#and the rats in the walls ig

[mq-writes-ig]

that’s what you don’t understand

i’m not trying to be better than anyone

anyone other than me

she is inadequate in every way

i just need to beat her

i need to never be her again

(i am a kaleidoscope of all my failures and i will NEVER be that again)

-aydein/aster

[theratsgotinsideagain]

Here's some silly ms paint doodles I did at school

More under da cut

[deadbatzz]

AU where moloch somehow can’t transform or shape-shift out of looking like dexter so he try’s to act like him and fit in something something loosing one’s self in a false identity. Fully aware this is out of character RIP

Also bonus ratcandy where Kevin knows something’s wrong but he’s just happy dexters back

hey thats horrifying bestie have u ever taken the idea moloch is using dexter's body as a puppet like the actual body not what we see in sm 6

[crystalskyz]

Growing/dying by The Backseat Lovers is a very Hugo-coated song

[letorip]

hiiii! i loved reading “somethin’ stupid”, and I wanted to make a request for it. Not sure if it’s discontinued or not, but what abt reader when everything has healed and them being super insecure of their scars. Maybe getting bullied or harassed for them? And Wednesday comforting them, even though it’s not her thing + reassurance that she’ll always love them, no matter what. Ty for listening to my rant. :)

somethin’ stupid [iii]

“the time is right, your perfume fills my head, the stars get red and oh, the night so blue”

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pairing: wednesday addams x reader

summary: wednesday reminds you she loves you with an unending passion, even with the scars that you now wear for her.

warnings: mentions of bullying, body insecurities, percy hynes white the rat man himself existing, explicit words ig? if you can't handle cuss words idk what to tell you

word count: 3.9k

A/N: timeline a bit altered, there's about a week left before you return home for the summer, and xavier gives her the phone with this week left. thoughts are in red. i don’t usually accept requests from people but this was just too adorable to pass up, especially with the new season starting production. it kind of got away from me, in terms of length, but it was fun to write. next out will hopefully be the lottie matthews fic that i’ve been talking up

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Scars were remarkable things. The way they stretched along the skin of your arms and right up almost to the tips of your fingers, or branched along the bridge of your nose and twisted along your jaw, it was as if a tree of your life was etched fundamentally into you, and Wednesday was transfixed.

It didn’t matter how many times she traced her fingers over the paths— two fingers, gentle, watching your nose twitch with every curve— she still thought they were, that you were breathtaking to look at.

“Wednesday, that tickles,” you hummed softly, eyes still closed. She frowned, tugging her hands away abruptly and raising her eyebrows at you.

“I was unaware you were awake," she said.

You lifted one eye open, smiling when you saw her, and though she would have still rather died than admit it, the gesture held a great, mystical power over her.

The skylight overhead leaked morning light into the room, flushing itself against the walls and beaming gently down, over your cheeks. It felt nice everywhere except for the new slashes that were still healing, and you rolled over, away from her to sit up on the edge of your bed and get out of the uncomfortable heat that pressed on those delicate places.

"How did you get in?" you asked, stretching out your arms and wincing a bit at the uncomfortable tightness. "You weren't here when I went to bed."

She watched you go, leaning back on the scratchy, woollen armchair next to your bed and shoving the stack of comic books already there to the side. “Your roof has a window, and I’m a very good climber. You should lock that, by the way.”

You turned to her and raised your eyebrows, looking miffed, but disgustingly adorable. “You could’ve just texted me, you know. I would’ve let you use the door.”

“And use that phone Xavier gave me? Believe me, I’d rather not,” she rolled her eyes with disgust, thinking about the interaction and how it took up time of her life that she'd never get back.

“You’d better, actually,” you said, turning to her with a smile and then wandering over to the set of drawers in the corner, clothes thrown all over the floor. Your whole room in general was a mess, largely from the bottles of medication and knocked over piles of books and things. It had been a rather stressful endeavour to get you up the stairs and comfortably inside, when you were still in your casts and there wasn’t an elevator.

“Why?” Wednesday challenged, watching you. She herself was already in her uniform, but she watched as you moved in your white pyjama t-shirt, the fresh scars almost dancing with your arms as they moved while you walked.

You grabbed a white button down out from the top one, shaking it a bit to get out a few wrinkles. “Because you’re sure as hell texting with me over summer break.” You shrugged, taking the shirt with you and walking behind the dividing screen you had next to your wardrobe. “That was nice of him to do for you, actually.” Your shirt went flying over the divider, landing on the ground.

Wednesday rolled her eyes. “You’re too kind to him. The snivelling rat only gave it to me so I would feel obligated to text him.” She could hear you rustling around behind the screen, messing about with your clothes. “Besides, why use the phone when I can visit you in person? Are you so braindead you need to rely on your phone for communication?”

The small noises stopped abruptly, and when you didn’t reply to that for a minute, Wednesday furrowed her eyebrows, standing up in her heavy boots that thudded against the creaky old wood of your floor. “What is it?” she asked, stepping forward towards the screen. You had made a fool of her with how much you made her worry, but she still desperately needed to know what was going on inside your head. She needed to be sure that you were okay.

She expected to see you have tripped maybe, or you had somehow collapsed into a pile of clothes and drifted back off to sleep, but the reality was a bit more mollifying. You were on the other side, just standing there with your button down shirt open in front of the mirror. You didn't say anything for a while, staring into it with a frown.

The scars over your stomach were perhaps the deepest, with raw, pinkish impressions still pressed into them and greenish-yellow bruises around the edges that were still straggling to heal up. The lines criss-crossed over your skin and up your chest, ending at the peaks of your shoulders that the white button down draped over. “They look bad on me,” you said, quietly.

She didn't particularly know what to say, watching your eyes continue to stare with a rigid dislike back at yourself. To get her to comfortably lean on you had been quite the effort, and now that you were officially together she was still becoming used to saying she loved you or kissing your skin whenever she so felt like it.

“They look like scars,” Wednesday replied. “The bruising will heal and the redness will fade, and-”

“But they won’t go away.” You said it with a flat disappointment. Wednesday blinked, confused by how you spoke of them. Were you unaware just how magnificent they looked upon you? The thought was vexing, and Wednesday was unsure what it was she could say to ease your mind, so she chose to say nothing at all.

You did the buttons up quickly, tugging on the collar to stand as tall as possible. It covered most of the scarring, but one could still see wisps of hurt skin on your hands and cuts across your face and jaw— Wednesday liked that one especially. You didn't seem to like any of them.

"We're going to be late to breakfast," she said, leaning with her arms crossed against the wardrobe. You shrugged again, going to grab your trousers.

"Go without me."

This caused her great pause. You were never one to miss breakfast. It was probably one of the most consistent ways someone could find you if they needed to. "It's your first day back," she argued. "And you're still recovering."

You rolled your eyes but smiled as you messed with the button of your pants, and it relaxed her a little bit, if the Addams could. "I'll survive without breakfast for a day, Wednesday. I need to get ready for class."

She narrowed her eyes at you. "Then I can survive without breakfast, too." You straightened up, sending her a look as you buttoned your trousers. You entirely knew the game that she was playing. The game she was winning, too.

"You can go without me."

"But I won't," she replied. You narrowed your eyes, grabbing some socks.

"Fine."

She glared right back, but not in an angry way. Just to let you know she was serious. "Fine." You rolled your eyes, stalking over, now that you were clothed and planting a gentle kiss on her lips. She leaned into it, hands coming up to cup your cheeks. Her thumbs brushed over the sensitive skin there.

"You win," you conceded, pulling away and looking down at her with a smile.

"I always do," she said, looking up at you with a shine in her dark eyes.

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I guess (Y/n) is back.

Oh my god, the rumours were true.

Jeeeesus Christ, that kid's face.

The thoughts flitted past you like passing trains as you walked to the quad, loud and unfiltered noise in the back of your mind that acted as a constant reminder of the new skin you wore. You wore them for her, the short girl walking next to you, but even with her right by your side, it was like she was a million miles away.

That must've hurt, holy hell.

They stared, the people you passed, watching you with a weird half-shock, half-pity, their thoughts running wild. The worst ones imagined the scenario for themselves, and within their heads you saw a dozen different replays in different ways of you getting absolutely torn apart.

How are you still alive???

Fucking jumpscare...

That was about all it took before you shut off your noise completely. Maybe for once, it was better not to know what other people were thinking. You sent a glance to Wednesday, who was walking next to you with her eyes facing ahead. When you felt the people still staring, you frowned, bumping her with your hand. You needed her to hold it very, very badly.

But she sent you a look, shaking her head once as if to say 'not here.' You knew Wednesday didn't like PDA of any sort. She still struggled sometimes to wrap her arms around your shoulders or pull you in by your waist. It wasn't natural, but you still couldn't help feeling a little bit disappointed. The imaginary distance between you both widened, right then, and other kids' staring felt amplified by ten.

Suddenly, a colourful blur came bounding across the quad and right down the hall, straight for you. "Enid— Enid, wait—" Enid tackled you in a tight hug, squeezing you against her with an unrestrained excitement and trying to shake you like a rag doll, it felt like.

"Oh my god! You're back! Oh. My. God!" She screamed, beaming from ear to ear, pulling away to look at you for a second before going right back to hugging you tightly.

You grit your teeth from the discomfort of pressure being placed on the delicate skin, but made no move to pull away, and instead did your best to smile through it. A hug felt nice. It was the warmth you needed in a place that was being so cold to you at the moment. Enid didn't care what marks you had.

"Enid, down," Wednesday said firmly, watching the exchange and carefully monitoring your expression. She had caught your grimace, sending you a wary look and crossing her arms, subtly trying to make sure you were okay. You sent her a quick nod, and Enid gently pulled away.

"Sorry," she said, wincing at realising her mistake. The expression only lasted a second though, before she was right back to smiling at you. "Wait, we're scar buddies!"

You laughed. It had been the first time you felt good about them since finding Wednesday tracing them while you slept. "We definitely are."

Enid's were a bit more healed than yours, blending better into the skin than those that protruded from the bridge of your nose and sloped down into your cheek. You saw yours and thought 'ugly'; you saw Enid's and thought nothing. But you would take it either way.

The girl grabbed your arm, tugging you harshly forwards and dragging you towards your usual table. "You have to see Yoko. Her and Divina were worried sick about you." You sent Wednesday back a look as Enid dragged you, and she shrugged, watching you go, not that she'd be able to do much to stop her.

By the time she had comfortably strolled over to the table, Enid had already dragged you into a seat, and was brightly recounting everything you had missed. Wednesday had already done so, when you were still in the hospital recovering, but you let her continue to talk. It felt nice. Like everything was back to normal for once. She slid down next to you, not saying anything.

Divina and Yoko were being nice about your scars. They kept on trying to brush past it, like nothing was wrong, but you knew when they looked at your face, it was the first thing to catch their eyes every time.

"Are you excited to be back?" Yoko asked from behind her sunglasses, leaning against Divina's shoulders.

"Making up the homework I missed out on? Super thrilled," you said dryly, putting your elbows on the table and leaning on them as you partook in the conversation.

"Well, everyone's missed you," said Divina, trying to smile, but her eyes shifted down quickly, to look at your hands and the cuts upon them before back up to you. "We're all happy you're okay."

You sent her what was supposed to be a smile, but by the look Wednesday shot at you, it probably looked a bit more like a grimace. Could you even call this 'okay?' This wasn't being okay. Being okay would've meant you looked the same as you did before, and that wouldn't happen. It had been permanently taken from you.

"So what are you all doing, for summer?" you threw out the question, more as a way to change the subject, and it was successful. Enid lit up like a Christmas tree, super excited to share about a trip she was taking to see her extended family. It wasn't that you didn't care, but you stopped for a moment, realising this was the happiest you had been in a while. At a table with your friends, and Wednesday next to you. Of course, that was when it was immediately ruined.

From behind Enid, you could see Xavier spot Wednesday and similarly light up, bounding over with a smile.

"And then we're going to the beach with my baby little cousins, and—"

"Wednesday!" he called out to her, interrupting Enid and looking across the table at the girl. Her hand crept up to your knee, placing itself firmly, in a way that told you she was dreading his presence. He looked around at you all, spotting you and failing to hide his disappointment at your return. Xavier quickly glanced back to Wednesday. "Did you get my text?" He asked, smiling again.

Wednesday stared back, unimpressed. "I did. I ignored it."

"Oh," his face dropped. "Well, I wanted to ask if you would tutor me on botany."

She blinked. "There's a week left of school."

"I know," Xavier shrugged. "But we have that end of year quiz on Wednesday."

"I would rather watch Legally Blonde." You had to stop yourself from laughing at that one. You had been the one to show that to her, and she spent the entire duration looking horrified.

"We could do that, then," he offered, and you suddenly realised you had been too nice to him in terms of pursuing Wednesday. Most people knew by now, that you two were officially together, not that it had been much of a secret, even when you were just hooking up. It was rather insane for his pursuit to continue, when you were right there.

"Xavier, I think me and Wednesday are busy, for at least the next couple days," you said, trying to let him down easy. He sent you a glare, before looking back at Wednesday like she would have a different response. She stared back, maintaining her deadpan expression, but squeezing your knee softly as if to say 'thank you.'

He frowned. "Fine. See you in fencing, (Y/n)." You smiled back at him, figuring maybe things were good now. Wednesday sent you a wary glance.

God, you couldn't have been more wrong.

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Wednesday Addams stormed through the halls of Nevermore with a fire under her feet and a rage in her heart. She pushed through the groups of people, storming up the stairs and down the corridors like she was about to explode. And she truly was.

When she arrived at your door, she was knocking heavily, small fist pounding on the wood with fury.

"(Y/n). Open the door."

No response. It was just about as quiet as it had been that morning, when she had caught you staring at yourself. It filled her with an unmatched worry, sending her back to the night when she had seen those red and blue police lights and thought she had lost you forever. "Open the door." She demanded again, pressing her ear up to it.

"Go away, Wednesday," you said from the other side. It was muffled, but she could still make out the pain in your voice.

"(Y/n), let me in. Now." It was practically a plea at that point, and she cursed you for bringing her to this place of utter weakness for you. "Either you let me in yourself, or I let myself in," Wednesday said, firmly speaking to you with her head against the door. She needed to know you were okay. It came first, right before the rage she felt for Xavier, and she so needed to know that you were still there— still hers to keep.

You didn't say anything though, choosing to continue to stay quiet in your room. Wednesday sighed, grabbing a hairpin from her pocket and reaching for the lock.

She got the door open in less than thirty seconds out of habit, pushing it open gently and letting herself in before she rushed over to you. You didn't even look at her, instead continuing to stare out the window and the sunny day, clouds floating by as if nothing were different. It felt out of place, now.

The part of your face away from the window was covered by the dark of your room. You hadn't even bothered to turn the lights on, sitting in the dark. She used to like the dark, but it felt out of place for you to be hiding in it.

"Look at me," Wednesday said, standing in front of your armchair. Her hand went to your chin, gently tilting your face up. There was a bandage right there, on your forehead, over what could only be a giant cut.

"Who told you what happened?" you asked quietly, your eyes a bit misty. You weren't a usual crier, and it made her uneasy to see just how much of an effect his actions had had on you.

"Yoko. It's about the only time that idiotic phone came in handy. I came as soon as I heard. He's not supposed to start mach when you're not wearing your helmets. Mark my words, I'll curse him until the end of time." It didn't seem to comfort you like it usually did, the pain in your eyes only worsening.

"Do you know what he said, when he cut me?"

She blinked in confusion. "He said 'Frankenstein, I'll give you one to match the others'," you finished, looking her in the eyes for the first time since she had entered the room.

"He's an asshole, I told you," she said, trying to stop you, but you jerked away from her touch for the first time.

"It's not just him. Wends, I see it all the time." Your voice broke a little bit, and you stopped to swallow before continuing. It hurt her heart, as if she was being left to die again in that crypt. "In people's heads, from their mouths, in the mirror. It replays like a fucking movie. I keep seeing myself almost die, and I'm starting to think it would've been better if I had."

No. That was enough. She firmly grabbed your chin again, eyes glinting with violence at the offensive proposition. "Never say that sentence ever again, or else."

"He's got a point though, doesn't he?" you said it slowly, your scarred hand reaching out to her arm and wrapping around her wrist. She flinched at the contact but did not pull away. "I'll never be the same 'me' as I was before. There's something— I'm wrong. And you know it, too. That's why you won't touch me when others are around. It's not me."

Wednesday stared at you for a long moment, as you began to cry. Then her hands went to your cheeks again, just as they had earlier, gently cupping your face in her hands, as if you were the world, because you were. You were her world. "You're an idiot. It appears I've failed to make myself clear."

"What do you mean?" Your eyebrows furrowed.

"Your simple mind fails to realise why I'm even here," she said, and then she leaned forward, clambering up into your lap and resting her forehead on yours. Wednesday had become accustomed to, and rather fond of, making a home there. She was far from the greatest at expressions, but she wanted to make you realise the obvious and that was more than enough motivation to try. "I'm here because I burn for you, down to my core and back up again."

"But I'm not me, not with these—" But you were interrupted by her hand, sliding up to cover your mouth.

"Hush, idiot. You are the same you as before, and I wouldn't stop loving you for anything. I have loved you for all you were before and all you are now. I would have loved you if the damage was worse, and I would still yearn for you if you had died. It makes no difference, (Y/n), you fool. You're still you, and you're still as... captivating as the first time I saw you and wanted you in my possession."

Her hand came to your cheek again, stroking gently the skin there and feeling all the ridges under her thumb. "You've placed a cruel curse on me, as if you don't already know yourself. I am indefinitely, irrevocably yours. My refusal to touch you in public is a personal discomfort, but one I'll...overcome, if it means that much to you. Even if I am not touching you, you must assume I want to, because I do."

She brushed a stray tear away, wiping it on your jacket, and your hands came up to wrap around her waist, tugging her against you like you were afraid she would melt through your fingers. "Are you aware of how I was almost killed, in the crypt, when fighting Crackstone?"

You shook your head. "You don't like to talk about it," you mumbled, burying your head in her chest. Her hands went to your hair, lightly scratching at your scalp.

"It was an...incredibly confusing dilemma. I used to patiently await death. My family and I hold it with a special regard. But as I was dying, I only felt lonely. Do you know why?"

You frowned against her, shaking your head again. Wednesday scoffed. "The obvious answer is you. It would be leaving without you. And as obnoxious as it is, I don't want to. Today, tomorrow, forever; I want to do it with you."

You sat there for a moment, thinking to yourself, and then you nodded. It was slow, but it was there, and when Wednesday felt it, she sat back to look you in the eyes. "Are we clear?" She demanded. If you said no, she would only double down. But instead, you nodded again, looking up at her. She held your heart in her hands.

"Okay."

"Okay?"

You leaned forward, kissing her with the most passion you ever had, and Wednesday only returned it, cupping your neck and leaning into you. She would crawl into your skin, if she could. She'd build a little birdhouse in your soul, if she could find a way. You pulled away again, after a long minute, nodding again. "Okay. Same."

She blinked. "Same? I spill my heart to you and you respond with 'ditto'?" You laughed and she rolled her eyes, attempting to get off your lap. But your arms came up, entrapping her there and holding her close.

"You've put it perfectly. I want you forever, too." And so she melted into your embrace again, hand going to your scars to trace them and you nuzzling into her hand. It was a while, before either of you spoke.

"We have to get him back, forever, this time," Wednesday said, cold and calculating.

"Agreed."

About two days later, you watched in absolute delight as Xavier ran down the hall in his bathroom towel, a poisonous snake trailing behind him and half of his head shaved completely bald. Call it an ode of Wednesday's love.

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this was fun! i'm unsure of where to, if i do at all, take somethin' stupid from here. this won't be the only wednesday fic, so unless you all have more ideas, this may be it for this series. anyways, cheers!

[your-friendly-sociopath]

Alastor's Child

I'm back with another platonic yandere Alastor cus I'm still obsessed 👍

Also tw: blood, slight gore (nothing in detail though), possessive behavior, yandere ish

You weren't Alastor's biological child, but that didn't change how much he loved you like his own

He raised you since you were a smol bean (around 4 or 5 ig)

Never once did he tell you about his murderous tendencies though, he'd seen you faint at the sight of your own blood, he knew you wouldn't be able to handle it

So he never told you

Now despite being raised by a psychopath, your childhood was pretty normal

You had one friend all throughout grade school, a young redhead by the name of Anne (southern Ik, don't bother me abt it)

You two were practically inseparable, y'all did everything together

Now when you reached high school, problems started to arise

A dickhead guy in your class was always fucking with you, bullying y'all two

And when alastor found out he was NOT happy

One day the kid just disappeared

You were concerned of course, not for his well-being

But more of the fact that someone had kidnapped a child

The dude was missing for a few weeks, and eventually the buzz over his disappearence died down to a mournful silence

One day you were home alone, with the music from the radio blasted while you were dancing around

Then suddenly your foot fell through a rotted floor board by the hall closet

Curious, you lifted the plank, and saw the beginnings of a trap door underneath

So you get a tool of some kind and remove the rest of the planks, until the door is exposed completely

(you didn't pay any mind to how surprisingly easy it was to remove them, or how they were already pretty loose)

You opened the door and climbed down the latter

You found a dirty hall way, with two doors opposite of each other on each wall

One was covered in blood, with the door frame chipped away... Like many hand had held on at one point for dear life

Feeling lightheaded, you elected not to go through that door first, only now realizing how suspicious this all was

You went to the door opposite of the bloody, damaged one

Inside you found a small yet comfortable bed with red comforters and pillows, with a few stuffed toys of your favorite animal

Across the room from the bed was a wardrobe and small window by the ceiling that only a rat could fit through

Though the little light provided by the window you could tell that the sun was setting

Your father would be home soon

Suddenly you felt a sudden, deep desire to get the hell outta there

As you quickly went back to the hall, you felt like you were being watched

You turned to go back up through the trap door, but stopped

You turned slowly to the bloody door, curiosity overtaking you as you walked forward slowly towards it

You opened the door to find a torture chamber, full of hanging human organs strewn across random hooks and what not dangling from the ceiling

Along the walls were shelves full of sharp, dangerous tools that you didn't even want to imagine were used for

In the back of the room you could just make out a small, cramped cell

And to your horror, something inside of it moaned in both pain and terror

You raised a hand to your mouth as you realized that inside, was your bully

All to quickly you connected the dots, and realized that YOUR father, Alastor, was the dreaded killer of New Orleans

You bit back a scream as you stumbled backwards into a broad, lean chest

You turned slowly, and saw the grinning face of your father staring back at you

Quickly, his hand flew up and gripped your shoulders tight, pulling you to him

You struggled for a moment before feeling a rag to your mouth a nose

Your eyes widened in panic as you breathed in the chemical smell, and slumped in your father's arms

As you vision went dark, the last thing you saw was your father, smiling softly down at you

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When you woke, you were in the room you recognized as the one across from the torture chamber

What you hadn't noticed before, was a cushioned arm chair in the corner, opposite of the window

A figured was sitting in the chair, hidden by the shadows

However, a glint from the moonlight cascading into the room provided you with just a enough light to make out who it was

Sitting in the chair across from you, was your murderous father, Alastor

With a Cheshire grin implanted in his face

"I truly wish you didn't have to see all that, my dear, but I'm afraid that you can't leave me now. You're my fawn.."

Ok I finished

Also the friend I mentioned will have a part to play in a later fic, I didn't make her for nothing

[biibini]

Okay like you don’t have to answer this with headcanons or writing but what do you think about Mizu being in a relationship in a modern au while keeping in mind how much of a sweetheart she was with her husband (💀) ? I feel like she’d also be super sweet?? I understand she’s distant as fuck at first especially if he keep it in the modern au that she had a horrible ex but do you think she’d be this tender after reaching a very intimate point with her girlfriend? Sorry for the rant 😭😭

a/n: no nonono dont be sorry ab the rant!! i love everyone’s ideas and asks that come in. ik i havent been on them but we pushing thru 😭

first of,

idk why but “husband (💀)?" is just funny to me

modern!mizu would def have trauma

its a given

like in the show, her trauma runs DEEP

its right at the beginning of her birth

but from a modern!au perspective, i feel like m*k*o would be a fresh air of the bullying and lack of connection she had experienced growing up

she couldn't fit in with the girls bc she wasn't interested in shopping or the latest episode

she could try to fit with the guys bc of her shared interests

but no one in kohama rlly understood her

or got to rlly know her

when she went to college, it was a breath of fresh air away from her hometown

no one would know who she rlly was

it was a fresh, clean slate

for the most part

besides taigen

but anyways

the fencing club at mizu's college was a way for her to hone her skills

and her romantic interests

sure, she could beat everyone in her freshman class during fencing club but she had never felt so interested in a guy

and the way she felt seen through his kindness after club meetups

after getting on his motorcycle, mizu realized that her interests wouldn't scare away a guy like him

she opened up who she truly was to m*k*o after feeling safe with him

before reader, i feel like modern!mizu would try to take time to better herself

thats where the gym rat rlly starts to take off

she needed to get her mind off of things

if she stayed home and worked, she would constantly be surrounded by things that she introduced m*k*o

her house, her awards, the bikes she had worked on

if she went to her hometown fencing club, she would get constant reminders ab him

and their practices together

and the rides out to the coast afterwards

the gym was a mix of a fresh start

and a way to clear her mind

she's not perfect (as much as i joke she is)

after going thru it after the breakup and finally finding a few friends (aka ringo and akemi and ig taigen), she would be a LOT more closed off

and be a lot more cautious

but then came you

modern!mizu would take her time and be wary when she starts a new relationship with u

she's worried that the same will happen

but the more u spend time w her

the more u get to rlly know her

and the more layers u pull back

she'll get rlly comfortable and be so tender

it wouldn't be the same naive, kind mizu from her previous relationship

instead, it would be a sweet, caring and guiding mizu

she would start to break down her walls that helped her protect her heart from harm

but knowing u

her heart will be in safe hands with u

[luna-loveboop]

I started playing Wind Waker! Y'all want some thoughts?

-Why is the first thing I learned how to do with Link crawling on the ground like a sneaky sneak?

-Why is the SECOND thing I figured out how to do Link sidling along a wall like a sneaky sneak?

This kid is a sneaky sneak sneak!!!!

-Why is Link instantly jumping on people's tables? Get down please sir

-Wind and his family are so sweet I love them so much- and Aryll got kidnapped noooo TT

-Tetra has shot Link from a catapult

**I'm just gonna keep editing this post and adding random thoughts as I go does that sound cool? I wanna do that @hero-of-the-wolf

-Tetra's winking at Link has my heart forever she's so cute I swear

-love the glowy blue talking rock btw yesss stalker pirate girl

-Link why do you yell so loud every time you jump this is a sneak mission I thought you'd be good at this

-the game grumps on YouTube saved my life tho bc im a coward and get way too nervous in places like the forsaken fortress and watching someone else swear through the area before I do it helps ok

-Wind is such a gremlin but he's actually so polite? Like he instantly bowed to the sword trainer and then to the guy on windfall island after paying for breaking his pots- before running out of the house at breakneck speed. He's such a sweet and polite boy you can tell he's grandmas kid- yet he's such a menace what a wild yet polite lad ridndkkfkdg

-the people of windfall island are way too judgy stop being condescending to Link he's my baby. 'The Tipsters' girls have my heart tho because they.. they... well they give you tips. Tip you off you could say

-I think the King of Red Lions just legally adopted Link

Ok so small rant section but this game is so tragic. Like the art style is so goofy and fun but it hits you so hard that these are KIDS. Link is freaking twelve and his sister was kidnapped on his birthday, leaving him to follow in hot clothes because of higher defence I'm guessing (new hero clothes are more suitable for an adventure than casual loose ones but still!). But he's literally like half the height of DOORKNOBS- he has to stand on his tiptoes anytime to open doors. He is so very small.

My mom was like 'I love this animation style - does it help with your nerves that it's lighter?' And I was like 'honestly it makes me feel more deeply the tragedy of what should be a happy childhood being torn apart' but she's used to me saying weird shit like that so it's fine

-I think we as a fandom are severely underestimating how much of a gremlin Wind waker link can be and that's saying a LOT

-I got the Wind Waker!

-WHY IS IT SO HARD TO CONTROL DONT YOU LECTURE ME ON RHYTHM IM LITERALLY A MUSICIAN WHAT THE HECK

-K learned the Wind Waker

-Ok I like got to dragon roost island on the first day and FINALLY got an empty bottle my beautiful baby where were you??

-I cleaned- like actually fully dusted and cleaned- my wii u for the first time after it was inactive for years and holy mother of improved game pad controls

-is it wierd that I'm more excited about the empty bottle than the wind waker?

. . . .

-ya know in hindsight gabon looked pretty shady. I mean he was standing in the shade but what kind of asshole stands there and tells a giant bird to throw a child in the ocean

-I think ganodonk is dumb I can't wait to get the sword and bitch slap him

-'we cANt set SaiL aGain Until you geT a GLowY thiNgy' well mr boat man sir have you considered that I realised there was most definitely a heart piece or two I forgot on windfall island and I'm doing another dungeon with three hearts? At least I got a bottle ig

-why am I trading with rats for potions this doesn't seem hygienic. I know rats are in fact very clean animals but this dungeons isn't and why do the rats want rupees anyways?

-WAIT WHY CAN LINK TALK TO RATS

-so there's this like steamy glowy pot that teleports me to the start/end of the dungeon? I'm questioning all existence in this world why is that a thing. Honestly think Twilight princess's bald teleportation chicken made more sense but whatever

. . . .

-I saved the dragon! By riding on his tail? What a boss fight that was fun. Got a shiny thingy Yayy

-So the wind waker! I learned to change the direction of the wind which is so cool and also to change whether it's night or day. Which is wayyy too much power for this kid how come no one told me he could change night and day?

-That said I love how musical Link is. Like when he looks so happy waving the baton playing to the wind it's just really cool

- Why is the God of Wind a like. Toad surfer dude. Whatever, I like him.

-So apperently there's these little dudes called fish-men who are talking fish who fill out your sea chart- I am still questioning why link can talk to animals but that's fine

-I missed out on pawprint isle before apparently, so I'm gonna do that before whatever the red lion king tells me next

-Also I love Beedle in this game so far he hasn't threatened me like the other beedles in games I've played

. . . .

-I GOT MY SECOND EMPTY BOTTLE

-Sailing through the ocean is really fun

-I went back to windfall and got a 'swift sail' that lets me go faster but I still like the blue one better

-I reached the great deku tree! He had monsters for pimples and I couldn't figure out how to get them off 'what are you doing?!?! go help him!!' IM TRYING ADOPTIVE BOAT FATHER. Turns out I needed to roll into him and not use the grappling hook which makes sense but still

-He. Grew me a leaf. A magic blowy leaf. Which is great it's an awesome gift and means a lot but the Deku tree grunted and grew a leaf for me and that's kinda wierd right?

-Reaching said leaf was a PAIN and I am very impressed with Wind Waker Link.

Hang on rant session. Bro's tiny little grandmas boy but flipping through the air to reach an unspeakably high up leaf is chill. He flipped through leafy child cannons a billion times to reach the Deku leaf and didn't get dizzy or give up even after falling. And that's saying nothing of how he picked up a sword for the first time and swings his way through EVERYTHING thrown at him. Gosh he's so cool I love this Link

-I HAVE MAGIC NOW!!!!! With like a little meter and stuff tidkkfdjfnkdjfkd I'm very excited that I have magic

-Reaching this high shelf with my path forward was a pain but I have to save and quit rn so if it puts me back at the start of this room I will be. Upset.

-It put me back at the start of the room.

-I ordered a game guide! I'm gonna try and play through with it- this'll be my first time using one. But I haven't updated for a few days bc I'm waiting on it :)

This whole post is a bunch of random thoughts jumping around which my adhd self appreciates- that said I really love that we can grab an enemies weapon and use it against them. Increases my respect for ww Link even more- when he had no weapon in the forsaken fortress he grabs a literal wooden stick from an enemy and kills it with. A big twig. Kid's brutal and does what it takes which is so crazy. Also using an enemies sword is great hehe shiny

. . . .

-Got game guide. Yayyyy

-The forbidden woods are scary but they remind me a lot of the forest temple in twilight princess. A lot. The mechanics are also very similar. I love Zelda games

-Maybe it's because the only time I've had free to play rn has been at night, but I find myself constantly thinking this game is creepy. It's so unsettling for a cartoon style- the boko babas freaking eat link! And chew on him like no!! Fisnfjskfkfk *shudder* aaaanyways I am NOT looking forward to redeads in this game but that's a later problem right?

-I figured out how to get the treasure chests from the sea!! And got a piece of heart :DDD

-Ok game guides are really helpful

-Apparently the 'warp pots' are a consistent thing- I guess that's just how Link teleports in dungeons in this game. The second pot is generally hidden a bit but then you can teleport to the beginning of the dungeon and back- then the third pot is near the end... I think. This is only my second dungeon in this game with the pots but it's going great! I'm learning a lot hehe

-I love the grappling hook so much. I can farm spoils/materials from monsters with it before I kill them and I love that. Also it makes me feel cool swinging it.

-WDYM I CAN GET FREE BLUE POTIONS FROM A KOROK USING EASILY ATTAINABLE (with the grappling hook) MATERIALS FROM BOKO BABAS THIS IS JOY THIS IS LOVE IT GIVES ME HEALTH A N D MAGIC FJDKFJFK

-Also the title screen theme and animation play around outset is very satisfying. Watched it replay three times tonight before starting the game. Time well spent.

-I appreciate the items so much. The Deku Leaf is great like I can F L Y with magic and also blow wind at enemies and make them look silly <3

-The look of Link's spoils bag has grown on me and I love it. Purple.

. . . .

-I got the boomerang!!! Oh my gosh it's so cool I love it.

-I've been trying out the switch mechanic for targeting rather than hold. It's going interestingly bc I've only ever held for targeting before. But I think I like it

-The evil flower ate Makar- the Korok I'm TRYING to save GIVE HIM BACK

-That was the prettiest boss fight ever. I couldn't even be intimidated, I don't think I've ever been more relaxed during a boss fight lol. They should make all of them purple and blue sparkly- it was legitimately beautiful.

-I finished the forbidden forest dungeon!! :DD yayyy

-Link's hopping up and down in celebration after the boss fight was so cute he's so happy!!

-Have I mentioned I'm excited about the boomerang

-Makar is so cute?!?! I love him with his little violin and- the Koroks oh my heart that was the cutest ceremony ever

. . . .

-Ok so I went around the great sea, for now avoiding the big octos I am uhh terrified interested to meet, went to a place that got 'corrupted by gannorks power' so now I'm following the pirates back to windfall island

-The pirates are stealing bombs and I think this is illegal.

-My girl Tetra's here!! :D also doing illegal stuff! And Link is just watching them rob the bomb shop lol these cutscenes are the best sometimes also I love the pirate banter

-Tetras little smile and wink when she saw Link was so cute I love her. Also the little hints that she was concerned about his island and not just treasure?? Sweet

-I stole the bombs that the pirates stole from the pirates. And getting there was a PAIN with swinging on the ropes the tiny pirate (Niko) made Link do

-TETRA is a STALKER she was watching Link through the glowy rock thingy- probably cause he was just sneaking around watching her rob a shop but still that thing scares me sometimes when her voice just comes screaming out of it

-Btw why do the pirates want the god pearl thingy anyways? Just cause it's really shiny orrr

-ok we're headed to outset! I'm so excited to get back to Link's home hehe. Also I think Tetra just dared Link to a race bc she was like 'we'll get there first we still have bombs' so yeah anyways she's spending the night here tho so I'm sure it'll be fine.

-I don't like the great sea as much when it's raining and thunderstorming all over :/ I hope it doesn't stay like this? Because that would suck

-I got sucked into a cyclone and was panicking cause it threw me across the great sea BUT then it threw me onto outset!! :D so that was uhh. Handy I guess.

-Ohhh ok so like. time is frozen from ganad's current curse, which means it's gonna stay night for right now, so tetra won't be coming in time to get the treasure from the god dude first. Nice.

-The Lion King just kindly told Link to visit his family and chill for a second and check on his island?? Sobbing yes thank you sir

-Grandma's sick oh no this is the saddest thing I've ever seen ima cry. I healed her with a fairy but she was so sad link and aryll were gone im- and then grandma blamed herself for not being there for them like no it's literally cold and rainy all the time it's frozen right now you have every right to get sick- and then she made Link soup and she'll remake it for him which is great and I LOVE LINKS GRANDMA SO MUCH it was so sad she was sick I'm glad I could heal her :))

-Link smiled and nodded so enthusiastically when Grandma told him to stay out of trouble/stay safe like Link you are a liar I just watched you steal from pirates

-I sparred with Orca and I like him. It's cool how he trains Link on his home Island with like formal training because Link definitely needs it with what he's facing

-Controlled a seagull for the first time. That was fun they can fly for such a long time like. Forever?? Idk I eventually stopped

. . . .

-Ok so I talked wait no. The king of red lions talked with this guy who's a god named Jabun (I think that's how it's spelled I'll check) and he gave us a THIRD glowy thingy. I'll give more thoughts on that conversation later I gotta look up the translation. The sea is back to being sunny :))

-I spent a bit just sailing around. I need to place the shiny pearl thingies from the gods in special places marked on the map to 'reveal the place where my courage will be tested' or whatever

-I have found several great fairies and gotten my rupees and wallets upgraded twice. I like the fairies in this game.

-I FOUGHT A BIG OCTO I'M SO PROUD

-it was scary.

-But my magic meter has been doubled!!! :D *slaps wind waker link* this bad boy can fit so much magic and blessings inside of him

-I've placed two of the fancy shiny orbs. Its wierd... I put them in old looking statues and they glow. That's fine I guess.

-the fishmen are my best friends. Kind of. Every square on the map I go to one is there and they'll give me lil hints and tips while they fill out my map. Nice guys.

-beedle sent me a beedle chart! :D which. Is a map of where his shop appears so handy!

-there's these maps called 'treasure charts' everywhere that mark places in the sea with rings of glowing light that I can bring up treasure from. Generally a purple rupee but a lot of times other things :)

-there's this one square with beedles shop ship that has an empty bottle and heart piece and treasure chart for sale 00 I got the empty bottle immediately ofc (now I have three!!) and saved up the money and got the rest :) it was all like. Five to nine hundred rupees each yeesh

-Link sure does rely on maps and charts a lot in this game

. . . .

-THE GODS JUST FURKIN YEETED LINK ACROSS THE BIG BLUE OCEAN WHAT THE SHELL WAS THAT

?!?!?!?!

Ok (storytime) so I was placing the last pearl of the gods that I've been collecting in the ancient statue and a cutscene starts right?

So Link places Farore's pearl and the ancient statue starts glowing. and Link kinda startles and runs away, but then he comes back and the statue EXPLODES with light and Link goes FLYING like Farore just bitch slapped Link with power across the ocean WHY?!?!

And so you have this big dramatic cutscene where the ancient statues become really pretty and form a map of the triforce on the ocean and a big freaking TOWER comes rising out of the water and it's really cool- and then at the end Link SPLATS INTO THE FREAKING TOWER AFTER BEING SENT FLYING INTO IT LIKE GIVE THE KID A BREAK ALREADY

Of all the things I was expecting in wind waker, a cutscene of Link being sent hurtling across the world to slam face first into the literal 'tower of the gods' was not it. like forget a concussion how is Link ALIVE?!?!

-k so anyways. I'm good. Wasn't expecting that. This 'tower of the gods' is the place the King of red lions keeps telling Link he'll be tested/have to prove himself to the gods as a hero or something

-Oooo this dungeon seems cool so far! Riding in, it's just risen out of the ocean, so I'm entering the dungeon on my boat dad

-so it's like we can do it together! Not really, but King Red is how I get around the first bit at least. It's crazy how Link doesn't have a companion for in dungeons. Boat dude has just been dropping Link off at dungeons like a kid at school.

-So the tides come in and out of this dungeon. The floor will be filled with water when it's up and I'm only able to walk when tide is low and the waters gone. This is dangerous because Link, although he can survive being yeeted across the sea, can in fact drown.

-also I've just realised I haven't died so far in this game yet!! Go me :D

[nortonluv]

Richard sterling x prince (hunter) reader. I really like the classics 😒. I also think it would be a cute dynamic

Uh, one second while I just- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH.

Alr thank you for your time I'll get to writing now :3 I'm going out on a limb and guessing you want a male reader and not a gender neutral reader, but lmk if you want me to rewrite it for that.

Disobedience.

(Was written before I gained better understanding of his character so he may be ooc)

Masterlist

Warnings: Nothing you wouldn't expect of an Idv fanfic ig. Swearing, Mentions of aggression. (They kinda hate eachother through the first bit but trust the process), Fluff :3

Info: I originally intended to go for headcanons and then short little drabbles.. but ig this is what you get when you're hit with horrific brainrot for one character. [WRITTEN BEFORE HIS OFFICIAL RELEASE, I DONT REMEMBER IF PEOPLE LEAKED HIS ABILITIES SO IM KEEPING THAT DESCRIPTION MINIMAL]

Richard Sterling x Male! Hunter! Prince! Reader

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This Manor isn't to my liking. Too small. Compact. Nobody listens to me either. Disrespectful little rats. Have they no idea who I am?

Have I really been forgotten by the world that quickly? Surely not. Sister would not have let that happen, I'm sure. Of the entire family, she loved me. She saw me. She saw me as I am, not as the misconceptions they've had of me since the day I was born.

My eyelids finally force themselves open as the curtains of the room I've been placed in are pushed open by an unremarkable face I will likely never remember. Nobody of importance, however, the woman bows and makes a swift exit as she meets my eyes. She had quickly muttered something along the lines of "Breakfast is ready to be served."

Hm. Food didn't seem to even get a rise out of me anymore. The thought having lost its appeal after my incident. Court of fools. Court of shrivelled cocks and frog faced women. Neither appealing yet praised as though they are Gods greatest gifts. Can't even protect their prince from something as simple-minded as poisons in his meals. I suppose I should make an appearance before my "games" today, see who I am to be matched against to begin with.

The newest survivors are often who I am matched with as I am a new hunter. The Lady Nightingale, as I have learned to refer to her as, has insisted that it is the best way for us to adapt to our situation. The Fire Investigator seems particularly taken by the poor burnt Puppet man. Ms Mora, although sometimes able to fool me, often lacks the correct facilities to correctly defend herself against me. However, the role that catches my eye upon the list of survivors I am to play against is The "Knight". A name not seen by the other hunters, according to Mr Desaulnier. He claims to have heard whispers amongst the staff attending to us all but he merely thought it to be just rumours and gossip. Of all the Hunters, Joseph Desaulnier has been the best example of what a friend is in this sort of situation. He has been respectful and taught me the ropes all he asks in return is my reciprocated respect.

My eyes scan over the heads of the survivors currently nearby, all familiar faces in a sense. Although I have not been here long, I am aware of the majority of the survivors present in the manor and their general styles. Nothing out of the ordinary, I suppose.

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I have vague memories of a handful of matches I've played in this place. The Red Church. Lots of walls and the main church building is rather open, often a cipher placed on there making the chase for the survivors slightly harder if they do not get enough distance in time. My goal for this match, however, is not to find my usual survivors. I understand them, I wish to study the new puzzling enigma that is the "Knight".

An odd sort of sight is given to us hunters that allows us to see the machines being worked on. Slight shakes on multiple at once, its only a matter of figuring out which would be best to go to. Church it is. Whoever is there, regardless of it being the one I want or not will likely try to pass off the kite to another as there was a sudden switch of the journalist to the composer. I am more likely to find one of their decoders but one can only hope to be so lucky.

As I make my way to the church an odd figure is there to greet me. He looks up from the machine in shock and takes a defensive stance, this allows me to get a better view of the man. His hair is long and perhaps considered unneat but in a charming sort of way. He wears an outfit that exudes the very concept of nobility to a high level most of my fathers court could not even pull off. His face is angular and a beauty mark sits below his lips to his right side. He regains his composure as he realises I am not here to attack him. The church is quiet as a cipher is finished most likely by the composer in the far corner. Aside from the large popping noise it makes nothing is said between us, not until he decides to open his lips.

"Are you not the one sent to hunt us all? I am I truly so intimidating that you have become incomplete." Stern words, harsh even but it does not bother me as it is the sort of taunting I have received many times through my time. His eyes narrow viciously. Two colours? I would not have noticed had I not taken this time to study him, his left eye a stony blue colour and his right, a deep brown with green tints in both. At this point to have been able to see this I have since gotten closer subconsciously. As though drawn to his prescense. I catch myself before i get too caught up in it all however.

"I am the Prince. Your Prince. Show more respect, if you truly deem yourself to be an honourable knight." He seems to smirk at my title and his confidence only appears to double.

"So a spoiled brat, demanding obedience as though all around are his new pet puppy dogs?" He's trying to get a reaction. His arrogance is almost reflective of my own however he must have a means to be doing this or is it simply for his own pleasure, as my reason had been to observe. "How rude. You are no Prince of mine, not until you prove it. So, shall we dance, Your Grace?"

My composure slips at the words and I feel the angered snear take over my features, my stance becomes more offensive and I begin to hastily move towards the cocky man. "Speak not of being a brat. You're disobedience will get you nowhere but a chair back to the manor."

The chase was not as long as I was expecting, I suppose he truly was arrogant in his abilities today. Time will tell if he masters his skills. A tie was all I could manage with the hinderance the Knights and my initial meeting gave me. I am forever grateful that the Faro Lady believes she can be a rescuer with her ability, a terrorshock is all it takes.

The Knight appears to want to become my antithesis. So that is all he shall be. An idea abstracted from my own and strange.

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- After the first meeting they appear to be forced together through consistent matches against one another or rumors spreading that the two knew eachother prior to the manor.

- False rumors but you suppose it is not completely unreasonable that a prince and a knight, or so his name claims him to be, to be closer than other roles within the manor.

- He says little to others, and when he does it is often sickeningly sweet words. Sugarcoated truths made to seem like the words are kinder than they are just to draw others in.

- few had fallen for it so he had abandoned such a tactic in favour of bothering you in some form.

- be it in matches, his improvement in the way he moves through each map having improved significantly. Easily gliding past obstacles and dodging your skills. A real pest.

- Tension seems to continuously rise with no seeming resolve in sight. That is until one day you walk past the music room.

- Expecting the violinist on the other side of the door as the melody continues on, only to be met with the closed eyes of the Knight as he plays a somber tune.

- You go unnoticed until the end of the song, a smile forming on your face. His eyes flash open as though some otherworldly being made him aware of your presence.

- A silent understanding forms between the two of you. As though no words were ever needed between the two of you, simply because you both understood.

- The tension dissipates within seconds.

- You and the "Knight" seem to find a deeper understanding of eachother over time. He learns of your past and attempts to sympathise with your unjust demise, while he shares stories of his past before the loss of his family.

- He wishes to find his 'sister' but as time passes he finds himself drawn to you, wishing never to leave your side.

- That is exactly what he does. He takes the role of a true Knight that protects his master, although he still has a tongue as sharp as a blade and swift wit that goes completely unmatched by most others in the manor.

- He cannot seem to ever truly listen to your commands, but suppose it is the thought that counts.

---- fin.

OKAY I LOWKEY FELT I WAS WAFFLING ON AND FORGOT WHAT I WAS WRITING, I DIDNT EVEN ADD SOME OF THE STUFF I WANTED TO CAUSE MY TIMES FOR WRITING WERE SO CLUNKY BUT HEY I GOT IT DONE EVENTUALLY!!

(Not proof read, I'll go back and get that done lol)

[jadetheblueartist]

SHARKIE QUESTIONS!!

Do they ever knock things over with their big ol tales?

Does April get to ride on them while they swim?

WOULD THE MUD DOGS BE TURTLES INSTEAD?

Are they mainly carnivorous?

Does Donnie ever just… run into walls? Like when he isn’t wearing glasses or contacts? (Idk it seems funny in my mind)

Okay that’s all for now :D

SHARKIE ANSWERS!

-Yep hahaha especially Leo bc his is so long. They don’t hit stuff in the lair too often unless people move things around bc those are some well adjusted sharkies, but on missions (think some closer areas like maybe Big Mamas hotel) they be knocking things down

-Yes of course ^^ Big sis gets her privileges

-Ok ok ok so I’m trying to use a sort of system for changing the species to keep things consistent (bc I really like that) and it’s more or less switching them from whatever animal category they are (mammal, reptile, bird, etc) to one more watery. So I’ll have to think of the mud dogs designs for specifically later but as an idea, Danny is a rat type thing I think so I’d change him to some sort of amphibian or reptile (potentially a turtle bc I DO want at least one turtle), and then Leonard- what is Leonard? Lemme look it up….. an ogre? Ok well apparently he’s an ogre so like maybe he’d be a mer ogre or something hahah idk the system is flexible, I do know tho that since Mickey is an eel he would be the end of the system and get changed into a mammal so yeah fun stuff

-Yep! Since all of their sharkness is struck carnivorous, they’re mainly carnivores. Other stuff still is good for them since they are part human but about 50% of their diet is meat. They might survive on less they would just see the consequences of less nutrition

-Oh even when he is wearing glasses or contacts that boy is just hitting walls. (Idk if it’s sharkly factual but just go with me ig hahaha) so they can’t see fine details or many colors naturally so there isn’t much Don can do to fix that with glasses so his detail perception is improved but the color blindness isn’t. That with his eyes not working great in the first place and his electromagnetic sensors being messed up, he’s struggling, that’s why most of his tech assists in that sort of thing: sensing his surroundings, navigating him, etc etc

(Oh and here’s a little scale of most to least visually impaired [this goes for both being able to see details and color, not electromagnetic sensing since everyone but Donnie is great on that]: Donnie, Raph, Leo, Mikey)

Oh and then also this makes their color coordination funny bc Donnie swears his favorite color is purple and only purple and he can tell but one time Leo replaced his things with blue and Don didn’t notice and was so mad when he found out

OKAY THESE WERE SO FUN THANK YOUUUUUUU

MASTERPOST

[eustasskiddsprosthetic]

Happy Halloween, ig? Saboace Stalker AU

Ace is an up-and-coming model whose recent photoshoot was a breakout hit, earning him lots of new jobs and fans.

On the street, fans approach him to ask for autographs and compliment him. Sometimes, they send him things like soft toys and random merch of things he likes.

That's why Ace didn't suspect anything when he got a letter that says, "Don't whore yourself out like that. It's not good for my heart."

And then a few days later, another letter: "I love you." And then: "You're gorgeous." And then: "You'll be so beautiful smiling for me."

Uh-huh... He has a stalker.

Frustrated, Ace messages the one person he knows will hear him out. Sure he's in another country and sure they haven't seen each other in years but Ace knows that the son of a gun will always have his back.

Sabo: What's up? ^^ Ace: There's this werido sending me letters. It's making me uncomfortable. Sabo: Oh? Ace: [image attached] Sabo: Creepy... Sabo: How did they know your address? Ace: idk??? It's scary. Sabo: Fair enough. Sabo: Hey, look. If anything goes wrong, lmk! I'll see what I can do! Ace: You're the best Bo. Sabo: hehe Ace: What would I do without you? Sabo: ily too <3

The letters didn't stop. He received one that went, "I'll protect you, my heart". What the fuck? He burned it on the stove.

Soon, Ace starts receiving expensive gifts from his stalker.

Roses, chocolates, bags—you name it, Ace probably has at least five of 'em. Usually, Ace gives these away but he swore some of these chocolates were spiked and has since stopped. He threw them away despite Luffy's complaining.

Sabo: Why is Luffy whining? Ace: The chocolates were drugged lmao. Ace: Not letting Luffy touch 'em Sabo: hmm... Sabo: Could it be PR?... Ace: If it were, it'll be labelled and there'll be a crap ton of collateral like brochures and business cards. Sabo: Is that so? Ace: yeah. Ace: Whatever. I don't want to think about it. Ace: [image attached] Ace: When you come back, let's drink this with Luffy to renew our brotherly vows. Sabo: okie :D Sabo: [image attached] Sabo: I got us matching keychains! Ace: The bobbleheads all look like Luffy lol Ace: Wait... DID YOU CUSTOMISE THEM LOL Ace: DON'T THEY COST A THOUSAND EACH TO DO Sabo: hehe <3 Sabo: Anything for my lovely brothers <33 Sabo: Glad you like them

As if it's possible, Ace's gifts got even more expensive. Perfectly tailored suits, luxury handbags and boxes full of artisan macarons.

The strangest one was a perfume in this gorgeous red bottle. It smelt spicy with a warm undertone. Ace sprayed it on his neck twice before reading the letter. He cringed.

"This is my favourite smell. I go crazy thinking about you wearing this and touching me, kissing me, loving me. You're perfect. You're my most beautiful fantasy. I'll do anything to make you mine."

Ace tore the letter and burned it. He tried to move on with his day but he felt nauseous and hot. Who the fuck would send this to him?

-

One night, just before Ace leaves for work, Luffy pulls on his jacket.

"Zoro and Sanji are looking for a roomie," Luffy said. "Franky's installing those camera things."

"Oh yeah?" Ace felt touched for some reason. No... He didn't tell Luffy what's going on. "That's nice. I'll spread the word around. Bye."

Luffy frowned. He didn't tell Ace that they got weird phone calls with heavy breathing on their house phone. If he couldn't do that, then he wouldn't share that there's someone weird standing outside of Ace's room whenever he's gone nowadays...

When he went to work, Ace heard Marco shout at someone.

"Who are you?" Marco spat. "I don't give a rat's ass who you are. I'll take legal action. Fuck a wall, you son of a bitch!"

It's not like Marco to curse or get this angry. Marco seemed possessed by the Devil for those ten seconds.

"I'm sorry."

"What are you apologising for?" Marco said with strained kindness.

Ace prepared to get yelled at. "You knew?"

Marco didn't get angry at him. He handed Ace a letter and patted his shoulder sympathetically.

"Stop wasting your time with hags. Come to me, my pearl. I'll give you cute, pretty things. I'll make you laugh when you cry. I'll love you and only you."

Ace tried calling the phone number at the end but it said that Ace's number had been blocked.

-

Exhausted and slightly tipsy, Marco indulged Ace with the details after a shoot that dragged on for far too long. He had done some digging on his own.

"He's a young man, at most a little older than you. He's rich, obviously, and quite good looking."

"Does he have a criminal background?"

"If I find something, I'll let you know," Marco said.

They clinked glasses. Marco realised Ace drank a bit more than usual and so he stopped himself. He caught Ace who nearly fell over in his drunken stupor.

"Are you okay?" Marco dragged Ace out of the bar after paying. "Relax, I'll call a taxi for you."`

Marco pushed Ace behind him in a protective gesture. Marco tended to treat Ace like a son sometimes.

"So... To what I owe the pleasure," Ace heard Marco say coldly.

A laugh. "It's merely a coincidence!"

"I don't fucking believe that," Marco said.

"Then, don't." Ace felt like he's being stared at. "But your friend's not doing so well."

Marco helped Ace up. "I don't trust you."

The man smiled widely. It made Ace shiver. He felt sick.

"How can I change your mind?"

"You'll do something," Marco said.

"Will not! I'm a decent man!" Fuck, Ace nearly melted. His voice sounded so nice. "But if you must insist, you're more than welcome to sit with him in my car as I take him home."

This was bad. Marco had no other choice. It's one in the morning and there were no cars left on the road. He hated himself for agreeing. He got in the back and let Ace sleep on his lap.

Now, if the driver was normal, he'll stop at the preschool a twenty minute walk away and not actually go to Ace's house. Marco had the weird feeling that he already knew Ace's address but wanted to play it safe anyway.

"Are you his father?" The driver said, glancing back.

"No, I'm his manager."

"I see." He turned the corner. "Twenty minutes."

"Marco," Ace said, mumbling. "He already knows."

"Knows what?"

"That you're my manager," Ace said. He snuggled closer and shivered. Marco pat his shoulder. "I... I think he knows everything about me."

Marco held Ace's hand tighter. He seemed angry but forced a smile whenever the driver talked to him. So this was what having a dad felt like. It was nice.

-

Marco was paranoid. Pulling some strings, he made sure that there's always someone with Ace. For shoots at unconventional hours, he'd arrange for someone to bring Ace home if he could not do it himself.

It's annoying.

Sabo: It's for your own good, Ace. Ace: I don't need someone to follow me while I'm taking a piss. Sabo: You have a good company who listens. Sabo: Besides, I'm always here to vent to. :) Ace: True haha Ace: Thanks, Bo. You're the best. Sabo: I know :D Sabo: Are you home yet! Sabo: Luffy said he's hungry and doesn't know how to use the microwave lol Ace: I'm stuck in traffic. Give it forty more minutes? Sabo: Okiee Sabo: Text me when you're home. Sabo: Call me if you think you're in danger, okay? Ace: Okay. Ace: Thank you for being here for me. Sabo: Anytime!! <3

In the driver's seat, rested a pretty woman with orange hair. She seemed unusually anxious and that in turn, made Ace anxious. The licence plate was the same but this was not Haruta.

"Miss, are you taking me to the Baratie?"

"Yes," she said quietly. An unusually timid woman. "By six. I know."

Seeing that he's running late to meet with this 'super important hotshot of a fashion agency CEO Eustass Kidd', he agreed. He texted Marco to say that he might not make it to the Baratie. He put his phone away and smiled.

"Are you okay, miss?" Ace said, being friendly.

That was all she needed to speak first. "I don't support this."

Ace raised his eyebrows. Unsure of how to respond, he said, "Then why are you here?"

She sighed. "He has blackmail on me."

Ace frowned. It didn't seem below the stalker to blackmail and potentially hurt a woman. That is, he assumed that's who she's referring to.

Ace was surprised when she turned the corner.

"Wait-"

"I can't do it," she said. "I'm taking you back home. Eustass Kidd isn't involved. He's just name dropping."

"If not Eustass then who am I meeting?"

She stopped the car with a fierce jerk. Her phone vibrated but she turned it off.

She turned to Ace and said, "There's no 'dinner'. It's a ruse for him to spike your drink and fuck you while you're asleep. "

"Who's 'he'?" Ace finally asked. "My stalker?"

"Yes! Your stalker!" She said. She sobbed. "It's all blackmail, don't you get it? He has dirt on your agency. He plans to dissolve it."

"What the fuck?"

"I-it's some complicated money thing!" She said. "He's crazy. It scares me to see how much he's changed and how manipulative he's become. He's lost the plot. This isn't love!"

Ace was stunned stupid.

The phone vibrations stopped.

She turned pale. "I said t-too much. I... I'll drop you off, okay?"

"Sure, miss."

Ace never saw her again after she dropped him off. She's replaced by a stoic old man who called himself 'Hack'. Again, not Haruta.

-

Sabo was acting rather strange nowadays. Luffy said he didn't notice anything whenever he and Sabo maintained their 1,110-day-long streak on Snapchat. Sabo was still enthusiastic and friendly there.

Ace looked through his messages with him. He didn't know how to study language like Deuce so he couldn't pin point exactly what's wrong. There's just something wrong and Ace didn't like thinking ill of his own brother...

Ace texted him first. He wanted to think that he's delusional.

Ace: Guess who just got a dropbox link full of sexy photos !! Sabo: YOU DO!!! Sabo: YIPEEEEE Sabo: Can I see it? Sabo: Give me a spoiler!! Ace: Nah. It's just sexy haha Sabo: Oh!!! Sabo: Like your gig at the hotel? Sabo: Or the Japanese photoshoot. That was super pretty!! Ace: Thanks haha Sabo: The makeup suits you so well hehe Sabo: I like the hair too Ace: shucks bo :") Sabo: hehe Sabo: Is it like the Rodger underwear one? Sabo: Wow like... Sabo: Drop your workout routine! Ace: Hey- Sabo: hehe no worries if you'd rather hide your secret sauce ;) Ace: No, it's okay but like Ace: How do you know about that? Sabo: know what? Ace: Everything about the Roger project is under an NDA Marco made me sign three times. Ace: The pictures will only be released next month. Ace: The dropbox link was for those pictures... Sabo: Oh. Ace: ??? Sabo: hehe Sabo: oopsie daisy!! Ace: wtf sabo are you okay? Sabo: hehe <3

Ace did a ctrl-f on his chat and realised he said nothing about this project. He did the same on his socials and agency website. Nope, nothing on that front either.

Pops was super anal about things like this so how... Ace cringed. Ace could cry thinking about it. Marco did say that Izou was finding weird numbers on their accounts lately...

Ace found an unopened bottle of champagne by his door, alongside some beautiful leather shoes, freshly waxed too.

The accompanying letter read: "I'm coming home soon. You know this already but I have a crush on you. My heart flutters whenever I see you. It's always been this way. Do you feel the same for me? Love is beautiful. It makes me want things I've never wanted before."

-

The following Sunday, Ace woke up to a car pulling up by the driveway. From his view, it was a blue car with tinted windows. It was shiny and it was a large, beautiful car.

When Ace answered the door, he was greeted with a tall man on a long black coat, boots and a nice blue shirt. He had a bouquet of two dozen roses. Ace said he didn't want them with unusual meanness.

He looked to be around Ace's age, even with the scar on his left eye. He tried to kiss Ace's hand but Ace shook him away. He looked awfully familiar but Ace had no idea why.

Regardless, the smile he gave when he saw Ace was deadly. Ace realised something.

This was his stalker.

Ace stiffened. If the bastard could send letters and gifts almost daily, then surely he could show up at his house unannounced in-person. It didn't seem so far-fetched. He looked rich too.

"Fuck off and don't come back."

"That's not very nice," he said.

"You make me uncomfortable."

"I'm really sorry to hear, Ace."

No wonder Marco was so pissed. His eyes were large, round and lifeless, save for that glint of light when Ace actually looked at him. Ace nearly melted into a puddle. Why couldn't he just be normal?

Luffy was confused when Ace slammed the door in the guy's face.

"Why?" Luffy said. "I can answer the mailman. Go back to sleep."

"No, Luffy-"

Ignoring him, Luffy yanked the door open. Ace stepped back. The guy looked pissed. Ace was terrified but Luffy wasn't. He ran up and jumped him, tackling him in a big bear hug.

Tall and kind of lanky, he staggered back and nearly fell over. Luffy wasn't part of the plan, clearly. The flowers he brought to impress Ace were messy but he didn't look annoyed as Ace thought.

In fact, he's laughing, like he found Luffy's antics endearing.

Luffy smiled widely as he exclaimed, "Welcome home, Sabo!"

[mindyco]

Bakugou x F!Reader 🩷 [Store Bought]

Warnings: Reader gets called crude remarks by a group of men

Artwork credit: @Reharux035

You little rats get two updates in a row. Lucky you. But the fact that this happens in real life to some people makes me disgusted. Not sure how hot women deal with it. (ᇂ_ᇂ |||) They're just Bad Bitches ig I tried so hard to not make the dialogue cringe, but it's too late to apologize...

As you stood outside the convenience store, the warm evening breeze gently caressed your cheeks, rustling the fabric of your beautiful dress. The delicate puffy sleeves framed your arms, adding a touch of elegance to your appearance. The bodice, wrapped flawlessly around your petite, pale body, accentuated your graceful figure. You glanced down at the ground, feeling a mix of anticipation and discomfort as you waited for Bakugou to emerge with a bag full of snacks.

However, amidst the bustling sounds of the city, you couldn't help but overhear a group of grown men nearby engaged in an indecent conversation. Their voices carried on the wind, their lewd remarks about your body and their desires to take you home cutting through the air like shards of glass. The crude words invaded your ears, making you feel exposed and vulnerable. You clenched your fists, anger simmering beneath the surface, but you knew engaging with them would only escalate the situation.

With trembling fingers, you twiddled nervously, desperately trying to ignore the repulsive remarks that stained your ears. You averted your gaze, casting your eyes downward, their gazes stripping away your sense of security, leaving you feeling bare and defenseless. But no amount of distraction could fully shield us from the onslaught of their indecency.

"You see that girl over there? Damn, she's something else," ugly ass bitch #1 said with a low chuckle.

"Yeah, look at those curves. I wouldn't mind taking her home," ugly ass bitch #2 chimed in, his voice thick with lust.

The third ugly ass bitch let out a lecherous whistle. "She's got legs for days. Bet she knows how to use them."

Their words sent shivers down your spine, a chill running through your veins. You felt your face flush with anger and embarrassment, a storm of emotions swirling within you. How dare they objectify you, reduce you to nothing more than an object of desire?

But then, they uttered something that struck a nerve, a comment so degrading that it shattered the fragile walls of your composure. "I bet she's easy. A girl like that, she's just asking for it."

Tears welled up in your eyes, blurring your vision as you struggled to hold back your emotions. The men, alarmed by your sudden outburst, quickly dispersed, leaving you standing there, tears streaming down your cheeks, feeling a mix of anger, sadness, and humiliation.

You couldn't control the flood of emotions that overwhelmed you, and you bent down, lowering your head, seeking solace in the veil of your own vulnerability. The world around you seemed distant and muffled, as if it was just you and your pain. The ground beneath you felt cold and unforgiving, the sensation seeping through the fabric of your dress, intensifying the ache in your heart.

Amidst your tears, a gruff voice suddenly pierced through the haze. "The hell you on the floor for?" Startled, you quickly wiped your tears away, pushing yourself up and putting on a cheerful smile, desperately trying to hide the pain that lingered in your eyes. It was Bakugou, emerging from the convenience store, his hands laden with bags of snacks. He had obviously noticed your distress, and his normally stern expression softened with concern.

His hands clenched, a fiery rage burning within him as he tilted your head up, his intense gaze searching your tear-stained face. "Who the fuck did this to you?" His voice was laced with a mixture of protectiveness and anger, ready to unleash his explosive temper on anyone who had caused you harm.

"N...No one!" you stammered, denying anything happened as you attempted to divert his attention. "What snacks did you get, Bakugou?"

His eyes narrowed, seeing through your feeble attempt to change the subject. "What the hell happened while I was away? Tell me." He scanned the surroundings, his gaze sharp as he searched for any suspicious figures lurking nearby. Like a little hunting dog, he paced in small circles, his senses on high alert, determined to find the culprits.

When his scrutiny yielded no results, he finally bent down, his voice gentle and coaxing. "Babe, are you worried about me getting into fights? If I promise not to kill anyone, will you tell me?" His words held a mix of tenderness and underlying frustration, a testament to his fierce protectiveness over you.

You sniffled, a mixture of sadness and gratitude swirling within you as you managed to conjure up an excuse. "Just... just some dirt got into my eyes."

"Dirt my ass," he interrupted harshly, his patience wearing thin. With a tender touch, he wiped away the remaining tears that clung to your cheeks, his thumb grazing your skin as if to erase the pain inflicted upon you. His gaze softened, his fiery demeanor giving way to a vulnerable concern that only you could elicit from him.

"I won't let anyone hurt you," he whispered, his voice like a gentle breeze cutting through the storm. "No matter who they are, they'll have to go through me first." His words were a vow, an unyielding promise to shield you from the cruelties of the world.

You stared up at him, your tear-stained face reflecting a mix of gratitude, relief, and overwhelming emotion. The surge of warmth that enveloped you caused your tears to flow uncontrollably once again, turning the scene into a comical sight. You bawled your eyes out while Bakugou stood awkwardly, his arm hovering uncertainly over your back, unsure of how to provide comfort in this situation.

"Ah? W..Why the fuck are ya cryin' more?!" he exclaimed, his voice laced with both confusion and concern. He struggled to coax you, his attempts resulting in a humorous exchange where you were a mess of tears and he was at a loss for how to console you. Despite his rough exterior, his genuine concern shone through, and it only made you cry harder.

Bakugou's intense gaze softened as he reached out to wipe away your tears, his touch gentle yet firm. "Hey," he murmured, his voice filled with concern. "What happened out there? Please. Tell me."

You took a deep breath, gathering your thoughts before speaking. "There were these guys… They started making disgusting comments about me, how they wanted to take me home. I tried to ignore them, but then they said something that..."

Bakugou's jaw clenched, anger flickering in his eyes. "What the hell did they say?" he asked, his voice edged with a mix of concern and fury.

"They… they said something that just… hurt," you replied, your voice shaking slightly. "I couldn't take it, and I started crying."

A myriad of emotions crossed Bakugou's face—anger, frustration, and a hint of self-reproach. He let out a sharp exhale through his nose, trying to contain his anger. "They better hope I never find out who they are," he muttered under his breath.

You reached out and touched his arm gently. "Bakugou, it's okay. I don't want you to get into any fights because of this. I just… needed you to comfort me."

He turned to look at you, his eyes softening once again. "I'm sorry," he said, his voice sincere. "I hate that you had to go through that, and I hate even more that I wasn't there to protect you. But from now on, I promise, I'll do everything in my power to keep you safe."

You nodded, a mix of gratitude and relief flooding your heart. Bakugou's words brought you comfort, reassuring you that he was by your side, ready to shield you from any harm. The weight of the incident still lingered, but knowing that you had someone like Bakugou to rely on made it easier to bear.

Bakugou's intense gaze softened as he reached out to wipe away your tears, his touch gentle yet firm. "Hey," he murmured, his voice filled with both concern and determination. "Don't beat yourself up over this. I'm here now, and I won't let anyone hurt you."

You nodded, taking comfort in his presence and the warmth of his hand in yours. Slowly, you began to regain your composure, the raw emotions gradually subsiding as Bakugou's unwavering support enveloped you. His protective instincts kicked in, and he knew that he needed to make you feel safe, to distract you from the pain that still lingered.

"Come on," he said, his voice carrying a subtle hint of reassurance. "Let's head home. I bought all those snacks, and I'll be damned if we let those assholes ruin our evening."

A small smile tugged at the corners of your lips, grateful for Bakugou's unwavering strength. Together, you walked side by side, his grip on your hand providing a sense of security amidst the bustling city streets. The weight of the encounter still hung in the air, but Bakugou was determined to shield you from any further harm.

As you walked, he chattered animatedly, his words laced with playful banter and attempts to make you laugh. He recounted the ridiculous things that had happened during his trip to the convenience store, exaggerating certain details and mimicking the voices of other customers. It was his way of distracting you, of reminding you that the world was filled with more than just those disgusting individuals.

You found yourself slowly getting lost in his words, the tension easing from your shoulders as a genuine smile graced your face. Bakugou's efforts to lighten the mood didn't go unnoticed, and you couldn't help but be grateful for his presence in your life.

Despite his own burning desire to track down those men and deliver justice, Bakugou knew that it wasn't what you needed right now. He understood that you needed time to heal, to regain your strength, and he was willing to set aside his own anger for the sake of your well-being.

You walked on, the sounds of the city blending with the comfort of Bakugou's voice. And with each step, the memories of the encounter began to fade into the background, replaced by a newfound sense of resilience and trust.

Afterward: Bakugou's relentless search led him to the men responsible. In a swift and explosive display of his power, he confronted them, teaching them a brutal lesson they would never forget.

～𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪

[youaremysunshine-court]

OK wow so

We were meant to stay w family but (as with family) that plan changed a billion times and we eneded up in a Catholic hostel, and we get here super late right because metropolitan cities and traffic, and I'm getting out of the car to open the gate to drive in, and someone opens it for me. And I look up. And it is the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life, and he smiles and me and waves our apologies away, and I'm just standing there staring, possibly drooling, and we go in to checkin and all that, and then im unloading the car and mum's like "oh yeah he's a trainee priest, he's wearing the ring and all that" and my little protestant ass does not understand the intricate rituals of Catholicism, I'm just standing there disappointed because the most beautiful man in the world is out of reach

In short, I don't want to fuck him, but I'm not going to survive the next six days either. So there's that.

Oh no I want to fuck a priest

[blitzyn]

genshin impact

DILUC RAGNVINDR ⤵

are you sure?

cw: softdom diluc, shy/nervous virgin reader, anal fingering, anal sex, praise, conveniently placed lube lol, nicknames (love, handsome), not proofread

lovers' silence

cw: thoughts of being unable to love/be loved but thats it

KAEYA ALBERICH ⤵

you like it, don't you?

cw: public sex, anal sex, hair pulling, light degradation, sub kaeya, dom reader

VENTI ⤵

payback

cw: non-con, forced orgasm, anal sex, public sex, thigh-fucking, fighting, cum and spit as lube, harbinger reader, ooc venti :(, i believe in big dick venti argue with the wall, size difference, reader is taller than him but is the bottom lol, not beta read

pt.2 -> improper use of a gnosis??, anal fingering, masturbation, not beta read

TARTAGLIA ⤵

what a loser

cw: bully! childe/ajax, semi-public sex, anal sex, anal fingering (very little), spit as lube, brat reader?, crying, degradation, cock slapping, edging, multiple rounds, reader is a masochist, childe is a sadist?, very dubcon

good boy

cw: blowjob, praise, overstimulation, biting, dom childe, sub reader, anal sex, anal fingering

jock childe thoughts

shut up

cw: very dubcon, hate sex, a lil bit of blood, anal sex, spit as lube, not a lot of prep, degradation, manhandling, throat fucking, asphyxiation, reader is a masochist, mean dom childe, spitting (in ur mouth like once), chokehold, prone bone position for like 2 seconds lmao, brief descriptions of fighting, reader offs someone cuz he felt like it kinda, it starts sorta abrupt tbh lol, not beta read

ZHONGLI ⤵

while it lasts

cw: none

a different method

cw: non/dub-con, semi-public sex, classroom sex, 1 singular spank lol, cockwarming, anal sex, anal fingering, spit as lube, teacher zhongli, student reader

pt.2 -> cw: facefucking, shoe humping

pt.3 -> cw: praise, anal fingering, anal sex, mating press, desk sex, semi-public sex, teacher zhongli, student reader, not beta read

ARATAKI ITTO ⤵

aftermath

cw: scars (not sh)

ALHAITHAM ⤵

petty secrets

cw: anal sex, anal fingering, spit as lube like 1 time, spanking, rough sex, he has a big dick lol, crying just a bit, brat reader, doggy style, cowgirl, multiple rounds

my turn

cw: non-con to dub-con, anal fingering, anal sex, jealous sex, ooc character???, idk tbh but hes kinda possessive i guess, not beta read

relax

cw: soft alhaitham (heart eyes pt2), anal fingering, anal sex, praise, not beta read

IL DOTTORE ⤵

special attention

cw: dubious consent, overstimulation, dacryphilia, vibrators, desk sex, slight mirror sex?, semi-public sex, accidental exhibitionism?, anal fingering, anal sex, reader is a fatui agent, reader is a masochist, dottore is a sadist, biting kink, slight blood, rough sex, no aftercare sorry

pt.2 -> cw: anal fingering, anal sex, non-descriptive injuries, blood, reader is a masochist, dottore is a sadist, deep throating, face fucking

pt.3 -> cw: anal fingering, anal sex, spit as lube, desk/office sex, choking, slight overstim, pretty vanilla overall ig, he's kinda possessive so there's that, not beta read

unintended effect

cw: non-con, blood and spit as lube, anal sex, public sex, sadist dottore, kitsune reader, crying, tail pulling, face slapping, non-con drug use, choking, yall get caught but dottore doesnt care lol, brief ear pulling, not proofread

rookie mistake

cw: non-con, blackmail, coercion, blowjob, deepthroat, nearly getting caught, spit as lube, anal fingering, anal sex, standing doggy position, fatuus/infiltrator reader, guys he calls you a rat because you're a spy, not beta read

[loonsmoons]

The Marauders and how they’d react to/feel about spiders, because I had a meltdown when I found one in my room this morning :)

James: Freaks out. Screams for someone to get rid of it, but insists on not killing it (it is a living organism after all). “NO, PUT IT OUTSIDE, JUST PUT IT OUTSIDE! FURTHER AWAY, ARE YOU KIDDING ME? IT WILL CRAWL RIGHT BACK IN!”

Sirius: Freaks out as well. But it gets UGLY. You know that meme of that crying woman pointing at the white cat? That’s him pointing at the spider. He also does not care if it’s a living organism, he wants to see it DEAD. “I don’t CARE if it’s more scared of me then I am of it, KILL. IT.”

Remus: Doesn’t care about them, never has. He’s kind enough to take them outside for James and Sirius with that glass and paper trick, but not before pretending to accidentally have dropped/lost it on one of their beds. Because he IS an asshole.

Peter: Used to find them scary, but from the first time on when he came into the dorm and found James and Sirius standing on their beds/desks screaming, he became the knight in shining armour and took it out (not outside, OUT). (He became a little terrified again though the first time he saw one as a rat: “This shit’s GIGANTIC!” But then again, he thought of everything as gigantic … “And- and then Remus … Jeez, he looked like a fucking giant! And Sirius- … Well you were there too, ig”)

Lily: Very much not scared. Thinks they’re fascinating actually. If she finds one outside, crawling over her picnic blanket or smth, she’ll let it crawl over her hand and curiously watch it.

Mary: Will watch it with Lily, joking about being jealous of its long legs. And then she’ll insist on letting it crawl onto her hand as well, but as soon as it does, she’s all “Nonono, take it off. TAKE IT OFF”

Marlene: Very similar to Sirius, perhaps less tears and more aggressive screaming. “KILL IT, FUCKING. KILL. IT.”

Dorcas: Just … Does not care. She’ll find one in her room and goes “Okay cool, you live here now as well, ig” Occasionally she will talk to it like: “Jeez Timmy, you better know how lucky you are … Imagine just not having to write Transfiguration essays …” (Wait, you don’t, do you? Or are you an animagus? You better not be …”)

Pandora: Loves them. Even has a pet spider she’ll force everyone to cuddle with. She’ll occasionally lose it too, and everytime some brave soul brings it back to her, she’s like an old lady with her cat: “Tsk tsk tsk Garry, where have you been again, huh?” Just leaving, not even thanking the person that brought Garry back. So they stand there, awkwardly, as Pandora moves away like: “Always exploring the neighbourhood, aren’t you, lil guy?”

Regulus: Doesn’t really mind them either. Very similar to Dorcas, but he’s a bit more fascinated by them, like Lily. He will look through several books to find out what kind it is, and just … sit there and watch it, or draw it in his sketchbook

Barty: Says he’s all chill around them, until Evan next to him clears his throat and he’s reminded of last week, when he was screaming and crying and running from a leave that fell into his lap, which to him looked like a spider

Evan: Maniac. Will carry them out with his BARE HANDS. Just grabbing it off the wall. And unlike Remus he won’t just pretend to drop it, but actually drop it onto Barty’s bed. (He regrets that every time though, because for an entire week after, Barty insists on sleeping in the common room, even if the spider’s long gone by then). If he finds Pandora’s spider he’ll keep it for another day or two, playing and cuddling with it “What? I’d do the same if it were a cute lil kitten” “Well you see, it’s NOT a cute lil kitten … IT’S A MONSTER FROM HELL!”

[carb0n-m0n0xid3]

About me (?)

is pretty long, so its below the cut :3

Hey y'all. 16 and a bit crazy. Prolly autistic but i mean, rizz em with the tism. I draw and write sometimes, though mostly draw. I TAKE DRAWING REQUESTS IF YOU LIKE :3 I know a bunch of random facts and I'm a Christian :3 TE AMO JESUS ❤️❤️❤️ (I actually know like, no spanish 🥲, but I know some ASL)

Fav characters [if any] in red :3

Shows/Movies i like ig:

Over the Garden Wall [GREG]

(old) SpongeBob (rip)

Gravity Falls [STANLEYYYYY]

The Good Doctor

Amazing Digital Circus

The Amazing World of Gumball

Amphibia

STEVEN UNIVERSE [Peridot]

Centaurworld [Ched]

Law and Order Special Victims Units

Jurassic Park/World movies (mainly the parks tho) [IAN MALCOM]

Matilda (original) [Ms. Trenchable]

The Lorax

and LOTS of others I can't remember at the moment

Games that are cool:

Guts and Blackpowder [BARRY]

MineCraft (before all this stuff)

Pressure

Amanda the Adventurer [wooly :( ]

Mouthwashing [daisuke]

prolly others i forgot

OTHER stuff i like:

Animals

bugs

art

gore

writing

space

dragons

technology

anatomy

Just your typical dumb nerd stuff

My fav color is yellow cuz why not

My stuff ??:

Caroline and Thomas are my fav oc’s (main ones in my blog i think)

Thomas likes Claire :3 (one of @theweirdbox123's children)

Mr. Sappy and Princess (@theweirdbox123‘s clown) are married :3

in teh process of designing their kid (Cassandra :3)

mouthwashing oc (just me but older ig)

and I think I got some other oc’s??

GO CHECK OUT MY FRIEND @theweirdbox123, SHE COOL!! SHE MY BESTIE 🫶🫶, AND MY MORAL SUPPORT💪😔

(also @carb-the-autistic is my other stupid thingy, oc rp for mouthwashing)

Oh and im also @rat-detector-72 uhh yeah

THAT'S ALL FOLKS, SEE YA POOKIES ✌️🤓