#also her old one didnt show her left arm too well

[receding-tides]

I made updated refs for them yay :]

[cinnamon-girl-writes]

request for death note oneshot i love ur eren one its fire i found u on ao3 i think and didnt think id find you again here

l x fem reader (having a deep conversation abt quantum physics n such) plspls

hi there 🤍🤍 ahh i see so many people say they found me on ao3! i'm curious what fandom/fic you found me from

anyways, sorry this was in my drafts for so long, i have *so* much going on in my personal life right now and also lots of work/trips piling up. but i was soooo excited by this idea! i've never written death note x reader but it's an area i'd like to explore so i'll take all the requests i can get!!

how you get the girl - l lawliet x reader

by @cinnamon-girl-writes! . . .

“so, in conclusion, while newton’s laws tell us that matter exists in a particle state. however, quantum mechanics argues that matter exists as waves tightly woven together to  make something physical.”

you shake your head, giving up on trying to understand. your boyfriend was sitting betwen your legs on the floor, with you sitting on the edge of the bed. he currently had half of his head in pigtails and the other half in a braid— the consequence of letting you do whatever you wanted to him.

“i don’t get it,” you admitted. “how can something be two things at once?”

he titled his head back, gazing at the half of your face he could see form this angle. “well, look at the two of us. we’re talking to eachother, but also breathing, and thinking, and our bodies are circulating blood and other important things.”

you laughed softly at his coyness. “i don’t think that’s how it works.” you leaned down, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

he smiled slightly as you did, allowing his eyes to flutter closed.

of course, your shared moment of peace couldn’t last for long. as you moved in to place another kiss to his face, ryuzaki’s phone rang.

he sat up, retrieving his phone form his pocket and standing to face you.

“i’m sorry, i have to take this,” he said to you. understanding, you gave him a look of encouragement as he left the room to answer the call.

in lieu of his presence, you decided to turn on the television in the room. it wasn’t as cozy as your apartment back home, but it sure was better than a cheap motel. ryuzaki had rented out an entire hotel building indefinitely until the kira case was closed, including the hotel staff, meaning you got breakfast and coffee delivered to your room every morning and room service at any hour. it made you wonder just how much money he has.

after channel surfing for what felt like hours (thirty minutes) you finally decide on a daytime tv channel playing a telenovela. you watched it for a few minutes when ryuzaki finally returned to the room.

“how’s your show?” he asked, taking a seat next to you on the couch where you were lounging.

“rebecca is cheating on her boyfriend steven, but she just found out she’s pregnant with joshua’s baby,” you explained.

ryuzaki pondered. “so, joshua is the man she’s having an affair with?”

you shook your head, pointing out the characters on the screen to your boyfriend. “no, joshua is her ex who she had a one-night stand with a few months ago. before she started seeing mark—“ you point to the man on the right of the screen, “—who, unbeknownst to her, is engaged to angela, rebecca’s old ski instructor. and she’s pregnant, but they don’t know if the baby is going to live, because she just got diagnosed with stage four lung cancer.”

ryuzaki sighed, pulling you in with an arm around your shoulders and pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “maybe these people would have less problems if they led less . . . promiscuous lives.”

you laughed, looking up at him, “yeah, maybe you’re right.”

the rest of the afternoon passed unceremoniously, ryuzaki accepting a few more phone calls and having to leave for a few meetings. later that evening, you were having dinner together (albeit later than anticipated as his meeting had dragged on for far too long). 

“ryuzaki?” you called his name. the two of you were currently situated on the living room floor in front of the tv and a circular ottoman where your takeout was positioned.

he twirled the flavorful noodles on his chopsticks, not looking up to answer you. “yes?”

you exhaled. “i still don’t get what you were talking about earlier.”

“what is it you’ve yet to understand, my love?”

if there was one thing you loved about ryuzaki, it was the fact that he would explain anything to you without making you feel inferior or stupid. it may seem silly, but you felt like you could ask him anything.

“well . . . “ he stalled for a moment, setting down his food. “you and i are made of particles, correct?”

you nodded, unconvinced, “but i thought we were made of waves.”

ryuzaki turned to face you. “every particle in our bodies is tightly woven together, in a way to form waves.” he moved closer in your direction, invading your space and taking up every inch of your thoughts. he raised his palm to face you, and gestured for you to do the same.  “and when those waves touch—“ he moved his hand forward, and ever so carefully, intertwined his fingers with yours, “— they become connected, and create friction, and heat.”

you giggled when you pulled your intertwined fingers together to press a kiss to the tip of your nose. “you’re such a nerd.”

he smiled. “but you love it?”

you smiled back. “yeah, i do.”

✧ ‧˚₊ ❆ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚✧ ‧˚₊ ❆ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚✧ ‧˚₊ ❆ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚✧ ‧˚₊ ❆ ‧ ₊ ⊹˚

i had to research quantum mechanics for this THE THINGS I DO FOR YALL!!!!! jkjk :) but i still dont get this shit lmao

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for not wanting to play DnD with a teenager?

So I (22F) am in college and after classes I like to play DnD with four of my friends, Ricky (21M), Tara (21F) Lola (22F) and Julie (20F)

Well recently Tara's little sister Ashley (15F) has been hanging out at Tara's apartment, where we usually have our game sessions, after school. Like for about two weeks now. Tara says its because her mother got a new job and doesnt get off work until 7pm so Ashley stays at the apartment from 4pm till about 7:30pm when her mother comes to pick her up.

4 pm is when our game sessions start most of the time (depending on if any of us have night classes that day or not) which means we now have a literal child watching us play. And because of that Tara has asked that we tone down the game sessions to be more "appropriate" and we also cant get drunk until Ashley leaves (which is stupid because Julie is under 21 and we can drink around her just fine but whatever) frankly I didnt mind the constant audience since Ashley was far more interested in watching us play than watching TV or playing on Tara's switch.

Well apparently just watching wasnt good enough for the brat because when i got to Tara's apartment for a game, Ashley was sitting at our table, excitedly filling out a character sheet while chattering nonstop with Ricky and Lola (Julie wasn't coming this time she had the stomach flu)

I naturally asked what she was doing because she normally just watched. Ashley gave me a confused look and said that she was joining our game like we had apparently talked about in our groupchat the night prior. Ricky and Lola both backed her up and showed the groupchat.

I had seen the messages but I thought Tara was joking about adding a literal child that doesnt even have a learners permit to our game that we had been continuing for three months now. I naturally went to go confront Tara.

She said that I agreed to let Ashley join in and if I didn't want to play with her I could've just not come.

Is she fucking serious?

What kind of sane person would want to play with a literal child and its edgy as fuck character (like the character was a wolf necromancer dressed in all black with two random scars across its chest. You could smell the hot topic radiating from this cringefest)

Tara refused to listen to reason and instead insisted that Ashley can play just for tonight and if i didnt like it I could leave.

I had no choice to stay and play

It was so fucking miserable.

The brat was constantly making stupid mistakes and dragging the whole party down with her. We constantly had to stop so Ricky (our DM) could explain things that should've been obvious because Ashley was too stupid to actually figure it out. My character was having to bail her's out near constantly. It was getting to the point where I just wanted to legitimately slap Ashley. I didnt because Tara would absolutely murder me but oh the temptation was strong.

And the worst part? I was the only one who seemed to be upset that our game was being completely thrown off course. Ricky, Lola and Tara took all of Ashley's many many fuck ups in stride and actually seemed to be enjoying it.

I have no idea why, that game was a train wreck

After an hour of hell Ricky called it quits for the day.

Which was weird because we usually go well into the night most of the time. Once the game was over Tara grabbed me by the arm and led me to the kitchen.

She asked me what the hell my problem was because it was apparently MY fault the game went so poorly and not the literal child's.

So I let her have it.

I told her it was a stupid idea to let her dumbass sister play with us, that Ashley shouldnt be playing with adults and its stupid to expect us to bow to the whims of a fifteen year old. I told her I never wanted to play with stupid bitch ass of a sister ever again.

I left the apartment after that.

This morning I was removed from the groupchat and all my friends have blocked me

Except for Lola, who has been going off on me in dms all day, calling me a horrible person, transphobic, a bully and a bitch. Every name in the book. None of them are talking to me and Julie, who wasn't even there keeps calling me an asshole and says i should apologize

AITA? I dont think i did anything wrong but everyone else thinks I did

What are these acronyms?

[hiemaldesirae]

Swap AU:

Vox and Alastor's breakup/Fight was huge--and messy as fuck. Quite simply, unlike what canon is hinting at where Valentino came to Vox's rescue and Alastor ruined one of his Antenna it didn't happen here--and for those 7 years, Alastor lived with the belief he'd killed his beloved Vox. Which is the main reason why Alastor took over the entertainment district--too keep anything of Vox's alive. So yeah, Alastor runs the Vees. TV isn't as powerful--Radio is in every house, but huge televisions are on every corner, running 24/7 informing sinners of news and such and you can rent a tv alongside videos. (And the big TVs show Valentino's porn for a few limited hours at night. Val is....not someone Alastor cares alot for, especially once it comes out Vox sent an SOS to him. Once Velvette and Nifty become friends however, Alastor can see what Vox saw in Velvette.)

Vox's deal with Lucifer is alot more freer then whatever canon Alastor has going on. Lucifer's only command is this: Help and Protect Charlie to the best of your abilities and I'll give you power. The more you help her the more power you'll get in return.

So Vox doesn't really want to free himself at the moment--why would he, when helping the Princess would get him ridiculous amounts of power? (And with this power, he could protect himself from Alastor? He'd never be afraid of dying a second time again.) And that's why he avoids radios, knowing if Alastor picks up his voice the deer will know he's up and alive.

Upon his return and realization that Overlords aren't solo acts anymore and that Alastor owns the Vees and the entertainment district, Vox gets in contact with a hidden Overlord that owes him big time--after all, Vox did stop him from betting his soul and well seeing how Valentino's life is absolute shit at the moment it's a good thing he did.

Husker is, of course grumpy as ever, but agrees to take on his overlord status again and Join Vox at the Hotel--both of them proclaiming themselves as allies and the Hotel and the area around it their territory, easily surrounding the land with hearts, spades and lightning bolts.

While the two overlords are decorating, Angel Dust lifts up his phone, and takes pictures of Vox, and sends them to Valentino.

Valentino prints them out, and drops them off at Alastor's desk, murmuring about how having Angel Dust at the hotel might be a good thing after all.

HI AGAIN SWAP NONNY!!! youre so cool marry me. I mean what wait who said that

oh my GODDDD fuck the idea that alastor thinks he fucking KILLED vox when the other disappeared... im gonna be SICK he thought he killed his beloved and because of it even though he hates modern technology and all the buzz and noise that comes along with it he decided to take control of the entertainment district because itw as the only thing he thought he had left of vox... do you think he kept like voxs old heads or something and like has a makeshift grave or something. and he hates val because vox went to ask him for help but he didnt come in time so he thinks its BOth their faults that vox is gone... oh my god. oh my fucking God........ im really gonna be sick nonny why would you do this to me THEYRE SO FUCKIGn .OWUAUGAHHHHH TEARS MY HAIR OUT

YEAHH husk and vox friendship here is so sweet to me. i like to think that vox and husk join in on the bonding activities at the hotel with charlie and hype her up sometimes. also since theres no niffty here would vox also act as a niffty type person? like he and husk share duties between them of being concierge/janitor/bartender.... imagining vox in a bartender suit and a maid outfit was probably not the best thing to do for my fragile mind tbh but. You know. You see my vision right nonny dont you (i am shaking you gently)

GET A JOB STAY AWAY FROM HIM!!!!!!!! is angel acting like double agent like here or something? or are he and val in less of an employee/abusive boss relationship here and more of a comrades-in-arms relationship here united under alastor's tyranny? whatever it is im excited to hear more :) please dont stop with this nonny the brainrots getting to me

[shuusagi]

One Month (part 1 of/?)

Hi I wanted to create a Brahms x reader that has a reader with a fairly dark/intense past where Brahms could sympathize with (also angst *eyebrow wiggle*). I got tired of the goody goody Nannies so it's time for a crude, odd and lowkey perverted one. She's a slasher fan too 👀 Brahms decides to make a game of their encounter, and the reader slowly warms up to this cat and mouse chase. Definitely a bit of a self insert. Obviously lol.

Warnings: I re-read these but I'm not the best at writing so it may show. dubcon, somnophilia, sexual assault (past, Brahms could NEVER), abusive ex, scars (none self harm), blood.

Down the gravel road, all you could see were trees and other sorts of foliage all masked with the colours of Autumn. You make a sidenote on how this area would be perfect for a killer. Maybe a British Jason Voorhees, you giggle to yourself. It was a rainy morning, clouds grey and the landscape aromatic with petricor. Winds howl in the distance, a shiver runs down your back at the thought of how chilly it must be outside. But you didnt mind, if anything you felt at home with this kind of weather, warming up to a fireplace with a nice book sounds pleasant right about now.

"We're almost at the Heelshire's ma'am." Your taxi driver broke you out of your daydream, as he stepped outside to unlock the iron gate. You let out a yawn and stretch, feeling your back muscles release from the tension that had built up. Ah, that feels so much better.

Slowly you come up to an old looking mansion, burgundy and grey with its brick siding. It looked... huge. Maybe it won't be so bad here, but then again anything is better than Canada right now. You groan as hundreds of flashbacks come and go in the blink of an eye. Let's not start.

You thank the taxi driver and give him an extra 10, stepping out into the cold breeze of the Autumn air, you are finally able to take everything in. The house was giant. Rough brick and mortar covered the outside, the doors were hidden behind a giant archway, deep within held two dark brown doors. Classy. The windows were plentiful. But I guess not much shine would show in this type of weather. The house was surrounded in pine and maple trees, a smattering of green, red and yellow creating a whimsical look to everything. The air smelt fresh, you inhale deeply as the cold air fills your lungs.

You quickly walk up towards the steps, feeling the rain chilling your bunnyhug sweater and ripped jeans. Before you could even knock, Mrs. Heelshire welcomes you in. She pauses and looks you up and down, a small sort of grimace at your appearance. Your face grows red and you lift your left arm to rub behind your head.

"Hi it's... nice to meet you Mrs. Heelshire.." Your tone wavered as she eyed you up.

She was a smaller woman, with fluffy grey-silver hair. She was dressed in a lovely red button up shirt with a plaid skirt. Her voice was dainty and proper.

"Not what I expected at all, come in before you catch a cold Miss. (l/n)."

You walk through a corridor, up the stairs to meet Mr. Heelshire. The stairs were a deep mahogany, stylized to the proper century it was built in- 1890. You look over at the old styled portraits, wondering if they were family from long ago.

You turn the corner, face to face with Mr. Heelshire. He was a slightly short man- well in comparison to you. You were 5'6", slightly thick with long (h/c) locks. Mr. Heelshire wore a fancy grey-black suit, it fit him perfectly. You shook Mr. Heelshires hand, and he moves to introduce you to Brahms. Only thing was, HE was a doll. A. Fricking. Doll. You stood there awestruck. "This is Brahms Miss. (L/n)."

You snickered. Then quickly realize their distasteful frowns, and stand yourself upright and clear your throat. "Uh- good morning, its nice to meet you... Brahms." You grab his porcelain hand and shake it gently. It was smooth and cool to the touch.

Mrs. Heelshire leads you out of the room, down the hall into his bedroom. You trip on the long rug in the corridor. "You will wake Brahms up and dress him every day at 7 am." You nod, following her once more. "He is to have learning time for 3 hours, 5 days a week." She turns to you, once more you nod. "Read him poems, and be sure to announciate your words loudly. and. carefully." She punctuates her last words. You nod. She clears her throat. "Y-yes. Ma'am." You fumble on your words.

"Now then, let's have dinner!"

Brahms pov:

He watches as you take your first steps inside the mansion. You were damp from head to toe, wearing a grey sweatshirt and ripped pants. He observed your careful steps, noticing how you tried to take off your brown boots. You looked like a dream, something that could only be thought up by an angel itself. You were a tiny bit chubby and he wondered how it would feel to hold you, snuggle up close to your tummy. Long, (h/c) hair that went down your back almost to your hips. You had a slightly noticeable scar down your left eye, a faded pink and thin. He pondered at how you could've gotten it. Surely no one would want to hurt his new plaything?

He followed as you walked down the corridor to meet his father, the way you walked was so hypnotic. Slightly clumsy but also confident, an odd mixture for sure.

His belly did flips when he saw you smile at the doll. Wow, the way it sparkled like in every romance novel he's ever been told. The way you held the dolls hand, so gentle yet firm. You were certainly an enigma to him. He wondered what it would be like to hold your hand in his large ones.

Y/N

After dinner Mr. Heelshire showed you around the yard. "There's a pest problem.. but its more so that Mrs. Heelshire worries they'll get in the walls." He scratches his head feeling awkward.

"You know, it wasn't always like this." He says, "but what Mrs. Heelshire wants she gets." He chuckled.

He picks up a trap, you open up the garbage bag and watch as he tosses the dead rat in.

"I hope you do enjoy your stay, and I hope this isn't too tedious for you." You could tell he was the more laid back one.

~~~~~~~

You walk Mr. And Mrs. Heelshire leave the yard, waving to them. You turn around and sigh, a loud "fuck" spills from your mouth. God it was so hard to be proper and perfect. Or as close to perfect as you could be. You clean up a bit and toss Brahms on the bed. Meh, they can't see him anyway so what's the point. You turn in and get ready for bed.

[eyeless-jack62002]

You know im mentally fucked when im here again

Also to those posting in these tags u can put the squiggle line so ur not jumpscaring ppl and less likely to get reported so fast.

Not me on my 3rd acc. Tho yall really help me stay clean. My partner started back in Novemberish maybe sooner. Right after our 4 y anniversary. And then she just dropped it on me. She knew i was trying to stay clean for her and i was doing such a good job. I only thought about it and would scroll here to "get my fix" its an addiction and i dont think ppl realize that. She brought my favorite drvgs into the house and hid it from me for months. Tho she doesnt even know i have a tumblr. Shes starting therapy now finally. And me too. I have an appt next week. I havent been since i was 12. Im scared. I dont trust therapists. I wish i could just cvt head to toe. All over everywhere. Id be exactly how i wanna be. I want this. But i cant. Gotta be around for my partner. Even tho she didnt want to for me. I told her if she wanted we could together but that we wouldnt be same ever again. I wish shed said yes but thats just jack. He clouds my thoughts with his own. Ik im sick. I wish she never told me. Ive been spiraling for months but i have to shove that down so i can help her get better. I warned her. She knew i was trying ro get better but she still fucking did it behind my back for months!! I almost broke up with her. I wnated so bad to run away and never see her again. But whats the price of choosing to love someone but urself. Id give my entire being up for her and in a way i do. Ive just been so hurt and its all i can think about. I threw away my fucking stash for her!! I regret that somedays. Today especially. We had to drain our fucking saving acc bc of her. She kept skipping work and we kept having less and less financial stability. Still dont but were starting to recover from that but barely. Its like she fucking ignored all of my advice as someone who has been selfh@rming for over a decade. Fuck what i have to say tho. The worst part of it all she cvt the same way and places as my quail as my ruby did. Fucked. She didnt know that tho. And i was finally fucking comfortable with telling her about my self h@arm and she fucking did it anyways. And she told me as if it was her telling what we her having for dinner. I cant even cry anymore over this. Why does this all still bother me. I have no tears left. I admit i screamed a lot. I hit her cvts slapped them. You didnt feel the pain then but u feel it now?? It hurts now? And she said to me "i thought you would have noticed" so snarky. Why the fuck would i think my partner who knows of my history would fucking betraw me like this. And then to be a bitch about it and ask for MY HELP!?!? TEH FUCKING INSANITY. She doing better now tho. Good for her. Ive never been okay. And i dont think i will be. I dont want to get better. Being sick feels too good. And eventually me subbing out cvting for w33d will get old eventually. It always does. Nothing can scratch this itch i have so badly in me. Its like my insides scream to be let out. Its like an energy that flows out with the red. She doesnt understand what cvtting is for me. She said she wanted to die. But knowing you wont die is what keeps me held. I have sold my soul. Im bound. Ruby stopped when we broke up. And i told her i did as well. I know were both liars but thats why ill always have a place in me for ruby. I love my partnerbut if she wants to replace ruby she can be my guest. But replaceing ruby will just make you into a ruby. And no one wants that. I love my partner and im clean for her. Why couldnt she do that for me.

I feel like im in my wattpad days in here. Jacks old diary. But he likes it here better. Anyways if u made it this far enjoy a gif from one of my current special interest show 🖤 -t and jack

[dullahandyke]

Also I'm gonna try making one liveblog post again ‼ heres case 2 part 2

Was prompted to go into nikolina's cabin but I paused for a sec and sighed and panned to the right and there sholmes was hanging off of a desk bug like. It took several moments for me to gather the strength to engage with him

Sidenote I hate the new names for the Russian characters... pavlova? For real? What were their og names I'm gonna Google it

Ok borchevic isnt that much better but it's not fuckin pavlova!! So

Also I love the susato sprite where shes turned to look at something in the background with u... all the sprites of characters turning towards things of interest r so nice it rlly makes the space feel real. Adds on to the killer cinematography in here

Also also I need to get more like sholmes. This is a bad thing but at least he is not masking (I also dont do a lot of masking but I could do less of it)

DHHWJWJAK HIS FALLING ANIMATIOM IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWED BY HIS BOXING ANIMATION.... he is so comical and animated I love it. Need that to be me

Hes so real for that tho. Singing is so fun if u keep me from singing I'll kill u dead

Also I love his little cap flip animation. A bit stupid but that's fine

(I already have plans to add a sholmes sticker to my laptop once I finish this game)

Everyone has headaches 🤨 I personally blame a gas leak. Those r always happening on old shit arent they

Nikolina has dresses n shit in her wardrobe she didnt before... what did she unpack or something ? Maybe the cat did it. So helpful

Also the bookshelf being in the cabin is so cool the way it's set into the wall like that... dream house feature. Fuck a pool I want a book hole

I like the solution to the locked room being the ship tilting that's nice and fun

'Isnt there anyone who can help me out of this mess' ryuu calls. Deep breath. Pan left. Sholmes is hanging off the coat rack

Love sholmes w the tiara... u just know iris has So much fun doing dress up w him and he is equally as delighted

IRELEVANT SNAKE???

Btw the logic and reason spectacular continues to fuck

Asougi on the floor during the spectacular.... :(

Also poor nikolina she seems so scared

Love how susato knows Facts and Knowledge... RIP girlie you would have loved pub quizzes

Ryunosuke naruhodou objectum ally... 'well if the teapot is her friend that's fine, we're all different' ryuu I trust u w my life

LOVE IT WHEN RYUU DOES THE SPECTACULARS hes getting in the facking groove!!!!!

Also love how smooth all the sprites r... the mocap so awesome

We need to get ryuu and susato some kittens.... they would love Cute Kitten Video Compilation

Sidenote I love asougi's shin things. Cunt-tastic

I have to say this is rhe first aa game that I'm not watching a playthru of or cheesing with a walkthru and I'm having fun yippee!!!

I do wonder how long the case is gonna be tho

The percussion in all this music is so awesome

Wait hold on a sec. If ryuu was being framed then that means there was someone else who knew ryuu was stowing away

Sidenote but I've been wondering, what did ryuu tell his family about him going to London? Becauss it seems like literally only he and asougi knew if they weren't even letting susato in on it. Did he tell them he was going somewhere totally different? Did he just disappear? Is he now on the missing persons list? I mean I Guess he could be an orphan but theres that whole ryutarou thing and I'd imagine he would need at least one additional family member to pull that off

We need to get susato access to wikipedia I think she would love it

We also need to get sholmes access to a fidget cube

Ryuu? We can get him access to a nice hearty meal. He deserves it

Ryuu getting distracted by strogenov's beefy arms... 🤐🏳️‍🌈

Nikolina... she looks like a small sad kitten

Wahhhhhh asougiiiiii... so niceys to nikolina...

Whenverr they show asougi I get so sad.. . RIP gayboy I loved u

The final deduction of the wardrobe.... :(

:(

The music is fucking w me too...

I know she killed asougi but cant we let nikolina go.... everyone is being so hard on her she is 15

OH NOOOO SUSATO SAD.... :(((

SUSATO SMIIIIILE YAY :)

SUSATO SHOWING HER THROWS TO SHOLMES... :) friends

Case over.... AAAAAAA!!!! now I am hungry but bubbles is atop me so ig I'll just answer texts... if shes still not up by the time I'm done then we'll see about starting case 3 but doubtful

[spinning-feeling]

(I suppose since Susie was recently mentioned in a reblog of my sister's art, it's only fair i should make a post talking about the goobers lmfao)

Monster Prom AU; Starring Trifecta and Susie

Lore under the cut!

Trifecta was once human, ages upon ages ago - he became God thanks to a ritual which ended in suicide, which one could dub a "Hatchet Incident" - Through this ritual, he was an Existential Blasphemy, something that should not be, but is, thus through that paradox, he is both as Old as reality itself, and merely a young adult. For a while, he lived in old ruined buildings before moving in with Kiah (@fishy-moirails's Sona) and becoming roommates, and in time becoming as close as Siblings - said bond also leading to a Pact made with Kiah's Partner, Oz/Calculester, as to make sure she cannot Die; her soul being under the protection from whatever outside forces seek her, be it heaven, hell, other Gods, or even Father Death himself. As time passes, his powers grow, and deeper does the paradox go; now having an entire interdimensional mansion to himself, and being able to summon Eldritch Servants; all these powers serving as proper preparation for that which he'll save all those within his favor from: The End of The World, by the Trumpeteer's clarion call.

Susie Stiles is part of a rich family of, funnily enough, Dollmaking Dolls; each member crafted with the utmost care and attention, given special abbillities and powers exclusive to them, and fit with a pristine little gemstone on their chest, one that best represents them - Susie was created from stretchy fabric and a special plastic, her abillity being to stretch her arms and legs, and her gemstone being a heart-shaped spinel; beautifully crafted by a one of the four matriarchs of the family... who turned out not to care for her at all, despite taking all this effort, time, and care into making her. And despite her pristine form, because of her maker and caretaker, and her dissappearance, she didnt see herself as too good looking - Trauma gave her self and body image issues. And yet, despite all That, she still tried to go her own way, make her own lot in life, and see where it takes her - That, and she really enjoys being a Punk, gives her a sense that she has some control over her life after so many years, not to mention the aesthetic really fit her.

Both end up meeting in Spooky Academy, becoming friends, and in time, even partners - Trifecta helping Susie out through her personal issues, offering her loving solace, and in turn Susie shows him that this "mortal" life isint all that bad, that even as God, he deserves kindness and love.

Not to mention, of course, the fact that just by being with Trifecta, and sharing affection with him, she practically elevated herself to a very high status lmfao - She'll be the very first one saved when the Trumpeteer comes calling, lovingly left in the safety of the interdimensional mansion, while her beloved takes care of the Threat of Heaven, and He-Upon-The-Golden-Throne.

Now, for some Trivia!

Susie and Kiah are very close friends, thanks to Trifecta; so close in fact that they've become an iconic duo in of themselves, "The Godslayer Girls" - they even have matching shirts! As for how they got that name, Kiah once had a playfight with her brother in a parking lot and won, and Susie? Well, let's say she has a certain effect on ol' 'fecta, which causes him to almost literally melt thanks to Susie's flusters lmao

Nenaavi, Trifecta's eldritch "pet" cat, aided as a kind of emotional support when the Eldritch Nerd helped the Punk Doll through her issues - The kitty fed on her emotions, and acted silly as to boost her mood - Funnily enough, Nenaavi's doing the same for Kiah as well

Kiah claims that Trifecta cheekily helping out her relationship with oz/cal is him watching a Soap Opera - Funny then, that kiah as well has a Soap Opera to watch, with Trifecta and Susie, only diffirence is that their's is a hell of a lot more wholesome, and filled with a lot of lovingly teasing flusters lmfao

[cassedyevihtt]

The secret's that you keep

Vanessa x Mike fnaf movie fanfic (slowburn romance, wholesome)

The time between when they meet and when Vanessa tells Mike who she is and who the killer is is much farther apart. Which means they have a lot more time to get to know each other.

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Part 2 of 8: "He'd have no chance"

Yesterday, Vanessa was at Mike's doorstep. The restaurant had been crashed by some people. A break in. His responsabilety, even though it was in the middle of the day that it happened. Her lips had been tight like a straight line. Disappointed. She'd wondered what the fuck he'd been up to. How could he forget to lock up the place?

The only time she smiled was when she saw Abbie. Mike's little sister. There'd been a hidden dread there. Behind her smile she seemed scared- of what? For the kid perhaps?

They'd walked to a river. Mike told her about his brother. How he got kidnapped. Thats why Mike lost his last job, and thats why he sleeps at his current job. That is also why he struggles to make ends meet. She listens and she understands. "I've seen crazy, and this isn't it" that's what she'd said. She threw his medicine in the river after that. The proof of why he could've forgotten to lock the old restaurant. They talked about that on the way back. He appreciated it but maybe think a bit more about the environment next time as what she was littering. She laughed at this.

Nowadays she helps him with abby. One time he wanted to ask her if she could babysit abbie that day she didn't answer. He was unable to get ahold of her over the phone so he went to the policestation.

Mike walks up to the counter, a guy with an impressive mustache looks up from his papers. "Um i am looking for Vanessa shelly." Mike itches the back of his head

"And? What do you want with her?" The guy mumbles a bit grumply. "Well I'm her friend and she didnt pick up her phone all day so i just wonder if she is okay or if any of you know anything?" Mike catches himself fiddling with his hoodie. "Ah yeah well, friend? Alright, she is down in the basement doing some training." As he explains a new officer goes behind the counter. "I was headin' down there for mah lunch anyway so i could show you, but ya can't disturb 'em" he gets out of his chair and takes a box of food with him. "Great, yes alright" Mike nods and follows along.

As they walk down to the basement the walls go from wood to concrete. The noises of people talking goes over to shots being fired. The guy gives Mike a headset to protect his ears. He sits down on a chair and eats his food. Mike looks at the long shooting ground in front of him. The policepeople shoot strategically and with concideration of one another's positions. Among them Mike spots Vanessa's blond hair. How long has she been practicing like this? He'd tried to call her all day. Mike places himself so she can see her face too, her profile. Her green eyes are determined. Focused. She fires a shot. He looks at where it lands. In the middle! He looks back at her face. She fires the next. Almost in the middle. And she continues like that. Mike can't help but stare. Study how she stands, how her arms move and tense up as she fires. Sometimes she grits her teeth. Her and the other police people all unload their guns and take 30 pushups before they run back and load their guns again. Truly training. They continue with this for 30 minutes. Vanessa finally spots Mike. He is sitting in a chair now after the guy with the beard left. She grabs a towell and slings it over her shoulder, dries her face. "What are you doing here?" She mumbles in her towell. She puts it down and looks at Mike. Mike stands up. "Yeah, no you didn't answer your phone all day so I wondered what was going on"

"Hm" she nods lightely. "What did you want then?"

"Would you be able to babysit abbie? She likes you more than our aunt"

"Hahaha well i would hope that. I might have time yes" she sighs with a smile.

"Alright! Um are you hungry? I promised Abbie pizza today"

"Sure yes, pizza sounds good" she answers as if she'd forgotten hunger was a thing.

An hour later they're in Mike's drive way. Vanessa is driving behind Mike in her police car. Mike has a pizza on the seat beside him. It somehow reminds him of Freddy's how was that pizza like? Better? Worse than this one maybe? Mike looks ahead in the mirror. Vanessa stops her car behind Mike's. Mike thinks back to the shooting hall. She was so confident. As if she was lost in 'the zone'. As Mike grabs the pizza and walks out he finds himself thinking a silent prayer. May this lady never be an enemy of his.

He'd have no chance.

Abbie, Vanessa and Mike sit around the table. Abbie shows Vanessa her latest drawing and happily eats her slices of pizza. Later, in the evening, Abbie takes slices of pizza to her room to share with her 'friends'. Mike sighs and let's her go. "She is a bit of a sunshine isn't she?" Vanessa chuckles.

"Yes well, she's all yours" mike stands up and gets ready for his night shift. "Sure, than you".

Mike nods and opens the door. "And mike?"

"Hm?"

"Stay out of trouble".

"Ofcource" his breath turns to a small cloud of fog in the cold evening air. Winter was on its way. He closes the door and Vanessa heads to abbie's room.

[ravioip]

been playing the new oregon trail game for switch, right, and my first group was

pants, a missionary who had the hedonistic and kind(?) traits

off, an adventurer who had the funny and kind traits.

lucky, a farmer who had the neat trait, and i dont rember what his other one was..

and moist, a banker who had the funny trait, though i cant remember what else.

pants was named first, and then we decided the parties theme was just silly goofy, and therefore got pants off lucky and moist.

pants was good at healing and wayfinding, off was good at haggling and hunting, although she kept getting run over by the wagon, lucky was decent at shooting, good at carpentry, but he kept accidentally getting shot because he put the gun away wrong. moist was great at haggling too, but she kept contracting dysentery and then giving it to everyone else.

at one point moist actually left the party because she was super depressed and i didnt have anything to help with morale, and then like 10 seconds later. at the next fort, she shows up like "haha that was funny joke, right? i sure scared you guys- haha- pleasetakemebackitsuckedbeingalone" (Plain Text: please take me back it sucked being alone.) so i let her back into the party.

i ended up making it to oregon with all my party members alive, thankfully.

ive started a new journey, this time the california trail.

this time we have

Honkers the musican, i dont remember her traits

(brother) Boobas the missionary, he's hedonistic as well but i dont remember what else

Tiddies the physician, he has the brilliant trait i think? i dont remember tbh.

and Melons the farmer.

theres a boob theme here if you couldnt tell. i only just started with this group so i dont know their traits super well yet, however-

so far we've gotten a bunch of gold, gotten scammed out of 20 bullets by an asshole, took an unlucky golden nugget from an old prospector (which mightve genuinely been unlucky because Honkers immediately got run over by the wagon twice in a row. broke her foot, i used like three medicine to heal her fully, and then she broke her arm immediately after.), we also spent All of our money at the start to fully stock our wagon and honestly i think it was a smart move? we havent really had to worry too much about anytbing because i had so much meds and toolkits and clothes packed that we were fine.

all in all im having a great time lmao.

[merakiui]

MERA MERA HI I WANNA SHARE THIS BRAINROT I HAD

So basically its Scaramouche and Kitsune Darling and so okay Darling was never supposed to interact with the puppet. It was something Yae told her not to do but she cant help but be curious! And its asleep anyways so its not like... its not like coming over to look at it would be bad! And the Raiden Shogun didnt give a damn when she asked if she could go look at the puppet so she just. Went. Traveled all the way over and stared at the pretty doll and enraptured by his beauty. She would collect pretty clothes and knicknacks and gift it to the doll and sing songs and recite poetry and rant about her day near it. It was pretty relaxing. Also, even tho Kuni was asleep he could hear her and became enchanted with the songs she sangs and eventually he somehow gained the willpower to forcibly awaken. Darling is ofc shaken bc uh oh but Kuni manages to comfort her that its fine so long as she doesnt tell anyone since he's just interested in listening to ehr songs and stories. They spend a lot of time together that way. They later also gain a wandering samurai for a friend, and theyre quite the happy little trio. Kuni ofc wants to travel but he knows hes not supposed to even exist, much less be awake, as he is the Failed Puppet (he has vague memories of Ei or smth) but the wanderlust is strong. He gets the samurai and Darling to agree to take him out for at least short walks so he can see the world. He practically falls in love and the duo are happy to teach their homebound friend all they know!

Unfortunately, they begin to drift apart as Darling has to refocus her time and energy to her duties as a Kitsune Shrine Maiden and the samurai seeks the world outside more. Kuni takes to wandering out on his own and he meets awful people who negatively influence him. When his samurai friend is killed, he's devastated. Then he's enraged when Darling tells him not to seek revenge bc how could she not be angry at their friend's demise? Now, Darling's a kitsune, somewhat old at that so she's seen the passage of human lives and while they are dear to her its not something she argues with. This is "fate"- humans die, and those who pick up a sword tend to die on one as well. Its not something she argues with. But Kuni, having learned emotions from humans and being poorly influenced lashes out and Darling cuts their relations bc of that. Kuni disappears and Darling suffers in silence throughout her grief.

Cut to several centuries later when Darling is going to Watatsumi on Yae's orders to try and negotiate a peace deal or safe return of some Narukami soldiers as a favor to the Tenryouu Commission when she catches sight of the Fatui. Curious and dreading she follows them until she ends up in their delusion factory, and she quickly susses out that theyre using Orobashi's remains to do smth awful so she uses her kitsune magic to disguise herself to gather evidence then hightail it outta there when she feels cool, porcelain hands wrap around her and pin her down.

When she looks up she's greeted with familiar amethyst eyes on an ageless, perfectly sculpted boyish face she once adored long ago.

She never returns to the shrine, but the fatui left behind in Inazuma whisper of the Lord Balladeer acquiring a beautiful fox for a pet that wears a collar adorned with electro crystals that lays tensely on his lap or in his arms at all times. Possessiveness? Perhaps. The fatui know the few times anyone dared to approach it they were struck down by their Lord's electro, and the one rare time the little fox wandered too far from Lord Scaramouche they could hear the pitiful yips of pain when the collar shocked them to immobolize them.

AAAAA that’s so good!!!!

Scaramouche would absolutely treat kitsune!darling like a pet. The collar he forces you to wear hurts and is both a means of keeping you in check while also showing that you belong to him—that he owns you—but at the very least it’s fashionable. Only the finest of materials for Scaramouche’s most beloved pet. He’ll train you well, and if you don’t learn the first few times that electric shock will certainly teach you. 

[misora-msby]

embarrassing moments with inarizaki

inarizaki always looks so cool but you know they’re actually dorks and i am here to provide you the content to show theyre clowns. enjoy the headcanons :)

Kita Shinsuke

firstly. kita shinsuke being embarrased? making a mistake? unheard of.

he’s a perfect man and we all know it.

anyways

you two were having a nice dinner out together. 

it was a pretty fancy place so you decided to dress in a different style today

but you were beginning to wonder if kita liked it or not because he seemed to keep looking past your shoulder instead of at you

he was an observant guy so you were wondering if something had happened behind you

but you couldn’t hear anything weird so you assumed not

you decided to just stay quiet about it at first but now it was beginning to become annoying! 

why wasn’t he looking you in the eye to speak?

midway through your dinner, kita finally spoke up tho

“y/n, your shirt is slipping... yer bra’s showing.”

oh.

right. you were wearing your off-shoulder top.

“o-oh. shin, it’s that kind of shirt, you know?” you had to explain your outfit to ur bf with a pink face.

“oh... that so... well it’s cold these days so if yer feelin’ cold lemme know. i’ll give ya my jacket.”

GOD HES SO PERFECT KITA SHINSUKE I HOPE U MARRY HIM???????

Ojiro Aran

another man with next to no flaws.

but nature says everyone has to make some mistake.

so it was a regular school day, our aran has just come to class from morning practice and there’s still some time left until class starts.

all the girls in class are gathered around a table

he’s not sure why, it’s probably watching an idol video

but ur man wants to be a little romantic!!

plus he just showered so he smells Great uwu

he goes over and hugs you from behind, placing his chin on ur head.

“hey, bb whatcha ya doin”

all the girls gasp.

he doesn’t get whats wrong, it’s not like it’s a secret y’all are dating

pda to this level aint bad either

especially compared to his teammate miya atsumu

“ojiro aran.”

why is your voice behind him

he looks down and nearly faints when he sees he hugged the wrong girl.

to be fair she looked a lot like you from behind, just maybe 1cm shorter.

“i’m so sorry!” he keeps apologising to literally everyone and all the class is giggling bc they never seen their school’s ace so red before.

“didn’t think i’d come back from the toilet and see my bf cheatin”

“IT WAS A MISTAKE! I’M SERIOUS! Y/N U KNOW I LOVE YA!” 

hes so funny i swear

the volleyball team hears of it and it gets even better 

Miya Atsumu

it’s not a secret that miya atsumu, setter of the inarizaki volleyball team and invited to national youth training camp, had a gf

he was very much in love with u 

the whole class knew it because he’d show it off whenever he could too

so here comes valentines day

last year he received like... 50 different gifts from girls and guys aiming to win his love.

you didnt even give him one lmAOOOOO 

but this year, he had been not so subtly trying to hint that “i better not receive any chocolates this year when i’ve got a gf!”

he reaches school and plops into his seat.

there’s an anonymous box of chocolates with “please accept my love, miya-kun! <3″ on it

“the hell’s this?!”

“oh? chocolates?” - osamu who just popped his head into the class to shove into his twin’s face how much chocolate he got.

especially since the blond was off limits, the grey-haired twin had a bigger following now.

“do they not know i have a girlfriend...”

“well, ya might as well eat it. ya dont know who to return it to.”

“that’s like receivin’ their love!”

“no it ain’t. it’s just food.”

atsumu couldn’t argue with that and popped a piece in.

it was very delicious. the chocolate practically melted on his tongue and was the perfect sweetness and was filled with a delicious ganache too.

it was perfect

but he couldn’t accept this!

“it ain’t even good. too sweet and the filling’s sticky.”

“ah. really? is that what you think, tsumu?” you ask from the door where you had been watching the exchange take place.

“y/n! look at this! some weirdo gave me some choco and like... samu said to test it but i’ll toss it out, promise.”

“tsumu, i made that... i wrote it anonymously because i thought you’d know it was me and i wanted to tease you a little.”

“huh.”

osamu: “yeah actually i went over to her place to teach her how to make it.”

atsumu: “you said you went to suna’s place?!”

osamu: “i went there later but i first went to help her.”

you: “anyways if it’s not good i don’t mind if you toss it out...”

tsumu: “NO NO BABE I PROMISE IT’S GOOD”

you: “you just said-”

“BABE I SWEAR IT’S GOOD I JUST DIDN’T WANT TO ACCEPT A STRANGER’S STUFF”

“you’re always so honest though... are you sure?” you were having your fun teasing him now.

“BB PLSSSSSS”

he still cringes at the memory 4 years into ur marriage

Miya Osamu

osamu would DEFINITELY make home made dinner dates a regular thing.

this alone shows he’s the better twin - miya atsumu stan

he loves cooking and eating with you so sometimes when he’s got a day off you guys’ll set aside the afternoon to make a real nice dinner

imagine candlelit dinner with miya dorito body osamu in a suit

of course some fun stuff happens after too ;)))

and today’s your third anniversary!!

so osamu adds lots of ‘natural aphrodisiacs’ to the meal

i’m talkin

garlic bread and soup for an appetiser, a nice juicy steak with garlic and red wine sauce for the main, and chocolate coated strawberries for dessert

mm yummy

you two cleaned your plates completely (it was very delicious) and as you were washing the dishes, osamu comes up behind and wraps his arms around your waist

“yes, ‘samu?” 

“i’ve already prepared us a nice bath with yer favourite scents.” he’s got his head resting on ur chin

“really? thank you~ i’ll be there in a bit”

but he doesn’t let go of you while you’re still scrubbing at the baking sheets.

“osamu, you can let go for now.”

“don’t feel like it.”

“i gotta wash the dishes since you did most of the cooking.”

“mmm, i’ll do it if ya gimme a kiss.”

you roll ur eyes bc what a cutie 

u turn ur head to give him a kiss but suddenly he 

he burps

that garlicy wine smell is just kinda there

“ew! ‘samu!!”

his face is real red but he’s also trying not to laugh because he’s still a dude and this is absolutely hilarious to him

“want another?” he starts teasing

“i’m not getting in the bath with you.”

“wait wait wait i’m sorry, i’ll go brush my teeth and give you a proper kiss”

Suna Rintarou

you two were taking the train home today

it was quite late due to practice going a little longer than usual, so he insisted he walked you back home today.

sunarin can be a good boyf sometimes ok

it was getting a little crowded on the train tho, since people were heading home or going out for dinner

luckily you had already grabbed seats so you were quite comfortable sitting side by side. 

you and suna have the type of relationship were you dont have to talk all the time

silence is v comfy.

he’s just scrolling through twitter on his phone while you’re looking around the car, lost in ur thoughts

suddenly you notice an old lady standing a little bit away from you and you stand up

“baa-san, please take my seat.” you whisper in the crowded carriage

“oh how kind of you. thank you, dearie.” she smiles and takes your seat while you stand in front of her and suna instead.

suna doesn’t realise this exchange has happened tho

(he’s on his phone as usual)

probably starting some fights on twitter

he decides to try to be a little romantic and pretends to stretch his arm around (who he thought was) you.

“rin.” 

why is your voice right in front of him?

“young man, i appreciate it but i’m married.”

suna jumps as he sees someone he did not recognise next to him.

he looks up and notices you had moved.

you’re giggling

the granny’s giggling

atsumu and osamu sitting opposite on the carriage look like they’re going to cry because they’re trying not to laugh

“i was just stretching. really.” he mumbles and crosses his arms, face red as a tomato

he’s so embarrassed.

Ginjima Hitoshi

sometimes the inarizaki vbc would go for an after practice snack at the nearby family mart

they were really hungry after an intense preparation for nationals which was in two weeks so kita insisted they all get something to fill them up on the way home

but lucky lucky ginjima hhehe

you (his classmate who he had a crush on) were working at the cash register today.

“welcome!” you greet everyone as they enter

he cant help but stiffen up a bit 

why are u so cute and cheery today

the 2nd years already know what to do.

“heyy, i think last week i bought ya that ramen right? ya owe me my konbini snacks today!” - atsumu

“yeah. you lost a bet to me last week so u gotta pay up. a pack of jelly fruit sticks please.” - suna

“forgot my money today, mind payin’ for my snacks too?” - osamu

“like hell i’m paying for all of you. especially you, osamu. you eat too much all the time.” 

aran’s noticed what’s going on,

“hey, if it’s just for today you can do it right? if ‘samu don’t pay ya back tomorrow i’ll nag him ‘til he does.” 

“fine...” his basket is full when he goes to the counter.

he’s trying his best not to have a red face while watching u scan the items, ur hair swaying slightly as u look back and forth between the objects and the screen.

“alright. 4,890 yen please!” GOD he hated how expensive it was, that’s almost all his weekly allowance but bc it’s u and ur voice saying it it’s kinda ok

“mm, ok.” he still has his eyes on you while he takes out his wallet and puts it on the counter.

yes

his wallet, not the money

“...” “...”

“excuse me, sir. this is...”

he almost slaps his face wtf he’s so embarrassed.

“s-sorry. just a little absent minded after practice.” he starts pulling out his cash.

“it’s fine! i know how hard you guys practice!” you smile while performing the rest of the transaction and pass him his big bag of goods. “good luck for nationals, ginjima-kun!”

he almost runs out of the store and is about to fight the rest of the 2nd years for watching and (suna) recording

[midnightmoonkiss]

PIRATE DEKU 😩💘 but also.. pirate deku with a mermaid reader !!

Mermaid, ay?

This could go one of two ways..

Deku is in a ship wreck and almost drowns but you save him.. or

Deku somehow enters mermaid infested waters and it is not pretty.

Pirate Deku X Mermaid Reader

Word Count: 900+

I’m picturing this..

The infamous Midoriya Izuku, captain of the Sleeping Dove, fastest ship to sail the waters, somehow gets captured by other pirates

Old rope tears into his skin, tied tight and bound against a mast. Rain thunders down on them, his ripped, white cotton shirt that’s stained with dirt and blood is plastered against his skin.

Green locks frame his face, defining his cheekbones covered in freckles and sharp jawline.

He was stripped of everything but his clothes and boots, it left him feeling terribly naked and damn near afraid.

He knew the waters they were sailing into, he knew those rocks that jutted from the ocean and tore strong ships down, he’s seen it all before.

He’d warn the crew.. but a dirty rag was tied around his mouth. His screaming muffled, his thrashing about ignored.

The skies turned dark despite it being midday, unnaturally so, even in this sudden storm.

And then... they heard it.

The angelic noise that drove all lust-crazed sailors to their death-

The singing of a mermaid.

Hell, if he wasnt bound right now, he’d probably be driven to his death as well.

Confusion stirred on the ship, but it wasnt long until the majority of the crew was looking over the railing and into the sea where no doubt a plethora of mermaids call to them.

And finally..

One jumped in.

And it became a blood bath.

It all happened so fast..

The railing torn from the ship by seaweed, the creaking of the wood as she was pushed and pulled to and fro. For a brief moment, Deku feared the ship would be tipped over and he’d drown like the rest of the men aboard.

Honestly, he felt like that wouldve been a bit better than hearing the cries for help that pierced through the previously silent night.

The stench of blood made the air thick, the rocking of the boat making him dizzy despite usually finding comfort in it.

He had to get out of here.

In his panic to slither out of the ropes like a python, he didnt notice a mermaid staring at him from behind, her arms freckled in drops of sea that reflected the light of the moon like precious gems.

She found him pretty.

Handsome, even.

Too gorgeous to kill, yet she desperately wanted to dance with him under the waves.

He only noticed her when she cooed at him.

He froze with fear, laughing under his breath.

Mermaids love the scent of fear, it intoxicated them-

He couldnt show fear, he couldnt let it freeze his veins and numb his body - unless he wanted to die, and he most certainly did not want to die.

“You remind me of a fish trapped in a cage.”

Her statement caught him off-guard.

Sure, he’s her mermaids sing.. but never speak. They weren't much for talking as much as they were for tearing human flesh from bones.

He somehow got the cloth that silenced him out of his mouth,

“Is that so?” He felt the need to reply to hide his nervousness, “Well I hope I’m not trapped for long.”

Just then, another mermaid jumped high out of the water, spraying those still on board with salty sea water before grabbing someone screaming bloody murder and flopping back into the water below.

Izuku gulped.

“I hope so too.”

He inhaled sharply through his noise, her intoxicating voice right behind his ear.

While he was previously distracted, she jumped on board, gained her land legs, and made her way over to him.

The ropes then were sawed off by a jagged knife she held, and he was free.

“You know, if you stay here, you’ll die.” She giggled, watching him crawl cautiously around the boat, strolling after him.

“And if I leave, I still die.” He was in quite the predicament, but he needed the things stolen from him before the ship sank - which, by the sound of it, wouldn’t be before long.

He ran about below deck, searching for his stuff like a mad man while she watched with childlike curiosity.

Once he had everything, all that was left was getting the hell out of dodge.

The ship was sinking, and he was the only sailor left.

He didnt know what to do.

He may be Captain Midoriya, but fuck, that didnt make him some super hero that could easily escape deaths door - even if he’s miraculously done it several times before

“Let me help you.”

You offered with a devilish smile.

“Why.. what do you want in return..”

He was cautious, even now. Even if you did help him, mermaids were not to be trusted. They took that trust and ate you alive.

Your arms wrapped around him from behind, hands feeling up under his shirt.

“Take me with you.”

He didnt have time to argue, and so, he agreed.

Take a chance or die, and he wanted to fight against fate.

The story of how Captain Deku escaped mermaid waters became muddled as the story was passed around, it somehow turned from

‘A mermaid saved him!’

Into

‘He slaughtered every mermaid that came at him, sunk the ship, and took off on a row boat with a hole in it!’

Not that he would deny that story.

Hell, he’d even elaborate on it. Drunken lies didn’t matter, right? He’d sail away before dawn broke the sky anyway.

He didnt learn your name until a month at sea with you on his ship.

“(Y/N).” You whispered into his ear, hot breath sending shivers down his spine as your hips ground down against his hardening member.

“(Y/N)..” he repeated breathlessly, cheeks burning wish a blush, mesmerizing jade eyes glazed over with lust, lips soon becoming preoccupied by your own as you both fell back against his bed.

He would soon familiarize himself with the name throughout the night, and you’d be able to know the effect the title ‘Captain’ had on him in his bedroom.

Horny pirates, am I right?

[wickedlittleoz]

ok im suffocating you in prompts but

imagine mo getting jealous over df like

maybe a bunch of tourist girls are paying too much attention to him and he knows df wouldnt respond and that hes loyal but he still wants to lay his claim you know

so he gets in there stands close to him even swings a hand over his shoulder while df is thinking oh youre very forward today silvertongue what happened

one of the women makes a very forward move and refers to mo as dustfingers friend or even brother and mo is like ok thats enough love we're leaving and on the way out he pecks him on the lips and thats when df realizes ooooh you were jelly to my peanut butter werent you and mo is all like i dont know what youre talking about i just didnt want to be there anymore would you prefer if i left you there and of course they go home and make up and make out lay their claims on each other something something posessive sex maybe

-G

you know these prompts are the highlight of my days <3 thanks and sorry it’s taking me forever to get through them ily

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The villa doesn't always get tourists, but when it does, it's in swarms -- at least that's what it feels like when more than one big bus arrives at once, flooding the plaza with sunglasses and cameras. Mo watches from inside the bookshop as people trickle out in a never-ending line.

Tourists are, however, not only a promise of good sales for him, but also of good work for Dustfinger. The local fire-juggler and his trained pet marten have become quite the anticipated act since they moved here.

Standing by the bookshop (in the shade because his all-black clothes are a hassle in the midday sun), his hands clasped behind his back, Dustfinger still feels like a dream sometimes. Mo smiles to himself just as Dustfinger turns quickly to wave at him; he gives the man a thumbs up and he gladly walks to the crowd.

Mo could sit by the counter and watch through the shop windows; he'd actually be glad to do so. Dustfinger's performances never lose their magic and even in daylight he still holds everyone's attention at the palm of his burning hands.

But the bell jingles and a fifteen year-old with green hair and long-sleeves walks in, plucking off her earbuds with a bored expression. For a moment, Mo wishes Meggie was here.

"Afternoon," he chimes and the girl offers him a raised eyebrow. Wary. "I'm Mo. Feel free to call if you need anything, alright?"

She nods and goes back to looking around. The murder/mystery section seems to catch her eye and Mo stops watching, goes back to tagging some new volumes.

It's a few moments before he hears from her. He's just going around the counter to reorganize some shelves when she goes, Hello you! with the softest of voices. A long mrrrreow! follows and Mo chuckles.

"His name is Gustav," he announces. "He's... A little dumb."

The girl gasps audibly. "Don't listen to him, Gustav, I'm sure he doesn't mean it," she whispers.

A burst of flames lights up the plaza, then. Mo turns to look as Dustfinger nears the end of his performance. A fire-dragon circles Dustfinger without harming him or the astonished crowd. At last, the dragon disappears in a cloud of light smoke and the master gives an exaggerated bow as the group erupts in claps and shouts.

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It's been a good half hour since Dustfinger's show ended. Mo's been busy with customers, mostly enjoying the little gift shop. The last group to leave the shop is actually Gustav's friend with her mother; she waves goodbye timidly before letting the door slide shut. Gustav runs headfirst into the glass trying to chase after her and she looks mortified.

Mo approaches the tabby cat and collects him in his arms, massages his little head carefully. Gustav quickly turns into a purring machine. That's when he notices Dustfinger still hasn't come back; he's standing in the plaza, his equipment still spread around his feet as three women circle him with smiles and soft touches.

Mo isn't jealous. Well, not too jealous; he trusts his boyfriend/almost-husband/character-he-read-out-of-a-book-and-has-fallen-in-love-with/partner. It's the way Dustfinger looks around, a little uncomfortable with the proximity of those 3 strangers, that makes something boil in his blood. He puts Gustav down gently before marching outside.

"Thanks. Haha, thank you," Dustfinger keeps repeating, accepting the insistent compliments to his performance and looks.

The thing is, Mo and Dustfinger, they're not exactly hiding, but they're discreet. Not everyone in the villa has caught up to the fact that they're a couple and not just business partners who happen to also live together. With two kids. And a cat.

But Mo doesn't care about that right now. He approaches the group and gently places a hand on Dustfinger's back. The fire-eater jumps in place, but seems to relax completely as soon as he sees who it is.

"Silvertongue!" He beams and the sun suddenly becomes bleary and boring. "I mean, Mo. These lovely ladies have taken extra time to compliment my work, isn't that nice?"

"Very much so," Mo nods towards the women. "We appreciate your kindness."

The three women share a look, one of them actually huffs and chuckles. She looks Mo up and down, then turns to face Dustfinger again, making a point of ignoring Mo’s presence.

“Anyway, as I was saying, we were wondering if you do private shows?” She raises an eyebrow, reaches forward to pull an errand red hair off Dustfinger’s shoulder. “We’re staying in town for the night and we’d love if you could maybe join us... That is, if your, uh, brother will allow it.”

They laugh amongst themselves again and Mo can sense the way Dustfinger’s shoulders tense up, trying to control his temper. He doesn’t want to be rude to them, even though they would deserve it.

“Sorry, we already have something scheduled,” Mo says, stepping forward. He turns to Dustfinger, “Get your stuff, darling, we gotta head back, yeah?”

Dustfinger nods, gratitude in his eyes. He makes a quick move of collecting his equipment, shoving everything with Gwin in the bag and zipping it shut.

“Thanks for the kind words,” the fire-eater says one last time. “Enjoy your stay!”

He turns around and starts walking away, and Mo gives a long look to the women before following. His hand finds Dustfinger’s shoulder and Dustfinger’s arm circles his waist, pulling him into a soft kiss.

“You okay?” The fire-eater asks, frowning.

“Are you?” Mo can’t help the way his words are red, angry.

Dustfinger takes no offense. He pushes the shop door open and holds it out for Mo, who steps inside and looks back at the women through the window. All three of them are still watching them, now full of shock in their features.

“Are you...” He looks as Dustfinger resumes speaking, “Jealous?”

Mo lets out a long breath. He hates himself for the little show he just put up. “Maybe... A little...”

Dustfinger is chuckling. He drops his bag to the floor, pulls Mo into a tight hug and plants a long, open-mouthed kiss on his lips.

“You silly man,” is a soft murmur when they break apart. Dustfinger’s nose rubs into Mo’s. “You know you’ve got me smitten with your love spell.”

Mo rolls his eyes. “I didn’t hex you, D, how many times-”

“My silvertongue.” He’s teasing and Mo knows. “My wizard of words~”

“Yours,” Mo agrees, his face suddenly warm.

And maybe he doesn’t have to act jealous and he definitely doesn’t have to worry about Dustfinger cheating. But he does like the effect it has on Dustfinger...

Even more later that night, when Dustfinger gets aggressive and bites into his shoulder as he fucks Mo so hard he’s sore for two whole days after, all the while saying people are gonna know you’re mine now, and then lets Mo bite and mark him as well.

And he’s not jealous, he isn’t.

But it feels good.

[ms-missy]

Could I please have a kinky Todoroki smut? Pretty please?😩

Also, can I have have a dom!todoroki and a sub!Fem!Reader? Tysm if you decide to make this💖💕

This is inspired by a wattpad book i saw and the person deleted (rip) but it was rlly good sooooo i had to use it as a guide sort of anywaysss i hope you like it ik its a little angsty but dw!! There will be a part two coming out in a week or two and itll have a happy ending :) also this was written at 4am

Tw: bondage, spanking, angst(idk if it needs a warning but) virgin, talks of trauma, smut

Also sorry if this is not what you asked for ik its not a hugeeee amount of smut but i hope u enjoy nonetheless!

Ok lets get this show on the road

Todoroki was a good friend of yours yeah sure he was clueless on a lot of things but you found it funny more then anything

“Y/n can you help me on this project?” Todoroki said as he entered his dorm you following right behind “yeah sure whats so difficult?” You were more then confused. Ms.midnight gave the class a project on the human body more specifically the…unmentionables. How ejaculation occurs and what-not. But youd think as a boy he would know more then you

“Well i don’t understand what they mean, its all confusing for me.” He seemed normal, poker face on and no hesitation “Todoroki its simple i guess you know when you get a hard on-“

“A hard what???” At this point you two where staring at each other both confused out of each others minds “you know when your cock gets pointy? I.E HARD ON” you said while rolling your eyes seriously is he so sheltered he doesnt even know when he is horny? “Um…i guess it has gotten like that occasionally”

“Okay so what do you do when it does?” You said with the tone of a mom talking to her five year old “I just leave it alone”

you facepalmed.

“Okay well usually teenage boys..sometimes younger relieve themselves by masturbating do you understand” he looked as if he was questioning his answer“I mean i guess i can see why but…whats the benefit?” Oh dear god this clueless boy..“Mmm the benefits are it can relieve stress and overall just make you feel good i guess…”

“Could you…show me?” Your eyes popped out of your skull, the guy that youve been friends with for months THE todoroki, endeavors son, one of the best in his class is basically asking you to jerk him off…and how could you say no? “Listen shouto i know you want me to and i dont mind helping you its just…are you sure? This is something people usually do if theyre in a romantic relationship and i just dont want you to do something you will regret in the future you know?” Your heart was beating out of your chest.

“Yes im sure” shouto then got on the floor on his knees and pulled his soft cock out “so what do i do now?”

“BAHAHA TODOROKI YOU CANT BE SERIOUS-“

“Right now is not time for your distasteful humor y/n could you please instruct me on what to do next?”

“Well for starters youre supposed to be hard first and then you kinda…stroke it”

He did what you said slowly stroking himself up and down as his soft cock grew hard “ah- this feels…weird”

“Mmm you could go a little faster then that or use lotion as a lubra-“

“Can you help me y/n”

“Su-sure i guess” getting on your knees you got down and started jerking him off and at one point spitting in your hand to make it easier

These sessions went on for months, eventually him asking to eat you out and then having sex, but what happens when two sheltered touch debrived unloved by their parents and traumatized by a tea kettle kids do when they start having sex? Short answer, they tie each other up and put gags in their mouths.

“Tell me y/n what do you say to daddy?” Todoroki said breathlessly as he thrusted inside of you, barely gave a reply only a short mhmm with your eyes rolling back unable to do anything with the ropes restraining you, *slap* now what did i tell you about using your words

Your eyes shot up before rolling back and finding all the energy you could to speak “yes..yes sir”

“Thats my good girl- fuck im gonna cum” his head tilting back as he spoke you nodding in agreement showing you were close too and as you hit your orgasm you felt thick ropes of cum on your ass as shouto untied you

“Thanks y/n here let me clean you up” ever since you started having sex and scenes got more intense after care started getting more important

You felt a warm wet rag on you as shouto started to clean the mess you two made and then using his ice to help soothe the marks he left when he spanked you and after laying beside you to cuddle minutes passed by when you heard a ringing waking you up

“Sorry y/n momo wanted me to help her study, next Saturday right?” “Yeah.” And so he got up and left.

You didnt mean to catch feelings like this, but during after care how could you not? The sweet things he would tell you? The way he would hold you in his arms. Or was this all some way to get in your pants? No shouto wouldnt do that would he? What if hes doing it with momo what he did to you just now- no he wouldnt? Would he?

You didnt know what to think

[fictionadventurer]

well in the epilog katniss didnt really seem to want the children or feel anything for them but went through with it becuase "peeta wanted them so badly" so theyre sort of right becuase "woman pushed into having children she didnt want , possibly traumatising hermore becuase of someones desires" is a very anti choce stance.

See, that’s the prevailing viewpoint, but I’ve always had a problem with it. It’s so widely accepted by the fandom, but it ignores that the birth of those children fulfills both the character and thematic arcs of the series.

Let’s look at the entire quote.

They play in the Meadow. The dancing girl with the dark hair and blue eyes. The boy with blond curls and gray eyes, struggling to keep up with her on his chubby toddler legs. It took five, ten, fifteen years for me to agree. But Peeta wanted them so badly. When I first felt her stirring inside of me, I was consumed with a terror that felt as old as life itself. Only the joy of holding her in my arms could tame it. Carrying him was a little easier, but not much.

At first glance, it looks kind of bad. Like Peeta pushed her into having children despite her bone-deep terror. But this overlooks the fact that Peeta waited those five, ten, fifteen years for her to be ready. If he wasn’t concerned about Katniss’ choice, Peeta could have been more forceful in taking what he wanted. He could have left her and found a woman more willing to provide children. But he didn’t. And that heavily suggests that Katniss, in the end, is the one who made the choice.

Katniss feared having children because she feared for their future--feared a world where they’d starve to death, feared a world where they could be ripped from her arms and thrown to the slaughter of the Hunger Games. Katniss fears, more than even her own death, losing those she loves--look at how she was devastated by the loss of her father. Of course she’d be afraid to bring children into a world that’s designed to kill them. But the struggles of the series wouldn’t have much point if Katniss remained trapped in that fear, if her world remained a place hostile to new life. So the end of the series has to show that growth and change.

Of course it’s Peeta who helps her to move beyond her fear. Never forget that for Katniss, Peeta always represents hope. A new chance at life. When she was starving, at her lowest point of despair, he provided, at the cost of pain to himself, the bread that gave her hope. When they were in the Hunger Games, he gave her hope that the world could be transformed into something better by choosing to look beyond their own fears for survival and putting someone else’s needs above their own. Acting, not out of fear or self-interest, but for the good of the other could--and did--change the world. That changed world is one that welcomes children, and makes it possible, eventually, for Katniss to do so, too.

Giving birth to children doesn’t add to Katniss’ trauma. It shows her healing from it. Choosing to hope despite her fear. And what is her reward for it? Joy. Not mere happiness that ignores the pain, but joy that transcends it. Joy that does not erase the fear but makes the fear worthwhile. Joy that heals her enough to face a second pregnancy. And the joy of having two children who don’t know what it means to live in fear.

I appreciate that having children doesn’t magically erase Katniss’ trauma. Children are not a magical balm that will heal all ills and will bring fulfillment to every woman’s life, and the series isn’t arguing that it does. As the passage above shows, she will continue to live with her fears and regrets. But with Peeta and her children around her, she will also live with new life. And love. And always, always, hope.