#also yes. Doing it outside s SOMETHIN THEY DO AS WELL

[pinkyjulien]

Valentin & Mitch | 687/?? 👅 Late Snack Full on Pillowfort - Pt1 / Pt2 Bark like a God poses (riming not included)

[boothillssugarmomma]

Honka' Honka'

(Boothill x Fem!Reader)

cw-: sweet AF Boothill, clingy Boothill, suggestive a bit, mentions of groping

HC: Boothill's the type a guy to grab your ass and go "honka' honka'"

🎀 authorsnote: I got this head cannon from @edens-sovereign and was given permission to use it!

please don't steal my work!

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It's a gorgeous night aboard The Astral Express...

March 7th is dancing in her room to random music videos she'll definitely pester you with tomorrow. You'll never admit it but secretly you love when she shows you them.

Dan Heng is locked in his room peacefully working on the archives as always. Listening to records on a cute record player you gave him.

Himeko and Welt are sipping on sleep tea in the parlor car as they chat quietly. Trying to fall asleep eventually.

The Trailblazer is in his room, the only one sleeping. Doors locked up and fan on. (YES I SLEEP WITH A FAN 😭)

...yet in your room? While you're TRYING your best to get some sleep...your boyfriend won't stop bugging you.

Boothill wouldn't stop moving and squirming tonight. Wrapping his arms around you, trying to lay on top of you, letting go and sprawling out on the bed taking up your space, hanging off the side of the bed, and to make matters worse...whining...

Finally he sits up and groans deeply.

"It's too fudgin hot!" He whines, pouting as he pokes at your side.

"Seriously?" You sigh as your eyes flutter open. Sitting up as well and glaring at him. "And what do you want me to do about it?" You rub at the space in between your eyebrows.

"...could I have a drink or somethin'...?" He shrugs.

"Right now? Are you kidding me?" You sigh and fold your arms at the cowboy. He scooches closer and wraps his arms around you, kissing your cheek.

Boothill nods, still embracing you in his metals arms as tight as possible. You notice his expression being a bit flustered as he looks directly at you, slightly pouting again.

"Yeah, I've been thinkin' 'bout it for a bit now!" He whines in your ear as he tries to hold back his urge to move around more, but his metal twitches slightly from his legs and up to his arm

"And 's gettin' worse the more I look at ya...."

"Yeah...ok mister sweet talker... you're just trying to get me to get up and grab it for you..." You huff before looking away.

You can feel his eyes boreing into the back of your head and you bite your bottom lip. Letting out a defeated groan you turn your head back to him.

"Fine..." You sigh softly as you get out of bed and leave the room, turning down the hallway towards the Expresses kitchen to grab something for him.

As you go to the kitchen, Boothill immediately grabs your body pillow and hugs it close to his chest, wrapping not just his arms but also his legs around it.

He still couldn't contain his restless demeanor. If anyone were to see him like this, they would be pretty convinced the man was an overgrown child

He's waiting for you desperately, constantly rubbing the pillow in his embrace. It's as if the pillow was a surrogate for you, his thoughts fixated solely on you.

He waits patiently for a minute, then two, then three, then four, five, six, seven...where the hell were you?

As the minutes kept passing, so did his patience. And eventually his patience was reaching its breaking point.

He tried to distract himself by looking outside the window, watching the stars and the solar system.

But he couldn't fully divert his attention, his mind constantly wandering back to what the hell was taking you so long

Finally unable to hold back, his restlessness took him over. He leapt off the bed, pacing back and forth in your room like an abandoned puppy. His footsteps heavy and impatient.

"What oil do you like again?" You hum as you walk back in the room, holding a few oil cans.

Boothill's eyes immediately lit up at the sight of you, and he couldn't help but rush towards you, his arms wrapping around you with a mix of excitement and desperation.

You tsk your tongue as you almost drop a can due to the impact. But stop as he buried his face into your neck, his breath hot against your skin

"Any is fine at this point!" He said, his voice muffled. He pulled away slightly, looking at you with pleading eyes, a small pout on his lips. "Please sweetheart, just gimme the can..."

"Here, here hon..." You chuckle softly as you press a kiss to his jaw.

At the kiss on his jaw, a shiver ran down his spine, and a low groan escaped his lips. Boothill leaned into your touch, his breath slightly hitching as he felt your breath caress his skin. His hands tightened their hold on you, his thumb gently tracing circles on your waist

"Ah... I've missed you." He said, his voice a mixture of relief and longing as he pressed a kiss against your forehead. The tension in his body began to melt away, replaced with a sense of contentment and warmth.

"I was literally gone for a half hour..." You roll your eyes playfully as he sucks on the cans straw.

Boothill just shrugs at that, not paying attention anymore as he continues to lay his hand on your hip and drink his drink.

His eyes wander down as your head is pressed into his neck still. Peeking over your head and down to your waist he smirks at an evil idea.

As his hand moves down, a mischievous smile plays on his lips as he feels the soft curve of your ass. He gave it a gentle double squeeze, his metal fingers pressing into the flesh as he brought his mouth closer to your ear, his breath hot against your ear

"Honka' honka'..." Your boyfriend smirks deviously.

Your mouth drops open, obviously shocked at what he just did and said. "Boothill!"

"Can't help it darlin'...wanna feel how soft ya' are..." He whispered, his voice husky with desire before dropping it and humming. "Well...if I could."

"But still!" You smack his arm playfully and roll your eyes before nuzzling into his neck again.

He couldn't help but chuckle at your playful reaction. "What...just showin' my 'preciation!"

He tilted his head down, pressing a soft kiss to your hair. His hand continued its exploration, gently running up and down your side, his touch both possessive and affectionate.

His mind was a mix of desire and love for you, if he had a heart it would definitely be thumping in his chest...

"Show your appreciation another time..." You mumble with a blush on your face. Trying to nuzzle deeper into his neck to hide your dusty red face.

Boothill took notice of your flushed face and chuckled, his eyes starting to gleaming with amusement.

"Heh, who knew ya' could be so shy?" He teased playfully, a knowing smirk on his lips. "But alright, I'll hold back...for now sweet pea~" He said, his voice filled with a hint of mock resignation as he held you closer.

"...are you done with your drink yet...it's so late..." Nudging your boyfriend with your finger, a small yawn slips out.

Seeing you yawn, Boothill smiled softly and shook his head. "Ah right, forgot that you need your beauty sleep..." He drawls, his hand gently caressing your cheek and then moving a lock of hair behind your ear, his thumb lingering at your earlobe for a moment.

"You look perfect even when yur' tired..." He whispers, his voice filled with warmth and love. He pressed a soft kiss to your forehead before gently coaxing you back to the bed.

Walking over to the bed you flop down on it, cuddling up to your pillow and under your blanket.

Boothill watches you with a fond smile as you crawl back into bed, a sense of protectiveness washing over him.

He quickly joined you after he set his drink on the nightstand, immediately wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close. His legs tangled with yours as he sought to be as close to you as possible.

He rests his chin on top of your head, his machinery whirring steady and soothing against your back.

He lets out a content sigh, his fingers gently massaging your scalp, the touch light and intimate with a hint of cold. He felt like he was finally at peace...

"I love you honey..." You whisper sleepily, drooling a bit on his chest.

Boothill swears if he had a heart it would swell with the words you say. His expression softens even more if that's possible as he holds you tighter. "I love you too" He whispers softly, the sincerity in his voice is soothing to you.

He gently presses a kiss to your shoulder, his fingers still gently stroking your hair. The moonlight streams in through the window, casting a warm glow on your intertwined bodies.

Closing his eyes, he lets the peacefulness of the moment wash over him as he holds you close, content in the embrace of your love...

Even if he can't exactly feel you...he knows deep down if doesn't matter...your love does.

🎀End🎀

[amyispxnk]

Sometimes, home is a person.

Summary: Joel loves music and so do you, and he finds the perfect thing for it on patrol

A/N: I wanna dance with Joel AGHHH GOD. Also I'm putting the song I'd put in my apocalypse record player here. Which would you pick??

Pairing: Joel Miller x gn!reader

Word count: 1.1k

Warnings: fluff, language, a vague suicide mention, established relationship

DO NOT COPY THIS WORK IN ANY WAY PLS AND TY.

"Joel! Get your ass over here!" Tommy's voice echoed throughout the large house they'd just cleared out, nearing the end of their patrol for the day.

The stairs creaked beneath his feet as he trudged up them, turning the corner and walking into the room Tommy was stood in, hands outstretched in front of him as he looked at Joel, before gesturing to the space in front of him. "Look!" He said expectantly as Joel turned and let his eyes rove over the items before him.

A blue record player, weathered with age and apocalypse, with a case of records on the floor beside it. There were also posters from some musical bands which were a little damaged too, but a few were still recognisable.

"Well, shit." Joel chuckled, fingertips lightly brushing against the case of the record player as he turned back to face Tommy. "You takin' any of this or 's it a gift for me?"

"All for you, brother. Meet me outside in 10, yeah?"

Joel nodded before turning back around and checking the record player for damage, deciding it would probably still work and moving onto the records. He picked out a few he liked and some more he knew you'd like too, putting them in his pack and finally looking to the posters. He swiftly pocketed the Pearl Jam one and looked for some more, finally ending up with Tommy a little more than 10 minutes later.

"You sure took your time." He had teased as Joel walked out, pack close to bursting by now with all the shit he was trying to bring back. He didn't really get excited over stuff anymore, but he hadn't come across a single record player in.. ever, so it was a pretty big thing for him. Not only that, but you loved music just as much as he did, and he knew you'd be over the moon when he brought everything back.

"Had to make sure I wasn't leavin' anythin' good behind." Joel explained as he mounted his horse, the pair kicking off and starting the journey back to Jackson.

You watched the swirls of stock and water blend together in the pot as you cooked dinner when the telltale sound of heavy footsteps plodding up the porch and the key turning in the lock graced your ears.

"'m home!" Joel called as you turned the heat down on the stove and walked over to the entryway.

"Hey." You smiled, going over to him and giving him a small kiss. "How was patrol?"

"Was good, nothin' special really." He replied, wanting to keep the record player a secret so he could surprise you later.

"No infected?" You asked as you reached to help get his jacket off, before reaching for his pack too. He quickly stopped you from taking it with his hand, causing you to look at him confusedly.

"What? You hidin' something from me?" You questioned with a little smile, before retreating and hanging his jacket up.

"Not hidin' anythin'." He told you in a gruff voice as he took off his boots and followed you into the kitchen.

You gave him an 'ookay then' look, and he knew you'd seen straight through him, but you chose to just let it go. "Dinner'll be ready in a bit, then. You should go shower, you're all stinky." You teased as you wrinkled your nose slightly, making him let out a low chuckle as he walked upstairs.

"Yes ma'am."

That evening, the two of you ate and after you both finished, you were resting on the couch when Joel gently took the book you were reading from your hands.

"Wanted t'show you somethin'." He said, trying to suppress the smile that wanted to etch itself onto his face but ultimately failing.

"I knew you were hiding something!" You immediately responded with a grin as you sat up off the couch and looked at him expectedly.

"Yeah, ya always gotta be right, don't cha?" He smirked as he stood up and reached down into the pack.

"Now close your eyes." He told you, making you let out a small laugh as you did.

"Okay this better be the coolest thing ever Joel, you're really making it seem that way." You said as he stood in front of you.

"It is. Open your eyes."

You did, and when you saw the record player in his hands, you let out a little gasp and looked from him to the record player and back to him again.

"Is this.." you began, before reaching for the little clasp on it and popping it open.

He watched your eyes sparkle like they'd never done before as his heart positively melted.

"Yeah, found it on patrol." He explained as he put the record player on a table then took your hand and pulled you up from the couch.

"Y'gonna keep gawkin' at it or you wanna dance with me?" He smirked as you looked back at him and smiled.

"Yeah- Let's dance."

He put a record on that he knew you'd love and put his hand on your waist, pulling you a little closer as your hands joined behind his neck and the two of you danced slowly, swaying to the music. You looked up at his face and let your left hand trail across his jaw, cupping it as your thumb raked over the coarse stubble that littered along the bottom of his face. Your gaze shifted to his eyes, a deep warm brown which stared back at you with such love that was only reserved for a select few people in Joel's life. His face, scarred from the many battles he'd fought - physical and mental - and from age. A face which you adored regardless of any 'imperfection'. A particular scar on his temple came into view and you lingered on it for a minute. If he had been successful that day, you wouldn't be here, alive even, let alone living the best life you reckoned you could in the apocalyptic world with the man you loved. You shook the thought away and let your eyes finally fall on his lips. Slightly chapped, pink and pouty, just begging to be kissed.

Of course, you oblige as you lean in and press your lips to his, the song coming to a slow end even though you didn't notice since you were so lost in thought, in admiration for the man you were so blessed to call yours. You poured everything into the kiss, wanting to emphasise just how much you loved him without even needing words. He needed to know it, and you'd come to realise that, so you showed him as much as you could every single day.

Thank you SM for reading, I hope you enjoyed! Likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated and requests are open 💞

[amphibiahawks321]

M/N : I can't believe we finally get to see our son's girlfriends!

F/N : Hahaha! I know you are excited dear and honestly so am I our son is growing up

KNOCK KNOCK

M/N : Oh it must be them!

[Meanwhile outside]

M!Reader : Remember guys I'm going in first so I can clarify them to not faint when they see you guys

Beidou : Oh come on! They would love us!

Ningguang : What Y/N saying is true beidou we don't wanna see them having a panic attack do we?

Beidou : T-true that

[Holds the door knob]

M!Reader : Ok...I can do this

Ningguang : Good luck my love

[kiss his cheek]

Beidou : Remember if anything goes wrong go outside to us ok?

[Kiss his cheek also]

Beidou : Good luck my seashell

M!Reader : Thank's guys ♥️

[Y/N Took a Deep breath]

M!Reader : Let's do this...

[Y/N enters the house]

M!Reader : Mom! Dad!

M/N : Y/N! It's so nice to meet you again sweetheart! Kisses his cheek repeatedly

M!Reader : Mooooooooom

F/N : Hahaha! You know how you're mother is

M!Reader : Dad!

F/N : Hey champ!

M!Reader : I miss you guys so much!

M/N : we miss you so much too sweetheart! Now where are those girlfriends of yours? I made cookies!

M!Reader : T-thanks mom, they're still outside

F/N : Well what are you waiting for? A kiss on the cheek? let them in I wanna meet your girlfriends

M!Reader : Before I do that... I-I want to tell you guys something

F/N & M/N : ???

M!Reader : .....Please don't faint when you guys meet them

F/N : Woah woah woah calm down there you dating some hilichurls or somethin? hahahaha!

M/N : F/N!

F/N : S-sorry dear

M/N : Why would we faint? Seeing two girls dating our son? PFFTT- please I'm not as weak as your father every time he sees me wearing my good dress

F/N : Hey!

M!Reader : Ok... I trust you two GUYS! You can come in now

[Beidou and Ningguang enter]

Ningguang : it's a pleasure meeting the parents of our lovely Y/N

Beidou : it really is!

[Holds Y/N's hand and kiss his forehead]

Beidou : you two raised me and Ning's Prince very well~

M!Reader : [Stuttering] B-beidou stop your making me flustered

Beidou : that's the plan~

M!Reader : 0/////0

M!Reader : I-i can E-explain?

.......

M/N : .......THE TIANQUAN OF THE LIYUE QIXING?!

F/N : ........THE UNCROWNED LORD OF THE SEA?!

M!Reader explains to F/N and M/N (who almost fainted) how He met ningguang & Beidou and How the three decided to become a three way loving relationship

F/N : I can't believe it... Our son dating THE beidou and THE ningguang

M!Reader : A-are you guys disappointed?

F/N & M/N : Disappointed?!

M/N : This is such an amazing news! my son dating the most independent and the most trust worthy women's!

F/N : I can tell our Y/N is in great hands now!

Beidou & ningguang : he is!/he certainly is

After that All of them started to chat,Eat and even baked cookies together

M!Reader : You two can wait for me in the car I have something to do first

Beidou/Ningguang : Sure thing sweetie/Take your time love

Y/N hugs M/N and F/N

M!Reader : I promise I'll visit you guys more often!

F/N : You better this man couldn't handle your mom alone y'know

M/N : Hey! Sighs me and your dad are so happy that we don't need to be worried about you anymore cause we now know that our Y/N are in good hands now

Beidou : trust me he is!

Ningguang : Beidou roll down the car window you almost ruin a family moment

Beidou : O-oh right S-sorry Y/N

M!Reader : Chuckles it's okay beidou!

.....

M!Reader : Bye mom! Bye dad!

F/N & M/N : Bye Y/N!

[Meanwhile inside the house]

F/N : Wow... Our son dating those two who would've guessed

M/N : His a lady killer reminds me of you in highschool

F/N : Hahaha! Yeah but in the end I chose the best one to end up with

M/N : Oh you!

[Meanwhile with them]

Beidou : Ha! Told you they would love us

Ningguang : sighs yes Beidou you were right

[M!Reader Chuckles at their conversation]

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers CHAOS LINEAGE ー Subaru [01]

ー The scene starts in the dungeon of the Violet Manor

Subaru: Aah? Why me?

Yui: ( Uu, his glare gives me cold shivers...But this guy, for some reasonーー )

You seemed like a nice person so...

Subaru: Hah? I think you’re gettin’ the wrong idea here. Fuck off... Besides, I don’t wanna have to bother watchin’ over you!

Yui: B-But we agreed that I would choose one person...

Subaru: Che, what a pain.

...Fine, I just gotta do it, right!? But don’t cause trouble for me, ‘kay?

Yui: O-Okay. Thank you very much.

( He actually accepted it. Sure, he might seem scary on the outside, but strangely enough, he strikes me as a kind person. )

( I’m not sure why I feel that way though... )

*TIMESKIP*

Yui: Nn...Where am I...?

( Ah...Right. The manor’s dungeon...I must have fallen asleep. )

Monologue

After waking up at the Church,

I was taken to the Violet Manor.

Once locked away in the dungeon,

they told me to choose someone to watch over me, so I picked Subaru-san.

While he may seem scary at first glance,

I feel as if he has a gentle side to him as well.

With that in mind,

I asked him to be in charge of supervising me, butーー

Subaru: What? You’re awake?

Yui: ...! Yes, I woke up.

( I wonder if he kept an eye on me the whole time while I was asleep as well? I didn’t notice at all. )

( Also, is he upset or something? He seems to be in a really foul mood. )

( At first he struck me as a kind guy for some reason, but perhaps that was a misunderstanding on my part...? )

Subaru: What’s your problem? You’re so annoyin’. Don’t just watch me in silence. If you’ve got somethin’ to say, spit it out!

Yui: W-Well...My bad.

( He said I should say what’s on my mind so...I guess I’ll ask? )

Uhm, how long will I have to stay in this cell?

Subaru: Like I know. That’s up to Carla to decide.

Yui: ( In other words, there’s no telling when I’ll be able to get out? )

Excuse me! Can’t you ask him to let me out?

Subaru: Are you dumb? Hell no.

Sure, you might be the ‘legendary Eve’ who is necessary for someone to become the next Supreme Overlord, but I bet you think you’re oh-so special, don’t you?

That arrogance of yours pisses me the hell off.

Yui: ...Ugh.

( I guess it’s no use after all...Seems like I only made him even more mad. )

Subaru: Che. Thanks for ruinin’ my mood even more.

I want to just isolate myself in my room, and as if that isn’t bad enough, I’m here havin’ to look after some chick instead.

Yui: I-I’m sorry...

Subaru: Aah!? Too fuckin’ late to apologize now!

Yui: Eek...!

Subaru: The way you flinch like that pisses me off too. You’re the one who chose me for this job, remember? 

Are you havin’ regrets now or somethin’!?

*Thud*

Yui: Kyaah!?

( H-He dented the iron bars with his foot...I was wrong to think he’s a nice guy. He’s incredibly rough around the edges...! )

Subaru: Fuck! This anger has made me thirsty...

...Oi, come here for a sec.

Yui: Eh...?

Subaru: Hurry up. Walk up to the bars.

Yui: Ah, s-sure...

( Who knows what he’ll do if I refuse....I have no other choice but to obey. )

ー Yui approaches the iron bars

Yui: I-Is this okay?

Subaru: ...You actually came? What a dumb woman you are.

Yui: Eh?

Subaru: Everyone at this manor is a Vampire. Myself included.

Yui: Y-Yes...

( I wonder what he means with that? )

Subaru: I can tell by the look on your face that you don’t get it at all. ...It’s that ignorance which will come biting you in the ass. Like this!

*Clang*

*Rustle*

Yui: Kyaah!?

*Rustle*

Yui: L-Let me go, please! What on earth are you...!?

Subaru: I’m tryin’ to teach you that you don’t understand your own position. From a Vampire’s point of view, humans are our food.

Maybe you were hopin’ to get treated like some damn Princess ‘cause you’re the legendary Eve but...

I’ll remind you that as long as you’re down here, you’re nothin’ but mere prey.

Yui: N-No way!

*Rustle*

Subaru: Come on, I’ll suck from your shoulder. It might hurt if you don’t keep still. Nn...Nnh...

ー Subaru bites her

Yui: ...Ah.

( He’s sucking my blood...His fangs are sinking into my shoulder...! )

( Is this what he meant by ‘prey’? Am I going to spend the rest of my days locked up down here as these people feed off my blood? )

( No, I don’t want that...! )

Stop! Let me go, please!

*Rustle* 

Subaru: Oi, don’t thrash ‘bout! Didn’t I tell you to keep still!?

Anyway, the fuck’s up with this blood...? It’s way more sweet than I thought.

Damnit, I just wanted to scare you a lil’ by bitin’ you but I can’t stop...! ...Nn...

Yui: ...Kuh...

( These fangs...This pain...For some reason, it feels nostalgic to me. Do I know this sensation...? )

( Why? How...? )

Subaru: Nn...Hah...Nnh...

Yui: Aah...!

ー Yui starts growing dizzy

Yui: ( The place where he bit is burning...The heat’s rising to my head andーー )

ー She experiences flashbacks of her past memories

Yui: Wha...?

( What...? Where is...that place I saw just now? )

ー Yui has another flashback

Yui: ( Uu...! ...What are these images...? )

( I know...this house. It’s a very nostalgic place but... )

( Uu, kuh...It’s like something is stirring up my mind... )

*Riiiing*

Yui: Ah...Aah...

...I...I...

Subaru: Haah...What’s wrong? Is somethin’ the matter?

Yui: That place...

It is the home, we must return to...

Subaru: ...Haah?

ー Yui regains her memories

Yui: Aah...! Aaaaaaah!!!

*WOOSH*

ー The screen temporarily fades to white

Yui: ( A bunch of different images and information...are swirling inside my head at once... )

( Right...I am, we areーー )

Uu...Kuh...

Subaru: Oi!? What has gotten into you all of a sudden!? Whatcha screamin’ for!?

Yui: ...No, I am not the legendary Eve.

I’m...Yui...

Subaru: ...Haah?

Yui: ( Right...I remembered everything. )

( I moved into the Sakamaki manor and met Subaru-kunーー Then we eventually started dating. )

( I could have sworn I was there before I suddenly awoke at the Church. Where is this place? )

( Why did I...forget who I am? )

( It’s not just me either. Everyone is acting strange. )

Subaru: What’s with that dumb look on your face...? Did you lose your mind ‘cause I sucked a bit of your blood?

Yui: No, I haven’t. I remembered everything, that’s all...

How could I forget about something so important...?

Hey, Subaru-kun! What is going on? Where are we!?

Subaru: Haah? 

Yui: Why are Carla-san and the others at the same manor...? Do the Tsukinami brothers own these lands?

Subaru: Oh shut up...What nonsense do you keep spoutin’?

Yui: Eh...?

Subaru: Did you forget overnight? Carla is my older brother. Why would it be strange for him to live here?

Yui: No way...

( Carla-san is his older brother? There’s just no... )

( But they did introduce themselves like that yesterday. What is going on? )

R-Right. Where is Ayato-kun? And Kanato-kun...You remember your own brothers, don’t you?

Subaru: My brothers? Those dudes from the Orange House?

Hah! The fuck are you sayin’? They’re the enemy!

Yui: No way...

*Thud* 

Yui: T-Then, what about me!? Do you know who I am!?

Subaru: You’re Eve, right? The woman needed to become the Supreme Overlord of this place. I haven’t forgotten that.

Yui: No, that’s not what I meant...

( We’re a couple, Subaru-kun. ...Sakamaki Subaru-kun. )

Selection

→ Tell him that you are dating (♡)

Yui: ( I wonder if he’ll remember if I tell him the truth...? )

Hey, Subaru-kun. We’re dating, you know.

Subaru: ...Haah? You’ve been spoutin’ nothin’ but bullcrap this one time, but that one beats all.

Are you sayin’ that sorta stuff ‘cause you wanna get outta here and regain your freedom?

I won’t let you out of your cell, even if you keep on talkin’ out of your ass.

In the end, you’ll just get chased ‘round by those other guys if you make it out of here.

Then I’d argue that you’re still better off down here.

→ Tell him that you know each other (🖤)

Yui: ( Subaru-kun sees me as a stranger...? )

( His memories are jumbled up after all... )

( Even if he can’t recall that we’re lovers, I wish he would remember me somewhere deep downーー ) 

Subaru-kun. We didn’t meet for the first time yesterday.

We’ve known each other...for a very long time.

Subaru: Che...Why are you makin’ all of this crap up?

I met you for the first time yesterday. Now cut the crap or you’ll be in for a world of pain.

Yui: ( I guess he won’t believe me after all... )

Subaru: ...Do you want to get outta here so badly?

Even if you somehow were to escape this manor, you’ll just be caught by one of the other guys. You really are an idiot.

Yui: ( Subaru-kun wouldn’t joke around about something like this... )

( He truly does not does doubt the fact that he is Subaru from the Violet Manor. )

( Could it be that his memories have been altered, just like mine were up till now? And those of the others’ too. )

( I wonder what we’ve gotten ourselves caught up in...? )

Subaru: ...Why do you look mortified?

Aah, I guess it makes sense to be in shock after havin’ your blood sucked for the first time ever. You’ve only got your own carelessness to blame though.

Yui: ( No, that wasn’t the first time. He’s drank my blood so many times. )

( But right now, I’m mere food in this eyes, not his girlfriend or anything even remotely close to that... )

( Almost as if we’re back to square one...That just can’t be. )

Subaru: Oi, don’t be tearin’ up now. The other guys will get the wrong idea.

*Thud*

ー Kou approaches them

Kou: Hey there~! Getting along just fine? You guysー ...Wait. Woah, what’s with the heavy atmosphere?

Azusa: Eve...Looks as if she’s about to cry. Did something...happen?

Yui: ( Kou-kun, Azusa-kun... )

Kou: Ah! You were picking on her, weren’t you!?

Azusa: You mustn’t...Subaru. You have to take good care of Eve...

Subaru: Don’t be makin’ assumptions! I’m not a lil’ kid!

Anyway, why are you guys here? 

Kou: Ah, right! Carla-kun’s asking for you. There’s something he wants to talk about, apparently.

Subaru: Carla does?

Azusa: Yes...That’s why we’ve come to get the two of you...

Yui: Eh...?

Subaru: ...She’s coming as well?

Yui: ( Subaru-kun’s glaring at me. I guess he’s suspicious of me after I said all those strange things... )

Subaru: I don’t mind lettin’ her out of her cell, but don’t blame me when she makes a run for it!

She’s willing to go as far as to lie just to escape this place after all.

Yui: ( I never lied though... )

Azusa: Don’t worry...We’ll help out as well, so let’s go while keeping a close eye on her, so she doesn’t escape... 

Subaru: Lock her up, then let her out. Stop changin’ your damn mind every five seconds.

Kou: Go complain to Carla-kun about that. It’s not our fault.

Azusa: ...Carla is the eldest son of the Violet House, so we only do as he says...

Yui: ( Kou-kun and Azusa-kun don’t seem doubtful of the current family make-up either... )

( Even though Carla-san is a Founder, so there’s no way he’d be related to Vampires. )

( I wonder how this happened...? )

Subaru: ...God, what a drag. Oi, Eve! Get outta your cell. Don’t cause me trouble, ‘kay?

Yui: ( Does the problem lie with everyone else? Or maybe I’m the issue...? I don’t know, Subaru-kun! )

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

[plushie-sentai]

Tagged by @stickers-on-a-laptop ! Tysm!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Five! Not a lot atm but I used to write a lot on wattpad as well 😅

2. What is your AO3 word count?

11,227 words :P

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Tokusatsu! Namely Kamen Rider Build and King Ohger atm, but I also have a planned Ex-Aid fic (and some old my little pony fics I may move over from wattpad lmao)

4. What are your top five fics by Kudos?

Since I only have five, my top three are

Getting to Know the Boogeyman

Of Courtship & Coccinelles and

Red Looks Good on You

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yes!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Definitely Sento’s Wandering Mind, the whole thing is a vent piece and I heavily relate to Sento so it’s more of personal processing than anything lmao

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably Of Courtship & Coccinelles! I write most stuff with fluffy endings but that one definitively ends on a bright note

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Nope!

9. Do you write smut? If so, which kind?

I’ve written two smut pieces so far, which is a huge step for me personally for many reasons, but they’re both best match fics :3 one angst, one fun and sexy. Honestly I draw more of it than I write it lol

10. Do you write crossovers? I hate the craziest crossover you’ve ever written?

I’m not much for writing crossovers BUT the exaid fic I’ve had in the works for a while technically is one bc it’s hatsune Miku as a bugster lol

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Also no but would be neat :)

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not on AO3 but I love bouncing ideas off of people and also working on characters together, esp mine and @chilipepperconverse ‘s KR OCs :3 actually I used to co-write with friends all the time in middle school when we wrote together.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Bonkers ass question but rn my answer would probably be Bravesnipe?? But I feel like there’s definitely ones I’m crazier abt out there. Maybe sonotaro…

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Unfortunately probably the Miku exaid fic ;-; the concept is fun and cute but with some stuff I get an outline or somethin cookin and then it never sees the light of day again

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think I’m pretty good at detailed descriptions and visuals. I’m much more an artist than a writer, so I’ve spoken before about how I view my stories like written descriptions of story boards, and I absolutely love to try and paint a picture with my words.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

In my actual writing I’m unsure and would love to hear any feedback, but for me it’s actually just GETTINg myself to write. It takes a lot of mental energy to start the task and I can never really make myself do it, it’s only when I’m in a rare and intense mood for writing somethin that I’ve got a REALLY solid idea on. That’s mostly why I’ve got so few fics. I have more ideas, but it’s difficult to get myself to a point with any of them where I’ll actually write any of it out lol

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Personally I think it’s neat when other people do it, but unless it’s French I probably never will. Even then I’d be so nervous about getting it wrong I’d probably find some kinda work around

19. First fandom you wrote for?

On AO3 it’s King Ohger, but in reality…. Oh boy. Warriors fanfic abt my sonas when I was like 10? Outside of OCs my first canon-aligned fanfic was probably one of the my little pony ones on wattpad. I did mostly original character stuff when I wrote frequently as a tween so I guess I didn’t start with fanfic until like a year or two ago.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I only have a few so I’m proud of them all for different reasons, but I think Sento’s Wandering Mind is one that I’m particularly fond of even tho it didn’t do as well as the others. It’s conceptually something I’ve been trying to put into words for a long time, and it was my first foray into writing anything REMOTELY sexual, which was a huge jump for me that I’m very proud of as a person who previously struggled a lot more with “catholic shame” if I had to put a word to it. It’s kinda a heavy read and isn’t perfect, but the fact that it’s out in the world is important to me and I’m happy with it. Hope you all enjoy!!

Tagging @chilipepperconverse and @cantarella-rose and anyone else who’d like to participate! :3

[goldenimpact]

hELLO IS ANYONE OUT THERE????

OKAY HI hELLO  FIRST OFF I HOPE EVERYONE IS WELL NOW

THAT THE EVIL WHATEVER I AM HAS FALLEN AND GCANT GET UP COMMERCIAL

SOMETHIN SEOMTHIGN DID IT HURT WHEN YOU FELL FROM HEAVEN THE ANSWER IS YES I GOT SHOVES TO THE FLOOR RECENTLY AND THIS FUCKIN BRUISE ISNT FADING FUNNNY HAHA OK PLEASENTRIRSSE ARE DONE

UH IM CATHERINE, MOD-SAN, GOLD, whatever they're callin me nowadays holy shit dude my hands are shakin like crazy

they've had me literally cleaning house PRETTY MUCH AS SOON AS I RECOVERED all work no play makes jack a dull boy thats me IM jack damn it i can't tell if i've eveolved into  a live-in housekeeper or some sort of roomaate and the paymetnt si s that i get to keep my lifeand also i REALLY need to move my keyboard over or get the window to leave the screen cause i can't blind type it just ain't happenin my leg's jitterering like hell BUT THE MOST IMPORTANT PART IS IM ALIVE YAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO but i have absolutely NO CLUE how ;long THAS gonna last BBUT the great news is that ive finally been able to sit at my dangf computer and and actual;ly TYOOUCH ANFD LOOK AT IT ive practically been buried in all the freezers BUT ANYWAYS GOD MY HANDSA THEY STING SO FUCKING IABAD D ALKl ANYWAYS IM ALIVE IM STILL HERE IM TRYING?????????? TO GET BACK BUT EVERYONE HERE IS UHH NOT GOOD TO PUT IT LIGHTLY ITS TERRIFYIN OVER HERE BUT IM SENDING MY WELL WISHES THAT EVERYONE IS OKAY OVER THERE AND YOU SURVIVED WHETER THE HECK ANGR MY BIG SDIS MUST"VE SBUBJECTED YALL TOO BEACSE SHE IS FUCKING PISSSEEED LATELY IM GENUUNINLY WORRIED FOR OURLIVES LEVEL THERES SO MANY FIGHTS AND COMING-OUT-ABOUT-HER-LEGEND-OF-VIOLENCE STORY AND THE SHOOTIGN REVENTLY AND POINT IS THE LEGAL STUFF MIGHT GET RESOLVED OKAY?????? DADS MAGIC PROTAG POWERS OR WHATER APAPRENTLY HE KNOWS EVREYONE PERSON ON THE PLANET ITS GODDAMN WITCHCARAFT BUT MOMS DROPPIN LIKE EVERY OTHER DAY BBBBBBUYT OTS HER BIRTHDAY THIS WEEK AND WERE GONNA TRY AND TAKE ME OUTSIDE AND SEE IF I EXPLODE IN THE SUNLIGHT SO UUUUUUUUUUUUUUH THANKS FOR EVERYTHIGN I LOVE YOU GUYS ILL TRYT TO FUCKIN REACTIVATE ALL MY ACCOUNTS ALL A BAJILLION OF THEM APPARENTLY I WAS ONE CRASY AKJSFI KID PLEAASE PASS THIS MESSAGE ON MY BI G SIS WAKES UP SOON IF SHE HEARS ME IM GETTTIN IT I HAVE NO FUCKIN IDEA WHATS GOIN ON ON YOUR SIDE CAUSE NO ONE IS SAYIN JACK SHIT BADUM TSSHH BUT I GOT  MY SHIT COMIN AT LIKE 9 AM RIGHT WHEN I TAKE MY VERY MYSTERIOUS NO ONE KNOWS WHAT THE FUCK THEY DO ANYMORE MEDS AND IF I KICIK THE BUCKET AT LEAST I FUCKING STAYED BABY YAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

ALSO IM NOT DRUNK WE DONT DRINK IN THIS HOUSE EVER BUT I DEFINITYL NEEDS A LIL HELP IN LIKE ANY SORT OF MEANIN NO ONE IN THIS HOUSE FUCKIN REMEMBERS ANYTHING IN ANY SOR TOF WAY FOR ANY SORT OF THING ITS AN ACTUAL I HAVE NO IDEA WHOSE CALLIN OR TOUCHIN SHIT OR WHAT TALL THIS SHTI IS IN THE HOUSE AND FRANKLY IM TERRIFIED CAUSE EVREYONE LEAVES POR PASSES OUT BEFORE I CAN GET A CLEAR ANSWER AND AND ADN COLD WAR INTELLIGENCE WHATHER NEWS STORY OLD POPS HERE IS PUTTIN ON TV ANYWAYS LOVE YOU GUYS STAY SAFE CALL OUT IF YOU SEE ME IN THE WILDS SOMEDAY BUYYEYEEE

WAIT I JUST REMEMBRED BIG SIS IS GONNE DESTROY SHIT SOON SONSONSOON SHIT HSHISTHSHIT OK ANYWAYS ERVYTHIN ONLINE LOOKS OKAY FROM WHERE I CAN SEE IT IN MYSETRUOS VPN LAND AND IM GOIN THROUGH MY COMP RIGHT NOW BUT EVREYON IN OUR HOUSE RECOGNIZES THE DISCORD SYMBOL PROBABLY>>>?????? SO IM TRYIN TO FIND ALL OTHER CONTACTS BUT ITS JUST A BUNCH OF EMAILS DDDDUDE I JUST HAD TO LET YALL KNOW WE'RE ALIEV HOPE ALL OF YOU ARE WELL LOVE YALL EVER IF YOU DONT BELIEVE THAT ASTY SAFE WATCH OUT FOR FUKCING PUNCHES OR SIDESWEEPS AND MY BIG SISSS KILLING BLOW AND THE FCKKGNGI  SWORD ON TOP OF HER BOOKSELG OR THE LITTLE GUN THING IN HER LCOSET WHAT THE FUCK IS EVEN IN HER ROOM ANYMROE ANYWASY DONT DIE OUT THERE LIKE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PEACE OUT BURY ME UNDER A BLUE SKY WITH ALL MY SHIT IIM HANDING  DOWN WHATEVR THE ITTY BITTY NOT SO BITTY NEICE WANTS LIL PRINCESS LILLY HAACKER SCAMMER HUSTLER SECOND LEGEND OF VIOLENCE IN THE MAKIN IM GONNA FUCKIN PASS OUT I HAVE NO  IDEA OF FUCKIN ANYTHIN THATS HAPPPENIN HERE EVERERR GOD CAN I TALK TO ANYONE THAT ISNT THIS NEIGHBORHOOD THAT THIGNS I HAVE HEARSD ABOUT THE PWOPLE ROUND HERE any ewysbans m y hands are shak in and breakin and crankin love yall stay safe dont fall into a ditch like me ever again mMWAHH TEDDIE IF YOURE OUT I STILL OWE YOU THAT FUCKIN LETTTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

[thedistortedfroggit]

Local Creatives Dumps Cringe Ideas Cuz He Got Inspo From Maru Togami

you've read that title right folks!

Tonight is no night for a crisis of- Well, technically tonight is a night of 'what if's considering this is a thing im going to do

But it isn't just about just ideas off somethin- well technically it is, considering I got this idea while watching an 'If I met MHA' gacha video by Maru Togami (I love their work go check em out)

BUT ANYWAY-

oh s- I just said the topic of this without the dramatics. Oh well.

Indeed! I am a gacha fan-ish, since I kinda fell out but came back just not as obsessed ig. though thats probably not a surprise if you've read any of my previous rants

'If I met MHA' by Maru Togami revolves around the gacha trend of MHA characters teleporting to the creator's house and staying for an unspecified amount of time while dealing with the crisis of not being real. and I personally LOVE that idea.

maybe I'll edit this and add onto it if I ever get more ideas for this kind of stuff. Maybe if I get enough ideas I'll actually get around to making one.

anyway— Lets start with what I like to call 'changing what makes things easy to be creative'

for this particular one, I'm going to focus on the 'house empty, all free time' aspect most of the videos on this trend have

-- ON ANOTHER NOTE; since im currently writing this while watching the 2nd part of their series

can I just say, I LOVE what they did with Shigiraki's lil existential crisis? just the weight of realizing that everything you've done was all just following a script and you have no actual control. also fallen down? mm, amazing song choice for that moment--and I swear I got whiplash from how the mood did a whole 180 after it was over

another another note; UGHFJCDJ maybe its just cuz manipulative protags are smth I just adore cuz it brings so much potential to the table-- but I love how shigiraki is basically just reduced to a moody dog on a leash after it (also love how deku is just crying in the bg and nobody comments on it xD)

can you tell im a sadist?

ooHHH--I actually like that its totally in Midoriya's character to not become like shigiraki cuz of his drive. I kinda like that since deku being kinda lifeless dog on leash is kinda common

Not to say I wouldn't squeal in joy the moment if it happens, again, sadist.

...oof wait- Is it bad that I actually forgot about Eri?

uHHH- Lets just say that im a chaos gremlin and I don't want to tamper with the child sooooo...child child be safe but I need sustenance <3

--

Back on topic! 'house empty, all free time' Wouldn't it be interesting to have this rule completely thrown out the window?

Like, the creator lives with their family that is almost always at home and school is still a thing. Ofc you'd actually need times where the house is empty so the MHA characters actually get spotlight. Maybe when the family is off on a mall trip? Maybe visiting other family for a few hours?

Its kinda funny to imagine a small group of MHA characters scrambling to hide while the family is around.

What else? What else?

'segregation/immediate trust' This goes for both the creator and between the characters themselves

Theres some of the trend where the MHA crew is chosen out of favorite characters by the creator (I'll be honest, if I were ever to make one of these, I'd use characters that would stir up the most drama--like kurogiri and aizawa for example)

Although probably annoying since If I ever saw it done incorrectly. it'd probably just make me go "get on with it you bafoon, hurry up"

But I'd still like to see what would happen if the MHA crew were a bit sceptical of each other and this random quirkless kid who appearently owns this house they're in and wont let them go outside

Speaking of going outside! 'most, if not all action, stays inside the house'

I vote on letting the MHA crew out the house! Do I know its a bad idea, since weebs were everywhere? Yes. Do I care? No. Because drama and trauma (ooh that rhymed) is my bread and butter

(for the record, I know there are some series of this trend actually has the MHA crew going out the house--but I'll still talk about this)

Since pretty much all MHA characters except Aizawa and Izuku would be ok with basically quirklessness (assuming that their quirks arent working in whatever pseudo-world the Creator decided to plop the real world in)

Actually! Forget the parentisisisisisis (im giving up on spelling) I got the idea of real-but-not-actually-real world from a line in Maru Togami's video that I.....

....tttttotally forgot what it was exactly, but what I remember was that it mentioned the creator's teleporting powers and something about this..uh- reality? series? idk something along that line

It just the idea of it really interests me What if the creator knew about the pseudo-world they're in? What if they didn't? Could the creator also be given an existential crisis with the MHA crew? Who would even present that idea to the creator? The editor?

ok following that line of thought, I had a lil vision where the creator talks to the editor, again, inspired by the little scene at the end of part 1 where the creator just stresses out over things and talked about having to edit the video

So, back to the vision: In it, the creator 'talked' with the editor. But they weren't really talking?

Think of the 4th wall as one sided glass, and the creator KNOWS it's one-sided glass..but they can't really do anything about it other than acknowledge it exists since they can't see behind it. But the editor is on the OTHER SIDE of the glass, so the editor could see everything and do what they want.

With that 'imagine this' outta the way, lets continue! The creator 'talks' and 'replies' but its more like how someone would reply to a conversation they're not really listening to yk, with 'yeah..' and 'totally' and 'I agree' and 'mmm.'

Well, thats basically what the creator is saying While the editor is just getting fed up with the Creator responding wrong--like, 'so who are you planning to traumatize today?' 'I agree'

mmrh, don't look at me- I said I had a vision, didn't say it was a good one.

anyway, where was I going with this? UhHHh. I think I already made my point...probably? I dont wanna go back and reread..so, MOVING ON!

Lets move onto another point well..

I'll be honest, its not really a point More a question, since im getting tired and its been like..idk a night or two?

Would the MHA crew be allowed to use their phones? I've seen alot(not really, but lets ignore that) of the trend make the catalyst of not causing havoc the idea of being able to gain insight about the future since its an anime and manga after all..

But, if ever they still had access to their phones and were told the name of their anime—actually no, even just the knowledge they're an anime

Once they get over the fact they aren't real over here, and a simple search of their name with a few clicked BOOM! there's their future and everything else they could find on a simple google page.

...

eeeeehh Im tired. Maybe I'll update this when I actually get more points Maybe I'll actually be serious about the tags

Maybe I'll get over the fact I put a time limit on my head since I asked the person-creator who gave me alot of inspo on this whole thing cuz guilt without reason is a hobby

who knows? all I know is that im going back to reading immortal no filter izuku crack fics sleeping. Going back to sleeping. yep.

:DD take a coffee if you're actually still here☕ Have fun on this night. or day. or morning. or--

yk what, have a good mutually-neutral-time-in-your-region!

[oiladgivememoney99]

SCP Rewrite Season 2: The Sentient Micro Organism

“Alpha Strike, head off to the Helipad, got a new mission for ya,” Flooper said over the radio.

“Ugh…” Cory groaned, he had been having a great day sitting on the couch and doing nothing, Nikole also reciprocated the lack of a want to do anything.

“You heard him, everyone move,” Triana ordered, the team slowly got up from what they were doing, excluding Lara who sat at the computer.

The team of five moved through the cold, white hallways of the facility, passing by scientists leading D Class to testing chambers, and security guards… well guarding the facility.

“Don’tcha normally get updated before we get missions, LT?” Scott asked.

“Usually, surprise missions aren’t impossible though…”

Nikole looked grumpily at the floor. “I swear to God if we’re on initial containment duty, I’m gonna kill this new General… and that Otis guy,”

“I say do that last one anyway,” Hooper chuckled. “I don’t got a good feelin’ about that guy,”

“No one does,” Lara spoke over the radio. “He’s been enforcing a curfew on the humanoid Skips recently, pretty fucked up,”

“That’s horrible,” Cory said, his eyes widening,”

Triana cleared her throat. “We can discuss this later, team; The General seems to trust him, so-”

“You’ll trust him, yeah,” Nikole interrupted, a look of frustration on her face as they exited into the outside area of the facility.

“There y’all are,” Flooper greeted them, Agent O’Connor was standing behind him looking thoroughly uninterested. “You’ll be investigatin’ Site-016 with O’Connor, put on your Hazmat suits and get goin’”

“I thought containin’ 16 was easy? Just keep it below zero degrees,” Hooper shrugged.

“I thought so too, somethin’ happened to the site that made it breach containment,”

O’Connor cleared her throat. “Which is why I’m investigating it; you’re all here to make sure I don’t die,”

“Just like the last time we worked with you!” Cory nodded.

“...Yes… why do you sound excited about that?” The woman turned her head curiously.

“Cory’s a little strange,” Triana pinched the bridge of her nose.

“Hey!”

---

The helicopter ride was as quiet as it was quick, Alpha Strike and O’Connor landed at the large site, all wearing the yellow hazmat suits they had to wear to avoid the infection. A singular security guard standing at entrance of the outer gate, the team walked towards the entrance.

“Oh shit, you guys are Alpha Strike!” The guard said, looking quite fanboyishly at the group.

“Keep your pants dry, we’re just here to investigate this 016 breach,” Nikole said.

Triana rolled her eyes at the drunk’s antics. “Is there anything you can tell us?”

“I mean, this guy in a suit and fedora came in about a day before the breach, but that’s about it,” The guard shrugged.

“A suit and…” Nikole looked deep in thought.

“Anything else?” Triana asked.

“Nothing that I know man, good luck on your mission!” The guard said as Triana thanked him and ordered the team inside the building.

“Oh uh, order us a pizza,” Cory asked the guard just before he marched into the building with the rest of his team. “I’m kinda hungry,”

“Yessir!”

They entered the first room, large and circular with one door leading to the D Class Cells, another leading to the general Staff area, and the last one leading to 016’s Containment Chamber. They moved east towards it before-

“Help, help me!” A scientist gasped as he came crawling out of the Containment Chamber. “They… they’re all infected in there!”

“That’s why we’re here, sir,”

“Oh thank God, please, please get me out of here, PLEASE!” He yelled that last part, making Cory jump back a little.

“Don’t worry, we’re gonna-”

BANG Cory was interrupted.

Interrupted by Nikole’s revolver shooting a bullet straight into the head of the scientist, Cory, along with the rest of the team barring Triana looked directly at Nikole with looks that ranged from confusion to horror on Cory’s end.

“What the fuck? Nik-”

“He was infected,” Nikole finally let out a breath. “He was infected, fucker was bleeding from the mouth,”

Cory looked at the corpse, he was.

“Sign of Infection,” O’Connor bent down and tapped the corpse with her gloved hand. “Quite good thinking, Miss. Kaminski, let’s keep moving,”

“Yes, I’m glad you were able to make the right decision, Nikole,” Triana congratulated as the team moved into the containment hallway.

Cory still looked blankly at the floor, he still moved, silently though. Hooper’s face flashed a look of concern before going back to his stoicism.

Scott patted Cory on the back to get his attention. “Hey man, she did what she had to do,”

“I know, just a bit shook is all,” Cory breathed out.

“Alright, just get through this mission, alright dude?”

Cory nodded and looked around the hallway they were looking through.

Bodies, so many bodies: bleeding from every orifice possible, some missing body parts and most disturbingly of all; some with brand new ones.

Cory counted one with a third arm, a third leg, seven eyes, and so many more that thinking about it made him vomit.

“Jesus Christ!” Hooper shouted. “What in the goddamn happened here?”

“Nothing I like,” Triana grunted.

Nikole shivered. “Okay I feel less bad about shooting that guy back there, he was gonna go through a lot worse,”

“Even I’ve lost my appetite,” Scott chuckled, not really helping in lighting the mood all that much.

“I am so glad I can’t see this, you don’t even understand,” Lara said. “No signs of life near you, by the way,”

“Thanks for the update, Bluejay,” Triana said.

As opposed to the reactions of Alpha Strike, O’Connor looked lost in thought as usual, inspecting each of the corpses not with fear or disgust, or anger, but mere curiosity. “How was the security on this site?”

“From what I heard it was some of the best,” Lara said. “So that means that the Site Director was either lying, or-”

“This was done on purpose, I can’t say that for sure, but it’s my top theory,” O’Connor said as the moved into 016’s Containment Room.

The room was completely trashed, the room was warm and humid, papers and bodies, mainly of Mobile Task Force Agents were scattered throughout the room; each body was mutilated and most terrifying of all, modified extra eyes, extra arms, gills on the neck and sometimes the chest, one of them even had the appearance of a spider, covered in hair with six extra legs sticking out of his abdomen.

Cory swallowed down the vomit that threatened to come through, the rest of the team looked on in a combined look of horror and shock, even Triana looked like she was about to faint again.

“You guys all went silent, what happened?” Lara asked.

Triana shook it off. “We’re fine, there’s just-”

“MTF,” O’Connor commented, even her voice was a tad shaky at the scene in front of them. “Collect those documents, I’ll investigate these corpses,”

Triana cleared her throat. “You heard the woman, get collecting,”

For some reason, this felt weirdly familiar to Cory, probably nothing.

They scrounged around, slowly investigating the place for documents until Cory found-

“Test log…” He said as he picked up the group of documents off of the floor.

“What?” O’Connor said as she walked over to Cory. “Give me those,”

Cory handed her the pieces of paper, O’Connor’s eyes widened in shock. “Testing logs… a couple days ago,” She mumbled, the smallest hint of shock in her normally toneless voice.

“Who? Who oversaw them?” Triana butted in. Her anger contrasted with O’Connor’s shock, the Detective silently read the papers, rushing through them to look for a name… she found one at the bottom of the final page.

Karl Otis

“Otis? Otis ran these tests?” Triana looked absolutely pissed. “On our own men?”

“That son of a bitch!” Hooper sounded angrier. “We gotta bring this up to Flooper,”

Nikole and Scott gave similar reactions of shock and anger. Cory counted the pockets on each of his team’s uniforms in his head, completely frozen in shock.

“Well that completes my work here,” O’Connor said. “Let’s get going,”

“Yeah I’ve got a lot of talking to do,” Triana grumbled. “Let’s go gas this place,”

“Right, that’s a step in this,” Scott kicked the ground. “Kinda fucked,”

“Trust me, it’ll be better than letting everyone slowly die from 016 in here,” She said as she walked over to a keycard reader on the far wall. She pulled her keycard from her pocket and slid it, fast and rough enough to nearly break it, it beeped as the input went through.

“You got 90 seconds, get outta there now,” Lara said.

The rest of the team quickly ran out of the facility, except Hooper who noticed that.

“Cory!” He yelled out to the man, still frozen in shock.

“Hooper, hurry up!” Lara said over the radio. “Just drag him,”

“Yes ma’am!” Hooper affirmed as he grabbed his wrist, practically dragging the frozen Cory out of the facility.

Cory shook his head as he was halfway down the first hallway they had went down. “Hoop! What’s happening?”

“We’re leavin’, whole site is bein’ gassed,”

“What?”

Hooper threw the man out of the front gate as he got there, Cory landed face first at the feet of Triana. Hooper followed quickly behind him.

“Cory! What the hell happened back there?”

“I-I dunno I just froze up!” Cory squeaked as he pushed himself up from the ground. “I guess seeing what Otis had done just kinda…”

“We’re all pretty fucked up after seeing that,” Scott reassured. “Even frumpy over here,” He chuckled as he pointed to the Detective, who rolled her eyes in response as the team began to walk out of the facility, through the gate.

“Yo, I got your pizza!” The gate guard said, Cory smiled as he grabbed it out of the man’s hand.

“Cory, did you order a fucken’ pizza?” Hooper raised an eyebrow, still invisible under the helmet he was wearing. Cory wondered what his face looked like under it as he slammed the slice onto the front of his helmet… before realising that he was still wearing it and looking down in sadness.

“Yeah, I was hungry…” He pouted.

---

Triana calmly walked into General Flooper’s office, rather modest for the role he had with few things beyond the essential cabinets, tables and chairs within it.

“Hey there Lieutenant, you wanted to talk to me?”

“Yes, on our mission to Site 016 we found something,” Triana placed the documents on the table between them.

“What are-”

“Test logs, Professor Otis was performing tests on 016 in order to create super soldiers,” Triana said, her face briefly scrunching in anger as she spoke. “He’s not working in the interest of The Foundation, we need to-”

“From what I see,” The man interrupted as he read the documents. “He was doing this to help The Foundation more easily contain threats; I don’t see anythin’ wrong with it,”

“We aren’t meant to abuse Skips for power, sir,” Triana gritted her teeth. “If we keep letting him get away with this-”

“Away with what? Tryin’ to help out The Foundation!” Flooper raised his voice. “We ain’t gonna be talkin’ about this no more,”

“But-”

“I said leave!”

Triana clenched her fists, ready to punch this… heartless, Otis sucking fucker in the face until.

She sighed, leaving the room in defeat.

[electrosspidey]

𝗔/𝗡: second drabble! I haven’t really had any inspiration lately so if anyone has any requests feel free to send them in! constructive criticism is very welcome as well! :)

𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: none

𝗪𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗖𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁: 726

𝗣𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗱𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀, 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘀, 𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗼𝗱𝗯𝗼𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘀!

𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗘𝗬𝗘𝗦 𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗘𝗗 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦, Peter gazed at you adoringly. He watched as you smelled the flowers outside the nursery with a small smile on your face . Not wanting to stay without your touch for even a moment, Peter sidled up next to you and slid his hand into yours.

He leaned his head on your shoulder, and grinned. “Whatcha lookin’ at?”

You tore your attention from the bright flowers in front of you and turned to Peter.

“What’s it look like?”you asked with a grin to match Peter’s.

“Well”— he exhaled deeply—“it looks like you’re not paying attention to me.” Peter looked up at you with his big brown eyes as a pout spread over his lips.

You rolled your eyes. You put both of your hands on Peter’s face and squished his face. You laid a wet kiss on his bent nose. “That enough attention for you? ”

Peter quirked his eyes brows as best as he could while you were smushing his face. He pulled himself away, rubbing his face like a wounded dog.

“Must you always treat me like a baby?” He sighed.

“You keep acting like one,” you replied, chuckling slightly. You turned back to the flowers you were admiring before.

Not quite satisfied with your answer, Peter nudged your arm. You ignored him; all you wanted to do was look at the flowers.

“Hey,” Peter said into your ear, “what type of flowers are those?” He pointed to a light bluish-purple bunch next to the one you were currently focussed on.

You smiled affectionately and leaned forward to inhale the flowers’ odoriferous scent. Glancing at Peter through the side of your eye, you informed him, “Those are bluebells.”

He pulled you so that you were leaning back on his chest. “Yeah?” They have a meaning or somethin’?” He murmured while nipping at your ear.

“They mean kindness,” you replied while looking at him lovingly.

Peter scanned the flower arrangement once more. “How ‘bout those?” He pointed to another bluish-purple bunch.

“Those are salvias. Since they’re blue, they mean ‘think of you,’ but if they were red they’d mean ‘forever mine,’” you told him.

Peter quirked his eyebrows, looking at you curiously. “Like in a crazy, possessive way or in an affectionate ‘I’m gonna love you forever’ way?”

You bit your lip in thought. “I think in more of a crazy, possessive way.”

“Remind me not to get those for you ever,” Peter muttered, making you giggle. Peter’s eyes twinkled at the sound of your sweet laugh.

After tearing his gaze from you, Peter looked back at the assortment. “Alright, what about those ones over there?”he asked, pointing at a bunch of red flowers.

“Those, Petey, are red tulips. People usually consider them ‘a declaration of love,’”you drawled slightly. “I also like to consider them my favorite flower,” you grinned.

“Is that so?” Peter glanced at you with a soft look in his eyes.

“Yes, actually that is s-”

Just then you were interrupted by one of the workers, Joey as his name tag read, at the nursery.

“Hey, I noticed you guys were looking at the flowers. Is there anything I can get you guys?”

You began to tell him that the two of you were just looking, but Peter beat you to it.

“Yes, actually. Could we get a couple of those red tulips right there?” He asked, motioning to the flowers in question.

“Sure thing!” Joey picked out a couple of the brightest one and wrapped them up in a piece of string. Peter went inside to pay for them and soon came out, swinging the door open with a smile just as bright as the flowers in his hands.

“For you, sweetheart.” Peter bowed slightly, making you laugh sweetly. You brought the flowers to your face and inhaled the fragrant scent.

You sighed, giving Peter, who was still grinning widely, a knowing glance. “You didn’t have to get me these y’know.”

“Actually, I really did have to. It’s my moral obligation as your boyfriend.” Peter simpered, leaning in to give you a series of gentle pecks.

You leaned your forehead on his. “Thank you, Pete.” You looked into his eyes, hoping to display your immeasurable love for him through yours.

Peter seemed to understand and responded in a gentle tone, “You’re welcome lovie.”

𝗛𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱!

𝟯.𝟭𝟭.𝟮𝟮

[diavolosthots]

I'm lonely, contemplating life, and mildly angered so I decided to continue this. Guess this is going to be my comfort series on bad nights.

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚MAMMON proposing headcanons ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

Marriage was never something he extensively thought about. Of course, he would like a giant wedding with things all dedicated to him, and his s/o, but that’s where the issue comes in. 

As much as he likes to think there’s someone out there for everyone, it always seemed like destiny or whatever skipped over him and he wouldn’t have that someone.

Until you came along, of course, his little MC. His precious jewel, more valuable than all the gold and Grimm combined. You brought light and laughter and joy into his world and made him believe that maybe the heavens hadn’t skipped over him; you are his heaven. 

It definitely was a shock to him, or was it? As much as he likes to say you were totally annoying in the beginning and he couldn’t stand your guts, that’s simply not true. He admired you, for a human, and he realized pretty quickly that you would be special to everyone, but especially him. 

Seeing as he is your self proclaimed protector and the best you’ll ever have, he needs a ring that will represent that, and the best part? He worked hard for it. 

Yes you heard that right, he actually saved his Grimm to get one he loved and would represent you really well, or at least he thinks it would represent you really well. 

He kind of knew what he was looking for, even if he couldn’t put an exact finger on it until he saw it. 

The ring he decided on was a gold, split ring, with the top part thicker than the bottom. It was still just one ring, it just opened up on the main stone. The main stone was an oval diamond, topped and surrounded by smaller diamonds. The bottom of the split also surrounded the main diamond before getting smaller and smaller. It almost looked like the diamond was wearing a crown, which only seems fitting, considering you’re royalty to him. 

He was proud of his find, very proud. Although he could only hope that you would also like it. 

Proposing was a whole different spiel. He wanted it to be natural and fun, when the time is right, so he carried the ring around for weeks in his jacket’s pocket in hopes to capture the right moment, until one day he did

You both were running away from Lucifer, having been part of a prank that Satan initiated although Lucifer only seemed to be chasing you two for whatever reason. Mammon and you ran through the Devildom streets, half scared and half laughing out loud, holding each other’s hands until you hid behind one of the castle’s many outside walls. 

Heavy breathing and grinning faces painted the night sky between you two and you leaned in to kiss him, feeling him melt against you. 

“(Y/N),... there’s somethin’ I needa tell ya…” He pulled back sheepishly, feeling himself get more and more nervous with every passing second, but he can’t back out now. The ring was already burning holes into his pocket.

Concerned washed over your face as you looked at him, “what is it? Hurry… I don’t want Lucifer to catch us…

Lucifer, right… he momentarily forgot about the guy. Shaking his head, he smiled softly, taking the silly sunglasses off so you could really see him. 

“Before Lucifer can even get a hand on ya, I need ya to hold mine…” He smiles softly, taking one of your hands in his before stepping back a bit. 

“(Y/N)..... I ain’t one to get sappy, although ya tell me different all the time… but yer mean the world to me, literally. I thought, for the longest time… I thought I ain’t ever gonna have anyone, that what my brothers say is true and that I ain’t nothin’ but useless and a waste of space…”

He looks sadly at you for a moment before his face beams up again and he squeezes your hand, taking a knee in front of you and pulling out the box, opening it up to reveal the ring with a grin on his face. 

“But that ain’t true. Ya love me for who I am, and ya do silly things like this with me, all because ya love me, and I love ya too… I love ya so much, (Y/N), I can’t imagine another day without ya by my side… I want ya in my life forever, really, until the world falls to pieces and nothing exists anymore, and even beyond that… so, (Y/N), please… will you marry me?” 

[luuxxart]

LUXX THE ROBOT AU??? HELLO YOU NEVER TOLD ME ABOUT THIS IM IN LOVE PLEASE ELABORATE

AH WELL,, YOU SEE,,,, i hadn't really intended on doing anything w it for a while but then i made some good doodles and i was like. ah i guess i'll just go ahead and do somethin with this lmaoooo

so info and doodles are under the cut and here's the mentioned post in case this gets buried in the eventual tag haha

i kind of just started doodling the idea in december. i dont remember why lmao but,. it was a thing (Ren was originally going to be based on Sumire as well and utilize Prince Charming). and then i did these two drafts of a comic for the new year lmao (i might finish them later but for now here they are)

so heres the basic gist of the au without going into spoilers (jic i want to actually write this in the future, and,,,, i do have a small piece of a beginning bit of prose)

five years after the events of Royal, shadows are on the rise again, and specifically, they are present outside of palaces, much like in Port Island. Okumura Foods is rebranded into Okumura Tech, and with help from the Kirijo Group, a new line of Anti-Shadow Suppression Weapons which are not as advanced as ASWs like Aigis or Labrys so as to avoid any unecessary thinking on their part and so they can be mass produced.

(also yeah i know im missing an "S" there. im not taking chances. but in the fic futaba and akira will be calling them a**-bots. its too funny to pass up)

however, it becomes increasingly clear that they need a free thinking weapon to take care of some of the bigger shadows, so Okumura Tech goes through a few constructions, trying to recreate Aigis. nothing is really working. the personas they're trying to produce are overwhelming the Plumes of Dusk. in fact, a few end up being total disasters that have to be destroyed at all costs.

finally, they manage to recruit Mishima, who is just coming out of college with a doctorate degree in AI design (having switched from a degree in general coding, inspired by the advent of ASWs). instead of just using the Plumes of Dusk, Mishima introduces the idea of AI to aid the Plumes in persona construction. think the Cores from Portal, except they can't be separated from the ASW or the Plume of Dusk.

so Mishima, still worshipping the ground Joker walks on, constructs an ASW in Akira's image, codenamed Joker, who ends up rebelling against Okumura Tech (feeling that something nefarious is afoot). Joker renames himself Renegade (Ren for short) and just kind of adopts Amamiya for a reason i'll have to figure out as i write.

Mishima's persona is half-AI based and half-awakening. Talos is an AI that he designed, but when he gets so stressed out that he awakens his persona, the AI sort of merges into his psyche. He's a Nav (just your regular old Otacon guy in the chair archetype) but he can do damage if need be. (also im bringing this meme back bc i love it)

also, Ren's persona is. a secret. mostly because its a reference to a real AI/antivirus and that reference sort of would reveal the antagonist. i dont want to reveal that before i even write the story haha

the story itself is told between Akira and Ren's perspectives at vastly different times. Akira's starts when Mishima shows up at his door after a major disaster at Okumura Tech. hijinx and romance ensue. Ren's starts when he tracks down Akechi, hoping the former Detective Prince will help him figure out why the shadows resurfaced in the first place and if there's anything going on under the surface of Okumura Tech.

oh and this is very much detached from anything regarding the Uncle Adachi AU haha im still using Mishima's persona user design and persona from the Bunny AU tho. itd be a short fic. hopefully six chapters at most. probably more mature than Everyone's a Ki/ller??? remains to be seen.

and yes. haru and mitsuru would of course also be major characters.

[limey-self-inserts]

tease

Word Count: 1,086 Warnings: N/A F/O(s): Aniketos (romantic) Summary: Aniketos and Soldagand have a little talk about Ani’s new guest/interest

art tag: @call--me--home, (dryad buddy) @carbo-ships

-----

“And how’s your guest doin’?”

Aniketos stopped in the middle of his lavender harvest, glancing back over his shoulder at Soldagand. He was knee-deep in this particular grove, having found a handful of the plants that were looking on their way to drying out already and as such the bumblebees were keeping those well alone. Soldagand was sat outside the grove, perched on a tree trunk that had been cut many, many years ago, but whose tree had struggled to get back to work and as such was very tenuously returning in a rather low-growing V shape. A basket sat at Sol’s feet, heavy with mead (for Aniketos), bread (for Sol), and dried dates (to snack on during their wandering of the woods while Ani harvested various flowers for his next array of spun-sugar cakes).

“My - oh, yes.” Aniketos had to rewind his mind briefly, the pair having been discussing the upcoming harvest dance in the town nearby. As such the topic of conversation had shifted quite suddenly. “My guest. They’ve recovered almost fully, while not perhaps strong enough to walk around for a long time. I have left the squirrels in charge of keeping them company.”

“You ain’t worried that somethin’ might happen with them left alone?” Sol asked.

“I gave them firm instructions not to get up or push themselves. There’s no concern of anyone managing to enter my tree unless they are fae, and even then the only regular visitors that fit that description are yourself and Alora, so I’m quite at ease leaving them to rest in seclusion,” Ani replied.

“...That it? No worries about them runnin’ off with somethin’ of yours? Mortals can be trickier than fae at times, and there’s plenty who’d spend a handful of coin to pay for a fae trinket.” Soldagand’s brow furrowed in mild concern.

“I trust them not to do so,” Aniketos said firmly, turning back towards the lavender. “It’s been almost a week, and you know I have very good instincts on mortals. They haven’t shown any signs that suggest trickery or ill-intent. If anything they’ve been rather forthcoming and polite, almost apologetic about the whole situation.”

“Mmm, the good ones do seem to be the ones who apologise the most,” Soldagand agreed with a nod of the head. “Got a name for ‘em?”

“Avon.”

“...Ani.” 

“What?” Aniketos glanced back to Sol, and was greeted by a wide, bright and hugely amused grin. “....Is there something wrong?”

“You just said that one name with so much tenderness I’da thought you were gathering nectar instead of flowers. Also, you’re bloomin’ just a little,” Sol said with a chuckle. Glancing down, Aniketos quickly brushed away the pair of jacaranda flowers from the lower brushes of his hair, despite the fact a couple more were bursting in behind his ear.

“I am allowed to like my guests, Soldagand. Especially if they happen to be particularly nice,” Ani replied, briskly striking through the stems of the lavender to hurry into his bag.

“Do you hear yourself right now? ‘Particularly nice’. You and I have talked about plenty mortals who you’ve picked up, whether lost in winter or starvin’ or hurt. You’ve never spoken about one like this.” Sol rested his chin on his hand, elbow perched neatly on his knee as he grinned. “You’re swooning for ‘em.”

“Oh Sun I am - I am not - it is not polite for the host to act upon feelings towards their guest. Especially one that was badly injured.”

“There it is! There it is!” Soldagand clapped his hands together as Aniketos took a moment to stare up towards the sky, wondering if Oa would consider striking him for just a few seconds. But then he slowly pivoted back towards Sol with a smile of his own.

“I daresay you are one to talk considering you were stumbling over your words whenever a certain young wizard was mentioned,” Ani commented. “Stomach a-flutter, cheeks dark in flush, a fear on your mind that you might scare her off with your stature and might.”

“...Aight, that’s mean but I’ll take it,” Soldagand mumbled, rubbing a hand at the back of his neck. “Ah - but - hey! I certainly wasn’t fawnin’ over her right after meetin’.”

“That I’m not privy to knowing. What I am privy to knowing is how a week or so after your first meeting you came to me to confess your heart-over-head feelings about her and then swore me to an oath that I wouldn’t tell her myself,” Aniketos continued on. 

“Considerin’ how long you’ve known Avon, I’d say we’re even then,” Sol said with a short chuckle. “Ani, you bloomed when you just said their name! You’re in real deep. The question is if you’re gonna do somethin’ about that before they wander off into the blue yonder and leave your dryad heart ‘n’ soul pinin’ mighty fierce after them.”

“Like how you and Carly danced around each other for nearly two seasons before you properly kissed and confessed your feelings?”

There was some sweet amusement in how Sol seemed to physically lean back from Aniketos’ rebuttal, his own flustered blush turning his green face to a shade of not-quite-brown. 

“Carly stayed though,” Soldagand brought up once he recovered, his voice sombering a fair amount for the teasing conversation. “She kept comin’ back after she left your tree, and, well, her presence let the heart grow ever fonder. I wasn’t too afraid of losin’ her because she never went far. Even now with the mage school, she isn’t too far for us…for me.” 

Letting out a long breath, he reached down into the basket, pulling out a few dates to munch on. Aniketos completed his lavender harvest, tying the bag to his belt before carefully wading out of the grove. As Sol picked up their basket, he gave Ani a small nudge on the arm.

“I’m sayin’ this as a friend, alright? Ask them if they want to come back. Let them know they’re gonna be welcome still, even once they’re hearty enough to get back on the road. Maybe they’ll stick around a while longer,” Soldagand explained. “You’re allowed to have feelin’s for someone.”

“...What if they do not reciprocate?” Aniketos questioned.

“Then they can still be a friend. You like them, they like you from what you’ve said, the world’s a little sweeter for havin’ another friend in it.” 

The pair trudged on through the woodlands, with Aniketos’ heart a little fuller and his mind turning for plans ahead.

[dialovers-translations]

Diabolik Lovers DARK FATE ー Yuma Dark [02]

ー The scene starts in the kitchen

Yui: ( ...Hm, just a few more minutes in the oven, I suppose? )

Yuma: ...Hm? What’s this smell? 

Yui: I’m making a pot pie (1) with some of the leftover vegetables. 

*Ping*

Yui: Ah! Seems like it’s ready!

Yuma: ...Heeh. It looks nicely baked! Ya did a pretty good job, huh? 

I’ll take it out of the oven, so step back, ‘kay? 

Don’t want ya cryin’ like a lil’ baby after ya burn yerself. 

Yui: I-I wouldn’t cry!

Yuma: Yeah right.

ー Yuma takes the pie out of the oven and places it on the counter

*Thud*

Yuma: ...It really looks hella delicious!

Yui: Would you like to taste it then? 

Yuma: Oh! Glad ya asked!

Yui: Ah, but it’s the fist time I’ve tried this recipe, so I’m afraid I can’t make any promises about the taste?

Yuma: Hehe. Whatcha suddenly gettin’ all negative for?

...Well, if there’s some weird shit in there, I’ve got an iron stomach, so no worries. 

Yui: I didn’t put anything weird in there!

( I was hoping Yuma-kun would try it one day... )

( I didn’t think my wish would be granted so soon though. )

( I hope I seasoned it to his liking... )

ー Kou and Azusa join them in the kitchen

Kou: What are the two of you up to~?

Azusa: It smells good in here...

Yui: Kou-kun, Azusa-kun!

Yuma: We’re gonna eat, so don’t get in our way. 

Kou: Heeh...That looks delicious!

Azusa: That pie...Did you bake it, Eve? 

Yui: Yes, exactly. I tried my hand at a vegetable and salmon pot pie. 

Azusa: Sounds good. I want to try it as well...

Kou: M-neko-chan, where’s my shareー?

Yui: I’m sorry. I only made one since I was only testing out the recipe. 

Kou: Ehー!? Which means Yuma-kun gets the exclusive honor of enjoying your homemade meal!? 

Azusa: ...I’m jealous of him. 

Yui: I’ll get all the ingredients I need to make it again tomorrow or something, so...

Kou: I can’t wait that long!

*Rustle*

Kou: I’m begging you? Hey, is there really nothing you can do? 

*Rustle*

Azusa: ...I want to try it now as well. 

Yui: W-Wait, you guys! Don’t suddenly cling onto me...!

*Rustle*

Yuma: ...Ya can have the food. So just back off for now. 

Yui: Eh? ...Y-Yuma-kun...

Kou: I knew you’d understand, Yuma-kun! Well then, time to dig in~!

Azusa: Kou, I’ll cut it in half with a knife, so wait...

*Cling*

Azusa: ...Nn...This is really good...

Kou: ...Nn...You’re absolutely right! I expected no less from our M-neko-chan~! You’ll be an excellent wife in the future!

Yui: T-Thanks.

( I’m glad the two of them seem so pleased but... )

( I’m not sure how I feel about Yuma-kun handing over his food so readily... )

Yuma: ...Why do ya look so down? 

Yui: I mean...I wanted you to try it...

Yuma: What other choice did I have? They were bein’ darn persistent. 

Well, I worked up an appetite for somethin’ else anyway. 

Makin’ sure those two behave by givin’ them somethin’ to chew on just happened to work in my favor as well. 

Yui: ( In his favor...? Also what is this ‘something else’...? )

Selection

→ The fridge is empty, you know? (S)

Yui: The fridge is empty, you know?

Kou: Let’s go grocery shopping then! I’ll try my best as the knight in shining armor keeping you safe~!

Azusa: I’ll guard you as well...

Yuma: Listen to the whole damn story! That’s not what I meant!

→ I’ll go to the store then (M)

Yui: I’ll go grocery shopping right away then!

Yuma: ...Haah!?

Yui: The fridge is completely empty, so I have to go shopping before I can cook...

Azusa: ...Yuma, are you going to let Eve go outside all by herself here in the Demon World...? 

Kou: Poor M-neko-chan...Yuma-kun, you heartless brute!

Yuma: Hold up, it’s all one big misunderstandin’!

Yui: Um...Then what should I...?

Yuma: I never said I was gonna eat actual food!

ー Yuma moves closer again

Yuma: And there’s only one other thing to eat besides food, right? ...Nn. 

ー He bites her 

Yui: Ah...!

Yuma: ...Nn...Nnh...!

Haah...Your blood is a real treat in my eyes...Nn...Kuh...

Yui: ( My body is burning...! His fangs are sinking inside my nape... )

Kou: Nn...Ahーah. Yuma-kun got away with the win in the end. 

Azusa: Her homemade meals are delicious too but Eve’s blood...is the ultimate feast. 

Yuma: I’m not sharin’ any with ya guys. Yui...belongs to me after all...Nnh. 

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) パイ包み or ‘pai-tsutsumi’ is a general term for any kind of ingredients wrapped into puff pastry. Since Yui is using savory ingredients in this case, I translated it as  ‘pot pie’. 

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[writeforfandoms]

Merry Go Round of Life 7

Find my masterlist

Here we are. Chapter 7. Stuff is happening, we’re getting to see more of plotty stuff. We’re still nowhere near the end, I have Plans still, but! 

This will be Din Djarin x f!reader eventually. Don’t hold your breath folks, this one’s a slow burn. Sort of.

Warnings: Some mild violence. Some magic. 

Taglist: @tibbietibbs​ @fandom-blackhole​ @pedrocentric​ @shoopidly​ @sarahjkl82-blog​ @cannedsoupsucks​ @zinzinina​ @beskarprincessjenny 

In which there is some adventuring

“Now?” you asked, surprised. It wasn’t late, there was still sunlight out, but it wasn’t going to be light for much longer.

“Now,” Djarin confirmed, sweeping over to his work area and starting to gather things up.

A bit perplexed, you picked up the kid and shrugged at Peli. Well, if the wizard said so, it looked like you were going with him. He wouldn’t take the kid anywhere dangerous, which likely meant that, by extension, you’d be fine. 

Djarin nodded when you walked back over to him, and he opened the door again and ushered you out first. You stepped down into the sand, taking a moment to adjust. It was slippery under your feet, softer than you were used to feeling. It was a very curious feeling, but not altogether unpleasant. 

“I’m Cobb Vanth,” the silver-haired man said, holding out a hand to you. You took it after a moment of juggling the child to your other side, giving him your name in turn. 

“Which way?” Djarin asked before you and Vanth could talk further. 

“It’s not too far,” Vanth said, jerking his head and starting to walk. You kept pace with the two men, although you had the feeling they were taking pity on you and walking slower than they otherwise would. Well, that suited you fine. You could only hobble so fast.

“You say you found this crystal near your town?” Djarin asked as he walked.

“‘S right,” Vanth agreed. “There’s a deposit of ‘em. Too close to the creature, now. Can’t get close without getting trampled. Once the creature’s gone, you’re welcome to as many of ‘em as you want.”

Djarin hummed quietly at that and then fell silent. Vanth looked at you, and you shrugged and continued walking. It was a bit harder to walk in the sand than you were used to, and before long Djarin reached over and took the kid from you. You rather wished you’d grabbed your trusty walking stick before you’d left. Vanth offered you his arm, which you took with a grateful murmur.

“Not much farther,” Vanth told both of you as the sun slid towards the horizon. “We’ll be there before full dark.”

Well, that wasn’t as reassuring as he thought it was. You huffed but soldiered on, grateful for the assistance. 

Finally, the village wavered on the edge of your vision, slipping in and out of sight for a while. It was quite curious, but you didn’t quite dare to ask Djarin or Vanth about the illusion effect. It also occurred to you that your eyes were possibly just acting their current age. (Another thing to wallop the Witch for.) 

And then all at once you were just outside the village. Only a few people were still out and about, but you could see lights flickering in the huts. 

“C’mon,” Vanth murmured to the two of you. “My place is this way. You can stay the night and start out first thing.”

Djarin started to protest but Vanth still had you firmly in his grasp, and he led you away. You heard Djarin sigh behind you and then start after you, and you smiled a little.

“It’s very kind of you to let us stay,” you murmured to Vanth.

“Oh it’s no trouble, ma’am,” he replied with a grin. “I like havin’ visitors over.” He shot you a wink, and you half-hid your chuckle behind a hand. “How’d you end up working for the wizard, anyway?”

“It’s a long story,” you deflected, waving a hand airily. “I’m sure a youngster like yourself wouldn’t be interested in anything so dull.” 

"Indulge me?" Vanth asked, giving you his undivided attention. 

You hesitated and then started crafting a somewhat vaguely truthful account. "I'm from Kalevala," you said, starting out speaking slowly. "I decided that I wanted to see more of the world, so I left home. I found the castle as I was walking and let myself in."

Vanth choked briefly on air as he opened the front door for you. "You let yourself in? Ma'am, you are far braver than I."

You waved off his compliment. "That's when I met the child. And, well, I have experience with my niece, you know. So I offered my services to the wizard."

"Offered?" Djarin drawled from behind you, very nearly giving you a heart attack. 

You made a face at the wizard. He wasn't exactly wrong. 

"Well, that's quite a story," Vanth said, looking between the two of you like he wasn't sure he'd gotten the whole story. Good instincts on this one. "Have y'all eaten? I can whip somethin' up for you."

"No, thank you," Djarin answered. He handed the kid back to you, and you cradled the little one easily. 

Vanth nodded after a moment. "Make yourselves at home," he offered, waving at the space. He kicked his boots off and padded further inside. 

You exchanged looks with Djarin, shrugged, and carefully toed your own shoes off. You were going to poke around (just a little), but Djarin expertly herded you to the couch. 

"Let the kid sleep," was all the explanation he offered. You huffed but gave in, settling there for the moment.

Honestly, it wasn't as awkward as you would have feared. Not to mention the walk had worn you out more than you'd anticipated. By the time it was fully dark, you'd fallen asleep on the couch. You roused only briefly when Djarin encouraged you to lay down flat, the kid sprawled across your torso, and then you were out again. 

Gentle nudges roused you in the morning, and you blinked your eyes open, bleary and a bit irritated.

"We're going now," Djarin murmured to you. He was crouched next to the couch, in his usual armor. 

"Hmm?" You blinked at him, lifting one hand to rub crust out of your eyes. 

"Vanth is showing me where the creature lives," Djarin reminded you patiently. 

You grumbled something unintelligible at him. Djarin chuckled and stood. 

"Go back to sleep," he told you. "I'll be back soon." 

You lifted your head to watch him leave. Vanth nodded to you and shut the door after the two of them. Your head hit the pillow again and you were out. 

You woke again later to little hands patting your cheeks, and you smiled without opening your eyes. 

"Good morning," you murmured to the kid, who burbled happily at you. You cleared your eyes carefully and looked at the kid. "Hungry?"

The kid cooed, and you got up carefully. You weren't as sore or stiff as you thought you would be, which was nice. It didn't take long to find a little something for the kid to eat, but you both grew bored quickly. 

"Shall we take a look around?" You asked the kid. He blinked up at you, and you carried him outside. You didn't plan to go far, you just wanted to look around. Stave off some boredom waiting for Djarin to return. 

The village was small. You might even use quaint, if asked. It was a handful of huts and other buildings, with one general store and a few other odds and ends. Sand stretched out in all directions from the village, but you could see some greenery. Likely the crops Vanth had mentioned before. 

You wandered over closer to look. In the clear light of day, the footprints you could see looked… large. Just a little worrisome.

"Well, whatever did this clearly wasn't happy," you murmured to the child, crouching down to get a better look at the crops and the footprints. "Look at the size of these! Why, I would certainly like to flee from anything with feet so large." 

The kid cooed his agreement of that, looking around with big eyes. He wiggled to be put down, and you set him on his feet. He promptly stuck one of his feet in the massive footprint with a quiet noise of awe. Then he stuck his other foot in. And then jumped up and down a few times for good measure before he turned to you with a toothy grin. 

"Ah, I see. You vanquished the footprint. Well done, my little friend." You chuckled. "Let's see how the remaining crops fare, hmm?" 

The answer to that was not well. They looked traumatized - smaller than they should be and not at all healthy looking.

"Well, this won't do," you tutted. "Straighten up there, plants! Yes, you've had a fright, but you can do better than this! People depend on you, you know. You'd better get in shape soon." 

A villager passing nearby gave you a look that was equal parts scared and wary and hurried away. 

"How's that for gratitude?" You grumbled as you stood up straight. You looked down, expecting to see the child agreeing with you, and found no child. It took you a few moments to locate him, during which you had a minor heart attack. He was busy toddling away from you as fast as his little legs could carry him, heading further into the desert. "Kid?"

He made a noise somewhere between distressed and angry, and you caught up to him quickly.

"Show me," you told the kid, picking him up. There was a sense of urgency about him that you couldn't ignore. 

The kid pointed off towards the desert, and you took off at a brisk walk. You could still see evidence of the creature as you walked - half-erased footprints in the sand, a few dung heaps, a tuft of dark, matted fur. You could also see occasional footprints from Djarin and Vanth. Worry started to gnaw at your insides. 

The ground started to slope downwards, and rocks started to accumulate. It wasn't long before you were looking at… not quite a mountain. A hill, certainly. With a lot of mud. Sandy mud. You could feel it squishing under your shoes. 

You found Vanth first, crouched down behind some boulders. He hissed at you both, waving you over.

"What are you doin'?" He demanded. "It's not safe out here! The wizard said to stay out of it and stay here!" 

You set your jaw stubbornly. "I'm going to check on him," you said, shaking your head. "I'll be careful." 

"At least gimme the kid," Vanth tried. 

"Where I go, he goes." You stepped around the boulders and started towards the muddy depression. You could see a cave opening yawning in front of you. It took you a moment to spot the creature, but only a moment. It was well away from you, head lowered, gigantic horn aimed at the wizard. Who was sprawled inelegantly on his back on the ground, covered in mud and muck. 

The kid let out a cry, and you found yourself mirroring him. The great head swung towards you and the kid, and Vanth yelled a warning. The creature snorted and then charged.

The kid raised a hand, eyes closing in concentration, and you felt the air around the two of you humming and vibrating with energy. So you focused on the kid, well aware that whatever was happening, he was doing it. 

“Good, kid,” you murmured encouragingly. “You can do it. I know you can. I can feel how much strength you have - you’re quite impressive, actually.” 

The creature stopped advancing towards the two of you and slowly lifted up into the air, its feet still going. It bellowed, clearly confused. 

“Good, very good. Hold it there,” you instructed the kid. “You’re doing an excellent job. Just hold it a little longer.” 

Djarin had jumped to his feet at all the yelling, and stood staring (so far as you could tell) at the scene until Vanth yelled something. You couldn’t quite hear, honestly, too focused on the child in your arms and the scene unfolding in front of you. But Djarin pulled a knife from… somewhere, you honestly weren’t sure where, and ran up to the creature. One quick plunge and twist of the knife, and it was over. The creature dropped to the ground. The kid slumped in your arms.

And you abruptly found yourself sitting in the mud, dizzy and euphoric and so scared, staring up at the wizard before you.

[tsunarinx]

Haikyuu boys reacting to your Arachnophobia

Inspired by me stressing out at 4 in the morning about a dead spider and my dog not eating it.

Warnings: A lot of swearing lmfao, Arachnophobia (fear of spiders), a lot of stress SJIAFLEHS.

No seriously- I hate spiders, I cannot tolerate them.

Ft: Miya Osamu, Miya Atsumu,  Suna Rintarō

Osamu

This man was living in Hyōgo, he’s used to bugs, cockroaches, and spiders.

He really doesn’t give a damn if this eight-legged creature is strolling around the corners of the houses.

But you on the other hand...

He had witnessed a whole ass battle scream happening in the bathroom...

He heard you scream. End of story.

He heard you full on ear bleed type screaming. 

“‘SAMUU! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE AND HELP ME!” Of course, since you were freaking out, he ran out of the shared bedroom over to you. His eyes widen as your screams projectively get louder only to pause mid way in the door frame.

“So this is what ya were screaming about-?” he says, standing in relief, disbelief, and ‘what the fuck’ type attitude.

“YES, NOW GET IT OUT. THROW IT AWAY, SHRED IT, TAKE IT OUTSIDE! DO SOMETHING!” He had heard about your Arachnophobia but he didn’t think it was this severe for you to be screaming over a small, thin spider.

“Please, someone just get it out,” you laugh out. You knew that your actions were over board but I’m sorry, they just can’t- 

You start literally stressing out. Osamu getting your hint of distress. It’s not even a hint anymore.

“Okay, okay, jus’ chill.” This mans picks it up, with. His. Hands.

“A’m going to throw it outside so relax will ya?” he calmly puts it in his hands, walking to the front door.

He throws it out, washes his hands, and comforts your stressed well being.

“’s alright. ‘s gone.” He strokes your hair gently, his eyes getting heavier by the minute.

Honestly, this man is judgmental free. Actually the quite opposite. He thought it was kind of adorable seeing you in a vulnerable state over a bug.

Get yourself a mans like him, spider remover, handsome man. :)

Atsumu

Just like Osamu, this mans is used to it.

But he isn’t like ‘I don’t give a fuck about them’,,, like he doesn’t like them either but someones got to be the man in this relationship.

He honestly teases you of your fear of spiders.

Like he purposely points out the spiders in your house this mf

You were casually just doing your laundry, hauling things into the laundry until you noticed a huge web,,, so you look a little closer because you’re a curious person and your curiosity gets the best of you.

You also didn’t want to wake a napping Atsumu because he literally got no sleep last night. He had just come home from an overseas game and he was jet lagged, so instead of waking your boyfriend, you check for yourself.

Big. Ass. Mistake.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” your prominent voice bouncing off the walls. 

Atsumu is a man that doesn’t wake up to full ass thunderstorms or his alarm. But your voice will wake him up, even the tiniest whisper. So when he heard your voice, he sat up with widen eyes, getting up from bed, and strutting towards the source of the scream.

“Babe, ‘s somethin’ wrong?” he says while rubbing his eyes.

“O-oh hey love, uhm no everything’s great.” He didn’t quite believe you because of him, seeing the love of his life, crouching on top of the washer, with a bug repellent, saying they’re fine.

He eyes the nozzle of the spray, then directs his eyes to where it’s facing.

Oh.

“‘s that spider the reason why yer flipping out?” he says while getting a tissue from the top shelf and smushing the spider, collecting the web too.

“Y-Yeah, sorry I woke you up.” you let out.

“Mm, at least I got to save my princess.” he winks at you and smirks.

“’A also get too,,,” he lifts up the tissue. Your eyes comically get huge.

In conclusion, he chased you around the house with the tissue until you begged for him to throw it away. You also revoked his cuddle pass. But you ended up cuddling anyway.

Suna

He doesn’t like spiders.

He doesn’t touch or kill one for you.

He could also just be too lazy to deal with spider bull shit. Like ‘Leave it be and it’ll die eventually’

But one time, your stress levels were so high,,,

“I have to get so much work done,,, in what,,, the next 2 hours,,,?” you whine to yourself. You were supposed to get your homework done for later todays lecture but Suna had insisted that you would hang out with him on his off day.

You check the time, 3:42 AM. Suna was fast asleep in your shared bedroom, so it was just you, working on your assignments in the living room.

You decided to go grab a coffee for your somnolent body. Your glasses sliding down your nose making everything a little blurry, but manageable.

You plugged the coffee maker into the wall until you felt a web-like texture on the back of your hand.

You check to see your hand at the wall plug to see a huge-ass mother fucking spider. It wasn’t a daddy long legs. No, a spider with actually full, thick legs and an actual body. Probably a mere 2-3 centimeters wide.

You retract your hand, laced with patterned webs, and a smaller spider of the one you just saw.

Y/N.exe has stopped responding.

The only thing bringing you back to life was the sensation of the creature crawling around frantically, looking for its original nest.

“AHHHHHHH GET THIS BITCH ASS OFF OF ME,” you laugh out in stress. Stress levels said high. Suna awoke from his beauty sleep slumber, and he had a slight panic set into his gut. He reaches the kitchen in a matter of few seconds.

“What- What’s wrong-” mans stood there like ‘what the actual fuckity fuck’

“Suna, Rin, PLEASE get it off,” you were full on sobbing now. Stress from homework and stress from spiders just overwhelming you. 

“Okay, okay, just calm down.” Mans is only soft for crying you. He takes a tissue, grimacing as he smashes the spiders and throws it away. 

He comforts you to no end, telling you sweet nothings. Honestly, he was kind of used to spiders, but it was a cute experience to know how you act around spiders.