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[gwensy]

is there a gotham social media au. like sorry for social media au'ing but i think jerome should run an account like this

[blkkizzat]

COME PUT THAT MILLI★N D★LLAR PU$$Y ON ME, MAKE ME RICH!

FARMHAND!TOJI X BIMBOBUNNY!READER

☼ summary: au. a quiet farm life and a young pretty thing—what more could an ex-con want? you're a bit of a brat, but that can be fixed too. ☼ wc: 4.0k ☼ cw: age gap, panty flashing, voyeurism, brat!reader, fantasizing, spit play, biting, hickies, breeding kink, olfactophilia, teasing, perverted toji, morally ambiguous toji, creampies, squirting, unprotected, pet names: Bunny and standard p in v stuff. ☼ a/n: idk y'all farmhand!toji possessed my mind. literally did this all in tumblr drafts again today. Lets see if tumblr actually lets me post this or cucks me again.

FarmHand!Toji who only got the job in the first place because of a prison rehabilitation program. It was either work on a farm or rot in a cell for another 2 years.

Toji chose the farm.

The work wasn't easy, but Toji couldn't complain. It was a very large farm, secluded and he was paid well—but most importantly?

It kept his fuckin' P.O. off his back.

Toji works on the farm for three grueling months until you, the farmer's niece, arrives for the summer to also work.

Well, 'work' wasn't really the right word, because you never did any thing of the sort.

Barely, 19 and kicked out of your house for smoking pot. Your parents sent you to your uncle, hoping the hard work and the ex-cons he had working for him would scare you straight. Additionally, due to the fact your Uncle had no wife and no kids, the sole owner of a large farm, the old bastard was pretty well off. As the only child of your dad, his only sibling, farm would eventually be left to you.

Everyone (not like you had a say) agreed you should know how to run it.

But the thing is—you suck at everything.

You're too flighty to work with the chickens, too prissy clean the pig cages and you'd complain you'd break a nail just from lifting an empty bucket—so milking cows were also out of the question.

Yet you still managed to get your work done.

Precisely cause you weren't the one doing it.

Aware of your youthful looks and charms, you don't hesitate to use them to your advantage.

Your shapely curves are always clad in some in a thin wispy dress, which would turn damn near see-through at the smallest bit of moisture. Wearing no bra and the tiniest of panties, you were always giving a show.

No you weren't scared of these ex-cons in the least bit.

Evident by the way you flounce around the farm, unabashfully, pretending to do the chores the women-starved prisoners were too eager to do for you.

For their efforts you reward them with smiles, blown kisses and sugary words. Sometimes for rewards came in the form of a peach you would sneak them from your uncle's grove.

Always bringing one for yourself you'd sensually bite into the ripen fruit. Allowing its juices to linger on your cherry-glossed lips and dribble down your chin—the slurping noises are the perfect fapping fodder for them.

Yet the best prize of all—and only if you were feeling particularly generous—a flash of panties.

Toji though had not fallen for your charms though.

Not that he wasn't susceptible to them, hell naw—he wanted to bend your pretty ass over the nearest fence and roughly fuck some decency, along with manners into your haughty lil' cunt.

But Toji, as well as any of the prisoners, knew better than to touch you. Not only were they risking their freedom, with even the slightest offense here was enough to send them back to the pen—they were also risking their lives.

Your uncle was no fool. The older man regularly carried a sawed off shotgun slung over his shoulder, which used to be a pistol before you arrived.

The farmer didn't make it a big announcement, simply reminding them it was prison or a grave if they fucked this opportunity up—but the underlying message was crystal clear:

He'd blow anyone to hell who even thought about touching his niece.

Oh, but Toji did think about touching you—alot.

Often staying up late in his shared bunk room—jerking his cock to a frilly pair of panties of yours he'd stolen off the laundry line—once he was sure the others had gone to bed.

Toji wants to teach you a lesson badly.

Not for your benefit though, it be payback for all your goddamn teasing.

Toji isn't a pushover for you.

Nicknaming you 'Bunny' since you were such a clumsy lil ditz. He often made his silly lil bunny do whatever work he was stationed at when you had chores there—yours and his.

And oh, you hated that. You only tried harder when none of your pouts, provocations and seductions move him. It was pure hell, but Toji had resisted every trick you had. An unintended benefit however, was that he'd likely seen every pair of panties you owned by now (which is why he had stolen his favorite).

At one point, when you were particularly annoying one day, Toji even tried straight up ignoring you.

Yet that didn't work either.

You only upped the ante, 'accidentally' spilling a whole bucket of cow's milk on yourself. The very color of your perky nips are clearly visible, poking through the now transparent fabric which clings to you like second skin.

Staring Toji dead in his eyes, a coy smile on your plump lips as your pink manicured nails rubbed circles over your soaked nubs.

It took everything Toji had in him that day not to force you down to the dirt floor, fucking your pussy open just as hard and flithy as you'd been asking for.

Turning away from you, he threw a hay laden blanket over you and told you to go back up to the house n' clean up.

Toji didn't miss how badly you pouted, even though he pretended not to care. You reluctantly listened to him, leaving the barn and back to the main house up the hill.

You were both playing with fire.

Yet from that point something broke in Toji.

He still never crosses the line to touching you, but he'd starts pushing your buttons.

He wants to rile you up just as you had him.

As a result, Toji is working around you without a shirt more often—sometimes even with a raging hard on in full view. Also he doesn't hold back any longer from any of the vulgar thoughts of you that cross his mind. Regularly vocalizing them with a smirk, making overtly perverted comments towards you.

This was even something the other prisoners were too pussy to do to, given the very real threats of your farmer uncle.

Yet Toji wouldn't be a two-time ex-con he is if he didn't mind gambling with his life for a big reward. Toji relishes in your flustered, indignant reactions, loving to see how your face heats up everytime without fail every time he teases his lil' slut, his sultry voice whispering things like:

"I bet y'er cunt is riper than those peaches, Bunny."

"Bunny—think your pretty pussy can squirt more milk than these cow udders?"

"I wonder if my lil' Bunny can actually ride dick, since she's not half bad on a horse?"

You'd call him a 'perverted old man' like you weren't anything more than just a causal cocktease yourself—obviously you get some sick satisfaction knowing you had every man on this farm but Toji at your beck and call.

In reality, you were just as twisted in nature as him.

Still you were stubborn.

And as retaliation for his resistance, you play all manners of pranks on Toji. Doing anything you could so it was harder for him to do his job—from stealing his work gloves, boots and tools—to more serious ones like letting a weasel loose in the chicken coop when it was his shift to collect the eggs.

You deemed it your right to punish him for teasing you, for not becoming one of your simps and most fiendish of all?

Making you actually do work.

You harass him so often, it's not long before Toji realizes you're seeking him out intentionally.

Not even bothering to visit the other workstations where your chores are, they would get done by your lil'fan boys regardless, in favor of following him around all day like a lost lil' chick.

On a particularly hot n' sweltering summer day, Toji is stuck with the job of moving machinery from one side of the farm to the other when the sun is at its highest.

Like usual, he's since removed his sweat-drenched work shirt—remaining only in unhooked overalls and his briefs.

Toji hasn't seen you though, which isn't surprising given how broiling it is outside. Someone with as delicate a disposition as you, who also happened to be as manipulative, probably convinced your uncle to let you laze around inside the house, away from the heat—and Toji.

But you were a needy little thing, always seeking attention. Toji occupies his thoughts for most of the morning imagining you growing so bored, not having him to harass and all day.

With idle hands and absolutely nothing else to do, you'd start playing with that plump lil' pussy of yours, wouldn't you?

A supple girl like you had to overflow like a dam. Toji would bet money you'd already be wet enough, even untouched, to drench his fingers—just from palming your ripe pussy in his hand.

He wouldn't mind taking more than a sip of you on a miserable day like this to quench his thirst.

Continuing his work (and lewd thoughts of you) until his break, Toji discovers he's misplaced his work shirt.

Searching for it in the heat proves annoying—it's not on the grazing pasture fences, nor in the workshed by the machines. Tsk, he swore he had taken it with him to his last station near the horses.

Passing by the cow barn, Toji hasn't had a shift in there today but he absentmindedly remembers there's was a water hose in there. He could at least cool off for the remainder of his break—maybe even rub one out to you.

However, upon sliding open the Toji's smirk grows almost bigger than the hefty cock in his pants.

Looks like he hit the jackpot, today.

There you were in the middle the of the barn, on your back in the hay, thin dress bunched up past your hips and panties dangling off one of your shapely legs—all while feverishly fingering your fat wet lil' cunt.

You salaciously had even dripped a dark sizeable puddle on the dusty floor beneath you.

But the cherry on top?

You're quite shamelessly moaning out cries of his name, uncaring of who could happen to passby and hear you.

'T-Toji!'

'T-Toji, fuck me harder, Daddy!'

All while your pretty angelic face is twisted in pleasure, eyes closed and nose buried deep in the fabric of his soiled work shirt.

Daddy? Oh how fucking filthy of you—God you were perfect slut, just his fuckin' type.

Solely focused on cumming, your hips thrust up desperately to meet your fingers as he stalks closer to you—looking every bit of the predatory ex-convict he is.

"Well, well look at what we got ourselves here doll....n'here I thought the only degenerates on this farm were us prisoners?"

Your eyes widen in shock, but you don't stop your fingers right away. You were so close to your release before Toji suddenly appeared in front of you, there's no way you could physically stop chasing it now.

Not when it only takes a lingering glance at his dark features, muscular tanned sweat slick body, and the painfully obvious way his dick jumps in his pants to have you falling over the edge. You gush, mewling as you cream around your delicate lil' fingers.

"You've been a very naughty lil' bunny..."

Sheepishly pulling them out, covered in your slick, Toji's eyes zero in on the way your hole still gapes open. You're cunt quite literally throbbing for more, you'd cum but she's still left unsated.

You clearly needed something much bigger and harder than your flimsy little digits.

You unconsciously back up deeper into the bushels of hay around, putting distance between you as Toji gets closer.

"Tsk, tsk, nuh-uh Bunny, none of that shit. Not when I just caught you being such a whore for me."

You gulp, your heart racing as he crouches over you. Toji removes his work gloves, discarding them as he forces you to lay back on the soft hay.

“How sweet of you to prep yourself for me babydoll. But, Bunny, you dumb little girl, you’re too careless. What if it wasn’t me who walked in 'ere and saw you playing with my pussy?”

You didn't think of that, when you had so brazenly snuck up without him noticing to nab his work shirt.

Initially, you wanted to just be annoying to him again, too bored of being in the house all morning. At first you recoiled when you touched his soggy shirt, yet that all flipped once you caught of whiff of his scent.

Toji smelled of a farm but somehow that smell mixed with sweat, musk and notes of his aftershave hit you straight in your cunt. Your panties becoming just as drenched as the shirt in your hands.

You didn't realize Toji, grimy from farm work, could still smell so good.

Knowing it was far past the time for anyone to come milk cows, you headed straight to that barn. You just wanted some alone time, where you'd be free to touch yourself while thinking of the ridiculously sexy ex-con farmhand.

To say Toji had been plaguing your thoughts and dreams for the past few weeks would have been a massive understatement. You were obsessed with him. Him and his irritatingly smug expression, accentuated by his scar that made him appear all the more dangerous—you wanted him to fuck you—your uncles warnings be damned.

"You tryna get me to do more time, girl? Ya know Bunny, I'd kill anyone who touched you, if your uncle didn't get to 'em first."

Your face is hot with embarrassment but your cunt is also burning up—thinking you might die if he doesn’t actually touch you soon.

Letting his coveralls drop unceremoniously to the floor, he shrugs off his remaining clothes.

Toji's calloused hands, smudged with oil and grime, grab your hips and yank you to him. You yelp and his cock twitches even harder at your cute lil noises, smearing pre on your already soaked thighs.

Toji presses his sweaty body onto yours. It's cool in the barn but Toji's heat is so intense you feel like you are out in the sun again. Having him on top of you like this finally is overwhelming your senses. Toji is intoxicating and you're so feral with need for him it makes you dizzier than a heatstroke.

Fuck, you looked so ready for him.

He'd love you take his time to really break you in—make you fall apart until he's screwed every word out of your head but his own name.

Tch—but there's about 10 more minutes left of his break—and a good 15 or so more after that before anyone notices he's not where he should be.

Toji would reluctantly have to make this quick. Snatching your dress off overhead, he tosses it across the barn.

Mouth latching to one of your stiffened nipples, Toji simultaneously bullies his cockhead past your entrance, sinking into your slippery cunt.

Both of your collective groans fill the barn.

Goddamn, you're fuckin' tight.

Your eyes go wide and moisture pricks your vision as the sting of his girthy cock splitting you open nearly brakes you. You weren't a virgin by any means, and you knew Toji was huge—but shit—it was way bigger in thickness and length than you could have imagined.

Toji has to physically take your legs and wrap them around his body so they stop convulsing.

You whine for him to wait a moment but he couldn't—he didn't have the time.

Toji cups your face, unintentionally smearing dirt across your warm pristine lil' cheek.

"Daddy doesn't have time to wait for ya Bunny, can't get caught by y'er mean ole uncle, yeah?"

"*sniffs* I-I know, b-but—"

"No buts, baby—you want me to fuck ya, rite? Then just lay back and be good doll—promise I'll make ya feel good, eh?"

You can't stop the tears that roll down your cheeks, the burning still evident in your cunt as your walls spasm around him. Toji nuzzles your neck, grunts fanning across your sweetly scented skin as he begins moving his hips.

Soon the sounds of wet flesh smacking, resound in the barn with every harsh thrust of Toji's broad hips. The sloppy squelching noises your pussy cries out has Toji feeling like she's talking directly to him.

Sweat drips off his brow and onto your face as he pulls back a bit to see just how well your slutty lil' hole is globbling him right up—you already frothing a ring of cream around his base like such a good girl—like you were made to take his dick.

Your teeth bite into his shoulder and your nails rake red streaks across his back when his fat cockhead brushes against your g-spot.

Instantly, the shocks vibrating in your cunt overtake any remaining discomfort from your pussy accommodating his massive cock. Your tiddies bounce violently whe he picks up speed rocking into your cunt—spurred on by your cute bites gnawing into him.

Toji would mark you up similarly.

God you were so fuckin' wet though, milking him so well.

For all the trouble you gave him your lil' pussy was obedient as hell once she got a lil' dick in her.

"T-Tojiiiii, puh-leaseee k-kiss me, Daddy!"

Slurring, you gaze up at him, eyes blown out in pleasure begging for more of him—for anything he'd give you.

"Yeah, baby, Bunny wants Daddy to kiss her, hm?"

You frantically nod, your whole body is tingling. You just want to feel him consume you completely, all parts of you.

"Heh, of course I'll kiss my lil' bunny—only if ya let me cum ya—m-motherfuck—ya know how long its been since I had pussy this good doll? Gotta cum in 'er."

Mewling under him, you're easily left at his mercy—yet Toji would show you none, devouring you just as greedily as you wanted him to. Your body responds so well to his praises, so needy for them and Toji doesn't mind indulging you when you're being this sweet for him.

Throwing your legs onto his shoulders, Toji raises your ass off the hay onto his knees as he folds your body in half—fucking into you deeper, abusing your cervix as he smashed his lips onto yours.

Truthfully, there's no way in hell Toji would pull out now.

Making the decision for you, the kiss Toji gives you is searing hot. Sucking on your tongue, Toji has you melting you completely under him, your pussy clamping harder around him. His deviant tongue and heavy cock fucking you into submission.

Hell, she was begging him to cum in her even if you weren't or couldn't—you looked absolutely gone—like not even the smallest thought lived in your fucked out lil' head.

Even when Toji pulls back to allow you air his lips never leave yours, biting your kiss swollen bottom lip almost to the point of drawing blood.

You tighten even more than Toji thought possible in the moment once he forced your mouth open and spits into it and your instantly swallowing it—sticking your tongue out for more.

Oh? Bunny becomes such a dirty whore once you're fucking her silly, eh?

Toji wonders what else of his you'd swallow. He'd save that for next time though.

For now Toji had to finish you, he was running out of time. Besides, he was speaking true earlier, he really hadn't had good pussy—pussy at all—in literal fuckin' years. Toji didn't think he could last much longer in a hole with as much wet suction as yours, even if he did have more time.

Slipping a hand between your slick bodies, Toji is now furiously thumbing circles on your sensitive clit.

"C'mon, Bunny baby, cum for Daddy, yeah? Squirt on this dick, just like you did your fingers earlier, doll."

Your body, utterly under the spell of his engorged cock which was currently digging into your kidneys, can't do anything but obey him.

Tumbling over your peak, you do as he asks, splashing fluids onto his pelvis, abs and chest with how much squirt he has gushing out of you.

Your head lulls back and Toji has to clasp his hand over your mouth from how loud you started screaming.

His own release follows soon after. Pumping his extra-thick load, all built up and saved over the years for a pussy as sweet as yours, into your well-fucked-open cunt.

Curses and swears pour out of Toji's mouth as remains side you, still pistoning in you with fervor through both your orgasms. Toji doesn't leave the snug warmth of your gooey core until you squeezed out every single drop he had to give you.

Pulling out, Toji immediately rolls over next to you as not to crush you further. Yet, like a magnet, his needy lil' bunny is curling up against his side, a sleepy sated expression on your angelic face.

Toji hated to leave, but he had to haul ass now if he wasn't gonna get caught.

A crude form of aftercare, but Toji hoses the both of you down.

The cold water snapping you from your lethargic afterglow immediately as you pouted and whined—the brat in you almost instantly returning.

But Toji couldn't just let you sleep ass naked, covered in his cum in the hay for your uncle to find you or worse—another prisoner to find you.

Toji was serious. He really would kill someone if they tried anything with you, he'd taken many innocent lives before as a former hitman—he had no qualms killing some no good convicts.

Setting you upright, Toji finds your dress in the hay and puts it on you. It's soiled and dusty but he straightens it enough so you're at least halfway presentable.

Toji knows you're clever enough to think of a lie if questioned further.

Although, you'd better back to the main house quickly, in case those hickies he gave you start showing up. Toji smirks to himself.

Sending you on your way with quick sloppy kiss and a firm smack on the ass, he lets you leave first.

After waiting a few minutes, Toji exits the barn, grinning devilishly upon seeing you.

You're halfway back up the hill to the house by now, but you still steal glances back at him every few paces. Still panting, you're too shy now to meet his own eyes for longer than a second with your coy smiles.

Toji chuckles.

He had you hooked.

Hah, a slut like you? You'd probably be begging for his cock all throughout the day from now on.

However, Toji knows if he keeps fucking you like this he'll soon get you pregnant.

But ya know? That might not be half bad though.

This simple farm life had been a nice change of pace.

And who wouldn't want a young n' tender cunt like yours to dump in daily? Toji would keep you stuffed full, belly round with his kids and soft tiddies full of milk—for his consumption only.

Toji muses once he had finished fucking the brat out of you, Bunny, you'd become the perfect lil' wifey.

It be good for Megumi to have a mom again and some siblings to keep em busy. Toji would finally have a decent place to raise him too, away from the city and his toxic as fuck family who'd Megumi had been with since the first time his dad got locked in the slammer.

Not to mention—the farm was a perfect cover for his con activities that he couldn't wait to back start up.

He'd only able to do so much with the burner phone Shiu smuggled-in for him, concealing in a shipment of animal feed.

Heh.

All Toji needed now was to knock you up, apply pressure on your strict, God-fearing parents to agree to the marriage, and then orchestrate an 'untimely and unfortunate accident' for your uncle. Thereby leaving the farm and the substantial inheritance to you—and by proxy—to him.

Yeah, FarmHand!Toji planned to become Farmer!Toji real soon.

©blkkizzat 2024. do not steal works or gfx, do not translate.

☼ a/n: y'all toji be making me write the most twisted nastiest things for him. i realize soft toji just don't do it for me like depraved toxic morally corrupt toji does, i really would let this man ruin my credit fr y'all, he can have it all.

i didn't expect to write this, all in a day but im at the beck and call of my main mans. otaku!gojo and nerd!gero lovers dun hurt me. taglist in reblogs.

☼ comments and reblogs appreciated ‪‪❤︎‬

[sunghoonnsupremacy]

✮ DRUNK HABITS.

- bff!yang jungwon x bff!reader

- genre : a little bit of smut

- warnings : making out, fingering, mentions of drinking, alot of cussing and dirtytalk, reader is reffered to as slut & good girl.

- wordcount : 591

- a/n : this wasn't supposed to get so long but i was horny and tired so here we are (wrote this under 20 minutes, not proofread)

jungwons lips slide over yours for the tenth time the past minute as the light smell of grape flavoured soju lingers in both of your breaths. his hand slowly leaves your thigh, moving towards your clothed core. your breath hitches in  your throat, taking a break from kissing him. "can i?" his eyes don't leave yours when his hand begins caressing your upper thigh. you nod, too scared your voice will betray you. he clicks his tongue and pinches your thigh softly, receiving a whimper from you.

he holds you by your waist, bringing you to sit on his lap as he whispers in your ear. "words, y/n. tell me you want this." you mentally curse at yourself for falling apart so easily but you find the courage to reply. "please.. wonie. I want it." muttering a praise, jungwons lips find yours again as right his index and middle finger circle your clit through your panties that are exposed by your short mini skirt. you try to kiss back but with the pressure on your bundle of nerves, it's hard.

his fingers slide your panties to the side and rub against your opening, collecting the layer of slick covering it. you bite your lip in order to conceal your moans when he slowly presses one of his fingers inside and lays you down on the couch, hovering over you. his eyes bore into yours when his finger reaches deep inside your cunt. "think you can take another one, baby?"

you nod but he immediately slows his pace, sighing. "use your fucking words or this won't continue." feeling you clench at his dirty talk, he chuckles and continues his torturingly slow pace. "I-I can take it. please just- let me cum." jungwon smirks and adds his middle finger inside you, speeding up.

you can already hear the wet noises coming from your cunt, making you moan even louder. he adds a finger without informing you, erupting a loud moan from your throat. "fuck- wonie!" he slams them inside repeatedly, his dick getting hard at your constant clenching around his slim fingers. seeing you're close to your orgasm, he begins rubbing your clit with his thumb. you yelp, coming undone on his fingers. jungwon keeps going till your legs shake- your cum coating his fingers. he pulls them out after a few minutes, groaning at the amount of cum.

"didn't think you were such a slut, y/n. letting your own bestfriend finger fuck you while drunk?" he scoffs, gripping you by your chin and forcing you to open your mouth, slamming his fingers inside. "taste so good, right? might have to stuff my fingers inside you more often." you slurp up all your juices, looking up at him with a fucked out look in your eyes. jungwon removes his fingers when he feels they're all clean and pats your cheek softly.

"good girl." you could practically feel yourself getting wet at that- or was it just the soju? he wipes you clean with a tissue and lays down beside you, wrapping a arm around your waist and laying you on top of him. "I'll give you head if you buy me food next time." you let out a breathy sigh, laying your head on his chest.

he rolls his eyes and squeezes your waist. "you'll be sucking me off without me buying you food, trust me." you look up at him with a challenging smirk. "yeah? we'll see about that." he smirks back at you, running his fingers through your hair. "challenge accepted, baby."

[l0serloki]

omg i just got to know u write for jjk too!! I originaly was following you because of your valorant stuff and i love your writing style and those cute gifs you add at the start of every post <3

If its not alot can you please make some short drabbles/headcannons for the jjk men (gojo, geto, nanami, toji, sukuna, choso, megumi) where its late at night you are all cuddled up and you hear something from downstairs, the man get all protective thinking its an intruder and go check it out. ( you can make it an actual intruder and add a lil fight scene or make it a racoon or a stray cat and make it cute its upto u)

Im sorry if i sound wierd english is not my first language 😅

Intruder Alert

(Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Todo, Sukuna, Choso, Megumi)

A/N : UMMM first off I read Toji as Todo soo.. sorry about that one. Second off thank you so much for the request!! I kinda made these more cracked out than I expected them to be.. I hope you still enjoy and I can always do more if you want.

CW : intruders (duh), casual murder (geto), gojo being an ominous being, Sukuna being on top of you as you wake up

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Gojo : 

    Your body was cuddled against your boyfriend as you tried to sleep. As quickly as sleep came, it left. There was a sudden noise downstairs that made you jump.

“What was that?!” Gojo turned to you, scratching at his face. 

“I don’t know. It sounded like something downstairs.” You whisper out and the blue eyed freak groaned.

“Don’t worry babe. I’ll go check it out. There’s no need to be scared.” Gojo grabbed at your hand pulling you out of the warm sheets.

“If you’re going to check it out, why are you taking me along with you?” You deadpanned as he corralled you down the stairs. 

“Because babe if I die then you need to avenge me.” Gojo whispered out as he peeked around the corner. His eyes surveyed the kitchen as he crept in.

“Coast is clear- HOLY SHIT!” Gojo fell back, crawling to your feet. You watched as a raccoon jumped down from the counter, scurrying back outside from the open porch door. 

“Satoru, why did you leave the backdoor open..?” You rolled your eyes as you helped the ‘strongest’ man to his feet.

“I thought you did.” He grinned as he got up and wrapped his arm around your shoulder. 

“Why am I with you?” You chided and he just pouted.

“So mean..”

Geto : 

   “There’s a noise Sugu..” You whisper out as you adjust in his arms. Your eyes stare up at him as he scrolls through the TV.

“It’s probably nothing Y/N. Don’t worry.” He rubbed at your head as he continued to mindlessly stare. You heard steps creeping as you continued to lay there. You couldn’t help but feel anxious and definitely with the warrant out for your boyfriends head.

“Suguru, someone is in the house.” You plead. He only rolls his eyes as he shuffles around in bed. 

“You’re fine-” His eyes widen as the door slams open, a tall man standing in the wake.

“Geto Suguru, it’s nice to finally meet you.” His grin is wicked and you crawl closer to Suguru out of fear.

“It’s not smart breaking into my house, you know.” He grabs at your form and pulls you up. Curses forming behind the estranged man as Geto frowns. 

“Personal preference really. I don’t get why people consider you that strong.” The man shrugs as he gets closer and you flinch as a punch flies past your face. One of his many curses attach to the mans fist. 

“Pathetic. At least I know I need to replace the lock.” Geto rolls his eyes as the man screams in agony, his head exploding from the pressure of the curse.

“Are you okay darling?” Geto bends down to run his hand across your cheek, placing a soft kiss on your forehead. “I’m sorry I didn’t listen to your warnings before. I’ll be more observant for you.” He leaves another peck as he sets you down against the plush pillows of the bed. 

“Give me a moment to clean up and we can cuddle, okay?” 

You only nod as you shake from the violent attack. You knew you were always safe with him but that didn’t make you worry any less. But at the end of the day, you still had him.

“Okay.” You lean in to give him one more kiss as he goes to clean up the ‘leftovers’.

Nanami : 

  You were cradled in Nanami’s arms as you heard rustling around. Nanami gripped tighter at you as the noises became louder. 

“Kento..” You mumbled out. His soft snores filled the room as you tried to wake him up. You squirmed around in his arms trying to get his attention. A scream left your lips as a harsh knock on the bedroom door filled the silence.

Nanami whipped straight up, gripping at his cleaver that sat on the bedside table. 

“Y/N what’s wrong?” He placed a quick kiss against your forehead as another knock sounded at the door. You gave him a scared look and he squeezed your hand.

“Nanami, are you there? I just got done giving Megumi his gift so if you could open up..!” Gojo’s voice filled the silence and you let out a giant sigh. Of course it was Gojo.

“Gojo, what are you thinking sneaking into peoples houses at 3 am. Regardless of time there is a thing called privacy.” Nanami swung the door open, berating the special grade as he started to push him out. Gojo gave you a thumbs up as he sat the gift bag on the chair and continued to struggle against the blondes hold.

“Try the lemon flavor Y/N! I think you will like it!” Gojo calls out as Nanami shuts the door on his face and sighs. He comes back over to the bed, his face worn down as he falls into his pillow. You couldn’t help but laugh at the buffoonery that unfolded.

“Ken are you okay?” You rubbed at his back. He only groaned as he peeked up from the comfort of the bed.

“Can we pretend that never happened?” 

Todo : 

Todo’s face was buried against your chest as he snored. You ran your fingers through his hair as you continued to mindlessly scroll through your phone. You heard noises creaking against the floorboards which attracted your attention.

“What the hell?” You pushed the large man off your chest and stood up to go check out the noise. 

“Huh..? Y/N..” Todo’s hand yanked you back towards the bed, his eyes pleading for you to continue cradling him. 

“There’s someone there Aoi. You have to let me check.” You push his hands away much to his dismay and move to leave the bedroom. His body moves quicker than yours, ripping away at the door.

“Is someone there!?” 

There was a scuttle from a thief grabbing at some of your belongings, his hands flying up as Todo stomped through the hall.

“How dare you ruin my time with Y/N?! I am disgusted!” Todo grabs the thief by his shirt and tears open the window. 

“Todo, the vase!” You screech as your vase teeters and he throws the man out the window, grabbing the nice china in time.

“Stupid. Now let’s go back to the bedroom.” He dusts himself off as he grabs you with one arm and makes his way back into the room.

“Maybe we should check the door..” You gasp against his tight hold as you try to process what just happened.

“The door should try and check me!” He gloats as he places you gently on the bed, still worked up from having his precious time taken from him.

Sukuna : 

    Your body slid in the sheets as you felt hands gripping at your face. Your eyes slowly opened and adjusted to see the beast on top of you. 

“What-” You struggled to speak as his hand pushed your cheeks together.

“Such pretty lips. All for me?” He grinned as you smacked his chest. Sadly this was a recurring theme with the two of you. Whenever Yuji lost control you always somehow had Sukuna trailing close behind you. And although you weren’t particularly happy waking up to such intrusions, you didn’t mind it either.

“Cmon.” Your voice is garbled as he pets your skin and grins.

“No scream for the intruder? I’m disappointed.” He slaps your cheek lightly, not enough to harm you but just enough to wake you up.

“You’re a piece of shit.” You roll your eyes as he chuckles and pulls you flush against him.

“You like it.”

Choso : 

“Baby.. there’s something outside.” Your eyes barely peek above his arm as you hear the scratching at the window. Choso just groaned and pulled you tighter into his embrace.

“It’s okay. Just sleep..” His voice was hoarse as he patted your head. You couldn’t help but still feel anxious, tugging at him to wake up.

“Please..” You jolted as another harsh slap hit the window. Choso sat up and made an annoyed face.

“Who would be stupid enough to come here?” He stomped out of the bed and over to the window. He ripped at the curtains and opened the window. 

“You think it’s funny-” Choso starts only to get backhanded by the tree arm that had apparently been smacking the window. Your eyes widened as he wiped at his face, turning to see you laughing hysterically. He let out a small laugh as he rolled his eyes.

“Glad to see you’re not worried anymore.” He slides back into bed, pulling you flush against him. 

“Baby you didn’t close the window.”

“Really..”

Megumi : 

  Your body rested against Megumi’s as you both cuddled against the sheets. It was a cold night and the heater was all but broken. One of your hands rubbed at the fur of the black dog coating you like a blanket while the other rubbed through your boyfriend's hair.

There was a ruckus from downstairs, your body jolting at the sudden noise. The dog seemed to notice as well, sitting up and growling, ready to protect you and Megumi.

“There’s something..” You pushed against your boyfriend and he slowly wiped the sleep out of his eyes. You arms circled around him as his shinigami jumped down from the floor and went to go sniff out said intruder.

“If someones there we will know. Don’t worry.” Megumi stretched as he tried to get into action. He jostled himself out of the comfy position and opened the door. 

“Really.” His voice was deadpan as the dog came back into the room and jumped on you, unfazed. You were confused - there had to be someone if Megumi was talking.

“Hello dearest son! I brought sweets! Oh and hello Y/N!” Gojo gives a wave as he holds a giant bag out.

“Get out.” Megumi rolls his eyes as he pushes the bag away and shuffles the sorcerer back through the house. You could only chuckle at the interaction and hope that Megumi would tell him to knock next time.

[lowkeyrobin]

Hello!! Wondering if you could do Quackity, Tommy, Tubbo, Charlie and Ranboo with an S/O who loves sewing? Sometimes they probably have to physically pulled away from the sewing machine while making something cause it's like, 3 am lol. But the sewing machine doesn't make alot of noise, so it wouldn't interfere with the others sleep

yeah of course! ; also sorry if this is wrong in any way, I don't sew lol but hopefully my knowledge on it was enough gang ; thanks for requesting, hope u enjoy!

MCYT ; sew, sew, so?

includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo, quackity & slimecicle

warnings ; language

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

he usually wakes up for a 3am water / piss break

and just find you at your sewing machine

"why are you up at this hour?"

"sewing"

"come to bed, you can continue in the morning"

"fine"

he loves your little hobby tho

he loves when you fix up and practically make him new clothes

he's so appreciative of it

sew something new? he's wearing it on stream asap to brag that you fixed it up / made it

RANBOO

you made them a bunch of stars to hang from their ceiling in their stream room

they won't shut up about it on stream when someone asks lmao

"oh those? y/n made them for me!"

he catches you at your machine at like 4am sometimes cause he needs a midnight snack and tiredly stares at you like 🤨😒

"cmon, let's go to bed"

"ugh"

lovessss helping you find new fabric to work with

he tried sewing a little cloud plush... yikes

new experiences for everyone ig

ALEX QUACKITY

literallt can't even trust this man around your shit

he will find a way to sew up a deformed duck plush

but he really appreciates when you make stuff for him and will never stop bragging about it

"guys look I got a new shirt"

"it's ugly"

"don't insult my partners skills, asshole"

also loves trying to find new fabrics with you

half the time they lay around cause you don't know how yo use them

like how tf r u gonna use a fabric with a cat pattern all over it but the bg is NAVY BLUE.

he's always sending u pinterest inspo

you never knew he even had pinterest before he sent u the first couple 💀

CHARLIE SLIMECICLE

has to physically pull you away from your work at night

like god damn why are you so committed?

absolutely adores the things you make for him

he'll literally wear them out and beg you to fix them

he has so many little trinkets you've made for him too

you made him a whole ass blanket and it sits on the back of his desk chair for when it's cold

it's got all sorts of patterns from the scrap fabric you needed to use but he lovessss it

"im gonna use this blanket to suffocate you bitch!"

"wtf charlie"

"it will happen! put the ribeye BACK IN THE MICROWAVE."

[cyverrieee]

[2] COSPLAYER!YUU WHO ARRIVED IN TWISTED WONDERLAND... WHILE IN COSPLAY

GIF BY @/SUGARFROTH

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01 ➳ FINALLY GOT PART TWO...

I can rest easy now..

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ᴏɴᴇ ᴜɴғᴀɪᴛʜғᴜʟ ᴅᴀʏ, ᴀ ᴅᴀʏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴠᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ sᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴛʀᴀɴsᴘᴏʀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛᴡɪsᴛᴇᴅ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅ! ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ᴡᴏʀsᴛ ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏsᴘʟᴀʏ. ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀᴡᴋᴡᴀʀᴅʟʏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀs ᴄᴏɴғᴜsᴇᴅ ᴇʏᴇs ɢᴀᴢᴇ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ...

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ᴋᴀʟɪᴍ ᴀʟ-ᴀsɪᴍ

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Oh? You're stuck in Twisted Wonderland wearing Kalim's cosplay? The sunshine of the whole game? Haha good luck! (Just kidding)

Kalim definitely had like ALOT of questions... "Where did you get my wig?" "Oh did you make my outfit by yourself?" "Oh my god! You made my jewelry!" And that sorta stuff. Kalim might wear that outfit your wearing to compare and squeal because you two are matching.

Speaking of Kalim, Since Kalim got a boost at serotonin at your arrival. It basically gave Jamil more of a headache, everyday he has to pray to the seven to make him through the day with a bombarding pain in the head. But rest assure, he does find your Kalim cosplay nice (You might not have the same level lf energy as Kalim, but its better. And he secretly likes the outfit shh-)

Kalim will basically cling around you at break, basically trying to get you know better! Jamil wont mind as long as you keep him under control (give him a break please. Its been like that since 17 years)

Will give you the finest fabric materies, wigs, accessories, makeup—you name it, he'll buy it! He just wants to see you cosplaying. He might even ask you if he can cosplay with you! Its seems really fun :D

Jamil can finally get a break! *Trumpet noises and confetti*

When Kalim saw you WITHOUT your cosplay, he finds it amazing how you do your makeup and hid some of your features. Will ask you if you could use him as a makeup mannequin

Professional catfisher goes by again...

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ᴠɪʟ sᴄʜᴏᴇɴʜᴇɪᴛ

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HOW MAGNIFIQUE! I swear you will hear Rook start praising your cosplay. Vil will find it amazing, leaving small compliments every now and then.

You and Vil teach other more makeup techniques when you do each other's makeup. Rook also spying in because he wants to see this beautiful moment.

Vil also gives you some accessories that the cosplayer missed or something. Some additionals if hes interested in adding, Cue Rook complimenting you even more!

Rook calls you Roi de S'habiller, because of your ability to cosplay. He'll ask you to cosplay him (if you agree on it).

Epel thinks your Vil cosplay is nice as long as you don't act like him. Your impressions of him are impressive he wont lie. Maybe its too good that he almost gaslighted himself into thinking its the Real Vil... (Might give you some of his makeup that he doesnt really use... If Vil doesnt notice...)

Vil sees you without your cosplay, he'll definitely compliment your looks. Also might try to put some makeup on you again, he keeps putting random serums and moisturizers on your face while he tells you about it. He's having a field day with it (Now you know Epel's suffering)

Go Roi de S'habiller!!!!

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ɪᴅɪᴀ sʜʀᴏᴜᴅ

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He's fragile on the spot. His legs started to get weak, he vomits out of pure shock (/j)

Hes having a meltdown just seeing you cosplay him! Ortho has to try to calm down his excited ALOT. If you have someone (cosplah buddy) that cosplays Ortho, Idia will also expload in happiness while Ortho will be happy in a way.

If you somehow designed your Ipad case to look like his own, you have dedication i swear! Even Idia himself doesnt have the motivation like that. He praises and respects you! He basically admires you! He literally is so shock that you just walk around in anime conventions looking like him!

He'll definitely ask you if you could cosplay with him, better say yes!

Hes having so many emotions cascading through his veins that he stopped working... Will ask you to do his makeup, he feels like you're better at it than him. Maybe if he got a small boost of confidence— he might take a photo with you both in cosplay.

Of course, Idia knows that youre a cosplayer and you dont actually look like that. He wont lie, you are pretty without your cosplays on (Ortho agrees too!). Hes having a lot of fun with you because hes not the only otaku around anymore! (Ortho's glad his brother has a friend now)

Professional catfisher goes vrrrooom!!

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ᴍᴀʟʟᴇᴜs ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏɴɪᴀ

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Oh? You're cosplaying Malleus? Hah! Prepare for Sebek's obnoxious loud speeches how it's so disrespectful to dress up (i doubt Sebek knows the word "cosplay" and just refers to it as "dress up") as his liege. Lilia will just laugh at the scene while Silver questions or sleeps through it, but really— Malleus appreciates the efforts you put into that cosplay. More time goes by, Sebek MIGHT warm up to your cosplay and admire it too! But he will never say that.

Lilia will also ask you how you manage to make Malleus' features, while you rant about the process you made to make his features (like his horns). Sebek might listen in, i mean— its Malleus we're talking here of course he'll be here.

Malleus does compliment your labour on the outfit, he knows that his clothes are complicated (even if its just his normal casual attire). Will spice your outfit more by putting some magical features here and there! Oh is your cape suddenly floating,, i wonder who put that there hm?

Lilia enjoys your cosplays, he asks if he could cosplay with you or make him a cosplay. Now you got two gremlins together doing dress up in a different font.

Silver likes your cosplay, hes sleepy so he doesnt get much out of it soo he's just there.

Malleus seeing you without your cosplay, hes impressed with your makeup skills at hiding your features. makeup is just a tool use for people to shapeshift at this point. Praises your beauty, definitely deserved that :)

Professional catfisher goes at it, SLAY

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➥ ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ? ғᴇᴇʟ ғʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ ᴏʀ ʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ ʜᴇʜᴇ!

! ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʏ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ! ᴅʀɪɴᴋ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴀᴛ ғᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴄᴄᴏʀᴅɪɴɢʟʏ !

ʙᴇʟᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ sᴇᴇ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ!

ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀʟɪsᴛ!

[pigeonpeach]

You’re not safe

Prompt: yandere drabbles…

Warnings: death, paranoia, yandere stuff

Imagine if you’re already a relatively paranoid person. Even in safe and normal environments, you are on edge or glancing out of your eye wondering if there’s something there. Because of this you’re used to dismissing things and possibly even actual signs of stalking. The eyes on you as you walk home.. the footsteps but no one being behind you… the list goes on. You feel those feelings and instincts so often and so often were you wrong that you’re conditioned to dismiss even legit instincts.

Until the gifts come in. A cute and thoughtful bouquet, chocolates, letters professing love. You worry a bit, how would your admirer know where you live? Isn’t it weird they know your favorites but you don’t know their name? No no they must’ve just asked.

Mondstadt is a close knit community at times, it wouldn’t be impossible to simply ask your co-worker or the acquaintances you know about this stuff. You aren’t hidden or reclusive afterall, people know you exist so it also wouldn’t be hard to know where you live right? Mondstadt is a safe nation, you are safe. You should stop worrying. You put the flowers in a vase and enjoy the chocolates for a bit.

But your admirer never makes themselves known… shouldn’t a suitor at least leave their name or their presence known? How are you supposed to fall for someone you don’t even know? That’s the point of this courtship isn’t it? They clearly aren’t platonic gifts… no no maybe they’re shy! Maybe they try to write their name but never can being themselves to. Maybe its someone you know then? They don’t want to ruin their pre existing relationship with you so they love from afar maybe? That must be if. They’ll obviously make themselves known later. Its not been that long anyways, just a couple of months! Youll be fine!

But that flirty customer or that small crush you had on some other person is halted by their disappearance. Okay so maybe mondstadt isn’t as safe.. but they also were known for going out the walls alot. There’s so many monsters out there that there’s wonder that they might’ve vanished. The knights will find them surely! The knights are looking into it, so you shouldn’t risk your health worrying. Just pray to barbatos and ask for updates every so often. Its only been a day afterall!

But when you walk home that night you cannot brush that feeling of being watched. You swear there’s footsteps. You swear there’s some danger in the shadows! Still your heart! You go through this routine so often and so often are you wrong! Just get home, you’ll be fine, you’re safe. You’re safe. But those footsteps don’t line up with yours… oh but you’re in a city! It could be someone in some other area, maybe a echo? But it doesn’t echo in this alley. You know, you take this route and not even a laugh or loud sound will echo, much less the quite patter of boots or heels on the stone… just.. get home.

Home is your safety, home is warm, a small little apartment you’re renting. You live next door to neighbors so you’re even safer. The ladies next door are a bit noisy but their noise helps break up the silence you hate the silence. Trying to get to bed, preparing for the next day and skip past this possible episode of paranoia by sleeping it out. Yes that must be it, you’re just so tired you’re hearing things!

That relief is temporary. You feel like you can see eyes outside your window. Your heart racing. Oh it must be a Owl! They come in sometimes! There’s lots of birds in Mondstadt, just close the curtains and lock your windows and doors. You’re safe. You’re fine.

That flirty acquaintance is never found. Your anxiety unbearable now. They should be back! The knights give you pitiful looks as they inform you there’s no news or clues found, they’re doing everything they can. Just stay in the city and you’ll be safe. You ask a guard if he can patrol your neighborhood more, he agrees. That’s a relief. Even if something happens now you’ll be safe. You decide to pick up some flowers to give the family, it must be hard missing someone. You weren’t the closest yes but its still thoughtful to show support to a grieving family!

Your generosity comforts you. The family is thankful for your gesture as you pray to dandelion seeds and blow them into the wind along side them, asking barbatos to find their child. Temporarily you feel a bit better and optimistic.

That hope is dashed. They did find the missing acquaintance, what was left. A charred remains. Whopperflowers or abyss mages are culprits. You grieve, they might not have been your best of friend or your biggest crush but they were a person, a part of your normal and comfortable life and you still valued them because you enjoyed their company. Even if those feelings weren’t deeper you still feel the pain the family is feeling.

The death of your friend however is another factor to your stress but a new excuse to you now. You’re grieving, you’re probably hearing things, you’re over paranoid.. but… there’s a new letter left for you. Reading it you’re treated to what is a rather… interesting confession.

“I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you. I cannot stand to let anyone else have you.”

That’s… not normal is it? Well everyone is different. You would get jealous if you saw your crush flirting or being surrounded by others. Besides the death occured outside the city… but its not impossible for them to lure them out and… No. don’t finish that thought. Get inside and just relax. You lock your doors and the shutters as well. You look at the letter once more… they must just be a bit… overwhelmed maybe? Yes that must be it. Bottling their emotions for you must manifest itself in this ,although frightening, ultimately harmless way! You’re safe you’re safe…

Maybe what you need is to get out more that must be it. You decide to get a drink with some friends. A classic Mondstadt method of stress relief. Its nice and fun. You talk endlessly and chatter to new people. There’s this cute adventurer who’s caught your eye. Your admirer still hasn’t made themselves known. It wouldn’t hurt to have some fun would it? You’re not bound to them. How can you be loyal to someone you don’t even know or have seen?

You don’t go home with him, you’re not that kind of person. But he walks you home and you feel the relief of knowing you’re safe.

He went missing.. he hasnt reported to the Adventurers guild in a while. His family is suspicious but not surprised. You’re assured this is normal. He’s a adventurer after all? Who would he be if he didn’t disappear for a bit to explore? He’s fine, you’re fine, everything’s fine!

Coming home you see another letter. Instead of the usual poem you read:

“I will not let anyone else have you, no man or woman will ever be allowed in-between us. I will not let anyone hurt you or take you from me.”

You need to tell the knights..

They seem worried but not too much. There’s no missing person case for the adventurer in question after all. There is no reason to think they’re dead. But they will keep a eye on your neighborhood now. The knights are thankfully rather kind. The knight you speak to in particular is rather nice. He assures you that if any escalation occurs they will launch a full investigation.

That should alleviate your worries but it doesn’t. You worry now if there’s a pattern. But its only been two and one isn’t even confirmed dead! You’re too negative now. Maybe you should go to church a bit more. Go to the bar a bit more. Get out and try to push your anxieties away. You’re safe afterall. Completely safe…

You don’t get gifts as much. The knight patrols seem to succeed in diverting your admirer. You feel relieved. Everything is okay now. The adventurer is still not back, but your anxieties have motivated a fellow adventurer to go check on where he was supposedly dispatched/ventured to. Everything is fine.

The knight patrols eventually die down. They tell you to inform then of any other gifts. You thank them profusely for their help. They were right, you were just overreacting! How silly of you! Now just get on back with your normal life.

There’s a box of chocolates at your door. Your heart races until you read the tag, its from a friend of yours. You relax, taking it inside to read the note. They heard about your worries while you drunkenly rambled and wanted to help you relax a bit. How sweet, you’ll thank them later. Although these chocolates seem homemade. A bit sloppy and messy, but the box is bought and from a chocolatier out of both you and your friend’s price range…. Their chocolates are usually more neat than this. Oh! They must’ve eaten the chocolates before feeling guilty and making replacements! That must be it. Although there is some skepticism you feel. You decide to just have one for now. You are hungry after all. Your stress has made you stop eating at times. You haven’t had desserts in months now. One won’t hurt. But… you still are worried. You break it open, there’s nothing suspicious, just jam. No blades or metal. You really should relax more… a sigh escapes as you bite into it. Its… delicious! You did not know that friend was this good at chocolate making! Come to think of it, it might be more expensive to make chocolates like these than to buy them. Oh they’re so thoughtful! You have to plan a gift or way to repay them now.

With your anxieties dismissed you eagerly eat the others. Quickly clearing the box. Nothing seems off. For the first time in a awhile sleep comes to you rather easily, you practically stumble into bed before even covering yourself with the covers.

You were so distracted you didn’t lock the window to your bedroom.

When you wake up you think you’re still dreaming. From a shabby little bed to a… ornate.. luxurious bed-frame.. the room is definitely not yours… you feel startled as you wonder where you are. But something pulls you back as you try to get up. Rattling, clacking… there’s something cold on your hands.. your legs too. The covers hide them. You pull on them as the covers fall just enough to give you the glimpse you need. Chains… you aren’t safe.. you aren’t safe.. where are you? What is this place? You have to get out! You have to! The door is opening. The wood is creaking. The little sunlight in the room masks the figure walking in. You shiver. You tremble. Trying to crawl or climb away. The chains are stronger than you.

“My love, don’t struggle now. I don’t want those cuffs to bruise your skin.”

Who is that?

“WHO ARE YOU!” You scream. You can’t control it. You’re so frantic and panicked you can’t control even your voice. Your heart is racing, you can feel its beat in every limb and muscle. Your mind is blank. Who is that?

“I am not a threat, please calm down.” They stepped into the small ray of light, giving you a glimpse of their red eyes. “Oh, I forgot to have the maids pull back the curtains.” They approach the window to pull back the curtains. Sunlight blinds you. “Sorry, You must be confused. I am the mysterious admirer you had. I’m sorry that I scared you. I didn’t mean to frighten you or make you feel unsafe.”

Who is that? Your eyes struggle to adjust to the bright light in your face, but his voice isn’t helping. But it’s familiar. The bartender… Diluc?

“Who are you.. why am i here?.” You try to maintain some control of yourself. Your eyes finally adjust as you take in his appearance. You are however no less terrified and confused.

His gentle smile faltered as he seemed annoyed. He sighed. “I brought you here because I want to keep you safe. You were so frightened and scared.. I couldn’t just let you go unprotected. at first I just followed you home so you wouldn’t be hurt. But overtime I just… fell madly in love with you.” The look in his eyes was passionate but now intimidating. You felt frozen as he approached you. “I never meant to hurt you, or anyone. But those men… I couldn’t let them have you. Its selfish but I wanted you for myself.”

“You… you were responsible for their deaths… they’re both dead? Even th-“

“Lets not talk about that. I can see you’re frightened so please just calm down. I don’t want to hurt you.”

“No no no you’re… you’re dangerous! You killed two people how can I not be scared! Oh god are you going to kill me too?!” You trembled, scampering to the headboard, trying to do everything to get away.

“No i won’t hurt you.” He said more assertively now. You trembled even more. Oh god you’re making him mad… oh god no you should shut up..

“Please stay away! Please.” You squealed as his hand reached for your foot. You kicked unintentionally kicking him in the face. You just kicked the man holding you captive, the man notorious for his strength, the man who murdered two people for you, the man who was this dangerously obsessed, you kicked him in the face.

He rubbed the impact, but didn’t seem too fazed.

“I figured you would struggle to relax. I’ll prepare you some tea.” He left in a grumpy mood. You however were horrified. Would he hurt you if you got too disobedient? What should you do? What can you do?

You’re a idiot, all this time you weren’t safe and you kept convincing yourself you were. Stupid stupid… you’ll never get out now..

[darkpetal16]

Hello, I have a question about getting into both writing and IF. I've never done either before (former beta reader and I write alot for work) but I have an idea I'm playing with and I've started playing with Twine. I'm torn on making a new undertale AU and making it a stand alone story. I have 3 questions:

What inspired you to focus on undertale stories?

Is there any advice you'd give yourself if you started over? (For writing in general or working on IF).

How do you keep yourself from trying to go in too many directions? I'm having a hard time deciding the scope of the project if that makes sense.

Thank you, I love your work and I hope you have a great week!!

1.) What inspired you to focus on Undertale stories?

I love the fandom.

I get that people don’t. Some may even call it toxic, but I don’t see it that way.

The way I see things - the good stuff is kinda like white noise. There’s so many wonderful, amazing, fantastic things in this fandom. There’s phenomenal blogs & people (llamagoddess, derpychocho, scrambledmeggys, rainingskeletons, chimo, wishing-stones, megalommi, sunsestart, just to name the ones off the top of my head because there’s SO many more) who continually contribute and feed this fandom. We’re accustomed to all this wonder that our minds accept it as the norm, so when something bad or upsetting happens it stands out and becomes more memorable. But those are the outliers, not the standard and that’s important to remember.

We’re our own little biome, each of us providing a different aspect that helps it thrive. And yes, there’s bad but the good far, far outweighs it.

I love this fandom. I love the people in it. I love the imagination nurtured in it.

2.) Is there any advice you’d give yourself if you started over?

Beta test more before posting lol. I get too impatient and excited to share.

3.) How do you keep yourself from going in too many directions?

I don’t. I don’t like restricting myself that way. I write what I want to write, and if it’s on game A instead of game B then so be it. The best work isn’t forced; the best writing comes from your sincerity.

If you aren’t inspired that’s ok. We all need breaks every now and then.

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If you want help with coding you’re welcome to join the discord. (: made a channel specifically to help with coding.

[diviinaee]

FINALLY HUSH IS PUBLIC NOW TIME FOR DIV TO SCREAM ABOUT HER THEORY

SPOILERS FOR HUSH'S VIDEO

hush is a shade. don't believe me? dw ik it can sound like a stretch. and thats why.

I'VE GOT PROOF.

ALRIGHT BITCHES N BROS N NONBONARY HOES LETS GO

In the audio where he finally meets Brachium, Blake mentions that shades were created beyond death to relay a message to the living world. From what we know, the Sovereigns were imprisoned beyond death because of the actions and plans for demons, daemons, and humanity (controlling them, experimenting on them, etc). Hush mentions that he was put on Elegy to do something very important. Might be a stretch, but he could be referimg to the message from the Sovereigns.

Ever since we first learned about shades in Milo's series, we learn 2 things. One: they are usually like rabid animals. Attacking anything they find, draining until they had their full, etc. Two: They haven't been doing that recently. Sweetheart tells Milo that they are getting smarter. The shade Sweetheart was tracking down was purposefully taking only a bit of lifeforce from alot of people to avoid being detected. We also see this intelligence play out in the Inversion. The shades are depicted attacking in groups and what not. We really see their level of intelligence with the ones that attack Huxley and Damien. At some point, they were trying to defend a group of people from the Shades and the shades planned ahead. They lured Huxley and Damien away, and then killed the group they were defending. That's strategy. We see it later with how a shade waited until Damien was dostracted by Huxley to attack him even after Damien was basically yelling at the shades to attack him when he ran out of magic. These shades are developing. What's to say they didn't find a way to fully evole into a walking, talking, intelligent being like Hush.

Hush mentions that he doesn't have a core. Shades, from what we know, do not have cores.

He couldn't kill the demon without the help of a core. Gavin mentions in the Inversion that shades can't kill a demon because they don't habe a life force. The only way the shades would have responsibility of Gavin's death was if a core or the the spellsong, which Hush mentions, is too strong and causes him to unravel. That is the only known way that a demon could die. And it's exactly how Hush says. He says he used the listener's core to focus the spellsong at a point to kill Reticuli.

What's to say the distorted nature of his voice isn't related to the fact that he was previously just pure snarls and screams.

He says he's new to Elegy. He comes from somewhere else. As I said, shades come from beyond death. He could be referring to the fact that he either just got to elegy, OR he just remembered his purpose for wlegy after gaining a consciousness.

Hush says that the complicated answer to what he is is like..... complicated and then he jumpscares us with wtv the hell that was... SO I LISTENED ON LIKE FULL BLAST hurt my ear drums but did it for the vine ANYWAY I WAS REPLAYING THAT PART AND YOU CAN HEAR LIKE VOICES IN THE BACKGROUND BEHIND LIKE THE GLASS BREAKING NOISES AND OTHER STUFF. WHATS TO SAY THOSE ARENT THE SOVEREIGNS

also he mentions river one time and what is is a river? DEATH. whats beyond the river of death? SOVEREIGNS. what also is related to death and sovereigns? SHADES.

THATS ALL FOLKS THANK YOU FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK AND I HOPE YALL HAVE A LOVELY TIMEZONE. PEACE OUT 😻🫶🏽🩷

[not-5-rats]

*Massive Explosion* It's question time mfs!!!

1) How bad do things have to get before your Bug asks for help?

2) If the group was trapped right before escaping the arena and Bug was told they had to pick one of the gator boys to die, which boy would they sacrifice?

(They have to pick otherwise they will all die, no avoiding it)

3) Does your Bug often find themself feeling guilty for something they've done? Either in the past or recently?

4) Is your Bug ok with crying around others?

If no, why not? Is there a way to change that?

If yes, how easy is it to make your Bug cry? Are they very emotional?

5) Scenario time #1!!! (cw: poor mental health)

(Yes this is long, I'm sorry, I promise you can talk at some point)

Life is hard, it always has been. Bug knew that, Bug knew life wasn't going to get easier and that's how they found themselves lost out here.

They had been struggling recently, like really struggling, so one day they decided they would walk out into the swamps and whatever happened...happened. They didn't know where they were going, they didn't know how far from home they were, they simply knew that they were alone.

It had been days since they left the others, days since they decided to run away and hopefully never be seen again. But it wasn't until this exact moment that they realised something...they didn't want to never see them again. The Bugs, the boys, they wanted to see them again. They also realised, at this moment, that they were so lost they'd probably never be able to make it home again

This caused them to break down, they cried as they crouched on the floor, already regretting their choices from days prior. They didn't know what to do, it was all too much and that's when they felt it...a cold hand gently resting on their shoulder as a voice spoke from beside them

"*Bug*? Oh *Bug* we've been looking for you for days! What are you doing all the way...out...here, oh"

Chester knelt beside them, his hand still on their shoulder as he realised what was going on. He wiped some of Bugs tears away as he tried to comfort them

"*Bug*, it's okay, things will be okay. Even if that doesn't look possible right now. They will be, we'll make sure of it..."

Okay generic comfort wasn't helping, he sighed, thought of what he could say that may help in some way then stood up and began to speak once more

"Look I want to help but I think in order to help I need to know what's going on, so why not we make our way home and if you want you can talk about what's up on the way there, ok? No pressure if you don't want to but it's an option"

He paused, considering his words carefully before continuing

"You mean alot to me, you all do, and I wanna help in any way I can. So tell me what's wrong... once again only if you want to...either way though we need to get you home, its cold out here and getting sick won't help anybody!"

He offered them a small smile before reaching out a hand to help them up, their choice

Do they wanna talk abt it?

6) Scenario time #2!! (Inspired by @idontevenknow7878 ghost stuff!!!)

It was a rainy day, really quite heavy rain and against all of the other bugs warnings (and Chez's concerned nagging about the dangers of going out in the swamps when it rains) your Bug decided to head outside. They walked around the swamps in the pouring rain, no sounds other than the wind and the rain hitting the ground...well and that occasional giggle coming from nowhere yet also everywhere.. but they chose to ignore that

Till they couldn't ignore it anymore as the source of the noise was stood...not stood...was hovering right infront of them.

The figure they saw looked sort of like Chez, but different. This boy was noticeably younger, perhaps around 17? 19 at a push. His hair was much shorter though the same blond tone, his eye colour however did not match Chez, they were blue unlike Chez's purple eyes. The final, and most noticeable, differenc though was the smile plastered over the boys face, a smile you would never catch Chez with. The boy laughed as he danced in the air, he spotted Bug and seemed shocked when he realised Bug could see him too!

"*gasp* you can see me! Oh my divines that's the best news I've heard in like forever!"

He sold over to beside Bug and hovered Iver their shoulder as he introduced himself

"The names Milo! Milo Markins! Sorry if I seem excited its just I've been able to see you guys for so long but nobodies ever been able to see me before!!!"

He spin around Bug, still grining like an idiot

"I just can't believe somebody can finally see me! And one of my brothers friends no less, tell me has he let up since I died? Or did he nag you about the 'dangers of going outside when it rains' as well?"

Does your Bug talk to ghosts?

7) Silly scenario so that we can leave on a slightly cheerful note! (Based on smth I do lol)

Modern! AU

Chez had been in his room for a while so Bug decided to go check up on him, from outside the room they could hear loud music playing...well if you could call that music. It was really just a load of shouting with some instruments-

Anyways, they knocked on the door and upon getting no response they sighed and let themself in only to find Chez lying on the floor just staring at the ceiling

"Chez? Wtf are you doing?"

He glanced over at them

"Floor time, you wanna join?"

That's it you lay on the floor, listen to metal music and stare at the ceiling. My fav activity

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[n0v4t33z]

The Syndicate - Chapter 2: The Traitor

Pairings: Choi San X Female Reader, Park Seonghwa X Female Reader, Ateez X Female Reader

Summary: Y/N is a Detective with a promising future in the police department until she's kidnapped by the infamous mafia boss Choi San and from him, she learns the dark secrets her superior has been hiding the whole time so she teams up with him in order to put a stop to it.

Genre: Lots of angst, Romance, Crime Fiction, Psychological Drama

Word Count: 5.1k

Tags/Warnings: For Mature Audiences, Language, Graphic Violence, Mentions of Illegal activities (i.e Kidnapping, extortion, assassination etc.), y/n gets roughed up by Wooyoung in the beginning , Slow Burn, Fluff sometimes, Work In Progress, Non-Idol AU, Mafia AU, Very suggestive at times, y/n cries alot, y/n having inner turmoil, Ateez being bad boys, Wooyoung and Yeosang are a little mean in this story tbh, Guns, Gunshot wounds, Assassination attempt(s)

I'll update tags as the story progresses

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

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Author's Note: So here it is, Chapter 2! I wanted to at least try and post a chapter for San's birthday so this is it! I hope you guys enjoy it!💜

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“So you’re the infamous Detective that San has kept his eye on for the longest..” Hongjoong asks while fidgeting with the keys in his right hand. “Infamous?” I quietly answer back and he nods silently almost like I was being judged. Something tells me he really doesn't like me I can already tell by the way he's looking at me. “Yeah, ever since you joined Ulwood PD you’ve been costing us a lot of business.” Taken a back from the bluntness I gather my courage and respond but this time a bit more respectful not wanting to start an argument and possibly anger any of them again. "Really? So besides my superior having something San wants that's one of the reasons why you guys decided to kidnap me?" Hongjoong lets out a small exhale from his nose "In a way, yes. That as well but not majorly." I slowly nod "What if I get my superior to make a deal with San to return whatever it is he wants?" Hongjong shakes his head, his earrings making a faint jingling noise "Maybe you should speak to San about that." I look over at Hongjoong who was looking straight ahead while we walk the dimly lit corridor, I didn't get a good look at his face before but he looks fairly young. Definitely shorter than the rest too, except Wooyoung. Luckily enough the silence doesn't last too long as we arrive outside San’s office so I didn't have to deal with the awkwardness much longer, Hongjoong opens the door “Here she is, I will be outside.” He slightly pushes me to sit down and closes the door behind him. San then stares at me for a bit and without breaking eye contact he says “Sit down Detective.” Stay focused, try negotiating with him. I carefully sit down on the leather chair in front of San’s desk while he clicks his pen a few times then sets it down. “First of all, before anything I’d like to apologize about what happened with Wooyoung. He wasn’t supposed to beat you like that.” I roll my eyes “Right, care to explain why you abducted me?” I want to hear this from the man himself and not his "inner circle" goons. San looks over at me with a deadpan expression “You’re ransom Detective. Something that belongs to me is in possession of Ulwood PD, not just that but Captain Lee owes me for all the stuff he’s been putting my family through. He’s no saint, and what a better way to taunt him than taking his secret weapon against us, you.”

Captain Lee? He’s always been a very respectable man and very stern. What does he have to do with the Choi’s and Aurora Syndicate? I look at San slightly suspicious “Captain Lee? Ever since I joined Ulwood PD, he’s been a very good role model of what a Detective should be. What does he have to do with your family?” San looks away almost like he was holding in a laugh then says “Oh come on Detective, can't you read between the lines? I guess he’s been keeping his double life under wraps from everyone in the department.” I glare at San. “What are you trying to say? Captain Lee works for you?” He smirks and slightly nods “Good guess, but it's more like he used to. The man is a crooked cop.” His face then grows serious again and he continues “ He used to work for my father. He’s also the reason my father got murdered. He began to work with a rival mob, The Obsidian Dragon a few years back which led to him giving away my father’s location to those people.”

No way, no fucking way. Captain Lee was one of the organizers for this hit and I’m the one having to suffer for his mistakes? “Why not abduct him? Why was I brought into this?” San pushes his glasses with his middle finger and sits back on his chair “Well, if we kidnap him he’ll be marked as a hero and that’s what I don’t want. I want him to be known as my father’s killer, and what a better way to bring attention to it than when a very infamous and well known Detective is kidnapped and in order to save her his whole team has to slowly unravel how evil and dirty he is. If he doesn’t give in, either way he’ll be seen as a terrible and incompetent person for letting a gifted Detective die in order to save himself.” I slowly clench my fists. This has to be a crude joke.

“I need proof of Captain Lee doing the things you’re claiming. I can’t just take your word for it, I don’t trust you.” San opens the drawer next to his desk and sets a file about an inch and a half thick in front of me “These are photos of him and my family and documents with his handwriting on it. Not to mention there are photos of him meeting up with someone from The Obsidian Dragon” I open the folder and the first thing to catch my attention is a picture of a dinner with presumably the Choi family and next to San’s father is Captain Lee smiling brightly. I squint my eyes to make sure my eyes weren’t deceiving me then I look over to a financial document with Captain Lee’s signature. I look at a few other photos carefully examining if it was the right person and to my disappointment it was. It’s Captain Lee, I'd recognize his signature anywhere and the man in the pictures looks exactly like him including his golden tooth. I look over at San in complete shock and San smirks and raises his eyebrow “You believe me now?” I slowly nod then I close the file and set it back on San’s desk in disappointment.

“This has to be a misunderstanding, he’s a great person I know so. I’m sure there has to be a reason he did this.” San throws his head back and laughs and says “The man loves money Detective, the difference between us and him is that the majority of us had nothing at one point but desperation to survive while this man has had money and a good life from the beginning. Also, what type of person kills their best friend over money? ” My body runs cold, and my stomach drops “The Phantom was friends with him?” There is a slight hint of disappointment in San’s voice “Yeah, so close I even called him uncle when I was a child.” Oh no, why do I feel bad for this man? When he's the reason Ulwood’s crime rates went up to begin with. I sigh and Sympathetically look at him “Look, I’m so sorry he caused all this pain to you and your family but there’s no reason to keep me here to get back at him. That file you showed me has enough evidence to send him to prison for the rest of his remaining life, I'll do that for you only if you let me go.” San looks at me for a few seconds and he shakes his head “No, i’m sorry.” I scoot up closer to his desk and I put my hand over the file “Please, you can do this the right way instead of possibly ruining your life.” He sits up and leans over the desk close to me and in a very calm voice he says “My life is already ruined Detective, all the things I've done are enough to send me to prison for the rest of my life. The least I should do with the last of my freedom is to destroy the man who killed my father.” I sit there for a while processing his final decision “Well, all I’m hoping is that Captain Lee does the correct thing although now I’m doubting it.” I have a feeling I’m going to die here now. “I sent the ransom note about an hour ago so we’ll have to wait for his answer in maybe a few days.” A few days?! I know for a fact we usually see ransom calls and answer them right away, why is he just going with a ransom note? "Why a ransom note when you can just call?" A smirk appears on his face "It makes it a little more dramatic, it's amusing, Even more knowing how much he's probably freaking out" I scoff and look at the book case to my left. He's such a childish man, it's ridiculous.

Out of nowhere my stomach growls and I clutch my stomach then San curiously looks over at me “Are you hungry?” I quietly nod then he grabs a radio from his desk and says “Hongjoong, can you escort the Detective to the guest room.” Hongjoong sounding a bit confused says “Uh yeah, sure right away.” The door then opens a few seconds later and Hongjoong walks towards me but before he reaches over to grab my arm I take off my badge and set it on San’s desk “Here, I have a feeling I won’t be needing this anymore.” San gives me a slightly confused look then Hongjoong escorts me out.

The walk to the guest room was excruciatingly quiet so I begin to lose myself in my own thoughts until finally we arrive at the guestroom. Hongjoong continues to hold my arm tightly while he opens the door. After opening the door Hongjoong walks me inside the guest room and sits me down on the bed and says “This is escape proof, so don’t even try.” He exits the room, and after hearing the door lock I lay down and begin to silently sob. I don’t want to die here, I want to see my family, I want to fall in love and have a family. I close my eyes and I slowly drift to sleep hoping that the horror I was living is just a dream.

Later, I’m gently nudged awake then I groggily open my eyes and I see Seonghwa holding some food “Hey, San got you some food. He didn’t know if you were allergic to anything so he just went with steamed rice and veggies and for your drink it’s apple juice but in a bottle so you know we didn’t mess with it.” He helps me sit up while I quietly wince in pain trying to sit up “Oh, thank you. Do I get these removed too?” He opens the food and says “I would but I can’t. The only one who can is San, my apologies Detective. I can still feed you though so it’s okay.” I look over to the food then I nod slightly disappointed “I see. Well, since we have to get that familiar with each other with you feeding me and all call me Y/N.” He chuckles and grabs a spoonful of food and feeds it to me “Alright Y/N, my name is Seonghwa but you can just call me Hwa when it’s just us.” Something tells me he's friendlier than the rest here “So Hwa when did you start working here?”

He hesitantly smiles and feeds me another spoonful of food and says “Well, I started working here a little before San’s father passed away. You? When did you start working as a detective?” While I chew I think for a few seconds “3 years this march as an actual detective, I’m honestly still not really used to it though I still have slip ups where I start talking like a civilian.” He opens the apple juice and puts a straw in the bottle “Oh I see, so you’re somewhat still new to the department?” I nod then I take a sip of my juice “Yes, but I guess weirdly enough people at the station no longer see me as the newbie because of the case clearing rate. streak I have" He hums in acknowledgement "I've heard, you're a criminal's worst nightmare." we both quietly chuckle then I ask "So, are you friends with San and all those guys I've seen?” He sets the juice back on the floor “Oh, yes. In a way we’re all friends although sometimes we do get into pretty heated disagreements.” I furrow my brows while focusing on the wall behind Seonghwa.

“So then does that mean I'm going to have to see the one who hit me? Wooyoung I think was his name.” He gently pats my shoulder “Unfortunately you probably are but don’t worry he’s not going to hit you anymore, San got onto him about it. It’s weird because this is the first time San has gotten upset over something like this happening, usually he doesn’t really care when Wooyoung goes around beating the people we’ve kidnapped. Then again this is the first time we’ve kidnapped a cop.” That’s weird I didn’t think he’d even care either, I thought maybe Wooyoung somehow messed up the procedure or something like that. Seonghwa continues “Let's have you finish eating so you can clean up and change clothes." Later, after Seonghwa finishes feeding me he helps me up and says "San got you a really pretty dress so you can wear it after your bath"

Embarrassed, I respond "Wait what? You're going to give me a bath?!" He chuckles and says "No silly, San is going to help you since he's the only one who is able to remove your handcuffs" Confused, I scrunch my nose and say “Why him?” Seonghwa shrugs and gives me a confused face “Honestly, I have no idea that’s just what he told us.” I look down and fidget with my hands then I say "So you're leaving then?" He reaches over and holds both my hands "I'm sorry, but don't worry I'll try coming back as much as I can." I sigh and with a slight disappointed tone in my voice I say "Okay..” He picks up the leftovers and gets up then the door opens behind him. I watch as San enters the room with a few shopping bags. Surprised, Seonghwa looks over at San and says “Oh hey, I was just about to go get you.” San walks over to the bed and sets down the shopping bags and says “Thanks for helping her eat, can you tell Yunho to let me know when something comes up regarding the ransom?” Seonghwa nods and closes the door behind him leaving me alone with San.

I watch him glance at me for a few seconds then sit next to me. “How are you feeling?” Why is he asking me how I feel? This is so weird. I shrug and say “I’m still in pain but I feel way better than I did earlier but I'm sure the bruises will come in tomorrow.” He smiles and says “I’m glad you’re feeling better, also was the food okay? I didn’t know what to get you since I didn’t know if you had food allergies or not.” Is he joking? Why is he asking me if I liked the food or not? Why does he care if I have food allergies? Why is he being so nice? He might be trying to get me to talk by being nice. “Food was good, don't worry.” He looks over at my hand cuffed hands “If I take these off of you do you promise me you won’t try to escape?” I might take a leap of faith and try but without hesitation I respond “I promise.” he uncuffs my hands and I gently massage my wrists and press my lips together forcing a smile. “I never say this to criminals but thank you, for like the food and everything.” He gives me a soft smile and says “Of course, now it’s time for you to get cleaned up and wash off all that blood off of you.” Should I ask him why he’s being so nice? Or is it too soon? Maybe.

I get up and stretch then San stands up next to me and chuckles gently patting my head “Oh wow you’re really short Detective, I've never seen such a short cop before. it’s actually kind of cute. I’m surprised you were even allowed to be in the police academy.” Oh my gosh did he just call me cute? The man is really committing himself to get something out of me. I raise an eyebrow in confusion “Gee, thanks but just in case you didn’t know I can do alot of damage despite my small stature.” He looks down at me and smirks “Yeah I know, which is why I’m the only one who can uncuff you.” If I change the subject maybe he’ll stop being weird. “So where’s the bathroom?” He leads me over to a door next to the entrance “There’s a shower in there but I’ll tell you right now the door has no lock so I can easily check up on you if you get too quiet.” Ew no. What if he’s being a pervert and watches me shower then what? I cross my arms in front of my chest and I say “Fair enough, just don’t be a pervert or….”

We both exchange looks for what feels like forever then he gently lifts my chin with his finger and says in a low voice “Or what Detective?” He’s good. My face gets hot and I swat his hand away from my face “I’ll press charges on you for harassment when I get out of here.” San lets out an amused laugh “Oh, are you really? But can’t I just admire a woman’s beauty?” He proceeds to push his glasses up with his middle finger then winks at me. I give him a disgusted look and walk into the bathroom closing the door behind me then from the other side of the door I say “I bet this is why you don’t have a girlfriend because you’re so weird!” I hear San laughing on the other side of the door and say "I was kidding!" I roll my eyes and get in the shower letting the water completely soak through my hair while I stand in the shower with my eyes closed wondering if what was happening right now was actually happening or a weird figment of my imagination from a breakdown or something. I mean being a cop is not necessarily an easy thing and I'm constantly under excruciating pressure from my superiors. So maybe my mind is making it all up.

After showering, wondering whether I'm in reality or not and occasionally checking the door in fear of San looking at me at my most vulnerable state. When I get out I see a nice robe and put it on. When did this robe get here? Where are my clothes? Did he seriously somehow come in without me noticing? I open the bathroom door and I see San standing next to the door on his phone I then ask “Did you take my clothes?” He nods then turns to look at me “Yep, I did. I bought you some clothes but I don’t know if you’ll like them though I asked my mom what a girl likes to wear and she said a nice casual dress will do.” I ran my fingers through my wet hair trying to comb it out “Oh, okay. I swear if you looked at me in the shower.” He shakes his head and pleadingly responds "I didn't I promise." I need to watch out for him, he's good. Maybe he's lying. He scratches the back of his neck and hands me the shopping bag “I also bought some um… you know underwear and some bras.” I grab the bag slightly embarrassed. What happened to me being a prisoner of the Aurora Syndicate? Where is this headed? Am I going to be sold off or something? “Oh, thank you, I’ll go put this on I'll be right out.” I walk back into the bathroom and close the door and I change into the dress, a beautiful ruffled dark purple chiffon dress with a tie up at the waist. When I step out, San’s lips curl up into a smile “It looks beautif- I mean, it looks great on you.” I nod and I bite my bottom lip to keep me from smiling.

The first time in a year that I get male attention and it’s from one of the most dangerous men in Ulwood. Embarrassingly I’m falling into his trap and it hasn’t even been a whole day, just 16 hours ago I was kidnapped. I have to get it together, this man is just playing tricks on me he doesn’t care about me at all whatsoever. Suddenly San’s radio goes off Slightly startling me while a male's voice says says “San, they know about the Detective and they said if we don’t hand her over right now you’ll have a warrant for your arrest.” Amused, San lets out a chuckle “Tell them the first note for her rescue will be on 398 Barry Ave.” The man then responds “Okay got it.” San walks over to me and pulls out the handcuffs from his pocket and puts them on me “I have to go, but I’ll come back later. In the meanwhile I need you to rest okay? ” I nod then he exits out the room and closes the door behind him then a few seconds later I hear the small click of the door being locked. I let out a sigh and walk over by the door and turn off the lights leaving some sort of night light on and I lay down with my back facing the door. I feel quite tired and the pain medicine Jongho gave me is starting to wear off so I begin to have a million thoughts racing through my head trying to get my mind off of the pain that eventually I fall asleep.

I suddenly wake up to the sound of the door unlocking and opening I felt too tired to turn and check who it was until eventually I feel a gentle nudge on my shoulder "Hey Detective, it's me Jongho I brought you some more pain medicine." He helps me sit up and gives me the painkillers and some water soon after he says “Did that warm shower help you feel a bit better?” I nod “Yes, it actually did but I started to be in pain again right before I fell asleep since the medicine was wearing off” He stipples his fingers and says “Don’t worry, just give it an hour and the medicine will kick back in again. Tomorrow when you wake up is when it will hurt a lot so I’ll come back in the morning to check up on you.” I nod and for a few seconds I pick at my nails then I look at Jongho and I say “San told me about Captain Lee, I told him he would get his revenge the right way with all those documents and pictures stacked up as evidence but he doesn’t want to.” He slightly frowns “Well, Detective you have to remember San and basically everyone here including myself are criminals. What San wants is to humiliate Lee and inflict as much pain as that man did to his father, I’m sure you’d do the same for your family if you ever get the chance right?”

I lower my face and purse my lips. “I mean If I had the amount of evidence San has against Captain Lee I’d go to the police.” His eyes widen for a split second in shock then he recollects himself and goes back to his serious expression “Well, police can only do so much, sometimes the best way to get back at someone who's hurt your family is not necessarily the legal way. I’m sure in the back of your mind you know this even if you don’t want to admit it which is understandable since you’re a detective and you work for the police leading me to believe you fully trust them. You have to remember that some of these cops aren’t clean and half the time they’re just as bad as criminals like us, if not worse.” I gently brush my hand on the soft chiffon ruffles of my dress “Actually despite what you probably think I see Captain Lee differently now, seeing all those pictures and evidence and being the empathetic person that I am I genuinely feel sorry for San. That doesn’t mean that I think what he’s doing is okay because it’s not but I do get where he’s coming from and I understand what you’re trying to get at.”

Before he can answer Jongho’s radio goes off with Wooyoung saying “Hey Jongho where are you?” Jongho grabs his radio and says “I was with the detective giving her medicine, what happened?” Wooyoung answers back with a slight annoyance in his voice “I need you to bring the Detective downstairs, Lee wants to talk to her he’s on the phone with San.” He presses the button to his radio again and with a calm voice Jongho says “Okay I’ll be right there.” He puts his radio back in his jacket’s pocket then he turns to me and says “Let’s go Detective.” He helps me up then he walks me downstairs.

When I enter the dimly lit room filled with lots of monitors, computers, and servers I notice that all of San’s inner circle was present, 2 of which I haven't seen. One had dark brown hair he looks as if he’s around the same height as Mingi except a little bit taller. The other wasn't as tall as the hair dark brown haired male in fact he seemed to be around the same height as Wooyoung and Hongjoong. His was a cool brown shade. He was very handsome looking having the face of a Roman statue with no visible flaw on his face besides the pink birthmark next to his right eye, definitely not taking away from how handsome he looked. Now that I notice I realize how all of San's inner circle is basically handsome young men. This is exactly why they probably get away with as much as they do because they're intimidatingly handsome, they probably don't even need money to keep people quiet. Their looks alone will probably the charm any one of their liking. Jongho walks me over to a single chair by where everyone was huddled. San looks at me briefly then says “She’s here, you have 1 minute with her.” San then hands me the phone and I say “Captain Lee?! Please get me out of here I’m begging you. I’m terrified. I want to go home!” In a worried tone he answers “Detective Y/LN, are you okay? Have they hurt you in any way?” A knot forms in my throat and I say in verge of tears “Um, yeah I’m okay except for a few bruises and a busted lip” As angry as I am with Captain Lee for betraying the police department I need to urge him to get me out of here. I hear silence from the other end of the call then Captain Lee clears his throat “Look Detective, I’m going to try my absolute best to get you out of there, Detective Bang is also working on this to get you out of there as soon as possible too. Don’t listen to anything these dirt bags tell you either, they’re low life criminals who don’t care about anyone but themselves.” I release the knot in my throat and I begin to sob “Please, Captain just get me out of here please, just give them whatever they want! I need to see my mom and my family, I have a life too! Please!”

San puts his finger over his lips to hush me and takes the phone “So now that I proved to you that she’s alive and not in some trash can in an alleyway are you are more keen on cooperating?” Seonghwa walks over to me and helps me calm down while San is still on the phone and chuckles, turning around giving the 7 guys behind him a thumbs up. Captain Lee probably agreed. “I have eyes in every corner of the city Lee, if you don’t follow the requests I leave for you and decide to go your own route there will be consequences.” he hangs up with a huge smirk on his face. “I have him right where I want him, now we just wait until his fellow investigators find out his dirty little secrets.”

San hands the Phone over to Hongjoong and walks over to me giving me a curt smile “Thanks to you Detective, he’s probably scrambling to find a way to rescue the PD’s female prodigy.” He helps me up and says “Yeosang, do me a favor and take her back to the guest room.” He nods and he quietly walks me back upstairs to the guest room while we walk up the stairs I slip on the fabric of my dress and he grabs my arm “Careful.” I quietly thank him and continue to walk in silence then I suddenly grow the courage to at least try and make small talk, maybe he's nice like Jongho and Seonghwa “You’re really quiet, this is the first time I’ve heard you speak.” He continues to look forward in silence then he answers “There’s no reason for me to speak to a cop.” Nope, I was right this guy is ice cold. There’s no use in trying to talk to these people, they straight up hate my guts. “Okay, I’m sorry”

After a long and awkward walk back to the guest room we arrive, he opens it and shoves me in the room with such a strong force that I fall on the hard marble floor on my knees and I wince in pain from the stinging sensation on my knees. I pull up my dress so that I could see my dress, then I look down at my knees and notice both my knees are scraped. I get up and lay down on the bed letting out a long exhausted sigh. “So much for trying to be nice.” I slowly close my eyes. Sleep, eat, wake up. I wonder how many of these I have left before I end up dead in a ditch.

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[jungle-angel]

To Build A Nest (Bob Floyd x Reader)

Summary: In which the Daggers are working really hard on a project that you and Bob left unfinished

“Jake for the last fucking time! We are NOT painting that on the walls!” Natasha argued. 

“Oh c’mon, where’s your sense of humor?” Jake half whined. 

“Up your ass with the rest of you,” Natasha mumbled before her phone began to vibrate. 

Quick as she could, Natasha answered the FaceTime call from you and Bob, finally happy to see Baby Auggie’s tiny little form snuggled into Bob’s bare chest under the little blue Peter Rabbit blanket. 

“Oh look! Little Man’s out of his incubator!” Natasha exclaimed happily. 

“He’s coming out alot more often,” you told her. “Still having some trouble regulating his body temperature, but if we give it another two weeks, he should be able to come home.” 

“Oooh is that little man?” Mickey asked excitedly peering over Natasha’s shoulder. 

A loud noise snagged Mickey’s attention before he could get a closer look at Auggie, disappearing to go and break it up. 

“How’s the work coming?” you asked, a laughing grin threatening to crawl across your face. 

Natasha grimaced when a loud “MOTHERFUCKER!” flew from Jake’s mouth. “How do you think it’s going?”

You and Bob both laughed but when Natasha turned her phone camera to show you the half done mural on the wall, your jaws practically dropped to the floor. “Oh my God!” you quietly exclaimed. 

“It’s a work in progress but hopefully it’ll be done soon,” Natasha explained. “Hopefully these morons quit their bitching and keep working.” 

“No, no, you guys are doing an amazing job,” you assured her. “Shit, the nurse is on her way in. Can we call you back again tomorrow?” 

“No problem,” Natasha answered, before bidding you and Bob farewell for the evening. 

She dove right back into the work, rinsing the brushes in the paint spattered mason jars while Mickey turned the bluetooth speaker back on to keep playing their music. Of course there had been pinched fingers, paint splatters on clothing and faces and things that had gotten mucked up along the way, but in all it hadn’t been bad. 

Two weeks it had taken to get the whole thing complete. Two weeks of arguing, bickering and slugging through the work, night and day to get it done, but at last, the nursery was done. The paint had dried and soon, the Daggers were looking at the completed mural that had been absolute hell to paint....a Thomas Kinkade style painting of Disney’s Pinocchio. 

“We did it,” Natasha said to Mickey. “We fuckin did it.” 

“I still say we should’ve done Star Wars,” Mickey teased. 

“Hey this was Bob’s idea, not ours.” 

On the day that you and Bob finally arrived home with Auggie, the gang led you upstairs to the room, finally completed after having waited so long. It was beautiful, the mural catching your eyes immediately as well as the wood crib and the old rocker in the corner near the window. You and Bob were both nearly in tears when you saw the quilt hanging off the bed, embroidered with a large image of Pinocchio, Jiminy Cricket and a little bluebird. 

“Oh my God, you guys are the best,” you said tearfully. “It’s absolutely beautiful.” 

“What can we say, we’re the best of the best,” Payback told you as he gave you the biggest hug you had in a long time.

“Oh but wait there’s more,” Jake informed you and Bob. 

Off of a shelf, Coyote pulled a little yellow box that had been painted once again with those familiar images in the nursery, this time one of Pinocchio and Geppetto. “Your dad and my dad got together and fixed this a few days ago,” Jake explained. “Your Meemaw said she and your grandfather had cleaned out the basement and she found it in a box that had your baby stuff in it.” 

“Is the box still here?” Bob asked. 

“In the closet.” 

Before Bob had a chance to look, he opened the little box in his hand, the little tines hidden within playing “When You Wish Upon A Star.” The whole room had gone silent when they heard it, Bob’s eyes soon filling with tears at the childhood memories that had come flooding back to him. 

You two couldn’t thank your friends enough for what they had done for you both. That night, everyone had stayed over to help, Bob’s parents informing him that they were coming out from Oklahoma to help as well. You two ate dinner with your close friends and when it grew dark, you finally put Auggie to bed, bringing him up to his new room. Bob sat in the rocker, the tiny little one snuggled deep into his bare chest as the music box played away, his sleepy little coos filling the room. 

And that night, the stars seemed to shine a little bit brighter over Fightertown.

[nebsisdead]

MISFORTUNE

(In response to the hazbin OC poll that Misfortune is winning by a LANDSLIDE so far.)

Misfortune isn't really that strong in terms of demonic power. If I had to delegate her a power level, she's between angel dust and sir pentious. She's not really that OP

Since she's a robot like demon she can extend her arms and suck them back in like measuring tape, it even makes the little noise too.

Her face is entirely digital, her expressions exaggerated and impossible. If she ever freaks out, error messages will start to pop up on her face.

She actually works for the VVV's. Now, in no way is she one of the bosses, no! She is Vox's assistant who helps deal with mundane things.

She's peppy and cheery ninety percent of the time. And not peppy and cheery like Charlie, no picture Spamton or spinel levels of cheery. Actually, their voice is basically just spamtons with a slightly more gender neutral tone.

With Miscellaneous info out of the way its time to get to the good shit.

misfortune lost her memory when she landed in hell thanks to her death damaging a large part of her brain. She adored tech and vocaloid stuff when she was alive, so that's why she looks the way she does.

She went to hell for scamming people out of their money and cheating litterally everyone when she was alive.

However she basically got her memory wiped when she entered hell so she acted like a completely different person. This led to Vox hiring her after he saw how oddly talented with machinery she was despite her weird airhead demeanor.

About two years into working with the V's she started to get her memories back. And she didn't tell ANYONE.

She basically just used her carefree facade as a way to get out of trouble while she did her own things.

She actually used this to get angel out of work a couple times, pretending he was injured, taking him to a bathroom to patch him up. Telling him to run quick, and purposefully short circuiting her self to make it look like she glitched.

Valentino has complained about this consistently to Vox but Vox doesn't really give a shit. Just thinks Valentino is being dramatic because he doesn't think Misfortune is smart enough to pull that.

If it isn't obvious, Misfortune and Vox have this weird kind of sibling dynamic where they annoy the shit out of each other but also care for each other.

Could Misfortune redeem herself? Probably yeah, she did fucked up shit when she was alive but she has changed alot in hell. And even with some of her memories back she still helps people like angel on occasion.

I'd give her a 71% chance of redemption. Really depends if she's able to break away from the VVV's control.

[bluiex]

hot guy x poultry man is underrated. in this essay i will- /j

no but i love the idea of it. they should be rivals and then kiss after one of them gets abducted by villains and the other has to save them <3

which yes, can be done via cute guy and hot guy but thats BORING i want everyones favourite little man in the chicken costume

i would like to think that scar is a law abiding superhero whos actually working under someone (probably the government) while grian just likes to beat up muggers in a chicken costume on his tuesday nights (or some stuff about wanting to help people blah blah)

like in the au, superheros who arent registered/working under someone is illegal and so scar SHOULD probably report grian to authorities, but he doesn't for 'some reason' (bc he has fallen for the charm of the chicken man)

grian usually tends to follow around scars patrol patterns just because he finds it fun to tease him (and because scar had a tendency to fight more criminals at a time then he should) and so they end up teaming up to fight alot

then one day grian needs to take a break for a day, for whatever reason, and scar ends up having to take on some villain alone

which ends up in him getting captured

the news very quickly catches onto this, since the hot guy has suddenly gone missing, so grian finds out pretty quickly aswell, and obviously hes abit panicked bc it was the ONE day he didnt go on patrol

and so he decides hes gonna find and save scar no matter what, just because he feels guilty, totally no other reason (wink wink)

so he goes through a whole process with hacking into official hero networks and police networks so hes up to date with whats happening and somehow he figures it out

and he wastes NO time in going to saving scar. he finds the place hes been put in and sneaks in through one of the windows

theres abunch of people there defending the place where scar is, and it IS actually scar, they've gotten rid of the glasses hiding his identity and revealing it

grian sneaks around before getting caught then [insert super cool battle here. im lazy] before he quickly goes to where scar is being kept and getting him out of whatever. chains or smth idk

and then they just kinda look into eachothers eyes and decide then and there to kiss while in the most dangeroys place ever

its obviously a short kiss before grian gets them out of there, where the noise of fighting has ended up with the police and official-heroes to get their shit together and go to the place

grian carefully gets scar over to the ambulance thats also there and he gets all sorted out while grian has to stand there and process all thats happened

then the next day he visits scar in the hospital, grian fluffs up his wings so no cameras see when he removes his mask (because regardless he still IS breaking laws by not being of 'official hero' status) and they kiss again

jdjbejbdjvfjvvrj that is much more thsn i expected to write about this i should actually write a fic about this at some point. hmmmm

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*pins you down* write this as a fic *shakes you* WRITE THIS AS A FIC /nf

[merwynsartblog]

yk since alot of people are doing this

stim hc/hc for pizzatower and my ocs

Peppino: chews his hands, rocks back and forth, stomps/move his feet alot i mean he cannot stand still,has a few chewing stim toys and a strong ass stress ball (idk how he didnt break it..), is a showoff with cooking (i mean come on its his passion) and showing how strong he is. loves getting picked up. noise sensitive (WAR.) pulls on his shirt/t-shirt.

Gustavo: arm stim thing (like shakes his arms side to side and stuff) legit like randomly start dancing (not full on dancing but will glide through the room sorta dancing idk how to explain it) hums. i do not got alot with this man i need to draw him more. Margarita (Oc): head bops, kicking legs (if he laying down), shaking hands, rocking back and forth,chewing finger nails, will dance-ish randomly, messing with his hair like legit he tugs on his hair. he has a liquid motion toy. making clicking sounds with tongue. Tbh he would have an empty soda bottle and fill it with coins or beads and brings it around everywhere. messing with jewelry. stress ball.

Noise: OK DOKI swaying back and forth, clicking tongue/whistling, jumping up and down, would fidgeting with objects in his hands be one (like sphere shaped objects- I MEAN HE HAS BOMBS.) pull his mustache/hair or mess with it either one. he would have some sorta noise toy that makes either a jingle or a click.

uh like or reblog or smth and ill make a part 2 (i gotta do stuff)

[ask-pokeprofvoid]

Pelipper mail!

[Oh! It's a letter from Polaris!]

“Dear Dewdrop and Drea,

I am so so sorry for my lack of a letter on Tuesday. Things are really staring to kick up at the sanctuary and I simply did not have the time. So today you are getting a Thursday letter instead of a Friday letter to try and make up for it.

It seems that we have resolved the Walrein issue. Unfortunately, it seems that the only Walrein that the pod will accept as their leader is…Wallace. It’s going to break my heart to see him go, but it’s for the best for both him and the pod.

Drea: Hi darling. Of course I can help you with the service mon stuff when I get home, it would be my pleasure. It can be a bit nerve wracking, but you’re being very brave asking me about it and I promise I will train you up the best and most gentle service mon. I see Ingo and Emmet are visiting! A shame that I missed them, they are excellent battlers and I would have loved to have a mock battle against them. Another time. I’m sure they will train up your Larvitar to be wonderful and strong! It’s lovely to see Liam and Dune getting on well.

Viv: Hello dewdrop :) Augh I’m missing you so much. My futon is lonely without you in it. I would say cold but it turns out Bird is quite clingy at bed time haha. I got an idol commissioned for you, a carved on of a crowen gyarados. And one for Drea of a sudowoodo but that’s a surprise. It’ll be ready next week. Ah. Speaking of. It’s going to take me a bit longer to get home. Skie got it in xer head that while I’m here I should do an interview on the main Sanctuary account, so it seems that’s what I’ll be busy with next week. But I’ll be on my way home as soon as that’s all done. Lovely to hear that Queenie and the babies are doing well. How is Dreamie? I’m missing seeing her little face in the tank by my bed every morning, lovely little girl.

I love you both bunches and bunches!

-Your Starlight and Birdie”

[ There's photos like always; The babies seem more round and have their bristles now, looking like small pom poms while one dramatic photo labeled as 'Mr.Mischeif' shows a feisty lil bab using Bounce on a toy. There are several photos of Dreamie too, mainly with her sleeping on things or chasing a small ball toy around her tank.] Hi Opie! That sounds super nice! Uncle Ingo taught me about batles Battles and types! All the mons are super duper cuddly this week for some reason but Miss Viv only smiles sadly when I ask why :( Maybe they are cold? I might have to bring them my blankets!

Alots A lot of things happened at school too! My teachers are now letting me write with a pen and they say i'm learning very fast! Plus!! Miss Viv said she's getting me a therie past! I don't know what that is but she says that they will help me get better and to be prepared if they ask sad questions because they want to help me get better!! We cannot wait for you to get back home all the Pokémon miss you loads! [Theres another piece of tape that has many little Eevees on it, Seemingly as another border for the letter.] Hello Starlight, It is lonely without you. I swear im used to the smell of you baking in the kitchen haha. Had to get out the old Crown cook book to make some stuff, My mum sent over some recipies to make when you get back.

Take as much time as you need pumpkin, I admit some really weird things have been happening and Xena of all Mons is really on edge. Might need to take her out of the house to relax a bit the poor thing...But, don't worry. I am sure it's just one of those months where odd things happen.

I guess ill need to set up a new shelf for all the trinkets you bring back home, huh? Dreamie is missing you, I swear as soon as you left she started making little hissing noises; most likely doesnt understand where you went but I assure you shes getting alot of love along with all the other mons. Had to hide this photo but I thought you would love it Starlight. I love you and please keep safe. -your Dewdrop [Theres a sneekily hidden photo of all the mons in a cuddle pile; Andrea is cuddled up with them too having dragged all her blankets downstairs to nap with them all]