#as soon as I saw it I had to make it OwO

[fluffyskies]

I saw your requests were opened?? Can we please get a lee aubrey, then?

Platonic??? 😏🤫

[canes-fidus]

Confusion ~ MalleusXReader Pt1

You and Malleus were such good friends. It was confusing being in some strange world, but he helped you feel more comfortable. You felt safe and at ease by his side. It wasn't long before you developed feeling, although you'd never tell him. He was going to become a king after all, he deserved better.... Not some human girl.

Today was just any average normal day, nothing felt out of the usual. Not even Malleus. You were waiting for Malleus outside near the Ramshackle dormitory. Soon he arrived, although he seemed happier than usual. You wondered why, although in the end all that matters to you is his happiness.

"Y/N, I brought you something special...I really hope you'll like it." He sounded nervous, although no matter how many thoughts you had, none could figure out why he felt this way. You shook those thoughts away, it was pointless to go on a mental wild goose chase. He carefully handed you a beautiful emerald necklace.

"It's beautiful..." He smiled hearing your words. "but I can't accept this. It's too expensive and I don't want you to waste so much money on me Mal." You expected a frown but instead all you saw was Malleus absolutely heartbroken. It seemed like such an extreme reaction to denying a gift. It felt...odd.

"Oh....well, that is alright. I understand Y/N." He looked so sad. Why? Why was Malleus so heartbroken, it was just a gift rejection. It's not as if you killed his whole family. "I should go now...I'm sure Lilia needs me." With that he left before you should get another word in.

You were nothing but confused and could only stare at your befriended fae as he walked, back turned to you and not even once did he look back. It hurt, it hurt and you didn’t know why it hurt this bad. It felt as if you did something awful but couldn’t figure out what you had done.

gonna make this into 3 parts. This is the beginning and the other two will be different endings owo;; one being angst and one being happy >_< hope you enjoy!!

[wally-darling-hyperfixation]

I was wondering about this idea for a while, but what about Wally with a parent reader? As in, the reader is parent of a kid watching the show, and Wally can see the room that the viewers are watching from. Wally notices the reader in the background and becomes interested in them. Idk I just thought it was an interesting idea. OwO

Yes. I’ll definitely will do this for one of my favorite authors on here . Art by @winslowsfaust I believe. I found their art on here so of course Like clown said. If you like a picture make sure to give credit

The Show Must Go on Darling: Wally x Parent g/n Reader

Today was a showing of your kid, Zoey’s favorite show Welcome Home. You always saw how she loved it at home so you worked double shifts to save up extra money to take her. She was all smiles and giggles and you enter the studio. You are a single parent and life can be hard but you love your little angel so much you’d do anything to make her smile. You and her sit together in the audience area , separate from the stage by a wall and window to show the show but also make sure the kids don’t run up and mess up the puppets. You look around. And it seems you are the only adult here with your child except from security. They must be regulars and their parents trust the studio enough to leave them here alone. The opening them song plays and a card board welcome home comes down from ceiling and rolls back up and the lights turn on , on the other side of the wall and a puppet with blue hair says , “Welcome neighbor, how are you today?” The kids say how they are including your angel and you smile fixing her hair. You are very surprised at how well the puppets are moving like they are alive ,which they are but the audience doesn’t know. Since the kids started squishing your daughter Zoey you put her on your lap and watch the episode they are recording.

Wally smiles at the kids and starts todays episode asking his question . But this time he is a bit shocked when he asks. There is an adult in the audience. Usually it’s only children sitting and watching them do their bits and such. He just couldn’t stop his eyes from always going back to them. They seem to have a kid they deeply cared for which says something because all the other kids parents ditch them here. As todays problem of accidentally messing up Howdy’s shop today with Julie happened. He was always looking at the audience the whole time. While he and Julie hide away from howdy. While Poppy gets onto them for it and saying they have to do the right thing. To them going to Howdy and saying they are sorry and will clean everything up. To howdy giving them both a hug and then brooms and a mop. To the store being cleaned and it late in the evening as Julie and Wally separate and Wally heads to home. Wally says “Well thank you neighbor for helping out today. We sure made a mess. I hope to see you again …. Really soon.” Wally smiles wide and waves heading back into Home and the lights go off and all the kids cheer.

You smile as Zoey laughs and smiles on your lap happily . “Well sweetheart, I hope you had a lovely day. I know how much you love this show and I just wanted to show you I love you,” you say and give her forehead a kiss. She jumps off your lap and reaches for you hand and y’all head to the exit. Suddenly a man ran up to you panting yelling wait. You turn around and stopped worried about the man and wait cause you felt bad. “ I’m Ronald Dorelaine, creator of welcome home and the neighborhood. One of our staff members would like to offer you life time passes for the show,” he says talking in breathes from running so fast. You gasp and shake your head, “oh no we couldn’t take that. We know how expensive it is to make the show and don’t want to take money and time out of your budget.” You smile and shake your head , not knowing a puppet was watching through the window glaring at Ronald. “No I insist you have it. Our main star wants y’all to come back more. We appreciate you watching the show and hope to see you again,” he said swearing either from running or nervous and gives y’all two passes then runs away. Little Zoey squeals and hugs hers. “(P/n) (that means parent name) we can come back whenever a new taping is. Oh can we please,” Zoey says practically giving puppy dog eyes. You sigh and nod. “I’ll make sure to take days off on the day of the shows for you Zoey,” you say and she squeals grabbing your hand and pulling you out of the studio. Not knowing a puppet was very happy and whispering, “ See you again, neighbor.”

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I hope you like it. I had fun writing it!!!!!

[yanderefarm]

yandere nurse x reader

owo whats this more dark content? fbkdndn season 2 is darker i tried to warn you

cw;; medical, gaslighting, manipulation, drugs, unreality, unreliable narration

The cold clean white walls of the hospital stretch forever on and on. The smell of chemicals, the people in scrubs, the tiny pens, the heavily guarded doors, the locked windows, the reinforced nurse's station. Everything is so plain and unstimulating and clean and white. The hospital walls stretch forever on and on. And you have nothing better to do than ran your hand along them tracing your path on the wall back and forth. He has nothing better to do than watch your restless movements.

You had gotten used to being here, determined to make this visit productive and actually make some tangible progress. How long could it take? Usually patients stayed in your segment of the mental hospital only a week but you weren't ready, you felt you needed more time. Unfortunately for you they needed the room. So you got moved in with the long term patients. With him.

Everything had been much the same when you came to the this part of the hospital, except for the one nurse who immediately took an interest in your case. He was clumsy and a bit silly but he seemed so kind and caring, he always listened to you and tried to make you more comfortable. Everyone loved him. Then the extra week turned into a whole month, the month turned to two, then three. And you saw the doctor less and less, you got treated warmly and patiently less and less, you were given freedoms less and less.

One day you asked your friendly nurse why you hadn't seen the doctor this week and he chuckled softly at you like you'd asked a silly question. "Well of course you haven't. You attacked him last time, remember?" He said it so casually and matter of factly that you almost didn't question it. But you hadn't attacked him. You would remember if you had. Right?

But soon you weren't sure anymore. Your days began to get cloudy and uncertain. Less and less nurses would work with you, instead, they were trying to keep their distance from you. The only one who still actively talked to you was the silly nurse, he was the only one not afraid. But you weren't scary? You weren't hurting people! Were you? Everyone acted like he was so brave for being kind to you, like you were such a dangerous monster.

One day your death sentence came. They deemed you too dangerous to even be around the other crazies. You were given your own wing of the hospital, just enough nurses and too many guards to keep you alive. You were a prisoner. You don't even know anymore how long you've been here. You just walk the halls again and again. And there he is, smiling at you. Once you've walked yourself to exhaustion he's there again with a whole cabinet worth of pills. You don't know why you need them but you're sure he's right.

"You'll feel better soon." 💕

[xxchaosjojoxx]

Wanna be my date? (Penguin x reader)

A/N: it just came into my mind owo my requests are open btw. I hope you enjoy <3

Never ever did you think that you would go on a valentine’s day with a cute guy. Never ever did you think that this guy was Penguin, your crewmate and bestfriend.

He was holding your freezing hand to warm you up, while you took a walk.

As you were walking silently side by side you glanced up to get a glimpse of his face. He was smiling lightly and you only realized today that he might be more than a friend to you. You guys didn’t plan to go on a date. Especially not on valentine’s day. You had other plans from the start.

Two days ago you docked on an island but not any other island. It was the first island you ever called home. As you were roaming around with Shachi and Penguin you met your first crush. He did recognize you and was smooth with words. You were talking a little bit and then he asked you out on a date. With a flustered look on your face and a smile you accepted this date. Shachi and Penguin were mumbling that you would deserve someone way better than a playboy with a grin who invites everyone to punch directly in his face. You couldn’t help but chuckle, both of them were like your bodyguards. No one was good enough for you. Maybe they just were afraid that you might leave the crew while finding your true love.

Soon enough you dressed up in your most uncomfortable but prettiest looking outfit. It was cold and you were shivering while waiting for your date. You were waiting for an hour now. A few people were looking at you with a pity look. Maybe he ghosted you? Soon enough you shock your head. He wouldn’t do it, right?

You sighed and tried to move a little while standing, to warm yourself up.

Suddenly you felt something over your shoulder, and you couldn’t help but snuggle into this warm material. As you turned your head, you saw Penguin behind you, smiling at you softly while he put a jacket over your shoulder.

“Penguin..what are you doing here?”

“I was curious how it would go, but I guess he forgot?” He confessed and asked nervously.

You pouted a little. “He didn’t forget me.”

“I can wait with you.”

“No, thank you. I don’t need a babysitter or a stalker.”

“Should I leave you then?” You hesitated at first but nodded and were about to give him back the warm jacket. You already missed the warm embrace.

A firm hand on yours was enough to stop midtrack. “Keep it on. It’s too cold for you to stand there and freeze to death.”

“But what about you?”

He grinned. “Please. This is like a mild summer breeze for me.”

You tilted your head in confusion. “Then why did you bring a jacket with you?”

Nervously Penguin scratched his neck and turned his face away from you.

“I saw that you went outside without a jacket…”

You couldn’t help but smile and without realizing it you tiptoed towards him and gave him a quick peck on his cheek. “Thank you for always caring for me.”

With a blush and a dumbfounded face he was looking at you. His eyes were wide and his hand found his cheek. “S-Sure thing…everything for you…” He mumbled and a laugh escaped your mouth.

“If you need me, call for me.” He said and turned away to leave. Your voice stopped his movement. “Is this how you planned your valentine’s day? Keeping an eye on me because you don’t trust me?”

Without turning towards you, he spoke. “It’s not you I don’t trust. But just to make myself clear.” He turned his head towards you and for the first time you could see another expression on his face. Something you only see in combat. His eyes were looking firm and full of determination. Without showing you a smile his voice was loud and clear and a bit raspy. “I would never abandon anyone who is waiting for me. Especially not you.”

The silence between you was long, at least it felt like an eternity. “Really?”

It was all you could stutter out. With a smirk he stepped towards you, closing the distance. He was taking your hands in his. His hands were so warm and you felt a lot warmer, just by touching his hands.

“Should I show you?” You nodded and he was leaving the spot with you together.

You went to a nearby mini amusement park. Riding a few rollercoasters and eating delicious food at the stalls. He did his best to cheer you up and make you smile. It was easy for him. He always lightens up your day, whenever you feel sad.

Soon after you took a walk, he was still holding your hands. You had a lot of fun and were happy that you spent the day with Penguin instead. As you were looking at him you seemed to be in a daze. He was talking to you.

“Sorry, can you repeat that maybe? I was out of space there for a second.”

He was grinning. “Your nose is pink during the cold, should I kiss it warm?”

And for the first time since you joined the heart pirates you saw him. Really saw him. Your best friend, the most funny and caring guy, was more than just that. He was handsome and the perfect boyfriend material. Why didn’t you see it earlier?

He cleared his throat and you soon realized you were out of space once again.

“Yeah it was a bad joke.” He scratched his neck once more. Something he did whenever he felt nervous and you could see a light blush on his face. Was it because of the cold or could it be…?

“My lips are freezing.” He looked at you. He seemed confused. “They are freezing more than my nose…you know?” You mumbled shyly. You could just hear a soft “oh” escaping from him. As you felt his hands on your shoulder you looked up. Pen was looking at you and you could see his soft gaze. “Please allow me to help you out there.” He said and slowly closed the distance between you. His lips were so warm and soft, you couldn’t help but feel hot, despite the fact that it was freezing.

Way too soon, you both pulled away, smiling softly towards each other.

“Was it…ehh...ok?” He asked and you nodded, unable to look at him once more, while feeling your face heat up. “Should we ride the Ferris wheel?”

“I would love to.” Penguin was holding your hands once more while guiding you towards the Ferris Wheel. Little did they know that Shachi would soon try everything he could for you both not to enter. Maybe Shachi did help you two out there. Where else was he supposed to let this scumbag playboy sleep, after he knocked him out. But this was a story, for another day.

[lavender-bundle-blithe]

BSD but what if Atsushi's hair wasn't cut?

I imagine as a child, he had at least shoulder-length hair, the height in which his current uneven bangs are. The stripe is still there, but the tips of his hair is black, a callback to his concept art. In some way, he was an odd child by appearance: natural platinum blonde hair with abnormal black edges and single stripe and almost piercing purple-yellow eyes? Unheard of and practically inhuman. And for a long time, he's hated his hair and eyes. It made him stand out when all he ever wished was to blend in.

Due to some... "divine intervention" (cough—Byakko—cough), the children weren't able to make due with their prank but it only caused a louder ruckus (COUGH—BYAKKO—COUGH). In the end, and because he was blamed for practically everything, the headmaster punished Atsushi, ending him with a large burn scar running across his forehead. (It was aimed to be over his eyes, but Atsushi moved his head. But it still hurt all the same.) Since then, Atsushi has began taking care of his ever-growing hair, especially his bangs in a way to cover his scars, and his piercing eyes. It was the only thing he could think of to try and hide the upper part of his face. And after several years and no more pranks (because the pranksters became {sparkle}traumatized{sparkle}), Atsushi's hair had grown past half way down his back, and his bangs no cover just over the tip of his nose.

Since meeting the agency and becoming a member, Atsushi still had his guard up when it came to covering his face. He got some tips from the girls and even Kunikida on how to maintain such a long length of hair. Of course, his coworkers were concerned that having such long hair could pose a problem during missions or block his sight, but it didn't slow him down thankfully. But it made them awfully curious. It was his pride and joy.

Until a small incident with/regarding Akutagawa.

Needless to say, upon one of their joint missions that got turned into a fight (because of unresolved feelings and unspoken words), Atsushi managed to duck from Rashomon's slash. But in doing so, his head suddenly felt... lighter. Literally. Turning his head to see his long hair, cut, laying on the bloodied ground and albeit a frozen Akutagawa on the other side, Atsushi saw red. He did not know what happened after his sudden rampage, but Dazai was grinning like an idiot while Chuuya looked impressed, terrified, and indifference.

Which lead to where they are now: back at the agency (Dazai dragged Chuuya and Akutagawa along) with the members all but staring in horror at his uneven cut hair that stopped just about his shoulder blades, fists bloody and apparent tear marks from under his thankfully untouched bangs. (Because Arahabaki forbid if Rashomon managed to cut his bangs).

Cue Yosano, Naomi, Kyouka, Haruna, and even Chuuya trying to salvage as much as they could with Atsushi's hair. Meanwhile, Dazai does some talking (read: prodding) with Atsushi to figure out what really is going on under his long bangs. But it goes on for so long back and forth that Akutagawa soon grew irritated and used Rashomon abruptly as a hairband and pushed Atsushi's hair back.

(Or for a more bonding moment, it happens when they fought: Akutagawa grabs Atsushi by his bangs, effectively tugging them up only for stand in shock at the other's gorgeous bi-colored sunset-ametrine eyes and such a harsh burn scar across his forehead, all wrapped together with the younger's panicked expression which leads to a whole lot of confessions and bonding and just- [gestures wildly] The potential)

Anywayssss, they awe at his pretty eyes, go through the urges of wanting to kill an already dead man, and while Atsushi still wanted to keep his bangs, he gets a bandana to both keep them out of the way but to also cover his scar.

(A/N: Yippeeeee owo)

[screamting]

Part of what makes Rpatt's Batman so compelling to me is the same reason I fell head first into batfleck as soon as he woke up from that nightmare and downed his xanax with bordeaux.

Martha is institutionalized for an unnamed mental illness that-- listen-- could very well have just been grief or disobedience.

But it may not have been. and it could be something passed down. Something Bruce may have inherited, along with the money, and the company, and Carmine Falcone. Legacy he doesn't want to have but you don't get to choose what family you're born in or what happens to them when you're a kid and someone threatens them.

And there's a moment right after the reveal of Martha being institutionalized that-- Riddler swerves directly to Thomas having the reporter murdered-- but there's a lingering sort of feeling that Bruce is much like Martha. She barely gets mentioned in the murder allegedly done in her name. She and Bruce are both just there, learning what Thomas would do for them without the ability to offer input or refute it. Neither of them speak out against it, Martha because she's been dead for years and Bruce because what can he even say?

If his family saw him now, would they institutionalized him? Crazy, violent Batman, running around at night with no friends and strange drugs and neglecting everything around him that isn't part of the mission?

Is he just another crazy, rich orphan like his mother?

...

I could make this a separate post for dramatic effect but to ensure it's all in one place and not mistaken for 'owo spooky mental illness' :

I like Bruce who becomes meaner and more critical because he doesn't think he can trust his own memories. I like a Bruce who maybe has a family history of schizophrenia, who struggles with whether things are grounded in reality or not. If he seems more sympathetic about Harvey Two Face because he spent years feeling like a stranger in his own skin and not knowing how to rip the disguise off without ruining everything. If he goes to seemingly ridiculous extremes because he doesn't know and what if he's wrong, or worse, what if he's right and neglected it even though he knew it was coming. 'if you stay in the dream forever, you could be happy--' but he has had years of practice, waking up the next day to an unhappy, difficult world. If he knows there is something wrong with him, but there isn't any fixing that. There is a place in his brain where the wires cross. It doesn't matter if it's been there from birth or was implanted when his parents died. Unless you can remake him a different person, it's staying.

He has to live with himself.

He has to figure out how to do what he wants to do, despite it.

[speckle-meow-meow]

Belos/Philip meeting reader in the episode where they go into the tide pools episode is called any where and elsewhere I think also reader is male and it’s romantic and Philip is a huge simp lol

Oh gods that's one of my favorite episodes!!! His poor nose, but Ngl in makes him hot ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[This is gonna be short ans sweet because I honestly couldn't think of anything for the longest time if you couldn't tell "OwO]

Luz is readers sibling

You honestly hand no idea where you were, one minute you were with Luz and lilith and the next you were on a beach.

You wondered trying to find your little sister but to no avail.

That was until you heard her yelling that's when you had to step in.

You saw her, lilith, and a strange man with a very big beard, he looked human like you and luz.

You walked over and greeted your sister and lilith along with the strange man who called himself philip, he asked for your help in finding something so like the good people you were you accepted.

He took you all to a temple (I dont remember much of this episode since it's been a while since I watched TOH but bear with me please)

You were amazed by the architecture it looked so dystopian, it was beautiful.

You didnt even catch Philip staring at you, he seemed to grow a liking to you. Philip wanted to know more about you.

Soon the doors opened and out came a monster you were mad and reasonably so, a man you half heartedly trusted tried to sacrifice you, your sister, and aunt!

After the whole ordeal you watched as your aunt punched him and left along with your sister, you'll catch up to them in a minute but you had one last thing to say before you left.

You got real close to his face and looked dead into his eyes before saying:

"If I ever see you again, I will do a lot worse than breaking your nose"

You left him to his thoughts his heart pounding, he'll definitely look for you. Until then he has to get stronger and reach his goals.

{Hope you liked this anon! Hearts and reblogs are always welcomed, along with questions,comments, and requesrs.}

[chronicbeans]

Hello! I've recently been binged reading your human illustrator wally series and I love it-!! It's amazing, and I think it would be cool to see your perception of the others too-!! That is if your comfortable to do so! Amazing work and im excited to see more in the future

I'll do my best! OwO I'll try to make it a bit short, but no promises lol. There is a bit of extra Wally info, too, simply because some of it pertains to other characters.

Human Illustrator Wally AU Character Info:

TW: Brief Mentions of Trauma/Possible Trauma, Past Bullying, Mentions of Delusions, Anxiety, and Paranoia

🖍️ Wally, alongside Barnaby and Howdy, went to a school that mainly consisted of richer families. It was kind of a school for "gifted" kids, and by "gifted" it means "both gifted, but mainly kids if families who PAID to be here". Wally and Barnaby's families paid for them to be there, while Howdy scored high enough in public school to be offered a genuine placement there. The school was a k-12 private school.

🖍️ Wally, even as a young kid, was extremely talented at art. Barnaby... well, Barnaby never really found a talent. What he doesn't realize is that he is actually pretty good at socializing and analyzing people. It was a part of the reason why he drifted towards Wally. He could tell that Wally was pretty lonely and wanted to help. Howdy drifted towards the both of them after being transferred from his public school, because the other children tended to bully him for coming from a poor family and not being able to afford trendy clothes. Howdy has a natural talent in marketing, being great at selling you basically anything. A part of it comes from how he felt he had to make excuses on why he had "cheap" items, such as a very basic lunch or a tattered bookbag.

🐛 Howdy's family was below the poverty line. Due to this his extended family either lived with them to help provide for everyone, or lived nearby to be there to fall back on. This has caused him to have a very close relationship with his family and to be hugely family oriented. His wife passed away, leaving him with their daughter, Henny. He treats her to whatever he can afford, often putting her needs before his own. He doesn't see himself as needing a lot of money, because he always saw how the more rich kids at the private school were mostly snobbish, besides Barnaby and Wally. He believes a good heart is more valuable than anything in the world.

🐾 Barnaby has always dreamed of being a comedian, however, he just can't come up with the right jokes or stunts to make people laugh. He usually starts out alright, before spiraling from both anxiety and believing that he messed up the joke and now has to explain it in vivid detail, thus ruining what good he had. He's determined, though, for better AND for worse. For better, because he has been practicing and practicing, making his jokes slightly better than before. For worse, because he soon became on the brink of being homeless. When Wally offered him a room in his house, he was forever grateful. He was also the first out of the group to figure out that Wally has hallucinations. Although he is unsure of exactly HOW he can help, he knows a few things that he can guess WON'T help, and to avoid doing those things. So, he tries his best to make Wally more comfortable whenever things get bad.

🎀 Julie LOVES fashion, of course, as a fashion designer. She especially loves the aesthetic of Childcore fashion. So, that is the bulk of the clothes she designs. She rarely puts the logo of her company on the clothes she designs, besides the tag. She believes that doing that would not only ruin the design, but be a bit devious, especially for the children's clothing designs. She doesn't want her clothing to make people walking advertisements! She wants her clothing to make people FASHIONABLE. She met the others through a brand deal, where her, Wally and Sally were working together on a show.

🌟 Sally is both a movie and play director. It usually goes that she will make a play, then make a movie out of that play. For her, the play is the most valuable form of the story, but she is well aware that some simply have trouble enjoying plays. For many, they simply do not have the imagination to fill in the details of the background details. So, the movie will help provide them a more entertaining version of the show. She can be a bit of a diva while directing people, but can always figure out when she has become too harsh and accidentally hurt someone's feelings. In those cases, she tries her best to make it up to them. She can also be a bit overdramatic, in both a good and a bad way. She wants her life to be more entertaining, like a real life show, and finds it difficult to cope with how bland the world seems to be compared to the stories she tells. So, when she met Wally and Julie on the show they were working together on, she knew she had to become their friends. They both seemed, to her, like they walked right out of a children's show.

🕊️ Poppy is as shy and anxious as ever. Now, though, she isn't too anxious to make the baked goods she comes up with herself. She has even made by Eros cooking shows with her skills. Before she found her passion of cooking and baking, however, she actually worked as a nurse. Seeing the injuries of some of her patients was what made her grow more anxious and accident wary in the first place. Eventually, she quit her job and moved back in with her family for a bit, before turning to cooking as a coping mechanism. She soon, unknowingly, became extremely good at baking and cooking meals for her family. She decided to make it into a career, when her friends and family got her to go onto a competitive cooking show and won. Then, her career as a cooking star rose up, eventually causing her to meet the others.

✉️ Eddie and Frank are both "outside" of the group. They aren't celebrities. Eddie is still just the clumsy mailman we know and love. In this specific AU, however, he has a form of ataxia that he inherited at birth. Ataxia, in a very basic explanation for those who may not know, is a condition that causes difficulty with walking and balance, coordination, speech and swallowing, and eye movements. His case is very mild, and he is receiving any available treatments he can get his hands on, but it still causes some difficulty with walking and having to make sudden, coordinated movements.

🦋 Frank is the local librarian. In fact, he owns the library. He met Eddie after ordering some books for the library, with him realizing his packages arrived from hearing Eddie trip and drop the heavy packages to the ground outside. Frank, to be frank (pun intended), was quite upset until Eddie explained his condition. After that, they slowly became friends as Frank ordered more and more packages of books to fill the library on time for its opening day. After a few years of them talking, they ended up getting into a relationship and marrying each other. To a little surprise, it was a blue haired stranger that ended up helping them out along the way, by giving love advice to them both before they asked each other out (Cough cough WALLY cough cough BUT NEITHER OF THEM RECOGNIZED HIM cough cough).

🏠 Home is just a little voice in Wally's head. A malicious one, that is. Wally's house itself seems to act as a sort of "trigger" for this specific voice, which is why Wally has nicknamed it Home. It causes an array of problems for him, from filling his mind with anxieties to even planting the seeds for brief bouts of delusion from time to time. As of recent, the delusion aspect has not been as common. Wally has found ways to ground himself back in reality, so those episodes have grown shorter and shorter. The main problems that Home causes at this point in time are anxiety and paranoia. Wally has never shared this fact, but he believes that the reason why his own house seems to be triggering Home is because he had a bad experience in his family's home when he was very little. However, Wally isn't entirely sure that his theory is true. All he knows is that Home only really talks to him whenever he is in his house, usually when he is alone in a room.

[danisha-tdh]

What is your favourite Movie?- owo

Hmmm, simple but kinda lot

At first in this generation, Spider verse was amazing when I watch at the theater with my sisters. All the designs characters looks cool though. As soon this movie was already out, all the Internet has been filled with Miguel O' hara (Like a lot ●-●). I'm pretty normal with it, but also I love when I saw Spiderman cosplay back when I go to the convention. There's Spider-noir and Spider-Punk, they're so cool that I wanna take a pic with them. But unfortunately they're gone (darn :'))

Lego movie was a good one as a kid. I used to have a DVD, watching it over and over. It makes me laugh sometimes. But now, I don't usually remember where the DVD went :')

And finally, Wreck it ralph is one the most memorable movie I had. Ralph, Vanellope, and even Turbo. I still remember all of those characters, and yet kinda feel bad for him that he's not appear in this new generation-

*Me, pretend I didn't hear that*

Sometime, I can still hear his voice 😔

Also, Puss in boots: the last wish counted as a good movie anyway- ^^

[helluva-dump]

Villain headcanons I may possibly share soon

So, while I’ve been doing other things and been to hyper fixated on Adam and my oc x canon ship…. And while I don’t really want to get into another fandom discourse, but my post somewhat kind of falls under it (I’m not gonna go depth)

Lately I keep seeing a discourse and war between Stella Stans and Valentino Stans that made me go 🙃🙃🙃

But you know what? Instead of getting into it, I do want to have my own thoughts on them as well as the villains of the Helluverse as a whole.

Please don’t hate me for this, but I actually like Stella and the Vees…. BUT I do have an issue with them coming off too cartoonishly evil. (The Vees I’ll cut slack since we are gonna get more of them in season 2)

I was a bit disappointed with how season 2 depicted Stella very one note since I like to see her side of the story of the arrangement. But I also don’t think she’s this OwO badly misunderstood softgirl baby like her Stans make her out to be. She’s still a classist snobby rich lady that oppressed people, even in season 1 with how she abused that imp and threw at Stolas.

This is also kind of how I feel about Valentino in a way too…. While I do think it’s hilarious he’s a piss baby, I worry about him and the Vees getting a similar treatment to Stella. Like yeah he’s a 🍇ist but people like that can still have depth… I mean look at Griffith from Berserk.

That being said, I actually got inspired by Tik Tok blog that did share so many interesting headcanons for Stella and the Vees. And horror movies like American Psycho was inspiring me ideas for headcanons.

I think a common writing flaw I noticed with both shows is they make abusers so cartoony but not showing the charisma to them. Though we sort of saw that with Mammon and it’s why he’s been a favorite villain of mine so far. Abusers can be charamistic and can be nice it victims, and I wish we saw that with Stella and Val.

Anyways, I had came up with headcanons and my own take on their backstories. (I know I have so much for Vox I wanna share)

But I want to ask… which villain study do you guys want to hear from me first? (btw I’m sorry I don’t have anything for Velvette yet, I promise I’ll get to her soon. I just need to brainstorm more for her )

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H-hello uwu

I saw that you liked my Barry B Benson x reader fic👉👈 made something for u.

"MY SWEET LITTLE FLOWER POLLEN BUZZ BUZZ BUMBLE BEE!" barry called out to you. "Where are thou?"

"In here baby, I'm making us some coffee" you called back from the kitchen. And soon you heard the COMFORTING buzzing of your BOYFRIEND come closer to you

Turning around to admire him, he was leaning against the doorway, a rose in his mouth as he outstretches his hand to you, silently asking you to come dance with him

Of course you take his hand, who would refuse a dance with their BOYFRIEND

"There's no music, you silly little bee"

It's okay babygorl, i'm insane, there is music in my head, now ssshhhh, lets just dance

And dance you did<3

Owo hope you like it<3

Dear my followers,

This is a sincere apology to all of you who had to see thing in your day. As the person who recieved the ask every word made me die on the inside. I hope you all have a great day and forget about this.

Yours trully,

Mimi

[whatididtday]

Sept 16/Saturday

I woke up at 7:30

Had amazing dosas as breakfast and studied

I purchased Scrimba pro subscription so I can study more, I'm giving myself 6 months to get ahead and get a job by the end of six month

Studied for two hours and added it in my calendar

I feel very interested in Front end and I really hope I keep loving it and make a career out of it

Wasn't able to sleep in the afternoon, skin feels itchy - probably because of the swimming and not showering propley after the day before lmao

Didn't feel like going to swimming but cause I pinky promised the kids at the pool I'll go, I went.

I reached the pool at 5:55 ish and got in the pool by 6:00

In fifiten minutes the fourth grader - Di came in the pool and said'' I didn't feel like coming today but as I promised you, I came''.

It was v sweet, she was saying stuff that kids say like counting the laps wrong lmao and clinging on to me. I still tried swimming propley and I did 13 rounds.

Stamina is p low but I swim fast

The second kid, Gi also came soon after and both were pushing me to play with them and not swim

Another kid joined in our smol circle , I didn't get get name propely but I am sure it started with S.

10 mins before 7, three of these kiddos asked me to play with them. Kids really do be playing the weirdest games, they said it's truth and dare but it was not really that xD

The rules were each player will ask five questions, and you'll have to give an answer that's not the truth (?) and do it fast, else you are disqualified.

They asked me the following questions : what's the color of your swimsuit, as it was blue and black, I had to say anything but those colors so I said red.

Then they asked me what's the color of the pool, what's the color of the shirt of the person on the right side out of the pool and when I turned to look they days no no you can't look and tell, you have to guess but if you guess right you are out xD kids be scary

Then they asked me my age xD anf I said 98 and they all gasped and said you are out, you can't tell your age!!! I died laughing, so kids think I'm 98 years old, like oof, I understand they are like 8-10 year old kids but still. Then I started joking that I'm so old like a Granma if I keep playing I might die if exhaustion as I'm 98 years old xD and they were like "no no you are not that old, you are very very young" in an attempt to not hurt my feelings and make me feel included

Kids are sweet, I've been terrified of them cuz they say some nasty stuff and yet are so fragile bit these kids were super sweet and it felt very nice. I never got to play much after I was 8 years old due to my dad getting transferred every three years due to his work, and thus I poured my life into books and school.

Now playing wuth these tiny kids feel like a part of smol me healing as she never got to play like this

I hope it also means that as the days go by I'll keep healing and experience all the happiness and love I've always wanted and needed.

After swimming they waited for me to get changed, I usually do not comb hair after swimming and drying my hair as anyways I'll go home directly and I don't care tbh, but cuz yday the tiny one was like Owo why you no comb hair, I got it and I combed and the tiny one was like wow sis you look very pretty after combing your hair, and looked at me with her wide eyes with so much awe, it made me feel very nice cuz the innocence of a child is unmatched.

Then the second kid Gi and I walked till she reached her home which is stones throw from the pool. On the way home, I saw many frogs and I couldn't help myself but try to catch one like a kid till I saw a group of ladies walking past me and I felt embarrassed and ran back home.

I was v excited to tell someone about this, the swimming pool thing, I knew I was going to video call with my partner at night anyways, but I couldn't wait so I told my mom about it and she laughed and said that kids are attracted towards nice soul, so you should be proud of yourself.

I made tea for myself after that anf I tried to get some study done but I couldn't

I was tired and I just didn't feel like doing anything so I played pogo and texted J (pardner) here and there

Then after dinner, we video called.

I told them the whole story about the swimming pool and they laughed, then they told they'll be staying at their holiday house with their fam tomorow and it made me a bit sad cuz if means tomorrow no videocalls and I feel very upset about being upset and it tbh. I didn't tell them that, I wished to talk longer but it wasn't possible as they were vvv sleepy.

I played Pogo the whole night till 3,then I discovered I got periods uwu.

I assure tons of chips in the sofa downstairs to cope lol.

[the-v-lociraptor]

Now adding, Relationship chart!

Some explanations under the cut

First years:

Adeuce (or in Yuliy's case AC/DC) - the living embodiment of the "WHEN WILL YOU LEARN" vine, UNLESS whatever is happening is funny. Part of the gaggle of "little brothers". Yuliy's very proud of Deuce and his efforts of straightening up his act and thinks that Ace should apply himself more - he isn't stupid, he just needs to put some of that energy to a good use.

Jack - This boy can fit so many headpats on that head! In a way, Jack reminds Yuliy of himself with how caring he is and how conscious he is. Another of the "little brothers". When Yuliy's gone, he trusts that Jack's in charge.

Epel - Country boy, i love youuuuuuu. At first, Yuliy was pretty neutral on Epel. However during the events of Chapter 5, he saw how hard-working Epel was and felt a kindered spirit in him. Yuliy himself had a lot of unlearning to do, and still struggles with his own personality issues. (Don't tell Vil, but he's teaching Epel swearing in bulgarian) Into the little brother pile he goes!

Ortho - Babiest baby brother! Step the fuck aside Idia, Yuliy's stealing this one <333 Jokes aside, Yuliy does care quite a bit for Ortho. Something about him just makes Yuliy unlock that elder brother instinct. Just maybe,,,, ease up on the kaboom lasers when things don't go your way, okay?

Sebek - I'm so sorry, Sebek stans, but Yuliy did not like this child from the get go. At first, he found him only mildly annoying due to his volume, but soon found issue with his opinions on humanity and other stuff. Listen, Yuliy's aware that Sebek's still growing and that his opinions are still geting shaped, buuuut that doesn't mean that one of these days he won't pull the future knight to the Twisted Wonderland's equivalent to a Taco Bell parking lot and let him catch these hands

Second years:

Riddle - Love of his life, light of his soul, Queen to his Jester and so on and so forth (I love him sm owo) Yuliy found Riddle striking from the first moment he saw him. At first, he only saw him as an attractive little thing with a pretty explosive temper (Riddle's tantrums and his banishment of AC/DC caused Yuliy and them to get that close in the first place) but during Riddle's overblot he felt sympathy towards him and vowed to help him with his issues if Riddle would let him. They do alot of emotional growth together, with learning to manage each of their tempers and coming to grips with their struggles - Riddle with his upbringing and Yuliy with his weirdly situational amnesia. Because of that fact, they spent alot of time with each other and and began to care for each other as people, and eventually feelings happened (though AC/DC like to joke that it was "Love at first punch" - Yuliy apologized up, down and sideways for punching Riddle, but at the time that was the only thing he managed to think of) Yuliy asked Riddle out after the VDC after dedicating a song to him while they were taking the stereo systems down. (As per Cater and Kalim's idea)

Ruggie - Yuliy's not that close with Ruggie. Only really crossing paths with him while on Leona business and Yuliy just so happens to be there. Despite that, Yuliy thinks that with a little more time they could actually be pretty decent friends and his balkan upbringing makes him want to coddle and feed the guy stuff because look at how skinny he is!

Azul - Yuliy swears up, down and sideways that he doesn't even KNOW how he and Azul ended up as best friends. He doesn't know. One day he woke up, went to club activities, and ended up with an octopus-charm friendship bracelet (lmao) In all seriousness, everyone (himself included) was surprised he picked the Board Games club as opposed to Light Pop Music club, considering how close he was with Kalim and Cater (and to an extension Lilia) However, Yuliy likes the calmer atmosphere and at first he only joined to chill and to watch the games happening. Soon, however, he discovered he was quite adept with card games and had a scarily good poker face. More often than not, he's there to menacingly glare up at Azul from behind whoever is the new client's shoulder with the words "Do NOT" written in his gaze. The Fish mafia's mildly criminal record dropped by 20% since that day. He does genuinely care for Azul, and admittedly the Octavinelle's housewarden has some great qualities, which is why they (somehow) click

The Leech twins - Oh, boy. (Affectionate) "WHEN WILL YOU LEARN" 2.0. To a lesser extent than AC/DC, Yuliy's there to grab the tweels by the backs of their necks like scruffy kittens. Floyd is easy enough to manage - testing the limits to what Mackerel can negate provides enough enrichment as well as offensive magic training for the eel, they bond over fish puns and Yuliy doesn't mind the squeezing. Jade is less straight-forward, but that doesn't mean that Yuliy cares for him any less. They all bond over caring for Azul, as well as bullying him by getting octopus-flavored things.

Kalim - The gaggle of brothers GROWS! Kalim is a welcome difference in the way most people at NRC operate. He's very honest and open with his feelings, as well as being positive, and that kind of optimism is what Yuliy admires him for. Plus he reminds Yuliy of a pomeranian and he has caught himself thinging about how much he wants to squeeze Kalim's cheeks.

Jamil - Oh boy. (Derogarory) Nope. Nuh uh. No can do. Jamil can be a nice person, and Yuliy does see that he has made some moves to work on his problems. Buuuut, he still doesn't like him. He will be civil, even pleasant, but only for Kalim's sake. Plus it doesn't help that Jamil is kind of hypocritical - not without reason, of course, but that's not an excuse. Maybe in the future they can be acquaintances or closer. Not anytime soon though

Silver - The other best friend. They got introduced to each other accidentally twice - once by Riddle by virtue of Equestrian club while Yuliy came to visit, and the second time by Lilia. Afterwards Yuliy came to see Silver pop up virtually everywhere, snoozing on without a care for the elements, took it upon himself to make sure Silver doesn't get a cold. Silver is Yuliy's swordfighting buddy, and they often discuss stuff while crossing swords. Silver is very wise due to being raised by fae, but he's also pretty naive, and those views made for an interesting perspective as well as interesting opinions. Silver's also the first person (minus AC/DC) that Yuliy told about his feelings for Riddle, and what it means for him. With how close they are, sooner or later Yuliy might mentally classify Silver to his gaggle of brothers.

Third years:

Cater - Cater is a friend of Yuliy's, as well as an unfortunate photographer in the moments Cater decides he wants a full-body shot. Cater's the Gossip King of NRC, and that is a known fact. Yuliy likes to hear the tea, he lives for the tea. Thus, they can be often found gossipping together about this or that. Cater also sniffed out his crush on Riddle like a bloodhound and often gave (admittedly bad, but hilarious) advice about it. Good pal, 10/10, Yuliy just hopes that he'll look inside himself for once and like what he sees there - what he really sees, instead of that mask he wears.

Trey - Ah yes, how do i begin explaining Trey. Yuliy's had alot of experience with Trey by virtue of being one of the only people capable to help around in the Heartslabyul kitchen and not explode something. They often share recipes which often ends up with Yuliy reminiscing of a fractured memory or two, and Trey offering some brotherly advice. They have a good relationship, but still most of their closeness ends up by virtue of the others around them - it's very rare that they can manage to find a common topic. Well, at least the silence is comforting (That and they're both some sort of a shithead)

Leona - Heeeeere, kitty, kitty. Another unexplainable friendship. Although not as close as Azul, Leona is one of Yuliy's friends that he can enjoy a calmer moment with, more often than not either across a chess board, or with some snores beside him. Leona is one of those people that bottle his frustrations until they explode, being snappy and cranky, and Yuliy lets him vent when they both agree that that's what they'll do. All in all, they actually have a pretty healthy friendship.

Vil - They aren't close. That one's a given. However, they aren't quick acquaintances. Instead they dance along the line of being friends and not as close depending on the time of day. Yuliy started out having a crush on the man in the first days of his NRC life, but he quickly got over that. Vil's very knowledgable of things both in and out of NRC, by virtue of being a celebrity, and Yuliy's a surprisingly eager student in the ways of, for example, fashion, with a very definite style. They do have alot of deeper discussions, but what they both agree on is being very casual. Being Vulnerable is not Vil's cup of tea and Yuliy respects that, just as he respects the hustle.

Rook - A facepalm waiting to happen. Rook's very eccentric, almost too much for Yuliy's taste. Still, he can respect comitting to the bit, and he isn't one to rain on one man's parade. The hunter's an enigma and what Yuliy manages to glimpse under the mask only confuses him more. Well, whatever floats his boat?

Idia - Girl help, the blue-haired men are fightinggggg. Okay, Yuliy and Idia were on a steady road of becoming friends - with their shared interest of pop-culture, and their shared affection for Ortho. However. However, that all changed when chapter 6 happened. Once Yuliy found out that Idia took both Grim, and more importantly RIDDLE (and of course Azul and Leona), it was game over. That man snapped. Idia can only be happy that he's as much of a shut-in, because Yuliy swore that the moment he sees him, it's on sight. He might get over it, soon enough, but not right now. Nuh uh, no sir, it's an MMA smackdown in the making.

Malleus - Friendly neighbourhood walking confusion. Yuliy knows Malleus means well. The simple fact that he's willing to give advice even if he doesn't know he's giving it, as well as gushing over his interests show that he's a good guy. Still, he confuses Yuliy so so much. Nice chat though, Tsunotarou, 10/10 would talk to again

Lilia - They're friends...ish? He hopes? Lilia's one of those people that can say the most disturbing shit with a grin, so Yuliy can't be sure how much of what he says is genuine. Still, he can see he's a decent guy from Silver and Kalim and Cater, and that's enough for him right now

*Rammstein blaring in the distance*

Hey, TWST fandom, am i hip with them kids already sahcgfvdv

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Nicknames:

Henchman (Grim) | Cherno (Ace & Deuce)* | Mackerel (Floyd) | Trickster, Monsieur Blanc/Noir (Rook) | Child of Man Fate, Nothingness (Malleus)

*In return he calls Ace & Deuce AC/DC

Bio:

Most would attest that he is a man of few words, though that would not be exactly true. Indeed, he's on the quiet side and often than not relishes in silence, taking to speaking in a whisper that might as well have been a light breeze washing over you, but that's not to say he's meek and to think so would be doing his character a disservice. He strives to be a calming presence, but that is not always the case. There are moments where he seemingly flips a switch and exhibits anger that would put Howswarden Rosehearts to shame and plays up a dangerous persona.

He may be a (mainly) gentle soul, but is not above general fuckery. As any teenager he has a mild case of a rebel phase, however the most he has done is graffiti. The best general descriptor one could give for him is Chaos Enabler, in which case he would join any and all things, if only to satisfy his own amusement as he's a very gossip oriented type of person.

His love language is acts of service, and he would help those he cares about with random tasks ranging from attempting to study with them, bringing them warm clothes and other similar doings. Is that BoyTM you could ask for a painkiller, a pad, or some chocolate.

Additional information:

Dominant hand: Ambidextrous

Pet Peeves: Shoes in the house

Habits: Randomly hums music from his own world (either something by Rammstein/Metallica/other band, or Balkan turbofolk, no in between)

Talent: Punching overblots out of people And making banica and baklava

Background:

A strange boy with fragments of memories and a knack for showing up exactly where he shouldn't. Coming from seemingly nowhere in Twisted Wonderland, yet falling into place as if he belongs there, with only his name and a ring with a black-and-white gem, and two different personalities, that can switch at the drop of a hat, who's to say who Yuliy Chernov really is?

Extras:

Is actually more of a dog person

Can swordfight

Has a RIDICULOUSLY high pain tolerance while in his "Black" persona, to the point of no reaction. "White" Yuliy, however, feels all the pain and is very vocal about it.

Currently doesn't know that he negates magic, he only thinks he got lucky when fighting the overblots

When Ace wants to annoy him, due to Yuliy literally translating to Julius, which is derived from July, he calls him August

Notes:

Yuliy is based on Chernobog (from Fantasia), but with a bit more leaning towards mythology.

In Slavic mythology, Chernobog, the evil "Black" god is in a dyad with Belobog, the good "white" god. In some retellings, they are said to be the two sides of the same deity.

Therefore, we have Black Yuliy and White Yuliy.

-PEACE OUT-

[grievedeeply]

*slams down $20* I love your writing, can I ask for a fluffy oneshot post scooper-michael afton x reader where he comes home after vomiting up ennard and thinks the reader won't love him any more but she cleans him up comforts him OwO

OH MY GOD ANON YOURE A GENUIS!! the physical reaction i had while reading this. you can keep your money my payment is getting to do this incredible request omfg thank you

gn!reader, post-scooping michael

tws: kinda g0r3y because michael is yk.. dead. angst. a lot of self depreciation and mike thinking he isn't worthy. very sad until the end but it's worth it i promise!

always and forever — michael afton

almost a week had passed since you last saw michael.

he was your boyfriend, and the only person you ever truly loved in a romantic sense. sure, there were high school sweethearts, but as soon as he stepped into your life thoughts of anyone else faded and he took over your mind and heart immediately.

you'd been dating for a year, and with michael's new job, he worked nights. much to your dismay, since you had to wake up at 6:00AM to be sure you were awake to greet him when he came home.

though, it had been a few days without him showing up and it worried you.

you were aware of the circumstances he worked under, and the reasons. to put his little sister back together again. it was very vague, but you didn't want to pry or ask any more of him. anything involving his family was a sensitive subject and you knew it pained him to talk about it.

it wasn't uncommon for him to disappear for a day or two, telling you he needed to run an errand and that'd he'd be gone for a few days, but this time was different. he went to work and just.. never came back.

you began to fear for the worst, but you still hope that he would come home. though as the days passed, you became more and more tempted to file a missing persons report, and the first place you would check was his place of employment.

the place always scared you. michael had told you about it a few times and from what he had said it was an unpleasant, uncomfortable place. he had to crawl through the vents to get to other sections of the building. the things that lurked in the shadows there worried you, making you fear for the safety of your boyfriend, but you knew he could handle it. he was strong, he proved that with every day he came home.

he barely got any sleep, even from the first day you moved in together. he has at least 4 locks on the front door of your shared home, and you'd never asked about it. you assumed it was his paranoia that someone was out to get him for what his father had done.

you had begun watching the new episodes of his favorite tv show, 'the immortal and the restless,' to update him on when he got back.

if he ever did.

michael was confused at what had happened to him. he was so close, saving his sister was just out of reach. he was manipulated. no, she was manipulated. elizabeth, his sweet and innocent little sister, manipulated into a monster. he didn't even recognize her anymore.

a few low, but surprisingly loud beeps came from the scooper, and then it hit him. it wasn't painful at first. the feeling of death almost peaceful, until he opened his eyes again, laying on the sidewalk. he recognized his surroundings, but just barely.

he stood up. pain moved through his bones and his joints, and he looked down at his hands. he was purple. he looked down, at his body. more purple.

he wanted to wake up. all of this was just another nightmare.

quickly realizing he was in public in front of a bunch of strangers, he thought of the quickest way home. back home to you.

he cringed at the thought. you'd certainly leave him after seeing him like this. after his body was inhabited by that.. thing. giving a name for it would humanize it. but that thing had his sister, and he wouldn't stop until he was able to free her from it's clutches.

he limped down the road, turning down an alleyway to use the backroads preventing more people from seeing him. his mind lingered on you. he knew you wouldn't love him anymore. he didn't deserve you after this. he never deserved you at all.

he thought back to how you reacted when he told you about his family. his father, the serial killer and child murderer, responsible for all of those deaths at the freddy fazbear's pizza locations. his little brother, who's death he felt guilty for. the guilt often weighed him down, resting on his shoulders and never leaving. and his sister. he was told she disappeared, and he assumed that's all it was. until relatively recently.

you were so kind. you held him when he cried, encouraged him when he was down. you smiled at him, told him that you loved him.

"i will love you, always and forever."

the first time you said that to him was when he told you about his past. he didn't know how to react to it, his body tensing up as you wrapped your arms around his neck, hands tangling in his hair. he froze in your touch, before relaxing, his arms tightly wrapped around your middle.

and he thought about it again.

'i will love you, always and forever.'

he knew you meant it back then, but he didn't think you would anymore. he hadn't even seen himself in a mirror but he knew he was hideous. he knew he was practically just skin and bones now, his hair almost completely gone. he lifted a hand to his cheek.

he didn't know how he was even still alive.

maybe it was for his sister. to truly save her and free her from the hell she'd been trapped in.

maybe it was for you. the one who'd loved him through everything. the person he always knew he could count on. he smiled, thinking of you.

he turned a corner, his shared home with you now in his line of sight. should he even bother coming home? what was there, other than you, that was important to him at all? he thought for a moment. there was nothing.

but then he thought of you. he knew you were worried. you had to be. you worried whenever he went out to the grocery store. he thought about you crying because of his disappearance. he thought about you thinking that he was dead.

he tried to take a breath, and then realized he couldn't.

he looked over to another road. he could turn away now, leaving you without answers forever. he looked back at your home, the one you'd bought together. the one you shared memories in together. he could continue his path and face you, knowing you wouldn't love him anymore.

both were painful options, but he knew he had to see you. he couldn't leave you worried about him for the rest of your life. he knew you were still holding onto hope that he was alive. you always did. whenever some's pet went missing in your neighborhood you always held faith that it would return. he knew you were feeling that way about him.

he was slower now. he didn't walk like a stereotypical zombie that came out of a horror movie. his back still stood up straight. he still had his spine, at least. he hesitated a few times, going back to deliberate his options again and again, too afraid to face you, fearful of what you would think of him.

he passed a dumpster, a large, oversized hoodie sticking out of it. it smelt horrible, but he put it on, desperately trying to cover himself up from the prying eyes of the world. it was simple, a plain, black sweatshirt. no designs, nothing. it wasn't special, and he wasn't either.

after he left, you would surely find someone else. you would move on and forget that you ever dated him in the first place. a pang struck his heart. he didn't want you to leave him. 

he walked up the steps, finally standing at the front door. he looked around. the shutters on the windows, he remembered, you picked out. he shut his eyes. he could turn back now and you would never know he was even there.

he couldn't do that, though. not to you.

he reached into his pocket, bony fingers searching for his keys. he pulled them out, looking down at them. he found the key to the door. it had a cat on it. you picked it out. it's bright, green eyes, stared back at him, and he thought of you.

he thought of all the times you'd been there for him. every time he shed a tear, you were there. every time he woke up from a nightmare, sobbing so hard he couldn't breathe, you were there. you always were.

he put the key in the lot, wiggling it as he turned it so it would work. it didn't sometimes. you'd laugh whenever it failed on him. his hands were shaky as he unlocked the door and it swung open. you were nowhere to be seen, but he was only in the foyer. you weren't going to be standing right in front of the door waiting for his return forever.

he took a step inside. would you even recognize him at all? would you panic at the sight of a walking corpse in your home? the home you once shared with the man you called the love of your life? 'maybe.' he thought. his features were only slightly distorted from the decomposition. he wondered how long it had been since the scooping. he didn't want to think about it, anymore. he shook the thought out of his head, taking another few steps inside.

he turned, looking down the hallway. the hallway led to your shared bedroom and a bathroom, as well as a spare room you'd been using for storage. there were a few things you could never bring yourself to get rid of, and he loved that about you.

sometimes you would joke about that spare room being a child's. a child that you would have with michael. he'd brush away the idea. having a family was never on his mind, too afraid of turning into a spitting image of his father. after all, he already looked almost exactly like him physically. he couldn't become more similar to him than he already was.

michael's search got more frantic, suddenly desperate to see you as his pace quickened. he turned a corner to the living room. then he saw you.

sitting on the couch, watching 'the immortal and the restless'.

his chest suddenly felt heavy. you hated that show, but you watched it so intently, your face glued onto the screen. he could only see the back of your head and he was almost afraid to step into your field of view. you wouldn't love him anymore. he knew it.

you must not have noticed the door open. you were relaxed into the couch. he noticed his favorite drink sitting next to yours on the coffee table. it was untouched, unopened.

you'd been saving it for him, in hopes that he would come home.

he couldn't handle it anymore, and he walked a few paces forwards, body language non threatening. you didn't notice him at first, but you clearly tensed when you did. "who are you?" you asked, your voice shaky as you did so. you leaned against the arm of the couch, as far away from michael as you could be.

he didn't realize he had the hood up on the sweatshirt. he pulled it down, and your face softened. "mikey?" you asked, standing up and taking a few steps towards him.

he felt a twinge in his heart at the nickname. he'd hated it growing up, his father frequently using during his childhood. then he met you, who used it. and he was comfortable hearing it, only if it came from your lips.

he didn't even look up at you. he didn't want you to see him like this. you took another step forward, almost falling into his arms, "oh, mikey.." you muttered into the sweatshirt, your voice muffled but just loud enough to where he could hear you. he was weak, his muscles withering away. "i was so worried about you.." you spoke, more to yourself than to him.

his arms hung at his sides, too shocked to move. he thought you wouldn't love him anymore, but here you were, holding him as if nothing had changed. "you.. you still love me?" he croaked out. he hadn't spoken since the scooping.

"of course i do. i could never stop loving you." you said, pulling away from the hug. he finally made eye contact with you, and you smiled. you lifted a hand to his cheek. your touch was so warm. he hadn't realized how cold he'd been feeling until he felt your hand on his skin.

"what happened to you..?" you asked, letting yourself examine all of his features. michael still looked like him, the same man you woke up to see every day, albeit his skin was more gray now than before. his eyes were sunken in and his cheekbones hollowed out. you were worried about him standing, worried that his bones would give out.

he didn't answer, and you didn't care. he could talk about it when he was ready, the only thing that truly mattered was that he was back at home with you, and safe. you grabbed his hand, leading him to the couch. he sat down, and you followed.

he was truly so tiny. his height still remained the same, but he was noticeably smaller. you wanted to hug him so much tighter, but you didn't want to hurt him. "i missed you." you mumbled. it was so quiet you swore you'd be able to hear a pin drop.

you couldn't help but notice that the only breathing you were hearing was yours.

was michael.. dead? it seemed impossible, but knowing what he worked with, it wouldn't be out of the realm of possibility. you didn't care. he was here, alive, in some way, and sitting right next to you.

you laid down on the couch, your arms extended out to him. he had a sad expression on his face. he noticed your gesture and moved closer to you, laying his head down on your chest.

he could hear how fast your heart was beating. did you really miss him that much? he noticed the huge smile on your face as soon as you realized it was him. he didn't think he had this much of an affect on you.

the episode of 'the immortal and the restless' continued on, but he couldn't even focus on it. he couldn't believe he was here with you again, curled up in your arms. he knew you could sense whenever something was bothering him, and the way you reacted was exactly what he needed.

"you still love me?" he asked again, his voice splitting the silence.

"i will love you. always and forever."

he looked up at you, and you looked down at him, your head angled in a way that looked incredibly uncomfortable but it didn't seem like you minded at all, your brain too focused on the man you loved.

"no matter what, okay? nothing is separating the two of us." you chuckled, running a hand through his hair. when you pulled your hand away, a few strands were stuck in between your fingers.

he relaxed. he loved whenever you played with his hair.

"always and forever?"

"always and forever."

[the-scythes-pen]

Their Dirty Secrets is amazing! I love it! ❤

Ya got any dirty secrets for our local himbo Diavolo?

Also, the mirror thing with Lucifer, and the collar with Satan... uwu

Thank you for the feast!

OwO senpai noticed me- ahem.

I was planning on writing some for the dateables soon, but I can definitely write Diavolo now... ;)

Warnings: noncon, somnophilia, memory play(?)

Diavolo is no stranger to pleasing himself, or taking a succubus or two....

However, he's found that as he got older, he no longer cared enough to indulge himself

That was of course, until he saw you in that tight little RAD uniform, skirt almost too short on you....

It didn't affect him much at first, but as the year went on and he got to know you more...

Well, he started thinking about you more and more... looking at pictures of you taken by the RAD newspaper, or pictures posted on Devilgram....

At first, this was enough for him. He was ok just longingly looking at you... but his body wanted more.

Soon, he was imagining himself cumming all over your face, D.D.D in hand as he pumps himself with the other. But even this wasn't enough, eventually. And this is when he seeks out Asmo.

Not even Barbatos knows whats going on. This is a secret between him and Asmo- one that Asmo is soon going to forget.

Asmo easily agrees to "hook" the prince up, using his magic to make you unbearably horny, while Diavolo ensures you'll be busy all day long helping him with various tasks...

The prince indulges in your aroused scent, and enjoys the teasing touches he can sneak while you're distracted.

As night falls, he lets you stay over at the castle- because suddenly you feel too exhausted to go back home. Diavolo makes sure you'll be sleeping for a long time- more like in a coma rather then sleep, and only he can wake you from it.

And with some lingerie that the prince had picked out (with help from Asmo), he uses his own magic to slip it on you, and he takes a few moments to appreciate your bare body, clad only in the quite revealing red and gold lingerie fit for his princess.

He can't help but admire you, his hands skimming over every inch of skin to memorize you completely, his fingers slipping past your soaked folds to memorize your insides as well.

Thanks to Asmo's magic, you're more then prepared to take him right off the bat- and Diavolo wastes no time sliding his cock deep within you, and ravaging you until he's pumped you full of seed multiple times over.

Oh, but thats not all. He can't help himself- he spurts load after load onto your body, covering you in thick, creamy cum. His cum. And oh, he couldn't be happier. He takes a few pics with his D.D.D before lovingly cleaning you up, and returning you to how you once were.

Of course, this is only the first time he takes you- there are a few... other times, where he invites you over to the castle and, oddly enough, a few hours of your time there are missing from your memories. Walking back home, you find your hips are sore and you feel oddly empty....

And, to top it all off, ever since you started regularly visiting the prince, occasionally you'll come home to find a box placed in the center of your bed. Opening it reveals beautiful, elegant, comfortable underwear- anything from bras to panties to full lingerie sets. You assume it's from Asmo, but why he was giving this to you in secret, you had no clue.... also, was it just you, or was all your old underwear starting to go missing?