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[jacaerysgf]

LURKING !

monsterfuckertober day 2

summary: your life is completely shit. but one day you decide to do a good deed and clean a gravestone. and the ghost is very thankful towards you. maybe a little too thankful

w.c: 1.5k

c.w: ghost!jace, more plot than smut, fingering (fem), reader has a very depressing life, but dont worry jace is there to cheer her up, going based off my own ghost lore, talk of death, not proofread.

monsterfuckertober masterlist

taglist (open) @chimmysoftpaws

you were going nuts. you were so sure of it.

Your life had taken a massive downward spiral within the last two years. Both of your parents had died in a horrible car accident, then you found out your boyfriend of five years was cheating on you with your best friend and the rest of your friend group had chosen them over you and had left you all alone, you had been demoted in your barely paying retail job and could barely afford your bills.

Life was completely shit. spending most of your time alone in your apartment barely being able to afford groceries eating some shitty cheap takeout. You cried and you cried but your life never changed.

Yet it took one day for strange things to start happening to you. The worst thing had happened, after a long grueling shift dealing with annoying customers and shitty managers your car wouldn't start no matter how many times you tried. You cant even bring yourself to cry anymore, simply too wore down from everything going on and knowing you definitely cant afford to fix it or call a mechanic you simply leave it there to deal with another day and start the long walk home.

You end up stumbling across a graveyard you had never even noticed before. A particular gravestone catches your attention, you should just keep walking, go come and take a cold shower, since the heating in your apartment hasnt been working, and cry yourself to sleep but you cant take your eyes off of it.

its so dirty, like someone hasnt visited it in decades, you cant even read the words on it. You dont know what compels you to drop all your stuff next to it and spend your last 15 bucks on some supplies to clean it at a store nearby.

Suddenly you're on your knees scrubbing down the old stone until your wrist grows sore. after far too long and far too much sweat builds up on your body you can finally read the words on it.

jacaerys velaryon

1875-1896

beloved son and brother

you trace over the name with your dirt covered thumb as a sloppy attempt of pronouncing the name leaves your mouth. You don’t know why but a cold chill runs down your back, its almost as if a hand comes to caress your face and you jump back. Youve spent far too much time here you fear you’re starting to hallucinate. You head on your way home, sure you’ll regret the money you’ve spent tonight later knowing youll not be able to afford dinner tonight and sigh.

When you wake up the next day your apartment is warm. It's unusual, knowing the heating in your apartment is broken but when you go over to it you almost burn your hand at the heat of the radiator. did they fix it while you slept? That would be strange wouldn't they need to come into your apartment.

You try not to think about it maybe it was a problem with the building? you try not to think about it and walk towards the kitchen to eat. You freeze when you see a basket of fresh fruit sitting on the counter. you certainly cant afford that, and you get even more scared when you open up your fridge and cabinet and see them packed filled with your favorite foods and snacks.

You think maybe you just blacked out and went into debt buying yourself a bunch of stuff but when you check your account it looks normal. Now you worry, maybe you were still dreaming? but it seemed as real as it could get.

Your eyes hit a bouquet of flowers, red roses contrasting the bland apartment walls. you walk closer to it and notice a small note attached to the top and your breath hitches.

thank you.

now you’re even more lost. were you genuinely going crazy? who would even be able to do this and who would even be thanking you? when was the last time you did something worth thanking.

no. theres no way right? ghosts arent real. and they certainly dont have the ability to be able to do things like this. Maybe whatever higher power was out there was playing tricks on you. It started to feel less and less like a trick when you walked outside to go to work and saw your car there, perfectly fixed up without a scratch.

It grew harder to ignore the strange things that were happening in your life when people seemed to no longer bother you at work, it seemed like your bank account never dropped even when you would buy take out or have to pay rent for the month, the food in the fridge would stay stocked. You actually began to enjoy life, you smiled a lot more, without the troubles of bills or annoying customers and coworkers you actually felt like a weight was lifted off your shoulders.

It also grew harder to ignore the presence that felt like it had entered your life and you didn’t want to. It was a welcome presence to you at this point, you had no clue what it even was, but you could feel the soft caresses on your face, the slight tingle of arms wrapping around you. Its strange, you should run in fear, be scared for your life but you cant help but revel in the airy affection. Its never touches you too strongly though you know it can after some ‘accidental’ grips and strokes onto your skin.

You later on learn its a he, further confirming your idea its this jacaerys though he never outright confirms it. he leaves you little notes along with a fresh bouquet everyday. It was romantic. or maybe you were just so touched starved that you had begun losing your mind and none of this was even real.

one day the tides in your relationship completely change. as your feelings for the mysterious figure in your home grows the more your desires grow. knowing he’s lurking in your home you’ve never taken the liberty to pleasure yourself as your imagination runs wild in the nights you spend in your apartment feeling his hands on your arms. you cant take it anymore.

Its been an especially long shift after work, your clothes are stuck to your skin from sweat, you cant even be bothered with eating right now as you toss of your clothes with a wicked fast pace as you make your way to the bathroom not bothering to check if there were any notes or gifts from him waiting for you.

You sigh as soon as you step in and allow yourself to soak in the steaming water for a good while. you soon enough notice a heart in the steam covered glass and your breath hitches. hes probably seeing you naked right now, it never truly occurred to you he’s probably seen you naked all this time. The idea has your mind running rampant on a track you cant seem to stop.

You cant suppress the whine that creeps up in your throat and you decide to fuck it. Theres nothing he can really do right? hes always around, you have to relieve yourself one way or another.

you leave your back against the wall. maybe you can make it a show for him. Your hands run down your body, giving your tits a light squeeze before continuing to drag them down your body towards your awaiting hole. He makes no move for awhile, even as your hands toy with your aching clit, as you whine and moan out as your insert one then two fingers into you, pumping them in and out of you.

What causes him to finally show himself is when you breathily say his name in a whisper, calling out to him. your fingers suddenly stop as a harsh grip is forced onto your wrists and your hands are ripped away from you. you look up at the empty space infront of you, you almost go to whine and complain before you feel pressure on your clit and throw your head back.

His hand quickly replaces yours, making quick work to shove his fingers deep inside you and pump and press them against your walls. you eagerly accept this phantom like presence as your legs begin to shake, you call out to him like a siren, hangs gripping at your breasts playing with your nipples while he continues to bring you pleasure, releasing with a long shout of his name.

you stay in the shower for awhile longer before exiting with your skin pruned and shaky legs. You take a deep breath as you go to do your skincare in the mirror and your freeze. A man around your age, curly dark hair and stunning eyes looking at your affectionately in the mirror. you turn around but see nothing there.

looking back in the mirror it was odd. finally seeing the man who had been doing you so much good. he was far too attractive, you did not know if he was always naked but he certainly was right now and it bas you throbbing.

you feel him as you see him wrap his arms around you and tug down your freshly put on towel to expose you once again and you allow him too, but this time you wont be taking your eyes off him.

—

sometime during the month ill definitely write them actually fucking LMAO but take this for now lovelies later.

[sugarverse]

when they have crushes on you they..

[ bnha headcanons ]

izuku, bkg, iida, todoroki & kiri

✩ I. midoriya

always makes the conversation about you. he just knew you’d enjoy it! Or you’d have something to say about how something went down.

He was always fixing his clothes around you, trying to make sure both of his shoes were tied, etceteria. He couldn't do much with his hair but he tried his hardest to be presentable.

stutters so bad trying to talk to you. “c-c-can.. jeez. um. can I um.. can I borrow that marker? when you're um.. when you're done, y/n?”

obviously it gets better but it gets much much worse first.

often invites you to play imessage games when he wants to talk but is too nervous whatever he has to say isn't interesting enough

tries to get your favorite kind of coffee when you're having a bad day, wanting to be the person you leaned on. he knew how hard school could be and how hard being a heroine would be. it's the least he can do.

asks if you want to go on his morning runs with him, it gave you two time to talk about things he couldnt spit out over text :)

★ t. iida

offers the last bite of his food, always saving some to the side for you to try. you had always been pretty indecisive on what you wanted to eat and he picked up on it. so he made sure he'd save a bite or two for you of whatever he had. this started more as a habit of ‘wanting you to eat’ he couldn't understand why it could be related to his oh so private feelings

often rests a hand on your back whether rubbing it or guiding you through the hallway.

always trying to help, hovering over you as you cooked for yourself, weasling his way to helping you cut vegetables. Or carries your laundry, thinking how beneficial it would be to just do both loads at the same time.

covers the corner of tables as you storm by, ranting about something that really pissed you off. he'd always be there to listen and agree with you.

will wait those few last seconds so you aren't late, alone. he'd never risk his punctuality for anyone.. but he couldn't help but wait for you. Its like you made him stuck.

realizes he has a crush by getting something he'd thought you'd like at the mall, some charm bracelet you might not wear but your favorite characters had been on it. He gave it to you as a “good job on sportsmanship”? Thats what he tells you anyhow.

✮ s. todoroki

stares at you from across the room, not being able to hide it for the most part but you're oblivious to it.

always turns when your name is said to hear what anyone has to say about you

arm gets a little too hot when you brush against him and he often has burn marks in his shirt.

follows you around, not speaking much but liking when you two would sit next to each other and you'd show him the games you had on your switch. he was very invested in Animal crossing

buys you lunch most of the time, swiping his card whenever you got what you wanted and stepping ahead to pay. you only fussed about it one time, knowing he was just being gentlemanly. andhisglarewaskindascary

the quietness of his crush doesn't last long, he flat out tells you “Y/n, I think I have feelings for you.”

⋆｡° e. kirishima

started buying your favorite kind of snacks when he went to get his own , absentmindedly thinking about you more often than he should.

always opens the door for you, did it before he Realized he had a crush. but now? he does everything. he'll slide your chair back, shut the door for you, let you use his umbrella when needed

lowkey stalks your reposts on TikTok to see what things your into

always asks if youll be his player two on a game because it's easier to beat that way (games like minecraft)

always wants to work out with you, figures out when the best times were to ask and makes you routinely go together or he's blowing your phone up

ALWAYS always ALWAYS laughs at your jokes. he thinks you're the funnest mf walking earth besides himself and denki duo.

⛦ k. bakugo

sidewalk rule, pulling you to other side of him kinda roughly before putting his hands back into his pockets. “You don't walk in a straight line, stay over there.”

always has an extra jacket for you, you forget too much, dumbass.

when he does, always makes too much. So he makes you take whatever leftovers he's made and pretty soon he accounts for what you like and don't like.

reads romance manga that reminds him of you and him lol

changes music he listens to to someone you listen to, actually enjoys it and adds albums of music you'd never know he listens to until he's humming along to B.A.S by Megan in the gym??

weird compliments. like when you got your hair done? “your hair doesnt look shitty today” and when it does look bad? instead of being a bigger dick, he often mumbles a “did you get any sleep?" instead of the normal "your hair looks like burning trash."

@fizzintine negrofied everyone but bkg lol thanks bae for the coloring!

[k-aemi]

Chubby!Reader getting bullied at school for their looks and came crying home to stepbro!Kaiser and he had to comfort her by making reader sit on his face and eat her out to prove she's not heavy at all and is Soo pretty when she cries from overstimulation.

kaiser michael ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ heavy love.

smut, face sitting, praises, overstim, 69, stepcest.

its implied chubby, but it can be for any body type so u girlies dont feel excluded ♡(>ᴗ•)

it was never nice living with your father. having to constantly be in fear and on guard. you hated it, you wished you were never born in this life. but kaiser makes it bearable. just a tad bit, hell comfort you by ruffling your head and reassuring you.

you guys were always on a shortage of food. kaiser would either have to steal or take remains of the left overs. you hated it! you didnt like when he stole from others, but you also didnt like eating peoples left overs, its so gross that you basically rather starve yourself.

kaiser doesnt have any other choice. he does this for yours and his survival. at least he tries, he always feels so bad when he cant give you life you wanted. a nice family, a big house, and cute clothing. the kid you are, you cant see the effort he puts in for you </3

to make yourself a bit better, hed enrolled you in school so you had some sort of interaction and so you can at least be able to read and write. it was the best decision he made! you loved interacting with other people, it made you run away from the horror being at home.

suddenly in the middle of a lecture, youre engrossed in your work until a bang is heard at the front. its...kaiser? what was he doing here? he scans the room before spotting you. he walks up to your desk and you stood up.

"misha, what you doing here?" he gives no response but just a little grunt. snatching your wrist and leading you out. youre confused, had something happen? youre about to open your mouth to speak again but he shushes you.

turns out he was recruited into the bastard munchen football team. youre so happy for him, but what you didnt expect was the money he was about to make from this.

using this, kaiser was able to move out from father, and actually afford the necessities you guys needed. it was wonderful, he was able to buy you food and you might of went crazy with it.

he spoiled you with food you always wanted to eat back as a kid. you loved it, you loved the food, and you loved your big brother. hed buy you sweets all the time! how can you refuse? its everything youve always wanted to eat!

its not until youve realized maybe you have eaten a lot, but it wont do you any harm right? wrong. entering in college, you thought itd be really easy going since you heard people are really nice though! the lectures were a bit difficult but youll get used to it soon!

you had your break and youre outside in the court eating just a little something kaiser bought for you! such a sweet brother he is. but that joy of yours is ruined when you hear a remark about you.

"do you see how much shes eating? shes probably gonna have a heart attack..!" you can hear a couple girls snicker behind you. you know, maybe they were talking about someone else! you shrugged it off and continued to eat.

"cant even eat properly too, look at how big of a bite she took. shes gonna weight ten times more than me.." you can hear giggling and now its confirmed, they were in fact talking about you. youve never felt such a way before you dont even know how to react, you dont even realize it but now youre crying.

after a long day youve arrived back to your place. kaiser was off practice today so he was just in the living room, indulging himself in a book to past the time. his attention shifts to you when you open the door. noticing your saddened face.

you enter in, taking your shoes off before sitting down next to kaiser. you frown, remembering the event during your break.

"misha, do i look weird..?" you shift your gaze to his eyes. your frown is noticeable and he takes note of it. he cups your cheeks and caresses it. "no. of course not. whats with this?" he has a serious face to him. recalling what had happened you just cant help but tear up, sniffling.

"t-there was these girls...they said i eat too much! and...i-i heard it all they said i was gonna be heavy..." you cry and his face softens a bit. he wipes your tears wit his thumb, ruffling with your hair.

"youre perfect. not a single thing wrong about you." he kissed your tear eyes away. you feel a bit comforted, but the words of those girls still lingered in your head, and it seemed his works didnt full sink in. he knows youre a pain in the ass when it came to this, sometimes when hed yell at you, you become a crying mess.

"shh shh...youre not heavy. can prove it to you, yeah?" he rubbed his forehead against yours and you open your eyes to meet his. "h-huh? prove..?" the last thing you saw was his smirk.

you dont even know what happened, kaiser just told you to strip your clothes away and hover over him. its embarrassing really, but he said itd be perfect for you to see yourself in his eyes. you dont know how hed do that but whatever big brother said!

"m-misha...i dont wanna sit on you...'m g'na hurt you!" you whined out, but hes too much in a trance as your bare pussy is in his face. the way it pulses when his breath touched your sensitive bud had him spiraling emotions he cant describe right now.

youre propped up above him and he feels up your thighs, squishing the soft flesh. "s'okay prinzessin. youre not g'na hurt me." he licks his lips and his breathing becomes ragged as he can feel his cock stiffen under his pants. its like it had a mind of its own, it wants to be out of its restraints.

you can only let out a sigh, giving in, you settle yourself down, just lightly. youre crazy to think youd put all your weight on him! of course kaiser takes notice of this, clicking his tongue in annoyance before pulling your whole weight down on him. his grip on you is tight, and you cant even lift yourself up.

kaisers eyes roll back, your scent is so intoxicating and the way your clit rested on his nose was everything. shit this may be his favorite meal of all time, his baby sisters pussy <3

you can feel the wet muscle exploring your pussy and you let out a pathetic moan. god what was this feeling...? it feels so good but weird at the same time. you cant help squeeze your thighs into him more. you think youre hurting kaiser but he actually fucking loves it.

he loves how your thigh closes in on his head, its like suffocating him and he loves the feeling. he continues to lap at your pussy, prodding his tongue at your hole while youre just a whining mess.

"m-misha wait too much-" you grip onto his hair, but he can only ignore your pleas and continue. you practically hear him slobbering all over your pussy and its makes you flustered. you cant anymore, it was too much! tears threatened to spill from your eyes from the immense pleasure.

kaiser didnt care, he needed this. bad. your pussys so addictive he cant stop, its like a drug to him, a cure to his mental state. holy shit his dick needed to be out of his pants right now. he can only admire the sight of your teary eyed self, it just means hes making you feel so fuckin' good right now.

he latches himself off your pussy and you huffed. catching up with your breath as kaiser just watches your pussy pulses, fuck thats so hot-

"turn around." youre too caught up with catching up with your breath you dont question it. youre met with his bulge that sticks out and its huge. its moving on its own!

youre not so sure of it, but it pretty much says "i want to be out". you swallow your built up saliva, unzipping the confinements. this was it? it was so big and his tip was leaking pre-cum. kaiser cant help but thrust his hip onto your face, he needs to feel you so bad already. just hurry up and take him in your mouth.

"put your mouth on it. hurry." he demands. this big thing in your mouth? that was literally impossible...but anything for big brother, hes trying so hard to comfort you, this is the least you can do right?

just lightly putting the tip in was already difficult enough. your gag reflexes were bad, so he hopes its okay! kaiser was already happy youre there to suck his cock. feeing so relinquished as he slurps up your cunt again.

you moan into his cock and the vibrations felt sooo good. he wants to keep making you moan until you come on his face.

well, your high was coming. from the way he just kept eating you like youre his last meal ever, its no wonder you feel the knot in your tummy.

“m-micha-‘m g’na cwumm…” you whined out and he thinks its so cute how you cant properly speak because of his big cock. his cock is doing that to you, no one elses.

hes at his limit too. wouldnt it be so cute that you guys come together? he thinks it is.

thats when you reach your high and all kaiser does is drink the sweet juice that spill. it spills onto his face and splattered everywhere. you moan into his cock pathetically and that was his end game, cumming inside your warm mouth, god he wishes he can feel like that once more.

you fall limp on him and heavy breaths are heard within the room. he gives a light slap to your ass and you yelp, making you pout at him. he can only chuckle before grabbing the flesh. “dont say stupid shit anymore.” he refers back to your past concerns.

is it rushed? i hope not (ヽ´ω`) i will rest now, and write two for you guys tomorrow or three on the weekend, more kaiser fics for those in my anons and i will keep up with the requests do not worry!!! you guys really like a lot of sibling fics, this is now just a sibling page for bllk!!! i swear i will write other things 〒▽〒

blue divider: kodaswrld

[yourmotherlma0]

●Sickly

♡Dunmeshi taking care of a sick reader

♡Warnings: (you/yours), manga spoilers for characters backstorys (mithrun)

♡♤♡♤♡♤

♡Laios Touden - he has no idea what to do because falin was never really the type to get sick and when he got sick she was the one that took care of him so saying hes inexperienced is putting things lightly. He goes to everyone in the party to get any suggestions on how to help you only to try all of them and makes things a little worse. He keeps fidgeting and checking on you because he low-key thinks youre dying when its just a common cold. Eventually he gets senshi and falin or marcelle to take a look at you. Once they do and instruct him on what to do you start to feel a bit better.

♡Marcille Donato - she instantly tried any healing magic she knows but anything on the more serious scale will get her going to falin or making warm soup for you. Shes very attentive while the people she cares about are sick, doing everything she can to help them get better. She will scold you if you try to get up on your own to do litterally anything. Need to use the bathroom? Shes carrying you there and back with her weak little elf arms. (Or at least she tries too)

♡Chilchuck Tims - he lingers in the corner and simply watches while someone else treats you and the amount of grey hairs he will end up with will depend on who is treating you (with senshi and falin giving him almost none!) If he ends up treating your illness himself he either gives you medicine and leaves you to rest or he tells someone else that he think would be better at the task to do it for him

♡Senshi - he makes you the most healthy yet delicious soup or meal to help you get better. He gets you a healer if ones available and uses whatever weird ingredients he needs to make sure youre better. Its best if the whole party is healthy when dungeon exploring. Makes sure you get your rest and keeps checking on you while your sick. Maid senshi frfr

♡Izutsumi - "have you tried getting better?" She doesn't show it but shes definitely at least a little worried and she shows it by sleeping next to you or dropping dead rats by your bed as a present. Laios thinks its cool and definitely encourages it while everyone else heavily disagrees. Curls up on your chest and sleeps or just overall sleeps next to you.

♡Falin Touden - she specializes in healing and support magic so even more difficult illnesses are no big deal for her. Shes very caring while healing you though. She'll hum softly and make sure youre comfortable as she rests her hands on you to cast the needed spells. If for whatever reason she doesnt use magic to heal you instantly shes just as caring when taking care of you.

♡Kabru - he knows everything about the human body to the point that its scary. "Your symptoms definitely sound like appendicitis... youre dying." - kabru with the biggest internal smile youve ever seen because hes happy that he was actually able to identify the issue. After that he instantly actually got you medical care if it was even necessary with whatever sickness you had and comforted you while you were awake. Hes like a single mom to me idfk

♡Mithrun - he had his reason to do anything at all completely consumed and destroyed with the only feeling left in his body being the urge for revenge. If you end up sick near this man you will be left to fend for yourself and die (youll probably need to take care of him tbh). He simply doesn't have the means to take care of anyone or anything, which includes himself.

♡♤♡♤♡♤

[zolaniii1]

Long day

(Inspo)

Praise knk go purrrr

And sometimes being a good domme is know when your sub had a bad day where absolutely everything went wrong. They got in trouble at work, dropped their lunch, lost their walet and wasnt able to hear from you all day which was the icing on the shit cake.

And sometimes all they need is to just please you just to hear the praise just to know theyre doing something right but a bit of comfort too.

And sometimes you let them lay with you sucking wildly on your breast moaning with their eyes rolling back at the way you caress their head closer muffling the sounds of your moans as they finger your pussy spreading the lips to get more access only to go back to your clit and rubbing until you cum delaying their own pleasure just hoping once youll call them a “good boy” its all the praise they need. “Does it feel good” theyll whine into your breast but its completely muffled since they just cant remove their mouths.

“please mommy tell me im doing a good job” They dont care how long they have to finger fuck you either theyve been hard and rutting into the mattress this whole time anyway.

and sometimes they start to get feral for praise holding you tighter to them, skin to skin pushing their fingers deeper into you loving the way you clench on their fingers the sticky wetness coating them it means theyre doing good and making mommy feel good but they still have their mouth on your breast and might forgot to move their fingers the minute you stroke their hair.

“such a good boy for me baby” tumbles out of your mouth and its like they can breathe a little bit again their fingers gain a new energy to return back to fucking you anything to hear that again.

@dontmindme3 💖

[kingdoms-and-empires]

Adoriel's Tears Review

I recently had to go travel and read a few works that I never got around to reading but was interested in.

PLEASE REMEMBER THIS REVIEW IS DONE BY ME AS A READER AND IS MY OWN OPINION.

This means I will review in accordance to my own tastes, how the game caters to me, and what I feel. Do not take my word as gospel, what I may not be interested in or dislike, may be what YOU are interested and love!!!

@adoriels-tears-if

Synopsis:

Adoriel's Tears are a gift.

A light offered to the inhabitants of Terrybiël to end the conflicts that oppress the Four Peoples and eradicate the evil that was crawling on the continent.

But every light has its shadow and sometimes gifts are poisonous. For if magic comes from the heart, it takes a soul to master it, and fortunate are those who manage to find it. Without a counterpart, without a familiar, a Tear is nothing.

Just a curse. A child of madness. The darkness on Terrybiël. What must be destroyed before they destroy you.

Adoriel's Tears are a gift. At least for the others.

You're long past the point where your heart and soul should be singing together, and yet you're gifted. That's what made you lose everything you had as a child. Now, an opportunity presents itself. Should you take it, is it the right thing to do?

Without a soul and with a magic you can't control, the journey will be a risky one.

Especially since the smell of madness and blood is getting heavier and heavier on Terrybiël. Will you be able to fix everything, to find what you're looking for? Nothing is less sure.

And yet, this voice is calling you, whispering:

Come ! Come to me ! Come to me and don't be afraid.

Review:

The Good: Tobias is Ken, do not fight me on this.

Also, i wasnt aware what Snow was until i looked it up:

SO FREAKING CUTE!

Anyways, I had a lot of fun with this one. It lures you into a false sense of security and wholesomeness only to abruptly show the player and MC the reality of the world. That their mother had been protecting them for a reason. The family dynamics, relationships between characters, and drama crafted got me in my feels enough to care! I also got to name my plushie rabbit Optimus Prime, which was fucking hilarious:

Also i had alot of fun with the parental drama the MC can have with their father

Ashleyn:

And with his fuckboi bros:

Adoriel's Tears does that thing really well, that thing that lets the reader fill in the blanks and make up their own assumptions for the characters until we actually meet them. Plus it lets us act out and be brats so we can break the hearts of all the adults around us that try their best!

Also there's moments like this:

That honestly just adds that bit of humor that works without cause friction for the rest of the tone.

There was also a specific passage that felt emotionally charged and intense. Youll know what im talking about once you reach it, because it is very memorable. Without spoiling, it feels like justice coming forth to smite those that have wronged you.

The Bad: I know that Chapter 1 is a transfer from the original Choicescript, and it shows. The author has already expressed wanting to polish and clean it up, which i think is the right step as the second chapter and onwards have a clear jump in quality. There were numerous spelling and grammatical errors, but given that chapter 1 is four years old, and that the author is not a native English speaker (is French) that can be excused and fixed. I was able to submit errors I came across, so the author will be able to fix what i found in a future update. I do recommend that those who play any IF out there to submit anything they find as authors need us to beta test! Their eyes literally begin to glaze over the words theyve seen for the thousandth time lol.

The Ugly: I encountered moments where the MC feels very sensitive and too friendly, or the opposite where the choices can give an extreme negative reaction in response. I'd like for the inclusion of a more middle ground MC. In addition to that, there where times where my immersion (self insert, remember) broke as my boy MC felt too "feminine" without letting us choose to act it or not. Idk how to describe it other than that lol, but it stood out to me.

The Aftermath: I would recommend this to anyone that wants a good family dynamic/drama, and if characters and their relationships with each other are important to you. There's a lot of promise, potential, and "oh shit" moments that can/will happen (18+ tag, remember?) that only leaves me wanting more. The worldbuilding done allows for some really gripping story telling, and from what we see so far, itll impact the story. Seriously, the worldbuilding here is unique, and WILL stand out as we keep seeing the same ole same ole elsewhere in this genre. It's a fantasy story that keeps itself grounded by using likable characters who have realistic flaws that provide entertainment for us.

[opal-owl-flight]

No sign of Rain.

Not easy living with the fact that you hurt someone you just wanted to protect, isnt it.

More context under the cut!

Tldr: 3 realizes that forcing 4 away from the Platoon after Sploon2 the way they did wasnt the best choice. That forcing her to ignore what had happened had most likely contributed to her unable to cope with life beyond war.

(The comic above is from after Sploon3/SO! Situation described below is post Sploon2/OE.)

3 and 4 have been doing missions together awhile. 4s been able to handle herself well, but theres a moment where she trips up and gets hurt a lil more than usual. Like, its to the point where she needs to be taken off the field awhile.

3...

"|Im sorry.|"

"Heh? Three, if it wasnt for you, Id be dead. What are you saying sorry for?"

"|...if it werent for me going away when Octavio stole the Zapfish again...youd never have been dragged into this mess.|"

"Thats not your fault, Three. Cap'n called you away."

3 sighs... "|Still...you couldve been living a life where you never have to worry about your life being put in this much danger.

Or anyone else's life, for that matter.|"

4s the one whos quiet now, as she glances away. 3 does have a point... "...I guess so, yeah. But that wouldve meant that Id never have met you."

Silence sits between them awhile, until 3 grunts softly, to get 4 to look at them again. "|I want you to promise me something.|"

"What is it?"

"|When things settle down again, I want you to leave.|"

"....What?"

"|Live your life away from this. This danger, this war, this...everything.|"

"And leave YOU? Three, you cant do things alone anymore, you KNOW it!"

A clack of their beak. "|Im more capable than you think, Four. Dont think less of me.|"

"Im not- Im not thinking less of you!! Im just stating the facts!"

3s making a low gurgling noise. Its a similar sound an inkfish makes before spitting ink. A sound that says "dont test me."

"Three, Im not leaving. Its already happened... everything -- Octaria, the zapfish, the metro -- its all happened, and I cant just...go back after all of that."

"|Yes, you can. You still can. Youve a life outside this. Why else are you late enough that Marie has given up reprimanding you?|"

4 backs down...3s right. Again.

"...and what about you? Why dont you leave, too? Once...everything is stable."

3s ears droop. "|...theres nothing left for me. Ive thrown my lot with the NSS for as long as I remember. My team barely even recognizes me these days.|"

A silent beat goes by between them again.

"|So promise me. Promise me.| Rain." They rasp her name, making sure she gets the point. "|Promise me you'll live. Promise me you'll go back up there. You said you wanted to go to college -- go. Dont look back. Dont become like me.

I dont want you to become like...this.|"

They gesture to their scar. Their tentacles, forever stained marbled cyan.

4 can see in the gesture the pain they hid in their hearts. The regret. The guilt.

"...Tanara..."

"Live." they rasp, So quietly."Live. Promise me."

"I dont want to leave you alone."

"|Ive been in this war since Ive hatched, and Ive done things on my own before you were dragged into this. You deserve none of this bullshit.|"

"You dont deserve it either!"

3 grips her shoulders. pleading with her. "Promise me. Please promise me. That youll leave."

4 shakes her head. Resolute.

"Im sorry...I cant promise that to you. Youre my friend, Tanara. Im not letting you do this alone."

3... leans against her, defeated. Burying their face into her shoulder. Theyre shaking their head, clutching on her tight.

"...I-Im sorry, I...Ill be more careful next time. Okay? I can...I can promise you that much."

3 remains silent. Thats not what they want. They want her to be safe forever.

"...this really means a lot to you, huh?

Okay.

Ill...Ill think about it."

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She does eventually decide to leave. Things were looking up for awhile, and missions are much lighter. She can dare to dream bigger now. That and...she cant stand seeing 3 looking so guilty whenever she says something abt her life on the surface.

None of it is their fault. Any of this. But they still feel that theyre taking her away from her "real life".

When she said that shes leaving the platoon, 3s look of jubilation both relieved and pained her. Then a thought hit her, right there.

"...Wait...all this time- did you just want to get rid of me? D-did you not want to be friends anymore?"

3 shakes their head. "|Rain, I asked you to live your dreams as a friend.

Your safety would be guaranteed. Youd be able to happily live your dreams without worry.|"

"...Will I ever see you again?"

3 sighs. "|...hopefully not.|"

4 gasps.

"|No- no-! Not because I dont want to see you-|"

"Tanara, youre making it hard for me to believe that youre doing this for me. What kind of life would I have if youre not there? Not a happy one, Im telling you!!!"

3s shaking as they sign. Trying so hard to keep their breaking mask tight.

"|Im a soldier, Rain. And Ill likely be one til the day I die.

I dont want to drag you back into this mess. I dont want you to get hurt, because of me.|"

Why is it that they always have a point? 4 despairs at the fact.

"So this means goodbye..?"

"|Weve got some days left. Lets make them count.|"

A smile. A bittersweet one.

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These teenagers goddamn. 3 doesnt understand fully that shit still happened and one cant just leave and pretend nothing had transpired. Or maybe they felt they didnt deserve to have someone as good as 4.

Theyre ruthless in a sense that they know what their goals are. Their goal was to keep the world safe for everyone else to live. And if it means sacrificing their friendship with 4, so be it. If shes safe, their goal is met. Doesnt matter what either of them feel about it. (I suppose 4 getting injured really pushed them to make that choice.)

And 4... yeah, leaving was the smart choice for her personal growth, but agreeing with 3 to sacrifice their friendship wasnt the best choice to agree to. She felt like she cant argue 3 out of that decision they made for the both of them...so she just followed it.

"|Look alive, Rain. Your brand new life awaits you.|"

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Thats why theyre so flabbergasted and upset that she came back. It felt like that time they spent alone, that sacrifice they made, was all in vain...

"Im sorry, Three. It sucked being away from you. It really did. I failed to live there...maybe my life is really meant to be lived here. On duty.

With you."

Are they disappointed that she failed her brand new life? No, never. They gave her the chance to run away from it all, but she came crawling back after doing so. If she felt that her life is here, after trying something else, so be it.

Thats what convinced them enough to allow 4 to return to duty. Theyll keep her safe another way. They also cant hide from themself the fact that theyre happy to see her again after so long.

[3grey-morals5]

vent(?)asf also poll at the end if u read it

am i the only one that has VERY specific interests inside of scp but also isn't very connected to the lore of said interests?

Like, first off I am extremely specific with the things I like and don't know alot of the BROAD info. For example I'm been obsessed with 035,049, and alagadda for the last 4 years or so, and newly fixated on sarkicism, but that's kinda it. Like if you asked me anything abt the mtf groups or the researchers i couldn't give you anything just bc I haven't looked into them and haven't really planned to. I know I SHOULD learn absolutely everything I can about every topic, but it's a very daunting task. Scp is huge. Am I being a fake fan or poser just because I cant understand alot of info on different aspects in scp? I want to, it's just scary.

second, even with the things I DO like (I'll use sarkicism and alagadda as an example, only because I'm somewhat happy on the knowledge I have on 035 and 049) I still don't know as much as other people into it. Am I even allowed to say I like alagadda if I haven't read all the tales and know the entire lore? Am I able to say I like sarkicism and post about it if I haven't even started reading En Memoria Adytumn(?) And get most of my info from what others say (I have read both tales - to my knowledge- containing derdekeas, so he's an exception ig). I don't want to be a fraud. I love my headcanons and making new stories out of stuff I know for my own universe, but I'm starting to think that they're moving me back in my "studies" of scp

All in all, I'm worried. I've felt like this for the whole 5 years I've been in this community, and it's never really gone away no matter how much I assure myself that it's okay to not know everything. I don't want to let anyone down or disappoint, I want to be the "ideal fan" of the scp universe that knows almost everything but I'm just not. I have barely anything to show for the time I've been obsessed with it, and it's embarrassing. Tbh i dont feel comfortable calling it a special intrest of mine anymore just bc from what ive heard, a special intrest is something youll learn anything about and are expertly versed on. I want so badly to learn everything I can, bit there's a lack of spark to do so. I think my pessimism is holding me back and I don't know how to break free. It sucks ass.

Anyways, thanks for making it this far. Just something I had to get off my chest. If you have any insights or opinions, please vote on what I should do. I think it would give me the push I need to get set on a decision and

[spiderclangen]

which is your fave cat in the clan? and what are their thoughts and feelings on everything? what is a small spoiler you could possibly share about them? =)

My favorite cat in SpiderClan is Dropletpaw!

I draw her to relax sometimes, thing is i may not have mentionned it on tumblr yet but im only ever 1 moon ahead of you guys, so i dont actually know whats going to happen to these cats much!

Well i can tell you shes not dying next moon, but otherwise i dont need to tell you anything more since youll find out soon when its all finished anyway! I only allow myself to play the next moon once most of the previous moon is finished, that way i keep motivated to draw them, because if i already knew how it ended id just not be invested enough. Here are Dropletpaws thoughts about everyone else thus far!

Riftstar is slightly jealous of her, i've interpreted this as him being jealous of her height (shes a maine coon mix) While Olivepaw & Lilykit dislike her a bit, Im assuming its because shes been very rude and snappy on moon 6 (heres ur spoiler) Dropletpaw is clanborn, Oddly insightful & recently gained the Lover of stories skill, which is interesting, i cant recall when it happened so im kinda confused at where that came from.

Anyway i love dropletpaw because she is the most traumatised of the clan, having been taken away from her family as they were infected with redcough, she was pretty much depressed for a whole moon. Sure Squirrelkit asked her how she was feeling at the time, but i think he mightve rushed her to get better so they could play together. Then she even let him vent to her about his, frankly, very less important issues, and now i fear she doesnt know how to cope properly. I hope she gets better, but theres not much I can do, all im able to do is watch the story unfold.

[tales-of-wocdes]

i hope im not asking for spoilers but what this game is actually about like living with trauma in the orpanage or something more? Because tbh im really curious about the story but im not really sure what else it can be about (please dont take it as hate😭😭) i was thinking like - learning magic and defeating the bad guy at the end of ch2 but i dont really think this game will be focused that much on revange/fighting.

Anyways im sure whatever youll create ill amd many more people will be happy because its so well written that i feel like you could just write a 1000 word story about a rock and id be so invested ill cry (youre an amazing writter and im glad im able to see your art)

Thank you! It is surreal to hear people say things like that. I'll see about the rock story at some point....

No worries, I am not so easy to offend :D It is a good question. And the answer is scary. Because it makes me doubt if we ever get there. Because the answer is that it is both about living with the trauma, and something more.

You can read the pinned post for some idea about the "overall" direction that is planned.

The rest will talk about what I would imagine the structure to be like and what I have divided it into in my notes. Read at your own peril. And also know that this is a very long term plan.

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So the basic idea is that we have these "acts"

Where MC is at this age. The current act. The start of the journey so to speak. Getting used to life outside the "void". Everything is odd and new. Possibly a short time skip (weeks, months) during this act; or just make it into a new act.

2. MC is still a child but a couple of years into living at the orphanage. Basically the "living with trauma in the orphanage". This would be the phase where say MC is used to living at the orphanage, might get to venture out into the city. Is getting lessons about normal stuff.

3. MC is a teen/young adult in training. MC is actively in training and learning to fight.

4. MC is an adult. (The name of the IF and the pinned post do state what MC is supposed to become). MC goes out into the world with some companions to fulfill their duty.

Now does this make sense? There is a bigger background story but you can't really tell too much about it from this outline :D That bad guy at the end of C2 is supposed to start setting up some of the bigger background. Though I will freely admit, that it might be a tad too early for that interlude... but I can just move it a bit later if needed. I had it written so I included it :D I do things like that.

And this is not at all locked into stone. It is massively ambitious, meant to span a long time. I have already been quite honest that my outlines suck so who knows what will happen :D

I am taking it one day at a time, and refusing to worry about it too much :D Chipping away at it one tiny piece at a time.

[badlifedecisionshotline]

-《Passed down messige from a diety -Ihakaw/Evine》

"If you ignore it, its not there" TW: suggesting traumatic themes (braud) + physical abuse, body horror/gorey descriptions. Please dont read at all unless you're fully sure you're able to read. GORE. GORE. UTTERS. OK?

Accidentally posted- not finished ✅️

Finished but probably will be edited

If you have something to ignore, already consider yourself in danger

You have forsaken a child, once in your parents care now in yours for such a long time. And you failed it. Instead of giving it all that love it needed, you threw it in the basement or the attic- the backyard maybe even. I do know it was never your fault you ended up here— But probably neither you, nor the animal inside your home agree with me.

Because of your neglect in hydrating it, it has stared licking the windows of the cold lifeless room.

From the neglect of feeding, it has started tearing the floorboards and the layers of wall to feed on anything.

Due to you neglecting to show some love and affection, it gutted itself just so it can wrap the warm utters around its body. Mimicking being held by your arms

You heard people say "itll catch up with you someday" but they're wrong. They already are creeping around. How would you know? You didn't pay attention, they're almost free

The toddlers

On the flip side,(compared to the others) you'll always know when they break free. You'll barricade anything and everything just for it to come out again. It wants your acknowledgment. it wants you to admit it is, in fact, there. And itll do everything necessary to feel that way. Just standing there isn't enough for you— Itll pull your hair, itll cry itll scream. Itll break everything in sight.

And you? Youll hit it.

I just want it to stop. You dont know how.

You hit it. Thats the only time it gets your attention

Itll never try escape, because it gets exactly what it wants because of you. The acknowledgment.

The pain is worth it in its eyes. Not to mention when it sobs you do it more. Itll only stop when it can't bear the pain anymore, and it'll shush itself. You beaten up a kid

But one day it wont hurt anymore right? Youll atcualy try pay attention to it, give it that love. To make it learn that its not normal, and what is true love. Because again- just like they said. It hurts you more than it does the toddler.

The Afraid

Theyll be quieter than you can even imagine, you wont know they're there untill its almost too late. For they are aware of your cuelty, and wonder what else you're capable of. They're exploring the house, to see what they could've grown up with that you failed to provide. Theyll listen, theyll dream. Youll always see how foods missing, but again- Just ignore it. And it doesn't exist. You know the breadcrumbs you sweeped under the rug werent from anything you ate. But it doesnt matter does it really? When they have grown and gained the curige, for they now know you're the one whos terrafied, you'll feel air on your neck before getting mauled.

They might feel regret, and as you lay in a pool of blood, they will stay with you, mourning the life you two could've spent together. In which this never happened, just so it's able to live a life outside confinement.

Itll wrapp you in its gutters

It wants to comfort you

Doesnt know how to though, never had an example

The abandoned

The opposite of ones who are afraid — they're in your backyard. They get to eat the slugs, rocks, trash, glass- all kinds of things really.

But everyone sees it, so you try sush it. Its the kind you cant see because its just on your blind spot regarding windows in the house- but your neighbors and strangers can.

You're the only one whos spoken to it.

It listens at first because it wants to know what happens if its hidden- Nothing does, however. You dont show up again, and no one knows it's there. So much like the toddler, it'll stand in the middle, doing all sorts of things- conserning ones getting the most attention from strangers. Oh- and you. You talk a lot more! It feels horrible, but you're back.

At night itll try break in though

Goodluck

It has more reasources than the others

What it does then now even i know- if this fits, you will. You know it better, right? You payed attention?

The vengeful

Chances are, its more like those who were locked away in the house. Exept it hates you. It hates everything it lacks. Everyone who doesnt. Much much more, but also good to mention — it hates how it wants your love. It wants to be loved.

Itll watch, itll listen. Its more determined than the others. Itll prepare, and prepare it will. Sharpen its claws, streanghten its jaws. All the deformalaties it needed to create to survive

And you're both of them. The house, the owner and the "beast".

Its never late. You can reverse the damage. What you need to do will be uneqe to your animal.

You need the love you never got

And youll get it doing whatever you need to do to get better

[ilovechubbieguys]

hiii omg just found your account, so happy to see more tgc fanfiction ((ive read every single one of them at this point 😭)) soo could i request some nick/yumi fluff or smut? thank yououou 🦭

Omg same man i made this because i read them all so i might as well make my own lmao! Very happy to do one for yumi and nick!! (First smut sorry if its a little off lol) 🦭

Nick & yumi fluff/smut hcn!

-smut and fluff for each, gn! Reader. Use of f! Body parts. White=fluff red=smut

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Nick

♧- love language is definitely quality time ex: just sitting and watching tv or going to the mall

♧- baby, love, and babe user for sure

♧- loves loves loves to hold your hand and in the car when he drives (which is almost always) he always has a hand on your thigh

♧- so sweet and caring. Very good listener and always listens to you rant about your day or any thing that ever slightly upset you

♧- if your a hyoer person he keeps you from doing dumb crap that youll regret later

♧- if your a calm person theres alot of cuddling he always wants to be big spoon

♧- about 5 months into your relationship he made a song for you and it was the cutest thing ever

♧- i feel like if your on a late night drive with him on an empty road he likes to speed just for the fun of it

♧- rolls down the windows and lets you stick your hand out while he speeds down an empty highway

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♧- 6in and gurthy

♧- totally a service dom "i know baby" "your taking me so good baby"

♧- some days its slow "i missed you so much" thrusts with kisses all over your body

♧- other days its fast and rough "ive needed this all day" thrusts with hickeys and bite marks all over

♧- hes normally pretty soft and slow but if you decide to be a tease that day hes now holding back "fuck.. you just couldnt fuckin..wait could you..huh?"

♧- doggy style because he loves to see you bent over for him

♧- and missionary because he loves to be able to see your face and have access to every inch of you

♧- he secretly loves when you sneak under his desk while hes playing siege or cod and help him out

♧- " yumi i got a guy on m-me.." "you good man?" "Ya im good sorry i think i gonna get off i dont feel the best" "alr man get better"

♧- prepare to not be able to walk for alteast 2 weeks for that

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Yumi

♤- late night smoke sessions are a common thing. You guys just talk about everything and anything or you enjog echother presence in silence

♤- Dance was made about you 😧

♤- babe kinda guy change my mind, baby when hes tired or comforting you

♤- loves sleeping in with you, when you try and either get up or get him up he pulls you back in "5 more minutes.."

♤- 5 minutes normally turms into atleast another hour

♤- convinced you to join LTLVC to motivate him to stay in or incase another pc incident happened

♤- loves when you watch him play video games or making a video

♤- his favorite thing is when you lay on his chest while he scrolls threw tiktok or insta

♤- if you guys where together when he made Lost he would always want you with him at the recording studio

♤- constantly asking what you thought

♤- they type of guy to always have his arm around your waist. Especially likes to come behind you and wrap his arms around you and kiss your cheek

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♤- 7 in and curved

♤- pretty vanilla guy, but for a little lets pretend he's not as vanilla as he is 😮‍💨(still love you, man)

♤- riding and spooning are his fav positions for sure

♤- not very vocal, but a lot of grunting

♤- giving and receiving head is godly to him

♤- "fuck.." "god." "Your so fucking pretty"

♤- high sex goes crazy with him. He's still smoking a blunt while you ride him every now and then, taking a hit yourself

♤- holds you pretty rough if you're riding him, normally rutting his own hips into you, especially if you're close

♤- eats you out till your heavy breathing, tears are running down your face, you can't form real sentences, till your legs are shaking

♤- oh u need him now? Ur alreadt bent over the nearest counter, in the car? Why not. In the shower? Done. At the mall? Family bathroom it is.

♤- uses the fact hes alot bigger then you to him advantage, manhandling, and holding your hands down

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For my first smut, i think it's ok lmao. Lmk what yall, though, what i should improve and change. Thanks for requesting! :3

[droodlebug]

will you tell us more abt your fantasy world’s high elf/orcs please 👀

absolutely!!! Theyre referred as either high elves or orcs depending on where you are in the world and who youre talking to. Some people use one or the other, or use them interchangably.

Before society and sapience came along and whatnot, orcs evolved for rainforests, deserts, forests, and any ecosystem with a heavy focus on plant life (so most of them really!) and lots of sun. Very widespread. Their skin is green, or green ish, and a little waxy to the touch because they have chloroplasts. They photosynthesize, giving them extra energy. Because of that they dont need to sleep much, or even at all, depending on how much sun they've gotten! It also allows them to channel more magic via their appendix (thats the Magic organ). High elf magic users are going to be strongest during the day and a little weakened at night. In thick forests amd rainforests, they would (and some still will!) climb to the tree tops to absorb sun. Hence the name high elf.

They evolved to have tusks in order to scrape bark off trees, get cactus skin, and open cacti and tough-skinned fruits. They are able to properly digest fiber unlike most people. Though, in the modern world as society came together, their tusks are usually viewed with respect. Something to decorate and customize (they dont stop growing!), giving a kind of thanks to their tusks for historically having played a big part in their diet and survival in the past.

Speaking of diet, while they are omnivorous like all elves, they do lean more herbivorous! Many of the groups and places youll find that are orc heavy and orc-led will have an extra care and appreciation for the plants around them.

Unfortunately, I'm still workshopping the societal and cultural parts of high elves and most of my variants. I know where I want everything to end up and some overarching beats of the world, but I get caught up focusing more on speculative fantasy biology and not getting deep into how society would build up, what cultures would be made, and how it eventually all comes together in a modern fantasy setting with magic and technology together and with people from any kind of variant of person being able to be found anywhere withoit surprise, and for it not to be at all unusual to see people that dont fit neatly into any one variant label. That is a hugeee run on sentence lmao.

But ive had this fantasy world in my head for years and try to be very intentional in building a world without colonialism and implying any one variation of person is better or different or good or evil or whatever. It's all just people! I especially want to do right by orcs since tolkein's popularization of them is written as a blatent racist "barbaric" caricature of Black people. Now as I type that I realize I havent drawn any Black high elves! I should fix that. In the meantime heres a couple of orcs ive drawn in the past. Thank you for asking I Loveeee rambling about my fantasy stuff always and forever!!! I hope it's interesting!!!

[the-anime-enthusiast]

As per request of @tired-jaz here's some dabi fluff for the touya fans 😈 This is purely fluff but here's a lil quick disclaimer ⚠️ jaz this isn't totally what you asked for but Its still fluff and got some pretty sweet stuff in it 😭(pun intended) HOPE YALL ENJOY‼️

NOT AS SWEET

AS YOU (dabi x reader)

DAY ONE ☎️

"3 months, THREE WHOLE MONTHS NAKI. WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO? I havent felt the touch of aan, MY MAN, in three whole months", you scream into the phone, not caring the damage youve dealt to your sisters eardrums.

"Y/N" she screams back.

"Yes..." you retorted sheepishly with a slight ansgt.

"Isnt he coming bacm in like what? 3 DAYS?? I hate to break it to you gurl, BUT PLEASE, calm down, I get it but he'll be there soon."

"BUT"

"NO. NO BUTS. What happened to the logical and rational you i know? The one dabi fell in love with? Youll have him all to yourself in no time. I know its hard, especially cause you haven't been able to talk to him either, but honey please. Hell be there alright. ALRIGHT?"

you sigh, "I'll calm down. You're right I guess, don't wanna embarrass myself in front of him after 3 months..." you breathe out staring at your feet face reddening at the thought of your desperate actions. "I just miss him, a lot."

"Y/n...I get it, i really do, and i hate to do this right now, but i have to go, if you need anything youll tell me right?"

"Yeah yeah you know I will", you respond rolling your eyes simultaneously.

"REMEMBER" the sudden loud tone sending you to jump up, "3 DAYS THEN HES ALL YOURS. BYE BYE!" she acreams ending the call with a kissy sound.

Your hand drops down, looking at the caller ID

"I know" you wisper to yourself.

DAY TWO 💤

Grogginess? She practically your bestfriend you think rolling over to the other aide of your bed, arm slewn over your back orher cupping the side of the pillow youve found yourself clutching for dear life to the past couple of months.

"Dabi..." you whisper, eyes squeezing shut trying to imagine his face again as you bury your face into the pillow

"please come home" is the last thing your pillow hears before you pass out on top of it wishing it was him you were on top of instead.

Nothing could quite distract you from his absence like sleeping your life away.

DAY THREE 🍰

Anxiety was eating you alive like you were the twilight saga and a book worm was having a feild day.

"Nothing has changed between us right?" you thought. "Right?" you repeat to yourself, a sickening smile creeping on your face with tears pricked in the corners of your eyes.

"NO" you yell sitting up to hang of your bed.

"I WILL NOT BE SAD. I REFUSE. ONE MORE DAY

"Y/N. YOU GOT THIS! I GOT THIS? I GOT THIS." you chant storming to your kitchen. Given the ungodly amount of sleep you got yesterday, you hadnt eaten barely anything but leftover cookies and some milk.

"OH. MY. GOD." you aggravatingly sighed out

"I'M SO DAMN HUNGRY" followed by a whine as the refridgerator swining open, and then the realization hit you, you wouldn't be surprised if dust and a moth flew out with the door.

"DAMN INGREDIENT HOUSEHOLD WHAT THE HELL" you yell falling to your knees while slamming the fridge shut, followed by a bang on the door with your fist.

Your head soon met the door as well with your begging you from 2 weeks ago to stop the decision of purely doordashing food to your front door while dabi was gone, leaving you broke as hell. Checking your bank account wasn't any better than the fridge, but in optimism you tell yourself, if theres one thing an ingredient household will get you, its crazy amazing dessert recipes made out of practically thin air.

-skip to later that night-

"Holy shit-" you breathe out

"Holy fucking shit, so. much. dessert. So many... everything?" you question scanning your kitchen surroundings, brownies, cookies, Tres Leches, cookie dough, instant jello, popsicles?

"How in the actual hell...did i make...popsicles..."

you whisper before collapsing of exhaustion.

Slowly picking up your phone to check the time, you read 2:45 a.m.

Following is a look of worry, exhaustion, and confusion as you pass out on the kitchen floor.

DAY FOUR - DABI'S COMING HOME

My keys slowy make their way into the key hole, first sturggling due to my franticness to see her. My girl.

"y/n" I whisper out getting frustrated that the key keeps getting stuck.

"Dammit!' i whisper yell as the door finnalg flys open crashing against the wall behind it.

"What the hell? Why does it smell like...HUH?"

He screeches feasting his eyes on the copious piles of desserts covering every kitchen surface.

"What the hell..." he whispers, barely taking the time to notice you crashed out on the kitchen floor.

"Y/n..." he whispers leaning down to you, a look of pity and concern stretching across his otherwise emotionless face.

"baby..." is the last thing he says before reaching behind your neck and waist to hoist you up into his arms.

A feeling of warmth overcomes your body, a feeling of comfort, one you cant quit explain while wrapped up in your Candy Land like dream, one where you of all people were a diety of dessert. Slowly coming back to consciousness you hear the words of your lover...

"baby" you feel whispered against your ear, the familar voice sending shocks through your body.

No matter the lack of sleep and energy spent on your Master Chef Desserts you shot up clinging to dabi like it was the last time.

"DABI" you screeched into his ear as he pulls you in closer.

He presses a kiss to your ear, "hey princess, missed you baby" he says pressing a second one right after the other.

The feeling practically melts you, nothing beats some sweet love from your lover, especially the physical lind.

"Dabi" you sigh

"Yes princess?"

"Kiss me again?"

"Hm?"

You grab his collar pulling his face for his eyes to look into yours.

"KISS ME" you growl locking his eyes with yours noticing the sly smirk spreading across his beautiful face.

"Alright alright, i heard you the first time" he chuckles cupping your cheek and pulling your waist flush against his stomach.

"Since you ask so nicely..." he teases bringing your face close to his.

You can't explain it, maybe its the lack of him you've experienced the past three months or his overall deamenor but its like you cant think anymore. Everythings fuzzy, your nose filled with the smell of the previously baked sweets mixed with the ash and cigarette smell on his collar. You lose complete control melting into his hands, making him work to keep your body up as his lips meet yours. You make note of the gentleness he's displaying, something not often seen, even behind closed doors. It doesn't feel like hes going to give you the night of your life, or like hes about to do whataver he wants to you, he feels like he's about to hold you until the sun comes up, bury his head in your neck, lay you on his chest kissing your head, whispering sweet nothings like

"you're so beautiful baby..."

or

"i missed you so much" followed by his nose burrowing in your hair.

'you miss me too pretty girl?"

maybe a

"Im here its alright princess..."

or maybe

"you need anything baby?"

its almost out of charcter for him, but somethings changed, the way he holds you, something happened. He holds you now like hes actaully scared to lose you. His kiss isn't filled with lust, but love, pure innocent love, one you've never felt, you think leaning more into the kiss slowly making your backs way down to the floor.

His lips press deeper into yours, never wanting to leave but nevertheless he pulls away leaning over your frozen body beneath him.

"Baby" he whispers moving your face so his eyes meet his, given you were hiding it out of embarrassment.

"Yes..." you wisper back peering up into his beautiful eyes, taking note of the difference in his stare. He holds there for awhile, staring into your eyes, searching in them like he'll find something, still holding your face lovingly.

Your left hand comes to meet his hand on your face cupping over it shooting him a small smile.

"Dabi? "

"Hm?" he hums back seeming to come back to reality.

"S-sorry" he stutters a bit, a like shade of pink running across his cheecks.

Your smile never leaves as you bring your other hand up to meet his face, pulling it down to your head to rest his forehead against yours.

"I love you" you whisper.

"Hm..." he hums with a slight chuckle sending a look of horror to your face. His laugh grows as he puts more pressure against your foreheads.

"I'm just teasing baby" he says moving his mouth to kiss your forehead as he pulls you up to sit with him, pulling his hand of your cheek to allow more balance on the way up.

"Just teasing" he repeats moving to kiss your cheek allowing another small smile to come up on your face as his hand meets your face again. He follows with small kisses peppering across your cheeks, forehead, nose, jaw line, and even some daring to your neck. All that's heard throughout your shared apartment is small giggles and the sound of his lips coming off of your skin.

"Hey princess" he says looking for some focus as he comes up to cup both your cheeks.

"Yes?"

"I love you."

Your face goes an ungodly red.

"Hm?" you question, face blank, leaving him to chuckle to himself.

"I love you baby" he repeats giving you a warm smile leaning his forhead bacm against yours.

"I..." you smile back... "I love you too dabi" you whisper allowing his lips to come back to yours for one final kiss before your mouths are otherwise occupied scarfing down the pile of treats waiting for you on the counter.

"Pretty sweet huh?" you tease bumping your hips into his.

"Not as sweet as you baby" he replies a sweet smile spreading on both your faces as you match each other's gaze.

[adacatlovelace]

Copying my reddit post here for greater visibility:

Im gonna spare you the gloom and doom of my own personal doubts, and simply reiterate the very real possibility that Valve, who has a very long history of neglecting TF2 will continue to not intervene.

Rather than say "Everything is fucked and TF2 is dead" Im here to offer a solution in the form of the kryptonite for bots and cheaters that has been in the game since it first launched: community servers.

However, this comes with a massive caveat: The current state of TF2 vanilla community servers isnt the best. With the introduction of Quickplay, many servers were starved of new players as Quickplay prioritized putting people into already massive server groups like Skial, and matchmaking only made things worse.

Now if you open the server browser youll mostly see the big server groups or servers that run something entirely differant than the vanilla game (VSH/Freak Fortress/Jailbreak) when it isnt just servers inflating their numbers with fake players or bots.

Thankfully, this is entirely fixable without Valve. While casual remaining in its near unplayable state there is a growing need for spaces to play the game that are moderated by actual humans who can simply kick and ban bots. Uncletopia and Lazypurples silly servers have been MASSIVELY sucessful simply by offering those spaces.

So how do YOU get involved in helping this? Three main ways:

A. Simply playing on community servers instead of casual. Community server population operates on a snowball principle, where empty servers stay empty and populated servers fill up.

B. If you have the resources, open your own community server. It may seem like a daunting task but the reward is being able to tailor a space for both yourself and others for the exact experiance you want out of the game, wheather thats sweaty tryhard, friendly messing around or somewhere between those two extremes. Theres also a MASSIVE amount of amazing maps out there that will likely never be added to tf2 that you can have a chance to play on.

C. Spread the word. Doing B is likely not in the cards for most people, but big name youtubers definitely have both the resources and influence to run at least ONE sucessful community server, and if even half them who have previously made videos step up to offer an alternative, TF2 will be in a MUCH better place than it is now. Alongside this, if you DO find a server you like, PROMOTE THEM. Let as many people as possible know there are alternatives to casual mode.

To reiterate, I am by no means saying give up on #FixTF2 Im simply offering a plan B in the form of #ReturnToCommunity

[peenyas]

Butler!Diluc x GN!reader Drabbles

Hello... I've decided to finally release these, all these mean a lot to me. I'm absolutely normal about him..i swear.

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Content: mostly fluff! GN!reader, One angst, one hurt/comfort(tagged at the end)

Note: i also have no idea if this is ooc or not, i never really know how to sometimes, this is my firat time doing this! :3

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┊Butler!Diluc when hes so attentative towards you, everytime theres a social gathering he'd just pay attention to how youre doing, seeing if you're alright, always observing your body language. If he finds anything out of the ordinary to him he'll just take you away and bring you to the garden, seeing you relax makes him so happy

┊Butler!diluc when he pays attention to what kind of food you like so he always experiments till youll like the new version of whay he makes and he likes cooking a lot

┊Butler!Diluc begging the other maids and butlers to be assigned to you just so hes able to spend time and look after you cus he knows you best and wouldn't want the others to ruin your day

┊Butler!Diluc practicing a dance with you. This is the one moment where he could hold your hand, gentle but firm, he makes sure you won't fall or trip. Doesn't even care if you step on his foot, gives him more of a reason to be able to spend more time with you to practice longer

┊Butler!Diluc refusing to leave your side when you're sick, especially when you've gone bedridden. He'd stay with you forever till you get better, he wants to be able to get you anything you need, everything that could make you feel better. He'd go as far as carry you to your favorite spot in the garden to feel the sun, cus he wouldn't want you sulking in the house all day, he know it gets boring

┊Butler!Diluc one day tells about his feelings for you, he wasn't expecting you to accept it. But you did, and his heart practically skipped a beat, he didn't even know how to act, face blushing the same shade as his eyes. Dumbfounded, staring at you. Hearing you giggle snapped him out of the moment and compose himself once more.

┊Butler!Diluc wanting to hold your hand no matter what while you're outside doing small errands, shopping or just a simple stroll. The moment you decide to cling onto his arm is the day he melts on the spot, he'd love that so much. But for now you guys can twindle fingers <3

┊Butler!Diluc one day tripping over, spilling tea on you. He was lucky its lukewarm, he looks up at you worried just to be met with a giggle from you. The weight on his chest still remains even after you told him its fine, gently escorting you to change, still wanting to clean your face up with a damp towel. Give him a kiss on the cheek, please reassure him for the rest of the day..

[Hurt/comfort]

┊Butler!Diluc wondering if he's annoying you with how often he's assigned to you, even when he's the one who wanted it. One day finally letting someone else look after you, and honestly he felt like shit not being able to see you the entire day. Though this all faded away when his colleague tell him about how you don't sound as enthusiastic, and when he sees how your face lit up as he came to greet you the next morning.

[Angst]

┊Butler!Diluc visiting your favorite place in the garden everyday, pretending hes still talking to you, telling you jokes and continues to make flower crowns for you. Day by day he forgets whats your laughter sound like, how your eyes glistened in the sun, how your hand felt, and the touches as your lips met with his. It's slowly leaving him, and it pains him so much. He will never forgive himself not being able to protect you that night.