#ajdnsns

[ghostussy]

Copia X GN Reader with Chronic Hives

. . .

Totally not projecting my own health issues onto the reader. Anyway

A little bit of comfort.

. . .

TW: Hives/Allergic reaction mention

Quietly, you crept into the bedroom that you shared with Copia. It was dark, and you were unsure if he was asleep in the bed or if he was still working in his office down the hall.

You made your way to the bed and noticed that it was empty. With a sigh of relief, you turned on a lamp and began to rip off your uniform quickly and carelessly. The woolen outfit was suffocating your skin, which was already covered in red, itchy splotches. The reaction had begun several hours ago, but it wasn't like you could simply stop working every time it happened. It happened far too often to do so.

Picking out a pair of basketball shorts and a thin t-shirt, you practically ran into the adjoining bathroom. There, you started the shower on the coldest setting you could bear. You hopped in quickly, feeling the icy water cascade over your irritated skin. Though it soothed the pain and itching, you were still overwhelmingly uncomfortable. The hives seemed to be everywhere, covering every inch of your skin. Tears threatened to fall from your eyes, but any that succeeded were quickly wiped away. After all, this was a normal occurrence, and you couldn't afford to give it any more of your energy.

Reactions like these didn't happen every day. After all, you took medication to prevent it from happening. It was caused by an excess of thyroid antibodies in your blood, indicating autoimmune ailments that weren't fully developed. As a result, many of your doctors turned you away, telling you to simply "wait it out." And you had, for many years. You were getting tired of the waiting.

You heard the bedroom door open and close. You decided to wait in the shower for a few more moments, allowing the water to soothe your still-inflamed skin.

Knock, knock. "Mia Bella? Is everything alright?"

"Yeah- one second," you called back, "I'll be right out." You reluctantly turned the water off and stepped out, grabbing a nearby towel from the rack to dry yourself. You dressed quickly and exited the bathroom.

Copia sat on the edge of your bed, dressed in his red sweatpants and a t-shirt. He smiled when he saw you. "Ah- look at you, you are beautiful." He stood and walked over to you, running his hand up your back.

You pulled away in an attempt to get the feeling of his hand off of your skin. The man was like a furnace- wonderful for cuddling, but not for hives.

A look of hurt flashed in his eyes. "Tesoro, whatever is the matter?"

"I'm sorry, Copia, I don't mean anything by it. I'm terribly broke out tonight."

"Oh dear. How badly?" To this, you lifted the back of your shirt up to reveal several patches of angry, red hives. "Oh, mia bella... have you taken anything?"

"No, I just got in. And it's so early, I don't want to fall asleep yet."

"You certainly can't partake in many activities like this."

The tears you wiped away in the shower returned, more adamant than ever. You wiped them away, hoping he wouldn't notice. He did.

"I'm sorry, Copia. It's just, I wanted to have a nice night with you. But these hives are so..."

"Overstimulating, si? How about this; we get you your medication, the emergency one. Then we lie down on the bed and watch a movie together. Sounds relaxing, yes?" His voice was low, gentle. You wrapped your arms around his neck, the soft smell of his cologne providing a small comfort.

"Okay?" He asked.

"Okay." You agreed.

You released him from your grasp and he walked over to the counter where a bottle of your medication sat. "Two, or three?"

"Three, please."

"Oke doke." He walked over and handed the pills to you, which you took with a drink of water you had on your bedside. After this, he came to his side of the bed and climbed under the covers. He lied propped against the pillows while you lay on his chest. You could hear his heart beat slow and rhythmically, a very calming sound. He picked up the TV remote and turned on a movie you both enjoyed.

For the first fourty-five minutes, you lay there peacefully. The movie was nice, and you could still listen to his heartbeat. It had begun to slow as he relaxed, though he was still wide awake. You, on the other hand, could feel the medication beginning to take effect. The drowsiness was overwhelming. You had lost focus on the movie and were now trying to keep your eyes open. It didn't help that Copia was so warm, and comforting. He ran his hand in circles along your back now, and to his delight he discovered the hives had disappeared.

"Copia?" You mumbled sleepily.

"Si, Tesoro?"

"Stop it."

He chuckled. "Stop what? Trying to comfort my unwell love?"

"You're gonna make me fall asleep."

"That was my intention, yes."

"Mm. Wanna finish the movie."

"Okay, then finish the movie."

His hand continued doing circles on your back as you hummed. With a yawn, your eyes fluttered closed for a moment.

"Don't fall asleep now."

"Shut up."

His warmth seemed to bleed right through you. You could feel the drowsy feeling take over your being, and you allowed it to do so this time. The feeling of comfort and warmth was intoxicating. Here, in his arms, you were safe. You gave up on watching the movie, and focused on him. As you felt yourself beginning to drift off, you hear him whisper in your ear.

"Sleep well, little dove."

[reyesstrand]

yeah you better protect her…..

[jamazzilblog]

I-

Listen I feel like it's no secret that I ship Pissa, right? So, the difference between how Missa did get jaleous of Forever, and did squabble with him (although not about Phil, really, Forever brought up the subject and before that Missa was being quite nice) but in the end said Philza should be the one to decide (won't talk about how he had already assume he wouldn't be chosen because that's a while other rant ajdnsn) and Forever turned that into a competition.

Forever: He can't choose, he is not in the right mental place

Missa: What if he chooses you?

Forever: Then he totally is in the right mental place!

That exchange spoke volumes to me!!!

And the way Forever told Philza about the fight and the competition and how he decided he should become better so he went to the gym.

Meanwhile Missa is worried about being a better dad and partner because he feels so guilty for being away for so long!

I feel that, Missa's action show real, true love and care and appreciation, he loves Phil regardless of who he chooses, or if he chooses neither, he assumed he'd taken up on another partner, he understood. And that's what Phil needs in someone, that understanding, that loyalty and care.

And those are all my thoughts so far ajdnsnanaja, can't wait to see how things develop.

[in-stitchesx]

I can’t speak for everyone but I’d LOVE to see your own belly used in a tummy tease 👀

AJDNSN YOU GUYS ARE GONNA BE THE DEATH OF ME

Mmhh maybe (⁠;⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠) I'll think on that one /pos

[fat-butch-dyke]

FOR THE ANGST PROMPTS :D

Puzzle boys + "that's a lie. that's a filthy lie" + "don't touch me" :DDDDDD

Okokok this came out way longer than I meant for it to and probably makes like no sense forgive my silly smooth brain

For context me and my friend were talking about how sad a reincarnation AU for the puzzleboys would be so this is kinda based on that ajdnsn

I hope you enjoy despite the non existent editing and high word count lmao thanks so much!

Atem felt like the world was shattering around him, delicate glass fading into sand and burying him alive. He could feel the ground swaying under him, his knees wobbling as he took in the sight before him.

Yugi had been forced to the ground, his knees splayed wide in his effort to keep himself from falling fully forward, his delicate robes askew like he'd just gotten ripped out of bed. The mess his curls made around his head confirmed that theory, silk scarf half hanging off them. Big eyes watered as they looked toward Atem, relief flashing through them followed quickly by fear. He still looked beautiful. So beautiful and so afraid.

Atem fought against the nausea welling up inside him, his mind screaming at him to run, to grab Yugi, to flee. But he trusted the people in the room with him, surely they had an explanation for this. It'd better be a good one, seeing Yugi treated so roughly only managed to fan the flames of his anger.

Akenaden glanced toward Atem and he tensed at the coldness he found there, the sharp ice looking down at him. He should be as familiar to Atem as anyone, he'd spent his whole life under his care. But the man before him felt like a stranger, a cold shell of the person who'd taught him how to handle a blade and ride a horse. Was this truly the man who'd stood by him while he'd grown up? The man his father had called a friend? Something about him felt off and his voice was just as foreign as the rest of him, sending a sharp sense of dread through Atem.

"I think we've finally found the root cause of all our problems recently," he said coldly, his eyes narrowing as he glanced at Yugi. The Pharaoh tensed, hands clenching into fists as he watched Akenaden circle around Yugi, like a vulture looking for its meal. Yugi kept his head down, soft curls obscuring his face but Atem couldn't miss the tears that fell down his cheeks and the sight of them made his heart ache painfully. "With each year more of our crops suffer, more animals die, famines caused by your hand." Akenaden reached down to grab a fistful of Yugi's hair, pulling him up and ignoring the pained cry he let out, in fact he seemed almost delighted by the sound, grinning sharply as he leaned in to watch Yugi's face scrunch up. Yugi stumbled, forced to his feet and he tried grabbing the hand that had an iron grip in his hair, gasping painfully. "All because of you. What have you to say for yourself?"

"That's a lie," Yugi choked, his voice shaking as he tried fighting against the hands that held him. He looked so frail, delicate and afraid and he looked toward Atem pleadingly. "A filthy lie, I promise I would never-"

Akenaden scoffed and Atem's eyes widened as cold looking steel was pressed against Yugi's throat. The small whimper he let out sent panic coursing through Atem's body, his eyes widening and he stumbled in his haste to rush toward Yugi. He didn't get far, the tight grip of someone's hand on his arm holding him in place. Atem was too weak to break free from it, only managing to tremble as he stared toward Yugi. His throat tightened and he cursed himself for his cowardice, shame curling in his stomach as his feet stayed firmly locked in place.

"Like we'll believe anything you have to say sorcerer," Akenaden snapped, pulling Yugi's head back sharply. More tears fell down his cheeks and he shook his head, letting out an anguished noise as the blade was pressed tighter against him.

"I didn't! I would never A-At…Pharoah please," he choked, his hand reaching for Atem's desperately. "Please I promise, I didn't do anything I-"

"I know," Atem said quickly. "I know Yugi, you're going to be ok I promise." He stumbled but managed to pull himself away from the person holding him. He didn't know who it was, he couldn't be bothered to look. That blade was moving dangerously closer to Yugi and Atem wouldn't allow it, he had to keep moving. He had to-

Strong hands held him firm, gripping his upper arms to pull him back. Atem fought against them, trembling as more hands moved to hold him, a seemingly unending amount of them. "Don't touch me!" He snapped, trembling at the sudden chills that surrounded him. The room felt frigid and dark and Atem turned his panicked gaze back towards Yugi. "Akenaden! Take your hands off him or I swear I'll-"

"You've ensnared him," Akenaden growled in Yugi's ear, his almost joyous tone sending a harsh shudder through Yugi. Silent tears fell down his cheeks and his grip tightened on his robes, trying desperately to keep them closed. "So you could lead to his downfall, I know you."

"Please," Yugi gasped, swallowing thickly and letting out a weak whimper. A small droplet of blood trailed down his throat, the cool bite of steel making him tremble. "I would never I…I love him. I wouldn't- I haven't!"

Atem froze, the sight of Yugi's blood slowly trickling down his skin making every hair on Atem's body stand on end. More hands tried to calm him, tried to pull him away from Yugi.

Atem fought like a cornered animal, biting and clawing at whatever he could reach in his desperation to get to Yugi. If he could just reach Yugi he could keep him safe, he could take him away. Atem shoved another set of hands off, watching Yugi's face crumble as Akenaden whispered something undoubtedly cruel to him. "Yugi!" Atem choked, shoving the last set of hands off himself and dashing forward. His feet slid over the floor, almost tripping him up but that didn't matter, not when he was so close to- "Yugi!"

Everything happened so quickly after that and yet it almost felt like slow motion to Atem, the world almost freezing around him. Metal sliced across Yugi's throat harshly while Atem stared, sending a sickening spray of blood over the front of his robe. His hands weakly scrambled to grip his throat, trying desperately to staunch the flow as he staggered away from Akenaden. Atem could tell it wouldn't work, the blood flowing between his fingers was enough of an indicator that this was beyond anyone's ability to heal. Yugi looked like he realized that too, fear in his eyes giving way to panic before going soft.

Atem's heart felt like it had been petrified, an aching stone in his chest as he staggered forward. Yugi reached for him weakly as he stumbled and their palms slid together, slick with blood. 

Atem wrapped his arm under him without thinking, choking on a shaky sob and holding him tightly as they fell to the ground together. Yugi was dead weight, his mouth opening uselessly as Atem held him tighter to his chest. He could feel the warmth of Yugi's  blood soaking through his clothes, staining his skin, perhaps forever. 

Yugi trembled in his grip, eyelids fluttering as he reached a weak hand up to cup Atem's cheek. He leaned into it and gasped at the soft feeling of Yugi's thumb brushing under his eye, wiping his tears. He hadn't even realized he'd been crying.

"L…l…lo-ve," Yugi rasped, his lips stained red and shaking. Atem's heart screamed, every fiber of his being quaking as he fought desperately to pull Yugi tighter against himself.

"No no, no no shut up," he choked, his voice shaking as his shoulders curled around Yugi protectively. "Don't you dare say it, you aren't…you aren't going anywhere Yugi, ok? Please don't go anywhere, please I'm so sorry-"

Yugi's finger pressed against Atem's lip softly, warm copper filling his mouth and Atem desperately held him there. 

"L…lo…ve…you," Yugi rasped, his voice weak and fading but Atem heard it. His grip tightened on Yugi's hand, holding him closer as he pressed his lips against his forehead, sending up a desperate prayer to any God that would listen to him. Please, please someone. I'm begging, don't take him away from me.

"I love you," he choked, cupping Yugi's cheek. Yugi's smile felt as radiant as it had always been, barely marred by the ugliness of his fate. Atem could see the light leave Yugi's eyes, could pinpoint the exact moment death took his dearest away from him. Unfair. Cruel.

Atem felt every muscle in him give out at once until he was hunched over Yugi, his body wracked with terrible sobs. They echoed around him and should've pained his throat, should've torn at him and caused him discomfort. He couldn't feel any of that. He couldn't feel anything.

"Now that that's been handled," a cruel voice said behind him. Atem didn't turn toward it, he didn't care. He kept his eyes on Yugi, gently tracing his fingertips over his face, trying to memorize it so he could find him again. Please let me find him again. "You know what to do. Take the Pharaoh's crown."

Atem could sense the movement behind him, he was sure he could almost see the blade still dripping with Yugi's blood being lifted, aimed towards him-

Then everything went black.

–

Atem's eyelids fluttered softly and he groaned, lifting his arms to stretch before settling back in on the couch. He glanced down with a soft smile, taking in the form laying on top of him with a low hum. The TV droned on and Atem could see Yugi's lips quirk up as he nestled into his chest further, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"Hmm whatcha' watchin'?" Atem asked groggily, gently trailing his hand up Yugi's back. He shifted slightly, practically preening under the attention.

"A documentary," Yugi murmured softly, glancing up at Atem with a warm smile. "About an ancient Pharaoh. It's kinda a sad one though, don't know if you-" Yugi paused, his brow furrowing as he reached a hand up to cup Atem's cheek. "Hey, are you ok? You're crying."

Atem blinked slowly, pulling back from Yugi's hand and glancing at it with a small frown. His tears glistened softly on the tips of Yugi's fingers and he quickly wiped at his face, his brow furrowing tightly as he stared at his damp palms.

"Yeah I…I don't know," he murmured roughly. "I just…"

Yugi stared at him, his smile softening comfortingly. "Were you dreaming?" He asked, leaning up to kiss Atem softly. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Atem shook his head. "I don't …really remember it," he murmured weakly. "It just…it was sad, I think."

Silence stretched between them for a long moment before Yugi sat up, gently taking Atem's hand to pull him closer. The documentary carried on in the background and Atem glanced toward it, his brow furrowing as he took in the ancient tomb being displayed. His heart tightened uncomfortably, something inside him knotting up as he stared at the screen. Yugi glanced toward him, gently tangling their fingers together.

"It's talking about a young Pharaoh," Yugi said softly, lifting Atem's hand to kiss his knuckles. "And his lover. Apparently they were betrayed and…murdered together."

"That's…fuck, that's tragic," Atem breathed, lacing his fingers with Yugi's. 

Yugi nodded slowly, leaning against Atem's arm with a soft sigh. "They were at least buried together," he murmured quietly. "Someone remained loyal to the Pharaoh, or maybe their killer felt some remorse. Hard to know for sure."

Their gazes turned back toward the screen, staring at the set of mummies being shown to them. Something about them felt heartbreakingly familiar in a way neither of them could place, their hearts aching softly as they leaned against each other.

"I hope they're happy together," Yugi said quietly, leaning his head on Atem's shoulder. 

"So do I," Atem breathed, a lone tear sliding down his cheek before he curled over Yugi. "So do I."

[pipwife]

While I would prefer a happy ending, I still want belos to win as it would make the average toh fan cry

AJDNSN MOOD THO toh fans are some of the worst tbh i want the ending to make this fandom miserable <- is a mean little hater

[h00nerz]

heyy! i've never sent you an ask before, buT WHO TF SENT HATE TO YOU??? strangling them in my mind ngl. you're SUCH a talented writer and you're so sweet!! i occasionally reread "who's that girl" just because of how great your writing is AND because of how you turned the show into Such an in character txt au *i'm on my laptop so pretend a crying emoji is here sry* i stg that person doesn't have a brain. have some Gyu love to hopefully make you forget about what that HORRIBLE person said <333

ajdnsns thank you so much you are so so sweet 😭😭😭 it always surprises me how much people enjoy my writing so much LOL! i say it all the time but i seriously mean it when i say appreciate it more than you will ever know 💗💗 and i also appreciate the cute pictures i will Never turn some cute gyy pics down 🥰

[lemonade-juley]

Hi there. I was looking at the old art you did for 'winged folk' (I'm pretty sure you called them that?) for that story about roots or something which you worked on. How's that going? I know AF Aevia's new wings are probably because of that, but are there other ways you still think of those ideas?

I still think on it from time to time! But in general my original projects haven't been actively worked on lately.

AF Aevia's wings aren't directly related to that I just like winged characters ajdnsn

[derpu-doodles]

wow, it was interesting to hear your thoughts! and what are your headcanons about this character, if it’s not a secret? he looks mysterious

MANY THANKSSS <333 I'm Very glad he comes off as mysterious because that's almost exactly what he's going for himself LMAOAO, he's very closed off for reasons I will Explain in a bit

I will put the HCs under the cut because I have a feeling this will be Longe—

ANYWAY STARTING OFF WITH THE FIRST HEADCANON I EVER HAD FOR THIS MAN!!! as I said in your other ask, I HC him as the Ultimate Sharpshooter purely because he was able to land a shot. on I z u r u K a m u k u r a of all people. while dying. me and Milk made that HC because of a Kamukura compilation though, so later when I actually went and rewatched the massacre. I noticed that Asukasei was really fuckin shit at aiming with the automatic gun (I think. I don't know guns very well but he held down the trigger and it went RATATATATA so). SO MY EXCUSE IS THAT HE JUST DIDN'T WANNA KILL THEM LMAOAOAOA

SECOND OFF!!! I. this one came somewhat later than the next headcanon but I wanna mention it first SO AJDNSNS in writing this man, over time, I gradually noticed specific mannerisms and whatnot that I'd subconsciously given him and. that they line up with some friends who have The Tism™. so I was just debating for like a whole month if I should Actually write him with it or not because "on one hand. it matches how I've already been writing him, and it matches my friends who have it. but on the other. I've never written an autistic character before what if I fuck it up horribly and piss everyone off." long story short I ended up going Fuck It We Ball because how will I get practice if I never do it—

THIRD HC!! as I said I came up with this one before the second one—basically. he. he is Gay I SWEAR THIS ONE WAS COMPLETELY ACCIDENTAL TOO ANDHABDB MILK AND I WERE WRITING HIM WARMING UP AND OPENING UP TO THIS OTHER GUY AND AT FIRST WE WERE LIKE "yay besties!!!" BUT THE LONGER IT WENT ON THE LONGER WE WERE PLAGUED WITH "but what if they were More than besties." AND WE JUST NEVER SAID ANYTHING ABOUT IT TO EACH OTHER FOR WEEKS LMAOAOOOO it was so fucking funny just going up to her like "dawg help. I am being. Plagued with Thoughts. namely What If They Fell In Love." AND SHE WAS LIKE "mE TOO—" AND SO THAT'S!! JUST OUR HC NOW!!! it's so fuckin funny because. y'know he's an ass at first right. so obviously he needs to be The Homophobic Homosexual™. like "oh hm those men are kissing that feels uncomfortable." except he's also "oh hm I would like to kiss a man. wait hold on I cannot kiss men that is not. I. am. supposed to like women."

FOURTH ONE!!! this one mentions child abuse so proceed with caution (or skip to the end if it makes you uncomfy!!). nothing is described in detail

basically. the reason he's so closed off is because as a kid, he was constantly taught by his dad that emotions need to be buried, and that crying was pathetic (it is not please let yourself cry if you need to HUGSS). basically he was raised with toxic masculinity. he also holds himself to stressfully high standards, also because of his dad. so it's just so lovely writing him gradually opening up to the council and going "huh. this is nice, actually,,," it just mMMRHHTHGGJJDFJGJ!!! GO KING LET YOURSELF FEEL!!! GO KING RELAX!!! GET ALL THE HUGS YOU COULD POSSIBLY WANT!!! GET YOURSELF A BF TO CUDDLE AND SMOOCH!!!!! I also tend to write Asukasei's mom as an enabler. she isn't doing it on purpose by any means, but she just,,, doesn't stand up to his dad. she's too afraid to, reasonably so, and she does try to comfort Asukasei as much as she can but in the end she's not sure how to stop the abuse (IalsoliketomakeitsoafterAsukaseigraduatesshedivorceshisdadandgoesontofindherselfamuchbetterhusbandandtheyloveeachotherverymuchANYWAY)

I think those are The Big Four HCs™ I have for him so wHeEeEe thank you so much for the ask and letting me pop off LAJDJAJA <333333 Asukasei is my baby sonboy and I love him Very much

edit OH YEAH I FORGOR. he's Somewhat Ambidextrous, he can't do like. Everything. with both hands, but he still does use both (namely with shooting)

[beatrice-reden-official]

:( -benrey

I have to go to church ajdnsn

[ghostzussy]

Just noticed my favorite artist on here follows me???? Hello friend I love you ajdnsn

[reyesstrand]

nancy sassily telling carlos he better have brought enough tacos for everyone and him matching her tone and saying he did I LOVEEEE carlos just blending more and more into the 126 family with every passing day

[repimon]

When ur usually tall boyfriend gets undigivolved and teeny

[gingus-doon]

song analyses from the insta story ✨

[ohmyshownu]

why did I pay for faster shipping if it's been 6 days and the package still hasn't even left the packing warehouse o(-(

[serenitystored-a]

I have returned to my true egg status