#IDK WHY IM TYPING ALL CAPS

[raddest-laddest]

I MIGHT BE ABLE TO REVENGE A BUNCHA YALL BUT THEY MIGHT HAVE TO BE COLORED SKETCHES OR SUM I CANT DO ALL FULL RENDER ANYMORE;;;;;

[themeridian]

THE GAVIN STIDY AUDIO FROM LAST YEAR AT 5:20 HE SAYS DEMURE

hes very demure very mindful

[cinnamanz]

✦ ─── 2 𝓱ands , 𝓢ophia 𝓛aforteza keep your hands on me.

─── 𝓢ophia never considered herself the jealous type—until you got a haircut. overnight, it was like the whole world had started seeing you differently, comments about how fine you looked haunting her everywhere. no wonder she'd bossed you to have your hands on her at all times.

❝𝓷eed a little less talk, 𝓪nd a lot more touch.❞

౨ৎ 𝓹airing. sophia laforteza x katseye seventh member!yn ౨ৎ 𝓰enre. fluff, established relationship wc. 4417 a/n. good god i need to stop yapping ab details in fics i keep dragging them on on the other hand, this is my compensation for lowk neglecting u guys nd not bringing food to rhe tsble but i fear its school thats got me on a leash nd unless smn takes one for the team nd burns my school down thisll be happening more nd more often CS EXAMS ND ASSESSMENTS R COMING UP NF IMA BAWL CS WTFFFF EVERYTHING IS TOO FAST IM SO LOST FUCKKKKKKK may or may not have taken too long to get to the part where its actually inspired by 2 hands mbmb the use of 2 hands's lyrics was lowk cringy😟 NAWT PROOFREAD AT ALL🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️ enjoy homos❤️

❝𝓲 just want your two hands on me at all times, baby. 𝓲f you let go, better put 'em right back, fast.❞

JEALOUSY WAS NEVER SOPHIA’S THING—at least, that’s what she always told herself. she knew you—her girlfriend, loved her. knew with every fibre of her being that you would never do anything deliberate to hurt her, never purposely stoke the ugly fire that smoldered deep in her chest. 

so why was it that, right now, the green-eyed monster clawed its way up her throat, curled around her ribcage, and blurred her vision like a stain she couldn't scrub away?

you’d gotten a haircut a few days ago—something sharper, something that framed your face so effortlessly it was almost unfair. it was the kind of change that ensured the girl crush label stuck to you permanently, as if it hadn’t already. and somehow, impossibly, it made you look even better—dare sophia say hotter—than before.

and safe to say, sophia wasn’t the only one who noticed. unfortunately.

the moment you turned to management and asked if you’d need a wig to hide your fresh cut from the eyekons before going live—like the other members had to in the newest tiktoks they were dishing out—their response was quick, casual—no need, you were free to show it off. gain more attention and eyes on the group before the comeback.

and that was all you needed to hear.

without a second thought, you propped your phone up on the table in your shared room with manon and daniela, fingers adjusting the angle with practiced ease, lips curling into a giddy smile. 

anticipation thrummed in your chest, an excited buzz settling beneath your skin as you ran a hand through your freshly cut hair, contemplating whether to hide it beneath a cap before settling to just tugging on the strings of your hoodie, tucking your hair out of sight from the camera.

the viewer count came rushing in the second you’d tapped ‘start live’, and your curious eyes peered at the camera, squinting to see what they’d been commenting about before shaking your head, a small chuckle of amusement spilling past your lips. 

user56 bro u look like an egg tf user1 humpty dumpty who?? user9 i think she pulls it off idk bout yall user0 ion care she can still get it even tho she looks like an idiot user2 i like them a little weird user89 GIRL TURN IT AWFFF

“i look like an egg like this? oh wow, that’s interesting. thank you.” you deadpanned, amusement flickering in your eyes as you read the comment aloud. a soft laugh slipped past your lips, shaking your head before tilting it slightly, as if assessing your reflection on the screen.

you kept the playful banter going for a few more minutes, responding to teasing messages with quick-witted remarks, occasionally tugging at the edge of your hood in mock offense. finally, you sighed, dramatic and drawn out, before giving in with a knowing hum. 

your fingers found the drawstring of your hoodie, twirling it lazily around one fingertip before tugging it loose. slowly, almost teasingly, you pushed the hood back, revealing the slightly poofy and mussed strands of your fresh haircut, the soft layers settling into place after being trapped beneath the fabric.

the moment your hair was freed, your hands instinctively shot up, smoothing over the mess, fingertips gently carding through the strands in an attempt to tame them. a small mirthful chuckle escaped you, a mix of amusement and mild exasperation at the way the hood had left your hair slightly disheveled. 

but even then, you still looked effortlessly good. and judging by the flood of excited comments rolling in, and eyekons definitely agreed.

"we vibing with it, chat?" you murmured, tilting your head slightly as your fingers absentmindedly combed through your hair, trying to smooth down the strands that had been ruffled by your hoodie. 

your lips pressed into a thin line, dissatisfaction creeping in as you examined your reflection on the screen, the messiness making your fresh cut look a little less put-together than you had intended.

"shouldn’t have actually hidden it away from you guys," you admitted with a soft sigh, shaking your head. "or it wouldn’t have been this messy."

your hands worked quickly, gently pushing some strands into place, but after a moment of struggling, you huffed in mild frustration. deciding to leave it as it was, you leaned forward, reaching for your glasses resting on the table. with practiced ease, you slid them on, blinking a few times as your vision sharpened.

"my bad, guys," you said, lips twitching into a sheepish smile as you settled back into place. "couldn’t be assed to put on my contacts."

user90 raw raw ah ah ah or wtv it was lady gaga said user56 okay guys fess up who tf took my pants user4 iSWEAR my pants were just on user77 and the crowd is… undressing themselves⁉️⁉️⁉️��️ user78 omg girl dont play w me like that i might js make u mine user43 and FUCK whoever’s dating u bruh u look too good ima nut get OUTTTTTT user68 thank GOD my phone’s waterproof‼️‼️‼️ user70 TIL THE NEIGHBOURS LEARN HER NAME😭😭😭😭 user45 FLASH US

the chat exploded with reactions—some gushing over how good you looked, others teasing about your laziness, and more than a few keyboard smashes from people who were clearly losing their minds over the combination of the new haircut and glasses. 

you chuckled at the chaos, pushing your frames up the bridge of your nose before relaxing into the moment, letting the eyekons take it all in.

sophia who was watching just downstairs, however, wasn’t all that amused with the comments that flooded your live.

it was a jumpscare, truly. the moment sophia groggily unlocked her phone and opened tiktok, still blinking sleep from her eyes, she was met—ambushed, really—by an edit of your live from last night. the screen instantly flooded with clips of you, your freshly-cut hair falling effortlessly into place, set to the smooth, sultry beat of redbone by childish gambino.

typical, she thought dryly at the sound choice, but that didn’t stop the way her breath hitched slightly.

the light from her phone bathed her face in a bright glow, illuminating every tiny movement of her fingers as she instinctively scrolled down, her thumb hovering over the comment section before she could even think twice about it. she already knew what to expect, but that didn’t make it any less frustrating.

and sure enough, the comments were just as bad—if not worse—than the ones from last night. thirsting, keyboard smashes, people losing their goddamn minds over you. all of it blurred together in an overwhelming stream of admiration, and sophia could feel a familiar, unwelcome heat creeping up her neck.

because, god, of course everyone had to notice how good you looked. and of course, they wouldn’t shut up about it.

it didn’t help that the next few swipes on her for you page led to even more edits—clip after clip of your live from last night, set to sultry, slow-burning tracks that only seemed to emphasize just how good you looked. 

the way your freshly cut hair fell into place, the way your glasses slid down the bridge of your nose before you pushed them up absentmindedly, the way you’d smirked slightly at the camera without even meaning to—it was all there, replaying in high definition, edited to perfection, and worst of all, everywhere. god.

sophia groaned, flopping onto her back as she mindlessly scrolled, but she wasn’t about to just watch and let it slide. no, she was documenting this. saving receipts.

in less than an hour, she had added over fifty different edits of you into a private folder under your name, her fingers moving almost on autopilot. every new clip she found—save. another slow zoom-in on your face—save. a dramatic transition to the beat drop—definitely save.

by the time she was done, she was sure she had absolutely flooded the eyekons’ notifications, her name popping up repeatedly as she went on her little jealousy-infused saving spree.

but she didn’t care. not even a little.

because in her mind, this wasn’t just a collection—it was a statement. a quiet, possessive claim, a subtle way of reminding the eyekons exactly who you belonged to. every save, every tap of her screen, was her way of saying: watch all you want, but just know—she’s mine. and wait—no, no, no. jealousy is bad. an ugly feeling she shouldn’t be feeling. 

but the moment you’d walked into her shared room with yoonchae all mussed from sleep and seeking her out first thing in the morning, sliding into bed next to her, body molding onto hers and—to hell with it.

she’d decided to go live the next day out of pure boredom and cause chaos (unbidden flirting).

clad in an oversized black hoodie—one she had definitely swiped from your closet without asking—sophia lounged comfortably in front of the camera, the fabric swallowing her frame in a way that made it clear it was never hers to begin with. 

the sleeves fell just past her wrists, slightly bunched at her hands as she lazily adjusted the hem. paired with it was a black baseball cap, probably one of the few articles of clothing she actually owned, its curved brim casting a subtle shadow over her sharp features.

her free hand drifted to the waistband of the grey sweatpants she was wearing—another piece that was, without a doubt, stolen from your closet. with a quick tug, she adjusted the way they rested on her hips, ensuring they fit just right before letting her hand drop.

user44 GOOD GODDDDD user88 that hoodie looks rlyyyy familiar ms laforteza user51 SOPHIA LIVE OH GOD BLESS😭😭😭😭😭😭 user50 can u be my girlfriend for three seconds user41 BROOOOO I NEED U SO BAD SHUT UPPPP user32 how have u been sophia???

her lips curled into a small, satisfied smile as she glanced at the screen, watching the comments flood in—messages filled with excitement, teasing remarks about her outfit, and, of course, plenty of people calling her out for very obviously wearing your clothes again. she simply raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence as she leaned in slightly, skimming through the chaotic flood of words.

but she didn’t deny it. not once.

it wasn’t until halfway through the live that the shift in the comment section became impossible to ignore. at first, it had been the usual chaos—people gushing over her, teasing her about the hoodie, and thirsting over every little movement she made. but then, as if on cue, the flood of questions about you started rolling in.

user55 hey queen so whats the deal w y/n?? is she single perchance😌😌😌 user63 is y/n there w u??? user80 is y/n single?? asking for a friend nd research purposes🌚🌚 user66 blink twice if y/n is in the room

mixed in with those were the more audacious ones—the teasing, flirty messages that made sophia’s jaw clench ever so slightly.

user90 how does one marry y/n?? help a girl out pls user82 can i marry y/n??

“no, you can’t marry y/n.” she’d replied, her fingers, which had been lazily toying with the hem of her hoodie, stilled. she blinked at the screen once. twice.

narrowing her eyes, she hooked her fingers under her chin, tilting her head slightly as she peered at the comment section with squinted, unmistakably disapproving eyes. her lips pressed into a firm line, and for a moment, she just stared, letting the weight of her silence settle over the chat.

and if the eyekons watching had any sense at all, they’d know exactly what that look meant.

“what’s that about me?”

sophia’s eyes snapped up from the screen of the live the moment she caught movement from the doorway, her sharp, narrowed gaze instantly softening at the sight of you.

there you stood, bathed in the dim glow of the room, your expression puzzled as you tilted your head slightly, brows knitting together in mild confusion. dressed in baggy clothes—an oversized hoodie that hung loosely over your frame and sweatpants that pooled slightly at your ankles—you looked effortlessly comfortable, the kind of effortlessness that made sophia’s chest tighten just a little. 

your prescription glasses perched on the bridge of your nose, a clear sign that it was far too late in the night for you to bother with contacts. in one hand, you loosely gripped a bottle of water, your other hand absentmindedly brushing at your sleeve as your bare feet padded quietly against the floor, carrying you toward her without hesitation.

completely unaware.

unaware of the absolute chaos happening in her live chat. unaware of the thirsting, the borderline feral comments flooding in, the way the eyekons were already losing their minds over the mere mention of your name. and most of all, unaware of the way sophia was staring at you—conflicted.

because in that moment, she wasn’t sure what she wanted more—to selfishly keep you out of the frame, away from their prying eyes, or to let them see you, let them understand exactly why she looked at you the way she did.

but before she could make a decision, you made it for her.

with an easy step forward, you popped into the frame, completely oblivious to the digital uproar you had just caused, a sweet, sleepy smile tugging at your lips as you greeted the screen. 

"hi, eyekons," you murmured, voice thick with sleep, raspy in a way that sent an immediate shiver down sophia’s spine. "how’re we doin’ tonight? good?"

your words were slow, unhurried, tinged with the warmth of drowsiness as you blinked at the screen, adjusting your glasses with a lazy push of your knuckle against the frame. your lips curled into a small, satisfied smile as you nodded, as if genuinely pleased by the flood of chaotic responses rolling in.

user77 girl i cant do ts rn im ovulating bad user66 standing ovulation or wtv the saying is user62 heyyyy so lunch by billie eilish?? user79 MY DREAM RIDE😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻 user39 WHATT HEJVUKFMFK WHAT THEUCKVLVMK user50 CLEAN UP ON AISLE MY PANTS😭😭😭😭😭😭 user99 cldnt even edge to ts i exploded IMMEDIATELY😂😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 user34 the crowd would applaud but their hands are busy😭😭😭 user14 i swear my pants were JUST on

"i’m glad," you hummed, voice dipping even lower, softer—dangerous.

sophia didn’t stand a chance.

the moment the sound of your voice filled the room, she could feel the heat crawling up her neck, warm and betraying. without thinking, she subtly turned her face away from the camera, pretending to adjust her hoodie as she desperately tried to will away the blush creeping onto her cheeks.

but of course, you noticed.

your gaze flickered toward her, amusement dancing in your sleep-heavy eyes, and a quiet chuckle slipped past your lips—gentle, teasing.

"what’s with you?" you asked, voice lilting, but sophia refused to look at you, choosing instead to stare pointedly at her phone as if it could somehow save her from this situation.

it absolutely could not.

“nothing,” she tried to fib through her teeth. her face was half-hidden from the camera, but you knew her well enough to picture the exact shade of pink dusting her cheeks, the way she’d press her lips together in a tight line to keep from giving herself away. “don’t worry about it.”

a slow, knowing smile tugged at your lips, though you chose not to push any further—for now. instead, you shook your head in amusement, eyes twinkling as you took in the rare sight of sophia, who was normally so composed, absolutely crumbling before your eyes.

"someone’s suddenly a little camera shy," you mused, voice dipping into something teasing, playful.

sophia let out a quiet huff, still turned away, fingers absentmindedly tugging at the hem of the hoodie she’d stolen from you, as if focusing on that would somehow help her regain her composure.

and for a few minutes, she did just that—taking slow, measured breaths, schooling her features back into something neutral, forcing the heat in her cheeks to die down. when she finally popped back into frame, her expression was much steadier, though the faintest traces of pink still lingered on her skin.

thankfully, the purple lighting she’d chosen for the live worked in her favour, casting a soft glow that helped mask the last remnants of her flustered state. she busied herself with scrolling through the chat, acting as though nothing had happened, her posture relaxed, exuding an air of practiced nonchalance.

or, at least, she tried to.

because just as she started to settle back into her usual rhythm, her brows twitched—barely, but enough—as her ears picked up on something that immediately set her back on edge.

"oh, baby, you’re too sweet," you purred, your voice dripping with playful flirtation as you read a particularly bold comment from an eyekon. "but if you keep talking to me like that, i might just have to take you out on a date."

user51 MY TURN user23 A TEAR ROLLED DOWN MY LEG user89 OHMGYGOD IVOLUNTER ASTRIBYTE user62 RAWRAWRARAWRARWRAW user94 THISMADE BOTH OF MY LIPS SMILE user42 raw i meant AWWWWWW user82 this so made my hole weak I MEANT MY WHOLE WEEK user42 i am not cinderella but ik it fits user51 born to cowgirl, forced to fangirl💔💔💔💔💔 user41 i have nothing appropriate to say HER VOICE UGHHHHH user17 i finally got the water bed everyone wanted in 2016 user88 good now OIL UP user33 YOU GUYS ARE ABSOLUTE ANIMALS IN HERE WTF ENOUGH GUYS ENOUGH YOU HORNDOGS user21 all ten fingers.

sophia froze.

her grip on her the drawstring of your hoodie tightened slightly, her jaw ticking as she forced her gaze to remain on the screen, pretending to be invested in the chat. 

but anyone who knew her—especially you—could see the barely concealed flicker of irritation in her expression, the slight way her nostrils flared, the way her fingers twitched as if she were this close to reaching out and physically covering your mouth to put an end to whatever nonsense you were spewing.

she knew you were just playing around. she knew it.

but that didn’t stop the possessive heat from curling low in her stomach, nor did it stop the subtle shift in her posture—back straightening, shoulders rolling back, as if preparing to stake her claim without saying a word.

user1 guys im kinda scared of sophia user79 SHES LOOMING HELPPP user52 guard dog who user93 damn sophia my b for even looking at yn user84 im gna sleep now okay?? dont choke me in my sleep pls user77 I WAS JS PLAYING W YN PLS DONT KILL ME user91 holy shit i js got shivers down my spine

sophia hadn’t meant to react so quickly, so instinctively, but the second another flirtatious comment slipped past your lips, she couldn’t hold back anymore. before she even registered what she was doing, her hand shot out, fingers wrapping around your arm in a vice grip—possessive, unwavering.

your amusement only grew at the sudden contact, lips parting slightly as you turned away from the chat, gaze landing on sophia. her expression was downright murderous, eyes dark, pupils blown wide with a sharp intensity that sent a shiver down your spine.

without a word, she yanked your arm toward her, grip tightening as if to silently remind you who you belonged to. both of her hands locked around your forearm now, as if afraid you’d slip away if she loosened her hold even slightly.

and then—thud.

in her urgency, her knee jerked forward, slamming against the table. the impact sent her phone tumbling forward, landing screen-down with a soft clack, the camera immediately blacking out. the live was still running, but now all the eyekons could hear was the sharp rustle of movement, the sound of fabric shifting, a muffled noise—

because in the very next second, sophia had tugged you forward, pulling you straight between her thighs with a force that left you momentarily stunned. and before you could even process what was happening, her hands were on you—one threading into your hair, fingers tangling at the base of your skull, the other firmly cupping the back of your neck, anchoring you in place.

and then she kissed you.

no hesitation, no teasing buildup—just pure, unfiltered need.

it was all-consuming, the way she melted against you, the way her lips moved with a desperation that sent your mind reeling. 

she kissed you like you were her oxygen, like she had been starving for you this entire time—which she has been to be fair, and now that she had you, she refused to let you go. her fingers tightened in your hair, tugging slightly, as if to draw you in even closer—though there was hardly any space left between you.

but just as you were getting lost in the heat of it—just as you felt yourself melting into her touch—she suddenly pulled away, her hands shifting to your shoulders.

and then, without warning, she pushed you back.

you barely had a second to react before your back hit the couch once again, a soft groan escaping you as sophia moved fast, swinging a leg over your waist and straddling you with ease, her knees pressing into the cushions on either side of your hips.

you blinked up at her, breathless, dazed, lips still tingling from the kiss. but she didn’t give you a moment to recover. the rest of the world faded, the chat, the live, the teasing—nothing else mattered except this. except her. just like how she’d intended. and she leaned back in for more.

user77 HELLO??? WHAT IS GOING ON user51 GET ME OUT OF THE BASWMENY user11 BTCHCICHFUHFIE WTAFFDTFYE WHAT IS GOIUNG ON HELLO user78 I HEARD THAT user12 smn pick me up im scared user82 bon appetite to sophia ig user94 AT LWAST END THE LIVE????? user73 am i interrupting sumn user93 freak ON user44 media training went out the window im crying theyre not even tryna hide it HELPPP user25 probably making out in my cellular phone i pay for every month??? diabolical work i feel targeted.

sophia had no idea how she’d ended up here—pressed into the middle of a drunken, swaying crowd, the bass thrumming so hard it rattled her ribs, the air thick with sweat, alcohol, and the kind of recklessness that came with too many shots and too little self-control.

this was not what you had promised.

"it'll be chill," you’d said, smiling so sweetly at her earlier, brushing your fingers through her hair as you reassured her that it was just a casual going-away party for your friend—nothing too wild. 

but now? some random guy had the audacity to press up against her, subtly—or not so subtly—trying to grind against her like she wouldn’t notice. like she’d let him.

with an irritated grunt, she shoved him off, barely sparing him a glare before weaving through the crowd, jaw clenched. she barely knew your friend, didn’t care to, really. she wouldn’t even be out of bed right now if it were up to her, more than happy to be curled up under the covers with you, watching mamma mia back to back before switching to your personal favorites—until the two of you inevitably dozed off.

but no.

you just had to have plans. just had to drag her to some bullshit party for a friend jetting off to europe to “find the woman of her life.”

sophia cursed under her breath, her usually calm composure cracking as frustration simmered beneath her skin. her hands itched—aching to grab ahold of you, to pull you against her and make sure every single person here knew you weren’t up for grabs.

the flashing, colorful lights of the room made everything simultaneously too bright and too dim, disorienting her as she searched. the pulse of the music did nothing to drown out the growing sense of urgency clawing up her spine.

she should’ve never let you out of her sight—oh, there you are.

sophia could feel it creeping in—the sharp, insidious burn of jealousy sinking its claws into her chest, wrapping tight around her ribs like a vice for the second time that week.

surrounded by a cluster of women, all too eager to lean in, to bat their lashes, to laugh a little too loudly at something you’d said—something that, knowing you, probably wasn’t even that funny. yet there they were, hanging onto every word, eyes lingering a little too long, bodies angled a little too close.

her jaw clenched.

her vision blurred at the edges, tinted green with something she refused to name, but it propelled her forward before she could think twice, her feet carrying her straight to you, drawn in like gravity itself had shifted. 

she slipped through the crowd with practiced ease, a mask of indifference settling over her features like second nature—calm, cool, unreadable. but beneath the surface? she was nothing but raw chaos.

without a word, her fingers curled around the fabric of your shirt, tugging you back, away from them, to her. her hands moved instinctively, slipping over yours, guiding them down, redirecting—staking claim.

she flattened your palms against her waist, holding them there, her body pressing into yours like she needed you closer. always.

“want your two hands on me at all times, baby.” sophia's voice was a low murmur, silk-smooth and deliberate as she tilted her head back, lips just barely grazing your cheek before trailing toward your ear, a slow, teasing whisper meant for you—but performed for the lingering eyes around you.

“and if you let go, better put ‘em right back fast.” her grip on your hands tightened, guiding them to press firmer against her waist, as if daring you to even think about moving them away. her fingers curled around yours, possessive, a silent command to stay put. her heart pounded, a steady rhythm against your skin. 

"want your two hands on me.” like my life needs saving, she’d have dared utter if she wasn’t too lost in the way your breath hitched, fingers twitching against hers.

and maybe it did.

she leaned in closer, lips just barely brushing the shell of your ear, her breath warm and slow, sending shivers down your spine. “let ‘em all know.”

her hand ghosted back, fingers featherlight as they traced along your jaw before tilting your chin up just enough to meet her gaze, dark and unreadable.

“can you do it like that?”

masterlist.

— please do not repost, copy, translate, or take from my work in any way without permission. thank you! xx

[forsaken-headcanons]

Hallo! Got some hcs for C00lkidd, Bluudud, and Pr3ttyPriincess

-C00l’s fav artist is FeMtanyl! He likely shouldn’t be listening to those type of songs but he loves it without understanding what the lyrics mean or in some songs, what the artist is even saying

^His fav songs are PUSH YOUR T3MPER, NASTYWERRK, and WORLDWID3(the artist makes her song titles all cap)

-Bluu really likes Mother Mother and Glass Animals

^Favs are All the Hayloft songs: Hayloft, Hayloft II and the mashup(Mother Mother)and The Other side of Paraside(Glass Animals)

-Pr3tty varies mostly, she would once love Sabrina Carpenter, then move on too Melanie Martinez, then move on to Chappell Roan but as of now, She’s a Marina fan! She does have a fav song from every artist she listens too

^Her fav songs are Thumb( Sabrina), HOTTOGO( Chappell), Gingerbread Man and Pity Party(Melanie) and Primadonna and Bubblegum Bitch(Marina)

-Preforsaken, All three of them would go to each others houses, and their parents(and guardian for pr3tty)technically had 3 children but got full custody of one

-Pr3tty would mostly stay at c00l’s or bluu’s house rather than her own. There’s relatives taking care of her but she doesn’t really know them all that well

-C00l collected things and is a bit of a hoarder. His room is a terrible mess and things that should’ve be in his room and that aren’t his too begin with

-They all have different interests in shows but…Object shows. Like they really like BFDI and TPOT(I haven’t never watched either so idk the acronym…hope I’m correct!)

-They are like frenemies to each other. The 3 bicker a lot and see the other as annoying or smth but are very much inseparable and know each other the most rather than the other killers (I mean ofc they do)

-Pr3tty has and uses glitter gel pens to draw and write! She loves things glittery! She’s like a crow lol

-Bluu, despite using a lollipop, he’s not into sweets, if anything he’s sweet repulsed! He’s a sour loving guy by heart

-C00l has the best spice tolerance out of all the killers(damn imagine a 10 year old being able to eat a spicy pepper but not you 😔) while bluu can eat lemons, if he wanted too. Just like, if he wanted to, he’ll lick a lemon and barely react

- I don’t think any of them had died to get into forsaken, rather they had freak accidents they caused (Basically they fucked around and they found out by being forsaken)

^Pr3tty got forsakened after trying to cook something for a tea party—that had to go so well, the relative came to a burnt down house and a child missing

^^C00l was playing around and may have been too reckless and gotten forsaken with a THUD(prolly fell off something like the swing or smth)

^^^Bluu got way too close to a dog…a very mean big dog that is. He was bitten and tackled then forsakened

-They have this one survivor that they want OUT of the forsaken realm. They want them GONE and away from the rounds

^Pr3tty hates Two time(they look crazy and high wtf), C00l hates Shed and the other sentinels( they keep attacking him for just playing tag bro😔) and Bluu hates Chance(Bro has NOT donated yet)

-C00l is VERY confused as to why his dad doesn’t help him and lets those other MEANIES keep shooting at him and attacking him

-You know those milestone skins for c00lkidd? I believe that they with the milestone skin represents C00lkidd coming into terms with what he’s doing…he realizes he’s not playing tag anymore..that’s he’s been hurting others… why he gets attacked, and why his dad can’t save him.

^Feel like the same thing happens too Pr3tty and Bluu, where Bluu realizes first, cause is the oldest and C00l realizes last cause he’s the youngest

Aaand That’s a wrap! Got nothing else I wanna say!

Hope you have a good day!

Hehe…and hi mod…cheek…hehe…/silly

*tiptoes away in an evil silly manner*

FEMTANYL MENTIONED FEMTANYL MENTIONED!!! GUYS FEMTANYL MENTIONED IM SO JOYOUS HEELLOOO ahem. Each kiddo hating one specific survivor is so funny. Bluudud just wants his money from chance bro </3

[yunwangja]

sooo... haikyuu boys as long distance bfs headcanons what r u thinkinggg. (tbh anyone js PLS include hinata im so down badddd) IDEK IF U TAKE REQUESTS IM SORRY i js had dis thought

ur wish is my command !!! okay here are my own hq headcanons. note that this is what i just imagine in my head, idk if i’ll be out of character at some point. also, this is like a city-away type of long distance okay? lol!

i hope you guys like it !!!

i’ll start with 3 characters (which are all from karasuno) but i will make other parts! if u guys want to request a character just comment them down or send an ask <3

i excluded kuroo and kageyama because you can read my completed smaus to know #marketing

hq: long distance bf headcanons

hinata, tsukishima, sugawara

hinata shoyo

u guys bonded over a common interest online and would meet up w e/o occasionally

was completely unaware of what was going on before you got together

when you confessed on chat he had a big question mark on his head. “wait” “what?” “that was flirting?”

he’d always think of u as a best friend but after thinking about it when u confessed, he realized what he felt for you. “let’s date then! that’s what we should do, right?”

such a cutie bf! a golden retriever bf.

he’d ask bf tips from ryu, his “successful senpai” and ofc i think u know how that would go

on your first monthsary he surprised you and shipped a box of goodies and some couple items (a shirt, a bracelet, and a cap) with as per ryu’s advice of course.

since u guys are long distance you occasionally meet up for dates at least once every month. and it’s ALWAYS something productive.

there’s just always an activity. he always makes it a point to make the most our of the quality time you have together!

if both of you are too lazy to think he’ll just teach you volleyball lol

was so nervous to start being physically affectionate with you. esp since u guys don’t meet up a lot. he was SHAKING when he first held your hand. AND HE WAS SO FLUSHED WHEN YOU GUYS WALKED HAND IN HAND IN PANIC IM CRYING JUST THINKING ABOUT IT

once you got comfortable being affectionate he was such a soft boy and a yearner!!!! he started to really enjoy getting pats from you and getting complimented.

after a match, whether it was practice or official, he would flood you with messages on how it went and would always wait for when you’re available to call!

calls you “babi”. like literally, ba-bi. he thinks it’s cute.

love language is sending you tiktoks, making you do couple tiktoks with him, and scrolling on tiktok while you guys are cuddling on the couch.

loves to discuss “what if” scenarios with you. literally things like “what if we met rihanna while eating at subway” (yeah like thats possible)

not that he overthinks but he’s just always asks you why you like him. more like, curiosity. because sometimes he be just analyzing volleyball matches and you think he’s hot. he wonders why you think that way.

he just constantly wonders what you found in him to like him romantically. maybe because before getting feelings for you, he was just very focused on his own goals.

R U GETTING ME??? like i think it wouldve been hard for him to think of himself as romantically attractive esp at the beginning

he’s very thankful that u think that way though !!! he always gives u the credit when it comes to being where the two of u are now

nonetheless though, as the two of you spend more time and be completely part of each other’s lives, he is happy to have you and loves you really well

tsukishima kei

u guys met at a concert one day and connected online. he asked for ur ig because u looked cute (he didnt say that of course)

i think that if he’s in a rs and ur his gf, there’s a side that only you could see.

there are ways he would act with you in private that he wouldnt dare do when anybody else is around. just like being very intimate or sincere (lol)

but he will still let everybody know you’re his gf. when u meet up he’d put his waist around you all the time and give guys around you a glare

he rarely posts pics of you two together. it’s mostly just YOU.

he has pics of the two of you of course but he never shows it to anyone except you, he thinks its a “for our eyes only” type of thing.

i don’t think he’d be a jealous bf though. he just likes to intimidate them, and just setting his place lol

when he confessed he FLOODED u with messages like “okay don’t over react.” “i like you.” “i don’t expect anything, just do what you want.” “don’t make a big deal of this, okay?” “yams told me it was but it’s not.” “so just don’t, okay?”

just imagine how he was when you said you felt the same LMAO he almost dropped his phone!

he used to hate video calls but learned to love them because of you because he’d rather see your face than just chat you

he’s competitive. especially with roasts. he loves to roast you then you try to fight back but he never backs down. both of you never take it seriously though, it’s a love language

loves to send you playlists or songs that he likes during the time

dates are very much chill, mostly just going to a cafe or such. he says travelling is already tiring so he doesnt want to do something that requires lots of energy

(he is very motivated when he commutes for a date with you though)

you guys like to go to concerts too, but he insists always getting a reserved seat (and not standing) because it’s such a hassle.

he doesnt tell you but a dream date of his for the both of you is a roadtrip. he wants to drive you somewhere a bit far, but he’ll bring it up soon when he can actually do that already lol

he also has a personality of just randomly going to your city if he misses you too much

he’ll just call you and ask you to check outside ur window and he’s there holding up some snacks.

“hurry up its getting cold”

this happens mostly during night though

the train station always closes on him so he just stays over til the morning (it was his grand plan all along)

a very good listener. whenever you go to him and share a problem, first thing he asks is, “do you want me to cheer you up or give you advice?”

i think it’s like a thing he does because if you really need more empathy (bc he can be bad at showing it sometimes?) he’ll really focus his energy on doing that, but if you want him to help, he’ll do that instead.

it’s his way of trying to understand and take care of u better!

sugawara koushi

(read faultline, it’s my ongoing smau thank you)

now with suga i’d like to think there was intention RIGHT from the start.

u guys met through a common friend! suga saw you in one of your pictures with them and got curious.

ur friend told u and ur like okay gimme his ig ;) you did NOT care that he was from another city and you’d probably be long distance.

after weeks of talking he wanted to confess properly in person, so he asked you out and officially got together!

N-E-WAY he is just a gentleman a big green flag <3

he cant see you every single day BUT he promised that every friday, he would go to your city and pick you up after univ/work. like ALWAYS. he made it a point to see you every week and he has never failed.

HE CALLS YOU DARLING!

he loves pinching your cheeks and ruffling your hair

he gets along really well with your friends, too

when he gets to tag along at hang outs he is such a good talker but he secretly flirts with you and you always tell him to shut up

my point is he has a duality. and its crazy

my man believes in enthusiastic consent. at the start of ur relationship he would always ask you, “is it okay for me to do this?” when doing something new with you

u know during ur first kiss he asked u that and u were like, “please, don’t ask me again the next time.”

one thing he doesnt ask permission with though is doing video calls. it’s just a given to him that every night he’ll call you. you’ll most probably pick up

ofc if u dont its no biggy lol what i mean is just it’s an automatic thing for him to do once he’s done with his day

he loves watching movies! you’d party stream a movie online then discuss them and really analyze everything lol

he loves going on museum dates or the like when you both have the time. he loves going to explore new things and getting to know more about… stuff… with you! (LOL I KINDA LOST IT THERE)

kinda a worrier! but he just always needs reassurance that ur fine

laughs at you when ur mad because he thinks you’re cute! when it’s not anything serious and you frown, he always finds it adorable

ready to RIOT when someone hurts you ! he becomes a different person when it comes to that

if someone did you wrong he is cold and unforgiving. u r lowkey scared urself but you’re also not coz he’s ur man and YES GO SUGA! (ok im sorry my inner voices)

a planner. when you got in a comfortable, secure place in ur rs he started discussing his future and how you fit into it

he always asks what you think, and its never an unpleasant or pressuring conversation

part of that is when u get married he wants to invest in a house at the countryside so you guys can grow old together there <3 so cute

[tomriddlehyperfixataion]

The Diary of Tom Riddle- Diary! Tom Riddle x Reader - P3

pairing: Tom riddle x Fem reader

warnings: Horcruxes, Manipulation, Tom being Tom, side effects of being possessed.

summary: 16-year-old (y/n) finds a mysterious black book on the floor of after it slips out of Ginny Weasleys caldron, curious, she picks it up and keeps it-which leads to one thing after another and discovers the book is far more than it seems.

-Part 1- -Part 2- -Part 4-

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Thankfully, as she woke up, (y/n) hadn't moved from her bed throughout the night. She sighed and slowly sat up, rubbing her face, drawing back the curtains of her bed, seeing her roommates all up and getting dressed for the day. It was a Sunday, so it was Hogsmeade day for years 3 and up.

Hogsmeade sounded fun.

(y/n) looked at the diary and grabbed it, popping open her ink well and grabbing her quill, flipping open a book to the now blank page she’d been writing in the night before.

“Morning Tom.”

Tom took a moment to respond, her ink disappearing into the page as his elegant scrawl appeared in its place.

‘Good morning (y/n), did you sleep well?’

“yes I did, thankfully. Woke up where I should be too, in my bed.”

‘Very good. Are you feeling better?’

“yeah, much better, thank you. Im going to go to Hogsmeade today, would you like to come with?”

‘Well, I wouldn’t be able to do much, would I?’

(y/n) hummed in thought, Tom had a point, as he could only see what she wrote/illustrated in the book.

“good point, but I could maybe bring you to the bookstore there and get some ink you’d like?”

‘I don’t eat the ink (y/n)’

“not what I meant but that’s a very funny visual thank you.”

(y/n) giggled to herself, imagining the book eating the ink instead of just absorbing it to write back to her.

“I meant like, would you like some fancy ink? I saved up some money from my allowance and can get some good ink from the store if you would prefer it?”

‘How…generous of you, (y/n)’

“thank you :)”

Tom took a very long moment to respond, as if he was thinking long and hard about her offer. Finally, after a few minutes, he wrote back-though he did so while (y/n) was getting dressed for her outing to Hogsmeade, putting on an oversized sweater for maximum comfort.

‘I suppose it couldn’t hurt if you brought the diary along, I certainly don’t mind good inks to write with, I myself was never able to afford more than the most basic brands.’

(y/n) tilted her head a bit, a smile growing on her face. Tom was opening up to her a bit! Okay-play it cool-don’t overreact.

“aww really?”

‘I don’t need your pity (y/n)’

Oops.

“not pity! Im sorry! Just…idk”

‘What in the merlin does ‘idk’ mean?’

“Oh-I don’t know-its an abbreviation.”

‘Why don’t you just write ‘I don’t know’, it’s not hard?’

“idk, just easier.”

She felt like she could hear him sigh, which made her giggle and she finished getting dressed before writing to him again.

“okay okay, im going to go eat, ill be back to grab you before everyone heads out to Hogsmeade.”

Tom didn’t respond so (y/n) closed the diary and put it back on her bedside table, capping her ink well and cleaning her quill before leaving her room, heading out to the great hall for breakfast.

-

Hogsmeade, thankfully, took the rest of the events from the night before off (y/n)’s mind as she went from store to store, starting at the book store and writing down ink brands and types to Tom, who eventually picked out a non-expensive India ink, but it was definitely more costly than the usual ink she got.

She closed the diary and put it back in her bag, taking the new ink to the front and buying it, the shopkeep wrapping it in paper and then giving it to her in a paper bag.

She counted how much money she had left as she walked down the main path of the village, nodding to herself as she pocketed the coins. She had enough to do someday after Halloween candy shopping.

She hopped straight into Honeydukes, where loads of other students were buying their own discounted candy, and quickly got some candies that were under the discount.

Including a bag of candy corn, and it was the type made in shop-which was even better.

“What is it with you and candy corn (n/n)?” one of her friends that had accompanied her to Hogsmeade asked teasingly, attempting to steal one of the candies (y/n) had bought.

“It’s good!” (y/n) defended the candy, holding the box to her chest. She knew candy corn wasn’t a worldly liked candy-but it was hers and her dad's favorite, so it not only tasted good to her, but it also was nostalgic.

(y/n)’s friend snickered, taking a caramel apple lollipop from (y/n)’s bag full of discounted Halloween candy. (y/n) rolled her eyes, the two catching up with the rest of their friends, hanging out at the three broomsticks for a while before heading back to the castle.

Upon getting back to her dorm room, (y/n) poured out the candy onto her bed and spread it out, sorting it and eating a few pieces here and there as she separated the chocolates from the hard candies, and the lollipops from the taffy.

She took out the diary and the new well of ink, opening the wax around it and setting it aside, testing the ink on her actual notebook before writing to Tom.

“back from Hogsmeade! Using the new ink as well :)”

‘I can tell, it’s far smoother than the ink you were using before.’

“I’m glad you like it! I also got a lot of candy from honeydukes, they were having a day after Halloween sale, I got nearly 5 pounds of candy for one galleon.”

‘Sweet tooth?’

“big one.”

(y/n) smiled brightly as she continued her conversation with Tom, which turned to her asking Tom what his favorite candy was…is.

‘I haven't tried much candy if I must be honest, though I do like treacle tarts.’

“yum, those are pretty good”

“great now Im craving treacle tart thanks Tom.”

‘You’re welcome, (y/n)’

­-

(y/n) happily painted on some Slytherin green and silver face paint onto her cheeks, today was the first quidditch game of the year, and the Slytherin team had gotten a new seeker-the spoiled as fuck Draco Malfoy, who everyone knew bribed his way in but he still wasn’t a terrible flyer-and brand new brooms.

The whole Slytherin house was excited, ready to win the first match of the season against Gryffindor, since they hadn’t won a game against Gryffindor since Harry Potter joined the team the year before.

“You almost ready (y/n)?!” her friend called from the bathroom as she herself finished her makeup.

“Yeah!” (y/n) said, hopping to her feet after pulling away from her desk mirror. “I’m all done!” she wrapped a scarf around her neck and hooked her arm with her friends and they all went down to the quidditch pitch together, the roar of excitement already humming through the stands.

The game started quickly after that and it was exciting! The Slytherins were walloping the Gryffindors easily-quickly overtaking them 90-30. (y/n) whistled and cheered for her team, throwing her fists into the air with each score. “Woah what the fuck?!” she heard her friend suddenly exclaim and (y/n) turned to see where she was looking, her brows furrowing as a bludger began to deliberately chase Harry Potter.

“Is that a rouge bludger??” (y/n) said, her lip curling in confusion. “What the hell they’re like-impossible to tamper??” (y/n) and her friend stopped paying attention to the game as a whole, watching in near horror as Harry was chased around by a bludger.

The Weasley twins tried to bat it away from him but it kept coming back.

“that’s not good-we should tell a teacher-“ (y/n) stuttered, turning to head off the stands, maybe catch Madam Hooch’s attention and stop the game before someone got hurt. (y/n)’s friend nodded and followed her through the crowd of Slytherins and down the stands.

Just as they reached Madam Hooch, the bludger had slammed into Harry’s arm as he reached for the snitch and he hit the dirt soon after; though he had the snitch in hand, Gryffindor had won the game. “Oh shit,” (y/n) muttered under her breath, looking at Harrys very broken arm, as Madam Hooch blew the whistle, ending the game.

The Weasley twins somehow caught the tampered bludger, getting it back into the box and locking it down. Madam Hooch instantly saw to it, and while that all happened-the idiot Lockhart…erm…mended Harry’s arm.

“Ew,” (y/n) muttered as her friend gagged at the rubber look Harry’s arm had taken. Lockhart hadn’t mended shit; he’d removed Harry’s bones!

“That is so nasty,” (y/n)’s friend muttered, and (y/n) nodded in agreement, heading back to the castle after Headmaster Dumbledore told everyone the match was over and to head back to the castle while Harry, and any other injured players, went to Madam Pomfrey.

“Gotta be honest, Gryffindor deserved that win, I mean-odds stacked against them, with those new brooms and that bloody bludger, they won. Shame Potter’s arm got broken for it though.” (y/n)’s friend ranted as they walked back to the common room, (y/n) nodding in agreement. “I have to wonder who tampered the bludger? I mean Madam Hooch checks them right before the game, and if it wasn’t tampered then, how could’ve someone hexed it within the minutes before the game began?”

(y/n) shrugged as her friend continued to rant. “Maybe someone tampered with it mid-game? Because it wasn’t doing it at first, if it was tampered with before the game-it would’ve gone after Harry straight away? Wouldn’t it?” (y/n) suggested, walking into the common room after several other students and her friend nodded, tapping her chin.

“That does sound logical, though I’m not sure how or why anyone would do that, I mean-he’s just a 12-year-old kid? Who’d want to charm a bloody iron magic ball to hurt him?” (y/n) shrugged in response to her friend's rhetorical question.

“Someone fucked up,” (y/n) answered anyway and her friend sighed, the two entering their dorm room. Her friend went to wipe the Slytherin-themed makeup off her face while (y/n) went to her bed and grabbed the diary.

“Potter almost got killed by a bludger at the quidditch match today.”

(y/n) could almost feel the sense of ‘!!?!?!’ from Tom as he hurriedly wrote back to her.

‘Who starts a conversation like that? also what? how? I never liked Quidditch but I’m sure those Quidditch gear chests are impossible to get into?’

“that’s what I said, I think someone jinxed it mid game because it wasn’t going after him at first.”

‘How odd. And it was going after Potter specifically?’

“yeah! Only him, the Weasley twins kept batting it away from him but it would go right back after Potter. Its really weird.”

‘I cannot tell you it isn’t, because it is very odd.’

“yeah”

(y/n) perked up as her friend came back out of the bathroom. “I’m going to go get lunch, you coming?” her friend asked and (y/n) nodded.

“Yeah, lemme just wash my face,” (y/n) said, looking back down at the diary and telling Tom she had to go, setting the book down on the bedside table and going into the bathroom to wash her face.

-

(y/n) woke up very late that night, a ringing in her ears as she opened her eyes, feeling kinda nauseous. She groaned lightly, realizing she’d fallen off her bed, her head pounding as she attempted to get up, pressing her palms to her eyes as they ached.

“What the fuck,” she muttered, rubbing her face. She’d never fallen off her bed before, but considering the odd dream she had-she wasn’t surprised. She eventually got to her feet after the nausea had passed and climbed back into bed, yawning.

She laid back down, but couldn’t get back to sleep. Her mind kept going back to that odd dream. She had been walking through the halls of Hogwarts, at what seemed to be a late hour, and went into one of the bathrooms and…spoke a strange language-a hissing language, and the…sink had come apart??? After that she woke up, having fallen off her bed mid weird dream.

She huffed and drew the curtains around her bed, grabbing her wand, the diary, and her quill. “Lumos,” (y/n) murmured and the tip of her wand began to glow and she opened the diary, flipping through pages and pages of notes, and doodles.

She dipped her quill and began to write to Tom.

“I fell out of my bed,”

‘And why is that so important to tell me? It’s late I’m sure, you should be asleep.’

“you’re right but I cant get back to sleep, I had a weird dream and woke up after falling out of my bed, which ive never done”

“or at least I havent done since I was a kid?”

‘Interesting. What was your dream about if I may ask?’

(y/n) wrote down what she remembered from the dream, and then added a small detail she hadn’t realized till now.

“it felt like I was having an out of body experience, or like I was watching through someone elses eyes? You get what I mean?”

‘I suppose I do, though im sure there’s nothing to worry about, everyone has odd dreams sometimes.’

“have you ever had an odd dream?”

‘Yes, I’m not divulging that information though, you’ll tease me relentlessly about it.’

“no I wont!”

(y/n) huffed as Tom didn’t respond, and she could imagine the expression of ‘sure you wont’ on his face. She wished she knew wha the looked like…wait maybe she could find him in the gallery! He did say he was a prefect in his time, maybe there was a picture somewhere of the 1942-1943 prefects.

“you’re no fun.”

‘Go to sleep (y/n),’

“fiiiine, goodnight Tom.”

‘Goodnight, (y/n)’

-

“A first year got petrified?!” (y/n) asked in a hushed tone, her eyes wide as she gripped her friend's hand tightly as they walked to breakfast Monday morning.

“Yeah, apparently it happened Saturday night, or well, early Sunday morning if you think about it that way-but Professor Dumbledore found him in the middle of the night-just-stone still, petrified.” (y/n)’s friend rambled and (y/n) frowned, squeezing her friend’s hand tighter.

Early Sunday morning…she’d had that weird dream and fell out of her bed Sunday morning.

“What time did the first year get petrified?” (y/n) asked and her friend shrugged.

“Dunno, I’m only telling you what I heard from the grapevine, all I know is Sunday morning, a first year got petrified.” (y/n) huffed nervously in response, swallowing harshly, that weird feeling of paranoia returning to her gut.

Just a coincidence, just a coincidence. It had to be; besides, she’d just fallen out of her bed this time, she hadn’t sleepwalked, she hadn’t even left her dorm room.

…right?

-

“I’m leaving.” (y/n) huffed as dumbass Lockhart came onto the long dueling stage that was set up lengthwise in the great hall, replacing the house tables. Her friend grabbed her arm as she attempted to escape, tugging her towards the edge of the stage-making them be front and center.

“Oh, come on (y/n)~ it’ll be fun!” her friend said cheerfully, she’d didn’t understand why (y/n)…disliked ‘Professor’ Lockhart, even thinking he was hot.

It was one of the few things (y/n) vehemently disagreed with her on.

“it’ll be cringe as fuck that’s what it’ll be.” (y/n) grumbled, crossing her arms as she pouted. She expected maybe Professor Flitwick to be the head of the dueling club, but noooo it had to be the obvious fake Lockhart.

Though-Professor Snape had agreed to…help Lockhart in a demonstration, and that, was going to be fun.

(y/n) couldn’t help the peal of laughter that came from her as Snape sent Lockhart across the dueling stage, her friend gasping as Lockhart landed with a thump. “Is he okay?” her friend asked and (y/n) just snickered with the rest of the Slytherin members of the club.

“Who cares? That was funny.” (y/n) chuckled, smirking as her friend gave her a glare. After that everyone got paired into groups, Lockhart nearly putting the little 1st and 2nd years with the 5th and 6th years attending, Snape correcting that mistake and putting (y/n) against a fellow 6th-year Slytherin, though (y/n) hardly knew his name.

“Remember, disarm only!” Lockhart said and (y/n) rolled her eyes, bowing her to dueling partner with her wand at her side and then holding it out in front of her, her other arm over her head for balance.

The dueling began moments later, and spells shot out of their wands every other moment. (y/n) began with the disarming charm, expelliarmus, but her opponent blocked it and returned with a Stupefy. (y/n) went to block but it felt like she wasn’t in control of herself anymore, she stepped to the side-avoiding the spell-and held out her wand in a grip that wasn’t her own.

“Relashio!” With a wave of her wand her dueling opponent was forced to drop their wand and then (y/n) twirled her wand again. “Depulso!” A blast of white magic flew towards her dueling opponent and they flew back, hitting the ground with a loud thud.

There was an intense satisfaction that ran deep in her bones for a split moment, and an odd feeling to finish her opponent off-but that quickly went away and (y/n) pocketed her wand, rushing over to her dueling partner. “Are you okay?” (y/n) asked, offering her hand and her dueling partner chuckled painfully, rubbing their lower back as she helped them stand.

“I’m okay-that was wicked casting though,” (y/n) only nodded in response, licking her teeth as the dueling groups were stopped, a green haze in the air from the dueling 2nd years. She began to leave the great hall as Potter and Malfoy began to duel, only stopping when she heard a strange hissing coming from the stage.

She turned, the hissing sounding too familiar, coming from Potter as he…hissed at a black snake? Her ears began to ring, her vision going a bit blurry as she stared at Potter, the boy hissing at the snake before Snape destroyed it.

What the fuck?

That was the same hissing she’d heard in her dream on Sunday.

-end of p3-

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[kiddiewrites]

I'll break every bone in your body while naning them pt.1

A story of an army doctor... and how they learn to take your strength into account.

Ok, im so so so sooooo sorry for not updating, life has been chaos lately but but but i bring to you a tiny story about the time someone tried to fuck around and found out.

Platonic!T.F.141 x reader, Minor Injuries , bit of OOC T.F. 141, pining!reader, Sexual Harassment (they get what they deserve), Not proofread

MASTERLIST

So medic!reader who’s all sunshine and cutey and nice, all soft curves and chubby cheeks and soft giggles but… strong. Like FREAKISHLY strong, there’s a reason your threat to Johnny wasn’t taken lightly by the others, they’ve seen you and they KNOW that you absolutely will do it.

What happened? Well it went like this: 

One of the rare night’s out where you’re allowed a tiny leave you went to the pub with the guys, them being a little reluctant to you being there but at the end won over by puppy eyes and a promised first round. 

We ALL know that civilian clothes do wonders for the boys, not really their usual outfits but …

GOOOOOD 

The black jeans hugging Ghost’s powerful thighs and the deep gray loose hoodie (god knows where he got it cause… THAT’S a BIG MAN)covering almost every inch of skin. His blonde hair covered by a black cap with a few tufts peeking out of it, his face covered by a black surgical mask along with his black combat boots already making him look as his usually sexy scary self. Not that you were looking…

Johnny wore khaki shorts and mountain trainers (why? Idk he looks like a guy who would do it uwu specially if it’s cold af) A loose white t-shirt, though “loose” it’s a mild way to put it… The man is built like a tank (he has massive pillowy strong titties, fight me) so the shirt expands across his well formed chest, letting the fabric drop over his stomach. And don’t even get me started on the way the sleeves FIGHT to stay in one piece, his arms are almost the size of your face, his biceps bulging with every flex aaaand maybe stoooop staring.

Kyle decided on a bit more of a soft approach, dark blue jeans that seemed a bit too tight but not as intense as Ghost’s but still it was a nice view from the back, the light brown sweater he had on concealed a bit of the muscles he had built over the years, Key Word: A bit. The sweater bulged over the muscles of his arms and hugged his toned chest in every perfect way. Along with his freshly groomed mustache and beard… Kyle was a vision; the warm energy he exuded was enough to send your head spinning in the most delicious way.

The captain had a navy blue t-shirt, his strong arms making it seem tighter than intended, although not as tight as Johnny’s, the small pudge of belly hanging beautifully over his dark blue jeans, the dark brown belt and trainer boots tying it all together. His mutton chops recently groomed making him look even hotter than he already is (I swear to GOD Price has me on a chokehold 😍 Such a fine MAN 🤤) 

Walking down the road to the jeep issued for your unit, you missed the glances headed your way from the boys, a cute warm baby pink sweater exposing your neckline and some of your shoulders, the cleavage stopping just right above your chest line, sleeves rolled up a bit to prevent them from getting in the way, tight ripped clear blue jeans paired with pink converse make you look even younger than you were, your (h/c) pulled back a bit just enough to get the hair out of your face by pins with a few strands falling from them. The boys knew that you’re a beautiful girl, seeing you in the more laid back outfit without the military issued uniform had them quickly looking away when you turned to look at them.

You took the middle seat with Kyle and Johnny by your sides, Simon climbed in at the copilot seat and the captain was driving. The drive to the pub was calm with a small talk with Kyle about the type of music you both enjoyed, Johnny joined in the conversation every now and then , Price smiled a bit at the sight of you getting along better with the team and even felt his grip on the wheel loosen a bit but he knew it was only temporary. Simon tried really hard to maintain his eyes on the road but his eyes couldn’t help but to deviate to the rear view mirror where he had a perfect view of your jean clad legs, the fat of your thighs relaxing against the hard seat of the jeep making it really hard for him to tear his eyes away.

However Simon was not the only one to notice the soft edges of your body moving and jiggling with the movement of the truck

Johnny had his arm placed around your headrest and everytime he turned to join the conversation he felt his side squishing you and it felt so good, the urge to just hug you by the waist and bury his head in your pretty tummy was…  Intense

He was known to be some sort of a flirt and had a very friendly way with people, but lately he was being a bit short with you. You attributed it to the stress of the missions so when the opportunity came to take some sort of leave you took the chance, much to the starting annoyance of the team. They still treated you kindly but it was kind of disheartening.

When you arrived at the pub Kyle helped you down the van and offered his arm for you to take - Such a gentleman, Sarge.- You smiled up at him and took his arm into yours,  your other hand resting over it. Your chest pressing against his arm was so soft and so warm, he felt himself blush as he smiled back at you.

Once inside it seemed like they had a designated table, the bartender smiled up at them and wave them at a tabla at the back -I’ll be right there boys!- a cute smile adorning his features he seemed well acquainted with them

John thanked him and led the way to the table with Simon and Johnny following behind both you and Kyle announced you were going for the drinks. The guys shouted back at you what they wanted and you headed up to the bar.

As you were walking a sudden slap at your booty had you wiping your head so fast Kyle thought you might snap your neck. It was all so sudden so you didn’t had the chance to pinpoint who the bastard was, but Kyle did.

An older man with obviously a lot to drink laughed loudly at your face along with his friends, Kyle immediately went up to grab him but the friends of the other men had you surrounded in a matter of moments.

-What’s tha matta, soldier boy? Yer net gonna tell me that fat ass wasn made to be slap’d aroun’ aren’t ya?-

If the look full of fury didn’t kill the man the right hook to the chin must definitely brought him to the edge of it. Thanks to the booze the friends of the drunk man had little time to react before they realized it wasn’t the man that threw the first punch…

It was you…

The strength of your punch was enough for the man to just fall to the ground with a Thump and gave enough time for the rest of your squad to get to where you were at.

The way you looked at the man had him scared enough to try and run away. Emphasis on "Try"

Simon grabbed the man by his collar and picked him up, you couldn’t really make out what he was saying, given that one of the drunk friends tried to lounge at you.

To their utter surprise they saw you fling that man over your head and into the ground nearly hitting his head against the edge of the table

- By all means, keep doing something stupid. Im begging you to give me the excuse -...

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[winnie-wine]

Minish cap thoughts part 6

and then im going to bed lmao

In the cavern you fight gleerok in, there's carvings of it on the back walls

When you use a treestump portal, Link bounces off of some mushrooms. When you use a rock portal, he bounces on these gems, which don't look that comfortable to land on.

When he uses a giant pot, though, he bounces on clovers! All the things within the minish portals are green, I've noticed. Interesting. I also noticed some strange things about the sanctuary.

Image: Left: Melari's saying "The sanctuary is a strange realm, trapped between two worlds." Right: Melari saying "IT is the bridge between the Minish world and the human world." Melari describes the sanctuary as a an in-between type of realm, which is interesting because in the four swords games, it's not really an in between realm, it's just like. A courtyard in the castle, that they can walk into. But when the door to the minish realm is closed, can you still access it?

I also had a moment where I was like "WAIT! It's not the FOUR SWORD sanctuary yet? So why?" and checking the game's script, yeah it's not. It's the elemental sanctuary, or rather just 'the sanctuary.'

Image: Dialogue from Ezlo saying "Nobody in the castle seems able to see it but you and me..."

Maybe????????

Idk. iirc, this room that Link is in is the last room in the last cutscene, right before Ezlo closes the gate, meaning THIS is as far as a hylian can go. So how is the sanctuary accessible later in the timeline?

Sidenote: This is in the fucking BASEMENT of Hyrule castle. How the FUCK is there grass. And the sanctuary where the sword is in the four swords games, IS OUTSIDE. in the time after the events of the swords forging, was the castle above razed somehow and the royal family moved to a different castle and the capital followed them, leaving the sanctuary exposed? The sanctuary is implied to be sealed off, therefore the sword within it, until the next time the minish realm is accessible, so how did it move to a place where the future zeldas and links can access it? Or is every four sword game ever set on a 100 year interval where it comes back into this realm?

LU interjection: Four is every four sword game Link, so there's two possible explanations. Maybe since the sanctuary is the bridge, they can access the bridge still, but not the minish realm that the bridge leads to. This would imply that both sides can meet on the bridge, so yay! Four gets to catch up with Ezlo. The other possibility is that he forged the Four Sword, which lets be real is a sword that instantly drives you mad even without the headcanon that Four is a Pacific rim Drifting style four way group project, even just reconciling an adventure's worth of four sets of memories would be. Not great. So, since LU involves time travel, perhaps the goddesses saw what the sword does and were like "That's an effective solution. Not. Not a great one. But effective" and decided to inflict that on literally nobody else, so everytime the four sword is needed, they time travel the same fucking guy to draw it. So then to be even funnier, sometime after MC, FS, and FSA, maybe before or after LU, he is drawn to before his hyrule's history to forge/wield the picori blade. Bc let's be real. Hero of Man? Who the fuck is that guy?

Also, "the way between the minish and hylians closes" is... really interesting considering minish like. Live in tangible locations in Hyrule. Is there a minish realm and those guys are immigrants to our world? Is it that kids can no longer see them bc they occupy the same location but exist on another level of reality? idk.

Image: Dog talking to Link

Minish Link can talk to animals. So he CAN communicate with cats, but in this game, they're just assholes. I know people are like "all cats are assholes" but i have two, both of whom are absolute lap cats, and one of whom runs to hide in specifically MY bed when she's scared, so i disagree.

Image: symbol on the ground looks like a purple six-slice hexagon pizza I don't have any particular thoughts about this panel, just that purple was an odd choice that sticks out a LOT in the otherwise green/blue color palette, and that this is a SIX figured symbol, which. I guess it's not the FOUR sword sanctuary yet, is it? So there's no reason for it to be four. Might be symbolism from the war the Hero of Men fought with the picori blade in, in the prologue.

[haveihitanerve]

Jingle Boys Pt4: 

(29:44)

Hot DAMN its been a minute, so sorry to keep yall waiting ik you care very very much about these rambles of mine detailing what happens in the video you watch(lol right ofc waiting anxiously every day on the edges of ur seat i know) anywho- here it is Jingle Boys Pt4 hopefully I’ll be better at updates…

Time Warp

Tom starting strong with an intro and fun hand movements while Sam and Aj clean up in the back- Sam picks up the hat and AJ pauses and turns back and then the camera cuts away but Sam stops for the fraction of a second to check in with AJ and i've completely lost my mind but here we are

“When you really needed the toilet?” *concerned Tom activated* “babes…” (and i didn't know it then but this sparked my usage of the endearments babes ever after💀)

Also meanwhile aj leans to ask sam something? Who points at Luke, who is laughing, aj cracks a smile, and they have a lil back and forth across stage like frickin cuties

Now either AJ is missing his drink or something is wrong with the chair- im assuming its a drink, because he looks at luke like he left his glass on the other side of the stage, but they could also be discussing who is playing next… lemme focus on the actual game what am i doing

“First lego set!” Tom is thrilled lol “Thats the christmas spirit!” The captions felt the need to do all caps for this… i agree but am lazy so

“First lego set!” Turns around and has to address AJ and Sam to actually get them to pay attention- they don't give two shits lmaoo aj glances at Tom and then just returns to his talk with Sam and sam doesn't even spare Tom a single glance😭

Anyway AJ leaning over to say “imma fuck off back stage you have fun with luke.” to sam(you have no proof thats not what he said) and then jumping back to fix the chair??? For some reason but y'know slay king

Sam immediately grabbing the chair and ruoning whatever AJ had planned for it- which actually works in AJ’s favor because here he comes lmaoooo

This is my favorite bit of the entire show its so glorious

Part 1 of the Curse of the Trike:

Aj looks afraid of the bike which is never good- but the way Sam looks over in confusion and concern- and Luke literally springs from his chair to see if aj needs help before sitting back down again to continue the actual plot is too cute

“Freeze!” Tom’s little head wobble of ‘wtf did you expect me to do? You cant let me have this type of power aj” “fifteen seconds ago!” and like his shrug of ‘this is pure gold why wouldn't i do this’

Luke's shoulders tensing the second Tom says freeze, already preparing to laugh, and then folding when Tom does exactly what he expected lmaoo

Part 2 of the Curse of the Trike: Cocky-j who then fails even more spectacularly the second time around 😭

Luke giving up on the plot and just laughing at what aj does(istg the amount of times AJ just distracts the others from the point of the plot by being an interesting side character will never not be funny to me it is peak)

Tom’s little head grab of disappointment and pure delight is gorgeous

Shaking with laughter “its christmas! Its christmas its christmas!” 

Absolutely love how Sam goes “dad! Dad!” and Luke goes “careful grandad.” when technically AJ is Sam’s grandad and Luke’s dad but y'know its lovely

“Oohhh!” *gives up on trying to be a good plot point* “Im fucking knackered.” LMAOOO aj never change

Also Luke’s shoulders caving for a split second of laughter and Sam covering a quick smile is wonderful too

“Freeze!” the way aj tenses lmaoo he is expecting only torture from now on for his little escapade lol

Tom’s growing amusement as he realizes where Sam is going with the plot and the way he tilts his head to rest on his hand and just watches them is so cute

“The architecture!” Idk why Tom went :o when Sam says that but its too cute not to include so here ya go

Tom’s delight at Sam’s moving of the plot- and then having to change positions like three times because he’s so excited with all the possibility AJ has just perfectly handed over to him- he cannot wait to abuse this lmaooo

“Freeze!” Practically jumping with excitement omfg hes giddy XD

“Do it in reverse.” Staring off into the cosmos as though that’ll lessen the blow, Luke breaking because he knows what’s about to go down, Sam having to figure out how to speak backwards because there was actually a plot that he’s been working on, and AJ’s shoulders just slumping in defeat XD

Tom encouraging AJ 😭

“Now forward in double speed!” he finally gets the desired reaction from AJ lol: “NOOO!!!” pure despair in his voice lmaooo

Aj limping as they call scene and him and Tom eyeing each other across stage lol 

AND SCENE!!! 

I know that was a short one, so sorry, but I tam tired... and figured something was better than nothing right? (again ik yall are just dying breathless waiting for this ik ik im very important🙄)anywho

Hope you enjoyed this quick one, hopefully ill be better next time and be quicker and get the whole thing done soon…. Anyway enjoy! And as always thanks for reading…🙏😅

@thelunarbar @snek-of-eden @dawn-speckled @bewilderednobody @scattered-stardust

[darkfictionjude]

YOU'RE DOING AN AMAZING JOB JUDE. I SERIOUSLY CAN'T WAIT FOR THE UPDATE 💖💖

Oookay, SO (I swear I might all caps at this point 😅)

LIKE, the story was SO COOL. WWC was the first dark genre (dark romance?) IF I've played. I SERIOUSLY DIDN'T EXPECT THINGS LIKE THAT, I GENUINELY LOVED IT.

I'll go ahead and start with the characters because I mostly remember dialogue/scenes between characters. I'm going to replay the IF to jog my memory 😅 (sorry if some if these might seem offensive. I'm offering my opinion on the characters based off what I remember. Pls correct me or say if I said smth wrong. I genuinely don't want to offend you because the story is really great and the characters too)

Our brother, Sally, is really trying is damn best, but idk if it's like he's holding on to the hope of, like, a happy family or smth (with at least crowny and other bro I forgot the name HAHAHA SORRY 😭) Tho I might be wrong. I also don't think he's that type of person (?????) if that makes any sense. DW YOU'RE DOING GREAT BROTHER, LOVE YA 😭😭💖💖💖

Sally, dear, I know the friend group crowny just unknowingly formed is worrying BUT YOU GOTTA UNDERSTAND THAT TRAUMA BONDING IS NECESSARY HAHAHAHAHA. I felt so bad for the random ppl he dragged to be Crowny's friend 😭

The other bro I forgot the name of (haha). Smoker and possible drug dealer. Nice, sure, okay. But, it seems like he genuinely cares. It's literally the thing with dysfunctional fam, there's a reason why ppl act the way they do, and maybe I'm just naive, but I like to give some space for understanding bc ppl aren't just black & white, so I like to associate him with words like reckless, teasing, protects you thru violence, still caring but like in a rugged kind of way (I'm so bad at words pls help). This type of brother with my Crowny, who has morals bc of Sally (HAHAHAHA). IT'S A DYNAMIC I LIKE. He and my Crowny would still cause trouble (betting)

I remember the dinner table scene where mother (was her name prudence???) appeared to get some wine and his demeanor became soft, and I— AUDGXVSHS AWWWUGGHHHH 😭😭😭😭 THE CHILDREN IN THIS FAMILY REALLY DEPRIVED(-ISH?) OF SAFE SPACES TO PROCESS THINGS WITHOUT JUDGEMENT LMFAO 😭😭😭

NOT THE SCENE WHERE BRO CAUGHT LORCAN AND CROWNY LOOKING IN THE ATTIC. On one hand, bro ur making Lorcan uncomfortable and it's also weird you assume smth like that. On another hand, BAHAHAHAH WTF IDK WHY BUT I FIND IT FUNNY HAHAHAH. Especially the choices in reaction, we can actually break his leg and he just continues screaming/whining Abt it I'M CRYING AHAHAHAHAHAH

(not me realizing I talked more Abt other brother than Sally. I really need to replay the IF after this fr)

ORLA. Gurl, we were good, ay okay sisters until it wasn't anymore 😭. Did it start when we first got possessed? (I believe it was possessed?) Like, that flashback where we were eating and parents were fighting upstairs and crowny decided to have a knife in hand and interrupt. NO BUT LMFAO, CHILD GETTING UNUSUAL STRENGTH IS SO FUNNY AND WE JUST SLAPPED ORLA IN THE FACE IM CRYING AHAHAHAH 😭

It was sad though, maybe it would've been fine, but it ain't a story without problems 💖💖 Orla haunting crowny is so slay 🥰

Not much to say bout father. As for Mother, damn what was that scene bro, where we had a heart to heart talk. WHAT THE HECK PURE GOLD. NICE. LAV IT 💖 HAHAHAHA TWINNING 💕

I initially thought about romancing either Lorcan or Nia, but after going through your blog, I think I'd like to do the "teenagers who can't mind their own business so they start an investigation group and it's an unlikely friend group but their dynamic is silly and stupid" LIKE IT'S FUNNY. Nia not included in the trope bc she really didn't want to deal with Imre's shit but y'know.

Anywho, thank goodness my bad vibes were right. Thank you for confirming it in your Tumblr, bc yes I'm not falling for your trick Imre. I know manipulators/fakers when I see one 🫵🫵. And yes, I didn't hesitate to insult him when the choice came HAHAHHAAHHA. I didn't spend much time with him in my first playthrough, but I might do so in my replay because I'd like to see the potential of goodness. Naive as the wording is, I believe you mentioned it, so like I'm just trying to curb my initial wariness/irritation to understand him better :)

Lorcan really is a ticking time bomb and for good reasons. The town is shitty to say the least but it fits the theme of the IF soooo HAH. KDNCUDBD He's the silly mean but with a softness and I like that. NO BUT CROWNY WITNESSING HIS MOM CHEATING AND IS THE CAUSE OF HIS DAD GETTING IN JAIL AND HIS MOM MURDERED, I'M CRYING I REALLY DIDN'T EXPECT THAT 😭 I really feel bad for him, but he's a fighter and a survivor! Go off king 💪💪💪

Nia, oh my gosh, QUEEN. She's nice, genuinely. I don't get why some don't like her because if the "ghosting" when we got admitted to the mental hospital/asylum. Was it not obvious that she felt bad about it?? At least they're still talking!!! Though, I can understand Crowny's feelings that led them to leave first after talking with Nia in the party. The fact she wants to be a doctor (surgeon, right?). WHEN THE WORLD IS CRUEL, DON'T JOIN THEM, BE SOMEONE WHO CARES. That kind of thing. And she really didn't question what Crowny was doing in the hospital, going to the morgue. 💖 Genuinely need to hug her till she can't breathe EEEEEEEEEEEE

I think I've been yapping too much haha 😭 NEXT ASK I WILL YAP ABOUT SOME SCENESE I THOUGHT WERE COOL BUT HERE YA GO AHAHAH 😭😭😭

-Ryn

Sally is toxic positivity so he’s holding onto the perfect family

So Percy is a smoker and perhaps he’s sold some drugs but he isn’t a drug dealer, Lorcan is

I love how you called what Crowny and Prudence have a “heart to heart” haha

So far Imre hasn’t done much good when I say good I mean more so that love is good he can elevate Crowny if they are like him

Yeah it is kind of funny that Nia saw Crowny just go to the morgue and it didn’t even phase her

Thank you ryn it was a good yap sesh 🥰

[master-of-junk]

PenPals (Zombie AU)

🧼Soap (Johnny Mactavish) x Fem! Reader

(*´꒳`*) : Idk what this is but enjoy my trash 🤌🏽

Proof read: ✔️

PenPals.

Strangers from other regions that you got to know by sending letters, emails, or messages of kind.

You didn’t think it would mean anything significant if you just found someone to talk to- someone you’d never really have to know.

However that thought quickly changed when you were scared shitless held up in your apartment, shaking like a leaf before you saw people attacking one another in blind rage.

It all happened so quickly honestly, one moment you’re hearing about an outbreak of mad cow disease, another moment their saying it’s mutated and infecting humans- then suddenly the phrase ‘Mad-Human’ disease comes out and everything goes sideways.

You were lucky to be locked up inside your home when it all came falling down- you were crying to yourself when you heard a familiar noise come from your computer

—Bing—

Wiping your tear strained face you managed to drag yourself to your computer where you saw a message waiting to be opened from the PenPals site you used- what the hell??

You open the message to see your penpal wrote you a heart felt goodbye message thinking you had been killed already. The speed at which your fingers hit the keys was almost in human as you typed in all caps.

“WAIT IM STILL HERE!!!”

The conversation that ensued made you feel more relief than anything else had since everything started. At the point, it had been almost a week since you’ve even seen a sane human being. Talking to Johnny helped ground you, in an instant the man became your rock. Giving you advice and telling you what to do-

However it wasn’t long before he warned you the power and internet would eventually go down. In his final message sending you a location and telling you to come meet him.

At first you were scared- the journey would be long and dangerous- all for a man you’ve never even seen. However, apart of you craved social interaction with other humans, craved the safety of having someone watch your back. You made your mind up and said goodbye to your safe apartment and finally ventured out into the new crazy world.

Meanwhile Johnny was worried- the connection had been severed before he could get a response from you so as far as he knew it was a 50/50 shot if you made it or not. Johnny knew you’d be a great addition to the team- sure he had never met or seen you in person but he had exchanged hundred of messages with you. He knew you’d were a good heart and tough as nails and when he found out you were alive he knew it meant something.

However his hope began to dwindle as days turned into weeks and weeks into a couple of months. Even the others could tell Johnny was getting a little depressed-

That is until one day ghost drags you into their fortified base kicking and screaming by your hood. Your wrist and feet bound with zip ties. You looked like hell but you still had your mouth “Let me go!!! Who the hell do you think you are?!” Ghost throwing you into a make shift cell, he sat quietly by their fire waiting for the others to get back from gathering supplies.

Soap trudged in helping with supplies when he heard ghost call “Team meeting- we have a rat problem.” The man scoffed out as the others came in and saw you squirming around trying to get free. Gaz asked raising an eyebrow “Why is she gagged and tied up?”

Ghost merely shrugging “She wouldn’t shut up.” Price just sighing out shaking his head. Johnny however, saw a pretty little thing tied up and instantly felt his pants get tight. It was the first woman he’s seen since everything when to hell- give the man a break- though he wondered if he could convince price to let the birdie go hoping that would win your favor.

Price waving him off something about “If you wanna lose a finger with that woman then be my guest-“

With that Johnny made his way towards your cell with a plan to try and get on your good side- that all changed when he pulled the gag out and asked for your name.

“My name is Y/n. Please let me go! I was just looking for my friend!” Johnnys eyes widen as he heard your name.

He didn’t know you were a girl.

Your user name was gender neutral, he never asked, and your hobbies made it hard to tell.

You gave him a funny look as you saw his expression. Until suddenly he hugged you tightly breathing out “I’m so glad you made it-“ your confusion building until he pulled back smiling “It’s nice to finally meet you face to face lass, I’m Johnny- or soap.” Your eyes widen hearing the familiar name. You yelped “Soap??” The familiar user name of your penpal now attached to the man in front of you as you looked somewhat relieved, Johnny thought you were gonna cry.

You babbled on about how hard it was to get here and how long it took because you either got lost or ran into bigger issues then you could face on your own. All the same, Johnny was beaming with pride, proud to see you in one piece and most importantly alive.

Once he explained to everyone who you were, they allowed you to be free and welcomed you in with open arms. The guys didn’t seem to mind having a woman around and you slowly began to feel safe. Though it was obvious to everyone that you had a special bond with soap from the get go.

You two stuck to one another like glue.

You’d always team up together, always chattering and joking with one another, even sleeping close to one another.

It wasn’t until you were curled up right next to Johnny dimly lit up by their campfire that Johnny realized something horrible-

He had fallen in love with you…

[mommahughes19-23]

week in my life - E.E

@tay.bb : i miss him when he goes , but then he comes back and all is good hehe😈💝

tagged : @edwards73 @dylanduke25

kayleighdocherty_ : no shot that's the type of shit he sends you from dev camp IM DEAD🤣🤣🤣

↪ tay.bb : unfortunately yes , my hunk of a man isn't always so hunkalishious 😞

luca.fantilli : based on the caption something tells me we won't be seeing you two for at least a week

edwards.73 : im so in love with you its crazy to think about sometimes 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

rutgermcgroarty : why does he look absolutely trashed in the 2nd pic 😜

↪ edwards.73 : do u know how hot Michigan gets... NOT to mention that duker is heavy asf

↪ dylanduke25 : WELL ETHAN YOU HAD NO PROBLEM LIFTING ME THAT DAY SO THAT IS JUST RUDE TO BLAME ME🖕🏻😾🫷🏻

lhughes_06 : do I miss this..... no but also yes

nolan_moyle : gang gang gang

nick_moldenhauer : my favorite umich couple does it again

taylorbrindleyy : noooooooo , @edwards.73 go away! Our Tay-Time is going to drop significantly

jjmcarthy : welcome back Ethan

kennedygauthier : ugh. petition for Ethan not to come back until we have had more time with tayyyyyy

alyssa_duke : welp there goes OUR date nights

↪ tay.bb : NOOOOOOOOO ILL MAKE TIME FOR YOU AND THE GIRLS I SWEAR🤯🤯

dylanduke25 : dang I look hot asf 😘😘

franknazar14 : I need to visit more often!

kienandraper : well this is a thing

jacob_truscott20 : maybe smile for once in your pictures ?? idk just a thought @tay.bb 😬

↪ tay.bb : @jacob_truscott20 maybe dont be rude to me in my comments ???? IDK JUST A THOUGHT😬

zoebormet : my fucking mommmmmmmmmmmmaaaaa

cuttergauthier : I would trade tay for Ethan any day

↪ tay.bb : this is why I dont like you and I only associate w your sister

adamfantilli : stop posting . I dont like seeing u on my feed.

↪ tay.bb : SO UNFOLLOW ME U DUMB BITCH

g.brindley4 : oh my

seamuscasey36 : that's my best friend ever in the whole world. 🥳💝

a.n :

curious if you guys prefer when I make up names or when I use yn or a generic user like mrs cap. sometimes I cant come up with any variations of a user for yn that I haven't used already so just curious if you guys would prefer I just reuse yn user names ive done or keep coming up with names?

thank u in advance for your contribution.

tags : @mileysrae @quinnylouhughesx43 @noahkahansorangejuice @skylershines

[istherewifiinhell]

i needed to go to my emotional regulation happy place. knowing things. identifying things. listings things. vandalizing images. hopefully being funny about it

this is quick and dirty annotations. emphasis on both. of the video. i didnt wiki anything i didnt google anything i looked at a screenshot on my phone to get one song lyric right. this is for enjoyment, in jokes, and flexing purposes only. okay crazy kids.

i didnt grab anything that was either. uninterestingly obvious (bunch of vehicons. single character) too fast animation to be worth capping. or had too many things i wouldnt know cause. counter productive. OKAYYYYY YAY. thanks to the vid uploader even if it was only 720p

no id yet maybe later sorry

UHHH LAST IMAGE HAS LIKE. the only things its even possible to spoil for tf. if anyone cares. like. dgjfdhgfjd literally. cause i annotated it. yeah. yeah. WATCH OUT.

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-couldnt fix the leo/lio type by the time i spotted it

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"dick measuring contest"

"aligned continuity"

(qw.antz voice) damn thats a cool way to make new transformers/j

no serious is that guy from tfv:zone or what. its the only think i can think of that would have a guy that looks like that. that i wouldnt FUCKING REMEMBER. who ARE U

okay heres the spoiler one. watch out.

yassifcation

- "kojis family i forgot the name. rid.01" yes if i could remember the doctors dads name i would know. but i dont. so i cant. thats kojis dad idk what to tell u. i also have no idea why their here. not nearly the icon status as the rest lol. human biological familys only club? well. true enough kickers would be worse. fuck that guys dad for real.

WATCH OUT

okay if you like.

-"realest ONE there ever was." cant change that now its there forever.

if u gave me a modicum more thinking i could remember VPs son thing. but i dont. so i cant. well all im saying is 2 characters look hotter than everyone else on this page u decide which ones. its important to serve cunt as u go.

[clowns0up-felix]

Coming back to tell you how much I love that little comic with the Chosen Hero and the Hero of Men. There's no dialogue, but it still has a strong sense of sadness and hope. And the parallels between the two are fantastic, I really wish Nintendo gave us more information about what happened between Skyward Sword and Minish Cap because now I'm really thinking about it and how whatever happened had to be pretty scary if the Hero of Men decided it was in everyone's best interest for him to yoink the Chosen Hero's sacred sword from its temple.

All those words to say your art is wonderful and I'm thinking about it and the piece of LoZ lore it represents. ❤️

Ohhhh my go yesssss I would give my life to know more about the hero of men,,, its literally crazy to me that there’s a link that’s just. There. No game no story no nothing. WHO IS THAT TELL ME?? Thinking about who he could’ve been is one of the joys of life but it tends to feel more like writing an OC than expanding on known lore, bc be barely have any,,,

Actually, Ill use this to ramble about what I do tend to think for him here, hope that’s okay!!

I love love love that u said that what was happening during the hero of men’s time had to be pretty scary, bc YEAH. To pull the sword of the first hero and first king of Hyrule (^.^) who probably would kill to not have fi be woken up is CRAZYYYY,,, either he’s oblivious or in a really bad situation,,, What is known about him leaves to believe that he was a knight tho, and they 100% knew about fis resting ground,, It is said that the world was about to be swallowed by evil, which makes me think Botw final cutscene or sksw final girahim type severity of monster floods. So I think hom (ill refer to the hero of men like this for now) link probably saw getting the sacred, legendary master sword as his only chance at saving hyrule.

Idk if he would’ve know himself to be the legendary hero reborn due to triforce mark, maybe he just stumbled across it in an attempt to hide some injured knights in the temple of hylia,,,, Side note on the temple of hylia, love the abandoned look in the comic but it doesn’t really make sense, does it? Bc why would sksw Link want fis resting place to not be well kept? Would he visit before his passing?

Anyway, he takes the sword defeats the monster hoards and gives hyrule a brief moment of safety. He’s made into a high ranking knight or maybe head of the knights (he’s probably rather young still, as that seems to be a theme for the chosen hero and priestess, so maybe late teens, and before having the master sword he was a knight in training?) and then, when the picori/minish come down to earth (i dunno from where, was that ever said? Just from the skies i thiinkkk,,,) he gets the picori blade and I think the light force from them. It’s similar use does bring up the question why hom link would use the picori blade over the master sword,, maybe because its a gift and the master sword is like this sacred sword meant to rest and that got him feeling bad hahaha,, Hom link trapped the monsters rather than killing them but I can’t remember if the trapped them in the sword or the chest or somewhere else hmm,,, the sword later turns into the four sword right? (I’m so sorry im too lazy rn to do research 😭) I don’t think hom link would’ve been able to use it as this tho, i think he never got it to a point like this, just used it to save the world once and then gave it away for the contest ^^ In one of the stained glass the sword he gets DOES look like the four sword but i am going to ignore that bc I think i can.

Also, for reasons that I can’t (don’t want to) talk about rn I personally would change it being the 50th anniversary of the Picori Festival instead of the 100th ^.^ also I think hom link would stay a close friend to the royal family partially to protect the holder of the light force which was sealed into his Zelda i think and passed down to her children and their children yk,, and don’t tell anyone I said this but he is alive during minish cap and ezlo was one of the minish that gave him the blade during the Force era ;)

I also think the minish weren’t really ever introduced to the public but instead kept in strict contact to the royal family and those they trusted, which is why during mc basically no one knows about them, and those that once did are already fairly old or dead.

I’m not gonna read this over, hope everything makes sense and is coherent

Thanks for the ask !!!!! Drawing the comic was so fun I’m happy u like it :D

[unholy-stick-soup]

How did the exited letter thing go again?

Why is being stabbed kinda fun tho?

[winnie-wine]

Minish cap thoughts part 4!

The top of mount crenel is such a fun section! You're there on an overhang, and you just see forests below in the background it's so cool. And then you grab a mushroom to launch yourself across and the music changes Forgot to put that in part three so it's here. Moving on! @interlink-au has pointed out to me that the feather tails seem to be a forest minish only thing, ergo potentially a fashionable accessory.

This does appear to be the case, as the mountain minish do NOT appear to have a feather tail. Also, more dialogue implying that Link was afraid!

Image: Ezlo saying "Hm? What? After all this, you don't expect me to believe you're scared!"

And Ezlo being a smartass.

image: Ezlo telling Link "Flip them over before you strike!" While Link stands right next to the turtle thing i'd literally just flipped over already

fuckin' thanks dude and finally, idk if i went somewhere first but i got the compass before the map and knew it was about to be hilarious

Image: Chest and boss locations on black screen really helpful for navigation lmao. I also picked up that Ezlo seems to be the only minish so far who calls Link "child" and treats him as one. Kinda. He did also jump on Link's head and continuously sends him into battle, but there's the beginnings of carign for Link at this point in the game. I wouldn't say they've got a grandpa/grand son or a mentor/mentee type dynamic yet, but it's getting there. I WILL point out that the section of mt crenel where you use Ezlo to glide for the first time, he says "hop in that whirlwind" and doesn't fucking explain anything, so that shows that Link DOES trust Ezlo. Whether that's bc Ezlo earned it or childish default-to-the-nearest-adult idk but that's there. Lastly for this post, I want to point out that Malari, the minish smith, already knows Link is coming. He was expecting him and already knew about Link's quest. Who told him? Is there a mail system? Does one minish just fucking book it from town to town? Cause he got from the Minish Woods village to the mine in the time it took Link to clear one dungeon, which only took a few hours. I said lastly for this post but i lied because there's more I want to say. I joked in the tags of a prev post that MC takes place in one day. The evidence for that is the Picori festival, and the "gate opening once every hundred years" thing, both of which are typical of one day. A festival could be a few days, and it doesn't specify how long the gate is open, but this is the kind of thing assumed to only be a day.

Further evidence for this is how the town changes. Before Deepwood, nothing in town is open. Then, he completes that dungeon and comes back and the shops are open, but the library isn't, yet. This slow waking up of the town implies that your progress is on a scale of hours, not days.

Of course, the Picori festival happened, and I had joked that it took place then they kids were sent to school in the afternoon, but preponderance of the evidence now suggests that the Picori festival was day 0, and Link was KO'd by Vaati so hard he slept until the early morning of day 1 (the only day) of his quest.

Why would the king wait so long to establish a game plan for dealing with Vaati? Well. He uh. Also got ko'd pretty hard. It was funny to see bc his sprite never changed pose or expression but man was fully LAUNCHED across the garden by Vaati. So things we know about this Link: Recovering from a VERY CONCERNING concussion, overachiever, and also a bit afraid. He is so adorable i love him and please take him to a hospital he was unconscious for almost a full day. If i were this kids guardian, he would not be leaving my SIGHT nevertheless delivering swords to magical Hyrule brownies. I've absolved the King of demanding the impossible of Link but it comes at the cost of Grandpa Smith's reputation I fear. I liked him but now im questioning whether he should reaaaaaalllllly be in charge of children.....