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reagi-df · 9 months ago

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Febuwhump Day 13: You weren’t supposed to get hurt

Old sketch design for my forgive me au but I’m gonna use it anyway

Donnie stares down at the screen as he types away, he's surrounded by the quietness of the lab. He's exhausted but he needs to finish what he started. It's been a rare few quiet days from having to go against any major Kraang players and he's taking this time to really get things sorted for when the time comes and he wakes up properly.

His fingers slow down on his keypad, eyes automatically looking up to his monitor showing the vital signs. Everything is stable for the moment and Donnie is grateful for that.

“Knock knock” jolting, Donnie shoots his head around and sees Raph standing there. Even though his body doesn't have any eyes, he knows from how his head is tilted he assesses Donnie.

And he doesn't like it.

“Raphael, what can I do for you at this hour” he's glad his mask hides the bags under his eyes.

“Raph could ask you the same thing” the sounds of Raphs metal feet hitting his floor as he walks closer, Donnie lets his ninpō ripple under his skin as he subtly swipes away the taps connected to the chamber.

Raph cant see.

“Why are you still up?”

“Have a lot of things to do. Projects to finish. I need to make sure our defences are up and running frantically, even if the Kraang are being strangely quiet it won't last forever and I need to make sure we're ready” Donnies hands are flying about his keypad as he speaks.

A heavy hand rests on top of his own, stilling him. Donnie looks down at the metal digits, observes the grooves and scratches that litter his brother's metal casing. A sharp prain runs through him at the thought of not seeing his oldest brother's flesh hand again but he knows it's too late now. Even if he tried it wouldn't work.

And he doesn't want to go through that again.

“You need to let me buffer out your hand again” he says absently.

Dragging his tiered eye up to these dimmed lit eyes of his brothers he hears Raph sigh. “Don, please go to sleep. I know its been hard on you but I don't want you to burn yourself out again. I can't go through watching you die right in front of my eyes. Not again.”

Looking away Donnie swallows. “That wasn't my intention.”

“I know” Raph’s hand leaves Donnie’s and he secretly mourns the loss. “But you mean a lot to us Don, we don't want you to keep hurting.”

He stubbornly refuses to look up, “I’m fine, Raph.”

“Please donnie, Le-”

“Dont!” Donnie grits out, cutting off whatever Raph was going to say.

Silence hangs in the air, tension heavy.

Closing his eyes and breathes deeply through his nose, “I'm sorry” he exhales.

Raphs gently places his hand back on Donnies broad shoulder and he leans into the touch. “I know I nag a lot, but I just don't want you to hurt”

Patting Raphs hand “I know big brother” looking up he turns to face Raph, metal hand falling from his shoulder. “Look I promise i'll go to sleep, I just need another 10 minutes”

They both stand there staring at each other, it feels like an eternity before Raph sighs again and steps back. “Okay, I know a losing battle when I see one. Im making the rounds and when I come back and you're not asleep i'm dragging your ass to bed”

Snorting, Donnie bobs his head. “Sure” a small smile forms on his face.

Head shaking fondly, Raph walks to the door but pauses before he leaves. “I meant what I said Don” turning his head around he continues “you mean a lot to us, your family and we do anything for the family.

“Yeah” his voice catches in his throat.

They’ll do anything for their family.

Nodding Raph bids him farewell, “g’night don”

“Night” he whispers.

He stands there for a few seconds before he shuts all of his projects down, he pauses with his hand hovering in the air, he feels his ninpo running through his body, he brings up the tabs containing the chamber again and walks away as he transfers them to his gauntlet.

With a quick few strides to one side of the room, Donnie presses his palm to a hidden compartment, there's a hiss as the doors open. He's glad he never told anyone about this hidden room. It's become very useful for stuff he doesn't want others to see.

The doors close firmly behind him with the lights flickering on, with a flick of his fingers the tabs are transferred to the machine connected to the chamber. “I'll be quick, then you can go back to sleep. Donnie passes his time by making sure everything is working correctly, it usually takes about 10 minutes or so, but he's dragging his feet. He talks about anything that comes to mind, about the time Mikey ended up sleepwalking into a wall, or that time he ended up floating to the ceiling and unable to get down,.

“He’s exhausted, Mikes been doing too much lately”. Donnie muses.

Donnie goes on, speaking about the time when April and he had found a stash of booze, that was strangely still in date, and got drunk. “April was cursing me out, she should've known that my metabolism is superior than hers.” he absently rubs his head from where she smacked him when he did tell her.

His feet bring him closer to the chamber, “Jr is becoming a terror, coming more and more like his mother everyday” Donnie checks the systems and the vitals. “He's learning so fast, it was enjoyable watching him talk cheekily back to April” he pauses and looks down.

“You'd like him,” he whispers.

A dull scratches his attention, turning his head Donnie sees a green hand with an IV cannula strapped to the back, tubing floating around his body. The hand drags down and his claws leave sharp grooves into the glass.

Walking up, Donnie places his own pawl onto the thick glass. Leo stares back at him with dull unseeing eyes, a mask firmly placed onto his mouth while his body is submerged in water.

“I'm sorry,” Donnie whispers as he watches those unseeing eyes flutter and shut.

“Please forgive me” he murmurs to the dead.

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Dropping this here for @febuwhump I was hoping id find something

Im hoping to get close to the juicy bits in Forgive Me, id love it if you'd vote for these boys in the @tmntaucompetition it'll be fun show what ive got planned 😈, as well as going up against other peoples

Again excuse my dyslexic unbetaed

#febuwhump #febuwhump2024 #febuwhumpday13 #forgive me #future donatello #future leonardo #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rottmnt #rottmnt leo #rise leo #rise donnie #rottmnt donatello #fanart #my art

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ihave-atummyache · 6 months ago

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pretty when u cry

Kim Seungmin One Shot

summary: you’re just as bad as him, if not worse. he just didn’t realize it

NSFW!!!! 18++ contains smut!

2.2k words

TOXIC TOXIC TOXIC IM SORRY I CANT STOP

this is purely inspire by that one clip of seungmin crying at a concert and he looked so pretty and he had on that cute little hat. i hope u guys know what im talking abt. he looked so pretty i just kendjskslsmd

also this may or may not be based on. a true story of my life😔

"You're still fucking him?" Your best friend's voice is laced with surprise and you can't help the chuckle that falls from your lips.

"I am. I can't help it! He's just too cute," you look up from your phone to your friend who just shakes her head.

"Aren't you fucking his roommate?"

"Psh," you wave your hand dismissively before locking your phone and placing it face down on the table, "What he doesn't know won't hurt him," you close your eyes and let your head fall back onto the back of the couch.

"Besides, I like to imagine I'm his karma for the way that he treated all these girls, y'know?" you chuckle again and your friend joins in on the laughs.

"But the real question is, who's the better fuck?" you let your best friend's words float through the air for a little before you answer.

"Kim Seungmin, no questions. Jeongin is just... gentle. He's a lover and you can tell. Seungmin fucks and that's all I'm asking for, honestly. You can definitely tell he has the experience," You open your eyes and nudge your best friends's ribs, "Maybe you should take him for a ride. You know, dust those cobwebs off and get some play," you tease your friend and she lets out a loud laugh.

"Unfortunately, he isn't really my type. His friend however..." she trails off and you roll your eyes. Her crush just seems to be evolving more and more.

"Just tell Minho you want to fuck. I'm starting to get sexually frustrated on your behalf," you deadpan but before she can reply, your phone vibrates on the table and you flip it over, a text from Seungmin lighting up the screen.

KSM: u busy?

"Welp," you slap your hands on both of your knees and stand, "Duty calls, bestie. You can either stay and get traumatized for life or you can head home-"

"I never want to hear you have sex again,” she pauses dramatically, placing a hand over her chest, and sliding her jacket on, “I will never be the same," she replies, a disgusted look on her face, before she stands and grabs her bag.

"Text Minho. You have one less roommate to worry about interrupting you two finally breaking this crazy sexual tension," you tease and she rolls her eyes before you both say your goodbyes and she slips out the door. You unlock your phone as you lock the front door.

no. come over?

He reads the message almost instantly and you chuckle to yourself before rushing toward your bedroom.

KSM: already on the way, princess.

You smile at the nickname before typing a quick response and then hopping into the shower.

taking a shower. let yourself in

A few minutes into your shower, you hear your front door open and shut and the footsteps that you have learned to quickly recognize. The bathroom door opens and shuts gently. You open your eyes and turn your head to the side, making out the silhouette of Seungmin through the glass door.

You can see him removing his clothes before the shower door slides open, revealing him in all his lean glory. Despite him being a bit thinner, he muscles are extremely defined and he's obviously packing (as most skinny men are).

"Boo." he jokes, pretending to scare you, and steps into the shower in front of you.

"Ah, so scary," you reply sarcastically, pulling your fingers from your wet hair to wrap around his neck. His arms automatically wrap around your waist, pulling your chest flush to his.

He leans in and closes the distance between you two, the moisture from your lips transferring to his and you quickly part your lips, letting his tongue into your mouth.

He parts from the kiss, his lips trailing down your wet neck. He knows exactly where to kiss, bite, and suck to have you writhing but he also manages to never leave a mark.

Your head falls back, the water from the shower trickling onto your face as you watch into his touch. Seungmin pushes you against the wall so his body is under the stream instead before disconnecting from your neck and looking you in the eyes again.

"You're no good for me," Seungmin's voice is husky and his hand trails up your body before it reaches your chin then he places his fingertips gently against your lips, pulling them apart before he dips his middle and ring finger into your mouth, pushing against your tongue.

"I don't know why I want you so bad," he murmurs as you lock eyes with him. He pulls his fingers from your mouth before letting them trail down your body and he presses against your clit, gently rubbing the nerves.

He knows exactly how to get you worked up and have you teetering on the edge of an orgasm and never lets you forget it. He truly knows your body like the back of his hand.

The sound of a phone ringing echoes through the bathroom but neither of you care as you squeeze your eyes shut. Suddenly he grabs one of your thighs, hiking your leg up with his free hand before plunging two fingers into you.

"Fuck, Minnie," you moan out and he chuckles at the irony of the cute nickname despite the position you're in right now.

"That's right, princess. I'm making you feel so good. I know exactly how to touch you, better than anyone else," his voice is croaky as his finger speed up inside of you.

"F-fuck me. Seungmin, please. Fuck me," you start babbling and it doesn't take more than that for his control to snap. He pulls his fingers out of you and turns you around, pushing your chest against the cold shower tiles.

You let out a gasp at the cold against your warm skin and then another when you feel the head of his cock prodding at your entrance. He pushes in completely in one motion and your knees buckle inwards at the intrusion.

The burn feels so good and you can't stop the squeal that leaves your lips as he starts to pound into you. He doesn't give you any time to adjust before he is absolutely ruining your pussy.

The sound of a phone ringing echoes through the bathroom again and he groans out in frustration at the noise. It's obscuring your pretty moans and it's starting to piss him off.

"Who keeps fucking calling you?" his voice is filled with annoyance as his fingers dig harder into your hips. One of his hands gently trails up your back, making goosebumps rise across your spine before he grips your shoulder, pulling you slightly off the wall.

He has full control of your body and you honestly don’t mind at the moment. When his hand unexpectedly meets your ass, with a loud slap. Your eyes snap open and you let out an obscene noise, your moans and the sound of your skin meeting echoes through the shower.

“I asked you something. Who keeps calling you? Any guesses?” he keeps pounding into you and you shake your head as your orgasm approaches much faster than anticipated.

“T-touch me. I’m gonna c-cum,” you beg and demand in the same breath and he chuckles behind you, his hand reaching around your hip and rubbing at your clit, exactly how you like it.

“Then cum, slut. I’m not stopping you,” his voice is loud, demanding your attention but just as you clench around him, he stills.

“…or maybe I am. Can you tell me who you think is calling you back to back?” his voice is in your ear now, pushing his cock deeper into you and the denial of your orgasm sends tears down your face.

“I-I don’t know. M-maybe my best friend? Sh-she just left. She might’ve left something. I don’t know…” you trail off when he starts to fuck into you again and rub at your clit.

“I’ll let you keep thinking of who it could be while you cum,” he sounds annoyed that the two of you were interrupted until it finally dawns on you.

You were supposed to meet with Jeongin tonight…

That’s probably who keeps calling you. Before you can truly process the information, you’re crashing over the edge of your orgasm, mind going blank as you moan out.

“Fuck, Jeongin,” it leaves your mouth and honestly, you don’t even realize it.

But Seungmin does. Seungmin hears the name of his best friend leave your lips while he’s balls deep in you and he immediately stops.He pulls out of you and much to your surprise steps out of the shower.

As your fuzzy brain begins to clear you start to get confused. Did he cum? You reach behind you and touch the skin of your lower back but you don’t feel any evidence of him finishing. Just to be safe, you push a finger into yourself before pulling it out. He didn’t accidentally cum in you. What the hell?

He also isn’t usually one to just let you come down from the clouds by yourself. He usually helps you relax and some how convinces you to go another round every time.

“Seungmin?” you call out and reach forward, shutting off the shower. You look out the glass door that he left open and you see him leaning against the sink, eyes focused down, a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Seungmin? What’s wrong?” You grab the towel from beside the shower and wrap it around your body. You reach forward and he physically recoils from your touch when your fingertips graze his arm.

“Unlock your phone.” he demands and you blink at him a few times, taken aback at his unexpected tone. You cross your arms over your chest and glance down at your phone on the counter.

“No. What’s gotten into you?” you reach for your phone but he grabs it before you can get to it and taps the screen before turning it towards you.

4 missed calls and 6 unread messages.

“So? We both heard it ringing. Why is it a big deal?” you try to defend yourself and reach for your phone but your legs are still wobbly from the sex the two of you just had and he’s much quicker than you, walking out of the bathroom.

You follow him into your bedroom as he stands in the middle, staring down at your locked phone.

“Who is ‘J’?” Oh. He wasn’t upset about the amount of texts and calls, he was upset about who he thought it was. You gulp, you knew this would come eventually but you have not prepared yourself for this.

“It doesn’t matter,” you reply, walking towards your dresser and pulling out a pair of sleep shorts and an old oversized shirt, “Besides, it’s not like it has anything to do with you,” you shrug, pulling the shirt over your head.

“It does fucking matter when it’s my best friend, y/n. I’m not fucking playing with you right now. Is this Jeongin?” His voice raises at you and you freeze. He isn’t yelling but it’s a much louder tone than you have ever heard from him.

“Seungmin I-”

“You just moaned his name while I was fucking you. Do you even realize that?” He closes the gap between you, shoving your phone into your chest before turning around and running his hand through his damp hair.

“What the fuck. What the fuck. What. The. Fuck,” he groans out before he slams his hand down on your vanity, making all your makeup fall over and making you jump.

Oh.

Oh, you fucked up this time.

“Why am I so fucking stupid?” he turns towards you agains and thats when you see it, his eyes are glassed over as they lock onto yours. Is he about to cry?

“I thought I could fucking change you, y/n. I thought…” he pauses, gulping, before continuing, “I thought that you could catch the same feelings for me that I have for you. How could I be so fucking clueless?” His voice cracks and the first tear rolls down his cheek before he turns away from you and sits on the edge of your bed, his head in his hands.

You slowly walk towards him, standing between his open legs and prying his hands from his face. You gently grasp his chin, tilting his face up to look at you.

Fuck.

He looks so fucking pretty.

The tears on his face, his red nose and lips, his glassy eyes and that look on his face. In this moment, you’ve never seen someone who looks more like a puppy.

“You’re so fucking pretty,” you whisper out and his puppy dog eyes seem to just get bigger at your words. You place one leg on either side of his thighs, straddling him. You let your hands trail down his still bare chest.

“So pretty…” you whisper again before leaning in and pressing your lips against his and he immediately kisses you back.

How did you manage to make the biggest player that you’ve ever met fall for you? How did you beat him at his own game? How do you have him wrapped around your little finger?

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the-bloody-sadist · 4 months ago

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Oooooo, could you do Yosano, Dazai, Kenji, Kyoka, and Atsushi?

Ps im ngl i always spell "actually" wrong 😣 i type so fast my autocorrect just cant keep up

CRACKS KNUCKLES OBNOXIOUSLY

(p.s. TYPE SLOWER. no jk that's actually so cute patpat it's okay little guy)

disclaimer first: a few of these characters I know very little about past what the anime offered and what my attention span was during their screen time, so forgive me if some of this trauma tie-in happens to be an element that already exists in some fashion (but isn't focused on) that I just didn't catch. Most of the ability stuff is just so fucking confusing and weird that I got used to dismissing any deeper looks into the possible meanings to their characters. REGARDLESS! I'm going to act as if I'm the co-writer of BSD and I have a skeleton of what their abilities/characters are supposed to be like.

other side note, I would make it the world rule of BSD that abilities are born out of either trauma or desperation, not inherent at birth. Each character has a past that involves how their ability was born.

Yosano

Ability birth:

I'd change her past to be that she was Mori's "favorite" (yes, in the inappropriate way) from wherever he met her, and he took her along to the war for company along with the other ability users, hoping to traumatize her enough to create some sort of ability birth in her. I'd make Mori, as a villain, someone who does this to children as a job, basically, unethically creating the birth of abilities by giving them trauma. Every mafia member is either an existing ability haver that he's hired to help him or a child he raised and traumatized to become ability users.

While in the war, Yosano would be a sensitive child obviously who hates seeing the mass deaths, and this would be the trigger for her healing ability to be born, because whenever she sees someone dying, she goes mad trying to save them.

Trauma history:

So she has a fairly traumatic backstory already that I think - out of all the characters in BSD - was portrayed pretty well, comparative to the others. However, with her ability to heal, and the wartime past with Mori arc, I would keep her deeply affected by that past event to the point where she's not proud of being a healer, even though it was born because she wanted people to stop dying. Mori soured that when he abused her ability after it was born to the point that she never wanted to see people revive again just to keep fighting.

Character change:

I would change Yosano to be a morbid character obsessed with death (and give her a metal goth-inspired design) who is dedicated to the idea that death is important, inevitable, and should not be prevented. Death is the ultimate rest, and Yosano would see herself as a perversion of nature who would be hindering that process if she were to heal anyone. This worldview would be entirely based on her experience in the war and how she kept soldiers on the battlefield so long that they went mad and only wished for death to escape their hell.

Relationships:

I would give her a close bond with Dazai because of this, seeing as that would make for some interesting partnerships. I would have her be sensitive to suicidal people because it triggers those memories, and she'd be undecided about whether she'd encourage Dazai in his wish to end things or stop him because she's attached to him.

Arc:

Her emotional arc for change (from refusing to heal to embracing her healing abilities for certain exceptions) could involve some sort of innocent NPC character (say, a child) who has a terminal illness and does not want to die. This could change her mind and she would choose to heal them before the end so that they could live a full life, and then decide that she'd use her healing abilities from then on only when death was an uncontrollable circumstance and an unwanted end, and only to prevent it until the character got the death they preferred. IDK, SOMETHING LIKE THAT. JUST OFF THE TOP OF MY HEAD.

Dazai

Ability birth:

With Mori established as the prime abuser/villain, Dazai would've been born a normal but sheltered boy, neglected by his parents (leading into the sensitivity of being "invisible" or "not human") who comes across Mori somehow and is lured to run away from home (because grooming, and the fact that he receives attention from Mori and thus believes it's "love", becoming convinced his parents don't love him). Then thrust into the mafia, Mori routinely abuses him to get him to form an ability. The focus on his abuse would be sexual and medical. Mori would be curious to see what would form out of someone with the fear of being invisible being told that they're inhuman and alone. He would isolate Dazai and leave him in dark rooms for hours if he showed emotion, and force him to murder and maim other people (or children) to make him as antisocial as possible. This would create the self-eating void of No Longer Human. It would be both a manifestation of Dazai's loss of self-worth as well as a shield against Mori's use of abilities on him to hurt him.

Character change:

NYEHEHEHEHEHEHE MY FAVORITE! Although I usually write Dazai in my fanfics with these elements, just realistic-ized instead of supernatural-based, here's what I'd do for him in the canon, disregarding all fanon portrayals of him as this sort of character, already: No Longer Human is, by nature, an ability that destroys and makes the abnormal "normal". Dazai would be the ultimate contradiction to the "normal", being a human devoid of emotional expression entirely, himself a void to give only other people normality. Basing him more heavily off of his ability's namesake book (and the protagonist, Yozo), Dazai would be in a constant state of severe depression to the point of antisocial behaviors and sociopathic inclinations. Any attempts to help him escape this would be impossible, as his ability is so inherently parasitical that Dazai is subhuman, only able to "cure" others (by robbing them of their abilities while he is in contact with them). I would focus on him as a moral grey, the unpredictable character in the show who'd be more likely to join the villains at a moments notice and forsake our protagonist.

Trauma history:

His trauma history, other than Mori - namely, Odasaku's death - would be a major part of his character. Because of Oda, who was his first and only companion that didn't care about how strange and inhuman he was, died at what he sees to be his own failures, Dazai would think of himself as incapable of human connection without the threat of annihilating either the humanity of the other person or the literal life of the other person. To try and be more simple (sorry I'm so wordy, I hope it's not confusing), I'd say he'd be paranoid of falling into the "trap" of human connection now (thus leading to the antisocial behavior) and would attempt to push people away because he's convinced the past would repeat itself. "Anything worth having will be lost" and all that.

Current behaviors (in relation to the trauma):

Mr. touch-starved, touch-averse. Since his ability is based on contact, I'd make a Dazai who wears bandages not only to cover the egregious self-harm, but to cover up as much skin as possible, because he's convinced it will help him not touch people. I'd add a dash of reverse-mysophobia in there (mysophobia is the extreme phobia of germs) to add to how he feels as though he contaminates anyone he touches because of NLH. Since I'd keep Oda's last wish in his trauma history, Dazai would be in the ADA, but the complete detachment of his coworkers from emotionally caring for him would make Dazai a machine driven by the necessity to carry out Oda's last wish - to use his ability for good. Since he doesn't want to think about his time with Mori or be alone (even though he believes he deserves to be alone), he is staying with the agency out of duty and escapism from himself. His single use is to be a weapon to stop villains from abusing their powers. God, I'm so sorry, I have WAY too many thoughts about how I'd use this for Dazai, I hope it isn't coming out like the jumbled mess I think it is. Anyway, I'd also make him asexual, monotone-voiced, and brooding. He'd be a walking representation of how sexual trauma in particular can affect someone, making them feel worthless.

Relationships:

As mentioned with my version of Yosano, I think I'd pair them as acquaintances who work well together. Dazai likes anyone who thinks he should die, and his suicide attempts would remain a part of his character as well, just treated with actual weight. He interprets Yosano's love of death as a wish for him to kill himself, so when he has the time, he tries his best, but is notoriously bad at going all the way through. I'd give him one thing hindering him: the insatiable wish to not be lonely before he dies. The wish to find one friend to relive his Oda trauma, except this time with him dying happy instead of the other person, thus leaving them to live their life in peace without his burden.

Arc:

The chance to have his wish fulfilled would come in the form of Atsushi. Atsushi being oblivious, socially unaware, and unbothered by how strange Dazai is - as well as genuinely caring about his wellbeing - would trigger those old feelings about Oda, forcing Dazai to unconsciously seek out a repetition of his trauma. This time, however, he'd succeed. Atsushi would become close to him, and Dazai would protect him, and once it got to the part where he's ready to kill himself to relieve Atsushi of the burden of his existence, Atsushi would stop him and make it known how little of a burden he is, and how much good Atsushi sees in him.

Kenji

Character change:

OKAY THIS ONE IS ACTUALLY HARD. Kenji is such a bright character, and for the sake of contrast if I were to rewrite BSD, I would keep him that way, because a story filled with characters who are all as bleak and depressed as each other makes for a boring portrayal of trauma. Because, if everyone has trauma, NOBODY has trauma. Syndrome reference. They all cancel each other out and become far less important. HOWEVER. In a void, if I were to keep Kenji in line with my ability = trauma, I would give him the archetype of "the smiling goofball with the most crushing backstory who somehow made it through and came out the other side without mental illnesses and a love for humanity" if that....isn't too wordy. Does that make sense? Like Vash the Stampede in Trigun Stampede, basically. You'd have no idea this guy suffered until he told you his backstory while grinning ear to ear in the special side episode that you thought was going to be filler. He'd have the "yeah it was rough but I don't mind! I'm just sad for the other people who got hurt!" type beat and there would be 300 fanfics made about him breaking down because the fandom never got to see him cry in canon.

Ability birth/trauma history:

Kenji's superhuman strength would be born out of the landslides incident in his village. I wouldn't make it too deep, really, just your usual natural disaster trauma. I don't remember anything about Kenji's family if they were mentioned in BSD, but let's just say he lived with his family in the village very happily until the landslide incident. One of his family members got crushed under a falling tree (not dead, just trapped and injured), and Kenji's ability manifested out of the desperation to save them because nobody else could. Family member survived but was left disabled for the rest of their life. Kenji would be triggered in current day if he were to see anyone in life-threatening situations, but he would have the fight response and would be confident in his ability to save them.

Arc:

No arc for him, he's emotionally stable and would be there to assist other characters in their arcs!

Kyouka

I love Kyouka's current character type, so I wouldn't change anything about how she's written in the main storyline, BUT SHE DOES HAVE A WELL OF TRAUMA TO DRAW FROM! This is what I'd do with that:

Ability birth:

First of all, Kyouka's backstory is a bit weird to understand in relation to her ability itself, so I would simplify and change a few details, even though I do like some of the elements of its portrayal in the anime. Second of all, I love the Kouyou (I'm trying hard to spell everyone's names right) mother-daughter relationship going on with her, so I'd first of all have to build up my version of Kouyou.

Kouyou in canon wanted to leave the mafia with a man she admired, so let me harp on that by saying her motivation was that she wanted to have a family with him. Classic. Okay, so she fails in that in canon, the man gets killed, and she holds a grudge against the head of the mafia at that time (not Mori). Once the mafia is taken over by Mori, she was involved with the killing of the former mafia leader, so she becomes enthralled by Mori's sick passion and attached to the children he brings in. This is her own perverse version of a family, the only kind she'll get. She forgives herself for being Mori's enabler by convincing herself that she's the refuge for all the hurting children he brings into the mafia. She is their mother figure. To Chuuya, to Dazai, to Kouyou, etc.

Okay, NOW enter Kyouka, the new target of Mori's current attempt to make yet another ability user. Kouyou wants a little girl to take care of (she hates Elise, we all hate Elise), tired of all the boys. Mori preys on this and uses that motivation to convince Kouyou to kill Kyouka's mother and take the mother's place. This will bond her to the child.

Kouyou is all for this. Kouyou would become Kyouka's mother's assassin.

Once in the mafia, Kyouka is not like the others because she's basically a kidnapping victim instead of a grooming victim lured into the mafia. Stockholm syndrome manifests while Kouyou spoils Kyouka, but Mori is ofc determined to traumatize her. However, they underestimate how much smarter Kyouka is than some of the other children, and she is aware that Kouyou is only being kind to her to try and replace her mother. Her ability manifests as a way to preserve her mother's memory. Her ability would BE a ghost of her mother, basically, here to protect Kyouka from the fakers.

LONG WAY TO SAY THAT BUT HEY, KYOUKA HAD A GOOD BASELINE TO DRAW FROM. I would also tie in the phone by putting that into the trauma of her mother's death. During the assassination, Kyouka was on the phone with her mother, coming home from school. Since her mother was attacked while she was apart from her and she heard her mother's death on the phone, her trauma links directly to that, and Demon Snow would have a consistent phone-voice if it were to speak to represent those last moments of her life.

Current behavior (in relation to the trauma):

In joining the ADA and that whole thing, the one trigger I'd focus on would be that Kyouka refuses to talk on the phone with anybody. Everyone who works with her has to work around this, because she's internally convinced that talking on the phone will 1) cause someone to be compelled by her words (since Demon Snow follows phone commands) and 2) make her afraid that person will somehow meet misfortune if they speak over the phone. She'd retain that superstition.

Arc/relationships:

I would make an episode where Kyouka has to overcome her fear of talking on the phone. She'd still be close with Atsushi mainly but I would probably add a dash of Yosano in there as well, helping Kyouka process death as a whole and especially in relation to her mother. I would present a main conflict where Kyouka could put others in danger if she doesn't use a phone (say, a 911 call), and no other character is there to do it for her. She sees how her superstition doesn't come to pass because the 911 call brings only help and solves the situation, and then could grow when she realizes that she's allowed to be angry for her mother's death, and allowed to keep Demon Snow in honor of her memory, helping instead of harming others. She is also allowed to protect herself from harm. Basically Demon Snow would represent the grieving process in some way.

Atsushi

I really hate this guy in canon, I do apologize for how much I'm going to change him.

Character change:

To start, I'm a huge hater of canon Atsushi (as mentioned), but quite a fan of BEAST Atsushi, in comparison. I would rebuild his character based more on BEAST than BSD. Okay, so it's widely tossed around that Atsushi is a good representation of PTSD (he's not, from an officially diagnosed CPTSD haver, I'm sorry, though if anyone who has PTSD likes his representation, I'm happy for you <3 live in peace). I would shift him to be a representation for survivor's guilt. Why this choice? First of all, my changes would already make almost every character a representation of PTSD because all abilities would be a metaphor for PTSD. I'll get into the changes for his backstory to fit this narrative in a second. But I want to merge his BSD and BEAST personalities together. In BSD, he's always making everything his fault somehow and using self-blame like it's a personality quirk. I want to use this, and mesh it with the more serious personality he has in BEAST. He'd remain an ADA member, but he'd be less... comedically brainless. First of all, autism. Yay!!! I love socially awkward characters if they're not overdone, so I would give Atsushi the "not labelled but definitely autistic" character type. Social cues are hard, he struggles to make genuine connections or "correctly" convey his emotions, all that. This would make him a better match-up for Dazai since they would find some common ground in the emotions department, with Dazai being keen on understanding the way others act socially but not WISHING to participate, and Atsushi just not knowing how to participate "properly". He would feel bad about this as a main character conflict, wishing to assimilate into "normal" society better when he feels so alienated. This would also fit his um....unique? eccentric? Character design and haircut. JUST SAYING. The arc (which I'll talk about in a second) would be about accepting himself the way he is instead of forcing himself to assimilate to society, so don't think I'm making him autistic as some sort of derogatory thing. Not at all.

Trauma history:

So I mentioned I would give him the survivors guilt theme. For his orphanage backstory, I would build up the fact that he was "the weird kid" but he really loved the children he was around and desired to connect with them. The abusive caretakers I would tone down a bit to give some more realism to the abuse, because I find the backstory ridiculous and tacky in canon. I'd take inspiration from real life horror houses and camp counselor stories, especially the psychological manipulation of making kids tattletales on each other, essentially, as a way to protect themselves. If anyone does anything "wrong", the kids can earn themselves a day of rest from the abuse by being the caretaker's "pet" and telling them who transgressed. I'd keep the elements of Atsushi being put in solitary confinement situations (but not chained up), starvation, physical abuse and threats to permanently maim any children that ran away (crushing their legs/ankles etc.).

Because of this, Atsushi's personality would form around the desire to be the savior of all the other children. Tokyo Ghoul ahh sentiments like "it's better to be hurt than to hurt others" would be his motto. Self-sacrificing little guy. He would get himself in trouble just to redirect attention from other, more fragile kids, and thus become the main target of the abusers. However, as what usually happens in reality with hero-minded people in groups like this, the abusers would convince the kids that this was because Atsushi thought he was better than them, so the kids would alienate him since it gets them rewards from their abusers and relief from abuse. If Atsushi wants to take the fall for them, by all means, let him take the fall. Atsushi gets blamed for everything. (This is how it can make his current self-blame behavior make more sense)

Ability birth:

Atsushi's Beast Beneath the Moonlight would birth under the extreme stress of being everyone's punching bag. Atsushi, like any victim of abuse, would be bothered at first by the reaction of anger and hatred he has in his heart when kids blame him and when abusers go after him again and again. Even though a lot of this hatred is self-focused, there's a growing rage against the monsters hurting him, and a need to become a monster to hurt them back. Also, the need to fulfill their accusations that he is the monster. AKA "fine, I'll be the villain you want me to be" arc. Atsushi is abused until he hits a breaking point, finally, and can't take it anymore. He accepts that instead of being hurt constantly, he does want to hurt his abusers back, he does want to kill them, and the Beast is born, a trauma holder that is out of his control. On the day of its birth, it destroys the entire orphanage in a blind rage, and Atsushi blanks out during the attack. The main drive of his current story would be him trying to figure out what actually happened that day after waking up where he does in BSD's first scene.

Current behavior, relationships, & arc:

Since Atsushi would theoretically be the main character, still, his ability would stand as more unique since he has zero control of it. This would be because he refuses to process his trauma in the orphanage, only retaining the survivor's guilt about "a disaster happened and I was the only survivor, but I don't know what the disaster was caused by, only that I blame myself". I would have Fukuzawa, Kyouka, and Dazai be the main accomplices to solving this for him as well as emotionally assisting in his arc to accepting what he did and understanding the nature of his beast. It would be a nice way to explore the rage that survivors of childhood abuse retain for their abusers, and how dangerous it can be if you don't process that trauma in a healthy way. The whole goal would be to keep Atsushi from denying that his childhood abuse hurt him and that it was fucked up. The other characters would be motivated to do this because of the disaster that would come of Atsushi losing himself to his beast and going on a rampage.

This is probably why Atsushi in canon makes me so annoyed, by the way, because he had such POTENTIAL with the metaphors to really represent PTSD and trauma, but failed miserably and instead just repeated a single scene on a loop until I wanted to blow my brains out. "it would've been better if you'd just died in a ditch somewhere" is my winter soldier trigger phrase now.

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OH MY GOD I'M DONNEEEEEE, THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME THE CHANCE TO RAMBLE MY ASS OFF!!! Clearly I love the chance to do it, so if you want to give me any other characters (if I didn't make you regret asking), PLEASE FEEL FREE! I would love to see what rolls out of my head with the right prompts! I spend so much time focusing on Dazai that I've forgotten about how much unused potential lies in the other cast.

THANK YOU AGAIN, I HOPE ANYONE WHO READS THIS FINDS THEMSELVES ENTERTAINED! And if it happens to be of any quality, you have my full permission to use this shit for your own fanfics if you'd like, just credit me if you please! I'd never spend enough time on characters aside from Dazai to actually use these ideas, so I'd be thrilled to see what others come up with. Please oh please write me an AU so I don't have to, I want to indulge....

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felonytaxevasion · 5 months ago

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Arc 1 - Bonds

My assorted commentary on the first chapter of Pact for my mutuals who were interested in my thoughts. Testing out formatting this might be mess thank you for your patience.

As always no spoilers please thank you <333

This is technically my second time reading this but I wasn't paying attention the first time so I wanted to start over

1.1

“My children are useless,” she said. She was so dismissive and casual about it.

First of all. Icon. I absolutely love wretched old women and I love having the foresight of knowing practitioners cant lie meaning that this is presumably an objective evaluation of her children's capabilities. I'm also gonna watch out for Blake's mom and Aunt Stephanie though. They aren't included in that statement so maybe we can have an evil magic milf era. Like in Umineko. I love Umineko.

If anything I’d said had an impact, it was that. I could see the faint amusement drop away from her. “Are you accusing me of being a liar, Master Blake?”

aHA BECAUSE PRACTITIONER RULES

It was well after dark when someone stepped outside to talk to me. I closed out of the puzzle game I was playing on my phone. The brightness of the screen made for a dark patch that lingered in my vision as I looked up. Eleven-fifty at night.

This is an interesting writing choice because it's clear that a lot of time has passed but not exactly how much. Which adds mystery to the question of "was Rose planned all along or did Rose Sr. make an impulse choice after talking with Blake.

Also I really wanna know. When Rose met Ivy did her parents bring her in and talk or did they just set the baby on the bed and leave.

“Molly! Don’t be rash!” Aunt Irene admonished her. “I don’t want it,” Molly said, again. She grabbed the footboard of the bed. “No.“ “Molly, don’t be silly.”

Molly is one of the biggest reasons I don't want spoilers. Everything about her is so interesting. She was the first choice but she died very quickly. But not THAT quickly. Was Rose 2 always the plan and Molly was the sacrificial lamb to pave the way or was Molly just genuinely the best choice to become heiress. She survived for four months which is, if Pact is paced similarly to Worm, long enough to survive Leviathan, The Slaughterhouse Nine, Coil, and Echidna or whatever their equivalent in Pact land is. And that is no small feat. Like obviously I'm assuming here but I can't imagine the combined forces of Jacobs Bell were just letting her chill. I have so many questions about her and I want answers to none of them.

The blonde woman opposite him folded her hands in front of her. “That was… noteworthy in scale. Kind of her to point the way, but she was never crude. We’ll need to know what she did before we move on.”

THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE. Noteworthy in scale. Rose is not a small feat. Why are she and Blake positioned as the backup plan. Thinking so hard

“Funny thing, Maggie,” Padraic said, and when he smiled, the expression extended further than it should have. The smile too wide, the eyes too long and narrow. “When something momentous occurs, it can be the equivalent of lighting up the night sky, scattering fog and clouds to the horizons. You can see more clearly… but when you look, they can look back, too.”

Maggie and Padraic are some of my favorite characters based on vibes alone. I just know they're going to die so horribly so early on. At least Maggie.

“Mm,” the man in the throne said. “‘Lo, stranger. Listen, I don’t think you should believe what any of them say about me. If you need help, I can offer it.” “For a price,” the dog added.

Now see Johannes I would love to give you the benefit of the doubt however I know for a fact (a pact fact!) I have not seen any fanart of you making out sloppy style with Blake Thorburn and as such I find it hard to believe you are his ally. The wildbow ecosystem is too yaoi deprived to not jump on that pairing unless you're some type of fucked up.

“Run,” she said. “Get to the house, now.” “Which house? Who-” “Molly’s dead,” she said. “You’re next.”

HAI ROSE

1.2

I actually don't have much commentary on this chapter other than RIP to BlakeRose but I would happily take the deal to become a creepy bird monster. That's the ideal living situation actually.

1.3

The first sheet had only a simple message, penned in a curling script I almost envied. ‘Birth date’. I tried the year I’d been born. It didn’t work. Day, month? One-eight-oh-one.

...

“Molly!” I hollered, loud enough I should have been audible throughout the house. “Anyone!?” No response. Somewhere, in my general confusion and the mess of stuff I didn’t know or understand, I’d hoped that Molly being alive would be one of those things that caught me off guard.

Not to needle at his grieving process but I'm pretty sure the fact that it was His Birthday Not Molly's that opened the door was a pretty clear sign

I shook my head. “No clue. Something to keep in mind. After stipulations, there’s a section on stipend, with a regular allowance, notes on how often the lawyers can be called without incurring a debt. Oh, right here. A mention of the bird-skull monsters.” “What?” I could see Rose move, standing from her seat. “I’m joking,” I said, with zero humor in my voice.

I think Wildbow should do what visual novels franchises do and make a non canon crossover beach themed spinoff episode with all his characters. I want to see Blake and Lisa be cunty together

My friends were artists and artistic types. I had the unfortunate distinction of being a less than stellar artist. But I’d owed them for the help and support they’d given me, and in helping them with their jobs, I’d stumbled onto a bit of work. Setting up their work, installations, as well as all the other grunt jobs. Sure, they could go to a carpenter to get something put together in the way of a display stand, but that carpenter wouldn’t necessarily know what was at play with the art. Along the way, I’d settled into being a go-to handyman and delivery guy in the local art community. I knew the gallery owners, I knew who was who, and if I couldn’t do a job myself, I knew who to call. Not so glamorous or fancy, not exactly stellar pay, but I had stupid little skills that I could use here. In a pinch, I could use my stride or my arm length to help me figure out measurements, thirty three and a half and thirty-two and a half inches, respectively.

So fun fact I was a gallery tech assistant for about three or four years in high school and I would just like the record to state. A. Wildbow you captured the gallery tech mentality exactly. Tired, sassy, and overall filled with peculiar useful skills. 100% accuracy rate.

Also Blake please call your friends sooner rather than later. The blond gallery tech who works for cheap going suddenly missing is going to DEVASTATE that community. Blake you are a protected species under the wildlife conservation act and the human equivalent of catnip for bisexuals with an art history degree you are the foundation of that community and they are going to be CONCERNED

1.4

She looked a little agitated, nervous. “I think we can go this route. Avoid getting into the ugliest stuff, the books on demons and whatever else. If witch hunters and inquisitors can survive this sort of thing, maybe we can too.” “Borrowing power instead of using it?”

I'm trying to figure out if Rose II is in on it. Because like. She should be right? But then she says things like this that make it sound like she really is just as lost as Blake

“In case you haven’t noticed, I’m kind of attached to you, metaphysically. You die, I’m going to be a goner too.” “You think. Either way, I’m the one who got injured,” I said. “I’m the one who has stitches in my hand and a cut on my face.” “At least you’re alive,” she retorted.

They've so immediately become siblings.

Which by the way. If Blake and Rose are fucked up twins of a sort. I have questions about Paige and Peter. Especially seeing as Paige is considered a non starter for Rose Senior

“In this scenario, we’ve got a situation involving a number of countries. If you will, there’s America. I’m rather interested in America for the purpose of this discussion, but that’s just me. Powerful, perhaps overly proud, large, keepers of the peace.” I glanced at his uniform. “Sure.”

Close enough. Welcome Back Victoria Dallon!!

1.5

“It smells like a rose,” a man announced, “It’s as beautiful as a rose. I dare say it’s as fragile as a rose, once you get past the thorns. But is it really our Rose?” I turned. Three twenty-somethings, if I went by appearances, were approaching me from behind. I might have been off. Each had alcohol in brown bags.

I want to be one of them so bad. I want to join the fucked up Fairie gang.

“No,” I said. I grabbed one of the books from the coffee table. “Anger is good.” “Good?” “It keeps us moving. You read the book on implements, I’ll read up on familiars when I’m done Essentials.”

True gallery tech mindset <3

1.6

“Blake!” Rose’s voice, from the living room. “You have to help him!”

This is one of those passages that makes me think Rosie is in on it. You've read more than Blake how has this being an other trap not occurred to you

1.7

Should another practitioner need to bait him again, know that this author used: a pile of festering boar carcasses, six feet high, each carved with his name when well into their state of decay, the decay timed using refrigeration to be roughly parallel; seven jars of burning hair, resupplied keep the flames perpetually alight

Yea who hasn't been here at one point

“To everyone and everything that’s listening,” I said. I heard Rose start speaking behind me, but my words drowned hers out. “To me, and to nobody in particular, I’ve gotta say, I didn’t choose this. I’m doing this for family, to respect them as they were in the past, when my cousins were also my friends, so the others don’t face what Molly did. I’m doing it to respect stuff in the present, because even if I dislike my cousins, I don’t want them to have to face this situation and get killed off. I’m doing this for the family that comes in the future, so my kids and all our descendants don’t have this debt hanging over our heads. Above all, I think I’m doing this for my real family. For the friends I made who gave me support when I needed it most, so I can demonstrate what they taught me. Past, present, future, and… more abstract.”

Guy who can only hate his family this much because of how much he loves them Augh Augh

I could hear Rose behind me, still talking, as if she were very distant. “-than a vestige.”

SUSPICIOUS

“It doesn’t matter,” she said, quiet, “because it’s not blood. I’m not offering anything worth taking, and there aren’t any spirits here to listen and obey, are there?” “There are other options, maybe?” “It doesn’t matter,” she said, again. “I don’t care anymore.”

But then this is the opposite of suspicious because she can't lie but she's saying it didn't work and she wants to give up hhhhhhh Rose you are so slippery to understand

Gathered Pages

I didn't highlight any particular passages but Rose Senior I love youuuuuuuu

#pact blogging

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bloomingdayswithyou · 1 year ago

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Heyy, how are you? İ saw your requests was open so here i am 🧍can i request a hongjoong fluff or hurt comfort type of thing?? Im studying animation and game design in uni but i dont feel like i belong here. Finding motivation was always hard for me but its worse than ever in uni and my depression isnt helping either haHa- like for a while i stopped eating properly, not sleeping more than a few hours in a day and always do oil paintings, kinda locked myself home alone and cant find any strength to do something.

İf you cant write its alright tho!! Love you and your works <3

Guiding Light

Pairing: Hongjoong x gn!reader

Warnings: none, just angst with a good ending<3

Word count: 646

Author’s note: hi!! thanks for the request🤍 honestly I’m kind of going through something similar and just wanted to say that you’re not alone in this even though it might seem like it. Wishing you strength and healing on your journey as you pursue game design and animation or whatever you feel is right for you. 🌸

You sat alone in your small apartment, staring at your computer’s screen which displayed a few unfinished assignments. The room was dimly lit, mirroring the haze of emotions that consumed them. The weight of depression and anxiety had become almost too much to bear, leaving you feeling lost and disconnected. Hongjoong had noticed the subtle changes in your demeanor over the past few weeks. As he knocked softly on the door, his heart filled with concern for the person he cared deeply about.

"It's me," Hongjoong called out gently, hoping to offer some comfort in your darkest hour.

Slowly, you opened the door, your eyes reflecting a mix of sadness and relief at seeing Hongjoong's caring face. "Hey," Hongjoong said softly, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. "I brought something for you." He held out a cup of warm tea, knowing it could be a small source of comfort. You took the cup with a weak smile, grateful for Hongjoong's presence. You settled on the couch together, the soft glow of the lamp casting a warm light around you.

"You know," Hongjoong began gently, "everyone faces moments when they doubt themselves or feel overwhelmed. It's okay to have those feelings. You don't have to be strong all the time."

Tears welled up in your eyes, and you couldn't help but spill your emotions to Hongjoong. You shared your struggles with finding motivation, your fears of not belonging, and all of the other burdens that seemed to weigh you down. Hongjoong listened attentively, his heart aching for you. "You're not alone in this," he said, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. "I'm here, and I care about you so much."

He pulled you into a warm embrace, creating a safe space where you could let your emotions flow freely. Hongjoong's presence was a guiding light in the darkness, offering solace and understanding.

"Sometimes, we need to take a step back and breathe," Hongjoong continued. "And it's okay to ask for help when we need it. You don't have to carry this burden alone." You clung to him, finding comfort in his words and his unwavering support. You realized that you didn't have to face your struggles alone, that Hongjoong was there to walk beside them every step of the way.

With Hongjoong's encouragement, you began to open up about how you feel with animation and game design, the dreams that had once fueled your creativity. Hongjoong listened with genuine interest, reminding you of the talent and potential you possessed.

"You are meant to be here," Hongjoong said firmly. "Your art and your creativity are unique and special. Don't let anyone or anything make you doubt that."

As the night wore on, you felt a glimmer of hope reigniting within you. Hongjoong's words acted as a balm to your wounded soul, soothing the ache of self-doubt and depression. "I'm here for you," Hongjoong said, brushing away a tear from your cheek. "And we'll get through this together. Your art, your dreams, they matter. And so do you."

In the days that followed, Hongjoong stood by your side, offering unwavering support and encouragement. They started to find motivation in your passion once again, your creativity slowly returning like the first rays of dawn after a long night.

As time passed, your art flourished once more, fueled by the newfound strength and love you had found in Hongjoong's embrace. Through the darkest of storms and the brightest of days, you held onto each other, knowing that with Hongjoong by your side, you could weather any storm and find the courage to embrace your dreams once more.

#ateez #ateez fanfic #ateez hongjoong #hongjoong #ateez fluff #ateez angst #hongjoong angst #ateez x reader #ateez x male reader #kpop fanfic #kpop #kpop x reader #kpop x male reader #kpop fluff #kpop angst

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the-s1lly-corner · 1 year ago

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hii

I've seen you're taking creepypasta requests ? I really like your Zalgo's concept ! so..

can you drop some of your headcanons about him?? I'm really interested!!

stay safe!

Zalgo headcannons!

hihihihi i promise i saw you send this in a few hours after you asked this and i truly didnt mean to push writing this off for so long ive just been going through it (2 new interests have been kicking my ass for the past 7 or so weeks) but we're back !!

CAUTION these hcs are heavily centered around my concept!! i wasnt totally sure if you wanted these as romantic, so i decided to go down a middle road and just make it how interacting with the guy would probably go down + other ideas!! warning this is a lot of scattered rambling because my brain is all over the place and its 7am

the main thing that my take on zalgo and the main fandom interpretation have in common is the fat that theyre both powerful entities capable of causing mass destruction and chaos

however my zalgo exists more so as a... weird half concept half tangible entity if that makes sense? like he indirectly interacts with the world around him instead of going out and wrecking things himself; a close comparison i can think of is mother mabuka from fran bow but even then it seems she has more direct influence in that universe compared to zalgo... or maybe my interpretation of her is all whack too but eh

exists everywhere and nowhere at once, in my au he's responsible for the creation of the other creepypasta characters. for demon characters like slenderman or the rake he hand crafted them himself to cause torment. for characters like ben or eyeless jack he plants the seed to cause them to become what they were. for ben he allowed him to come back as an angry ghost, and for eyeless jack he made the curse that eventually infects the guy (although jack was just the unlucky host, zalgo had no specific target)

and keeping true to the original zalgo comic stuff, he can corrupt media in anyway he wishes, and perhaps implant subliminal messages or 'viruses' to infect more people? that second part is mostly a concept idea but i vibe with it

so how does one interact with a being that doesn't totally exist?

well

you dont

at least you cant initiate it; no if zalgo wants to be perceived by you he'll come to you, typically if you can offer something to him (usually the ability to cause issues for others, ie general creepypasta character criteria)

injecting this really quick but admin is really into the concept of certain characters/entities being just a simple part of nature, zalgo falls under this idea. he just exists because of the laws of the universe

is he capable of forming bonds? sure he definitely has some sort of favoritism towards certain creatures thanks to how effective they are, but like, what about emotional bonds?

probably not, if im being honest; like sure he can check in on you more often than his other agents of chaos, but that doesn't necessarily mean hes your friend

but lets pretend you somehow made friends with the omnipresent and almost omniscient birthplace of wrath and doom:

you cant touch him but he can touch you, kinda. it kinda feel like being wrapped around with a huge freeing cold and immensely heavy blanket when he decides to grace you with his presence

you know how when in adventure time, the lich makes the screen go dark (ex. the fall meme) i feel like itd be something like that

though ive never watched adventure time/never got too far into it SOBS i plan on changing that i promise

oh he is so so so clingy and he so truly hates your mortality

even in death he wont let you go, he'll probably forcefully bring you back, and by extension twisting you into something you weren't before

like this dude is genuinely not someone you want to fuck around with

even if you dont end up dying hes probably going to change you in some way at some point

on a lighter note hes the type to tear the world apart for you, both in the "i care about you as much as a creature like me can" and a "if you ever leave me im going to find you, i already know where you are because i have eyes everywhere"

like i dont like writing stuff that can dip into yandere territory but like. zalgo would do that kind of shit

bonus hcs, he doesnt really care how people perceive him.. because they cant, and even if he allows it he still doesnt care. wanna use any pronouns for him? he doesnt give a damn. see him as a god? as a devil? he doesnt care. truly could not give a shit what you think, he is unbothered

i feel my hcs for him have shifted a bit since i last brought him up in a post but i think

out of all the creepypastas, zalgo is the one i have with the most changing hcs

esp since in this au hes like. the reason everyone exists as they are, and why everything is going on; he is literally the reason all the bad things happened to everyone and hes responsible for the monster-type characters existence

okay thats all i apologize again if this is a mess i simply got. silly and im running off two hours of sleep and im scratching my brain trying to remember my ideas since i havent really thought of zalgo in 2 months (thanks to other brainrots SOBS)

#creepypasta zalgo #zalgo x reader #creepypasta headcanon #creepypasta #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #crp #zalgo headcanons

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h-a-r-t-k-e · 1 year ago

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Sir pentious x reader

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I was just doing my casual shift at the Happy Hotel, when I saw on the news there was a turf war and angel dust was in it.

'Vaggie is gonna be up his ass about that especially with the news report' And just like I had thought 15 minutes later Vaggie, Angel, and Charlie walked through the door with Vaggie going on about something and then leaving with Angel who tried and failed terribly to make Charlie feel better.

About 5 minutes later there was a knock on the door and I heard the door open, close, then open again, and just to be slammed again. I was confused so I peeked around the corner of the kitchen since I was making dinner before they barged in, to see a nervous Charlie

"U-uh Vaggie" Charlie asked, and Vaggie let out a groan "ughh what?" She asked annoyed.

"T-the radio demons at the- at the door" Charlie said making very awkward hand motions, but this got Vaggies attention. "WHAT?! Well don't let him in." Vaggie said but ignoring her girlfriends advice ( Yes I ship Vaggie and Charlie get over it )

-Cue Alastors singing to the explosion-

By then I'd walked back into the kitchen and didn't really care about Alastors presence as long as he doesn't disrupt me. But when I heard an explosion that grabbed my attention and I walked out.

"What the hell is going on? I heard singing and now this?" I then see a balloon in the sky and Sir. Pentious out of everyone was sitting in it. ( You know him from one day you went to the bar drunk and tried flirting with him and he seemed interested but turned you down saying he had to conquer hell first. )

"Ah, Alastor and y/n we meet again" I recognized him but didn't want to but before I could say anything I heard Alastor say "Do I know you?" And I had to hide a slight laugh.

-Cue Alastor using his magic and dad jokes and walking back into the hotel and changing the name-

I went back to the kitchen to finish making dinner when I started hearing static and when I turned around I saw Alastor staring over my shoulder at what I was cooking.

"Ah- holy shit. Don't do that personal space man" I said gently pushing him back and going back to cooking.

"My apologies my dear.... What are you making?" He asked. "F/f ( favorite food )"

"Good dish. Have you ever made jambalaya?" He asked, "No but I've thought about making it I just can never find a good recipe"

"Well I could teach you my recipe if you'd like?" He asked. "Hm sure... tomorrow?" "That works perfectly see you then." He said.

-Cue more conversation because I can't think and I really don't want my family to see my phone screen right now-

After dinner was ready, I started telling people it was ready. 'Hm I'm not very hungry today.. I think I'll go on a walk'

I put on a small jacket shoes ( whatever type you want ) and walked out.

As soon as I'd started the walk I felt like I was being followed but brushed it off since that's a pretty normal feeling for hell. I mean people having a staring issue down here.

Once I'd walked pretty far I decided to turn around and head back but took a short cut through an alley since it was a quicker way back.

When I was about to exit the alley I was grabbed and pushed against the wall. "Hay- what the he-" the person cut me off by putting a hand over my mouth.

"Our encounter was cut short earlier but I wanted to invite you to my place." 'Wait I recognize that voice it can't be-' Once my vision came back from being slammed against the wall I realized my suspicions were correct and it was Sir. Pentious.

I tried to speak but he still had his hand over my mouth and he sighed. "If I let you cant scream okay?"

I nodded my head and he let go. "So why now all of a sudden are you seeking me out?" I asked. "Well ever since you... flirted? I think that's correct ( Yes you get wholesome snake Boi ) I have been feeling an odd way and you have been running through my mind like crazy!" He said sounding confused and annoyed.

'Okay this is new' "So you want me to go to your place so we can...?" I asked confused. "Ah well I was hoping we could talk about this... feeling over maybe tea?"

"Hm fine." I said still confused. "Great!" He responded overly excited.

-Cue being at his house because I suck at writing in convos-

Once we were at his house he said make yourself comfortable while he went and got the tea.

I was amazed by the place to say the least it looked like it came straight from the 60s and I loved that Era. I saw a record player and decided to see what kind of music he listened to and put the needle on the record that was already in.

When I put the needle down 'Can't help falling in love by Elvis presley started playing ( Listen on youtube if you don't know it )

I knew the song and even started singing a bit till I felt I was being watched and turned around to see Sir. Pentious standing at the door way with his eyes closed as he seemed to be enjoying the music and my singing.

But he also appeared to be zoned out so I took this as a chance and kept singing as I made my way to him until I was close enough to whisper in his ear "Falling in love there Pentious?" I said and his eyes shot open and his hood flared.

"I-i maybe- I mean no! What gave you that impression?!" He asked clearly embarrassed.

"Aw and now your flustered" His hood went to hide his face and I just let out a chuckle.

"Cmon now I wanna see my snakes fa-" but before I could finish the sentence he had pressed his lips into mine still managing to hold the tea with his tail. Which oddly enough his lips tasted of the tea which sort of tasted like peppermint.

"Well that's a quick way to shut me up, do it more often" I said grabbing the tea and walking over to couch and putting the tea on the table.

He blushed a little but walked over and grabbed his cup and began drinking it. "So.. that feeling was... love?" He asked seeming confused.

"Yea I would definitely think so considering what you've told me." I responded.

"Hm. Well in that case would you want to live here so we can figure how to make this.. love thing work?" He asked slightly flustered. "I would love to." I responded.

That was 4 months ago now me and Pentious have things figured out and I'm living with him full time and even helping with inventions his little egg bois call me different names and Charlie seemed to be supportive, as I expected but Alastor did not seem happy since him and Pentious don't really like each other. Me and Alastor still talk but not as much. But I'm okay with that I'm happy with Pentious and I'm hoping things don't change.

1243 words ( not including intro with the tag and little key. It's only the words for the story ) Hope you enjoy though and glad I got it done and my family didn't ask what I was doing.

#sir pentious #hazbin hotel

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fangirlstorycreator · 2 years ago

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Can you do when we are overworking are self kk3 ck

Kk3: you had been struggling at work recently. Your boss was giving you lots more paperwork to do, and it was really getting to you. Your boss was an arrogant man who hated the women in the office, especially you. Because you turned him down when he asked me out, even when he knew you were with Terry. So this was his way of getting back at you. You had texted Terry to say that you were going to be late home, and not to wait up for you. It was about 11 o clock at night and you were still sat at your desk, rubbing your temples from a headache and feeling hungry and worn out. "Looks like you could use some company" came a voice from infront of you. You look up and see Terry! "Terry? How-what are you doing hear? How did you get in hear?" He grabs an office chair and sits at your desk with you. "The security guard knows me, and he knew that you were working late too" he moves a strand of hair away from your face, and he can see the bags under your eyes and your pale face. "You have been working to much baby, I'm taking you home now" "Terry I cant, I need to-" "you are not talking your way out of this. This is going to stop now. I have been on the phone with your asshole boss and his job is in danger if he continues to do this to you. And it's safe to say that he got the message" you exhale in relief, your shoulders fall and you feel so tired. Terry strokes your cheek and leans in close. "Come on baby, let's grab some Chinese on the way home, and get you some sleep" he says before kissing you gently. "How are you this perfect Terry?" He chuckles. "I dont know, I just am" you both laugh, and you take your things with you as Terry takes you home.

CK: you were sat at the computer desk in Terry's office, as you had to complete your online work for your job. You had been doing this for 3 days in a row, and didnt really get a chance to stop unless you were going to bed, and that was very late at night. Nearly 11-12 o clock. It was day 4 when you could feel your body and mind shut down. Your eyes hurt from constantly looking at the computer screen, you were getting repetitive strain injury from all the typing, you had a bad headache and your back and shoulders were killing you. You hid your face in your hands as your elbows leant on the desk, when Terry walks in and sees you. "Sweetheart? Are you still working?" "Yep" came your voice, a little muffled from your head being in your hands. You sit up and face Terry, and he sees your pale skin, red eyes and dark bags underneath your eyes. "I only have about 5 more emails left to do, but each one will take an hour to complete and read through. I honestly think I'm going to hit my mental wall in a minute" he gives you a concerned look and walks up to the desk. And he stands behind you as your sat down. "Come on sweetheart, you need to take a break. Let me help you relax" "I'd love to Terry but I need to get this done as soon as I-" your cut off all of a sudden by Terry, who starts to give you a lovely, pressured shoulder massage. Kneading his thumbs against the little knots in your muscles. Making you close your eyes and lean back against him. "There we go sweetheart. That's what you need. I think you have had enough work for now. Dont you think?" You smile up at him, with a look of relief in your eyes. "I think your right babe" he leans down and kisses you. "Now, why dont you get your shirt and bra off and lie down on our bed while I get the massage oil out? I can release all that tention your holding" "I love you so much terry" "I love you too sweetheart"

#thomas ian griffith #sensei targaryen #terry silver #cobra kai #kk3

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hwaightme · 2 years ago

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Okay i'm here as promised buckle up because i have A LOT to say!!!

first lemme just say that i wanted to read the beginning quickly before going to work but i ended up powering through the whole thing i literally could not put it down. during the whole thing i was literally thinking is the kind of shit that should get published. so beofre i ramble into oblivion

i divided my comment into 3 points

first, oc really hit home on this one. like when you wrote that she born into heartbreak and nutured by it i felt that so hard. from the get go i felt really close to her. and what you was were describing felt so real. she didn't feel rushed or superficial she felt like a real character with background and history. so yeah amazing character development

second, the pacing of it all was outstanding!! like it was impossible to stop reading. i was literally held hostage by this fic yes it was THAT good! every event the was progressing the story flowed naturally nothing felt rushed or dragged on. it was just the perfect rythym!!!

third, T.H.E S.M.UT. girllll i cannot believe it was your first smut!!!! like brooo omg the amount of times i almost threw my phone across the room just to get a breather... honestly when they were back in the club and mingi just blurted "use me" i literally LOST. IT. the tension was through the roof!!! i was legit kicking my feet because i was just going insane. and what followed was just to die forrrrrr everything was perfecttttt princess mingi is the absolute best!!!!!!!

and that cliffhanger girl we live in a world where we need part 2 of this masterpiece. like im really NOT the romantic type at all but you got me so in my feels so much that i crave a good ending. like i loved so much peeking throught the cracks of oc's thick armour. mingi def has the power to get her to bring her guard down. of course as an author myself there absolutely no pressure! creative process cant be forced but just know if this happen ill be there literally barking lol

okay so thats all thanks so much for this amazing ff ! sorry for the typos im legit just typing and not thinking

Hello there! Am I tearing up? Why yes I am ;~; This really is leaving me speechless. To borrow Shakespeare's words from Twelfth Night: “I can no other answer make but thanks, and thanks, and ever thanks.”

I am reading and rereading your comments and it honestly feels surreal. I so deeply appreciate what you have written and what your thoughts are about 'Use Me', and before I go and sob a lil bit from the sheer glee and how overwhelmed I am (in the best sense ever), let me try my best to answer you <3

As someone who adores literature in all of its forms, I am beyond honoured that you feel this is the type of work that should be published. Really, I have no words other than the fact that I am blown away and am so grateful.

About the OC, what you wrote about the feeling of depth and of connection with the character is so unbelievably meaningful to me. I greatly enjoy work that delves into exploring the psyche and the emotional landscape of personas, and attempt to learn bit by bit about how to incorporate that; proper character development, as well as having good pacing are both major goals for me, so I… quite literally… shouted into the horizon when I read your kind words about that. I am sitting here beaming at the screen <3 (because I am held hostage by your ask I literally want to print it out and hug it and am giving you a virtual hug right now)

As the song goes: THANXX (and gracias, and all translations of it)!!!!! Ahah yep indeed it was and I am seriously really honoured that the tension and the flow of the scenes were that kind of an experience <3 (and princess mingi for the win ;))

This is the highest form of praise, right here, and okay you know how I said 'tearing up' yeah I am fully boarding the feels train, you say you are in the feels? Okay what is your seat I am about to be in the carriage thank you so much!!!! ;~; Really grateful for your understanding nature and for your kindheartedness and for the time that you took to read and to share your thoughts with me and really… I think… a part 2 could very much be a (high) possibility now ;) as you say, it may take a little longer, but I would love to dive in deeper, and see how the relationship in 'Use Me' will be changing, how the past can haunt just about anyone, and if, given time and effort, people can heal, and learn to both love and live.

From the bottom of my heart, I thank you so much for your words, the inspiration and motivation. Much love, big hugs and wishing you all the very best and more <3

#byuntrash101 #hwaightme #hm/asks #hm/use me #ateez fanfic #ateez x reader #ateez mingi #mingi x reader

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ar-fmp · 9 months ago

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29/02 - Development

Carrying on from yesterday, I found out that using a new directional light far away from my plane works a lot better. Also I turned off bloom in the world settings and changed the auto exposure in my camera to manual. Combined with a custom material I made and after adding a tint to the light, it came out as a decent green colour.

I have just added a very basic enemy to my game, who at the moment will just move to a certain actor currently named "GoTo".

Although my new character isn't moving at all and I cant see why.

As I was about to change the simple move to actor node, I had just remembered about the nav mesh bounds volume - which when adding; was the reason my enemy character wasn't moving.

I have finished most of this enemy now by adding health, health check and an attack check ( which is incomplete for now due to there being nothing to attack ).

I also gave them two tags to be able to refer to all enemies no matter the type.

Using these new tags, I have made a spawner, which will spawn enemies in waves in a wide radius off screen.

There are currently two problems however. The area they spawn in is way too small, and they just keep on spawning when they shouldn't be.

I have gone back over my blueprint and couldn't see any errors as I had done it a far simpler way than my last project - albeit it has no way of incrementing the wave at the moment. I decided to check out my enemy blueprint to see if I had spelt the tags correctly... but there were none. It seems like rather than giving the blueprint the tags, I had given that one enemy the tags; so that whenever it would spawn an enemy, it wouldn't have a tag therefore it would keep spawning.

Now I have but one problem, the radius is far too small.

After some time looking for a guide on how I would go about creating a doughnut shape for the enemies to spawn in, I found a video that perfectly described what I was looking for.

youtube

With the blueprints from this video, my enemies will now spawn off screen and travel towards the center.

I wanted to start making the towers, so I would start with the castle, which would act as the main building the player must protect while slowly shooting enemies and gaining small bits of gold. Although my enemies would no longer spawn. So I made another actor and gave it all of GoTo's references, now none of the enemies move... I pressed undo a bunch and got it back to a point where the enemies would move. I started by making the GoTo look at the nearest enemy to them.

I made it so it can shoot forwards and tweaked it a little to prevent the error log being filled.

Now it will look towards and shoot when there are enemies available. For a brief moment it did, because it just won't anymore.

Turns out that the problem was that one destroy actor node which would destroy the actor if the enemy wasn't hit ( Right as it spawns ).

I'm going to up the speed from 500 to 900 because it feels way to slow. Now I'm going to 1000 so the castle doesn't shoot when isn't necessary. I've managed to set a range the castle can shoot from, just to make it that much worse. I don't the player to rely on the castle to do everything, but I also don't want it do be absolutely defenseless.

Now back to the enemies, they can now attack the castle; doing 2 + (Current Wave / 4). I plan on having the enemies do more damage to other buildings as they are not as important. These amounts may change as the castle starts at 100 health.

Something I did forget is the gate that lets the enemies attack multiple times after reaching the buildings.

I going to remove the way to close the gate, as I believe it is causing me problems and there wont really be a time where the enemy will stop colliding with the building unless one of them is dead.

The enemies are a lot more fluent now and can attack easier, another thing that helped was the constraints section in the enemy blueprint.

Now for the scary part, I'm gonna be adding building to my game.

Using this video I have learnt a simple way of adding building to my game.

Im gonna have spots around the castle that when clicked will bring up an option on what to build. But for now it will only build a certain type of tower.

After seeing what happened when there were 8 towers and a castle, I have increased the enemy castle damage ( 3 + ( Current Wave / 2 ) ) and enemy health ( 10 + Current Wave ).

The tower's bullets are slightly weaker but much faster than the castle's bullets.

#Youtube

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shuchu · 2 years ago

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here are my live reactions compiled into one post because i don't wanna spam y'all (bruh tumblr keeps putting a community label on this post even tho it's barely nsfw lmfao but anyways, just for tumblr: NSFW, MINORS DNI)

luca

AYO LUCA????? THIS MUSIC IS MAKING ME FEEL THINGS- maybe i'm just horny

the live voice acting tho??? he's so cute

omg i think their outfits are based on how they were before they got isekai-ed, the person on twitter was right !!!!

LUCA LAUGHING AT HIS LINES IN THE VISUAL NOVEL? LORE? THIS MAN 💀

AYO SHOWING OFF HIS MUSCLES???? OKAY THIS DESCRIPTION...i think i'm gonna lose my mind when i actually see it

awww baby's nervous, he's so cute

hand reveal? lmao- OKAY RINGS WTF NEW NECKLACE JUST DROPPED, CHOKE ME

HIS JACKET???? LOOKS STYLISH AS HELL SHEEEESH

okay ngl i love the outfit so far, it's only half body rn

mans really said, "you haven't even seen me take it off yet." WTF LUCA???

I'M STARING DISRESPECTFULLY- MAN TIDDIESSSSSSS LEMME AT EM BOOBA STRAP LESSGOOOO

HE HAS A CHOKER AND A GOLD NECKLACE WHAT THE FUCK I'M GOING FERAL- THE UNHOLY THOUGHTS IN MY HEAD RIGHT NOW SNAJXJSBJX

FANGIES????? hana has fainted

OMG PIERCINGS???? THE SUNGLASSES. STOP- where can i get myself a luca kaneshiro?

HE TOOK THE JACKET OFF?? PUT ME IN A CHOKE HOLD WITH THOSE ARMS PLEASE

OFF THE SHOULDER??? AND FOREHEAD KISS???

NEW OVERLAY???? it fits the vibes of his new outfit so well and new alerts?? poooooogggg

NEIL *shakes fist*

imma have luca brainrot now- imma die i love his new outfit

shu

HOLY SHIT MY SHUEY SHU I'M SO EXCITED

his outfit looks so detailed i can't

omg his handmade lore vid THIS MAN HAHAHA

"oh wait i'm supposed to be an adult now" *elongated self* I CANT WITH THIS MANS

THE ZOOM IN HAHAHAH NOT THE LMAO. THIS IS WHY THIS MAN IS MY OSHI LMAOOOO

THE POOP HAHAHAH

"STOP TYPING LMAO" LMAO I CANT HAHAHAH THE FUCKING BANANA

"shirtless? will that get me views? will that get my son views on youtube?" THE ZOOM IN ON THE MOM I'M FUCKING DYING I LOVE MY OSHI

"coincidentally there's a random man wearing this" I'M DYING

SHU'S LAUGH HE'S SO CUTE

THE SHADOW???? DUDE I'M SIMPING ALREADY

he has beads in his hand?

NOT THE POOP SHAPED REVEAL SASUGA MY OSHI

HAND REVEAL??? HE HAS GLOVES? WAIT WHAT'S THAT??

OMG HE HAS A MARK ON HIS FOREHEAD AND HIS BANANAAAAAA

WHOAAAAA HE LOOKS SO ROYAL, REGAL, FORMAL WHAT THE HECK

YO I LOVE HIS FIT it's so intricate and detailed

feet? for free? 👀 yamitoes ehe

the bone bois!!!

his outfit is probably the most complicated of all luxiem boys, vox might be a close second tho

HE CAN PUT HIS ARM DOWN BRO WHAT THE FUCK FINALLY LMFAOAOAOAO

HE CAN TAKE THE OUTER LAYER OFF??? he's so pretty, pretty boi <33

"the lashes stay tho, slay" HAHAHAH

NEW TRANSITION AND OVERLAY??? LESSGOOOO

like vox said: more of this please-

he's perfect, couldn't possibly stan my oshi any more than i already do

mysta

meeeeestaaaaa bb

what is this starting screen 🧍🏻‍♀️

lmao mysta rp asmr? ayo? OMEGALUL

this man...

HE WRAPPED HIMSELF UP HAHAHAH WHAT THE FUCK

NOT THE LIP EMOJI HAHAHAH I'M DYING

"i'm all bondaged up" okay mysta

"i found out a fetish that i didn't even know i had" mystaaaaaa HAHAHAH

THE BROTHERS AND THEIR MEMES I FUCKING CANT

this goofy ah man

he's got a briefcase, we been knew

"hand. tee es kay ar" LMFAO

not him wanting to swing the briefcase against someone's head 💀💀

"surface level dps" 💀

not the briefcase pickup line, this man...

he has a scarf, pien 🥺

"i still got the sex gloves" lmaoo

UKI'S NOTIFICATION ON TWITTER GOT ME CACKLING: "oh shit merry christmas" LMFAO

his outfit looks so comfy ue

HE HAS A MONOCLE (i think that's what it's called) ???

THE LITTLE BERET???

MINI PONYTAILLLLLLL

no hat no glasses, pien 🥺 he's so baby

new earrings too <33

"you guys wanna see me take off my clothes now?" i-

omg without the outer layers??? why does he look like such a good boy 💀

i love the layered necklaces tho!!!

he has such a tiny waist wtf what a slut

OMG HE CAN PUT HIS ARM DOWN TOO

i wanna give him a hug 🥺

THE OUTRO MUSIC UEUEUE

vox

voxyyyyy

this is so calming?

sasuga voxy, the production quality. GOD

shu and sonny VA!!! is the other one kotoka? meloco? kotoka for sure after watching more

TSKR JAPANESE

ONIGIRIIIIII

omg new overlay?

"oh my god. BALLS." sasuga vox

his nails are so long sheesh

"you know i keep that mf-ing thang on me" this guy lmaooo

OH HE'S ACTUALLY GOT HIS BOOBA OUT

ayo new eye makeup? pog

YOO he actually looks like a demon now jesus

yoooo black and gold horns!!!!

ponytail vox sheesh

ngl, i think this is my second fav outfit, i'm a sucker for intricate and detailed outfits

ike

PLAID GANG

HEELS STEP ON ME IKEY

such a comfy outfit ueue

the turtleneck eeee

not the steve jobs from vox on twitter lmao

OMG THE EYEBROW PIERCING AND THE BERET

eeee he's comfy boi

ikey wikey ;w; he's so precious help

omg he can write in his book now!!!

his outfit is so lowkey which is not a bad thing !!! i love!!!

THE WINKKKKKK IKEY STOP

new intro and more stuff coming?? AAAA

HE HAS MORE???? king of jebait for real

OMG HE'S GOT A SURPRISE FOR US

aaawww his new starting screen with hints to the previous ones aaa i love that 🥺

i love all their new outfits, i love that for ike and mysta it's peak comfy vibes, luca looks really handsome in his and vox and shu it's just so regal and detailed ugh i love, i stan

i can't stop looking at shu

#hana rambles ♡#luxiem new outfits AAAA #WHAT DO YALL THINK #luxiem #nijisanji en

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I AM HERE FOR DOWN THE HATCH! HEY YO, LETS GOOOOO

the start is already funny lmaooooo sunghoon asking YN questions about an orange juice brand omg i really miss the old days when my friends and i did the same. "is this orange juice good?" "idk" "okay" HDJKSAHDJAKDJHKA and the way hes with Niki oh gawd BYE

Sunghoon grabbed your hand, brushing a quick kiss on your forehead.

STOP OMG PUKING, SCREAMING, CRYING

THEY PUT BEER IN THE JUNGLE JUICE TO MAKE IT BUBBLY? BYE I AM WHEEZING AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA and not because Jay saw it on tiktok with the whole tiktok made me do it hjdashjasdk

Sunghoon laid a drunken head on your shoulder, taking a hand into his.

you want me to pass out early? JUST SAY IT

“Dude, you just picked up a Little, what are you talking about?" Riki interjected (the Little in question).

THE WAY I KNEW THAT NIKI WAS HIS LITTLE HDJSAKHDJSKA

Sunghoon led you to his bed, climbing in shortly after. You two were silent as he took you into his arms, the warmth of his chest lulling you into darkness.

foam at my mouth atp

You brushed the loose hairs out of your face, staring at your boyfriend’s features in the glow of his LED lights.

I'M BRINGING MY LAWYER NOW OMG

The bus jolted forward and you stumbled into Sunghoon’s torso, his free hand catching your shoulder.

GIRL I'M THIS CLOSE TO EXPLODING

“You’re sly, Park Sunghoon,” you whispered. His arm was toned, and it felt firm under your grasp.

“Hey, I hit a PR at the gym yesterday, this is a reward for both of us. You should thank me really.”

BYEEEEEEEEEEE I HATE HIM OMG how can you do this to me!!!! i dont need to look at sunghoon's biceps rn but i will look

Sunghoon didn’t mind that he traded his Americano with your smoothie. He didn’t mind that the tartness of the fruit totally ruined his favorite dessert. Your happy expression was enough for him.

my heart T_T i cant anymore of this fluff. my teeth hurts! the cavities are growing omg

“Jake, can I please just have a night with my girl? You see her like four days a week in class, and could’ve gotten help then.”

JAKE STOP KILLING THE VIBE! Move my dude!!!! hjjsdadsajkdhsajk

Sunghoon downed the drink in one shot, his cheeks cherried from the alcohol. “This is why I love you.”

He paused. That was the first time he said I love you to you. You snickered, “That still counts even if you’re drunk.”

He pouted his lips, then smiled, “Honestly, I consider that a win.” He stuck his tongue out at you. “Ha! I said it first.”

OKAY I HAD TO BRING THIS IN. Because this is so cute. Drunk or not, the feelings are there and drunk words are sober thoughts. and oh my god. OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!! DBSHAJDSAJSA He said it first T_T which means hes a big ass simp lmfaoooo AND I AM HERE FOR IT

Hell, there was one night where you made out for what felt like two hours straight. One of his hands was finally on the inside of your panties, rubbing you expertly, but as soon as you reached for the front of his jeans, Sunghoon stood up. You two were drunk, but even then you could tell that his “phone call from Heeseung-hyung” was nothing more than him pulling up the calculator app and putting it to his ear.

NOT THE CALCULATOR HAHAHAHAHAHAHA Sunghoon you doodoo head omg i just love that he's like i wanna do this sober and with consent ): why is he so soft and cute? STUPID UGH i am falling deep

Yunjin then muttered, “Couldn’t be me. Drunk sex is…”

YUNJIN HJDKAHDJKSAJHKA lets be honest, drunk sex is tiring lmfao

hoonhoon bro: should i just ask her out again

Jake cleared his throat and slowly turned his screen towards only him, “Lemme check something real quick.”

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH OKAY I AM SORRY BUT THIS LMFAO WHY AM I JAKE TBH LOLOLOL

Jake looked up from typing on his laptop. In a hushed whisper, “You’re seeing other guys!?”

TSK TSK jake!!!! maybe you shouldnt be turning your laptop away! AND, YOU SUGGESTED THE PLAN LMAO

OMG JAKE AND SUNGHOON'S TEXT MESSAGES LMFAO WHY IS THIS SO FUNNY i am wheezing BYE i am covering my mouth from laughing loud because this is amazing dhjsakhdjak the way jake is just as oblivious ahhaahhahhahaha this is the jake i see rn hahaah

You heard Jake sigh in relief, “I seriously went through all the stages of grief just now.”

LMFAO JAKE PLS! You did this to yourself, idiot!!!!

He smiled at you when you opened the passenger door, a single pink tulip waiting for you on your seat.

As much as I love orchids, tulips are my other favorites and seeing that this is what he does FML IM GONNA GO CRY

“I would’ve brought you here anyway. Surprise!”

HE IS SO STUPID DGHASJKDHSJAKHDJAK LET ME GO SCREAM INTO MY PILLOW RQ BRB

You gulped. You couldn’t keep your eyes off of his hands as he put on his own skates.

going feral as we spead I MEAN READ

In efforts to hide your embarrassment, you responded, “Ice skating seems like the perfect way for you to charm women.”

He grinned, “Yeah, and judging by the look of you… It’s working, isn’t it?”

SHUT UP PARK SUNGHOON OMG I NEED TO LEAVE

“Let’s watch a movie, we didn’t properly use my surround sound last time.”

IS IT TIME TO GO FERAL? properly. use. surround. sound. FERAL

He leaned back and grinned, “You share something equally embarassing of course! Your face is so red… Jeez, what did you have in mind, Y/N?”

I AM GOING TO BEAT THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF HIM ON SIGHT OMG

“Yeah, not sure Heeseung would appreciate being tangled in a lie.”

YOU MEAN CALCULATOR HEESEUNG DHJSAKDHASJKHDAK

You smirked, “Someone who looks good underneath me.”

And it was true. Sunghoon looked real good. And he was well worth the wait.

F E R A L IS MY NEW NAME GHDJSAKHDJAKSHDSJKA jkjk

BUT OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG PART TWO IS SO FUCKING CUTE??? Like i am just so in love with stupid park sunghoon and i didnt know i could love him MORE and now im gone. DONE. ENDGAME. if there happens to be a part 3, im just gonna combust and disappear because WHAT JUST HAPPENED JFAKSJDKASDHSJAK he is so AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH

GENIEEEE AHHH HAHAHAHA THANK YOU always such a pleasure to read your thoughts.

BUT FORREAL THAT PIC OF JAKE HAHAHA exactly his expression omfg

thank you for reading and going feral alongside with me HAHA <3 ahhh im so delulu....

thank you for your message it means a lot <3

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