#and ill dissapear again

[aikselddaiks]

the night time is the right time

[beeturtlle]

kids from the south

[chrmatic-coping]

Random art drop cause I've been dead on Tumblr for months and sometimes I forget to post stuff so... Here are a bunch 😭

(The majority of the art is ocs if I'm not wrong, Aydan Justice Eirlys and the vampire dude being from an oc world I have ! And Jiji being a Sona, I think my main one at the moment?-)

(yes the artstyle shifts here a bit because some of these were done a long time ago and some like, recently so yeah-)

[director-yomi-hellsmile]

Sowwy I don't respond to literally anyone anywhere atm my brain decided it will now be Tired and refuse to form any coherent sentences nor let me do anything for the duration also I got breaking bad soundtrack stuck in my mind the whole day ourj pain. Also thumb/wrist starting to hurt more today when I Do things >:(((

[laneynoir]

*strolls into Tumblr like I haven't been gone for half a week*

Missed you guys! I will be devouring your blogs momentarily, but figured I'd explain why I was MIA 😅 turns out the iron problem with my blood is a bit more severe than I'd guessed, so my body's been trying to kill itself (without my brains help this time, with is rude.)

I never fully got well after the whole 'walking pneumonia passing out in the creek' debocal, add all of the together and you get a very shocking Sunday for all when nobody could get ahold of me. This did not make my mother happy ofc so enter mass fun as no one can wake me up.

Apparently they sprayed water at my face. So loved.

Yay. So Kylaney's super sick with a fever, uber dizzy, horrid pain (still here and it feels like I've been in about twelve 1v3 fights at a tournement amd then tossed into a paper shredder) and mussels that can't even screw a cap of a water bottle. Basicly I've been mostly unconscious for the past 3 days and utterly useless. Not ignoring you guys :D

Apparently they sprayed water on my face

[myriadfrogs]

working on a Honami drawing !!

[ratigan-in-the-wall]

I was scraping the plaque off my teeth in the bathroom with a toothpick (don’t know where the fuck my toothbrush went but my teeth felt fuzzy and it was Bad Sensory) and had to stop a moment cuz I was wondering where the hell the holes in my teeth went before remembering that I had dental surgery (:/)

[splookiee]

im too lazy to post art on a consistent basis

[jaal-ama-daravv]

dissecting the mortal romance scene (both routes)

dissecting the graveyard scene dissecting the mortal romance path scene dissecting the mortal emmrich argument scene (all routes) emmrich x rook cinematic (mortal)

lich version dissecting the alternate romance path dissecting the argument scene (lich path) dissecting the emmrich romance scene (lich) mortal vs lich romance path emmrich x rook cinematic

home stretch baby, I have no idea how long this one will be as I'll save most of the nit grit for the master post

ALAS, lets go -

Emmrich, heart made of worry, mind racing a million miles. the relief in his voice, tainted with gratitude. he looks at rook like he has witnessed the sun and moon collide

Path 1 - I almost was. It was baffling.

I actually quite like this path - it has mourn watch specific dialogue, Rook is vunerable, and emmrich is a sweetheart at the end. there isn't much depth here - it feels like the logical dialogue piece, splash of optimism in there. its a refreshing piece for these two, but path 3 holds a mjority fo the emotion and fear and still tops my life in choices for this scene. ill expand below

Path 2 - It's all right. I'm safe.

in this path of dialogue, emmrich seems to have built some resilience and rook wants to push past the emotional side of it. this path feels, very 'lets just move on' if i'm being honest.

still feeling some distance in this dialogue - but this is probably due to the other paths having a more emotional side to them. emmrich also reaffirms to use here again about rook being remarkable in his eyes - their indomitability. and the, 'my love'. Oh he knows how to make us swoon.

Rook smiles at Emmrich.

Path 3 - Thought I'd be there forever.

this has to be my one and only choice in this scene as it represents rook ripping apart their own pride and ego, and allows them to be vulnerable with their love. with the knowledge of rook being stuck in the fade for weeks, this line hits even more harder than before. being teapped for weeks with your own regret, its horrifying. rook getting in touch with their emotions in this path is truly wonderful because emmrich respons with such glee and relief in his voice, he was terrfied. bar in mind the last conversation they had before rook dissappeared was the argument scene, so they both had so much regret and fear. gosh the love these two have.

BUT - I want to point out the mirroing of this scene in relation to Emmrich's fear of death and his lich path. "I was afraid I'd be there forever" and yes yes, I know its the same dialogue in the lich romance but in BOTH of them, it mirrors him somehow. Rook was not afraid of death, but afraid of mourning, and living with regret forever of losing emmrich. Mirroring how lich Emmrich would mourn Rook forever in the event of their death, per the argument scene. i just think its touching even if uninentional

the relief...oh my god the relief in his shaking voice. he is so grateful and ugh. We know emmrich doesn'y get over, and never will get over his fear of death, but being with rook has helped him in some way. even if slightly. He is given into himself being a fool in love and not worrying about how he is perceived as much. its beautiful, even if only a smidge.

Rook smiles at Emmrich.

All Paths Lead To

I AM INCONSOLABLE DO NOT TOUCH MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

I NEED NOT SAY ANY WORDS - LOOK AT THIS. THE TENDERNESS. THE LOVE. THE PLESE DONT GO. THE WAY ALL OF HIS FEARS DISSAPEAR LOOKING AT ROOK. THE WAY HE ACCEPTS THE LOVE HE THOUGHT HE WOULD NEVER RECIEVE. THE WAY FLASHES OF MARRAIGE AND A FAMILY DAWN ON HIM IN THIS MOMENT. THE WAY NOTHING ELSE MATTERS BUT ROOK. the way he grunts, TWICe. THE WAY I AM SOBBING ON THE FLOOR. IM GONNA SAY IT AGAIN - SOULMATES. FADE MATES, SOUL BOUND, DONT CARE. INEVITABLE.

anyway

look i can only say it so many times. the guy is obsessed, rook is obsessed. emmrich had so much shame around his besottedness of being a fool in love. emmrich watched his parents die, of course he is terrfied that the love of his LIFE, the person he has YEARNED, DREAMED of meeting for 40 ODD YEARS. the way emmrich is a hopeless romantic, and always has been. the way that this is relateable with each passing day. emmrich dreamed of marriage, and having a close family. but no one shared his affection the way he did. and thank the MAKER no one wanted him like rook does. his heart sparked not with love at first sight for rook, but familiarity, a love which then buried itself deep in his bones, sprouting the love he has always yearned of. his search for an eternal, enduring affection - like how he engraved on their tombstones, "they walk eternity hand in hand"

oh yeah, after the fade to black, its very cute dialogue choices - emmrich wanting to fetch rook some breakfast. Rook comments -

to which emmrich will respond - dialogue varies but has this line regardless. god he is so confident in their eternal love

Option 1 will see a more romantic dialogue as suggested with rook touching his face gently and -

Rook will respond with "I know" and the two will kiss passionately and my heart explodes

Option 2 will have rook and emmrich go to bone zone for the second time - our man knows how to keep it going thats for sure

rook will whisper in emmrichs ear, the two will giggle and laugh and kiss, and he will get on top of rook and then you can see me crying in the corner because i love them so much

usually we go abit deeper with the dissection but honestly, there isnt much to say. and words arent needed here, you can see and feel the love and enduring affection they share for eachother - into eternity.

I'm so excited to share the Act 3 dissection and overal character breakdown of emmrich with you guys soon ♥

[beeturtlle]

im prob gonna be busy with comms this whole week so ill give yall silly ponys, as an apologize for dissapearing again 😭😭

[sunrise-imagines]

I love your finn x reader farm world stories you've been writing. They are so good I can't stop reading them, I don't know how to ask this, And I don't know if you're still taking requests but can you write Farm World finn x reader Where the reader is from Ooo, but she looks exactly like farmworld finn' s wife And how would he react. I'm sorry if that's messed up, I like pain.

Ohhhh boy this one will be heartbreaking. Thanks for requesting! Reader uses she/her pronouns in this one

This is an AU in which Reader’s farmworld self replaces Huntress Wizard, love you HW

TW: Angst, mention of illness, mentions of death, hurt and a little comfort,

Farmworld Finn x Reader who’s his wife’s counterpart

• You had agreed to go with Fionna, Cake and Simon to find another crown and make their world magical again.

• After a close run-in with the scarab, you find yourselves in a post apocalyptic city.

• People all around you were giving you surpised looks, which only made you even more uncomfortable in this already hostile environment.

•When Jay first sees you all in the city, he can’t believe his eyes. He’s had this happen before, sometimes seeing someone with a similar hair color to his mother, only to have to remind himself that she’s gone.

•But when you turn around and he sees your face, there’s no mistaking it. It’s you. He doesn’t know how or why, but you’re here again! Tears flow down his cheeks as he struggles to keep quiet and out of sight.

•Once the Destiny gang are gone, Jay looks at you in awe before hurling himself into your arms and hugging you so hard you almost fall over.

• The three of you have to try and explain to him that, although you look like his mother, you’re not actually her, and slowly his smile starts to fade as the realization sets in.

•He agrees to take you to his dad, but is really worried about he will react.

• The five of you make your way to the small farm, where Finn is busying himself chopping logs. He wipes his brow, turning around to scold Jay for staying in the city so long. But then he sees you.

• No. This isn’t real. This is just another one of his dreams. That’s what this is. It’s just a dream. None of this is real. Any moment now he’s going to wake up, shaking in a cold sweat like he has every night for the last 3 years.

• But then you reach out and touch his arm, and he feels the warmth of your hand on his skin. You’re real. You smile awkwardly, a little unsure of what to say, “It’s Finn, right? It’s nice to meet you.”

• For the first time in years, he sheds a tear, and you instinctively you bring your hand to his cheek and wipe it away with your thumb. He brings his hand up to hold yours, feeling your soft hands against his calloused ones.

• “Who are you?” He asks, his voice shaking as if you might dissapear at any moment.

• “This is going to sound crazy, but I’m from another universe, and my friends and I need your help.”

• You try to explain yourselves to him, the fact that there are multiple universes, that you came to save Fionna and Cake’s, and that there is even an alternate version of himself. You decide to gloss over bringing up your own counterpart, having pieced together from Jay’s sadness that her fate was likely an unpleasant subject.

• He brings you all inside, and instantly the kids are all over you, crying and none of you have the heart to tell them the truth, so you play along. None of them care if it didn’t make sense, they were just happy to have their mom back.

• After a tense dinner and discussion about the crown, all of you are made to sleep in the hayloft. But after Fionna and the others have fallen asleep, you sneak out back to the house.

• You find Finn sitting in front of the fireplace, watching the flames as Jake lays next to him. You hesitate, debating just leaving and going to sleep, but his voice breaks the silence first.

• “I know you’re there, leave me be.” He mutters, not looking away from the flickering light. But you don’t leave, instead taking a seat next to him. Jake pads up to you and sits in your lap.

• You stay like that for awhile, the tension so thick you could cut through it, but after a little while you steel yourself and in a soft voice finally ask the question that’s been eating at your mind, “What was she like?”

• He sighs, a deep and tired breath that he’s clearly been holding in for far too long.

• Finn tells you everything, how the two of them met not long after the crown was destroyed, how she was the only one who accepting him despite his past as the Snowman. How the two fell in love, her kindness slowly melting the icy walls around his heart. How they built this house together, and not long after moving in their first son was born. How eventually their tiny family kept growing, only getting happier with each new addition. How a couple years after Bonnie was born, she started to developed a cough, and at the time she brushed it off as nothing a little rest couldn’t fix. But she kept getting worse, eventually becoming bedridden and barely able to move. How the doctors pulled him aside and told him that her prognosis wasn’t good, and while he tried to hide it from her, she already knew her time was coming. How the kids would bring her flowers and help feed her, and how she kept smiling and laughing no matter how bad the pain got. Then one day, she took his hand in hers, telling him how much she loved him and their family, and how grateful she was to have been able to be with him, if only for a little while. And then she was gone, and his world changed forever.

• After he’s done, you’re left speechless. There’s nothing you can do or say to take away the pain he’s feeling, and your presence is no doubt exacerbating it. You feel tears well up and you try to think of what you can do.

• In the end, you just put your head on his shoulder, speaking so quietly it’s almost a whisper, “I’m sorry I’m not her.”

[urfavlarry]

REQUESTS ARE OPEN AGAIN LETS GOO!

I just have this crazy idea which is kinda cringy but can you do a soulmate au with tyler where the last thing your soulmate says to you is written on your wrist, but it changes when they are in the phantom realm and then tyler dies, or something like that

i know it sounds stupid but thanks if you decide to do it ヾ(＾-＾)ノ

Meant to be part I.

Tyler Hernández x reader

warnings: swearing, bad grammar

genre: fluff

A/N: soo about the thing your soulmate says to you is on your wrist.. I made it so it’s the sentance your soulmate WILL say to you.. like the thing that is written on your wrist will happen in the future yk ?? like you have it ever since you were born and it dissapears when you meet your soulmate and they say the sentance to you! hope thats not confusing lmao

A/N 2.0: FUCKING HELL I JUST REALISED I MESSED THE WHOLE REQUEST UP OMG GIRLLL.. nah I’m so sorry but in the part two ill make it that in the phantom dimension its the opposite of the real world, you have your soulmates last words on your wrist so bare with me here okay

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“She’s probably the one that played that stupid prank on us.”

That was the sentance written on your wrist for about 16 years. You have no idea what it means since you weren’t the type to prank people since you thought those kinds of things were stupid and childish. You walk through the streets of Savannah, staring down at your phone. You were in Savannah for a school trip, another school coming along with you for 2 days. While you were lost in thought you feel someone crashing into you. Groaning, you put a hand on your head since they kind of hit you in the head pretty bad. “Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry!” A girl with short black hair and tattoos says to you, quickly getting up and looks you up and down; “Maybe as a sorry I could give you a tour of the Sorrel Weed house?” She says and eagerly waits for your answer; “A group cancelled on me so I have some free tickets left?” You look down at your phone, seeing that you still have about an hour left before having to go back to meet up with your class. “I um, sure? I have time.” She smiles and hands you one ticket and drags you to what looks like a very, very old house. She tells you to look around for a bit and that she will be back with some more people in a few minutes and to not touch anything.

A few minutes pass and she comes back with a group you noticed when you were walking to your room at the motel. You notice a boy with dark red hair and a girl, who is most likely his twin look at you. The girl smiled at you so you did so as well to not seem rude, but the boy just.. glared?? You shrugged it off and admired the old architecture of the house. It was a cozy but creepy looking house, it had some hidden details you wondered about. You liked imagining about what kind of memories the people that lived here had. Maybe they were a noble family that were secretely some sort of criminals? Or maybe it was a big family that struggled to keep themselves on their feet? You follow the others as the black haired girl, whos name you couldn’t remember lead you into an eerie looking room. You get chills down your spine and put on your hoodie, a really evident drop in temperature being in the room.

A phone ringing echoed through the room, the black haired girl excusing herself and left the room in a hurry. You eye the group who were whispering something to each other, the boy from earlier still eyeing you as you were some sort of pray. You hear the ginger girl talk about some sort of sensitivity to sound, the blonde boy and the grumpy one were fascinated by it. You walk past them and turn towards them, eyeing them from behind. You notice a strange figure behind the ginger girl, getting creeped out you gasp, alerting the others as well. “Ashlyn.. Behind you.” A boy with glasses says and you shiver, your whole body tensing up.

The girl flinched and falls to the ground, the mysterious figure disappearing in a heart beat. “What was that thing?” “A ghost maybe?” The blonde boy says as if this whole encounter was the most hilarious thing ever. The brunette boy scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. “Yeah as if, ghosts aren’t real.” He looks towards you and his brows furrow. He steps closer to you and pushes you towards the group. You stumble back, tripping on your feet but catch yourself before you could fall on your ass. “Rude much..” You mumble but immediately shut up when you see his pissed face.

“She’s probably the one that played that stupid prank on us.”

Your face goes pale, a tingly feeling welling up in your arm. He was your soulmate. You don’t say anything and just push past them. leaving the creepy house and hurry back to meet with your class. You were quiet the whole time at your hotel room, your roommates doing their own thing as you just layed there on your bed. It was about 11:43pm and you couldn’t get that boy off your mind. The other school, which they were from was just on the floor below yours. You wonder what your first words to him will be. You decide to go and speak to the ginger haired girl, thinking that she looked pretty nice you went downstairs and went to what you think was their room, at least that’s where you saw them enter. You knock on the door and pray for them to not be asleep when you hear the door open, and there she was. “Hey um, I was the one that was at that weird house with you guys.. I was wondering if we could um.. be friends?” You ask and mentally face palm at your shyness. She looks you up and down and yells some girls name. The girl, AKA the grumpy boys twin appears behind her and speaks up; “Hey! I remember you! You were with us at that house. Come in!” She says with a smile and you nod, walking in. “We were about to go to sleep but we could have a sleepover.” She says and you nod, introducing yourself; “Oh and by the way, I’m Y/N.” You say and they introduce themselves as Taylor and Ashlyn. You sit down on the floor and when you go and speak, your whole world goes black.

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A/N: haha bet you didn’t expect a cliffhanger !! I’ll make a part two soon so dw and make sure to take care of yourself guys~ :D

[silenttrxxs]

choi san! x reader

you was busy packing, it wasnt unusal for you to get a random text from your boyfriend.

산 san - get ready, pack your beloved items, were picking you up in 2 hours, love you 💜

so grabbing your phone and replying back quickly whilst pulling your suitcase out the wardrobe.

.. - yeah, ill be waiting ... where are we going?... love you too💜

you sighed and looked down at the empty suitcase, you run your hands through your hair and looked around your bedroom, grabbing your essential items before turning to your wardrobe.

you grabbed multiple jeans, some cute lingerie just incase... and jumpers, tops etc stuffing them into the suitcase, you might as well as become a wrestler by the way you had to fight with the suitcase to close it. Wiping the sweat from your forehead you jumped down from the bed and walked to the en-suite bathroom, grabbing your toothrush and toiletries, stuffing it all into your little bag.

you smiled as you heard your phone buzz again picking it up.

산 san - you better be packed up ill be there in a little bit..

you panicked looking down at yourself grabbing the new outfit you bought and running to the shower.

you rushed a reply before stepping into the shower.

...- yeah im in the shower let yourself in..

San was making his way through the busy seoul traffic, he finally had managed to worm a break with the members and you, a camping trip was organised after a mulitple hour long debate as to why we need to be eaten by bugs from most of the members.

after explaining that it would be nice to finally have time to breathe without the need to perform outside... the way nature would ground their busy heads for a while..and the mention that you was coming that finalised the debate. San smiled at the last text stuffing his phone into his pocket before moving his mask back over his face and adjusting his hat to cover him properly. He signaled to the driver to pull over and drop him a few streets away from your house, he wanted to take a breather before seeing you... and to get you a surprise gift to ease the blow of telling you where you would be heading.

he got out the car and thanked the driver before dissapearing into the crowd. slipping through the busy streets he found the first store he was looking for sliding up to the cashier when it was his turn, ordering the coffee and slipping out the store. he found his way to your buiding punching in the code to let himself in before making his way up to your apartment.

he smiled and placed the coffee on the kitchen side and taking his drink taking a small sip before gasping and choking as he watched you leave the bedroom and come towards him.

smiling and blushing as you looked at san, you walked straight up to him your hands reaching up to take the hat from his head placing it on the side, wrapping your arms around him, inhaling his scent and sighing. you missed him so much and it finally hit you just how much you did.

you looked up slowly meeting your eyes with his, to see a smirk splayed across his face.

"whats that face for huh?" you laughed.

"n-nothing i got you coffee" san said trying to keep a giggle from erupting through his throat.

"ohhh someones trying to get away with murder arent they" you laughed taking the coffee and thanking him.

"well were going camping by the way, i hope you havent packed too much" san said putting his hands up and laughing.

"huh what no not bugs... why why you know i hate bugs sannie" you said laughing and faking a glare at him.

"well were going with everyone so be ready for the next few days" san added and smiled walking to the bedroom grabbing your suitcase and placing it by the door.

"wooyoung will be here with hongjoong and hwa in a minute... are you ready love?" san said.

"yeah ill grab my bag and we can go" you replied before shooting off to grab your bag and heading out the door with san.

you slipped into the car with everyone greeting them all and talking amongst each other it had been a while since you had managed to see everyone so you was happy that this was actually happening.

you laughed and joked around with everyone before leaning back and sighing, the rushed morning and the lack of sleep had finally caught up with you. You snuggled into sans arm and let the sleep overtake you.

You felt a shake and a kiss pressed to your forehead as you stirred.

"are we there yet" you breathed out sitting up slowly and rubbing your eyes.

"yeah we are love now ill help everyone set up the tents you can help hwa with the campfire and stove and that" san said before being dragged away by wooyoung.

you stretched a little before sliding out the car and joining hwa.

"whoa hes serious isnt he... this is proper camping..." you laughed as you got the gas out and stove and started setting it up with hwa.

"yeah he had us in a meeting for hours about this..." hwa said laughing as he lit the fire.

"WE DID IT" was heard from the other members as they gathered around the fire.

"hey careful dont hurt yourselves" you said as you looked up.

"so sleeping arrangements whos sleeping where" you asked laughing a little and looking at san.

"well i wanted to pair with san but a certain someone took my spot so now i guess ill sleep with yeosang and jongho..." wooyoung whined and laughed.

"hey you can have him during the day okay..." you laughed and looked at san a small smirk playing on your lips.

"oh did anyone bring any drinks? i could do with one right now" you asked.

"i thought youd never ask" yunho laughed jumping up and running to the car grabbing the crate of drinks and placing them down.

"thanks yuyu" you said beforee grabbing a bottle and smiling taking a gulp of the liquid your eyes never leaving sans.

you giggled and cracked jokes with everyone as you enjoyed the atmosphere. you felt eyes on you the whole time as the stars finally painted the sky.

you watched and sung along to the songs that hongjoong sung with everyone.

you felt the alcohol coursing through your veins and the heat spreading across your cheeks as the night went on, you dont know when it happened but you was up and dancing with seonghwa before you knew it , you smiled and laughed along with him.

before you could thank him for the dance you felt arms wrap around your waist and some words mumbled and you body thrown into the tent. you gasped as you felt the heat towering above you.

"hmm someone looked a little cosy didnt they" san snarled looking down at you.

"i- n-no" you breathed out.

"oh really... you sure looked like it to me darling"

he leaned down capturing your lips together in a breathless kiss, his hands roaming your body.

"hmm you feel so good" he breathed out.

you moaned, you hips moving up to gain some friction, the mixture of the closeness of the pair of you and the alcohol creating an unbareable heat to pool between you both.

you gasped as you felt sans hands finding the button to your trousers and the coldness of the air hitting your skin. his large hands splayed across your naked thighs as he moved down his eyes locked with yours as he looked at your lower body, drinking in the sight before him.

"so pretty baby, look you even made an effort with this lingerie, such a good girl" san breathed out before ripping the panties and throwing them out the way.

he dived down his hands keeping your legs parted, his breath ghosting over your core. you threw your head back moaning into your hand. before you knew it you felt the wet heat enveloping your core. you tried to bite back the moans.

"hey hey no let them hear you baby, let them know who you belong too" san breathed out before diving back and taking your clit into his mouth, circling his toungue around the senstive bundle of nerves.

you tried to squeeze your legs together as the familar wave crashed through your body.

You looked down as you locked eyes with san, "fuck baby, please i need you, i need you badly" you moaned out moving, gripping at his trousers and pushing them down before moving to straddle his lap.

"f-fuck y-you feel so good" you panted as you sunk onto his length. Your walls welcoming him in, your mouths interwined together as you bottomed out.

Your hips slowly moving as you looked down. your eyes locking with each other and the tent filling with lewd moans and the sound of skin melding together.

you bounced on him, his hands digging into your thighs, moving and groping anywhere he could.

"fuck b-baby your gonna make me cum" he breathed out before emptying inside you.

"f-fuck san oh my god" you panted as you continued your movements, milking him for everything. You looked down and smirked, your hand splayed across his neck as you moved harder, the circle of your hips and the sounds spilling from your mouth was more than enough for you to feel his length becoming harder inside you.

"fuck yes yes oh my god san" you panted out as you tightened your grip on his neck. your walls contracting around him as you let the wave of your orgasm hit your like a tidal wave. you slowed your movements as the wave slowed down. rolling onto the side of san and smiling up at him.

"w-well then" you breathed out.

"HEY PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP YOU KNOW" you heard shouted across from the tent opposite.

you both laughed and rolled your eyes before grabbing the blankets and getting comfortable and falling asleep.

[messymoonmad]

The ask box is at 74 again so imma keep it open and then when the ithaca saga drops ill close it and dissapear to work on my finales and cook a hold them down or king animatic in a week or two inchallah so dont expect anymore answers for awhile. Love yall !!

[valneedsvalium]

𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓦𝓮 𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓕𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓐𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓦𝓪𝔂

pairing: will graham × dolly!reader

find the series masterlist here ꨄ︎

overview: will graham never planned to like you - if anything, you were suspicious, with those wide, doe eyes and oddly childish way of behaving. the only girl found alive amongst the rotting corpses of her dead mama and papa? he's bound to be suspicious, but you pull him in like bait.

warnings: mentions of sexual abuse, reader has childhood trauma and unexplored mental illness, gore - pls tell me if i've missed anything!

the first thing that the neighbours complained about was the vile smell. 'it's the mould, im sorry. ill call someone,' you had said, shifting from foot to foot, eyes wide, anxious. but it wasn't mould, was it?

your cheeks had become sallowed over the week. body oddly thin, brows permanently creased with worry. the neighbours visited again and again until they called the local authorities. your excuses of 'mama and papa ain't home' became unbelievable, but how would you understand that? there was something strange, the townspeople used to say about you, when you were a girl. you didn't like to interact with the other school children - they didn't like you. mama thought it was your fault, she'd lock your bedroom door at seven pm, 'worried for your safety,' as if the middle-of-nowhere texas was unsafe. the most that happened was a hitchiker coming through your town.

it was odd, the way your daddy would hike up your gingham skirt and press strange, unwanted kisses to your cheeks before they strayed to your jaw, then your neck. it was your fault it had to happen, he'd tell you. your mama knew, and after, she'd pet your forehead with cooed admonishing words.

you'd first understood it was wrong when you sat on a tree with your friend, emmeline jacobs, and asked her if her daddy ever kissed her. she'd snorted and looked at you like you were stupid. 'yeah, when i was eight.' the two of you were fifteen, at the time, and only much later did you realise you knew less than your parents made out that you did. you were not smart, you felt rather dumb, instead, like a lamb that has known it's entire life being prepared for slaughter. you did not know your wrongs from rights or your goods from evils.

so, when your papa had handed you a mallet to make the chicken for the night and your mother had dutifully boiled potatoes over the gas stove, you had stood in the doorway, watching him slink off to the lounge and sit in his armchair, old and worn, much like him. the television was turned on, playing a hunting channel. bear hunting with halloran james. the mallet hung limply in your slender hand as you watched him rest a hand his stomach with the kind of lazy 'masculinity' that made you feel uncomfortable in your own skin.

you'd crept behind his armchair, quiet, brows pinched together in concentration, and stood still, contemplating, before the mallet had swung with a surprising amount of force for someone with little muscle mass. the crack heard before the sickening squelch of flesh sounded more appealing - it sounded quicker, more painless than the sound of oozing blood and squishy tissue - but then he was turning his head sluggishly, groaning in pain, eyes hazy and unfocused, and you'd wondered if you'd done it right, so you swung again. again. again, until your mother ran into the lounge, screaming, pleading with you to stop and attempting to rip you from your fathers now-deceased body.

your mother never had the gall to hit you - apart from that one time you had come home late from school, skipping merrily with one of your friends who later seemed to dissapear from your life like everyone else - although, when she wrenches you away from his body by your shoulders, her hand gripped your jaw with an unusual type of agression, hissed words coming out with drops of saliva that made you recoil.

she was next to fall. you don't even remember prying the knife from her left hand - she'd cut her right, and had to struggle with something you did not, or at least, that's what she said - and forcing it between the curved cage of bone that resided in her chest. she'd fallen back, head hitting the corner of the table.

perhaps it was a psychotic episode - something your teacher had said when you used to go to high school - but you felt far too calm for that. strangely in control, despite the way you could hear the ebb and flow of your own blood in your veins or the way you could not bear to sit in the living room with the bodies. you had found residence on the kitchen floor, mother and father out of sight - if you saw them, you might have vomited the minimal food you'd had before dinner.

two days passed before you found it in yourself to stand on shaky, unstretched legs and lean on the counter. you felt as if you had underslept and overslept all at once - head groggy and eyes tired.

the police weren't equipped to handle the issue - or you, for that matter - and it went to someone else. when officer kepler peeked through the window, she realised she had less stomach for police work than she'd thought. the someone else gave it to someone else, and it ended up in the hands equipped for what you'd done - what would remain on your hands for the rest of your life.

a week later, you still could not bring yourself to lay eyes upon the now rotting bodies - come to think of it, you dont know how you'd stood the putrid smell coming off your mother and father or brought yourself to walk past the living room without looking at the bloated, stale corpses. people in navy waterproof coats had dealt with the weak locks on the front door and flooded the house and a part of you felt dead, unsure of what to do or what to say. it felt as if you could not physically bring yourself to speak.

'i didn't do it,' were the only words you'd uttered, tucking your legs to your chest and subconsciously sinking your teeth into the skin of your knee.

paramedics checked you, lifting your eyelids in a way that made you squirm, but perhaps what made you more uncomfortable - or perhaps it was the breath of relief that you let out that discomfited you - was when a man sunk down next to you. he was average height, with curly brown hair and brows that seemed to be constantly pinched in worry, or perhaps concentration. your mother would have called him 'rustically handsome.'

"my names will graham- can you tell me what happened?"

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"Promise to find me" - (Lucifer x MC)

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Tags : Angst, Tears, Gnreader

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"This rose color is so beautiful," MC picked one of the red roses and smelled it while smiling at Lucifer. "Just like your eyes."

Lucifer sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "You're always like this, MC. Stubborn and never listening to me."

MC chuckled. "So, you hate me?"

"You know that's not what I mean," Lucifer cut off MC's words. "You know how much I love you. You know how much I adore you. You know how much I'm afraid of losing you." Tears flowed down Lucifer's cheeks despite his cold expression.

Lucifer closed his eyes. "You know how much... how much I miss you." The tears continued to flow, and Lucifer fell to his knees, sobbing. This was the first time he had ever broken down like this since becoming a fallen angel.

MC lifted up Lucifer's chin and softly caressed his cheek. Lucifer held MC's cold hand and pressed it against his cheek, like a puppy missing its owner. "Why... Why did you leave? Are you still mad, aren't you? Are you still mad about what happened back then at the Reaper's cave? I'm sorry... I'm really sorry."

Lucifer began crying like a baby and tightly gripped MC's hands, not wanting to let them go. "I promise I won't do it again. What do you want? Money? Jewels? Power? Anything, I'm willing to give you."

Lucifer brought MC's hand to his chest. "You can even kill me. You can hate me as much as you want. You can despise me, but please... please don't abandon me. Please don't leave me. You should stay by my side, even if it's painful. I'm begging you..."

MC smiled warmly. "And you know, Lucifer, that no matter what you do, no matter how many times you hurt me, I always forgive you."

MC wiped away the tears and gently kissed Lucifer's eyelids. Lucifer closed his eyes, feeling the tender kisses. Gradually, he felt as if nothing was there. When he looked up, he saw rose petals and a radiant light surrounding MC. It seemed as though MC was slowly fading.

Desperately, he tried to grab MC's hand once more, but it was futile. He couldn't touch it, couldn't feel it anymore. Lucifer cried out and begged loudly.

“Please I need you too! Not only him! Not only the ‘future’ me!”

“Find me Lucifer”, MC spoke while gazing into Lucifer tears’s eyes. “Promise to find me and brought me back here. Back to you. Back to our family”.

Lucifer get up slowly and looking at MC. “You dont have to ask. I will. Ill brought you back no matter what happen even though I have to pay it with my life. Once I find your soul, dont you ever think to dissapear again.”.

MC smiled, and for one last time, they touched Lucifer's face, even though it passed through their hand. "I love you, my Lucifer."

“I love you too, my MC”