#anyway. IM TRYING TO THINK OF A THEME. it has to be pink

[habibisagi]

i wanna make a new theme even tho i just made this one a couple of days ago..........

[champion-of-love]

thinking about pink squad being the resident party throwers in ever after and all the shenanigans they get up to when planning

in the books, briar had the position of social throne on the student council (or something similar cant remember) so i just know that she has 100% memorized all the forms and steps on procedures on throwing events at eah.

apple wishes she has the same mastery as briar in paperwork. the girl can do budget proposals, logistical planning, role assigning, and etc in her sleep and thats not exaggerating.

(true hearts day being held in secret was an exception since grimm shot the event down as cupid suggested it. all their other events are approved by the school and grimm himself is going crazy trying to find a reason to reject their request but cant find a flaw in briar's event proposals.)

cupid is 'their guy' if they need anything. no matter how weird, how rare, how obscure, cupid knows how to get it. she just knows where to get it or knows someone who can get it for her ;)

girlie always has a delivery incoming to the point that blondie knows how to fake cupids signature so she could shoo away all the delivery birds that come to their dorm room because they need cupids signature before they could drop off their package.

hopper's their distraction guy. while he's not as charismatic in his human form, he's got a silver tongue in his frog form.

it isnt only just grimm who falls for hoppers made up play, but every teacher and professor falls for it too because he's just that good. made up plays, clubs, assemblies. he knows how to lie well enough that any school offical believe the lies coming out of his mouth.

(i know theyre teens still, but you cannot convince me that no one is drinking at any of these parties. theres no pressure to drink at all but the option's there if you wanna get loose and have a lil buzz. they're eventually going to drink alcohol in the future in balls and dances and such, so why not learn about their personal tastes and tolerance in alcohol now?)

the biggest hurdle in the pink squad's goal of getting happily ever wasted is, unfortunately, apple.

apple is a rule follower to her very essence and while she does go to the parties, she is against underage drinking. (but she's drunk on power all the time, okay jan.)

they figured out that the solution is just to always have a bowl of apple juice out in every party so that apple wouldnt know there's alcohol being served. they noticed that unless there wasnt any apple juice out, apple wouldnt try out any other drink. so with a bowl charmed to never run out of a.j., the students of ever after are free to drink as they please.

(i love the hc that ginger is also part of the pink squad, so im gonna give my hc of her in party planning as well)

ginger is their food and snacks girl. she makes the best food ever perfectly themed to the party that theyre throwing. from heart cakes on true hearts day, light finger food for the rager parties, to five course meals on their more classy events, ginger's got them covered. sometimes, she gets too conscious about what other people think of the food that she forgets to enjoy herself, but the pink squad drag her out of her funk and get her to have fun anyways

not members of the pink squad but people who sometimes help out

melody - the best dj in ever after! she uses these events sometime to test the reception to some of her upcoming songs before she releases them

daring - being blackmailed by cupid to act as a medic in case someone gets hurt. (this is also partly based on my cupid and daring friendship fic hjdjskr). he's the best in rescuing damsels, whats a drunk teen of not a damsel? (he's actually really good at giving first aid tho)

darling - security! they do have bouncers and such, but if anyones getting too rough at a party, they can get darling and a look from her gets the troublemaker running in fear or apologizing profusely

blondie - apart from committing forgery in cupid's name, she also gets the word out on her mirror blog when they have an event happening soon!

[itsbeeble]

She's Kinda Hot

Summary: Sometimes Mingi hates you, but it's a bit of a perk that you're kinda hot

Genre: smut

Pairing: Song Mingi x afab!reader

Fic Warnings: Smut, porn with literally no plot

WC: 1917

18+ MDNI, AGELESS BLOGS WILL BE BLOCKED

SMUT WARNINGS BELLOW THE CUT

Warnings: pervy loser mingi, bratty reader, face/throat fucking, mingi gets a little bit too into it, forced cum swallowing oopsies, degradation kinda, kinda dom-sub themes, dubcon kinda?

Heavily based on She's Kinda Hot by 5SOS (im back on my 5sos shit what can i say)

A/N: isn't it so crazy how every time i wanna go on hiatus, somehow inspiration strikes. EVERY TIME. Anyway thank you all for being patient ilysm. Also this was meant to be longer but i cut it short so if you want a part 2 lmk

A/N pt 2: Thank you to @juyeonszn and @leejihoonownsmyheart for beta-ing this absolute monstrosity ily both

~

Mingi thinks that he hates you. 

Not, like, hates you, but sometimes he can’t stand your bitching. Sometimes he can’t stand the way you yell at him for talking too loud when he’s gaming and you’re trying to sleep, and then scream on the phone with your friends during your weekly video call (which you spend half the time complaining about him). He hates that you constantly scream at him about not cleaning up his messes, for leaving the toilet seat up, for not reminding you that you had a meeting, for reminding you that you had to get to a meeting.

What Mingi loves about you? Well…that’s a whole other story.

Mingi loves how, despite how irritating he may be, you always support him. He loves the way you play with his hair, watching over his shoulder while he games. The way you chime in with little comments, your grip on his dark locks tightening whenever he gets close to dying. 

He also loves how pink your cheeks get when you run out of air from yelling at him. He loves how your eyebrows crease, how your lower lip juts out when you pout. He loves how your voice pitches up into a whine that has him nearly drooling, with nasty thoughts entering his mind. He loves how easy it is to rile you up, how embarrassed you get when he cups that sweet cunt of yours while you’re trying to scold him. How you crumble over the lightest touch from him.

That, and you’re also kinda hot. He loves your tits, how they bounce with every step, and how you allow him to shove his face under your shirt and between them when the two of you go to sleep. He loves how meaty your thighs are, how he *drowns* in them every time he eats you out. Loves how your tummy is so soft, the perfect pillow for him. You’re perfect to Mingi.

Currently, however unfortunate it may be, he’s doing none of those things. He’s sitting in front of the TV in your shared apartment with his headset snug on his, in your opinion, disgustingly greasy head and a gaming controller dangling loosely in his hands while you yell at him. It’s hard, however, for him to focus with your tits bouncing every time you throw your hands dramatically into the air. It’s hard when every time you raise your voice, your lips twitching into that adorable little pout of yours, his dick twitches in his pants and he knows you can see it. Every time he blinks, it’s like you shift closer and closer to him until you’re standing right between his legs.

“Are you even fucking listening to me?” Your voice is shrill and Mingi just hums in response, eyes locked on the valley of your breasts as you lean toward him. 

“Absolutely, babe,” he sniffs and leans back on the couch, spreading his legs and placing his arms on the back of the couch. You scoff, leaning back and running a hand through your hair. Mingi’s tongue runs over his lip, his eyebrows knotting together. 

“You fucking liar,” you sneer. “All you’re fucking doing is staring at my tits, isn’t that right, babe?” 

Boom, caught red-handed

A smirk grows on Mingi’s lips. 

“So what if I was?” One of his legs hooks around the back of yours, yanking you down. A gasp leaves you, your hands flying out and finding purchase on his shoulders. He can see your skirt lift just enough for him to get a glimpse of your lacy panties, and, to Mingi’s pleasure, your tits end up right in his face. Soft, plump, and just waiting for him to get his mouth on them. His hands slide up your waist, itching to latch onto the soft mounds on your chest. You slap his hands away, and he hisses at the sting of your nails digging into his wrists.

“You’re a fuckin pervert, you know that?” Your fingertips dig into the fabric of his sweatshirt, and he scoffs and raises his head from staring down your shirt.

“Says the one grinding on my dick right now. Thought you were mad at me, princess.” He’s right, you know he is. You can’t help it, not when he feels so good against you. Not when you’ve been so stressed with work. Mingi leans toward you, stopping a mere inch from your lips. Your eyes are shut, and he almost groans when your hips stop moving as well. “Or did you just want some attention from me? Hm?” 

You whine, and Mingi coos. 

“Mingi,” your voice is airy and he hums, lowering his head back down to lick at the skin your shirt reveals to him. Your hands curl into the strands of hair at the base of his neck, scratching gently. “Mingi please.” His hands slide up again, tugging your shirt down as much as he can, exposing your chest to the warm air of the apartment. 

“Please what, princess?” Your breathing is shaky, your arm holding your boyfriend to your chest as he sucks dark marks into your skin. 

“Please fuck me.”

~

If anyone were to ask you how you ended up sitting on Mingi’s face with his tongue shoving its way inside of you, you would tell them you truly had no idea, but you weren’t going to complain. 

Your hips roll harshly over him, pathetic whines and moans escaping your lips every time your boyfriend sucks at your clit. He’s drowning in you, his nails (or the nubs that could have been nails since he bites them just to spite you) digging into the meat of your thighs and holding you as close to his lips as you can get. Mingi can feel the way your body shakes over him. Every swipe of his tongue through your folds, every time he sucks at your clit. You clench every time he touches you, your hands tightening around the dark strands of hair attached to his head. 

“Is this the best you can do?” Your breathing is heavy, causing you to stumble through the sentence while trying to appear unaffected. Mingi’s eyes flick open, peering at you through your thighs, catching your gaze and trying desperately to not look at the way your breasts seem to glow, how your whole body seems to glow at this moment. 

He pulls his tongue away from you, smirking when you catch yourself halfway through a whine. 

“You’re so much of a loser that you can’t even please your girlfriend?” You sneer, your lip curling and your eyes narrowing. Mingi scoffs, practically shoving you off of him, onto the other end of the couch. You yelp, and Mingi watches the way your body recoils from the landing. Watches your tits bounce, your thighs squeezing together from the pleasure ripped away from you. The way you look at him is pathetic. Big, bulging eyes and your jaw dropped open. 

“You think you’re so great?” He shoots right back at you, shoving his pants down his legs. “Hm?”

You can’t respond, not when he’s manhandling you into the position he wants you in seemingly uncaring that you hadn’t finished.

On the ground kneeling before him as if he’s your god, ready to take his leaking cock down your throat. 

You stare up at him with your unbuttoned blouse hanging off one shoulder. Your little cunt is practically weeping, your arousal dripping down your legs from being brought so close to the edge and having your orgasm ripped away from you because of your own brattiness. You sit there waiting for him to make a move but he just stares at you. There’s a curious look in his eyes and it makes you nervous. 

“Why are you staring at me like that?” You ask. 

“Jus’ thinkin’.” He shrugs and kneels down to your level. 

“About?” You like this moment. The calm before the storm. His hand comes to rest on your cheek, stroking it lovingly. You let your eyes flutter shut, leaning into him and sighing.

It’s another moment before he speaks again.

“You’re lucky you’re hot,” His tone is harsh again, and suddenly your torso is being shoved toward the ground. You gag when his cock enters your mouth, choking when he shoves your head as far down as he can get it without hurting you. 

“Lucky that I love these tits,” with the hand that isn’t forcing you up and down on his cock, he reaches to grip one harshly in his large palm. 

“Lucky that this sweet little cunt of yours is always so tight for me.” This time, when he forces you back down on him, he holds you there and lets his hand leave a harsh slap against your sopping-wet heat. The force he puts behind it forces your body forward, and a loud groan leaves Mingi. “Shit, feels so good, baby.” 

Pathetic is how you feel. Mascara streams down your cheeks, leaving dark lines on your skin. Your face is becoming red from both the lack of air and the words he hisses into the warm air of your apartment. You can feel his tip punching the back of your throat every time you take him, your freshly done nails dig into his thighs and leave red marks that begin to bleed when you scrape them down his leg.

It isn’t exactly odd to see this side of your boyfriend. Every argument turns into some sort of sexual act. Forcing you to grind on his thigh for hours until you squirt all over him, bending you over his lap and spanking you until your skin is raw and it hurts to sit the next day, pinning you to your bed and ramming his cock into you from behind. 

Your vision blurs and you try to pull yourself off of him, gagging as you do so. You can feel him twitching in your mouth and can hear his groans become louder and higher in pitch. You can feel your mind growing fuzzy, willing yourself to hold on for just a little longer—

Mingi pushes you down on him one last time, holding you there while he empties into your throat and forcing you to swallow every last drop so you don’t choke. His cum is warm and bitter and you squeeze your eyes shut as it just keeps pumping out. His body shudders beneath you, his hand tightening in your hair as the last drops hit the back of your tongue. 

When he releases you, you don’t have the energy to pull away from him. You let your head rest on his thigh, his softening member resting just inches away from your swollen lips. Mingi leans his body back, one hand supporting him and the other gently brushing your hair out of your face. Your throat is sore, your breaths coming out raspy, and you feel Mingi’s hand trace its way down to brush against your carotid. 

“Can you turn over for me?” His voice is hushed now, but you can hear the amusement. You can feel it in the way his breathing picks up when you whine. “My poor princess, can’t handle her loser boyfriend’s cock? Can’t let him return the favor?” 

Your head tilts up at an awkward angle to look at him, and his heart stutters a little bit in his chest.

Yes, Mingi hates you a little bit. But fuck does it help that you’re kinda hot.

[nomsfaultau]

Thoughts below on SCP Niki since she’s in a heavy workshop phase and im trying to work out designs, power, etc.

I want Niki to feel very floaty and wispish, more smoke than person. Im not in love with the pink- wait I just realized lore wise she shouldn’t have color at all-

Anyway, Niki’s general theme is that she can dive into people’s memories and extract/devour (?) the emotions in them, producing a choking fog that influences the emotions of the people inhaling it. Not sure if this drains the memory of emotion completely? I think she can’t just use the same memory/victim indefinitely tho. Anyway because of this she’s used as a thaumiel to control and pacify other anomalies.

Originally I planned her to be fire aligned (…or rather the character that used to be in her role, but Niki also has a lot of fire associations) but I felt that Philza already has the fire thing and I didn’t want them to feel too similar. Plus, the osmp merling is right there! And water has a lot of association with memory in Fault; The Blade’s sea of voices, and Ranboo (anti memory) being harmed with water. Plus that pseudo science about water memory! It still had to be a smog for many plot reasons, but I think most transfers well.

I think she used to look like a full blown sea monster, but as she began working on the side of humans and in an effort to be more approachable she’s taken on a more mermaid appearance. Niki wants to be as friendly and non threatening as possible, since she finds safety in cheerful compliance. Fawning is her coping mechanism, since her earlier constant rebellion net horrendous consequences.

For design components im pretty sure of, I like the black and white hairstyle since it mirrors Ranboo really well just in reverse. Niki’s arc will be dealing heavily with them, and I like the parallel. I also love the fish hook piercings, since I woke up at 2 am thinking about it and that’s what kickstarted developing proper prototypes. I want her to be sharp with spines and claws and angler teeth to really contrast her survival strategy, but also very dissolved and non present, ghostly. Idk very different directions that’s why im workshopping!

[raainberry]

Stickers

« silly series - 5 »

Momo x gn!reader

Fluff

synopsis - who knows how you ended up getting stickers glued on the face by a pretty girl but you don’t complain

wordcount - 570

A/N - writer’s block has hands y’all im ngl💀 but i do have a couple things drafted up🤭 (spy!yeji but you didnt hear it from me)

“Stop making that face.”

“What face?”

“You keep scrunching your cheeks everytime I put one on, it messes it all up.”

“Oh because it’s supposed to be structured?” You asked, feeling the mess on your face.

Several stickers, all pink and white following the Barbie color theme she loved so much. You thought they were pimple patches, and you were foolish enough to ask about them, believing her when she told you they were.

You trusted her, as one would their girlfriend, so you let her on your lap, her makeup half-done as she took a break to cover your two pimples that had popped out overnight.

You found out they were regular stickers about two minutes later, when she couldn’t contain her laughter anymore. By then it was too late to get her to stop, she’d tasted how fun it was.

Her giggles kept leaving the sweetest smile on her face. If it weren’t for it, you’d have whined her out of your lap far long ago.

She seemed happy. The way her eyes never failed to smile along with her lips, you swore it was the most beautiful sight this world had to offer. What an honor to be the cause behind it.

So long as it was harmless, you were okay with whatever could bring her joy. Even getting stickers on your face that would definitely make you break out more.

The things you’d do for that woman.

“Yes it is structured.” She said as she focused on another sticker. “I’m trying not to overbear your cheeks.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the way her lips mindlessly parted. You’d think she was dealing with something with much higher stakes.

She was so effortlessly endearing. Was she even aware of how easily she could make you weak?

“Why not? That should be the point. It’s like blush, no?” You argued, making her chuckle.

“That’s ridiculous. No, it’s not.”

“Why not?”

“It’s just stickers.” She answered, focused on yet another one she applied to your chin this time.

“Are you gonna be done any time soon?” You wondered.

As much as you loved Momo, your muscles were starting to strain from trying to hold still for so long.

“I am actually. Do you want to see?” She grinned, reaching for the pocket mirror in your hand.

You nodded, smiling back at her before the sight was replaced with your own self.

“What do you think?” She asked, and you couldn’t help but laugh in response.

“Momo, why?”

“What?” She whined despite joining in on your laughter.

“Just—Why?”

“I don’t know, you asked and then I saw you looked pretty so I just continued. You told me I could!”

“Oh, so I’m not pretty without them? Do I have to live with these on my face forever? Look at me!”

“I am! You look nice, I wanna kiss your cheeks so bad, but it’s going to mess it all up.” She pouted, running her thumb over the stickers ever so gently.

“I’d rather kiss your lips anyway.” You shrugged.

“Just say cheese.” She rolled her eyes, grabbing her phone to capture the memory she’d just half-forced on you.

You simply laughed, following her orders as you looked into the camera. She took a few pictures, different angles catching the love you shared and gave each other so happily.

The two of you looked awfully wholesome in all of them. Looking at them, you were almost jealous of yourself before remembering you’re the one she loves.

What an honor. Hopefully you’ll stick around each other for a long, long while.

[btdemaru]

hiiiyaaa! just found your blog, and im already obsessed 🤭 the theme is so cute too like wtf 🔛🔝 anyways i was wondering how the obey me brothers would react to an mc who’s very very good at giving massages! idk what it is but im very good at giving them so i wonder how they’d react to that 😭 again, super obsessed with ur blog and ur work <3

Obey me! Mc giving good massages to the brother's

note : thank u omg i just love pink tbh and i couldn't find any soft pink theme but im so glad you love my theme now 💕. AND THANK U AGAIN for suggesting this cause i need more idea juices for them [lipbite].... Gn!mc.

Warning : oiled up (not all), Might be ooc, if there's a misspelling/typo's I'm sorry, but mostly fluff cause idk if u wanted smut or not so enjoy

Lucifer

He will definitely resist it at first- the avatar if pride? The eldest?? A massage??? Do you think he's tired and overworked ?? [Yes]

But eventually gives in and lays down on the bed, i think he'd prefers clothes on or maybe just a t-shirt so that when you're done giving him the massage he can get back to work again

He's wrong 💀. Five minutes into the massage Lucifer's eye was starting to get droopy and heavy but he tried not to sleep

I think his back has alot of knots especially around his shoulder

If you knead/massage that part he'd probably slip out some groans or at least a satisfied noises

"i have no time for that, it'll only waste my time and i need to finish a few more-" before Lucifer could finish you tug his arm trying to drag him to the bed. He looks at you before sighing "fine, but i don't need this." Proceeds to lay down on his chest while he buried his face into the pillow.

You gently pressed your palms against his juicy broad shoulders before putting pressure on the tight knots "haaah.." he accidentally let out a satisfied sigh "oh? Seems like you're enjoying this after all!" Hearing you say that Lucifer went silent but still enjoys it, slowly drifting to sleep.

When you're done he's already too relaxed and knocked out at this point "hello? Earth to Lucifer! Were done here.. much better right?". No response at all from the mighty prideful demon below you, slowly with struggle you move him so he's laying on his back to find a peaceful look on his face as it was evident that he's definitely tired.

Mammon

Probs after you massage him once he'd want more some other time

Barges into your room after a 'tiring' day of having complaints and being chased for his debt just to ask for a massage

If you say no he'd look at you with puppy eyes while whining and pestering you about how shitty his day was

You (ofcourse) give in and he starts to take his jacket off leaving him in his white shirt smiling sheepishly at you before his back faces you

Mammon sighs in content as he immediately melts and relax into your touch, leaning more and more as he's starting to get a little too greedy for your touch. You pulled away only for him to gasp and turn over dramatically "hey why'd you do that? I thought the massage was-" you quickly cut him off "oh hush and let me do it properly and stop leaning all your weight towards me or lay down!" You spoke as he pouted and lay down on your bed.

He talks and talk about his day while you apply pressure on his muscles

Slowly he yawns and at the end of the session he sits up and thanked you before his eyes closes... now you have a sleepy eepy mammon

Leviathan

You cant tell me that he's not playing his video games most of the times or watching stuff to the point where his posture is BAD

And him sleeping in a bathtub doesn't help at all

He secretly has been wanting to ask for a massage from your for quite awhile but never really got the courage to ask even if you're close!

If you suggested it tho he wouldn't decline at all and just let you do your thing

You should probably tease him to take his hoodie off and just go shirtless to see how red he can be

"are you sure about the.. shirtless part?" He's still unsure but does it anyway since you're more experienced. What he didn't expect was a massage oil dripped onto his back from his shoulders all the way to his hip as you softly rubs it, making him jolts out of shock. "Wait wait wait w-what even was that?!" He looks at you "it's just an oil, relax."

He struggled to relax as he kept moving and wriggling slightly made you a little bit annoyed before gripping his waist and sits on his ass area so he doesn't move.

Levi's eye fluttered as your hand works magic on him, from his neck slowly moving down his shoulders and so on.

After you're done his face was less flushed as he thanked you and asked if he could ask for more in the future

Satan

He would probably droop himself over your shoulder fully dropping his whole weight onto your back

Nuzzling Into your neck before finally asking if you can massage him as his back was hurting from reading

If you accepted he'd happily lay down next to his cats (the one where he totally didn't sneak in)

He dimmed the light in the room and lays back down while he impatiently waits for you to begin

"just for a couple of minutes.. my back is killing me already" he said as he lays on his chest while slowly stroking the sleeping cat next to him "fine fine" after you spoke, you started to do your massage.

Satan couldn't help but melts and groans at the pleasure as the pressure on his back was slightly going away from your delicate but precise hands

Let's say 20 minutes has passed and you pull away thinking that satan is asleep and that you can stop, but as you do that his arms pulled you in again wanting for more "just ten more minutes- it feels so good.." well ten more minutes it is! (I cant say no to him)

Asmodeus

He's the one who sets up all these heart candles with flowery smell and assorted massage oil for you to choose

Asmo lured asked nicely for you to give him your perfect and heavenly massages

He'll even ask to give you a massage in return (it'll turn into more)

Loves the way your hand roams around and all over his body

Oh and asmo probably will go butt naked only with a towel to cover his ass

You gave in to him since he made the efforts of already setting the mood with pretty scented heart candles and bought the massage oil

When you start to carefully massage his neck, he's going to be loud and wouldn't mind if anyone outside his room hear him, slowly working down to his back Asmo is amazed of how good you are "where did you learn this? It feels so good~" he nuzzle back to his pillow after talking.

After you're finish, he'll insist to give you a massage in return so if you accept that then don't be suprised if his hands roam around places on your body slightly squeezing it (he'll ask tho) and perhaps more than just a massage

Beelzebub

You'd give him massages a few hours after his workout sessions

Loves the way your hands move all over his muscular body and would be a happy boy if you provided small snacks after

This is just a guess of mine but i think it'll be kinda hard? Like you'd need to put more pressure on him than the other's cause his muscles are hard

Aside from the back side, feel free to give him arm massage as well

Beel will stare at you when you're kneading his sore arm muscle, a small smile was shown on the corner of his lips and he leans back.

"you brought snacks..right?" He looked around the room and on the bed to find anything he van chew on "I'll give it to you after the massage so be patient." Beel actually did what you said and waited til the end of the massage

Gently rub his arms with a warm towel after pls he likes it.

After that he'd probably embrace you while he's eating the snacks and just enjoy how fuzzy n relaxed he feels and glad that you accepted his cuddles

Belphegor

He wouldn't ask for it in words, belphie would just tug your shirt and pat his back signaling he wants you to start massaging him

Loves LOVES when you give him scalp massages and gives his face kisses afterwards

Eventually will fall asleep but who's suprised atp lmfao

You better give him snuggles and cuddles when you're done cause i like to think he's abit clingy

Belphie pats his back as you guys were watching a movie "you want a massage like- right now?" You said while only getting a nod from the demon next to you, quickly gets in between your body and lays on your stomach as he waits for you to start "...hurry" belphie kept nuzzling his head on your hands as you sigh and starts to gently massage his head

Working your way across his scalp to cover all areas. Trying to massage his scalp using your fingertips for at least 5 minutes before small snores are starting to come out of belphie's lips, he would say it from time to time about how good of a massage you give and how much he enjoys it.

[cigsand]

can you please do a yandere hajime kashimo x reader

GOD OF LIGHTING HEADCANNON

FUNERAL FOR THE LIVING

writer's note: since you asked so nicely 😏, im kidding lol anyways this is a headcannon male reader insert :)) cross dresser reader

warnings: yandere themes, possessiveness, obsessive themes, stalking, use of you/your pronouns, cross dressing, toxic relationship (platonic), mild affection.

character: hajime kashimo

Kashimo — undeniably a reincarnation of an ancient person, the god of lighting. Or so they call him back in the heian period.

He met you during his stroll around the High School, downed in a beautifully patterned kimono, face with light makeup and an umbrella — there was something about you that captivated him. Was it the way you merely gave him a glance before passing by him? Or was it your presence alone that lulled him in.

Either way, he wouldn't approach you at first — who are you to begin with? He pushed his thoughts aside. You aren't the one that has the answers he's been looking for.

It must be a coincidence that every turn he makes, he would find you right around the corner which infuriated him to an extent. At first he thought that you were a female based on how you dressed and the makeup on your face — it captivated him to the point you were always on his mind.

It made him lose him mind — he tried getting close to you but every time he did so you would disappear. The only time he got close to you was when you were near a pond inside the High School, looking at the koi fish swimming around and around — it had nowhere else to go but the pond. It swam in circles.

He greeted you with a charming smile, his eyes glinting in the sun as his light colored hair swayed in the air.

You were shocked to see him, backing up a couple of steps — and him advancing forward in return. You gripped the umbrella you had in your clutches as you greeted him back timidly.

His heart raced — grinning, he asked for your name and in return he said his which he was grateful for.

You gazed at the pond below you, the fishes swimming in circles seemingly trying to get out. A voice spoke up from behind you making you jump in surprise, you turned your head around seeing the blue headed male you met a few months ago. He still looks the same as he did but he was hiding something behind that glint in his eyes.

You have heard of him meeting Yuta and Gojo yet his strength was unknown to you. “What's.. your name?” He grinned, tilting his head to the side. No formal greetings? You quirked a brow up at his blunt question. Nonetheless you answered his question. He repeated it under his breath. “I’m Hajime Kashimo — you can call me kashimo.”

“Ah — skipping the formalities then?” You let out a chuckle, he blinked at you rapidly confused.

Were you a man? His eyes analyzed your figure, his gaze falling onto your chest — his face flushed with a warm pink tone, his grin even widening. “Are you a man?”

Let's just say, a red mark on his face didn't suit his pretty face very well.

After that encounter, he would pester you. Standing under the extra space you have under the umbrella next to you. He admits that you look pretty — enough to fool other people. Kashimo isn't the type of guy who doesn't like winning.

He has that winning mindset embedded in his brain so you better hope that you make a wrong move that he doesn't like and leave you alone.

Even then — as your friendship blooms. He started to look at you differently, he doesn't want to be your friend. He wants to be someone you hold dear to — someone who you wouldn't let go — someone who you would swear that 'until death do us apart' with. It drove him crazy.

When he first came up to you and confessed, you laughed at him thinking it was some silly joke he wanted to prank you with but as soon as you saw his face — you knew he was serious. You agreed nonetheless but only if it was strictly platonic you said.

Kashimo agreed to those terms, he wanted to be close to you — hold you in his arms without you tearing away from his clutches.

Every time he meets up with you, he always has gifts he bought for you; kimonos, jewelry, a new set of pretty umbrellas and sandals.

He indulged in it — keeping you pretty and pampered all the time.

You appreciated every gift he gave you — giving him a quick peck on the cheek because that's what some people do when they're in a platonic relationship.. right?

Months passed and you began to see his true colors. He went from being sweet and a tease to being possessive and slightly verbally abusive which you frowned upon.

Even if you escaped from his clutches, doesn't mean you're safe from him. He will find you — he waited 400 years to be reincarnated again and sought for the answers he's been looking for — he won't give up on you so easily.

Maybe you were the answer he's been looking for? No, no. Sukuna holds the answers that he's sought after. Though once he captures you again, best believe that you won't be able to step out of where he locked you up in. Maybe you are the koi fish in the small pond, running around in circles with no escape from its current predicament.

They said that if a few stands of your hair go up during a thunder storm, you'll get struck by lighting. And unfortunately for you, you're the victim.

[ringmaster-pixie]

(woah more people??)

all of them but pixie and liz are dead.//

Name: Joey Morley (available for asks via oujia!- aka just the ask thing lolol. Also if you wanna send an rp starter clarify if u mean dead or alive- this applies for everyone that says “oujia” or was listed on the oujia post :3)

Relation: Little brother

Age: 5

Quote: “Why is Pixie always so sad, mama? Is it because of her orange juice?”

Pose context: Running away from pixie (trying to kill him).

Job: amateur baseball player

VC: Rudolph (nose covered)

Extra info: Oddly mature for his age!

Theme song: Remember You

Text color: red

Name: Gina Dystru Morley (oujia)

Relation: Mom

Age: 33

Quote: “Pixie, don’t make this harder than it has to be. Drink the medicine.”

Pose context: See quote (I’m not mad…)

Job: Stay at home, devoted follower of Artemis

VC: Kristen Bell

Extra info: Family’s most devoted follower of Artemis

Theme Song: My Alcoholic Friends

Text color: Blue

Name: Dr. Tree Christian (Tree) (oujia)

Relation: Therapist (Mom’s secret lover)

Age: 36

Quote: “I need you to listen to me, pixie. This isn’t healthy, nor is it normal.”

Pose context: Either resting his head on his hand in stress/disappointment, or thinking of what he’s gonna do about pixie

Job: Therapist

VC: Stanford Pines

Extra info: Former alcoholic, pixie’s gonna change the “former” part.

Theme song: I love you like an alcoholic

Text color: Green

Name: Archibald “Archie” Morley (oujia)

Relation: Father

Age: 30

Quote: “And then I just add this, and… and then it explodes. That’s… haha… NOT supposed to happen!”

Pose context: Watching everyone walk away after the divorce (…just disappointed.)

Job: Neurologist… that’s definitely it nothing else

VC: Micheal kovach

Extra info: amateur singer/songwriter/guitarist

Theme song: Weird Science (Oingo Boingo)

Text color: bold blue

Name: Lola Perrlev (oujia)

Relation: Childhood BFF

Age: 9

Quote: “Well, I think your circus stories are cool and stuff! It could use a dog character or two though…”

Pose context: See quote above

Job: Student

VC: Molly Blyndeff

Extra info: LOVES dogs

Theme song: Army Dreamers

Text color: Pink

Name: Pixie Morley (not available for asks yet)

Relation: N/A

Age: 10

Quote: “I DONT CARE IF YOU HURT ME! You’re hurting THEM. You’ll feel the same, soon enough.”

Pose context: Thinking of ideas

Job: N/A

VC: Spinel (or me)

Extra info: “Active imagination”

Theme song: Entropy

Text color: bold white/black

Name: Pixie  ̶M̶o̶r̶l̶e̶y̶ (runs account)

Age: 13 forever :]

Quote: “Im practically an adult. And I bet I make more money than you anyways so ZIP IT! Anyways time to go sing wicked! HUUAAHAAOAOA-🎶”

Job: PFC’s ringmaster

VC: Spinel (or me)

Extra Info: Her vision is staticky and glitchy

Theme Song: My ordinary life / fine

Text color: Bold red

Name: 3l¡z∆b3th (@its-weird-el)

Relation: ???

Age: ??? “22”

Quote: “You can never really be free, kid. Not even I am! I have the author, and you have me!”

Job: God of weirdness, protector

VC: jinx / me with effects and stuff

Extra info: She’s in contr- [REDACTED]

Theme song: Labyrinth x Mind Electric https://open.spotify.com/episode/4CaIK2aOzWnN9GhkHKnZaL?si=kiGvQIsGQWymKbXr4_kOnA, Jax toy

Text color: bold and gold!

[starlit-twilight]

your mlp au is so cool!!! literally im in love! could I request a doodle w ibara/any information abt him? i love the design you made him

I'm so happy to hear that you like the AU!! <3

I need you to know that most of the canon-divergent changeling lore in this whole thing, came from me trying to figure out how to make changeling Ibara work. Subsequently, I have more ideas written down for this pink anime boy than I thought I would, when I started--I've never exactly been an expert in... anything that Eden and its members have going on. :P

He is very resistant to the idea of metamorphosis, under the assumption that he wouldn't be able to adequately protect himself with the lighter exoskeleton and dull teeth of metamorphosed changelings, but also that "someone of his nature" couldn't possibly have love to share, anyway. In the meantime, he hasn't felt hungry or had to feed on love at all in the past few years--almost like he's been unconsiously sharing love with the creatures around him, in spite of what he thinks himself capable or incapable of, or something.

Since he's related to the Godfather, he is actually part pony. Due to this, he doesn't have insect-like compound eyes, like other changelings do--his eyes are, instead, more pony-like... Please don't think too much about the anatomical workings of any of this, I just needed a reason why a changeling would need glasses. Because I apparently can't retcon the magic horse lore I completely made up and never posted anywhere.

I might scrible up a comic about this at some point, but when he first made up the disguise of "Rosethorn", he'd given himself a far less elaborate cutiemark--think a clipboard and quill, without the rose-like flourish/theme--in order to blend in with crowds easier. He only changed it after being pestered by Sunshine Weather and Marble Aether to pick something nicer for himself. And he somehow still thinks nopony has caught on to him being a changeling.

I hope this information on him is to your liking. :V

[spagheddiesquash]

so today i was in the mw oc server talking abt some stuff i noticed about jawbone (+ some other theory stuff as well!!)

so first of all. two kind of obvious details:

he is green (“yeah no shit sherlock” i hear u thinking. trust me there is a reason why im pointing it out)

his pupils are triangular. nobody else in the show so far has had triangular pupils. (well. i mean commander tezzoree’s eye has a triangular pupil but she hasnt made an appearance in any episodes yet and i doubt the two characters are connected)

just making this point known for now. we will hold this thought for later in the post.

another thing: so in the ref sheet of him posted to the mw tumblr back in september i believe(?), his name is written as “jawbone (a.k.a. scythelord)”

you know where a character by the name of “scythelord” has shown up already?

on a wanted poster, thats where!! he has a bounty on his head!!!

which means that tyneen and her crew are probably after him, which probably explains why they’re at the thicc chicc casino. (how do i know jawbone is there? because ricket is there, which i know because he is shown interacting with both shrike and tyneen, who we know are both there)

now. remember that thought from earlier that i told you to hold until later? now is the time to bring it back.

ok so. we already know that colors and shapes each have their own respective significance in this show, and colors and shapes are chosen deliberately.

with that said:

correlation?? maybe???

ADDITIONALLY:

this further cements my belief that ep 4 will have a LOT in it regarding the cataclysm or some other related thing. why?

(2nd pic comes from the VA application doc. unfortunately i dont have any better quality pics of it)

despite the poor image quality in the second pic, you can still tell that both of these characters have some sort of magenta (or pink i guess?) type of theming going on in their designs.

also if we look at campions, like, the flower

you can see where im trying to go with this idea.

i did a whole bunch of examining colors today in light of this, actually!!! quick fun fact for those unaware: RGB and CMYK invert into each other.

and then after i made that image i started sorting things into what colors they are. (white and black have been omitted from the screenshots simply because there doesnt seem to be any significant things tied to them)

obviously this list is probably incomplete and i will continue to add to it, of course.

(my main inspo for even thinking about CMYK for theories in the first place was @toastedclownery btw!! GO CHECK OUT THEIR BLOG IF U HAVENT ALREADY THERES SO MANY COOL THEORY POSTS THERE!!)

one final not-as-relevant theory that’s really more of a prediction: i really think joel vargskelethor is gonna be in this upcoming episode, whether it’s in whole or in part. i mean, he already voiced the duende in ep 3, so it’s not like its impossible or anything. also “scythelord” happens to be the name of joel’s band as well (which you should DEFINITELY check out if ur into metal!!!!! absolutely amazing stuff) OH OH AAAAAAND

id like to direct your attention to the title of this update, which is “the bone zone,” which i believe to be a skeleton metal reference.

also jawbone/scythelord has the little sweden viking helmet thing on the wanted poster. AND HES GREEN! LIKE FREN!!

for those who dont know, this is fren (also known as vargfren i think)

so yeah. these evidence pieces combined with the fact that zeurel has made dozens of “vargskelethor animated” videos (which is how i got into zeurel’s animations in the first place actually!!) are what led me to make this prediction.

anyway, i hope you guys liked this theory post. it’s not an update on the web, but i figured id try doing something new. though, if youd like to see the web, here’s a view of the full thing currently:

but yea thats all i really had. ill reblog with some additions if i think of anything else. bye for now!!! :^D

[pupkashi]

karaoke

in which drunk you decided to love on genma (much to a certain jonins dismay)

a/n: hi hi friends ! thank u sm for this amazing request !! this was so fun to write hehe also combined it with this prompt ! hope you guys enjoy !!! <33

wordcount: 3,117

masterlist

warnings: mentions of alcohol, sort of modern au? mentions of taking selfies and videos, mentions of vomit and throwing up

“it’ll be so much fun please kakashi!” Asuma and Gai pleaded with their much more stoic friend.

“i don’t see why i should go out when i can be in bed early instead” he scoffed, continuing to walk with his eyes glued to his book.

“y/n will be there” gai smiled, grinning widely as he watched his beloved rival stop in his tracks, finally peeling his eyes from his book and looking at the pair.

“okay?” he’s trying his best to act like he doesn’t care much, surely they can’t tell he has a thing for you. “that doesn’t change anything” he looks down at his book, not processing a single word.

“guess they’ll spend the night talking with genma then” asuma shrugs, “let’s go Gai, i don’t think we’re gonna convince him tonight” Gai only sighs, the two giggle to each other as soon as they’re out of earshot of their silver haired friend.

“it doesn’t matter” kakashi mumbles to himself over and over again, ‘they can’t manipulate me like this, im better than that’ he assures himself, taking his usual ninja gear off and heading into the shower. he’s picking out a plain long sleeve and some pants to wear and heading out the door to the karaoke spot he knew they’d be at, ‘im doing this because i want to spend time with friends, that’s all’ he tells himself, knowing damn well he’s lying.

“kakashi! glad you could make it” Gai is smiling, embracing the much less affectionate shinobi and dragging him by the arm into the room they rented out, “the first round of shots have been ordered so i hope you’re ready to drink” he grinned widely.

kakashi’s scanning the room, waving hello to everybody, his heart dropping a bit when he noticed you weren’t even there. it’s 10 minutes later and two terribly sung songs by genma and asuma when he’s about to leave, the door opening stops him from getting up.

“sorry I’m late! i got home and then there was this problem with my sink and then i had to take my dog out and he ended up getting out and- anyway!” you sigh with a smile, hugging everybody and saying hello.

“kakashi! hi” you smile, holding your hand out for him to shake, gai had told you how he didn’t really like physical affection.

“hi” he replied, glad his mask covered the blush creeping onto his cheeks.

“looks like every seats taken, can i sit here?” you point to the open seat next to him, he nods, scooting over to give you a bit more room on the couch. “thank you,” you reply, about to say something else when you’re interrupted by genma and kurenai.

“y/n! you missed the first round of shots you’ve gotta drink double now!” Kurenai smiles widely, you’re about to protest when genma settles in between kakashi and you, already placing the shot in your hand, another in his before counting down.

“ready? cheers!” he smiles, the two of you throwing the shot back, genma hissing and groaning at the bitter taste as you place the two empty glasses down.

“alright champ no need to make a scene” you laugh, watching as genma chases the shot with some water.

“you have another one left! don’t think i forgot” he smiled, handing you another glass, you only looked at kakashi, saying a small ‘cheers’ before downing the shot.

kakashi smiled as your face scrunches up, sticking your tongue out a bit. genma’s face is already dusted pink, he’s getting up quickly, saying something along the lines of ‘round three’ but the room is filled with kurenai and anko’s terrible rendition of their favorite shows opening theme so you couldn’t be too sure.

“I’m surprised you came,” you spoke to kakashi, noticing how closed off he’d been the entire time, “a good surprised” you add on.

kakashi smiled lightly, “Gai and Asuma talked me into it” he chuckled, watching his friends grab handfuls of shot glasses and running towards your direction.

“kakashi! you’re such a heavy weight you have to take all these shots okay!” Asuma is smiling, shoving them towards his friend, you’re covering your mouth and stifling your laughter, feeling the effects of the two shots from earlier.

“y/n! take one with kakashi!” Gai shouts, the shot in his hand quickly finding its way to you.

“what do ya say copy ninja? wanna take some shots together?” there’s a small glint in your eye and kakashi can’t say no, he’s shrugging and grabbing the small glass.

“what the hell” he mumbles, the two of you clinking glasses before downing the shot.

“how the fuck do you manage to pull your mask up and down so quickly” you giggle, genuinely puzzled at the speed of the jonin.

“i actually-”

“y/n singing time!” Genma stops kakashi from continuing, grabbing your arm and pulling you to the microphones

“sorry!” you call out, not realizing how tipsy you were until you stood up and had to keep up with genma’s much larger strides.

“what song should we do? let’s do a love song!” genma giggles, the two of you taking yet another shot before the song begins playing.

kakashi is watching you intently, not bothering to hide the smile on his lips, it was hidden behind his mask anyway. the smile on his lips almost immediately drops when genma is grabbing you by the waist, holding you close to him during the bridge, causing you to giggle into the mic and miss your next line in the song.

he stopped paying attention after that, taking another shot and acting like he was part of the conversation Gai was having with the other ninjas around him.

“okay guys we have to take a selfie!” your voice pulls him away from staring at the all too interesting carpet, your face is flushed as you pull your phone out, smoothing your hair out a bit before standing closer to kakashi.

“everyone say cheese!” you burst into giggles as everyone drunkenly sings ‘cheeeeese’ for the camera, taking multiple before sitting on the couch, closer to kakashi than before.

“kakashi! hi!” you’re smiling widely at him and he’s returning the favor, waving at you.

“oh my god we have no pictures together! we need a selfie right now!” you giggle, scooting closer and snapping a couple pictures with him.

“gosh you always look so good, did you know that?” kakashi’s heart is thumping hard in his ears, his face is burning and it’s not because of the alcohol.

“you do too” is all he can manage out before genma once again sits next to you, easily draping his arm over your shoulders.

“hey sweet thing what are you doing here?” he smiles, you giggle at his antics, letting yourself melt into his side, your hand rest on his chest.

“long day at the office, and you Mr. Genma?” you tease and he sighs dramatically, “looking for love, could you be the one for me?” he’s looking at you a little too sweetly for kakashi’s liking.

the silver haired jonin is clenching his fist around the glass cup of water, his jaw clenched and he’s certain another second of whatever is happening next to him will drive him to insanity.

you were clueless that the man you’d been pining for was seconds away from prying you from genma. your head rested on his chest, making small talk with your friend and giggling at every other thing, laughing loudly at his jokes and smacking his chest.

Gai is the first to notice kakashi’s sudden surge in jealousy, coughing and ‘accidentally’ spilling his water on genma’s thigh.

“sorry! here let’s go get some towels to dry it” Gai smiled kindly, and soon enough your cuddle buddy was gone, leaving you and kakashi on the couch alone.

“are you two like,” kakashi pauses, “are you like a thing?” he’s clearing his throat after he speaks, sitting a bit straighter while your intoxicated brain processes his words.

“me and genma? no! we’re friends, i think he has a thing for someone else though” you nod along to your own words, “no yeah I’m single” a slight pause, “looking” you say, trying to shut yourself up before you reveal more than you want to.

“oh that’s good” kakashi doesn’t want to admit how relieved he felt, like the weight on his shoulders had been lifted.

but then he felt an actual weight on his shoulders, not a metaphorical one. he’s frozen in place as your head balanced on his broad shoulders, giggling as you mumbled something he couldn’t hear.

“what?” he asked, leaning down a bit, “the rooms going so fast” you slurred, blinking before narrowing your eyes.

kakashi frowned, eyes widening as your head rolled off his shoulder, he caught you quickly, letting you settle your head on his chest, his arm wrapped around you.

“is this okay?” he asked, holding you steady as you nodded, “more than okay” you giggled, you were looking up at him as he nervously smiled, a bit tense from the sudden proximity.

“y’can relax kashi” you mumble, giggling at the nickname, your eyes suddenly going wide, “wait Gai said you don’t like physical affection, i can get off if you want” you mumble, making a move to sit up and away from the copy ninja.

“no no it’s okay” he smiles, holding you a bit tighter, “i like it if it’s you” you’re blushing and giggling at his words, twirling the small bunch of hair at the nape of his neck.

“you look real good with your hair down like this” you smile, fighting the urge to kiss the man you were cuddling with.

“maybe i should wear it like this more often if it means having you this close.” kakashi doesn’t know where this confidence is coming from, maybe it’s because part of him hopes you’d forget in the morning, but he also hopes you don’t. maybe it’s the couple shots he took that got him buzzed, giving him the courage to finally make a move.

“aw how come you’re cuddling with him now!” Genmas voice causes you to slowly move your head, the room still spinning as you see him stumbling and sitting on the couch next to you.

“i like cuddling with him! he’s great at it” you giggle, letting you head rest on kakashi’s chest again, your eyes fluttering closed.

genma can’t help but pout, mumbling something about how he knew this day would come.

it wasn’t long before everyone started saying their goodbyes, the ninjas going off in pairs of more drunk and least drunk to guide each other home, everyone making sure they’d text the group chat saying they got home safe and sound.

“you got ‘em?” asuma asked kakashi, who carried you in his arms, already dozed off.

“yeah I’ll be fine, what about you?” kakashi smiled as asuma struggled to keep Kurenai upright as she mumbled something about kissing him.

“think i can manage” he laughed, waving goodbye and thanking his friend for coming out.

it wasn’t for another couple minutes of walking that he realized he had no idea where you lived. you must’ve sensed his panic in your sleep because moments later you stirred awake, rubbing your eyes before smiling at the jonin.

“carrying me home like a real gentleman, are you?” kakashi blushed furiously, chuckling before letting you down gently.

“you sure you can walk?” he asked, keeping a hand on the small of your back to keep you steady.

“think so” you mumbled, walking a bit and stumbling, kakashi tightening his grip on your waist to keep you from falling over.

“is there a trash can around here?” you asked, panic filling your body before running as best you could and throwing up in the metal bin next to the bench.

kakashi rubbed your back, holding your hair and helping you sit and compose yourself.

“god this is not the impression i wanted to give you” you chuckled, kakashi furrowed his brows.

“what do you mean?” he asked, he felt a bit guilty asking, knowing you were more likely to tell him right now than if you were stone cold sober.

“i mean you’re this super cool, attractive jonin that I’ve been pining over for god knows how long and the chance i get to make you think i deserve your affection or some shit i go and get drunk and-” you motion to yourself, “this” you sigh, your eyes screwing shut as you become mor sober by the second.

the world is still spinning, you feel a second round of vomit coming up and the reality of your situation is hitting you like a ton of bricks.

“you don’t need to earn my affection, not now and not ever” he replies without missing a beat, he wants to look you in the eyes, but quickly abandons that idea as you hunch over and throw up again.

“you’re okay, I’m right here” he mumbles, rubbing your back as you continue to expel any contents in your stomach, groaning as you finally finish and sit back up, wiping your mouth with the bottom of your shirt.

“sorry” you mumble, kakashi shakes his head, “nothing to apologize for” he smiles, helping you up and letting you lead the way to your home.

when you finally get home you invite him in, partly for his peace of mind so he knows you aren’t gonna choke on your throw up. his racing mind stops when he sees you in your plaid pajama pants and shirt double your size, your teeth brushed and hair up.

“thank you for everything tonight” your words still slurred a bit as you hug him goodbye, “I’ll see you tomorrow?” he nods as he says goodbye, pausing for a second before turning around. his fingers are itching to pull his mask down, to place a kiss to your cheek.

maybe it’s because he knows you’re the one for him, maybe it’s because he’s always been head over heels for you since the moment he saw you. he doesn’t know what takes over him.

he’s pulling his mask down and placing a chaste kiss on your cheek, you hadn’t processed what happened, much less seen his face as he’s waving goodbye and walking out the door, “goodnight y/n,” his eyes crinkling as he speaks.

when you wake up the next morning you’re wishing the world would open up and swallow you whole. not only did you confess your feelings but you went and embarrassed yourself in front of him, that paired with the insane headache you had was enough for you to cover your entire body with your blanket, too afraid to check your messages.

if it weren’t for the knock on the door you probably would’ve fallen asleep again. with a sigh you’re making your way to the front door, assuming it was genma or another one of your friends you swing the door open, your hair still a mess and toothpaste in the corner of your mouth.

“hi” kakashi smiles, almost glowing from how perfect he looked, your eyes are wide as you realize the state that you’re in.

“kakashi! oh my god hi!” you move to the side to allow him in. “god you have to stop finding me at my worst moments i swear I’m better than this” you laugh softly, kakashi grins at you as you wipe your face and try to fix your hair.

“i brought some soup, i make it for Gai when he’s hungover, figured you might need it” you’re thanking whatever gods there were because you absolutely needed this.

“you didn’t have to” you smile, thanking him for the food and setting it on the counter.

it’s quiet for a second, the two of you just standing in silence before he speaks up, “do you remember anything? from last night?” you can hear the nervousness in his voice, it’s strange to hear that from him.

“yeah” you mumble, “but we can pretend like i never said anything and move on” you smile tightly, already feeling your hands growing cold and your heart breaking a bit.

“no!” Kakashi is quick to stop you, realizing how loud he’d been he apologizes softly before continuing, “i don’t want to just forget it” he mumbles, picking at his fingernails before looking at you.

“i like you, i think you’re amazing and seeing you all touchy with genma made me face my feelings for you” he breathed out quickly, “if you’d like to, I’d wanna give this a chance.”

his dark eyes are darting to your face, reading your expression as you look back at him. his silver hair is falling over his forehead, tickling his lashes a bit when he blinks.

a smile breaks onto your face after he finishes speaking, nodding your head before you can even say anything, “I’d love to” you reply, giggling and taking an tentative step towards the skilled jonin.

kakashi wastes no time in closing the space between you two, his hand finding his way to the back of you neck, his other one snaking around you waist and pulling you so that you’re chest to chest.

“is this okay?” he whispers, you nod, “more than okay” you smile, your eyes fluttering shut as your lips crashed onto his, moving together in sync.

when you both pull away you’re flustered messes, giggling when you make eye contact with him and he’s clearing his throat as you look at him again.

“the soups gonna get cold” he says, breaking the silence and causing the two of you to smile at each other and laugh.

“you wanna stay and eat together?” you ask, kakashi smiles, “wish i could, but I’ve got some horrible genin I was supposed to meet an hour ago” he smiles nervously and you gasp.

“oh my god i didn’t know you had to be somewhere sorry!” you apologize, he’s waving his hands infront of him.

“no no it’s fine, they don’t care much anyway” he smiles, taking a step closer to you and placing a kiss on your cheek before heading for the door. “would you wanna get dinner? around 6?” his voice wavers a bit and you’re smiling widely at him.

“sounds like a date” you reply, biting you lip as you wave goodbye to him.

the two of you were smiling like idiots, kakashi didn’t mind naruto and sakura’s scolding, waving them off and doing some light training, his only thought was you.

karaoke was fun, maybe he should’ve listened to his friends earlier, he thinks. maybe it’s a good thing you were a clingy affectionate drunk, especially when it’s him your clinging to.

[marsmarbles]

OMG IM BACK. ANOTHER ONE SHOT HEHEHEH. Pumping these out like… idk things that get pumped out fast. (1119 words, sorry it’s so long again)

Scar was missing from the group, and Sausage was the first to notice. 

It was a nice morning. The sky was a soft pink fading into orange on the horizon and blue further up. Clouds floated lazily through the sky like fish in a river. The window in their bedroom was open, letting the faint smell of hyacinth and dewy grass waft into the bedroom.

Usually Sausage woke up slowly, relishing in the comfort of his boyfriend's arms as they greeted him good morning. This morning, though, he awoke all at once. He opened his eyes and shot up, slightly disturbing Martyn next to him. He groaned a little, and Sausage had to rub his arm a few times to get him back to sleep. They had figured out Martyn liked arm and back rubs early on, only because of all the stress he seemed to carry.

Sausage slowly started looking around, trying to figure out what was missing. All the furniture was in the right spots. Nothing was on fire, and he didn’t feel like he had lost a life. It wasn’t until he looked to his left that he realized why was wrong. Scar wasn’t in the bed with them. The chain that usually connected them was dragged along the floor and through the wall to the outside of the house.

Slowly, Sausage got out of the bed, making sure Martyn and Ren were still fast asleep, and crept downstairs. He needed to make sure Scar was ok, not being faced with leftover mobs or other players. He followed the chain slowly, through the small house they all shared together, and out to the front garden. Their house stood out from the rest of the forest; among green trees and flowers was a pseudo-steampunk build meant to be an assassin’s guild, or a bounty hunters home, whichever theme they had agreed on that day.

Sausage looked around for mobs before emerging. Creepers could be around any corner, especially at the crack of dawn, as could the spiders. When he deemed the coast clear, he wandered out. Sausage followed the shrinking chain, finding himself walking deeper and deeper into the woods. Stray leaves crunched under his feet, creating an ambient atmosphere to fill the quiet forest. Sausage though it was too quiet.

Then it wasn’t. He could hear talking up ahead, along one of the mountain cliffs. Slowly, he snuck up behind the figure (it was Scar, of course it was Scar) and hid behind a particularly thick tree. He could barely hear what he was saying, but he could all the same.

“…I don’t know, Jellie. I don’t feel wanted much.” His voice was raspy and low, like Scar had woken up not ten minutes ago. That was entirely plausible, Sausage reminded himself, he had barely woken up five minutes ago.

A small meaww came from the cat in Scar’s lap. He pet her head cautiously, letting his calloused hands run through her gray fur. He sighed, leaning back against the grass.

“I feel like I don’t have anybody this time around. Just another game where Scar gets no friends. ‘How’d the guy with no friends win?’ And all that.” He huffed. “I would go to Joel, but he has Scott this season, and Grian and… BigB are hanging out again. I don’t feel plenty wanted, you know.” Sausage could swear Scar was speaking right to him for a second before he kept talking. “They all have each other, and I don’t get anyone.” Another meeeooowww. “I guess I have you. Scar and Jellie against the world, hmm?”

The cliff was silent for a second, and Sausage spared a glance around the tree to catch a glance. Scar was laying down now, arms and legs spread out and a small gray fur ball on his stomach. He looked happy, or at least he would if he wasn’t wearing one of the most betrayed and depressed looks Sausage had ever seen on another person's face. He wanted to go over and console him then and there, but he supposed it was strange he was there to begin with. So he stayed. 

“Should I leave them? I don’t think I add anything to the team, anyway. They would be better off without me.” His hands had drifted up and he was petting the cat again. “Maybe I should just have Ren die twice so I’ll be red, then I can be set free from these stupid chains. I bet I could convince them.”

Jellie yawns, big to show off all her teeth, and Sausage is momentarily scared of her.

“I just- I’m not sure. I just want to feel needed, not just like someone who’s tagging along. I want them to see me as something.”

He did see Scar as something! But… maybe he didn’t act that way. He thought about how much time he had been spending with Ren and Martyn lately. How much time they had all spent together neglecting the fourth member of their team, someone who had noticed before any of them that he was an outcast among them all. The thought of Scar watching them have fun together, laughing and joking, while he stood off from the group seemed to be more prevalent in memories than he wanted it to be.

“…leaving,” Scar said. Sausage tunned back in, worried he had missed something. “I have enough food, and there’s a nice spot down the brook. I won’t be too separated from them, and if they really wanted, they could track me down.”

Sausage felt his stomach tighter. Scar was planning on living away from them, so he would feel less alone. At least he would have Jellie, right?

He made his way back to the house after he discovered that, not wanting to be caught by the self-proclaimed outcast. When he got back, he saw Rem was up and making breakfast for them.

“Hey dude,” Ren greeted, grinning with large teeth. He had never been one for pet names, opting for ‘dude’ instead. “Where’s Scar?”

Sausage buried his head in Ren's shoulder and shook his head. “Left. Left us.”

That night, when Scar stumbled into his makeshift hut with meat for Jellie, he was met with a gift. A purple flower, and a small card.

I’m sorry, Scar.

Scar picked up the hyacinth and smiled to himself. He put it in the glass cups he kept around, for things just like this. The note was put under the glass, as a reminder he had not forgiven the others quite yet. At least one of them had cared enough to apologize. At least one of them still cared about him, if not just a little.

Two more little things heh. One, you know why I used hyacinth?? Because in Greek Mythology, Apollo kills his gay lover and crates a flower in his image to pray for forgiveness. The flower means forgiveness, and I also thought the vibes were there lmao.

Two, you drew. Fanart. Of my fanfic. Of your fanart. Fan-ception. (In all seriousness, thank you so much, I’m so glad you enjoy these :3)

-🌻

I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!! Scar’s monologue made me so so sad…AND I DID THAT TO HIM!!! I also love the little bits with Sausage, Ren, and Martyn!! They’re so cute and sweet!!!

In all honesty, I was anticipating this all day!!! I was so mind blown by your damselduo one shot the thought of more writing got me super excited!

I honestly love fanart so so much. People using their craft to express their enjoyment of my stuff is so super special to me and I find it really rewarding. And this goes for anyone.

I love your attention to detail aaaaaaaaahhhh!!!! I’m so sorry it’s a lot to keep up with!!! Also also, I love that it’s long.

I’ll be thinking of some fan-ception to do later because I love this so much!!

[wholemeallbread]

. . . hellur ☺️ i’m a bit late in seeing your event because only now was i stalking your account 🌚

CAN I HOP ON THE TRAIN 🚈

ARLENEEEEE MY SILLY 💩🔑 ofc hop on 😼🚂

youre so friendly and funny i dont think ive gone a single day without letting out a lil giggle from one of ur posts 🤭 and u remind me of pink soooo much i cant even tell if its just the theme now becauss youre just... baby pink... or maybe its because ur name is so pretty and whimsical.. lets continue beinf silly together 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️ i lov interacting with u sm u dont even know

even tho u like burnt toast... BUT THATS OK!! I SUPPORT! i mean i wanna try it one day do u put any spreads? NO ACTUALLY ARE U JUST EATING PLAIN BURNT TOSST? .............ummm..... 😦

okay actually can we talk ahout how long it took me to find the perfect dress??? i promise u i have like 20 saved on my phone and theyre gorgeous but none of them feel right... like some were the right style but just not YOU ykwim... and then i was making the choice between ruffles and sparkles because clearly i cant have both 😫 picking clothes has never been this intesnse and im not even buying anything fr

AND THEN I WAS TORN BETWEEN GOING FOR A FANCY LONG ONE OR LIKE A SHORTER ONE WITH BOWS AND STUFF omggffhfhfgdgdgdgggg i was doing process of elimination !! i had like 4 final options and i did some eenie meenie miney mo heh....

ifnore all of fhag yap about dresses anyways I WANNA GIVE U A BIG HUG!!! 🫂🫂🫂 manifesting 1000 billion folowrs this year i feel it in my bones

didn't you say you were thinking about switching to orange? this tiny bouquet would suit your next vibe!

fortune's fool event

[stormyoceans]

vv brainrot continuation:

and again the hangover pill is a hangover karbonak

you're deeply and passionately in love (dude, did you lose your twin puen at birth?)

august’s interview reminded me so much of puen’s interview in ep12

day and talay "i don’t think anything about him, but i’ll come to him with a guitar to sing love songs to say how important he is to me" (day doesn’t have a guitar yet, but he behaves in such a way that he’ll now start singing love by paradox)

in all universes, seat belts are a source of great tension.

puen’s methods of influencing day and talay are the same (you don’t run with me bcs you think about me differently. who were you thinking about when i directed the scenes? about a guy named tun?)

bed scene (fandee na talay)

why are you smiling mork? (talay is your smile)

can you tell me about rung (p'peng, you can tell me about the life of tun)

smells (we've discussed this many times, but why not say it again)

cover your ears (idk it just reminded me of the childhood fuss of puentalay when they were filming a video message to joob)

you're doing this bcs of the car (the theme is “falling in pretend love to return to your universe”)

we're bf now (at least they didn't have to kiss 40 times before they verbally admitted it)

wedding (leave your drinking yogurt and bring a bag of chips or it's not canon). soft pink balloons (i'm already crying) i'm beaten out like a dusty carpet. how are you doing with brainrot, monica?

PINKYBRAAAAAIIIIIIIIIINNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD IM SO HAPPY TO HEAR FROM YOU AGAIN!!!!!!!!!! BUT WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT YOU SENT ME THE BRAINROT FOR EP 6 AND I DIDN'T GET THE MESSAGE 😭😭😭 TUMBLR MEET ME IN THE PIT IM GONNA FIGHT YOU

i may have gotten a little bit worried ;;;;;; im so glad you're okay tho!!!!!!! and i know it's really annoying to write down something all-over again but if you ever felt like rewatching ep 6 and trying to send me a new brainrot, i'd love to read it!!!!! (but no pressure, of course!!!!)

ANYWAY. BACK TO THE CURRENT BRAINROT. 'BEATEN OUT LIKE A DUSTY CARPET' IS ACTUALLY A PERFECT DESCRIPTION OF HOW I FEEL ON A PSYCHOLOGICAL EMOTIONAL SPIRITUAL MENTAL AND PHYSICAL LEVEL AFTER THIS EPISODE. ESPECIALLY WHEN I THINK ABOUT THE PUENTALAY PARALLELS LIKE CAN YOU BELIEVE WE REALLY GOT A MARRIAGE PROPOSAL ONE???????? INSANITY DERANGEMENT LUNACY MADNESS THEY'RE DOING IT ON PURPOSE AND NOT EVEN P'AOF HIMSELF COULD CHANGE MY MIND

my brainrot pretty much looks like yours tbh, however the cover your ears scene immediately made me think about puentalay pinching each other's cheeks in ep 4

I JUST LOVE OUR SILLIES SO MUCH

also!!!!! kind of a reach, but the way the almost kiss at the end of this episode was framed reminded me very strongly of the puentalay one in ep 5

and both of them were interrupted, one by a phone call and one by. Pain.............

but honestly the dynamic between mork and day in this entire episode was so puentalay coded to me like the way mork was pursuing day while day played hard to get but you could still tell he was enjoying every second of it is just. it's puentalay. like idk what else to say it's THEM

THE PARALLEL UNIVERSE THEORY HAS NEVER BEEN MORE REAL

[306saint]

I absolutely adore your trash tarot deck! What inspired you? How'd you begin? What materials do you use? I am so inspired to create my own. Is this alright??

thank you so much that means a lot!! it is absolutely ok for you to make your own tarot deck.

i'm not the first person to do this kind of thing -- i saw a couple of different versions of collage tarot decks which stuck with me and inspired me to make my own. there's these 2 tiktoks with people adhering more closely to the "trash tarot" theme: https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSN6Vt7GN/ and https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSN6VvwUC/ and also this deck by a collagist/multimedia artist: https://twitter.com/FrogboiArt/status/1681076700568756226

there are a bunch of decks out there which you can draw inspiration from. as for where i started, i kind of just had the idea for the six of pentacles (gum packet with pink labelling stickers) and went from there. just go where your ideas take u honestly.

more info under the cut

in terms of how i make them, i take some stock paper and use a tarot card to trace 2 tarot-card-rectangles on to it, next to each other with the long side connected. then i cut it out, fold it in half down the centre line and glue the sides together. i like to stick it under a stack of heavy book so it dries properly. then i round out the edges with scissors nd voila u have the base of a tarot card!!

i get the materials to make the collage from: old magazines, textbooks, artbooks, informative books with diagrams etc, labels, packaging, and receipts. certain things are printed out (disco elysium gunmen and eli sunday fanart lol). use whatever u want!

i tried a couple of approaches to pick the design of the cards. one was researching the meanings/histories of the card. i found out that when tarot cards had more explicitly christian imagery, judas was on the hanged man card, so i put him on the hanged man ((im not christian lol i just think its interesting))).

another was doing more satirical/subversive? designs of the cards. eg strength usually has a woman overpowering a lion and i saw the image for my strength card and thought it would be funny if it were the opposite way around. the emperor card is an image of someone giving a speech at the UN, which i found in a politics textbook, with the speaker coloured over.

another was just looking at what i had and trying to make something out of it. i was finding way more guns than swords or blades for my suit of swords, so i decided for my suit of swords to just be any weapons.

i wrote a lot . anyway i hope this helps sorry if it makes 0 sense

[signedkoko]

Hey may I request a romantic matchup? I don't care if it is Hazbin or Helluva boss, whichever you feel vibes the most. I have no gender preference and my pronouns are she/her. In the interest of brevity, I have my form and everything you could possibly need pinned to my blog. I don't want to clog up your asks with text walls 😅. I hope it isn't too much of an inconvenience. Anyways, thank you! I really appreciate it.

You got...Verosika!

Your care for your appearance isn't all that different from hers, although she cares a lot more about her makeup being smudged or ruined by things. For Verosika, fashion and makeup are two of her favourite hobbies, and she loves to take you with her to help find some new inspiration.

If you let her, Verosika loves to try picking out an outfit or three for you to try, and will often attempt to match her look with yours. If you are ever willing to accent with pink she is over the moon and taking all kinds of pictures of you both.

She is often very tall and intimidating in stature, which is why she enjoys being nect to you so much. You make her pop and look far friendlier than she is, which is funny because you are far friendlier than you seem.

Being a performer, Verosika is always performing stunts to impress, and with your background in acro/aerobatics she is always trying to get you to try learning pole dance with her. She will show you videos of those couples who pole dance together and try to get you to do it with her.

While she has the charisma of any pop star, Verosika is quite the introvert, and prefers to spend her time with you when she can get even a few minutes away from others.

Her favourite thing about you is how you'll treat her to baked goods for breakfast, or even after her concerts. She remembers sending you a video of bento cakes and how the next day you had one decorated in the theme of her newest album. It's just so adorable, and it makes her happy knowing how much you're willing to do for her.

Expect a lot of dinner dates trying crazy new places, late nights spent listening to her test new lyrics out, and lots of fun and crazy events to partake in.

Author's Note - Your runner ups were Alastor who tied with Verosika at 5/6 points, Lilith with 4/6, and fizzarolli with 2/6! I felt like Verosika just matched more of your smaller traits than Alastor did so I went for her (I am also wlw so I always encourage it lmao).

Im not sure it it helps, but in my studies we have been taught that extroversion is when being around others refills our mental battery, and introversion is when being alone refills our battery. Everyone has a bit of both but your main one shines through when you think about spending time with people you enjoy!

Thank you for requesting 🖤