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[dxncingwithastrxnger]

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AKAJAKAKSMS OKAY OKAY SO TO ANYONE ELSE READING THIS, M A J O R DS/KNY MANGA SPOILERS PAST THIS POINT, LIKE LATE MANGA

BUT HEAR ME OUT OKAY

GENYA RIGHT WHEN HE DIES

HE LIKE FADES AWAY AND SHIT AND SANEMI'S CRYING AND EVERYTHING AND GENYA IS LIKE "Okay, I'm dead now, let's see what that means" B U T

INSTEAD OF WAKING UP IN THE AFTERLIFE

HE SUDDENLY WAKES UP IN A BEDROOM

SPECIFICALLY A MODERN BEDROOM

IN A NORMAL, NO DEMONS, MODERN WORLD

HE WAKES UP AND IS TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHERE HE'S AT WHEN SUDDENLY HE HEARS A LOUD BLARING NOISE (His phone alarm ofc) AND IT TERRIFIES HIM BECAUSE HE'S FROM OLD TIMES AND THEN SANEMI IS YELLING FROM ANOTHER ROOM FOR HIM TO GET THE HELL UP AND HE'S SO CONFUSED

AND BASICALLY WHAT HAPPENS

TWO DIFFERENT UNIVERSES TEMPORARILY CONNECT (I haven't figured out how/why yet) AND RIGHT WHEN GENYA DIES, HE ACTUALLY SWITCHES PLACES WITH A MODERN AU GENYA

SO TAISHO ERA GENYA GOES TO A MODERN WORLD WITHOUT DEMONS AND MODERN GENYA GOES TO A MODERN WORLD WHERE THEY'RE TECHNICALLY STILL IN THE MIDDLE OF FIGHTING DEMONS

AND CHAOS ENSUES

AND I KNOW THAT I WANT IT TO BE GENMUI

BUT I'M NOT SURE HOW I WANNA DO THAT

LIKE DO I BRING CANON MUI BACK?? OR DO I MAKE IT ANGSTY WHERE ONLY ONE GENYA GETS TO BE WITH MUI?

DOES TAISHO GENYA GO BACK TO HIS WORLD AND DIE?? LIVE?? OR DOES HE NOT GO BACK AT ALL?? I HAVE ALL SORTS OF STUFF I STILL GOTTA FIGURE OUT, TBH

But here, this is all I have written for it currently:

[“I want you to…be…happy…”

“Genya.”

“I don’t…want you to…die…”

“Genya!!”

His own name echoes throughout his mind, though he’s surprised he still has one, considering he’s dead. He supposes that means there really is an afterlife. In fact, he can still feel his body. Or at least some version of it. He feels almost like he’s falling. Or maybe he’s being pulled down? Like sinking deeper into water. He can’t hear or see anything anymore, he can just…feel. He’s not sure how much time passes as he goes through this strange phase or void. He has no way to tell. But eventually, it’s like he’s finally settled into something.

Suddenly, he feels something solid beneath him. His vision turns into that of behind his closed eyelids. And now he can hear things again.]

[princesssmars]

baby girl, im finna rock your shit!

a sequel to this vi x reader. p.iii

wc : 1.735

contains : fxf relationship and sex. some romantic fluff. rough sex. penetrative sex (r!receiving). some dom!vi i think. lowkey highkey jealous/possesive vi.

a/n : greatest writing motivation is being horny as fuck. enjoy.

for better or worse, violet could not keep her hands off of you.

when you first glanced at her you did not take her for the type to be so affectionate - dyed black hair, smudged eyeshadow, not to mention the abundance of leather she was wearing as she celebrated knocking her opponent out cold. that mixed with her playboy reputation with some of her more desperate fans? let’s say you weren’t expecting nightly shoulder rubs and playful smushing of cheeks when you got home.

but when you finally gave her a chance to worm her way into your heart you were gladly surprised to see just how much of a sweetheart the boxer could really be. she texted you every day and constantly made sure you were taking care of your physical and mental well-being.

and of course, once you gave her the go-ahead she was so physically affectionate. she always had a hand on your hip when walking in public, gently moving you to avoid a small obstacle or to show you a small place she wanted to treat you to. at your shared apartments she would follow you around almost akin to a puppy, a big dopey smile on her face as she stood behind you while you were grabbing some chips from the kitchen.

“uhh…do you need something?”

“nope.”

“…are you sure?”

“yup.”

and every time you couldn’t help but roll your eyes and smile at her before putting a kiss on her cheek.

and while you noticed it beforehand, after you slept together for the first time you saw just how…depraved her affection could get.

from your experience, the first few days after the first time with a partner could be strange, with neither partner knowing when it would be right to initiate the next time without seeming too distant or too desperate. but gods were you glad you and vi were on the same wavelength. it was only the morning after that you were ready to go at her again, nearly embarrassingly desperate to feel the ache she left between your legs again.

but you were feeling just the slightest bit of self-conscious over how eager you were with her last night, so you decided to do something nice to show your appreciation by making her and you a nice breakfast. even though your legs felt the slightest bit wobbly as you made your way to the kitchen.

in the middle of you poking at the eggs to check their progress when you feel a pair of strong arms encircle your waist and a towering body press into your back. you try to keep focusing on the cooking but it becomes impossible when vi starts to playfully bite and kiss at the skin of your neck, forcing you to giggle as the feeling of it combined with her hair getting in your face.

your giggle turns into an airy gasp when her palms grasp your hips and she brashly thrusts her crotch into your backside, moving your body over to the side so you can grip the counter. a deep groan escapes from her throat when your hand travels up to grip her hair. another moan leaves your throat when she lets one of her hands travel down beneath her your sleepshirt.

so you were both equally desperate. and it was amazing.

now her quick kisses before boxing matches had a fair chance of turning into heated make-out sessions and quickies, her scarred lips smiling as she whispered how she needed to complete her ‘winning ritual’ before she goes out to fight, which usually consists of her getting on her knees and eating you out until you’re dizzy. she also loved downright groping you whenever she got the chance when you slept over at her apartment. you could be mopping the floors and she wouldn’t hesitate to reach down and squeeze or slap your ass before walking off like nothing happened.

and though you initially didn't suspect it, you find out she can be incredibly possessive. and again, it was amazing.

once you started to become more official vi made sure you had a front-row ticket to her matches so she could turn her head and spot you whenever she was in the ring. she was scheduled to fight some up-and-coming boxer who was known for her big mouth, and after shit-talking vi one too many times in the press your girlfriend was more than eager to step into the ring. you just didn't expect the woman to have an apparent death wish as she openly flirted with you before the match started, blowing you a kiss and a wink before coming face to face with an uncommonly calm violet.

it was one of the faster knockouts she'd gotten in her career.

as soon as the press and her team were done talking to her she gave you a look. a look that said “get your ass in the car because you are so getting messed up when we get home,,”

and so, you get your ass in the car. and not even an hour later, she makes good on her silent words.

“fuck, fuck, fuck!”

“thats it, take it baby. just fucking take it.”

when you had called vi depraved you truly meant it, as there was no other way to describe the provocative posiiton she had you in - your body pliant and settled on top of hers as her arms wrapped under your kneed and locked behind your head.

all of it was just so deliciously disorienting. the way her feet planted on to the mattress so that she could use her core to thrust her hot pink strap inside of your cunt, the frequent growls and grunts she let fly right next to your ear, how her clasped hands kept forcing your head from rolling back to looking down-

you let out a pitifully desperate whine when your eyesight locks onto the sight of your body from the mirror she dragged over to the front of the bed. youd felt a zap go through your body as she was doing so, and it was only increased ten fold as you saw the creamy mess between your thighs, strings of your slick expanding and contracting each time she pounded herself into you.

“god, i can feel you clenching around me. you like looking at how fucking messy i make you?” violet sneers before delivering a random harsh thrust inside you, laughing nearly cruelly when an odd squeaking comes from your throat.

“aw don't worry baby, i love it too. sounds so fucking good, should've set up a god damn camera-”

it is definitely not embarrassing how loudly you moan at that. you aren't allowed to be bashful when violet giggles into your shoulder. she brings one of her hands to wrap around your throat while the other travels downwards. she brushes over your breasts and stomach, reveling in the ripple it causes when you take a shaky inhale at the feeling.

you’re so caught up in the contradictory softness of her touch and the roughness of her hips movements that you’re more than shocked when she raises her hand and brings it down in a hard slap against your thigh. your hips involuntarily move up into her palm while down towards the strap, conflicted on which pleasure you want to overwhelm you.

“come on, don't run from it. we know you can take it.” she groaned, bringing her hand down in another rough slap against your thigh. she was never the most jealous person. she was never in a relationship long enough to be jealous. but seeing you fall apart for her so desperately after that bitch had the nerve to hit on you in front of her put a sick feeling of satisfaction in the pit of her chest.

your whines start to take on a higher pitch that reveals to her you’re closer than ever to your orgasm. high off of the win and the euphoria of fucking you and feeling the base of her dick bumping into her clit with each thrust, she decides to take a gamble and do something that she knows will make you make a mess for her.

there are no words to describe the full-body feeling you have at her rough palm smacking down on your clit, or the way your orgasm rips out of you like a bullet train. it’s so powerful it nearly hurts, and no matter how much you try to arch away from her she uses her grip to hold you down and follows you up with her hips.

“nuh uh, don't fucking run from me, baby. just feel it, god take it, bet you look so fucking pretty.”

the pleasure feels like it lasts for hours, and its only halfway through that you realize you’re leaking all over both of you and the sheets. you also realize that the experience has brought violet to a fiery orgasm herself, her body pushing through the pleasure as she uses shaky thrusts to help the both of you ride through your orgasms.

with how much she loves being affectionate, it's no surprise that vi is a god at aftercare. once it's clear your high has passed and you’re teasing the edge of sleep she immediately gets to work by slowly slipping the strap out of you and pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek when you whimper at the object leaving your warmth. ever so gently she handles your body to slip off of hers and rest on the bed and on shaky legs walks to get a rag from the bathroom.

after cleaning both of you off she tosses the strap to the floor to be cleaned later and flops in bed next to you. as she lays on her stomach she rests her arm over your body, pulling you in ever closer to her.

“y’know i think that reaction gives me permission to start calling you jealous.” your voice is quiet but hoarse and gives her just the littlest bit of pride.

“’m not jealous. maybe i just can’t get enough of you.”

god, you hope you get flirted with more often.

[chloesimaginationthings]

THE SAME-

Reaction to scooped Mike

CANON, they would be friends,,,

[lover-of-mine]

Me since season 6: the couch is irrelevant, the import part is the lasagna!!!!!!!!!

Everyone: *ignores me*

707: Buck gets with the wrong guy and Eddie starts dating Shannon's ghost in the episode Buck messes up the lasagna he previously stated he had already perfected

806: has Eddie confessing in possibly the same shirt as the 601 dinner

Me: IT'S ABOUT THE FUCKING LASAGNA LOVE IN THIS SHOW IS STORED IN THE KITCHEN AND IN FOOD A PLACE IS JUST A PLACE HOME HAS ALWAYS BEEN A PERSON ITS ALL ABOUT THE FOOOOOOOOOOOD

[roses-for-rosalyn]

Reader who wears glasses eating out abby omgggg and she take them off and puts them on abby and she's like "Baby I don't see shit" and reader says "neither I do"

BROOOO

🔞!

like you’re eating her out with such a vigor her strong thighs start clenching around your head. Your glasses start to become an inconvenience so you pause, causing a desperate whine from the blonde. You crawl your way up to her, and she can’t help but blush and shyly smile when she sees her arousal dripping from your lips. You place your glasses on her face with a mischievous grin and she giggles, “babe what-” you quiet her with a kiss and make your way back down to her sweet cunt with a line of gentle kisses. “Jesus your blind I can’t see shit,” she says with a gasp as you begin teasing her once again with your tongue. “Well neither can I.” You reply with a satisfied hum. You take her clit into your mouth as you begin teasing her soaking entrance, earning a delicious whimper from Abby’s lips.

Hehe 💕

[chai-berries]

eli’s costume dilemma (much to the amusement of his moms)

you: “so you wanna be spider man? like from the comic books?”

elijah, obviously irritated: “no :( i wanna be a spider who is also human!”

abby, overheard from the kitchen: “hey! we don’t raise our voices at your mama!”

elijah, quieter voice: “sorry mama. i’m just… frustrated”

you raise your brows at his choice of words.

you: “why are you frustrated?”

abby walks in from the kitchen, she wipes her hands on a dish towel then swings the towel over her shoulder

elijah: “everyone thinks i’m going to be spider-man but i wanna be a spider who is also human. it is different.” he pouts.

you open your arms and he climbs up to sit next to you. it’s a perfectly strategic move to hide your smiling face from his sad one.

you, brushing his hair back in a comforting manner: “and what is the difference again?”

elijah: “he was made into a spider but is human. i was born as a spider-human”

abby makes eye contact with you: “what a weirdo” she mouths then turns around to head back into the kitchen to work on dinner again

you hide your smile by kissing elijah’s temple

you, once you tame your laughter: “okay, baby. then a spider-human is what you will be. what do you need help with?”

elijah, thoughtful to your question, though obvious to the irony and absurdity of his costume: “i need to make four more legs appear on my body”

you: “hmm what about paper towel rolls? momma puts them in the recycling bin so I bet some are still there. why don’t you go look?”

elijah, happier than before: “ok! thank you mama!”

elijah detaches from you and sprints to the kitchen

abby, overheard in the kitchen, to elijah who must have ran right to her: “okay my little spider-human, what are we working with here?”

[askmooncrew]

who is each if yalls' fav members of sector v?

[good-griief]

true! sex is cool but do you ever think of getting into bed while abby is laying down and pushing her shirt up to kiss her stomach and feel the fluttering of her abdomen against your lips as she laughs at the feeling of your warm kisses <3

ur so right actually here u go<33

I think after a long day of working hard and tiring herself out, Abby would go to her room and lie down. She’d expected you to be there, as you’d planned to eat together in her room, but you must’ve still been working, so she changed out of her day clothes and waited with a book as she lay in bed. She’d tried to stay awake, fighting off sleep each time her eyes fluttered, but eventually her book was left in front of her as her head rested on the pillow you usually used.

When you finally got to her room, completely exhausted from the extra tasks you’d been handed, you were carrying two plates of hot food and trying not to drop them as you came in carefully and kicked the door shut behind you. You set the food on a small desk she had in the room and looked at her, fast asleep.

You felt bad for making her wait, especially since you were the one that suggested dinner in her room for privacy; meaning that she hadn’t eaten.

You continued to let her rest, undressing and getting into one of her sweatshirts and a pair of her boxers before you went to the bed and knelt beside her. You moved her book to the bedside table, marking the page for her before running your hand over her hair and down to her cheek to run the pad your thumb over her soft skin.

“Abby?” You spoke quietly, bringing your hand to her shoulder. She turned on her back to get your hand off her, making you chuckle. She was never in a deep sleep when she didn’t fall asleep with you, and you usually found that endearing. Tonight it made you feel even worse about standing her up. “Baby,” you changed your tone, whispering in a coo as you leaned down to kiss her cheek. She huffed, sleepily turning away from the touch before her brows furrowed, slowly recognizing the soft plush of your lips.

You chuckled as you brought your hands to her hips, pushing up the material of her shirt and lowering your head to her abdomen. Your lips grazed against her freckled skin before you kissed just under her navel. You knew how sensitive she was here, and your knowledge proved to be true when she stirred.

You kissed her freckled skin softly, warmth spreading wherever your lips touched and making her slowly wake to the familiar feeling as you slowly kissed up her abdomen.

You didn’t realize until you felt her muscles twitch, a breathy laugh coming from her as her hand went to your head and ran over your hair. You peppered kisses along her skin, practically kissing each of her dusted freckles as she laughed at the ticklish feeling.

[jessythebunny]

For Duck, What Ya Think Of Abby’s Upgraded Outfit? Also *Virtual Hug for Jessy(Bestie)*

Oh also *virtuel hug back:3*

[abbyshands]

Need a hand reveal 🤭

hello ??? so random buttt 😭 s’gonna be too underwhelming if i do just my hand icl so. arm reveal ?!?!

[dxncingwithastrxnger]

EVERYTHING TRISLANCE RN

OKAY THIS IS GONNA BE A LONG ASS POST CAUSE IMMA GIVE YOU SNEAK PEEKS OF EACH ONE THAT HAS STUFF WRITTEN ALREADY, TOO

First one: [pretty, pretty please]

[He hears a slight creak of the floor and whips around, his heterochromatic eyes meeting bright red ones and he instantly relaxes, sagging in on himself. In the presence of the other boy, he felt ashamed of himself. If Lance had a demon form, he would never lose control the way that I do, Tristan thought to himself glumly as he dropped his eyes down to the floor, gritting his teeth.

"What is with you today?" Lance speaks up sternly. Tristan continues his inspection of the floor, but he hears the slight tunk as Lance closes the door to his bed chambers and the quiet wisps of fabric brushing together as he makes his way towards him.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Tristan argues weakly, both of them knowing it's a complete lie. Lance reaches for his hand and Tristan flinches away from him. I don't deserve his touch. He should be disgusted by me, just like everyone else.

Lance hesitates then, Tristan can tell. His body goes still, his breath hitches, and he swallows. Tristan still isn't looking at him, but his other senses have learned to pick up on his every move and action just as well as his eyesight by this point. He knows what's coming. He's about to be scolded for his pathetic slip-up. This is the first time they've managed to actually talk right after a loss of his control, so Lance has never gotten to truly lecture him about it before, but Tristan knows that he wants to. He's made that quite clear through snippy comments and stern remarks thrown about in conversation between them whenever the topic allows. Tristan is certain that he knows exactly what Lance is going to say to him, so he's very surprised by the question he hears spoken softly into the room.

"...Are you afraid of me?" Lance asks Tristan. His voice is wobbly and quiet, as if the question itself is enough to make him completely crumble into tiny pieces. Tristan's head shoots up immediately upon processing what Lance was asking him. He thinks I'm afraid of him? Seriously?]

So, about this one!!! Basically Tris has one of his many mental breakdowns and Lance shows up and ends up learning just how badly Tristan sees himself while Tris finds out about some of Lance's own insecurities and it's all a bunch of angst that eventually ends with some fluff. I only plan for it to be like a chapter or two, tbh, just a short lil thing.

Second one: [and all we are is skin and bone, trained to get along]

Synopsis: It's your usual trope. Royalty meets commoner and love blossoms between the two. But these boys are a bit different. Not only are they completely different classes, they're different races, too. In this version of Britannia, the Fairy clan doesn't take too kindly to the Goddess Clan and vice versa. But the Prince of Liones has such mesmerizing eyes and that bread thief's sly grin is enough to leave anyone it's aimed at breathless.

[Tristan hurries down the hall and to his room, having only a limited amount of time to get there before the guards come back and see the basket of food he carries with him. It's not like getting caught would be too big of a deal. But getting caught meant he would have to provide an explanation as to why he had the food with him in the first place, and that's what he would get in trouble for. 'Oh, well, you see, mother and father, the reason I was taking this rather large basket of food to my room with me is because I've decided to start giving that very handsome young commoner boy that you captured in the kitchens two weeks ago baskets of food every week so that he'll keep coming back to my balcony and calling me pretty.' Yes, that would certainly go over well. There are so many things wrong with that sentence that just speaking it out loud to anyone would gain him an immediate doctor visit or two.

He bites back a grin as he slips through the doors to his bed chambers quickly, allowing them to fall closed behind him. He sets the basket on his writing desk before walking over to his bed and flopping down on it, the grin finally breaking through despite him trying to prevent it from doing so.]

This little snippet is literally all I have written out for this fic so far, but I plan for this to have at least 6 chapters and I haven't finished planning it out yet, tbh, just that it's gonna be a pretty decent amount of story, lmao. But basically Ban, Elaine, and Lance live like a (mostly) normal family but are pretty poor and Ban tries to stay straight and out of trouble, but Lance doesn't have the same sentiment. HE decides it would be a great idea to try and steal some food directly from the King and Queen (Because Meliodas and Elizabeth don't know Ban or Elaine in this AU, ofc) and he gets caught and thrown behind bars for a few days. But then he gets released and on his way out, he spots Tris looking pretty in the gardens and Tris sees him as well and then there's ✨chemistry✨

But because of Elaine being a fairy, she's extremely distrustful of Elizabeth and Meliodas by association and Ban hates demons, so he hates Meliodas and it's all a whole thing. I plan to have King in the story, too, but I haven't figured out his part of the story yet, or most of the other characters for that matter, lmaoo

Third one: [we're only lost children]

AKAJAKA I'VE TOLD YOU ABOUT THIS ONE BEFORE

THIS IS THE ONE WHERE THEY DANCE

AND THEN THE TIMELINE IS SWITCHED

SO LANCE DISAPPEARS AT AGE 16 INSTEAD OF 10

AND THEN THERE'S A N G S T

But I'll still give you a lil bit of it so that you have plenty of food to eat up :DDD

[They’re so close now, their bodies almost entirely pressed together. Lancelot leans down and presses his forehead into Tristan’s. From their current position, their chests are pressed together and Tristan can feel Lance's heart beating as fast as his own. Lance brings his hand up from Tristan’s knee and instead presses it to his cheek instead, cradling his face tenderly. Tristan mimics the action with his free hand and the two of them stay just like that for a few long moments. Then, slowly, Lance stands back up, pulling Tristan with him, and they continue their dance. But this time, it's different.

Before, the heat and tension building between them was subtle. Now it was all around them, closing in and getting ready to consume them. Their chase continues, but it's faster. Who's the hunter? Who's the prey? Neither is quite sure yet, all they know is that they must catch the other. Tristan's glad to see that Lance is just as affected as he is. The blonde has wide pupils and it almost seems like he's panting. Tristan knows he's the same way. All he wants to do is pull his lover into a kiss, end this chase, but he doesn't want to give in just yet. The air around them is filled with fire and every step they take just adds another spark to the flame.

Lance can see it in Tristan's eyes. He's right on the verge of giving in, of letting Lance win. The competitive nature in him is filled with glee at the chance to win this unspoken game of theirs. He fills his eyes with all his want, all the desire he has for the boy in front of him, and lets a boyish grin grace his lips. And that's it, right there. He sees the moment Tristan gives in and he knows he's won, exactly as he planned to. He pushes Tristan out for one more spin and then pulls his prince right into him.

"Damn you." Tristan whispers against Lance's lips before pushing all the way against him, and the flames overtake them.

The kiss they share now is unlike any kiss that's been exchanged between them before. They've had plenty of makeout sessions, but none of them held as much heat as this one.]

Aksjslakas I forgot that I planned on putting smut in the first chapter 💀💀 Cause it's supposed to be all sweet and romantic and our two boys being all in love and being connected more than ever before AND THEN BOOM

Lance is gone right after for THREE WHOLE YEARS

Cause I'm evil and love making angst LMAO

So there you go!! I know there's a fourth one but I have literally nothing for it except the title, lmao. BUT I know that the title is a lyric from the song The Only Exception by Paramore, so maybe listening to the song while thinking of Trislance will bring whatever idea I had back 💀💀💀

[zosonils]

the ancient share thing i've seen a couple people doing :] some ancients i've currently only got as part of the flight rep collection, and because of that i don't have a cool finished dusthide to show off yet since i'm waiting on them getting rockbreaker [pour one out lmao], but i'm still proud of my little collection!

voxel 91032038 | gravity 94212138 | flora 99083620

inferno 91322995 | seaglass 98992969 | blizzard 95430869

masu 92950190 | koi 89497960 | rosalina 91646535

[welldonekhushi]

*if Adler is pressuring Vasili too much*

Charles: ... *covers Vasili with his blazer*

Vasili: What the fuck are you up to? *narrows his eyes*

Charles: Shut up and have this *gives him a mug of tea* now excuse me *goes to smack Adler with the broom screaming and cursing*

Vasili: Note to self: Take the broom from Moore...after he knocks out Adler *smiling maliciously*

Vasili is just watching Charles beat Adler with a broom while he sips on his tea. Not Jodie, Aleks, Abby, Koa and Mila joining along with the tea, as well. They're having a blast.

Mila asks, "Does anyone want some extra sugar?"

Aleks and Vasili raised their hands. "Me."

"I'd like to have it spicy." Abby smiles. "It's fun to sip on it while Charles beats him with the broom. Oh what if he puts some hot oil on the wooden stick?"

"That's way too much." Aleks said, as everyone in the room slightly groaned. "Even if he's my husband, I enjoy this. A lot." She chuckles a bit.

"Me too. Charles is doing what we should have before." Jodie sips on her tea.

"A little harder in the back, Charles! It's more effective!" Koa cried out.

"Ah, so satisfying." Vasili closes his eyes, sips his tea and takes a breather as they watch the chaos between Charles and Adler together.

Characters mentioned:

Vasili "Bell" Sokolov

Mila — @efingart

Jodie "Bell" Hall — @imagoddamnonionmason

Aleksandra "Aleks" Clarke K. — @alypink

Koa "Hunter" Nakiu — @islandtarochips

Abigail "Abby" Mason — @revnah1406

Prof. Charles Moore — @deeptrashwitch

[abby118]

For the get to know me uncomfortably well:

63, 23, 81, 98

-66 biggest fear? I've got really bad medical trauma so "medical professionals" taking away my agency again. I got years of experience with shitty doctors but I once got locked in a ward for a very non-mental health reason because our doctors are stupid so that wasn't fun.

-23 have you ever met any celebrities? A few from my country but I don't really see them as celebrities so I'll go with no.

-81 can you roll your Rs? This one made me laugh because I don't have non-rolled Rs in my language xD

-98 do you have any scars? I meannnnn, yeahhh but apart from those, I was trying to cut frozen ice cream once so if you look closely at some of the photos I posted here, you might see one on my thumb. I think it's visible, I'm not sure. I can't even have ice cream lmao.

[angelicassassinations]

hiii!! maddie said i should follow you and they said that you’re super sigma and skibidi so here i am 😃😃

Nice to meet you, thanks @manically-depressedd-psychopath!

[just-cutie-avocado]

I think Abbie would be so ticklish that he wouldn't even be able to take a single poke.

Like, poke him in his stomach or sides and he's already laughing like crazy-

Poor apple boy is just too much sensitive for his own bad 😔 /pos