#Saw a fanfiction about it and now I'm obsessed

[gremlinmodetweeker]

I Entered Daniel's Den and I Saw the Truth Before Me

So I'm struggling a bit writing fanfiction because it's getting dark out and I'm so tired these days. However, the show must go on and so I push forward! However, just so you're all aware, there very well could come a point where I admit, I may struggle to make content and so we might not have some for a bit. But Winter will come to an end, and I will be back to normal! I just need to power through!!!

Tws: Yandere, Kidnapping, Pyschological Horror

Wordcount: 558

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I Entered Daniel's Den and I Saw the Truth Before Me

König sat at the marble kitchen counter, drumming his fingers idly as he looked over the charcuterie boards again. You watched as he took inventory of the crackers, cheese and cut meats again and again, obsessively absorbing every detail into his mechanical mind. You sat silently on a bar stool as you waited for someone to make the next move.

“How long until they come?” you asked quietly.

König glanced at the clock on the oven again.

“Not too long,” he told you as much as he told himself, “Mama will be here soon.”

“Did she tell you when she’d be here?” you tried again.

König’s eyes narrowed briefly before he relaxed and said, “Soon. It shouldn’t be long now.”

You fiddled your thumbs mindlessly. Earlier you were playing with a string on the hem of your sleeve but König was quick to put an end to it, reminding you to keep up a good appearance for his family. You didn’t think a pulled string would matter too much, but König had warned you that they were far more observant than they let on. You wondered if that was true or not. You supposed you’d figure out soon enough.

For his part, König had ensured that the house was immaculate. You thought his incessant fussing would never come to an end, but it seemed that he’d finally come to a point where he couldn’t do any more. You figured that the table of hors d'oeuvres was the final piece for preparation.

If nothing else, you’d enjoyed cooking in the kitchen with König. He’d fully trusted you with the knife, though you noted he was a far more meticulous cook than you’d expected. He had been looking over your shoulder at every turn as you’d sweated a pan of mushrooms. He’d been even worse when he’d been inspecting the size of your diced onions, but at the very least he seemed to be content. He’d been sweet enough to pat you on the head and praise you for a job well done. The simple praise still had your heart fluttering.

König glanced back at the clock and muttered again under his breath. You wanted to ask what exactly he was thinking about, but he was far too focussed on the time to hear your questions. The longer you waited, the more you could see his biceps tense under his silk dress shirt. You were a bit shocked that he was determined to keep his hood on, but maybe that was a family trait? It would make sense. Or, well, you hoped it would.

You hadn’t heard anything at all about König’s family, except that his mother was the matriarch of the home and his siblings were just as demanding. Apparently, his youngest sister was a bit soft-hearted for König’s tastes, but then he’d barked out a laugh and said she probably thought he was the most cruel of the lot of them. You had only recently learned that her name was Klara. You wondered if she was similar in age to you.

Just as you turned to speak to König, the doorbell rang.

König was off like a shot to the front door. You followed behind him nervously as he strode to the front entrance.

You watched König put his hand on the brass doorknob and open the door.

Konig Dump

Alternate Universes

[m3nt4lly-1ll-1ph0n3]

Chat do we fw blind narrator HC

@an-theduckin

[nutmeggery]

I need Neil Gaiman to know that Good Omens 2 made me feel emotions I haven't felt in nearly a decade.

When I heard there was going to be a Good Omens 2 I was looking forward to it, of course. I just wasn't expecting it do anything super special to my emotions. I was sure I'd enjoy it, though. I really enjoyed s1.

But, for the last few years, I watched shows and afterwards basically thought well, that was fun, and I quickly moved on and didn't think much about them. There was only about 3 shows in the last 5 years that had made me feel truly emotional and stayed on my mind to the point where I felt like I needed to engage in fandom for a while. (Good Omens 1 was one of them.)

I wasn't spoiled by the leak. I never even knew there was a leak. So I had no idea what was coming in s2. And oh boy...

See, I'd watched Our Flag Means Death, a show where you don't expect the lead characters to kiss, because, well, that never happens in these types of shows, right? And this is important because when they did kiss, it felt like a door that had been locked with just about all the high security locks in the world had suddenly, inexplicably, been opened. Something switched inside me. It took me months to understand what it was, but when I thought about Good Omens before s2 came out, I realized what it was.

I would never truly enjoy a bromance they're-only-queer/in love-by-your-own-interpreation story ever again. Stories where nothing is confirmed, just subtext that anyone who doesn't want to see it can easily deny and mock those who wish it was more.

While it was clear that Crowley and Aziraphale cared a lot about each other in s1, and were probably in love, it was still just a fun ship for fans to play with in fanfiction and fanart. Do they love each other? Oh sure. In what way? Well, that's up to interpretation. Ok, cool. But it's not quite Our Flag Means Death, is it?

Then I watched Good Omens 2. And from episode 1 I saw my favourite Angel and Demon duo love each other. And I was having the best time. I hadn't had such a good time watching a show in a long while. It was not only right up my alley, it was an alley I wasn't even aware was my alley until I saw it. I enjoyed seeing the old characters, the new characters. Oh, I was wonderful.

It was clear to me that, of course Crowley and Aziraphale love each other, are IN love with each other, showing it in their own way. And I wasn't expecting it to be THIS obvious.

And then when the kiss happened, I couldn't believe it. I covered my mouth with both hands and gasped and sat up straight in my seat. I had never expected it--the heartbreak it added to the already heartbreaking scene--it rewired something inside me.

It was like my emotions had been locked up in a stall like a horse for so, so long, and now the gate had been opened, the stable door kicked down, and the horse was running out onto the large pasture into the daylight, bucking and kicking up grass. Oh my god, I have to take a few minutes to process that entire 6 hour marathon of emotions.

And by a few minutes I meant a few days.

More than a few, actually.

I didn't need a kiss to understand how much they loved each other, but I did need the kiss to understand how intense and heartbreaking their separation is for them after everything.

But more than that, the kiss broke a barrier. They really did it, I thought. They really dared.

Aziraphale and Crowley aren't human males, no, but they're played by male actors. And that is significant. That makes the kiss significant. In the world we currently live in.

Weeks later, I'm still obsessed with the show, re-watching s1 and 2, reading the book again, listening to the audio drama. And I'm on tumblr, seeing people's posts and art to somehow sate my hunger for a s3 that doesn't exist (yet).

And I'm having a wonderful time.

[maaikeatthefullmoon]

Once upon a time, there was a Good Omens fanfiction reader, who swore they didn't like AUs.

They read all the discussions about the 'classics', the 'must reads' and shrugged.

"But it's not canon", they muttered to themself. "They're not human. How on Earth can anyone write these stories about them when they're not actually bloody human? It’s not right."

And then, dear reader, they were persuaded to read just one AU. They were still an angel and a demon, just in a slightly different universe. And then...then they tried a human AU. And then...then they were hooked. Obsessed, one might say.

That reader, dear reader, was me. Of course. Obviously. Well, duh. And I would like to share the obsession in the form of some recommendations.

I have the wonderful @shadesofecclescakes to thank for MANY of these absolute beauties, she is absolutely the QUEEN of recommendations (and medicinal gifs).

So, now, in no particular order, some Highly Recommended AUs:

Or Be Nice by charlottemadison Rated E - A is a bookseller, C is a drummer, they are BOTH petty bitches. They're newly neighbours. C has a CAT and I'm there for it, he also has migraines and I hard relate. It's bitchy and the pranks were DIVINE. It was also deliciously spicy. The loveliness is that the author really captured the flawed nature of humans but also how it can be overcome. Same author as What We Make of It (what was Shotgun Wedding - an absolute GO AU CLASSIC and one of the best things I've ever read)

Not a Mounted Dildo but a Fuck Machine by NaroMoreau & summerofspock Rated E - So very, very E. This one was just filthy. So wonderfully filthy. The authors would like to tell you there was no plot to their porn, but there really was. A meets a girl online, because A is straight. He really is. Honest. But then, oops, lockdown happens. But, it's a good thing, really. For his best homeboy C is there, to help this poor virgin 'learn the ropes' for when lockdown is over and he goes on his first date...with the girl he's so very much into...coz, no homo, yo...;)

The Whole Damned World Seemed Upside Down by WyvernQuill Rated M - An AU in the way that it's still angel/demon but after Crowley makes a wish for things to be 'different', the universe obliges...and he's dumped into a reality which is very, very different to what he knew. He learns some truths and there's a whole lot of drama. Beautifully written with a wonderful plot and great drama. Excellently described and would make for great TV. (Oh, and Death in the new reality is really squeamish - it's brilliant.)

Telling Tall Tales by Siobhans_World Rated E - A sweet pretend relationship fic, where A pretends to be Maggie's boyfriend to help her pass as straight for her family. But he then meets her cousin, C, who he then inevitably (ineffably?) falls for. Miscommunication, angst, fluff, gay panic, it's got everything.

Flawless by @mrghostrat & @chernozemm Rated E - I've decided only to include one fic by each author and boyyy was it hard for ghostrat! But Flawless was, well, flawless. For such a relatively short story, it kept us guessing until the end. The characters were all beautifully written - the flaws (ha.) were DEEP and CRACKED but so fucking perfectly sculpted and presented. It was incredibly real and believable. Extremely maturely written and satisfying. AND THE ART!!!

How To Pull An Angel: A Bunnings DIY Guide by NascentSurrender Rated M - When I first saw the title, I thought it was going to be a silly, irreverent, comedy romp. But it was actually a funny, well written story that will stick in my mind always. Firstly, C watches Bluey - which is now CANON for me. Secondly, having lived in Aus as a child, I've got a soft spot for the country anyway, and I've barely ever seen it come up, so this was lovely. There were some wonderfully humorous bits, but also tender and beautiful moments that I adored.

Montreal Confidential by Maggie_Honeybite Rated E - I learned about Montreal (and Canada & their baked goods), classical music and mafia stuff in this fic. A is a widower. C plays the cello. His cello's name is Bentley. This is one of the only age-gap, mild D/s fics I've actually gotten into. There's fluff AND drama. CW for non-con (not A/C)

Under the Summer Stars by @pannotbread Rated E - an amazing astrophysics/astroecology/astrobiology fic that has pining, slow burn and Only One Telescope (yes, really, and it's everything you'd imagine). It's got beautifully written (erotic) imagery and So Much Science that's been written accessibly but still with amazing detail. It's poetry. It's hot. It's gorgeous. CW for internalised homophobia and self hatred. *Not completed yet*

Oddity by @tsyvia48 Rated E - A museum fic! About David Bowie! A is in charge of collections, C is an actor hired by (highly incompetent) Gabriel to guest curate a new Bowie exhibit. Miscommunication ensues for delicious tension. There's bitchiness, there's a bit of light angst, there's a lotta love. *Not Completed Yet* Poetry Carved In Flesh by @fellandcrow Rated E - I'm obsessed by tattoos. Hence, I am obsessed by this story. I'm planning a(n enormous) GO tattoo once GO3 is out, and this fic has actually helped me with my ideas. London-based A stalks lovingly follows Edinburgh-based tattoo artist C online. They build up a rapport. Well, C likes A. A is SMITTEN with C. C encourages A to get tattoos. Which he does. C designs a tattoo especially for A, the fic has currently left off at the point where C is in London and going to tattoo A. *Not Completed Yet*

There Is A Light & It Never Goes Out by @phoen1xr0se Rated M - A escapes from a disappointing, chaotic life to a remote island for five months to do research on puffins. There he meets lighthouse keeper C. Who also ran away, 20 odd years ago. There is a chaotic, found family on the island, but it is small, and it is lovely. This fic is written with love and passion and the imagery is so beautiful. The author has actually gone to do Actual. Physical. Research. on puffins. So how is THAT for dedication? Cannot wait until it resumes. *Not Completed Yet*

Ok, because I am Bad At Tumblr, I've not tagged the majority of authors, if you are on here - please let me know if you're here and I'll edit!

I should probably add in the following, I suppose. I'm writing an AU.

Free by, well, me. Imposterssyndrome (yes I know it's Imposter Syndrome, but that one already existed) Rated E - A runs a bookshop, C has an unfortunate past as a runaway ex-addict. They meet in an acute mental health ward after both having had a mental health crisis. Eventually A invites C to move in, and they navigate sharing a space, and their lives together. The story starts heavy, and is an emotional roller coaster, but there are moments of fluff and smut mixed in. There is a happy ending, I promise. It's a passion project, heavily researched and has a LOT of lived experience in it. I've gotten to know some amazing people through it who have messaged me and shared their experiences and I'm so glad I wrote it. *Not Completed Yet*

Last thing to say - once I finish Free, I will be teaming up with @shadesofecclescakes to write another human AU which is VERY much in her wheelhouse and I CANNOT FUCKING WAIT. I just know you're all going to LOVE it. The only thing that will make it even better is ART, so we're still on the hunt for someone.

**Last-last thing to say. I’ve missed off a few Biggies. There are some super popular AUs, mostly written around 2019. Most people will have read them. I’ve tried to focus on the perhaps lesser-known & WIP ones. Although I know many people don’t read WIPs, hopefully you’ll (book)mark them for future!**

[peachywritesstuff]

Charlie Walker relationship Headcannons

An: I'm obsessed with Rory. That is where my loyalties lie.

This has she/her pronouns in it btw(only once tho)

He is your Gomez Addams

"Look at her. I would die for her,I would kill for her."

That is him talking about you.

Dude will literally murder someone for you.

He is the type of person to just have the biggest crush on someone and not say anything for a VERY long time.

Won't catch him confessing his feelings for you. You would be the one to have to make the move.

I don't think this would he his first relationship but his first serious one.

Dude will only have eyes for you.

Would by shy at the beginning of your relationship and be cutely awkward with you.

Movie dates 100%

Loves just staring you

Likes to rant on about horror movies and will blush when he catches himself ranting.

Not to much pda for him. Holding hands, pecks,and kissing cheeks is all I see him doing in public.

In private however...

Man's is very affectionate.

Would be the first to say I love you.

Will have a nice lil makeout but he would be redder than a cherry afterwards.

I think we all know that he is inexperienced

But here me out... he would be natural at EVERYTHING.

Will go into cardiac arrest if he sees you naked.

Brain overload. He will not know what to do.

A part of him wants to look away like a gentleman but another part of him wants to just stare.

Likes when you play with his hair.

You would definitely NOT be killed and will make it known to Jill that if she puts one single scratch on you that he will kill her.

And Jill knows damn well to not hurt you unless she wants to face Charlie's wrath.

I mean Jill saw what he did to Olivia,that could easily be her if she didn't keep her word of keeping her hands off you.

I don't even think he would want Jill to give you any calls.

Like he wanted you completely out of it.

(Lets pretend Jill didn't kill him okay?)

He is definitely two faced and takes on a whole persona when he is under the Ghostface mask.

If he does so happen to come across you during his killings then he would let you get away without making it look like he is doing that if that makes sense.

He a lil crazy,but I think we all knew that by now. He is our little psychotic bby.

soft yandere vibes

He is a lil bit toxic (just a wee bit)

When it is revealed he is the killer you just broke down crying cuz you were angry and sad that the boy you loved so dearly was a murderer.

If you caught him in the middle of an act you would not want him to touch you. At all.

He could start crying when you backed away from him

He can't just kill you when you figure out his identity he fucking loves you

He'd let you go and not go after you.

(Sorry Jill lover's but let's pretend he got away with it and Jill got caught and died for fanfiction purposes)

Since he got away with it he woke up in the hospital with a stab wound close to his heart. Jill was revealed as the murderer.

You were still in shock and did not say anything. Partially out of fear.

You didn't talk to him for weeks. Hell probably even months after.

You knew you should turn him in but you didn't.

When you do talk to him again it's the same awkward Charlie you know who was still in love with you(are we surprised??)

It took a looooong time to trust him again.

You felt like you had been lied too.

After getting away with the murders Charlie was never going to kill again.

Keyword: Was.

When you began to get calls from the new Ghostface/s he just had to get out of retirement and handle the shit.

If there is 2,he could play it smart and might kill both of them. Or kill one and Injure the other.

You didn't have to know this. No one did.

Charlie learned that some things were better left unsaid.

And he be damned if he lost you again

I guess old habits die hard huh?

[maleyanderecafe]

not sure if anyone has recomended monster x mediator yet but its such a fun game despite being quite short. the game is supposed to have mutiple routes eventually (which I'm not sure are supposed to be yanderes) but the one it has rn is complete and definitly fits the yandere vibes. If u like things that mix horror with humor and have a funnily pathetic but still terrifing yandere this one is a trip. Also the fact that the guy is a monster that looks like a madness combat character adds to the charm of it in my opinion lol

I'll be honest, I was a little skeptical about this game, but I saw how pathetic he is and now I'm very much on board. This game is supposed to have four different routes, but currently only has one for now. The comedy and horror is well balanced in the game itself. If you want to try out the demo, you can play it here.

The story starts out with the MC taking on a job for a large sum of money. They are currently in debt and need money quick. After receiving the first half of the money, they are directed to go to some abandoned building to get the other half. After receiving it, they are then told their task to go inside of the building. If the MC tries to run away, they will be shot on the spot. If they accept, they will be faced with a couple of doors. Their boss will then tell them that there are monsters that behind each door, and that the MC's job is to get all of them out of the room without dying.

Going into the red door, the MC is pretty much immediately knocked out before waking up and finding a large monster hovering over them and thousands of things pasted up in the walls. You can successfully get him out of the room in three different ways but can also be killed a couple of other ways as well. The first thing he does is declare himself as the MC's biggest fan, getting so excited that he grips his axe menacingly. If the MC gets him too excited, they will end up killing the MC. The monster (later revealed as 404), talks about how much he loves the MC's fanfiction blog and how he was really sad and depressed when the MC blocked him and even sadder when they stopped writing all together. 404 also reveals that he is such a big fan that he also knows all of the MC's passwords and even their bank account, with all of the fanfiction that they written pasted on the wall. 404 then asks if they want to see where he kills everyone and if they can write a fanfic for him.

If the MC is curious about where all the dead bodies are, 404 will bring them into another room to show them. We learn a lot about 404: he doesn't know what kind of monster he is, doesn't really need to eat, loves to kill with his axe and seems to have regenerative abilities considering he was shot in the head and was completely fine the next day. The MC can have two ways to get him out of the room, both of which are hilarious. The first way is to literally beg 404 to leave by pleading desperately (do you know that let me rizz you up meme? That's what you do) until 404 gets tired and does it for his super star. The other way is to seduce (?) 404 by telling him that it would be sexy of him to leave the room, which works well. We also learn about the facility itself, that 404 has been living there since as far as he remembers, that he loves killing the various people that come in, doesn't like the MC's boss (finds them annoying through the walkie talkie) and pretty much only kills and reading the MC's blog.

If the MC decides to oblige 404 with his obsession, they will start to write on a typewriter as 404 stands behind them excitedly. He keeps on asking the MC to add more and more things, making it 100 pages instead of 10, making the story a romance, making it a romance between him and the MC (noting that "the name Nick is the same as his username", which is a huge stretch).

If the MC refuses to write 100 pages, 404 will end up getting extremely angry and hold the MC by the throat, calling them and humans "bitches". He will start to kill the MC, crying and feeling despair as he kills the MC by choking them to death.

If the MC does oblige, they will write the most god awful fanfiction (their words) and end up pretty much just holding the a key until it fills all 100 pages. 404 ends up crying out of happiness at such a beautiful gift and leaves the room, just as the MC wanted.

First of all, I think that the game does a good job of balancing the horror elements with the comedy. I did not expect to like 404 this much and definitely did not expect his personality to be like this. I did feel it was interesting that 404 believes that the MC's writing would "fix him" and even laments that even though he knows it wouldn't, he still wanted to try when he was killing the MC in a choke hold. He basically is a very feral online fan who meets their super idol (which gives me a bit of incel vibes), but not enough to be extremely obvious, much more than other yanderes, with him saying like he's a gentleman, or that he isn't angry at all despite the fact that he got blocked. I also love the various ways that you can get him out of the room, and just how obsessed he is with the MC. He seems to mostly be an obsessive yandere, with him pasting the fanfic of the MC's work all over his walls, delusionally believing that he is the same character that the MC writes, confessing his feelings to the MC while they're writing, not killing the MC (since apparently he's killed every other person that came in) and wanting the MC's writings to fix him. He is also a pretty pathetic type of yandere, hoping desperately that the MC (and their writings) would fix them, crying when he does kill the MC and generally seeing himself in their writing, but also rather dangerous just due to his violent nature. It's fun to see dangerous but pathetic yanderes since I feel like that's something that I haven't seen to much.

I am curious about how the other monsters will be like. It seems that as of writing this, the Knight Monster is currently delayed, so I guess we'll see if he ends up being a yandere too. I would recommend this game just on it's humor and interesting kind of intrigue about why these monsters are in the buildings themselves. He does look like a madness combat characters, you're right.

[frenchbreadandeggs]

The Other Variant of Her

pairing: Miguel O'Hara x Reader

summary: Out of nowhere, Gwen Stacy appeared on your Earth, inviting you to the Spider Society in Nueva York. As you reluctantly took her offer, you were shown the beauty of every spider person around HQ. Meeting the founder of the group, Miguel O’Hara. You never knew him, but it seems that he does.

gn!reader, also a spider person

cw. angst, soon.

After I watched ATSV, saw Miguel, I was like—why not make it more sadder? Also made this while I'm fucking writing a travel log for our project, action paper, and capstone. I SWEAR my obsession on writing fanfictions never ends. Gotta go so I can study for finals and defense this week. This was supposed to be a full fic and not by chapters but oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

“Shit!”

You dodge at a car that was thrown in your way, quickly swinging yourself using your web towards a building to land on. As usual you do your superhero things around Kings, York New, beating up villains and chasing down thieves and criminals. But you sure do that this Doctor Octopus you’re fighting isn’t yours, you felt like it was not the doctor that kept chasing you down.

“Come back here you—!” he somehow glitched, a series of colors switched with his body for a split second before Doc Ock shrieked as the grip of his talons of his mechanical tentacles loosened on the blue brick walls, his body now falling.

Quickly, you shot a web on his chest, shooting another one to hold yourself from sliding towards the end of the building as you tried to pull Doc Ock. When he reached the top of the building, you grabbed him by the collar and dragged him on the concrete floor. Not wanting to risk him to go rampage again and destroy half of the city, you wrapped him up with webs, securing his mechanical tentacles on the wall.

He grunted, still recovering from his unusual glitching. You’re going to ask Doctor Strange about this later.

As you were going to bring Doc Ock to the wizard, a person stood in your way—or more like jumped out of nowhere and blocked your way. They wore a white spider suit with pink and black accents.

“Woah,” startled, you backed up, covering the still recovering Doc Ock, “I didn’t know there’s a comic con today—”

You were stopped by a strange tingling at the back of your head, you have spider senses, but this was different.

“Wha—don’t tell me you’re?”

“Holy—you look so cool!”

“What—”

“I’m Gwen Stacy, you are?” she reached her hand towards you after she took her mask off. Blonde short hair with pink dip-dye, the side of her head was shaved, blue eyes and eyebrow piercing. She seemed harmless even though you are still skeptical, but your guts said she is not a problem—and your gut is always right.

“SpiderSlinger.” you introduced yourself, taking Gwen’s hand and shaking it.

“So,” you started, “This is not a joke alright? Is there any cosplay going on somewhere here?”

She snorted, like what you said made no sense to her.

“No, I’m from another universe—I take care of anomalies like that Doc Ock you have there.” she pointed at your back, you looked back to see Doc Ock glitching.

You were not closed about the multiverse existing as Doctor Strange has already mentioned this to you. Though you did not expect for a person outside your universe to come and visit—let alone take care of a person who is not supposed to be in your world.

You looked at her, tilting your head at the side as you grabbed Doc Ock using your web shooter and slung him on your shoulders, unbothered by his weight. Lifts were helpful for you, “By yourself?”

Not too long you tagged along with Gwen, she has explained to you that she is in an elite group called Spider Society where they keep the multiverse from any threats and prevent it from collapsing. Very ambitious you think, the size of the multiverse was incomparable to your thoughts, knowing it is larger than what some people might think. On your way to HQ Gwen mentioned to you, she received a call from someone who’s named ‘Jessica Drew’. You minded your own business when Gwen started to respond to her watch with hushed words, you might have guessed that they were arguing. Gwen sounded pleading all of a sudden.

“Are you sure I’m allowed to go with you?” you asked her after she ended her call. Gwen nodded at you, her head seems like it is going to fall off her neck if she does not stop.

“Absolutely, I already notified them that you’re coming with me.” she handed you a blue wristband, “Here, to keep you from glitching.”

You took the wristband from her and wore it, “Thanks…?”

You have not experienced the ‘glitching’ she was telling you, so it might’ve been like Doc Ock’s situation earlier. Gwen tapped on her watch before a portal appeared in front of you. Your eyes widened in amazement, multiple neon-orange hexagons stood up from the dark but sparkling void—some looked like singular strands of web stretched across the portal, forming in some kind of path to who Spiderperson knows where.

“You got to do this?” Doc Ock still hanging on your shoulder, you pointed at the portal that was formed by Gwen’s watch.

Gwen laughed, smiling at you, not realizing she was showing her gap teeth, “Yeah, all the time.”

“Sick,” you said, still gaped at the portal, “should I…?” you looked at the Doc Ock on your shoulder then to Gwen.

“Oh, yeah definitely.”

With a lift, you pushed Doc Ock inside the portal, his unconscious body sucked into the portal’s abyss. Gwen then looked at you with a reassuring nod and went into the portal, following Doc Ock. You stared at the portal for a while, the city is fine for now since there were no attacks other than Ock—though you were unsure if this was the right idea.

You bit your lip.

“Fuck it she already announced my arrival, might as well go in now.”

Biting back the hesitation of not going in, you leaped into the portal leaving your worries for your city and jumped into the unknown.

You were thrown on the floor face flat on the smooth pavement, you grunted, muffling ‘I’m fine’ even though you know no one would care less. Surprisingly a hand grabbed your wrist and pulled you up to your feet.

“Thanks,” you said, patting the dust off your spider suit. You looked at the scenery around you.

And holy shit you could not believe your eyes at what you are looking at right now. Buildings were everywhere and each building had a bridge attached and led to another building. There were multiple pillars sticking out and attached on each building. That did not amazed you though, it was the massive fucking spiderpeople lounging at the area you are right now.

Not even a hundred were here. It might be thousands of different spider people and you’re one of them. You stared, still in shock at how much spider people are with you here. Taking a hold of Gwen, you gripped both of her shoulders and shook her.

“This is amazing…” you grinned at her, she mirrored yours.

Suddenly, you felt like you were forgetting someone.

Realization hits you, with high alert you asked Gwen, “Where’s Doc Ock?”

“I took care of him,” she placed a hand on your shoulder, giving you a reassuring look.

“Ok,” you took a relaxed exhale, “Well what you showed me was super amazing—very fucking cool—now I want to join—well if that is fine, it looks like y’all won’t be having understaffing for a long time though.”

“Oh—dang, then you should meet Mi—”

“Ooo who’s the newbie here Gwen?”

A distinct voice captured your attention, looking at your back you saw two spider people walking towards you and Gwen.

Pavitr Prabhakar and Hobie Browe were their names given to you in exchange for your Spider name. They were fun to be with, Hobie and Pavitr's shenanigans immediately started right after they met you. You met other spider people, them greeting you back gave you a tingling feeling inside you—maybe it's the fact that they are cool and decided to notice you.

Not for too long Pav said his goodbyes and went back to his Earth while Hobie tagged along when Gwen is guiding you to this ‘Miguel O’Hara’ person. She told you that he was the founder of Spider Society and may or may not have severe anger issues.

“The guy has FANGS?” you looked at Gwen with disbelief.

“Yup, heard that it paralyzes anyone he bites with it—with venom I suppose—obviously.”

She then turns at you, “Alright, we’ll be entering his office. I just hope he isn’t pissed off.”

“He is alway pissed, what do you mean?” Hobie interjected.

“You guys are scaring me—should I like—give him something so he won’t do…?” you wiggled your fingers, hoping they understand what you mean. Hobie just snorts, Gwen shakes her head and takes a grab of your wrists and pulls you with her.

“No, no need.”

The three of you entered a blue dimmed room. Hobie sat on one of the metal seats, watching the scene slowly unfold in front of him. There was a floating platform just above you and Gwen, both of you stood still. If you squint just a little there are yellow-orange colored monitors, cool, you thought, your world’s technology was below this Nueva York’s tech. There on the platform was a man’s back, broad shoulders and messy hair.

You are a patient person, but the platform was painfully slow.

Finally, the platform reached the floor, he did not turn around or anything but continued working on his devices.

“So this is the spider person you are talking about, Gwen?” he spoke with a husky voice. His attention was still on the screens, dragging his fingers on them as he spoke with Gwen.

“Yeah, they’re from Earth-14215. When I came there, they already took care of the anomaly.”

With a blink he was already in front of you, his body looming over you like a vulture. If you were not intimidated by him, you would admire the structure of his face—everything about him. 

His eyes rounded on you, inspecting you like you were prey. There was something bugging you, he felt…something that you could not comprehend.

His intense stare at you made you feel like you needed to remove your mask, so you did. Your hair looked perfectly fine even though you wore a tight mask. Looking at him with a toothy grin, “Hi, nice to meet you.”

At a moment you saw a glimpse of Miguel’s face in shock before turning his back at you. Did you scare him? Or maybe disappoint him? You sure hope not. You watched him walking back to his monitor, he called for someone named Lyla, in which in response a yellow woman appeared in thin air. He spoke to her, though you could not hear them talking.

Not knowing what to do, you turned to Gwen in which she just shrugged—not expecting the lack of emotion from Miguel. You walked towards Hobie and sat next to him, still amazed at him and all of those inconsistent art he has, he did tell you he does not believe in consistency.

You and Hobie started talking to each other, Gwen butting in afterwards. Hobie started talking about the consequence of industrial revolution, him not liking the prime minister—whom you do not know, another consequence about capitalism and it went on and on.

“Hey,” Miguel called, the three of you looking at him at the same time, “No—no the new one.”

You stood up and walked towards him, he tossed you something. You caught it, it looks like a watch of some sorts, similar to Gwen and Hobie and the other spider people have.

“That’s a goober—”

“A gizmo.” Lyla interrupted

“Whatever,” he tries to shoo the AI away from him but Lyla glitches to another place away from him, “that gadget gives you the ability to jump to a different universe. That’s it, I’ll give you instructions for your first mission…Welcome to the club.” he stared at you for a while, a kind of longing feeling from him vibed out you just shrugged it.

“Thanks!...Boss?”

He shook his head, then walked away from you, “Don’t call me that, it’s weird.”

“Huh, alright then. I’ll call you Miguel if that is fine with you.”

He did not respond.

Not bothered by his lack of response, you ran back to Gwen and Hobie, waving the ‘goober’ in your hand. Gwen smiled whilst Hobie greeted you ‘welcome to the spidey club’, it was never really your intention to join but it seems that you got in.

You’ll wait for the first mission Miguel will send you.

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

I saw that youre open to Tokyo Debunker fanfiction I'm like....OBSESSED with Sho 👉👈

Can I pretty please have maybe some dating Sho headcannons? Or a jealousy fic? Or forced proximity? Literally anything, I am starved for crumbs 😭😭😭😭😭

Hi! Oh my goodness, an Australian Tokyo Debunker fan who's obsessed with Sho? We're basically the same person! Thank you for your request. I went with the headcanons here but I've made a note of your other suggestions and will hopefully get around to them soon. I'll tag you in them once they're posted. I hope you like the headcanons!

Fandom: Tokyo Debunker

Characters: Sho Haizono x gn! Reader

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My thoughts about what it would be like dating Sho.

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Okay, if you’re dating Sho, you’ve got to like food. Even if there are only a few things you like to eat, you’ve got to enjoy something.

Cooking for people is without a doubt his love language and he’ll make any modifications needed to make sure you can eat his cooking and that you enjoy it as much as possible.

He’d also really love it if you enjoy going for rides on Bonnie but he’s not going to force you. He just likes the idea of you wrapping your arms around him to keep from slipping off.

Unfortunately, by dating Sho, you will have to deal with Leo a lot. But I don’t think Leo would ever truly try to split you two up for fun. He might joke about it but I think deep down he does want Sho to be happy.

Sho can get flustered easily, especially when it comes to you giving him compliments or praise. He’ll try to deny it but when that doesn’t work, he’ll suddenly turn the tables and make you flustered.

Oh, you’ll never escape from Hyde now. His little brother’s dating someone at last? Ah, they grow up so fast! He’s definitely going to tease Sho and meddle (in a caring big brother way).

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[elizabethsnuts]

HI! I just came across your blog and I'm already so obsessed, are you able to do a FanFiction where F!Y/N(winterwidow child ofc) and Peter were dating, but one day Y/N comes into her parents room(they were at the verge of making out..) crying and she basically explains how Peter dumped her(Events before Homecoming, No one knows Peter is spiderman and he's just scared if anyone realizes his spiderman they will go for Y/N. He's just looking out for her and hasn't stopped loving her. He just thinks it's for the best 🥹).

basically— winterwidow comforting their bbgirl through her first heartbreak while fighting the urge to beat up Peter)

Heartbreak

WinterWidow x Daughter!Reader

Summary: Peter suddenly dumps you, Natasha and Bucky are determined to find out why.

A/N: Thank you for supporting my work! I’m glad you love my blog 🫶🏻💕

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You suddenly burst into your parents' room, tears streaming down your face, your sobs filling the quiet night. Natasha and Bucky, both trained to wake at the slightest sound, were instantly alert. They sat up in bed, concern etching deep lines into their faces as they saw your distress.

"Y/N? Dorogoy, what happened?" Natasha asked, her voice soft and soothing as she reached out to you.

You didn't respond immediately, your body wracked with sobs. You climbed onto the bed, seeking the comfort and safety that your parents provided. Bucky wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close while Natasha gently stroked your hair.

"Shh, it's okay, we're here," Bucky murmured, his voice a low rumble that usually calmed you down. But tonight, your heartache was too raw, too overwhelming.

Finally, between sobs, you managed to speak. "Peter... Peter… he broke up with me." Saying it only made you start sobbing harder.

Natasha and Bucky exchanged a glance over your head. They knew how much you cared for Peter. The two of you had been inseparable since meeting, and your relationship was young love. The news of your breakup was unexpected and deeply troubling.

"What happened, N/N?" Natasha asked, her voice still gentle but tinged with the protective edge of a mother ready to defend her child.

You took a shuddering breath, trying to steady yourself. "He... he said he didn't want to be with me anymore. That it was too dangerous. But he didn't explain why. I don't understand, Mum. I thought he loved me."

Bucky's jaw clenched, his blue eyes flashing with anger. He wanted to march over to Peter’s place and demand answers, but he knew that wouldn't help you right now. Natasha, sensing Bucky's rising anger, placed a hand on his arm to calm him.

"Y/N, listen to me," Natasha said, her tone gentle and caring. "Sometimes people make decisions that hurt us, but it's not always about us."

"But why won't he tell me?" You cried. "Why would he just end things like this?"

Bucky sighed, pulling you closer. "I don't know why Peter did what he did. But I do know that you're amazing, and anyone would be lucky to have you. If Peter can't see that right now, it's his loss."

You buried your face in your father's chest, your sobs quieter now but still heart-wrenching. Natasha continued to stroke your hair, your mind racing. She was angry, angry that Peter broke your heart and left without a reason. She tried to think of a reason to reassure you.

"Maybe Peter thought he was protecting you," Natasha said softly. "You know how much he worries about the people he cares about."

"But I don't need protecting," You whispered. "I just need him."

Bucky kissed the top of your head. "I know, sweetheart. But sometimes people think they're doing the right thing, even if it's not what we want."

Natasha's eyes narrowed slightly. She made a mental note to have a private conversation with Peter later. If he had a reason for breaking your heart, she intended to find out what it was. For now, their priority was comforting you.

They spent the next hour talking with you, reassuring you that you were loved and that they would always be there for you, no matter what. Slowly, your sobs subsided, and you drifted off to sleep, nestled between your parents.

Once you were asleep, Bucky and Natasha carefully removed themselves from the bed. They moved to the living room, their faces grim.

"I want to know what the hell Parker was thinking," Bucky growled, his anger no longer contained.

Natasha nodded, her eyes hard. "We'll talk to him. But we need to be careful. If Peter did this to protect her, there’s a reason. We need to understand it before we act."

Bucky took a deep breath, trying to calm his raging emotions. "I just hate seeing her like this, Nat."

"I know," Natasha said, placing a hand on his arm. "But we'll get to the bottom of it. Together."

———

The next day, Natasha arranged a meeting with Peter. She and Bucky waited in the training room of the Avengers compound, their expressions stern. When Peter arrived, he looked nervous, his eyes darting between them.

"Mr. Barnes, Ms. Romanoff," Peter greeted, his voice tentative.

"Peter," Natasha said, her voice cool. "We need to talk."

Peter swallowed hard, already knowing what this was about. "I... I know you're upset. But I had to do it."

"Had to break our daughter's heart?" Bucky snapped, his fists clenched at his sides.

Peter flinched, stuttering as he tried to explain himself. "Y- Yeah- Yes! I had to! I don’t want her to get hurt. I’m Spiderman! I just want to keep her safe…"

There was a long silence, Peter was shifting awkwardly on his feet under the piercing gaze of Natasha and Bucky. Finally, Nat spoke up,

"What does being Spider-Man have to do with breaking up with Y/N?" Natasha asked, her tone sharp.

Peter took a deep breath. "If anyone finds out who I am, they'll go after the people I care about. Y/N would be a target. I can't let that happen. I thought... I thought if I broke up with her, she'd be safer."

Bucky's anger softened slightly, understanding dawning in his eyes. Anger was still clearly lingering. "You did it to protect her."

Peter nodded, tears welling up in his eyes. "I love her. I still love her. But I can't put her in danger."

Natasha sighed, her expression softening as well. "Peter, I understand your intentions, but you should have talked to us. We could have found a way to keep her safe without breaking her heart."

Peter looked down, guilt etched into his features. "I know. I just... I panicked. I’ll tell her. I promise."

———

Later that evening, Peter sat down with you, explaining everything. How he thought that him being Spider-Man would endanger you, how sorry he was and most importantly telling you that he still loved you. You realized that Peter's actions, though painful, came from a place of love and protection.

With time, you and Peter found a way to rebuild your relationship with each other and while the urge to protect you was always there, Peter knew he didn’t have to worry anymore.



[aettuddae]

to that anon who’s also wondering how far is jimin’s obsession w serim’s hands gonna go . . . i got something for you

(1) i can imagine jimin trying to be subtle as she can possibly be, knowing how much effect she has on serim, she’s gonna use that for her advantage! picture serim and jimin casually watching tv, sat beside one another. jimin missing the warmth of serim’s hands (we all know she’s not gonna say that out loud, but let’s just ignore that), holds the older’s wrist to bring one of her hands on top of her thigh, serim’s hand slightly smacking her. jimin’s excuse? a fly. and serim will just look at the younger like 🤨 jimin would probably threaten the older to not remove her hand or else she’ll kill one of serim’s plants, and all serim can do is obey. wouldn’t even question jimin’s actions 😭 NOT AT ALL (from time to time, serim would trace circles on jimin’s thigh and all jimin could do is squirm on the inside)

(2) if ever the two would sleep again in one bed (not sexually!) i can also imagine serim’s sleeping body close to jimin, but we all know they cuddle when they sleep tgt so let’s put it like that. serim’s head trapped in the crook of jimin’s neck, her hand peacefully resting on jimin’s stomach while her arm is trapped between the mattress and jimin’s back, her other hand holding the younger’s waist tenderly. and jimin would still not find that enough 😭✋🏼 carefully, she’ll put the hand resting on her stomach close to her mouth, leaving small kisses as she looks at serim’s face, watching to see if the older would wake up cuz of her actions. and the next day she’ll be like, “why the fuck did i do that?”

(if she’s not leaving pecks on serim’s hand, she’ll probably bring it on her neck and move each fingers as if serim’s moving it on her own)

(3) we do know how their company’s kinda on abt the whole fake dating thing, so i can see them ordering the two to be more affectionate in public. serim sticking beside jimin in a party, following her like a lost puppy. and then jimin would find some other artists to talk to, of course serim’s beside her. serim, remembering the orders of the company, will put her hand on jimin’s waist, caressing it. and the younger would bring her hand on top of serim’s guiding her thru her body, leaving serim’s hand on her stomach, making serim lean closer than she already did. i can imagine jimin caressing serim’s hands even without much people around, and her excuse would probably be “company’s order.”

+++ LOLOLOL i can also see her looking thru serim’s pics and zooming in on her hands and then she’ll be like, “OOOOOHH that’s veiny, i want that.” but of course, she wouldn’t say that 😭 “eugh, why is it veiny?” is what she’d probably say

also jimin watching intensely at serim typing on her computer cuz her fingers are looking too good and are moving so fast LOL

(i’ll be 🍊 anon now if you don’t mind!)

IWJDIEKSLQJWPWJD92JDOUFOWHDIEJWIDJFIRI3ID9WIA AAAAAAAAA RRRAAAAAAWWWWWRRRT GRRRR WOFDF

listen i read this anon yesterday right before when i had to leave my house so i couldn't get the time to answer it until now, but swear i haven't stop thinking about, anon you have made me so happy and smiley and blush a lot

i barely even have idea as to what to answer i'm just growling omg this is like fanfiction of my fanfiction

1. THIS IS FIRST OF ALL GRRRRRRRRR RAWR AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA and secondly, can we talk about how insanely reasonable it would be for serim to have her hand stuck to jimin's thigh whenever they sit next to each other? we literally saw jimin being obsessed with serim's hands and serim being obsessed with jimin's thighs. third, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. fourth, this is so cute this is so cute this is so cute like jimin threatening serim and the small circles where can i read this fanfic does anyone know?

2. i'm going to kill myself. that's it. how ADORABLE, how DOMESTIC, how INSANE is that even when they're sleeping together she needs her even closer so she just starts kissing her fingers? i can't i don't know what to do, this ask is so good it makes me feel mediocre as a writer. i should be better, i apologize. GOOD LORD

3. THIS ONE'S THE BETTER SHUT UPPPP, i'm stealing this one idc you didn't put copyright. YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND, SHE'S MAKING HER HOLD HER TIGHTER BY LEADING HER HAND THRU HER BODY 🗣🗣🗣 SHE'S CARESSING HER HAND 🗣🗣🗣🗣

+ i can't she has totally done that 😭 the times she has stalked serim she so have paused on one picture where her hands are in all their glory to stare at it, lost in thought, just to realize after a while and be like "i'm so gross what's wrong with me?"

anon you have to kill me even to the last sentence you need to do this more often i'm paying you

i've never been this thrilled about an ask, i feel like i'm the one obsessed with serim's hands. anon i think i'm in love with you.

and yes, there's no problem !!

[lizhaoyu]

Nightowl's Birthday Special: Shadows and Snow

(A/N: Welcome to my Birthday Special Fanfiction~ How are you guys doing? My birthday was on August 10! I know, I'm months late. But I hope you guys still enjoy this fanfiction nonetheless.)

(I gave the reader ice abilities, and Iso some shadow abilities because imagining Iso with shadow abilities makes me cum. I know. It will probably make you too.)

GN!Reader x Iso

TW: Obsession (I love the obsession trope. It's my birthday special, so I decided to make it my favorite trope. I made the reader SUPER COOL and SUPER NONCHALANT at first because why not.)

The streets were alive with chaos. Explosions shook the ground, and gunfire echoed in every corner. The enemy had unleashed their most dangerous weapon, and the mission seemed doomed.

Amid the chaos, you moved like a ghost. Your ice-coated boots barely made a sound through the broken remains of a building, your eyes scanning every shadow.

Suddenly, a movement caught your attention. A figure darted through the smoke, fast and fluid. But something was off. The way they stumbled. You grip your Vandal tighter and creep forward.

Just as you were about to turn a corner, you heard a groan. You peer through the smoke and debris and see him—Iso. The notorious agent, known for his ability to manipulate shadows and disappear at will, was on his knees, bleeding from a deep gash on his side.

You froze. You heard about him. The lone wolf. The assassin who never worked with anyone. But right now, Iso didn't look invincible. He looked human. And vulnerable.

Without a second thought, you rush to his side. You crouch next to him, your hands glowing faintly with ice energy as you press them to his wound, slowing the bleeding.

Iso's eyes snapped open, his hand instinctively reaching for his gun, but his vision blurred as he recognized the figure kneeling beside him.

"It's you..." he rasped, barely able to form words.

"Stay still," you command, your voice cold but steady as your icy powers worked to freeze the blood long enough for him to heal. "You're lucky I found you."

You ignore the comment, focusing on stabilizing him. Iso watched you work, fascinated by the contrast of your delicate hands and the deadly power you wield.

Something was mesmerizing about your calm under pressure. As you work, the world seems to fade away in Iso's eyes. He found himself staring, the pain in his side forgotten for a moment.

You glanced at him. "You'll live, but you owe me one."

Iso chuckled, though it was cut short by the pain. "I don't... like owing people."

"You'll get over it." You scoff, standing up.

-

The mission was somehow completed. Both you and Iso had made it out alive, though barely. Days later, back at base, Iso couldn't get you out of his head. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw you — the way your icy powers had flowed through your hands with such precision, the way you had saved him without hesitation.

It gnawed at him. He wasn't used to needing anyone, let alone being saved by someone.

He found himself wandering the halls of the base, looking for you. Obsessing over his and your encounter, replaying it over and over again. He knew he should be focusing on his recovery, on the next mission, but you had become a fixation.

He wanted to understand — this mysterious person who had appeared in his life at his most vulnerable moment.

When he finally found you, you were in the training room, perfecting your aim. Your breath was steady, your movements fluid as you fired shot after shot with pinpoint accuracy. Iso watched from the shadows, his haze never leaving you.

"You always watch from the dark, or are you planning on saying something this time?" Your voice broke the silence, your eyes never leaving your target.

Iso smirked, stepping into the light. "You noticed."

"I always notice," You replied coolly, finally turning to face him. "What do you want?"

He wasn't sure how to answer that. He wasn't used to wanting anything from anyone. But this... this was different.

"You saved me," he said after a pause, his voice low. "I don't forget things like that."

You tilt your head slightly, your expression unreadable. "You're welcome."

There was a moment of silence. Iso, normally quick with a retort, found himself at a loss for words. His obsession with you was growing by the minute, and he didn't understand it. All he knew was that he needed to be near you. To figure you out. To see if the ice-cold interior you showed to the world was real, or if there was something more beneath it.

You sense his inner turmoil, narrowing your eyes. "You're not used to people helping you, are you?"

Iso clenched his fists, his jaw tightening. "No."

"Then stop following me around," You say bluntly, turning back to your target. "I'm not one of your shadows."

Your words stung, but Iso wasn't deterred. Instead, they fueled his obsession. He wanted to know why you had saved him, why you had chosen to help someone like him.

And more than that, he wanted to understand your identity behind the ice.

-

Over the next few weeks, Iso's fixation on you only deepened. He found excuses to train with you, to be in the same missions, always watching you, always drawn to the cold precision in which you operated. You intrigued him in a way no one ever had, and that both frustrated and thrilled him.

You, for your part, remained as distant as ever, though you couldn't deny the strange pull you felt towards Iso. He was reckless, unpredictable, and everything you usually despised in a teammate. Yet, there was something about the way he looked at you, the intensity in his gaze, that made you pause.

It wasn't long before Iso's obsession became undeniable, even to him.

One night, after a particularly grueling mission, Iso cornered you in the empty hallways of the base. His eyes, dark and intense, more into yours as he finally voiced the thoughts that had been consuming him.

"I can't stop thinking about you," he confessed, his voice rough. "You saved me. And now... I can't stay away."

Your heart raced, though your expression remained calm. "You're confusing gratitude with something else."

"No," Iso growled, stepping closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "It's more than that."

You met his gaze, ice meeting shadow, and for the first time, you didn't have a quick reply. The tension between them crackled, and the lines between the mission and obsession blurred.

Iso's expression darkened, his hand gently brushing your arm. "I don't want to conquer you. I just want... to understand."

You pulled away, your eyes cold and conflicted. "Then stop trying so hard."

But as you walked away, Iso knew it was too late. He was already too deep. And somehow, he sensed that beneath your icy walls, you were just as trapped in this dangerous game as he was.

-

The tension between you and Iso grew thicker with each passing day, yet something in you had begun to shift. Where once Iso's constant presence had felt suffocating, now it was... familiar. You could sense him before he entered a room, always lurking in the shadows, waiting, watching.

It was unnerving, yes, but there was a strange comfort in his obsession.

You had always been alone, used to standing apart from the others. Your ice powers isolated you, both physically and emotionally. Most of your teammates respected you, but none dared to come too close.

Until Iso.

At first, you tolerated his fixation, thinking it would pass. But now you begin to wonder if, in some twisted way, Iso understood you. He wasn't afraid of the cold, the distance. He wasn't put off by your silence or the walls you kept around yourself.

Instead, he seemed drawn to it, captivated by your very detachment.

It wasn't long before you stopped pushing him away.

-

One evening, after a particularly exhausting mission, you were sitting in the quiet of your room, your mind replaying the events of the day. You had barely noticed Iso slipping into the room, as silent as a shadow, until he was standing in front of you.

"You shouldn't be here," you said, though your tone lacked its usual sharpness.

You looked up at him, your eyes meeting his dark, intense gaze. You knew you should tell him to leave, set boundaries, and stop this before it spiraled further.

But something inside you couldn't. Maybe it was the exhaustion from the mission or the loneliness that had been creeping into your heart for far too long.

"You're obsessed with me," you say simply, but without accusation.

Iso didn't deny it. "I am."

"And you're not going to stop, are you?"

He shook his head, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "No."

You leaned back in your chair, studying him. The old you—the you that had thrived on isolation—would have iced him out long ago. But something about Iso's unwavering devotion had worn you down. Maybe it was the intensity, the way he never faltered in his obsession.

Or maybe it was that part of you, the part that you tried so hard to keep frozen, that longed for connection.

"You're a fool," you said softly.

Iso knelt in front of you, his gaze never leaving yours. "Maybe. But I'm your fool."

You felt a small, almost imperceptible crack in the ice around your heart. You should have stopped this—should have pulled away before it became something darker, something dangerous.

But instead, you let him stay. His presence was suffocating, yes, but it was also strangely comforting. He was there, always there, and for once, you didn't feel completely alone.

You didn't speak as Iso reached for your hand, his fingers brushing against your cold skin. The touch was electric, sending a shiver down your spine, though you kept your face composed.

"I can't stay away from you," Iso whispered, his voice raw with need. "I don't want to."

Your eyes flicked to his, your usual icy exterior melting just a fraction. "Then don't."

For the first time, you let him in. Just a little. It wasn't love, not yet, but it was something—something that tugged at the cold, hard edges of your soul. Iso's obsession was dark, unhealthy even, but there was a part of you that welcomed it, needed it. Maybe you had been in the cold for too long.

Iso smiled, a rare softness in his features as he realized what just happened. You had accepted him, accepted his obsession. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against your skin as he whispered, "I'll always be here."

"I know," you reply, your voice barely above a whisper.

For better or for worse, you had let Iso in. You knew it wouldn't be easy, knowing that his fixation on you was more dangerous than he let on. But for now, you had let yourself sink into the darkness of it, letting the shadows close in around you both.

For the first time in a long time, you weren't entirely alone.

-

(A/N: How was this? Thank you for the support, everyone! Obsession is one of my favorite tropes, and I hope you guys like this one too.)

[sugarcult]

Liam, I wrote up this big, long letter for you, and it seemed like nothing came out right or like it just didn't sound how I wanted it to. So I guess I'll just do my best.

Years ago, I remember other fans being obsessed with Diana when it came out, and how many fans said that One Direction had saved them. I didn't think I could relate because I wasn't actively suicidal or self-harming at that time, and I guess I thought all that was a little overdramatic. But in the last two weeks, I've been thinking it over, and I really think 1D not only changed my life but saved it too.

When I first started being a fan of the band, it was 2012, and I had no idea how hard my life was about to become. I guess you probably felt like that too, in retrospect - when you auditioned for X Factor, and you were put in a band by surprise, and you strapped in for this wild ride you couldn't have anticipated, with the highs and the lows that came with it. I remember feeling so much joy listening to 1D, watching silly videos, meeting new people, writing and reading fanfiction. I invested so much of my time into 1D during the active years of the band, at first because I wanted to and it was fun, but now that I'm older and I have some perspective, it wasn't really that simple.

I had a really hard home life in those years. I was in high school, and I didn't have supportive parents. I remember at many points feeling like nobody understood me - not my friends, not my family, or anyone at school - except, in some weird way, One Direction and their fans did. You guys created an atmosphere that was so uplifting and supportive, that prioritized things like mental health and social justice, having a laugh and still being kind. These are all things I really needed in my life.

I didn't make a friend in the fandom until about 2016, so for the entire duration of 1D being active, I was doing my solo thing. I had other people I kind of interacted with during that time, but not any real friends I stayed in touch with. My entire high school career was me being a 1D fan basically alone, and I think I forget that sometimes because I have a lot of 1D friends now. But at my most vulnerable, and in my most formative years, the only thing I really had was One Direction. And I have been thinking a lot about how much of that fun, welcoming, supportive environment was exactly those things because of you. I felt so much support just being in the proximity of the fanbase and the band. I had something to live for, even when my home life was terrible, when my friends abandoned me, when my grades started slipping. I didn't have much sense of identity or self-awareness at all at the time, so it didn't occur to me until recently how much harder and more emotionally volatile those years would have been for me without One Direction. And when I finally did start processing all the hard stuff I had gone through a couple years later, my friends in the fandom were there for me in a way most people couldn't be. I'll be forever grateful to them, and to all of you.

I always felt like you saw me, and like you got me, and like we had the same priorities and values about how people should be treated. I guess that's because you had been bullied yourself and knew what it felt like to be treated unkindly. It really hurts me to know just how much unkindness you continued to receive all the way to the end. I think people saw your joy at the success of your loved ones and your continued pride in the band as somehow disingenuous, but I know it wasn't, because I see so much of myself in you.

I hope you know how many people truly loved and admired you, and how much good you put out into the world, and that the bad that each of us has done does not negate that. Without you, I wouldn't have lived this long. It sounds dramatic, but now that I'm on the other side of the hardest years of my life, I know I couldn't have made it through without you and your influence. You have been and still are a light to people on every continent, people you've never met, who have never been in the same stadium as you. Actually, in ways you don't know and in ways that can't be quantified, you have changed the lives of so many people indirectly. You changed my brother's life, for one, by helping me become someone who could be resilient and strong for him when he needed it. You changed my dad's life by making me someone who can teach others compassion. You've made my son's life possible, by helping me be strong enough to be here so he could even be born. And for every fan you've had like me, you've touched the lives of countless other people indirectly in the same way. The good you have done may be hard to see sometimes through all the noise, but that doesn't mean it isn't there. I hope you knew that in those final days, and I hope you know it now, wherever you are.

I've found it really striking, how many of the people who knew you feel the need to say they hope you're finally at peace now. I wish that didn't say so much about how hard things were for you the last several years. I wish I could have been more vocal and let you know how much change you had made in my life and how much I love you. I wish I could have been more supportive than just a person you might see through pixels on a screen, although I know you had many loved ones who supported you in life too. The grief we are all feeling for you feels some days like it has stopped the world.

It's been a while since I've truly lost someone, and I think the last few years have made the impact of loss hit a lot harder than it used to. I understand now why people turn to religion in times like these. It's for hope.

A lot of other people have said it, but I hope in my heart that it's true:

You will find me

In places that we've never been

For reasons we don't understand

Walking in the wind

You shined so bright, and you still do. But I would have loved you even if you hadn't.

[white-poppie]

Hello how are you? I’d like to request killua x f reader headcanons where the reader has pet dragons. Like you can tell she’s weak and yet when a giant creature shows up behind her it’s bound to be a little menacing. I’m sorry I know this is a weird request I’m just obsessed with dragons 😭

How to train your Dragon (ft. Y/N and Killua)

Okay first off, this is just adorable.

Okay so Killua really undermined you when he first saw you, he liked how nice and gentle you were, but you were too weak to be interesting.

However Gon really adored you, so you invited both of them to your house.

And Boom, he was quacking in his boots when he saw this ginormous Dragon greet you like a puppy.

The Zoldycks have a large dog as a pet too, but a dragon?? that's a whole new level.

He is just standing there like: 🧍

And you are like "Oh don't worry he doesn't bite."

Yeah, clearly he doesn't bite, he just kills on the spot-

Gon is already trying to befriend the Dragon and Killua is just holding him by his T-shirt to stop him from running like Bro chill, that's a whole Dragon, not a puppy.

If the Dragon helps in fights I hate to break it to you, but Killua will sometimes make fun of that.

He'll be like "Oh you can't even fight without (dragon name?)"

Oh god if you start crying he genuinely feels like the worst scum on the earth.

What's worse? Your Dragon is growling at Killua for making you cry.

Timeskip to the next day, and you wake up to see your dragon decorated with flower garlands and stick-on sequins and stickers on its scales.

He is holding one end of a banner and your dragon is holding another end of the banner which reads 'I'M SORRY.' You try to ignore the slight burns on Killua's clothes.

Anyways after that you guys just got closer, and the things that Killua made fun of started looking cuter.

Like look how fragile you look next to the dragon Jskdoeidowedui

Or the way you care about everyone, he is so enamoured by it.

Boy is head over heels but doesn't know how to process his feelings.

UNTIL you are in a fight where you end up getting hurt badly.

My guy goes absolutely bat-shit crazy.

Then its pretty obvious tbh you guys just figure it out eventually,

Dragon best wingman!

Idk what this is I am sorry if you don't like it.

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I get why people didn't like the new helluva boss short, but if you say something like "well we didn't get anything new/insightful to the show! No new lore"

THEN YOU IS WRONG

We learnt that angelic protection/protection against demons IS purchasable in the human world implying alot of things. 1 being that a cherrub could bless an item to protect you if you've done a good deed but aren't dying OR angels can bless things and give them out, like how Versokia did with her concerts, just more ethical.

We learnt what attributes could/would be included in a sinner design and look when they get to hell, and he the way they died, what they were wearing, the obsession, personality and personal objects may affect their appearance. Giving hints to other sinner and what they could have been doing/what they looked like or their personality when they were alive.

Like Husk being the stereotype of a cat. And Niffy only having 1 eye, being a reference to how she lived, how she died or what she was like (maybe she was a on-track person in life. Never really compromising too largely or simply being a metaphor for not looking into situations more and being too naive or in this case blind to the truth)

Another thing we learnt is that Blitzo is VERY EASY to find, making the theory of the people he's killed coming back to kill him more believe and possible, as the girl from the short said that she saw his build-board. So he's definitely not hidding.

And finally, the fanfictions the girl wrote could either be foreshadowing of season 2's ending (I'd recommend Sarcastic Chorus video on it) OR it could yet again be a jab at people who look too deeply into things. Like what I'm doing now.

Being a hint that not everything should be taken seriously, and that people get so engrossed in their fanfic and theories that they actually believe it to be cannon, even when stated otherwise. Making their own interpretation only to be disappointed and made about it.

Like with the amazing digital circus and Jax thing. He was never going to be a "hot", appealing, false antagonist and re script was written for him WAY before his release so they didn't really change his character. The expectation of Jax being the main love interest got to people and many were disappointed when he came out to be EXACTLY WHAT THEY SAID HE WOULD BE LIKE

So maybe a similar situation idk

Anyways lore dump over, how's your day beautiful?

[history-stan]

OKAY so I saw a post about making an Undertale Christmas Party type thing with a bunch of Bills (courtesy of @foundfamilyeric), so I decided to join+make a bit of an informational post on my witch Bill!

And so, I present to you...

Bill on the Boiling Isles AU summary

Now, for those of you who don't know what The Owl House is, let me give a bit of a small explanation:

The Owl House is a show about a teenage girl named Luz Noceda. Attached below is a picture of Luz Noceda:

Luz Noceda is a strange (likely neurodivergent) teenage girl who doesn't really fit in with her peers. She's a lot like Mabel, in a way—fun, emotional, a bit impulsive, very imaginitive. She's also pretty smart, as well as obsessed with magic.

Anyways, Luz finds herself in the demon realm, which is where witches live. Witches, of course, can produce magic. They do this by drawing circles in the air. This specific place in the demon realm the girl ends up is known as The Boiling Isles, which is run by Emperor Belos, a tyrant who insists on witches joining covens and only using said coven's magic for the rest of their life. However, there's one witch who's very adamant on NOT following this stupid rule, and that is Eda Clawthorne, also known as "The Owl Lady." Below is an image of Eda:

Because Eda refuses to follow Belos' system, she's a wanted criminal—however, she's a really powerful witch, too, due to her ability to use ALL magic. She makes a living selling human things to other witches (also in season 1 episode 2 it's mentioned that she sells potions, but I can't remember if that ever comes up again, so I'm not counting that). There's also a popular theory that she's Stan's ex-wife, Marilyn, who stole all of his winnings in Vegas.

Now, another important character is King. Attached below is a picture of King:

He's a silly little guy. Literally no one knows what he is other than a silly little guy. He swears he used to be the King of Demons (hence the name "King") and someone ended up being changed into this silly little guy. Whatever the case, he's a silly little guy who believes he's meant to be some tyrant overlord.

Another thing to mention: notice how Eda's staff has an owl at the top of it? That owl is Eda's palisman, Owlbert. A palisman is a statuette that's carved from a magical tree that bonds with their owner via strong emotional conviction. At times, the palisman will be in staff form, sitting motionless at the top, but other times, the palisman may be off the staff, acting as a familiar or helper for its owner. They can even telepathically speak with their owner. Attached below is an image of Owlbert off of the staff:

Anyways, with that out of the way, time to get into...

The Condensed AU Summary

So, Bill has been in the Theraprism for quite some time now, so the Axolotl talks to him to check out what's the problem. Bill, being Bill, is obviously like "therapy is stupid and I want to have my powers back and leave this place because this SUCKS." And so the axolotl is like "but you haven't made any progress." Bill, again, being Bill, says something along the lines of "well this is stupid and obviously not working. Just give me my powers and let me leave." And the axolotl thinks for a moment before telling him "okay, but you'll have to face your greatest enemy if you do this." And Bill is all sarcastic and replies, "What? Are you going to send me to work at the Mystery Shack? Because I've read all those fanfictions about me, and it's both cliche and dumb" (obviously no hate to those who DO write fanfics like that, I just think it'd be a funny fourth wall break moment). The axolotl says something along the lines of "not exactly, talk to the Owl Lady" before Bill is given his new physical form and dropped into the middle of a forest.

Bill immediately notices that his form is human-ish, but he doesn't realize WHERE he is yet. When he finds the town of Bonesborough, though, he realizes that this is the Boiling Isles and that he helped a loser witch hunter human named Philip Wittebane (who he now hates for reasons Bill refuses to explain) build a portal to help him get back to Earth. However, because of his transformation, he doesn't remember where the portal is or how to build it. That's when he notices a stand selling human stuff, and. when he looks closer, it's actually real. He talks to the lady selling them and asks where she got all of this stuff. Obviously, the lady tells him they're from the human realm, and Bill asks if she has a portal. She dodges the question.

This goes on for quite some time until a guard tries to arrest both the lady AND Bill (apparently, talking to a criminal means you're fraternizing with them). Bill, still thinking he's a human, tries to physically fight the guards, but obviously, this doesn't work. The lady, seeing how Bill is trying to fight off the guards, decides to step in and help him, and long story short, she ends up taking him back to the Owl House to lay low for a bit. The lady introduces herself as Eda the Owl Lady asks him why he didn't use magic, and Bill's like "because I'm a human?" And Eda's like "you literally have pointy ears, you're a witch." That's when Bill finally notices that he IS a witch, and thus DOES have powers. The Axolotl gave him what he wanted—he gave Bill powers and let him leave.

Except, Bill doesn't know how to use these powers. How's he supposed to have fun with his magical abilities if he can't use them? Eda asks him if he's learned how to use his magic. Bill's like "obviously I have, I'm an adult witch, obviously I know magic." Eda's all skeptical and asks him to cast a spell. Bill refuses, giving the excuse of his magic being too strong and it would probably kill Eda in an instant. Eda keeps pressing and Bill (feeling extremely insecure and vulnerable) explodes and tells her that yes, okay, he doesn't know how to use his powers YET, but he's fine, he can learn to do magic on his own, and that he doesn't need any help before leaving the Owl House.

Bill lives on the streets for a while, trying to learn magic as best he can while evading the emperor's guards. Him and Eda cross paths sometimes, Bill always making a point to tell her that he's doing GREAT on his own (he really isn't), but after almost being caught by the emperor's guards multiple times, he decides to FINALLY swallow his pride and go to Eda for help. When he finally does, Eda acts all smug and goes "oh? I thought you were fine on your own" and Bill's like "well yeah, I am, but if you're offering, I GUESS I'll accept." Eda says that he CAN stay, but if he wants to, he'll have to work for her. Bill's against this at first, but begrudgingly accepts.

So, Bill now lives in the Owl House and works for Eda, but he still insists on figuring out magic on his own. He actually grows quite close with King—he basically considers him a Junior Henchmaniac because of his drive for conquering kingdoms. Anyways, Bill keeps trying to figure out magic on his own, but is kind of struggling. Eda sometimes gives him some pointers, but Bill's like "I don't need your help!" After a while, however, Bill decides to actually try and TAKE the advice, and sure enough, the spell works. This causes Bill to trust Eda slightly more, and over time, he learns how to harness his magic pretty well.Still, he doesn't FULLY trust Eda—besides, he can still figure things out on his own.

Eventually, Eda decides that Bill's learned enough magic and is now ready to carve his own palisman. As a final test, she takes Bill on a heist, having Bill use the magic he's learned to steal the wood from the Boneborough garden club. He passes, and Eda teaches him how to carve. Bill decides to carve an axolotl (I have no reason for this other than it's funny), and when it's done, Eda tells Bill that in order for the palisman to wake up, he needs to tell it what he wants. Bill, being Bill, is like "I want to take over Earth and start the apocalypse and also get revenge on the Pines family for basically forcing me into therapy." Despite how driven he feels, the palisman doesn't wake up. Eda is super confused and slightly concerned, while Bill is frustrated. That's his end goal, and he feels so strongly about it, so why won't the damn this just WAKE UP?

Anyways, Bill is really moody for a while, trying to get his palisman to become animate or change into its staff form. This is WAY worse than the theraprism. He's come so far, and it's been for NOTHING? Bill's convinced that there's NOTHING that could make this any better.

Enter Luz Noceda.

I won't give too many spoilers, but season 1 of The Owl House happens. Bill gets character development. He learns to trust Eda more. At some point, Luz manages to break down his walls slightly (she's really good at that). Eventually, some time during either late season 1 or early season 2, Bill's kind of venting to his little axolotl palisman, and at some point, he says something along the lines of "I guess I've been alone for so long that I've forgotten how it feels to have a family. I... actually like this. I don't want to lose it again."

That's when it happens. In a flash of vibrant blue light, the axolotl statuette comes to life. The axolotl introduces themself as Frillson, but Bill doesn't reply. He's in complete shock. Bill realizes 3 things in that moment:

1. He actually admitted to seeing Luz, Eda, and King as family

2. This whole time, his strong, emotional conviction was not AT ALL related to Weirdmaggedon or his hate for the Pines—it was because he didn't want to be alone

and

3. The axolotl statuette he was just vulnerable with could hear him the whole time.

Anyways, seasons 2 and 3 happen, and Bill gets even MORE character development, and by the end, even though he's still a snarky, sarcastic jerk at times, he's also a bit more open, compassionate, and vulnerable than original Bill.

Attached below is an image of Bill in this AU:

Attached below is an image of Frillson when off the staff:

Now, with THAT out of the way, here's a few...

Bill tidbits

-Bill's witch form is short (only 5'3"), and he's kind of (extremely) insecure about it.

-Despite being really adept with his new magic, he's still not as powerful as he used to be. He's also pretty insecure about this.

-Despite the fact that Bill can no longer read minds, Frillson can read minds and tell Bill what people are thinking.

-When off the staff, Frillson will typically hide under Bill's hat.

-Bill keeps a lot of important things under his hat. This includes a picture of him, Luz, Eda, and King took together.

-Despite the fact that Eda and Bill are NOT romantically involved, King sees Bill as a father figure.

-Bill has accidentally called Luz "shooting star" on multiple occasions.

-Bill found pictures of Eda and Stan's Vegas wedding and he flipped out. Ever since then, he's been getting on her about her "horrible taste in men".

-If someone brings up the name "Philip Wittebane" around Bill, they should be prepared for him to go on a rage-filled tirade, talking about he's a "pathetic loser witch hunter who wasn't even that cool, and even though he thought he was smart, he wasn't, he was just jealous that his brother got a hot witch girlfriend and he didn't." He hates Philip Wittebane just as much, if not more, than Stan.

-Bill will never bring up WHY he feels such a strong hatred for Philip Wittebane. He always just says "personal reasons."

And now, for Christmas party reasons, attached below is a concept for Bill's sweater:

[elenthyaolyenths]

OMG ELENTHYA IM GONNA GO INSANE I JUST SAW RHE COVER ART YOU DID FOR BLOU AND OH MY GOD IT IS SO BEAUTIFUL IT HAS SO MUCH ENERGY IT IS SO AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IM SO OBSESSED CROWLEY'S HAIR IS SO FLOWY AND THE CAR OMG AND THE LOGOS AND EVERYTHIGS AND THE STARRY BACKGROUND

Sorry. Sorry. I. I'm normal.

Love tour art toure amazing I wanna paint it on my walls so I can look at it everyday

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EEEEEEEYBE my dear, your ask was one of the firsts I have ever gotten, and I was so happy and so shy about it that I didn't know then what I had to do with it! So I kept it, and time passed while I was hesitating, and then after all of that, I thought it was too late...

But it isn't, I know now! And now let me answer properly, so:

EYBEFIORO YOU ARE THE BEST SERIAL COMMENT WRITER I HAVE EVER HAD IN MY ARTIST LIFE AND I WANNA BASK ALL DAY IN THE LIGHT OF YOUR AMAZING CHEERINGS AND YOUR WONDERFUL GENTLENESS PLEASE PLEASE NEVER STOP THANK YOUUUUU 🎉🥂🙏❤️‍🩹🥰🥹🤣😊

And please everybody, show @eybefioro some love and if you want, go discover their current fanfiction! Summary 🔽

Crowley has been lonely ever since the beginning of time, but with every millennia it gets harder and harder to deal with it.

Warlock Dowling can't remember a time when he didn't feel alone. Having lost his parents early, he didn't had the opportunity to feel otherwise.

One day, they meet at the park.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/57061705/chapters/145121728