#I worked for so long for this WAAAA

[gu6chan]

went onto the old pokecharms website and after days of careful analysis i made leonard a little pokemon team. did i hit chat

[bunnipuffs]

okay but what about a sorta opposite from your mean!reader nerdy!abby. reader is a total book worm but when it comes to anything outside of a textbook she’s a bimbo. while abby’s set on getting her doctorate and doesn’t have time for anyone but reader wriggles her way dumbly into abby’s heart

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WAAAA I LOVE THIS ONE OMG … so cute i luv this so bad thank you flower anon !!!!!! i’m kinda obsessed with dumb reader and nerdy abby … but maybe i’m projecting because i’m also quite dumb </3

i made reader more bimbo-y (that is not a word forgive me) and focused on the fact that she’s more interested in books than studies , i hope that’s okay !!!!! <3333

i hope you enjoy !!!!!!!! ^_^ ♡ ♡ ♡

⋆˙⟡ nerdy! abby and bimbo! reader, a match made in heaven.

♡ . — ꒰ 1 ꒱

୨୧ you’re obsessed with reading. your shelves are filled with a wide range of genres, from the most intricate fantasy stories to thriller and horror, and even to the most insane smut you’ve ever come across. when you’re not busy shopping or doing your makeup to take selfies, your head is buried in one of your many books for hours. unfortunately, your passion for reading hasn’t transferred to your academics…

୨୧ exam season is coming up, and you haven’t been studying at all! but one quick glance at abby anderson, the well-known top student of your classes, and you decide you need her help. you haven’t spoken to her at all, never in the two years you’ve been attending college, but after your lecture had ended, you confidently approach her wearing your favorite mini-skirt. you have a big smile on your face when you get to her, a little too big, but this was important. first impressions mattered. but abby simply looked at you from head to toe, packing away her textbooks and making her way out of the room without saying a single word.

୨୧ no biggie… maybe she’s just busy, she probably had a lot of things to do considering she had to keep her place as number one. so the next week you see her, you end up following her out of the lecture hall like a lost puppy — she doesn’t respond back to you, even after you offer to buy her a sweet treat from the campus’ cafe, or when you asked if she wanted a study partner. she kept walking to wherever she needed to go. you ended up following, of course. abby wasn’t pleased at all. you could tell from her face, but that didn’t deter you!

୨୧ abby didn’t budge for a while. she told you off one time, something along the lines of “i don’t need an idiot distracting me,” which you took with a grain of salt. maybe all those calculations and body anatomy memorization made her moody. she was always in the library studying, laptop open with lecture slides, her notebook full of notes that you couldn’t even begin to comprehend, even five different pens for differing information. you were lucky enough that she didn’t say anything when you followed her to the library, but it was like you weren’t even there at all.

୨୧ you’re sitting across from her, a book in hand as always, you’re almost halfway done in the time that abby had been studying. you wonder how she can focus for so long without wanting to do something else. but abby thinks the same about you, taking small curious peeks when you were distracted. she wonders how you’re so goddamn annoying about your college work but can read a bunch of big words for hours. beats her, not her problem.

୨୧ abby had enough one day. she invites you over to her dorm room for a “study date” just to shut you up, and almost immediately tells you to sit down when you prance around, touching almost every medal and trophy she has on display. you sit on her bed, a sheepish smile on your face. now that you’re here with her — alone, it makes you a little nervous. you’ve been begging for this, and yet, it makes you blush a little when abby sits right next to you. your arms are brushing against each other, and she’s flipping through her notes while she explains them to you. you weren’t really listening.

୨୧ for the first time, you’ve gotten the chance to get to know abby. her cologne is strong, but not overpowering, it’s just enough to keep you wanting more. she smells good. her hair is always neatly braided. her notes are also freakishly organized, perfect handwriting with different brightly colored titles for every single chapter. you laugh a little, and it confuses abby. she lets out a “what?” with a glare, and you wrap your arms around her bicep, “nothing, just kinda funny that all your notes are so cute when your personality is the complete opposite!”

♡ . — ꒰ 2 ꒱

୨୧ abby who flushes at your comment — cute? no one had ever called her notes “cute,” that was ridiculous. she didn’t have time for your teasing when you were so adamant about your grades being in jeopardy. you chased her around campus, interrupted her cherished library time by poking around, doing absolutely nothing but cross off another useless book from your list. but for some reason your grasp around her, warm and welcoming, made her feel a little weird. she didn’t like that at all. she had no time to babysit some dumb girl that couldn’t even be bothered to pay attention to her! she was using her precious study time to help you, and you were teasing her. nonetheless your jab at her personality. she knew she was cold, distant even. but she needed to be completely focused if she wanted to get her doctorate. she didn’t want to hear that from someone like you either.

୨୧ abby scoffs, pushing you away. she shuts her notebook and sets it to her side, getting up from her place next to you. she lets out a heavy breath before staring right at you. “look, seriously, i have better things to do. if you aren’t going to try then you need to get out.” you’re pouting almost immediately, your eyes finding hers too. glossy and big. abby’s almost exasperated — you’re a grown woman looking at her like that. but the more she stares at you like this, the more she starts feeling the horrible twist of guilt in her stomach. shit, she thinks. maybe i was a little too harsh.

୨୧ she doesn’t want you to know she feels bad, so after a while of your very unconvincing puppy eyes and finding her will power, she sits back down and opens up her notes again. a smile spreads across your face instantly, and abby does her best to ignore it. you’re a pretty girl, dumb and incredibly annoying yes, but so pretty. she would be an idiot if she said otherwise, but she continues on, grumbling a “pay attention this time, no more talking.” you nod eagerly. she can’t help but take a few glances at you when you’re reading over her notes for yourself.

୨୧ you and abby spent the rest of the afternoon going over concepts you struggled with, and abby hates to admit it, but you weren’t so bad. you were smarter than you acted. yeah, you struggled with the most basic topics, but you eventually got them after a while. (with a lot of re-explaining from abby, a heavy sigh from her when you couldn’t answer her questions) you were funny too, and even made her laugh occasionally, but abby always covered it up with a cough. you both had gone through everything you were struggling with, and abby found it… endearing? to see you try so hard. the way your tongue poked out when you were working through a problem, when you scribbled down little mental notes to keep track. she found herself staring at you a lot, embarrassingly enough, and abby tried to keep herself busy when she caught herself — picking up a random textbook from her pile and flipping through it.

୨୧ over the course of exam season, abby was spending a lot of time with you. it annoyed her still, that her carefully constructed routine was suddenly destroyed by some girl that put her energy into fictional literature rather than actual important reading, but she was getting used to it. she even started waiting for you to pack up your things when the lecture ended, slowly putting away her books and electronics just so you had enough time to walk up to her. abby always greeted you with a blank stare, an eye roll if you were lucky, but you’d never know she purposely slowed herself down for you. she didn’t know why either. it’s like her body did it on autopilot, and now her routine consisted of her studies and you. walking to the library together, her telling you to focus when you got sidetracked, plus the lengthy hours of studying in her dorm room. it was her new routine.

♡ . — ꒰ 3 ꒱

୨୧ when abby finally finishes all her exams, she takes a lot of time relaxing in her dorm. she continues reading up on chapters she wanted to smooth over when she hears a small knock at her door. of course, it’s you, and you let yourself in with your laptop held tightly to your chest. “abs, i think i’m gonna die. this last exam is gonna kill me.” abby groans at your dramatics, “do not call me abs,” but she pulls out her little table anyway and you both sit next to each other. you’re pulling up the exam practice questions like clockwork, and you run her through the ones you didn’t understand.

୨୧ you’re almost an hour into it, and abby can tell you aren’t focusing. you’re constantly spacing out, interrupting her to talk about a new book coming out, and you aren’t grasping anything at all. she made a little quiz just for you, and you hadn’t gotten anything right. abby runs a hand through her hair, breathing out a deep sigh. she closes your laptop and places the pen right back into your hand. you stare at her confused.

୨୧ “if you get a question right, i’ll give you something. how about that?” abby proposes, your eyes darting from her own to her lips. abby is a little taken aback, you’re bold, you make it so obvious. but she patiently waits for your answer anyway. “like what?” you reply quietly, and the air is suddenly thick with tension. it’s too quiet.

୨୧ “whatever you want.” abby was done with her own exams. she could afford to be reckless for a little. maybe she’d regret it in a few weeks, but with the way you’re staring at her, the way you’ve been staring at her, she knows exactly what you want. she couldn’t go back now. and abby couldn’t lie to herself either. she was getting distracted — thoughts about what your lips would feel like, what it’d be like if your bodies were so close that she started smelling like your perfume, the stolen glances when you both pretended to be working, she knew. and you knew it too.

୨୧ “then…” you answer, no elaboration, you’re shifting up to tug your shorts down. abby bites the inside of her cheek when she sees how perfectly your panties fit your ass, the material hugging it like it was made for you. she hasn’t taken her eyes off you the moment you moved, and she should be upset at the fact you just discarded your clothes on the floor, messily, but she didn’t care. her hand reached out to touch your hip before she could even realize, caressing you softly. you smile at her, that stupid smile abby insisted was so annoying, before you turn your attention to the makeshift quiz she made for you. abby shuffles closer to see you work, watching as your hand moves to answer.

୨୧ you think long and hard before answering, circling one of the multiple choice answers abby provided. it’s correct. abby doesn’t say it, but her hand moves to slip down the front of your panties. she leaves it there, a hitch in your breath when she’s just over where you needed her the most. the room feels so hot, abby thinks. was it always this hot? you continue on to the second question, your brain working overtime to focus on the right choice — it’s hard when abby’s warm hand is over your cunt, the fact that you’re almost indecent while abby is fully clothed. you throb at the thought.

୨୧ you shakily circle another answer, an approving hum from abby. she shoves her hand in deeper, now moving her fingers up and down your folds. you’re already so wet, and you just barely started. you can feel her watching your every move, peering from right above your shoulder. you go to the third question, one you thought you knew, circling confidently. abby continues her slow pace across your aching pussy, “no, not that one.” you groan, frustrated, she’s going too slow and it’s making you crave for more. your brain is starting to feel fuzzy.

୨୧ you get to question five, and abby had started to move faster, her fingers circling your clit and rubbing at your entrance, teasing, you moan when she rubs over your clit again — “focus,” she mumbles in your ear, continuing her pace. you do your best to. you glance over the answers for the question and circle, abby rubbing at you even quicker. a strangled “abby!” is pulled from your throat, feeling her lips at your neck. “c’mon, next one. you don’t wanna fail, do you?” you shake your head, and with a tighter grip on her pen, you move down to the next one. you’re so wet, and you can hear yourself if you listen close enough.

୨୧ you miraculously answer the next three questions correctly, and when you circle your next answer, it’s like abby was waiting — she pushes a thick finger inside of your waiting cunt immediately, a loud squelch at the contact. you’re gasping, abby pulling you onto her lap so smoothly you don’t even realize, and she’s spreading your legs with ease. she’s thrusting it in deep, slowly, so slowly that you’re squirming at every push. it’s not fast enough, and you know if you don’t get this next one right, she’s going to keep it this way. your head is buzzing, and it takes you four attempts to read question nine properly. you’re circling your best guess, and fuck. abby bites hard into the side of your neck, your hips bucking at the pain. “we went over that, stupid girl..” her mean words should bother you, but you feel yourself clench at the name. stupid, stupid, stupid. maybe you were, but that didn’t matter right now. your neck was stinging with pain and it was making you drip.

୨୧ “guess you don’t wanna come if you’re not taking this seriously?” abby laughs condescendingly, her voice right against your ear. you moan at her tone, and it’s not long before you’re trying to push down on her fingers, wanting to fuck yourself till’ you finish. but abby’s not that nice, never had been, and she completely pulls her fingers out of you. you’re empty suddenly, feeling a glob of slick pour out of your cunt. you’re whimpering, noisy and pathetic. “please, abs i can’t—“

୨୧ abby takes her free hand and grips your chin tightly, turning your focus back to the paper in front of you. it’s blurry, and your grasp on the pen seems to be getting looser. “you have one more, you wanted me to teach you right? so do it. don’t waste my time.” abby lets go of you, shoving two fingers inside of you without warning. it feels like you were shocked, shivers running down your spine. the stretch is painful, so sudden, but you’re clenching so tightly around her that abby can’t help but laugh at you. “it’s just one question, you shouldn’t have been so desperate if you can’t even do this.”

୨୧ tears are pooling in your eyes, your cheeks red from the humiliation. you’re reading over the last question as best as you can, your entire body shaking from the pressure inside of you. abby mutters something along the lines of, “following me around like a dumb puppy, you’re embarrassing” and it makes you wetter. you can’t think straight. you find two words that you recognize and circle the answer you think is right — you can feel abby press a kiss into your hair, “who would’ve thought? maybe you aren’t so fuckin’ dumb after all.”

୨୧ a sigh of relief falls from your lips, feeling abby move inside of you. she’s thrusting into you as roughly as she can now, deep, calling you a stupid mutt in your ear, you’re gripping at her thighs when she continues fucking into your pussy like an animal, digging deep into that spot. you gasp when she brushes over it. “right here, huh? making you feel good here?” she’s curling her fingers up into you, practically bruising it with how hard she’s pressing against it. you choke out her name, moans and whimpers streaming from your lips before you come hard on her fingers. you’re twitching, clenching tightly around her digits, abby’s lips are on yours and she’s licking into your mouth. you can’t feel anything for a few seconds.

୨୧ abby gently fucks you through it, looking over your paper from where you both sat. she smiles down at you, pressing another kiss to the top of your head. “not bad, i think you’ll pass.”

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@hyperbabes

[callsign-swan]

Princess

You are Princess. Jake is Princess. Bradley wishes he was Princess.

Hangster x reader

In their arms, you were safe. Sandwiched between Mr. Muscles and the human furnace, you were safe. You were content.

Bradley was snoring, something that usually had you and Jake shaking him awake (the rule was, the two of you had to fall asleep before him. As long as the two of you were asleep before the snoring started, everything would be fine), but you had no reason to.

The snore seemed to catch in his throat. Two seconds later, lips touched your head. You wriggled back into him and Bradley tightened his grip on Jake, pulling him closer to the two of you.

"Waaaa?"

"Morning, Princess," Bradley mumbled. You knew he wasn't talking to you.

None of you knew the time, but all of you knew it was too early. For the first time, none of you had anything to do. It was the perfect opportunity to sleep in until noon, yet all of you were awake.

You couldn't complain, not when you were awake first.

"What're we doing today?" Jake mumbled as he rolled towards you. His eyes were shut, hair a mess on the pillow. It was a softer side of Jake Seresin, one nobody but you Bradley got to see. In this bed, he wasn't Hangman, he was just Jake.

You clamped your hand over his mouth and shushed him. "Too early to think about that," you mumbled and let your hand fall limp.

"Give me three point five hours before we attempt to get up," Bradley said through a groan.

Jake opened one eye to stare at the both of you. "Babies," he mumbled, but he still shuffled closer to kiss you.

"Shouldn't you be going for a run?" Bradley asked. His hand slipped down to hold Jakes hip, proof of just how little he wanted him to leave.

But Jakes morning run had become sacred.

"Shouldn't you be joining me?" He challenged.

Rolling his eyes, Bradley pressed another kiss to your head. "Can't," he mumbled and rolled you over in his arms. With you situated on top of him, you both turned your attention to Jake.

"Can't," you echoed. There was nothing more comfortable than Bradley's chest. "Too comfortable." The smile you gave him could only be described as content.

Standing from the bed, Jake stretched his arms over his head. You didn't hide the way you admired his frame, his muscular arms and chest. He was Mr. Muscles, after all.

You and Bradley watched as he got dressed. His little red shorts and grey tank. The tank wouldn't stay on for long, you knew. He'd come home with it slung over his shoulder.

Before he could leave the bedroom, you hooked your fingers around the waistband of his shorts. "Jakey, wait," you said and gave him your best puppy dog eyes.

Hands on his hips, he stared down at you. "What do you want?" He asked in his not very nice tone. (It was nice, it just wasn't as sweet as 'yes my love, my angel? What can I do for you?')

"Can you bring back some pastries?"

This man had the audacity to roll his eyes. But he rolled his eyes and nodded his head. "If my girl wants pastries, I'll get her pastries," he said and leaned down to kiss your head.

"Not so fast, cowboy."

His attention turned to Bradley. Staring up at Jake, looking at him like he hung the moon. You knew what Bradley was asking from his expression alone, a silent 'where's my kiss?'

Jake knew, too. He used his fingers to comb back Bradley's hair and leaned down to kiss him.

"Do you want anything from the bakery, Roo?" He whispered, lips against Bradley's. When you whined for attention (something you'd learnt works), he held your cheeks, stopping you. But that was the attention you wanted.

"Best bring the Princess back a coffee, too," he whispered.

You tried a 'hey!' but it didn't come out quite right with how Jake was holding your face.

"You want coffee, Princess?" He asked and let go of you.

"I thought we were both Princess," you answered, but you nodded your head. They knew you too well; you did want coffee.

"You're both my princesses," Bradley answered for the both of you. It was a question that didn't need asking with just how much he doted on the two of you. You and Jake didn't even need to ask for something, he already knew to get it for you. You shared a throne of his lap, one you frequently fought over.

Jake brushed his finger over your jaw. "I'll be back with your pastries and coffee soon, Princess," he whispered and kissed you one more time.

"See you soon, Princess!" You called after him as he disappeared out of the bedroom door.

As soon as he was gone, Bradley rolled back. He had you laying on the bed in his arms. "How long do you think we got?" He asked, voice still groggy with sleep.

"At least an hour until he comes back with the energy of a golden retriever on steroids," you answered and tucked yourself against his chest.

Bradley's large hands were warm against your back. "G'night, Princess."

"Goodnight, pri-"

"Don't you fucking dare."

[crabsnpersimmons]

OUGH gummies for meeee! NIIIIIICE THANK YOU!

Trick or Treat! Hope you're having a good day or evening ^^ Oh and don't worry about the compulsion you feel to visit the lake near Faerie Forest… > u >

oooou! hello hello!

the persimmon crab reaches into the pumpkin bucket and takes out a pack of fruit gushers! 🍓🫐🍇🍋🍊🍏

hm

why does a trip to the lake sound good right about now?

but that would involve leaving my cave

the persimmon crab, who is borderline a hermit, decides instead to stay home

Happy Halloween!

[roolette]

Bi han,johnny cage,raiden with a fem reader who's a golden retriever vibes(especially bi han I'm a slut for golden retriever and black cat duos)

Waaaa this is so cute omg!!

Bi-Han

A pairing that surprised most people, yet works out so well

You balance each other out, and that’s what’s great about it. Bi-Han has the tendency to get in his head and take himself too seriously, so having someone like you in his life is really helpful

You’re the best at getting him to laugh. People think he’s tough to crack, but those people don’t know him like you do

Don’t tell anyone, but he likes to lie against your chest after a long day and let you run your fingers through his hair. No one else is allowed to see him like this. He trusts you

On the other hand, he helps you know when you need to slow down, relax, and focus. He admires your energy, but everyone gets burnt out sometimes. He reminds you to pace yourself

Please surprise him with random kisses. Please do it. It catches him so off guard and it’s so cute

Basically you guys are the couple ever and it’s so sweet

Johnny Cage

Golden retriever for golden retriever couple Fr

Sometimes you too get into such energetic, fast and heated conversations that literally no one around you can decipher what you’re saying

You two are SO cuddly with each other. You’ll sit in his lap and pepper his face with kisses. Did I mention he’s ticklish?

Late night conversations that leave your stomachs hurting from laughter

You two keep up with each other’s energy easily. He makes a movie reference? You’re shooting back with one right away. 3 am snack run? He’s already at the door

Random piggy back rides from him. Need I say more

On a serious note, Johnny really cherishes your relationship. It feels like he’s found someone who sees his more outgoing and extroverted traits as positive traits, not just something they have deal with. You’re someone who likes all of him, not just selective aspects of him

Power couple Fr

Raiden

PLEASE. Give him ALL the love and affection in the world

He loves your energy, and with the two of you together, there is just so much love to give. He likes to hold you in his arms and just kiss every inch of your face

Your energy matches, but you can EASILY fluster him. Whisper in his ear, run your hand across his arm? He’s swooning immediately

He’s someone who has a lot of love, and needs someone who can match that. Luckily, you’re the perfect person

He’s easy to make laugh, so you gotta use this to your advantage. His nose scrunches up when he laughs and it’s the cutest thing

An achingly sweet relationship

[dualityvn]

Not a question but can i just say much you've improved your artstyle over the years? It's honestly amazing how far you got and i feel so proud to be here since the first update!!! To me it's clear how much love you put into your game and i know most devs are pressured into making updates quicker every time, but i hope you continue doing your game and work on it because you enjoy it, not because of pressure. Because me and i am sure that many others are here and will be here to support your amazing game no matter how long it takes!!!

Sending lots of love and appreciation your way <333

Waaaa, thank you so much, anon ;o; And thank you for sticking with my project since the beginning, it really means a lot!! I promise I'll continue to create the same way I started: out of passion

[beiibeiii]

i can't be your love, cause i'm afraid i'll ruin your life

i feel like kafka would be slightly self-conscious about herself when she feels like she loves someone. i just wanna pepper her with kisses and tell her that i love her waaaa

• kafka disappeared without an trace one day. she left both her home planet and you behind for the stellaron hunters. she doesn't think she deserves or deems herself worthy enough for someone like you. she swears to herself that she will learn from her experiences as an stellaron hunter and become a better person for you.

• once a week, shes hidden away in the shadows of the cold night, on an rooftop to check on you. she sees you weeping quietly through your apartment window. she comes out the shadows slightly to get an better look at you. when she sees you, she can't help but let out a sigh.. your body under the covers, staring out the window with teary eyes. your clutching onto the soft plushie she won you at the arcade before she left. her eyebrows furrow slightly as she feels her heart sink. she smiles bittersweetly at the fond memory. she secretly hopes you notice her, you just were so beautiful to her..

• kafka holds back everything in her body telling her to smash that stupid window open and wrap her arms around you again. she'd whisper sweet words into your ears, apologising for her sudden departure that day. she would tell you how precious you are to her.. and how much she missed you. she would hold you tight, in her warm embrace as she presses your head against her shoulder, soaking up the pain she caused you these past months. she hums soft melodies quietly until you fell asleep peacefully..

•the thought brings a warm feeling to kafka and a smile to her face.

• but kafka can only imagine. her phone vibrates again, breaking her out of her little dilemma. her light smile thinning into an line again.

Silver wolf

kafka, the next mission is starting

where are you?

come on!

• she stares at the messages on her phone and back at your apartment window. only a small frown is upon her face. she sees you still silently crying yourself to sleep. she hates seeing you like this but she hates herself more for making you like this. 'its for the better', she constantly reminds herself.

• she steals one more glance at your window again and whispers to herself. 'i won't be long my dear..'

• she disappears again, opening her umbrella as she feels the soft start to raindrops fall. she blends in with the public opening their umbrellas too.

• the frown doesn't leave her face just yet. she promises she'll be home for you soon. just not yet. she still has herself to work on. you don't know it yet, but just a little longer and her presence will soon be known to you. she'll come running home for you, her love. <3

[merakiui]

AAAAA ok so. You're one of my favorite authors here on Tumblr and slkssnlssksn I'm so nervous waaaa thanks for taking your time to brainrot with us <3 I'm in love with your writing and your delicious concepts and how you execute them oh god and when you write about stinky greasy incel Idia OK I'm gonna stop and actually order aaa

Can I please get assorted macaroons with a lacy lingerie along with a hint of sea salt caramels and a finishing touch of a pineapple parfait with Floyd and Jade, together? Something sweet and cute but with a lingering feeling of uneasiness <3 Hope it's well-ordered! Please and thank you very much!! 🥹

yandere!jade leech x (gender neutral) reader x yandere!floyd leech cw: yandere, unhealthy relationship/behaviors, drugging, implied captivity, brief mentions of implied nsfw, obsession note - thank you for checking in, dearest guest! enjoy your order! [lunar love hotel]

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☆ Your “wedding” was unofficial, a quiet ceremony without an audience. Jade dressed you for the occasion, prettying you up as if you were a doll. You certainly felt so as you watched your reflection in the mirror, drifting in and out of a daze. Floyd poked at your shoulder to rouse you, giggling about his “sweet, sleepy Shrimpy.” When the wedding bands were slid on your ring fingers—the left for Floyd and the right for Jade—it became official. They kissed you on both cheeks and promised you a future filled with love and happiness. You couldn’t protest; there was no room for such a thing, not when Floyd’s mouth was already closing over yours.

☆ The first five days are for Floyd, and the next five will be Jade’s. They planned it together, all with your and their shared interests in mind. The first five days of your honeymoon are spent at a tropical resort. You delight in local cuisine and beautiful sights, allowing the twins to hold your hands while you walk between them. They spoil you rotten, buying all sorts of clothes and jewelry to add to your wardrobe, trinkets that catch your eye, sweets you seem to fancy. Money has never been an issue, which is why everything feels so grand and lavish. You’re taken to the beach, to a quiet, desolate strip that few tourists know of. Towels are laid out; an umbrella is propped. Floyd drags you towards the sea, eager to shed his human form and swim with you. Jade reads in the shade, occasionally glancing up from his book to watch you.

☆ As the sun shifts through the sky, you tire yourself out. Between swimming with Floyd, sunbathing alongside Jade, and indulging in a picnic with both, you’re plenty sluggish by the day’s end. They snap your picture just as you feel yourself falling, giggling to each other about how cute you look. The twins intend to capture many of your best (and possibly worst) moments during the entirety of this honeymoon. When the secret contents of your lunch catch up to you and render you sleepy, you assume it’s just the result of a long day sapping your energy. It makes you pliable, has you dragging them into bed when you’re oscillating between slumber and wakefulness. The camera shutters, capturing you curled up against Floyd in bed—perfectly, peacefully asleep.

☆ The twins take turns cooking for you. Mornings are for Floyd. He prepares all types of breakfasts, all with your favorites. You think he has too much fun in the kitchen because some meals are decorated cutely—pancakes looking like cats and bears and fruit cut into stars and hearts. Jade takes care of lunch and snacks throughout the day. They work together on dinner. It’s a guarantee that you’ll always feast on delicious meals regardless of which twin cooks. Strangely, the meals are so delicious that they leave you sleepy or, in some cases, achingly hot. The twins take good care of you whenever this happens. Maybe something just didn’t agree with your stomach… It’s nothing to worry about. They’re here for you.

☆ As the days wear on, you find yourself swamped in love. Whether you’re enjoying mornings down at the beach, exploring and shopping in town, touring popular destinations, or enjoying drinks on the balcony at sunset, the twins are always by your side. Floyd clings, his arm perpetually wrapped around your waist. Jade likes to slide his hand into yours, holding it with such a gentle fondness. He kisses your knuckles softly, eyeing the rings on your fingers with a pleased smile.

☆ Jade booked quite the quaint cabin for his half of the honeymoon. For the next five days, the three of you will see endless, sprawling pines from your spot in the mountains. He’s got a vague itinerary in mind, but it’s subject to change as you get through these five days. Surprises are more than welcome. The cabin is so cozy, equipped with all the necessities for a trip such as this one. It even has a fireplace. Jade is much too eager to gather and chop firewood even though it’s already supplied.

☆ He takes you out on hikes through the woods, pointing out flora and fauna as you encounter them. His eyes are sparkling the entire time. Floyd’s not as into it as Jade is, but he does enjoy walking alongside you and taking pictures of your most candid moments. You’ve been feeling groggy ever since breakfast, so you’re not nearly as alert as you usually are. Floyd takes this as his opportunity to snap your photo when you least expect it and to steal quick kisses. Jade thinks it’s so cute that you can hardly keep your eyes open. He promises the lot of you will turn around and head back after he gathers just a few more mushrooms for tonight’s dinner. You’re lying down for a nap by the time you make it back, the sun dipping below the horizon. You think you feel the bed depressing under Jade’s weight, his hands ghosting over your clothes to help change you into something comfortable. You let it happen.

☆ This place is oddly isolated. The locals are sweet, though. When Jade tells them you’re here on honeymoon, they all smile and tell you to have fun, to enjoy these special moments, to feel lucky that you have two husbands who adore you so very much. You thank them with a pleasant smile. Jade and Floyd keep their hands on you beneath the table during lunch. Even if you wanted to say something, you couldn’t. They make sure of that. And if you seem paranoid, they wave it off casually. Jade tells anyone who asks that you just love the variety of mushrooms here, especially the fun kinds. You’re not sure what he means until much later when you’ve digested your meal and your vision blurs. Jade’s there to steady you before you can fall over, petting your head in that affectionate way and cooing at you to calm down. It’s your honeymoon. You deserve to relax. His sharp, overly sweet smile is all you see in your dreams.

☆ Honeymoons are especially exciting because they come with amenities fitting for the occasion. A complimentary bottle of wine, luxury chocolates, condoms… Floyd tosses that last one aside. You won’t need them. If you insist on using protection for whatever reason, Jade will ease your worries with a placid smile. He’ll indulge your request. He wears one, yes, but then it’s not a guarantee that this one hasn’t been tampered with in some way. You’ll never know. Floyd’s a bit more difficult to convince. He adores cumming inside and then felching it out of your slick hole. You shiver through it all, clawing at the sheets as you melt beneath them. Your husbands pamper you excessively, so don’t think about anything and just enjoy yourself.

☆ The mountains are peaceful. Unlike the tropical paradise you previously came from, things are slower here. You enjoy watching the sunrise cut through the trees in the mornings, sitting at the window with Jade and Floyd. You sleep late into the afternoon, sandwiched between both of them. Floyd’s an early riser, so breakfast is always waiting for you when you and Jade eventually wake. It’s quiet bliss. You sit and sketch nature alongside Jade in the afternoon, who adores every little line you make with your pencil. He tells you so, leaning in to kiss the corner of your mouth when you pout and insist his is better. There’s no competition here, and even if there was he will always love yours more. When night falls Floyd prepares a campfire. You roast marshmallows for s’mores. Floyd dances around the firepit, singing gleefully and pulling you up from the log to dance alongside him. Firelight reflects off of your rings. It’s a wonderful honeymoon.

[rizzyu]

hey there! Could I request luxiem catching you reading fanfiction about them while youre together? thank you in advance :D

When You Read Fanfics About Them HC

Pairing: Vox, Mysta, Luca, Ike, Shu x gn! reader

Category: Fluff

Warning: smol tiny suggestiveness in Vox’s GOOD LORD I DON’T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO WRITE FOR HIM OTHER THAN SPICY STUFF

Summary: Luxiem when you are doing what you’re doing right now

A/N: Thank yooooooooooooooooooooou for the request, sorry this fic took such a long time ;w; (pls don’t shoot me)

You held your phone in your hand, slowly scrolling through the page of words as your eyes carefully skimmed through each word on each line. For a split moment your eyes darted towards the window. The sky was pitch black, only the thousands of tiny lights coloured either orange or white lit up the outside of your apartment. Your eyes were then once again attracted to the fanfiction you were reading on your phone. That fanfiction was about none other than your beloved (member name), in which you were currently cuddling with. You snickled at a particularly funny part, causing (member name) to turn around and see what you're doing and figured out that you're reading a fanfic. But not just any fanfic, it was a fanfic about him...

Vox Akuma

"So is this what you usually do, read fanfics about me?"

Broski would whisper that in your ear like a seggy demon that he is

"I usually just read them while you're at work.."

"But I'm with you now, aren't I?" He'd speak while letting his hand lift your head up by the chin.

You blushing from his intimacy amused him and made him let out a chuckle.

"How about you show me the fanfics of me that you've read about?"

Uh oh let's just say the fanfics you've read aren't exactly s e i s o 👀

Mysta Rias

"Hey... why are you reading about me?"

"Because it's adorable - you're adorable"

Your response would make him pout and buff his cheeks just like a child. "I'm not adorable!"

"But you are! Otherwise this fanfic writer wouldn't have made you so adorable in this fic"

Mysta would keep on protesting, so in order to make him admit that he's cute, you would begin bombarding him with kisses.

But even so, he still wouldn't admit it.

It was until Mysta had to start streaming, maybe next time :)

Luca Kaneshiro

"Woah you're reading about me! POGGERS"

“Yeah! You’re so adorable in this fanfic!” Yu said as you cradled his face in your hands.

Luca’s hand reached for his phone and waving it in front of you.

“Yknow, I’ve actually read fanfics of you before too”

His response left you flabbergasted

“Really? I never thought you’d be a person who reads that much”

“If it’s about you, then I don’t really mind”

Ike Eveland

"Are you reading about me?"

“Yeah, I really like reading about you when I’m free, especially when your doing work. He want to try to write some too but I don’t know how..”

Ike snaked an arm around your waist and pulled you close.

“I can teach you, if you want.”

You lit up with enthusiasm as you urged him to teach you now.

You spent the rest of the evening writing fanfics about each other :3

Shu Yamino 

“Eyy you reading about me?”

“YEAAH You’re so cute in this fanfic WAAAA I JUST WANNA KISS YOU RIGHT NOW”

Shu immediately got flustered from your words and began stuttering.

You chuckled at his cute reaction and laid yourself on his lap

“Wanna read with me?”

Shu managed to bring out a nod in response.

So you both spent the evening reading fanfics, with Shu eventually getting more comfortable being intimate with you.

[fuumiku]

Selkie AU

Ok so on discord we went off. A lot of this is just paraphrasing or copy pasted from buddies hii guys. It’s honestly a fun concept to play with no matter how you turn it around~ I’ll start off with the version I drew these doodles for but it’s all under the cut because it got so long... There’s also always place for different flavors like if they realize the other’s a selkie immediately or over time, etc etc so this is all just food for thought. Marcille is always the instigator though lol, obsessed with him no matter the universe. As a selkie wants to learn more about this human and as a researcher is chasing after this secretive mysterious sea-guy while he very much tries to escape everyone’s attention.

Fisherman Chil & selkie Marcille

Old sad fisherman Chilchuck… He drinks out at sea even. Divorcee dad who’s got nothing waiting for him on land anymore. He’s on the sea every day to get fish to sell at the wet market or to the butcher, the sky and sea’s grey and everything’s dull and tedious. Seals are nothing special either. The only stuff he knows about selkies really could have some selkie storybooks he reads to his daughters. Meanwhile selkie Marcille… You could go a lot of different routes I feel. You know I feel like being a selkie fits with Marcille and her mom, with that interaction of "you’ll have to let others go and deal with that", like in this AU she’ll always be different and will have to leave people behind for the sea eventually here and there and whatnot…

Chilchuck and worksongs... Fisherman Chilchuck singing sea shanties while selkie Marcille sings her songs of the sea and then she hears him and gets curious and follows him back on land or something…… Tries to blend in with humans just so she’s like. What’s his deal. But them only meeting out at sea is very cute as well. Eventually she gets on his boat and they hang out. Melancholic psychological horror sea tragedy-romance would be fun idk. Maybe he starts hearing a woman sing out at sea randomly and thinks it’s the alcohol. But he’d be a goner already lmao. Like don’t get me wrong it’d take a while of actual interactions for him to actually fall in love, but also ~~he’s lonely~~ pretty blonde woman waaaa. Siren imagery hehe. "Hmmm I didn't know selkies had hypnotic voices as well" (they don't. he's down outrageous and he knows it.) Mr "in denial so bad maybe magic is the answer yep for sure". I want her to hear him singing something he used to for his daughters/wife etc and shes like 👁️👁️ who hurt this man........... (Could also work for selkie Chil) What’s his tragic backstory…..

I think marcille also deserves to go silly and catch a carp between her teeth, giving it to chilchuck batting her eyelashes like teehee... I'm such a good assistant right... He needs them undamaged if he wants to sell them but he still makes use of her gift anyway... Puts it in a stew and shares it with her... Something we made together..… Marcille being able to taste human food with actual spices and actual heat and actual cooked meat... His home is the warmest place on the surface. His hugs are more comforting than even the water’s. AGH and how long hasn’t he eaten a real homecooked meal you’d bet 😭 Marcille notices he’s underweight and is like "he’s always fishing though??? Does he just need like, a lot??" and takes it upon herself to bring him more fish to feed him. "He NEEDS to blubber up. I know it." Do you think when his wife was still there he'd come home to the smell of cooking.... but now there's nothing......... He’s on his own, he sleeps in the boat… It just smell like fish all day. The stench gets to him and even the burn of alcohol in his nostrils is a kinder hell. NOW he comes back to the stench of roting flesh and he's like :))) ahh.... my gi rl firned 💖 /j

Selkie Marcille getting onto his boat out of nowhere and slapping the beer bottle out of his hand. It’d go hard if he’s so drunk once that he’s leaning over the railing with his bottle hanging down from his grip and the beer goes into the sea and she tastes it and is like. Now what the fuck is this. Ew. He doesn’t look so good maybe I should splash him with water. She could save him from drowning... Girl who puts him on a rock somewhere until he wakes up and hides in the water as soon as he comes to… Peekinh at him from the surface of the water because, oh dear we're shy now because it's face to face… Drawing parallels between swaying (drunk) and swaying (motion of boat on the sea). She sways his world…… Makes him feel dizzy in a nice, light airy way…… He crashes into his bed in his home and still feels the rocking of the waves under him, and he falls asleep thinking of her…

Go out to the sea in a storm because you can’t stand feeling useless. The sea is your livelihood, it's where you're good and useful. On land you never know what to do with your hands. Maybe he should just let the sea pull him under. let it sweep him away.  Marcille does exactly that, but it's not something that erases him. It's not something that swallows him whole. It's something that shows him a whole other world- The coral reefs, the schools of fish that exist below, the lush seaweed forests that Marcille treasures so much. It's all been there for him to see, theres so much beneath his feet. And all he had to do was let her take his hand. This world full of fish and creatures he's caught and gutted... that he gets to see in a different light…… The idea of him trusting her enough to let her lead him underwater... I think the time that Marcille leads him into the water should be on one beautiful evening, with the water shimmering, and the sun casting rays onto the waters surface- enough that it's still scary at first, enough that Chilchuck still struggles against the salty grasp of the waves, but when marcille takes him under he can see just how the light of the sun casts its spotlight on the seafloor- and how even in the shallows therein lies a thousand wonders, ones he's stepped right over before. I'm just obsessed with chilchuck experiencing a whole nother world in there. Give me childlike wonder. Give me a Marcille who wants to show her grump fucking fisherman boyfriend the cute fishies and the minnows, the pretty hermit crabs. Something about the sea looking different from beneath the waves... The parallels of him on the beach stepping over shells and urchins in the shallows with his boots and just crush them right over, not even noticing he did from force of habit and routine having dulled everything… Him working on the sea all the time but never really seeing it because he’s so absorbed in his own shit and he always just uses the harbor so there’s never real contact with it anyways. When the sea water laps at his forearms when he reels the net in but they feel like lashes of frost against his skin. She'd look really pretty with her hair flowy in the waves............ Marcille’s hair should get used for creepy compositions more… In the water she takes him under and her hair tangles and latch onto him against his skin. Her hair is long, underwater it could engulf him probably, he likes blonde hair he'd be happy with that… Not the lowkey suicidal ideation of letting the sea take him and how he’d be happy suffocating in her hair when doing a dive wow ok

I keep thinking about the Dredge AU… The video game yes yes. It’d be a mess but ohhh ohh the sea and its wonderful world but also its dark secrets, Marcille researching the depths and finding dark powers and idk the tragedy of a man at sea who can’t forget what he’s lost and the mythical gf he made that was never meant to be and it’ll destroy them both idk idk. Bc of Marcille helping him fish from below as a selkie, Senshi like YOU ARE OVERFISHING YOU ARE DESTROYING THE ECOSYSTEMMM @ them lmao You are feeding the whole town and making big bucks but you’re fishing so much that some fish are starting to get stale without being bought, the sea is bleeding and the leviathan is hungry

Maybe one time, one of them gets upset at the other and holds the seal fur hostage, its sooo mean but it also feels very them. When I think selkie I think of the movie Song of the Sea and in that movie the father of the protags loved a selkie, the mother, but she had to leave at one point for the sea because that’s her nature etc etc, but he didn’t want her to leave so he hid her skin which like. Ruined everything and hurt her. And ohhh the parallels… Leaving him… Just food for thought.

Selkie Chil & marine researcher Marcille

The reverse of that where Chil’s the selkie, Marcille’s fascination for him has the reverse angle, almost like admiration too. Crying she’d be like "who’s this mysterious guy, why’s he look kinda ethereal(selkie fairy blablabla)?" and investigates meanwhile he doesn’t want anyone to see him transforming and such so he’s like "leave me aloneeeeeee!!" Selkie chil? secretive man who just wants to chill gets grabbed by the most enthusiastic fairytale-obsessed girl out there. She WILL almost drown trying to say hi. C’mon mister mythical let’s have a storybook romance <3 Jumping in da water and he has to rescue her and immediately gains 100 grey hairs. She gets her storybook ‘saved by the merman’ moment but at what cost. "WHAT ARE YOU DOINGGG" screaming, she gets scolded very much but it all goes in one ear out the other tbh. Selkie Chilchuck is even better with his secretiveness... How do you get around the fact you’re a seal? Iunno I’ve never been a seal Obsessed with the implications of his family in this. Except if his wife and daughters were humans and so his work travels are instead selkie shenanigans going out at sea for months on ends, I imagine they’d be selkies too… Did they get separated? Die? Is Chilchuck’s cowl in this one Flertom’s fur? :(   Once more mentioning sea shanties Chilchuck btw, Roll the Old Chariot comes to mind… Ooough Song of the Sea from the movie that he sung to his daughters <33 I’m fine

With the researcher angle actually being pushed there are interesting plots and scenes you could think of obvi, but uh we kind of went off on the fisherman Chil Marcille selkie AU instead haha. It’d be cute if she ends up teaching him how to live on land in the end. Dresses him up like a funky lil guy. I went with tallman Chil when drawing it and selkie Marcille’s more elf-like, and for selkie Chil I’d imagine it’s the reverse where she’s tallman-like and he still looks like a halfling… Sea-related AUs are my weak spot <33

No matter how you turn it, Marcille is the instigator lol. Selkie Marcille: this little man… I want to know more about this human! Selkie Chilchuck = tries to avoid everything but this Marcille keeps chasing him! It’s her job to, Chilchuck minds his business!! He sees a sliver of something weird out at night? Not his job nope keep your nose out of that it’ll only bring you trouble. It’d have to really itch him at him for him to crack I think… Honestly he’d make a great lovecraftian horror protagonist lol. We love a girl with no chill and her nose in everyone’s business

Shout to to @dayundying, @cabinette, @soappox and @lucky-fydraws!! These people were there for the brainstorming and the writing of the scripture…

[plumadot]

I've made it

And I didn't have white cloth so I tried use paint on fces

(Autocorrecter says I write everything wrong, sorry)

omg it looks so nice!!!!!!!! 🥺🥺🥺 this must have taken so long jfvgdbxgd goodness, such precise work!!!!!! i love it waaaa thank you for showing me!!!!!

[kitsuvil]

— like-minded [picturesque/ayato smau]

[masterlist] this chapter has a written part at the end !

— [phone call transcripts]

[Name] — "Hi, Ayato! Did you need something? Is it about the project?"

[Ayato] — "No, no. Don't worry about the project. I just wanted to check in on you. I understand people have a natural desire for drama, news, and gossip. But it's unfortunate that sometimes this can bring disaster. We're lucky the situation isn't worse."

[Name] — "You can say that again. It's ridiculous. We were just chatting about the project. Have they never seen two people have a regular conversation? No one was even near us to hear us talking, so why did they assume..."

[Ayato] — "I wish I understood why. But if you're alright, then my worries are definitely lessened."

[Name] — "You were worried?"

[Ayato] — "Naturally. Anything near the level of a scandal can stress the other party out, and that's what I'd most like to avoid. I don't want you being thrown under the bus only because of my social standing. It's unfair."

[Name] — "Thank you... I really appreciate that. To be honest, I already feel a lot better after talking things out with you. It's a relief."

[Ayato] — "That makes me happy. Oh, I did want to mention something about the project now that I think about it. It seems I've forgotten what it was..."

[Name] — "Could it have been something about the editing? We're nearly done with the important parts, right?"

[Ayato] — "Yes... Actually, I might’ve just wanted to tell you that I really like the photos you took. I've been going over them today. There's a lot of talent and potential in your photography, on top of your skill. I'm not lying when I say that I think we work well together."

There was a growing smile on Ayato's face as he heard [Name] get flustered on the other line. Something about them made part of his brain ache with a strange feeling he'd never experienced. He was aware of it, but he decided it's better to put that away and unpack it later. For now, he had a project to finish and things to talk about. Apparently, for 4 hours straight, because the phone call that the two shared lasted long into the night. Even when [Name] began to doze off and snore quietly through the glowing screen connection.

— idk how to feel abt this chapter.. SCREAMS WAAAA but it's done so whatever

— taglist; @griseoo @fangygf @boxxd @driftwoodmanor @meigalaxy @kyon-cherri @xiaossocksniffer @quacking-simp

[fox-guardian]

Exploding like Anti-Curly right now because they're all so cool?????? WoWwowooOwwow!!!!!!!! Thank you for this bountiful visual meal; this feels like being treated to a 12-tier wedding cake where each tier's a new flavor!!!!!!! The alterations you made for everyone are both grounded and interesting, and they're just sooooo *blowing them up* May I gush about them a bit? (It might get a little long, I'm so sorry)

Anti!Curly and Anti!Jimmy being decked to the nines but in entirely different directions is such a cool detail; I'd keep going back to look at them and find additions I missed before! Jimmy's shoe doodles with hearts, cats, and horse shoes, the green/pink colored seams, and all the scars on his face... Are those Monster tab earrings too? And Curly's uniform having so, SO many PE emblems everywhere, the sharpness of his clothing, and how deep and jagged his cleft chin is... And the gun being on him at all times, oh boy...

Anti!Anya's morose and gloomy appearance with her sharp, manicured talons... She's so ravencore... I love that both her glasses and bangs are squarish in appearance- it makes me feel like she cuts her own hair and that she's kept the same glasses for years. Another detail I really like is that the design of each Anya's sweater goes in a different direction, not just color-wise but also with the lines! OG!Anya with rounded lines and white to show her openness, and Anti!Anya's with straight lines and black to represent how closed off she is. "Relaxed Mode" Croc wearer spotted!!

Anti!Daisuke and Anti!Swansea... they're so Smooth!! Dai's got no dye, Swans keeps his shirt buttoned, and neither of them have a hair out of place. I love how their designs are outwardly more unassuming, because it makes the unappealing parts of their personalities all the more surprising! What do you mean that the guy with a fluffy cardigan and nervous expression is spiteful and he'd trip me in the hall? What do you mean that the older fella with a cherubic expression would watch me touch live wire with a smile? It plays with expectations and, like with Jimmy and Curly, they complement each other well! It's also neat how OG!Daisuke and OG!Swansea's Anti counterparts swap shoe expectations with each other too. OG!Daisuke and Anti!Swansea's shoes look like they'd fit a hazardous work environment way better than Anti!Daisuke and OG!Swansea's!

Oughh they're all so great, thank you again for posting them!!!!!! One question before I go though: Which design do you like the most and why?

first of all WAAAA IM GLAD YOU LIKE THEM SO MUCH <3 seeing this massive wall in my inbox was such a delight omg

And as far as which one I like most: ANTI-JIMMYYYY <3<3<3<3 he makes me So Happy and I love drawing him.

Jimmy and Curly both ended up victims of my "but it needs.... MORE" tendencies, hence the sheer amount of PE logos and metal detailing on curly, and the patches and whatnot on jimmy. I'm very pleased with both designs but I am so very biased towards Jimmy's since I mayyyy or may not have projected a bit with the soda tab accessories alddlasks. Also I gave him a ponytail and that is my Weakness. AND GREEN AND PINK IS JUST A GOOD COLOR COMBO I love it sm. I love him. I'm in the middle of drawing him again rn

[dayseedrawz2]

Erm soooo I had this fic idea for a while now (since episode 3 to be specific) but I wasn't sure if it was gonna be in R-M or just to do it for funnies, BUUUUT Valintines is a bit closer than I anticipated it to be so why not start writing it now?? If all goes to plan, this should be out by then!!

I made a showtime fic last year for Valintines, too, but please, for the love of all that is pure, do not read it-

This is Caine gushing about his star performer (soon to be wife) for an indefinite amount of time

Also abstragedy :>

Enjoy the food, folks!!!

Couple's Therapy - a TADC (pre R-M au) fic!!

Caine just didn't understand. For the past several days, he'd been met with these uncontrollable glitches. There was that conversation with Zooble, then during the Spudsy's performance reviews, and it just kept going south from there.

He attempted to hide this from the others to the best of his abilities. The last thing he wanted was to worry all of his friends. Especially his closest-

♧Hello... Caine? Are you in there?♧

His thoughts were interrupted by a bright red glove waving in front of his eyes. He turned to his side to see a familiar jester, looking concerned, but still forcing a smile.

☆W-why, of course, my dear friend!! Why do you ask?☆

♧We, uh... we already fixed that wall. You've been staring blankly at it for the past... five minutes? Give or take?♧

Pomni pointed towards the wall. The ringmaster broke eye contact for only a split second to glance at the wall, then back at her.

☆Well, I- ...waaaas just doing a thorough examination of the area!! If we miss so much as one teensy flaw that WHO KNOWS WHAT COULD-☆

The ringmaster paused mid sentence.

☆...I mean... I just want things to be perfect for everyone!! Especially you!☆

♧Uhh... thanks. I... just want to make sure you're okay. I... care... about... you. Yaknow... that's how the whole friend thing works, right??♧

She forced a giggle, pushing herself away from Caine, fidgeting with the button on her outfit with every word.

God, she was bad at this... Hopefully, he'd buy it.

♧Weeeell then I'll see you tomorrow, I guess? Night, Caine.♧

The Jester fled to her room. Caine had barley managed to get a word out at the end of that conversation.

☆O-oh... Goodnight Pomni!☆

As the ringmaster started toward his office, he couldn't help but realize...

Since when did he overheat this much??

He put a glove to the side of his bottom Jaw. That conversation with Pomni made him burning to the touch... was this another glitch?? It didn't seem like any usual one... Whatever it was, he needed to figure it out. Luckily, he knew just who to confront about this...

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Ever since their first therapy session, Caine and Zooble had come to a mutual agreement. Routine therapy sessions in exchange for skipping (most) adventures. Being the only human to have seen Caine at his most vulnerable, they also agreed to keep his glitching problem a secret.

Or so he thought.

Meanwhile, in Zooble's room, them and Gangle sat and drew together. Gangle enjoyed having someone to hang out with in her pastime. Zooble enjoyed her company as well. Unfortunately for them, this peace didn’t last to long until a familiar toothy fellow invaded their space.

☆ZOOBLE!! Boy, am I glad to see you!! I was wondering, if you weren't busy, we could... haaaave a completelynormalconversationnotrelatedtomentalhealthorwellbeing?☆

Upon seeing they weren't alone, he reworded his sentence.

◇...Another therapy session? Uh... sure.◇

Gangle looked up from the art she was drawing.

~Would it be alright if I come to? I promise I won't be a bother...~

The ringmaster's tone of voice became stern (with a tinge of embarrassment)

☆Wh- I- ZOOBLE!? I thought I told you no one else was supposed to know about-☆

◇Relax, We promised to keep this between us, right?◇

She hummed and nodded.

~Mhm! Besides, I uh... already knew...~

Caine Stood confused for a moment.

◇After the Spudsy's performance reviews..? Ring a bell?◇

It certainly did. The ringmaster let out a sigh.

Well, Gangle does seem to handle important matters very well, and she and Zooble were rather close, so...

☆...I suppose that's fine. Besides, I think having extra help this session may be beneficial.☆

~How so?~

☆Well, why are we just sitting around here?? We need a better setting for this!!☆

He snapped his fingers, forming the area around them into the therapy room. It was exactly the same, exept for an added bean bag chair.

Gangle immediately eyed a small note pad on a shelf between her and Zooble. Upon further inspection, there was a little doodle of a bee. She looked up at Zooble, who shrugged back.

☆So, here's the deal-io...☆

The ringmaster clasped his hands together.

☆As you already know, I've been more prone to these... odd glitches recently. Well, now, I've been overheating more often, which is... new, to say the least.☆

◇...and... when's the last time that happened??◇

Zooble went along with it, despite how obvious it was that they were so done with it.

☆While working with Pomni this evening.☆

Gangle chimed in

~Oh yeah, the bug patching? How's that been going?~

☆Oh, Pomni? She's been a thrill to work with! Really great at what she does! And...☆

The ringmaster leaned his "head" on one arm. He soon slowed to a stop, feeling a familiar warmth as his hand touched his bottom jaw.

☆...might be the cause for these glitches...☆

Both the porcelain mask and amalgamation of plastic had unreadable expressions. Buy they were likely thinking the same thing.

How the &#@% are we gonna explain this to this idiot-

Eventually, Gangle spoke first.

~Well, uh... actually, for humans, that can be kinda... normal.~

☆Normal, you say?☆

Caine sat on his knees, interest peaked, listening intently.

~Yeah..? That can happen if- uh... for example, Zooble and I-~

The three were interrupted by a certain someone gnawing at a nearby wall.

☆B-BUBBLE!! WE JUST FIXED THAT ONE!!☆

The ringmaster quickly got up to remove Bubble from the area.

☆Uhm- it seems like our little meeting will have to be cut short!! Goodnight!☆

And with a snap, they were both gone. Leaving the pair in silence.

◇...so he's like... screwed, right?◇

~Yeah, definitely.~

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The ringmaster appeared in his office. He spun around in his chair, using the desk to stop himself.

He remembered Pomni's words. Despite his efforts, it was impossible not to think about them.

To busy himself, he took the messed-up pile of papers on the desk and shuffled them. They were mostly drawings of adventure concepts.

Oh, and bees. Lots of them.

At the bottom of the pile was a paper that caught his eye. It's was a document. A contract of sorts? With his name at the bottom.

Though he had no idea why, it taunted him...

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HOLY CRAP I PROCRASTINATED ON THE LAST FEW BITS-

I had this scheduled for the 14th and I'm barley writing this at 11pm the night before-

Welp, here we are.

Yall know the drill, check out the AU!!! @askthe-r-m-au

Happy V-day chat :]

[yuutryingtowrite]

Aww I like Yuuki for stalker a lot!

CEO feels really like a Leon to me and for salaryman mmmaybe something like Hiroto or Nobuhiko??

On a different note, I thought of some things I’d like to learn about characters and since you’re making character profiles soon I thought I’d send it to spark some inspiration maybe? 👉👈 I’m not expecting you to answer all of these ofc, this is chatter and hopefully food for ideas, not a request 😳

- who has visible birth marks, freckles

- who wears glasses/contacts, what do their eyes look like

- who has nervous tics

- what are their signs and when are their birthdays

- lefthanded or righthanded and how does their handwriting look

- how long is their hair, what are their hairstyles & color, does anybody hide their face behind it

- what is their posture like, how do they dress

- what does their voice sound like, at which volume do they normally speak

- what are their hobbies

- what is their favorite food

- do they have something remarkable about their teeth (like a gap, really pointy canines, a little crooked)

- do the characters know each other, does salaryman work for CEO

- what are they like without their crush around

… I had a boring day today with lots of time to think 🙊❤️

Waaaa thank you so much anon! This will definitely be useful for when i establish their appearances and general description, thank you for taking the time to write and send this! A small sneak peek, Salaryman does work for CEO. I am kind of working on a company ? Maybe security guard next…

For the names, I am not sure yet if the company will be located in Japan or not 🤔 So, it is either both CEO and Salaryman with a Japanese name or not. I like your name suggestions though, especially Hiroto.

I like Yuuki too for Stalker! Though, now that I think about it, I will leave the suggestions open until I actually do the profiles, so people can still chime in if they got ideas!

Thank you again for reaching out anon!

[victorthesilly]

ok so what if I remade my multiverse Precognitiverse (precognition-verse) and I made a father-like trope with killer and nm except that it's nm literally being the emobodiment of a child's hate so therefore he's a little waaa waaaa spoiled child while killers a grown man that got kidnapped by a kid and just went "uyyhmm.okay.what" and suddenly he's a babysitter for nm

What if I make it so that instead of the bad sanses I make it just killer and nm while some random horror works at ccinos cafe with no affiliation and some random dust is a regular at ccinos cafe and I make this into an inde animated story where theres a horrordust sub-plot

What if I make it so that dream rarely ever actually attacks Nightmare because nightmare is just. The feelings that passive nm never told him about.

What if I I I I I I make it so that blueberror n core frisk r friends

What if the entire series is just hurt comfort and it's abt 2 brothers trying to make amends in the worst way possible (beating each other up while crying)

What if I already designed nightmare

What if he always smiles and acts welcoming because he hates his brother but also wants to be his brother and wants to feel loved by everyone

What if

The arts unfinished please don't look at the legs for too long thank you