#but i love ridiculous and fun asks! xD

[doublejango]

Any tips regarding cloacas? Given your experience in the matter?

Biltz blinked and actually looked up from his notebook, where he had been scribbling down the next chapter of his epic Goetian Royalty fanfic, As the Egg Turns.

"Wh... oh. Uh. I mean. Basically you just, you know. Treat them like any other genitals. First off, just ask how the person with the cloaca wants to be touched? If you're lucky, they'll know and feel comfortable and confident enough to tell you, and then you got it fuckin' made, all you need to do is be a good listener and follow directions.

"But obviously, not everyone is up for talking about what they want done in bed. Some people are fuckin' shy, or inexperienced, and there's nothing wrong with that. You just go slow and like, experiment. I mostly use my tail and my lips, unless I got my glove with me--it's a uh, custom-made silicone glove to fit this." He flexed his overly muscular hand and forearm. "Got some good claw-covers inside it, so I won't scratch them up, and it feels like skin on the outside. But if I don't have that, I don't use my claws, cause the uh, skin? Can be kind of delicate. And even if St--if uh, cloaca havers, don't get hurt easy? You never wanna assume it's okay to hurt someone in bed, or that they're tough enough to not get cut up by your claws.

"If you're not sure what to do with the person you're fucking, ask them. Experiment. And if neither of you know what to do? Remind yourself, people have been doing this shit since the dawn of time. Or, I guess, if angels are horny, probably before that? Don't sweat it. Go slow. Watch your partner for their reactions. And respect whatever feedback they like, give you, you know?

"Anyway, listen fuckface, I got a hot steamy Goetian orgy to get back to and people getting all up on my case for not updating this fic enough. Get outta my office!"

[sweetheartmotives]

I saw your request to the void for story requests! Here I am to oblige, if you'd so please.

Would you be down to write about a Yandere!Prince, who falls in love with a low tier noble. Just the idea of going to a party to for our coming of age, expecting nothing given how low your family is in status, only for the crown prince to fall in love at first sight!

Or something like that xD. Hope you are taking care!

-🌟

𓆩:*¨༺✧♛ Yandere prince ♛ ✧༻¨*:𓆪

Desc and possible Cw: Yandere themes, reader is tired of everything and everyone, reader is a lil hater, the prince is an egotistical jerk [what did we expect], and probably some wrong info about the medieval times. [Please forgive me if anything is wrong, I'm a bit misinformed.]

Let me know if I missed any!

As a low-tier noble, you never expected to be invited to a royal party, let alone the coming-of-age celebration hosted by the crown prince himself. Your mother had insisted on dressing you in some of your grandparents' old clothes, which may not be as elegant as what the other guests will be wearing, but they'll do. Nervous knots twist in your stomach as you prepare to attend the kingdom's most exclusive event. Would the prince even notice you? Let's be serious: even though your mother had you bathe three times in a row, sewed your grandparent's old clothing to make it look presentable, and did your hair in a nice way, you still wouldn't be noticed. After finishing getting ready, your mother added some finishing touches and sent you off to the party.

As you walk toward the kingdom, the cold winter air blows past you, causing you to shiver and pout. This is total bullshit. Why did the prince decide to hold his coming-of-age party in the winter? This is bullshit! BULLSHITTT!!!! As you internally cuss out the prince and his parents, you enter through the kingdom's gates and into the castle, where beautiful women and handsome men make their way to the ballroom to meet the prince. You scoff quietly and follow behind the crowd, heading toward the ballroom.

As soon as you and the crowd enter, the sparkling chandelier springs to life and lights the entire room with a powerful glow that nearly blinds you. And now that I mention blinding, the light shining off the gold vases and wall decor is so darn bright it's burning your eyes! Damn this place! You squint and focus your eyes on the dramatic prince on his father's throne, cross-legged. What a prick! First, he hosts this stupid party in the middle of winter, aka the time when the weather is the coldest it's ever been, then he turns on that bright ass chandelier that nearly blinded you all, and now he has the audacity to act like he's above all of you? I mean, he is royalty, so technically, yeah, he is, but still! What a jackass! You scowl and stand behind the beautiful women in big, puffy dresses. They'll cover you nicely with those giant dresses; btw, they do look super nice, so you might compliment them later.

The prince clears his throat and stands up, placing a hand on his chest while the other sneaks its way behind his back. “I welcome you all to my ceremony; today we are celebrating me, of course, and since I'm the most important individual here, it's quite obvious I'm the one who is getting celebrated.” The prince said it very smugly as he smirked and waved his hand around as he spoke. “I invited some men here since I don't want any of you ladies to go home tonight feeling disappointed, so have fun mingling about! Now, we will begin dancing in 3, 2, and 1.” The prince steps down from the throne and snaps for a butler to turn on the music. Just as soon as he [the prince] snaps, a butler turns on music. The crowd claps and begins to spread around the ballroom. Some women try to ask politely for a dance with the prince, and some men ask a few women around to dance. This is truly ridiculous. To you, of course.

You sigh and make your way through the crowded room, aiming for a nearby balcony to hide away until the party is over. Everyone knows that the prince is an egotistical jerk, but no one has ever said anything because of the fear of getting executed or something like that. You don't know, and you don't care; you just want to leave. I mean, you could leave, but you'd be reprimanded by your mother for leaving the prince's ‘ceremony’, if you could call it that. It's more of a show-off party for the sake of boosting the prince's ego. It's bad enough that he's a jerk, but he's a jerk with an ego as big as a windmill.

Unknown to you, the prince has already got his eyes set on someone. You!

After a while of leaning on the balcony and staring off into the nearby scenery, someone comes beside you. You feel an arm against yours, and you turn your head to look at the person—it's the prince! You give him a mean, judgy look in hopes he'll find you unappealing and go away. He only smirks in return and opens his mouth to speak. “What are you doing out here? You should be out there celebrating me with the others.” He says smoothly, his tone of smugness never leaving for a second. You roll your eyes and look at him. “I'm out here because I want to be out here," you say plainly, still praying, no, hoping that your attitude will drive him away. The prince chuckles and rests his elbow on the balcony's railing, placing his head in his hand. “Seriously? Why? Don't you like celebrating the one who's your soon to be king?” He replies, smiling smugly as he chuckles even more. You scoff and look away from him, deciding to ignore him.

The prince, after 30 seconds of silence, smiles even more and snaps his fingers in your face. “Hey, you shouldn't ignore your higher-ups. It's impolite.” He smirks and giggles. You give him a confused look as you judgely look him up and down. The prince laughs and throws his head back. “What? Why are you looking at me like that?” He says in between laughs, clearly finding your judgmental look funny. “Because you're annoying.” You reply harshly, not holding back your annoyance, even though the person you're talking to is royalty. He laughs even harder and smacks the balcony rail in amusement. “Wow, so mean~ you're even more than looks! I think I love you already.” He smirks and giggles even more. You deadpan. Excuse him? Did he just say he loved you? You blink in surprise for a few seconds before scowling and giving him another judgmental look. He laughs even harder at this and takes a few minutes to catch his breath from all the one-sided laughter. After that, the entire night [the rest of the party] is just you and him, him laughing his ass off while you scowl and keep giving him those amusing judgmental looks.

From the looks of it, I guess he's already decided who his future spouse is.

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Welcome to the end credits! This is where I will give information on my new or previous yans!

The prince is bisexual! He just needed an excuse to invite men so he could take a look at his options in both categories.

Hello 🌟 anon! Thanks for requesting, this was super fun to write, and it was probably the fastest fic I've ever written, haha! I hope you and everyone else are doing well! I hope you enjoyed reading as I enjoyed writing! (^ω^)

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[candychasse]

Hiii! I asked this question on the ‘Osana’ Reddit and you said you had more, SOOOO: What are all of your headcanons for the Male Rivals?? General Headcanons pretty pretty please :3

Haiii! Good to see you on here ^w^ & ofc!

(Also ignore the fact half of them don't get fun pictures or a gif I'm posting from the app lol xD)

General Male Rivals Head cannons!

Osano Najime

He is stupidly good at playground games (like rock paper scissors, go fish, etc) to the point where nobody wanted to play with him as a kid because they knew he'd win.

Favorite Pixar movie is inside out.

He actually is really good friends with Hanako. They both spend a ridiculous amount of money on blind bags together. And whenever Osano goes to the store he keeps an eye out for ones Hanako would like.

And Hanako has made him a friendship bracelet, which Osano being the tsundere he is, promptly pretended to hate it but still wears it as an anklet to this day.

Has helped organize fund raisers for local animal shelters and veterinary emergency rooms.

I feel like he has contact lenses and wore glasses in middle school. Whenever he's doing his judgemental stare his friends if he's put his contacts in that day.

He gets really into decorating and customizing his phone, like changes his whole layout, stick, phone charms, pop socket, app overlays, wallpaper, depending on what season it is.

Reads shojo manga but pretends to hate it.

^ his favorite is fruits basket

Amao Odayaka

One time he was at his great grandma's house making sourdough bread, and he accidentally slammed it on the old wooden counter so hard that he made a hole which the dough fell through to the cabinet shelf below. So not only did he break a counter he also had to scrap the whole batch. That memory haunts him and keeps him up at night.

Impulsively buys every apron he sees. He has a whole section of his closet purely dedicated to aprons.

Favorite movie is ratatouille, naturally.

He is uh, a little dense when it comes to social cues. He's nice don't get me wrong, just he isn't very good at getting sarcasm.

His favorite deserts to make are macarons and pound cake.

He has a love-hate relationship with the Gordon Ramsay show 'Hell's Kitchen' because he gets ridiculously mad at the condition the kitchens are always in. But he loves seeing the before and afters.

He runs the cooking club like a pirate ship tbh, he usually has to break up fights between the members. Except for Saki because she minds her own beeswax.

Kizano Sunobu

He has played many, many, roles in theater such as: The Wicked Stepmother From Cinderella, The Phantom of the opera, The Rat King, King George the third in Hamilton, and many more.

He can sing quite well, and took gymnastics lessons as a child so he could very much be considered a quadruple threat. (Singing, Acting, Dancing, and Acrobatics.)

Went to a preforming arts high school, but due to his family moving he had to transfer to Akademi.

His favorite animated movies are Leap! And Anastasia. Although he does have a love for old Disney aesthetics.

He has quite sensitive skin, being allergic to glycerin, so he has to be very particular about what products he buys.

Kizano plans on becoming a Broadway actor once he graduates, and because of that he is fluent in both Japanese and english, and is working on learning Spanish.

He really appreciates the club members who are stage hands, always making sure to thank them after every show.

While he is cocky, egotistical, and down right self centered at times, he does truly appreciate his club members.

He has some, interesting opinions on the other club leaders...

He likes and appreciates Amao, mainly because they both have an unyielding passion for their respective fields.

He hates and despises Asuo, because he finds him too relaxed and annoyingly positive.

He in fact does not know Oko exists.

Oko Ruto

Is very good at sewing due in part to the fact he likes to replace the button hole embroidery on his white shirts to a beige tone and the buttons to match his eyes, making it look like his buttons are eyeballs. Also because sewing comes in handy for occult/supernatural shenanigans.

Likes to visit graveyards to see if there's any intriguing tomb stones. Like funny last words, statues of the dead, intriguing ways a person died, ect.

^ he is very respectful though, only really approaching graves that are particularly old.

The occult club does more than just stalking students and summoning demons. they also practice ways to tell the future, speak to ghosts, birth chart and palm readings, and alien investigation night. (Held every other Tuesday.)

He watches BuzzFeed unsolved supernatural. Because weirdly enough true crime gives him the creeps but not ghosts and ghouls.

His favorite animated movies are, Spirited Away, Alice in wonderland, and Paranorman.

His father was a paranormal investigator, but has major Dale Gribble vibes so safe to say he runs an occult goods shop with tarot cards, oujia boards, future reading tea and eggs, and more now after being 'encouraged to retire'.

His mother is a practicing psychic who was actually brought in to help solve the murders at Akademi. She now runs an in store future reading service. Personality wise she's very much so like Jessica Rabbit, sweet charming, and a showman at heart.

Asuo Rito

This man seems like a golden retriever and he is, but sweet Lord does he not actually process his emotions. Everytime he gets upset over something he just throws himself further into training regiments.

Has like seven dogs currently and overall in his life he's had twenty.

Enjoys all sports but knows he should be focusing on just one, but he just can't pick. He enjoys track and field best, but that could just because that's what he wins the most medals for....

Took one martial arts lesson when he was ten and Budo accidentally broke his nose. Swore off martials arts ever since.

Speaking of which, childhood friends with Budo, although at first they didn't like each other because they were on opposing soccer teams.

He in fact does not know Kizano has one sided beef with him. He thinks of all the club leaders as his friends, except Kaga, he finds him creepy.

Favorite animated movie is the Incredibles.

Man is his and his teams own cheerleader, doing full on chants and cartwheels at swim meets.

^ has accidentally cartwheeled into the pool, DURING A RACE.

Mujo Kano

This man would make a better mortician than a nurse! He always gets hung up on fixing patients hair rather than filling out important paperwork.

Studying to be a pediatrician, specifically specializing in infants.

Has an unhealthy build a bear problem. He builds a bear every week and they have invaded his couch, bed, and shelves.

He is a walking disaster. Someone save him.

Osoro Shidesu

Chain smoker, no further elaboration.

He's weirdly stoic, like definitely not a party person, despite being a delinquent hooligan he reminds sorta like an old timey knight.

Rbf to the max, man came into this world with a scowl. There's not a single picture of him in his childhood where he doesn't look like a hell spawn.

Good at cooking in the same way a shady Denny's chef is good at cooking. Like cigarette in hand, cussing under his breath, while making the best funfeitti pancakes known to man.

It brings joy to his grinchy little soul to see a slug bug. Like in ironically giggles when he sees one.

Also thinks clowns are hilarious. In another life he'd be a shady circus owner.

He either has the cutest softest smile known to man, or the creepiest smirk ever.

Favorite animated movie, Up and lady and the tramp.

At his core he does believe in fairness. If a guy is harassing a waitress he won't hesitate to take him outside iykyk.

Hanako Yamada

Has gotten his arm stuck in an arcade machine after trying to just grab the plushie he wanted. The fire station was called and had to help get him out.

Wears keychains on his belt loops of his favorite characters like Keroppi, Hello Kitty and Mimi, and Happy from fairy tail.

Is actually not that social around those he doesn't know, personally I like to think he has some form of social anxiety which prevents from getting close to many people.

The reason why he dresses so cutely is that he figured that even if people stared at him, at least he'd know why rather than just being clueless.

Favorite animated movie is the toy story saga which he cries to every time he rewatches.

Really enjoys playing matchmaker with people he knows, for example in middle school he introduced his aunt to his homeroom teacher, leading for them to get married three years later.

Loves playing animal Crossing (and spending a ridiculous amount on leaf tickets in pocket camp)

Has an absurd amount of plushies, except he does know how to stack them properly to make it seem like he only has a few.

Is studying to be an architect or interior designer, he hasn't quite decided yet but he hopes to someday make homes that'll reflect his clients essence.

Has two pet hamsters, Hamtaro and Hamantha.

Megamo Saikou

Denser than cement when it comes to how much things cost. Not like business expenses because he's been trained for that, but he does think a loaf of bread costs twenty bucks.

Was a premature baby and had a heart problem causing him to be rushed into surgery nearly immediately after being born.

Would be studying to be a brain surgeon if he wasn't set in stone to inherit the company.

Actually rather appreciates the arts, such as art galleries and musical theater.

Favorite animated movie is sleeping beauty.

Likes to people watch, he finds it amusing to see how others live.

Is a horrible cook, like cannot make box Mac n cheese.

[flymetosnarryland]

My Snarry WIPs' list.

I would like to share something. My Snarry WIPs' list, yup. Why? I always felt weird writing about myself and stuff I do, but I'm processing changes and thought I can share not only art, lol.

How many project are you working on? I'll dive into couple of mine:

Date with a Star - a Post-War romantic comedy. Harry is in love with Severus, Severus secretly loves Harry. Both are too scared to say what they feel to not lose their friendship. A friend in need asks Harry for help and this is where the wild ride with dumb dating TV-show starts. Especially because Harry don't know that the same friend-in-need blackmailed Severus to get him into the same show too. This is actually a second Snarry fic I ever started to write, inspired by dating TV-show from 1992. I remember that when the idea for this one hit me, I was laughing for a good hour (that TV-show was absolutely ridiculous). And I still feel a pinch of positive embarrassment when think about what's going on there. In fact this story made me want to learn how to translate my wiritngs into English. It's half written and translated too. I really have to finish second part.

Infraction - my first monster fic. My baby. Crime (serial killer), slow burn, Muggle AU featuring Marauders and Death Eaters, political sheananigans and Severus' old flame. I have entire story written out from beginning to the end. What's more... with an ending that allows me to dive into second book (I'm excited lika a child) including the initial idea for it, ahh. Every time I think about Infraction, I feel butterflies in my stomach and a tear comes to my eye, damn. However, the entire project requires a huge amount of work. And a few modifications that I finally have to do to complete the first stage. It's not simple, though. I regret a bit that I released the cover, prologue and first chapter. I was prematurely carried away by the joy of creation, but that's okay. Going to fix it all in time.

In the Moonlight - working title. Something I planned to write for last year's Snarry AUctoberfest, but the beast got bigger, lol. Crime (kidnapping), Muggle AU - my great weakness and, most importantly, inspired by the movie Bodyguard (the one with Whitney Huston). Much like Infraction, this fic is fully planned and scripted. I can't believe I managed to do it. I wrote 1/4 of the whole thing and even have the lyrics of original song that Harry dedicates to Severus, although I don't know anything about music at all (an elephant stepped on my ear).

In between - a drawing series. Harry and Severus in a cute/fluff version. Post-War and happy life, because that's what they deserve!

First time - Drama/Romance, Muggle AU (gosh, yeah, again!). This is a project I want to do 50/50 as a fic/comic. A few works and dirty sketches have already landed here. I have a little dream of writing something that includes e-mails/text messages. In general, a romance that started online. Aren't Harry and Severus purfect for this? (Plus doing art in colour for this project was a test I wanted to start before 3B.)

3B - a Vampire fic, yessss. Can you believe that once I said, I'll never ever write or do anything connected to vampires? Hehe, now I'm in the middle of it, fully commited and over the moon. A bit dark/angsty story with a bonus: illustrations. Crime (more like, cri-me a river, lol; I mean, again? Yup xD), Post-War, a few intrigues, even a SnarryWedding o_0 gosh. That is another thing I said: "No, that's not going to happen." I guess, I fell on my head since now I do everything I promised to myself not to. But it's fun. And bloody, mhaha. I also created my own Vampire Villains and I kinda fell in love with them. Going to sneak into this fic a bit of blood magic mechanics that I created for my fantasy book, too. The picture at the top is one version of the cover sketches ɷ◡ɷ

Adrenaline - working title. Post-War/Drama/Romance and slow burn, a bit of Hogwarts, a bit of Quidditch and for a change Severus will have to show that he wants something more. I mean, I always writing/thinking about Harry chasing Severus. So here the dynamic will change a little. Can't wait for it! The idea for this one was accidentaly born last week and I can't stop it anymore. The inspiration comes from the cover art for Witch Weekly that I did, lol. I had no idea that at the stage of brainstorming, it would turn into another monster. It supposed to be a short story, but, apparently, I'm not good at short stories and it's time to come to terms with it xD I won't cry either because I like Harry and Severus pairing up in different ways/AU's, hehe. And most importantly - creating all these things, even if they don't fully see the world outside my drawer, still gives me great joy!

[cuubism]

Hi, may I ask about the bachelor au please and thank you:3

omg yes. i made a post once about how unhinged a dreamling Bachelor au would be, and then i actually started writing it XD

it's a bit messy/unformatted right now, because it's a sort of outsider POV structure where it alternates between scenes from the TV show and chat commentary from the internet fandom who are watching 😂 hopefully one day I'll actually write all of it

A scene from probably the last/second-to-last episode of the season. The final two "contestants" in the show were Hob (who Morpheus keeps insisting he doesn't have feelings for despite everything he does proving otherwise) and Thessaly.

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Morpheus leans on the railing, hunched in on himself. Rain pelts down onto his head, flattening his hair and soaking his clothes. Hob steps out through the sliding door, heedless of the rain, to stand beside him, and rests a hand on Morpheus’s back. Hob: Didn’t work out, then? His voice is softer than usual, almost inaudible over the rain. Not playful, or teasing, as it so often is with Morpheus, it’s just… gentle. Morpheus: She… decided… that she no longer loved me. Hob: Poor darling. Again, it’s not teasing, only a bit… sad. Morpheus: I suppose this means that you win. Hob: Yup. Morpheus curls into him, pressing his face into Hob’s chest with a sob. Hob catches him, wraps his arms around his shoulders, and holds him tight. Hob presses a kiss into his hair. Low enough that it’s clearly intended not to be picked up by the mics, he says— Hob: It’s alright, baby. It’s okay, it’s okay— —as Morpheus keeps crying.

INTERVIEW — HOB Hob’s expression is lacking its usual cheer and mischief. His hair is still wet, as though he’s only recently come in out of the rain. Hob: So I guess I won? Interviewer: You don’t sound happy about it. It takes a moment for Hob to respond. He bites his lip in thought, then sighs. Hob: I— it was just supposed to be a game. I thought— I thought we felt the same way about it, I thought— I didn’t even care if I won at first? So it was just for fun, just this totally ridiculous nightmare of a— He scrubs a hand over his face, messing up his hair. Hob: Seeing Dream like that, I didn’t realize, I didn’t realize what it— Interviewer: ‘Dream’? Hob: Hm? Interviewer: You called him Dream. Hob: Did I?

[tamelee]

i just saw a posts about novels that went like

sarada told sasuke he has lipstick stain, sasuke tries to wipes it off and she says he doesn't have one and sakura doesn't wear lipstick.

how do they defend this novels with their lives? it confirms sasuke never kisses sakura and doesn't know if she wears lipstick or not and kisses someone else who wears lipstick. it also confirms naruto likes to wear lipstick XD.

Please. These novels are ridiculous. Kishimoto already confirmed they’ve never kissed in Gaiden. Twice. 

(* something nicer = meant the forehead poke)

Though I wouldn't believe anyone if they said they actually like these novels, because the story (or lack thereof) is complete shit, but it’s fine if they do. A good story isn't the intention unfortunately. I genuinely wish that people understood what exactly it is they are defending. I’m writing a post for someone who asked something regarding canon, but I need to take brakes from it because it pisses me off that this happens constantly to franchises— not just Naruto. 

And in this case it’s even worse, or perhaps it’s just a prime example, because Jun Esaka (writer for some of these novels) made such a fool of herself on twt by making it all too obvious what her intentions were by writing them. (If it wasn’t already obvious.) First, when people pointed out the many flaws, she admitted that it’s “just her story” and “just her interpretation” (she had only read 'Naruto' for the first time a few months before that), but when other ss-shippers started to defend her and said she was a better writer than Kishimoto (as there’s 0 love between SS when he writes), she basked in that glory and went along with it. Even to the point that she completely disrespected Kishimoto, the story, the craft, openly made fun of other characters (mostly Hinata) and ships like NH and demanded her other novels to be animated as well. It’s unprofessional af. And then when fans asked her for a nsfw novel for SS she agreed and told them to harass the company about it. (She didn’t say ‘harass’ exactly, but come on you can’t be that dense given their reputation with staff.)

What are they defending? 

How can you defend anything when the motive is so obviously just personal bias/gain and/or financial profit to a company where both in this case don’t give a shit about the original story. It's not about shipping though, it happens all the damn time to all my favorite franchises and I'm genuinely sick of it. And it's not even about a writer writing about what they want either because I already expected that, but Esaka did her absolute best to try and disprove the bond between Naruto and Sasuke and change narratives completely even for individual cases for the sake of telling her "story". SNS-moments weren’t romantic to her and she quite literally made fun of it by copying them in her story to point out its "irrelevance", but give them to her het-ship and now all of a sudden it is romantic???? She basically calls Kishimoto a liar because ‘Sasuke Retsuden’ in particular is a direct response to ‘Gaiden’ (made by Kishimoto). She blatantly tried to disprove anything he said and indicated about her ship. She wrote about characters that, yes, have the same name as those in ‘Naruto’, but are so out of character it hurts. It took me months to recover my lost braincells. 

I don't think my post about it is still up, but to name a few things in that novel if you're interested: Sasuke resents Naruto and his test-tube daughter because he’d rather travel with Sakura, his wife whom he loves so much. But he has to do stuff just because Hokage Naruto said so and his daughter wants to stay in Konoha so he has no choice but to comply. Being apart from his wife-(did we mention he loves her so much? because he does. so much.)- makes him feel so very lonely and he misses her body so much because he knows it so well. He fails to do anything other than being jealous about the women-deprived prisoners going after the new hot doctor, Sakura, who is his wife btw. that he loves a lot in case you missed it. and he rather stares at trees that remind him of her than helping his friend Naruto who’s apparently dying from his own chakra or whatever kind of bs. Sasuke lets himself be bullied by prison-guards that aren’t even Shinobi, for having long hair and looking like a girl, though Esaka makes sure to mention how so very handsome he is and he looks like a cat. Sasuke loses a battle against an overgrown lizard and tries the same damn jutsu 4 times(!!!!) before realizing it may actually not work, I think because he forgot how to fight, but he can however create anything from ice like Elsa (Frozen), or from dirt like some Gaara-hybrid to make Sakura a ring because he loves her so much ofc… oh and he’s now a healer too. Sasuke sacrifices people’s lives even when it’s not necessary at all bc ig Esaka thinks he's a killer, and also he wouldn’t mind being brought back with Edo Tensei if it means he can stay with Sakura, because fuck everything they’ve been through in the original story, yeah? They also immediately forgive the bad guy cuz he's so relatable even though he just murdered I dunno how many people. SS kiss while an injured Naruto is squished in between them because SS-shippers have some sort of “Naruto has to watch our ship being in love to really make it legit because that’ll learn him for getting in between!”-kink (that's real actually) and according to Esaka, Sasuke is so worried about his daughter and in fact did meet up with them during those 10+ years because he loves them oh-so-much and fuck you Kishimoto that’s why. 

Be so fr right now. It’s such a joke. And these are just the few things on the top of my head that I remembered ;-; ...

Again, what are they defending exactly? It would be nice to just have a genuine fan of the story write an actual story. No other motive other than "I really like the story and would love to explore some options while respecting Kishimoto's work because it'd be fun!" Except, that's unfortunately not very marketable and ffs it's just sad. (I know there's a Kakashi version and I personally really want to know more about his role as Hokage and what he's done etc, but alas.)

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Lute: “Wait- your new name Vesper isn’t in DEFIANCE of your Morningstar hell family, but a MIRROR of it???”

Vesper Bill: (cocking the gun full of heavenly bullets that their uncle Pentious made for them)

Vesper Bill: “Always was.”

Vesper Bill: (shoots Lute’s halo off her head instead of killing her) (like mother like child)

XD this is so dumb i love

behold my version of the chaggie spear baby's full character profile!

NAME: (redacted)bil(redacted)s Morningstar -> Vesper Bill, one word, not ‘Vesper’ or ‘Bill, always ‘Vesper Bill’.

NATURE: Weapon-born demonic Exorcist angel. Mortal. Slow aging.

OCCUPATION: Overlord, supplier for Rosie’s Emporium and Carmilla Carmine’s weapons business, Exorcist slayer and rehabilitator, cowboy grim reaper cosplayer, garden weeder.     

TERRITORY: Hell’s first community garden.

THEIR “THING”: Soul savings accounts and debt forgiveness programs. Killing murderous Exorcists.   - Entrust your soul to them so you can’t be tempted / pressured into selling it to anyone else. They’ll give it back if you ask, but you do have to ask first, and they’re usually good at figuring out some other way of getting what you want.  - Checks in with other overlords to see which sinners owe stuff and pays the debt / kills / scares off the overlord if they can. Then gives an accidentally terrifying visit to the former indebted sinner so they can say their favorite line of: “I’m Vesper Bill, and yours is due…. Never. It’s been paid off. Congrats.” (hands over a flyer about their moms' Hazbin Hotel)   - Their less favorite line is when they only say the first part of the above, right before killing an Exorcist. All resulting bodies are sold to Rosie, the weapons to Carmilla, and the funds go towards the community garden.

RELATIONS: Their moms run a struggling hotel business, all the live-guests of which are their uncles/aunts/grandpa.

ENEMIES: Most of heaven and a good part of hell. Their full birth name. Flower pollen. Mint.

STRUGGLES: - “It’s not a phase, moms.” (about their goth cowboy theme) – (tips hat at a lady) (walks into car bc they weren’t watching where they were going) – (coughing and sneezing and voice often sounds rough and terrifying bc they have allergies but won’t stop weeding in the garden) - Having tiny stubby demon horns that won’t grow bigger (covers with hat) (hat was a gift and orinially came from Earth) – keeping their demon tail under control (hides it under their coat).

LOVES: - Their moms, the princess of hell and her former Exorcist angel girlfriend. - The hazbin hotel family crew. - Gardening. - Cowboy stuff. - Being annoying to heaven. - Women who could vaporize them physically or emotionally with a smile or a knife either way.

PROUDEST MOMENT: Successfully infiltrating heaven, tricking Lute with a pretend hatred of their moms, wrecking shit, getting a weapon’s upgrade from their uncle, and leading a handful of now former Exorcists back down to hell with them on the way out.

POWERS: - Angelic resilience. - Demonic strength. - Summoning or banishing anyone who’s soul they have in trust, from or to the place of their choice (within the Pride Ring) (mostly used as taxi service). - Skilled at cutting weeds and brush with a scythe. - Good dancer. - Responsible gun owner and operator. - Kids love them.    

Trivia: Got into their cowboy phase after a brief one-time visit to Earth where they played guardian angel for an actual cowgirl for a day. Thinks about her a lot. Ready to go be a nuisance to Heaven again if she ends up there and wants company- is also trying to grow her favorite flowers down here in Hell, just in case. (also puts on red cheek spots makeup everyday, bc they are Charlie's kid too and PROUD of it)

and that's it, that's my take on the chaggie spear baby idea thing, all grown up!

it's ridiculous. i had so much FUN with it

[lionlena]

1. New job, new problems... (PedroPascalxreader) - one shot

Ok, so here's the first one shot of: one shots week. As I wrote, I was inspired by my problems, but don't take everything literally, because of course I changed some things, but generally yes, my new co-workers are mean bitches. But I've come to terms with it. At least instead of talking to them, I write ff xD

Summary: co-workers at your new job treat you badly. You try to hide it from your boyfriend, but even from a distance Pedro senses that something is wrong.

Warnings: little sad but later fluff and loving, caring Pedro

This can be considered as a continuation: ♡Just let it go…

You were happy when you got a new job where you made more money. No matter how many times Pedro told that you could have his money. You felt bad about it and wanted to prove to him that you weren't with him for the money.

However, you soon found out that your new job was a nightmare. And it wasn't the job itself, because it was easy and fun for you. Your co-workers were the problem. You ended up in a three-person team consisting of all women, and you felt their hostility from the very beginning. They had trouble giving you the simplest of information, like where the bathroom is. They responded with annoyance to your every question. But you thought they'd get used to you over time. You were polite and tried to have little chats with them, but it was not effective because they ignored you. With each passing day, you felt worse and worse, and as if your misfortune wasn't enough, Pedro flew to the set in Morocco.

You sighed heavily as you sat alone at a table during your lunch break. You've been scrolling through the photos fans have taken of your boyfriend. It always made you feel a little better and made you forget everything for a moment. Your boyfriend looked pleased, though you could see he was tired. You wanted so much to hug him and make sure he was taking care of himself.

Of course, Pedro wanted you to go with him. At least for a few days, but you couldn't take free time from your new job so quickly. Another minus.

And of course, every time you spoke to him, you said everything was fine. You didn't want to worry him. You knew he should be focused on a movie set.

You were just looking at a photo of Pedro wearing a white t-shirt that was visibly wet at the bottom. You smiled and started to wonder what your beloved had done. Knowing him, he probably spilled something on himself. Pedro was so clumsy sometimes. But you loved it about him. You were so lost in your thoughts that you didn't even notice your co-workers walking past you. Their sudden giggles made you jump and almost drop your phone.

"Seriously Y/N," Jane said. "You'd better focus on your job, not on dreaming about some actor who doesn't even know you exist."

You had to bite your tongue not to say that unlike her, you work instead of filing your nails half the day.

"I don't know what these girls see in him," Michele said.

You perfectly saw how a few days earlier she was drooling at the monitor when she was reading an article about your boyfriend.

Before you could answer anything, they walked away laughing like crazy.

When you talked to Pedro in the evening, you could hardly keep your composure. He asked you several times if you were okay.

"Honey, you really do sound kind of weird," he said sadly.

"I'm really fine... I've had a busy day today and I think I'm having a migraine."

"My poor baby," he cooed. "Maybe you should lie down."

"That's what I'll do."

"Do you want me to talk to you on the phone until you fall asleep?"

You wanted to cry. Your boyfriend was so sweet and caring.

"Yes," you whispered.

You only felt worse for the next few days. Even during lunch, you didn't look at pictures with Pedro because your co-workers always sat at the table next to you. You were sure those bitches did it on purpose. It was ridiculous and you felt like you were in high school.

You started wondering if you should just start going out to some restaurant for lunch. You would have less time then, but you would gain peace of mind. Suddenly you heard some commotion behind you.

"Is that him? It's impossible," Michele murmured.

You turned around and your heart leaped. You couldn't believe your eyes. A smiling Pedro was walking towards you with a small bouquet of your favorite flowers. You couldn't take it any longer and ran over to him. He welcomed you with open arms and hugged you tightly. You pulled away from him after a while, to look into his eyes. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw the silly faces of these three bitches.

"What are you doing here?" you choked out.

"Did you really think I wouldn't sense something was wrong?" He stroked your cheek gently. "I'm back only for two days, but I hope it's enough."

You nodded and murmured, "I still have a few hours left at work."

"I know, but I couldn't wait to see you. I'll pick you up in the car so you don't have to take the subway back and we'll spend a wonderful evening together."

You blushed involuntarily, and he chuckled and whispered in your ear, "Yeah, I'm thinking about that too."

You shook your head and groaned as you realized you had to get back to work. You kissed Pedro on goodbye.

Suddenly your co-workers wanted to talk to you, but this time you ignored them. It was really sweet revenge.

Pedro has come for you as promised. On the way, he picked up food from your favorite restaurant. At home, he lit the candles and asked, "Dinner first, or bath first?"

You looked at him lovingly. "Dinner."

After you ate, he prepared an aromatic, warm bath for you. The tub was big enough for both of you to fit comfortably. You sat between his legs and rested your head on his chest. His big hands traced patterns on your breasts and belly. You finally felt relaxed. You closed your eyes and sighed heavily. You felt Pedro kiss you on the head. "My love, can you tell me what's been making you so sad lately?"

You nodded and squeezed his hand tightly. Though you tried to be calm, your voice trembled a few times as you told him about your job and how your co-workers treated you.

Pedro listened to you carefully, and at the end of your story, he hugged you tightly and kissed your shoulder.

"I'm so sorry babe. These stupid women should be glad to be working with someone as great as you." He placed a kiss on your shoulder again. "I know we've talked about this before, but you don't have to work. You know that. Why do I need money if I can't make the people I love happy?"

You smiled and squeezed his arm. "I know baby. But I want to go back there and watch those bitches die of jealousy because I have the most amazing and handsome boyfriend in the world."

Pedro chuckled and hugged you tighter. "Can this most amazing and handsome boy take you to bed and enjoy your body?"

"Yes!" you squeaked.

A week later, your boss appreciated your work and decided to transfer you to a new, more experienced team. Your new co-workers turned out to be very friendly and communicative. Enjoyed your job again. Though it was nice knowing you had a great boyfriend thanks to whom you don't have to work. And you don't have to worry about money.

Taglist: @creedslove

[desultory-novice]

Hi hi! I'm going to answer a couple of different video based asks all in one post because they all follow a similar theme~!

EDIT EDIT: I realized that no one could actually access the links because I took screenshots and added links to the video following each ask!

[VIDEO]

Oh yes! It was one of the first videos I watched when I decided to be brave and finally join the fandom! I remember really liking it, though I don't remember the video contents itself well...!

:cues up for a rewatch:

Heh! Heehee! It's still quite a lot of fun! Years later, I can notice clearly now that this video relies very strongly on what I understand is a controversial/outdated interpretation of Void lore based on the EN translation which is...well, it's the Star Allies English Translation... (As for the details of WHAT it got wrong, o~hhh, I'm not going to get into the Void stuff ~ You'll have to go to other Kirblrs for that! I'm too busy with fixating on my personal blorbos! XD ) However! The end bit about who Kirby is and what Kirby represents? That part of the video remains golden and is something I am 100% in agreement with!

Edit: I realize now you said "videos" and if they're the ones I'm thinking of, then I think I did watch the whole series back then and enjoyed it very much! Sorry for not giving my modern day thoughts on them individually. I didn't want to make you wait too long on this!

[VIDEO]

AH! I just saw this one a few months ago and YES! Yes yes yes! Ohhh, yessss! I agree! It's funny to watch this one back to back with Designing For's video about how the early games were kind of empty fluff compared to the lore-heavy Kumazaki era when Star Warper highlights one of my FAVORITE things that's been gone for so long!!

...I would be SO happy if they focused more on this kind of "natural" world building and character exploration. I suppose, if I have one criticism of Kumazaki, it's that he maybe TOO MUCH of a writer? It's okay to focus where he specializes in, and he's really good at it, but I hope that Star Allies "micro cutscenes" mean we might get them back in a new title, rather than a "last nod" to Kirby history...

This reminds me, I never did anything with this (got swept under by RL) but I came away from this video thinking that I would LOVE to make a series of cutscene animations for the games that don't have them! Just imagine what silly things Kirby or the rest of the characters are getting up to before handing the action back to you!

(Gosh... I don't think I have the experience necessary for this but... with all these collabs, I wonder if anyone would be interested in forming up a collab to make cutscenes for the games that don't have them? I don't know if there's that many animators in the fandom, maybe splash images would be enough? ...Interesting thought?)

But one last enthusiastic yes! As an outspoken fan of, "Show us the daily life of the people in Dream Land PLEASE" this video speaks to me. And I'm glad others feel this way!

[VIDEO]

I KNEW THIS WOULD BE THE CAKE SCENE! I LOVE THE CAKE SCENE! Honestly, I don't know anyone who doesn't just burst into kittens when faced with the cake scene...! It's so cute...! vvv

Speaking of the 25th Anniversary Concert, I have to share my other favorite moment and unfortunately I can't find the full video to refresh my memory (...pulled down for copyright, maybe?) but there was one silly moment when they asked Kirby how old he was, like HIM not the series, and he's like "...I'm 25! ^o^" and of course, it's silly and ridiculous and everyone laughed and for those fans who see Kirby as a very young child, it is just the picture of a child being silly and saying whatever but...as someone who always saw Kirby as growing up with me, I beamed a little with pride? XD

And I think that's the way it should be, maybe? The things Kirby says can be as interpretable as Kirby themselves! ...Reminds me of another quote from Kumazaki that he didn't want Kirby speaking (in Japanese) in the globally streamed 30th Anniversary concert as they did in the 25th because he wanted everyone across the globe to "understand Kirby equally." That if he talked in just one language, a limited number of people would understand him, and everyone should be able to see themselves in Kirby!

It was a very sweet gesture - even though I myself missed hearing Kirby talk in Japanese! Ahh well, at least I'm surrendering my bilingual priviledge card for a good reason! XD

[VIDEO]

OH! Ni~ce find, Anon!

I've seen the fan animation of the phone skit and one more but I was wondering where I might find the rest...! Thank you, video anon!

These are soo~ooo cute! And you're so right! Kawata-san's Kirby really is perfect! I say that feeling the same way about Oomoto-san's Kirby too though...! They're all perfect! This kind of voice (and short skit style) would be perfect for a series of official shorts imo! The kind of ones that occasionally get released on Twitter and the like. (Not that I don't already love the animations made by Courtesy!)

And ahhhh, it's so nice to hear Kirby speak full sentences too~ I really, really enjoy this interpretation of Kirby! I can't believe it's from as far back as 1994! Amazing! Truly amazing!

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Thank you, anon(s) for the fun video links! And I hope everyone has fun watching them too if you're not familiar with everything listed here! If you ask me, everything here is worth a listen!

[slashingdisneypasta]

Hi how are you so I been thinking how would all the Disney villains react to a someone who believes everyone deserves a second chance and decides to open an hotel to redeem Disney villains

Hi! ^^ A Charlie Morningstar-esque reader would be really interesting! There are definitely Disney Villains would really love that... if only because it gives them another chance to do Horrible Things, abusing the reader's faith in them 😅 Some would really try, though, I think ^^ If reader was able to convince them they could. I'm not gonna do them all but here are some that jumped out at me! If you wanna talk about a few in particular, you're welcome to come back and ask! ^^

Captain Hook for SURE!! would go for this. He'd be so tired of constantly chasing after Peter and getting hurt, humiliated, and beat. He'd give it an honest try, I think. Or maybe a couple.

Frollo would do it (If it was this or hell), but as we all know- he thinks he was Just the whole time, anyway. So he thinks he'll just glide through the program... he's gonna be a lotta work.

Dr Facilier is a gambler and an addict-- so I can see him giving this a not-so-honest try. He thinks, if he can convince you he's changed, he can escape his friends wrath. Redeem himself to them. All the while convincing you that he's changing. Keep an eye on him!

Rourke thinks this is bullshit, but its better then hell (or wherever the Disney villains go when they're beat. I sometimes imagine a Disney Villain Prison/containment centre like the SCP foundation XD ) so, what the hell. He'll give it a try, even if he does roll his eyes the entire time. He might stumble into a redemption... after a while. But greedy is hard to iron out. The Stabbington brothers and Lady Tremaine have the same thought process; the twins think 'what the hell', and she's too tired and bored to fight your ridiculous idea.

Maleficent is convinced she Is Who She Is, but if you wanna give it a try to redeem her, sure~ Might be entertaining. Oogie also joins for the fun of it XD

The Evil Queen plainly thinks its a waste of time- and anyone who thinks it'll work, or thinks they can Beat The System, is a fool. Sykes thinks the idea is laughable.

Here are the ones who think they can manipulate the system, convince you they've changed their ways, and get free just to do worse things:

Scar, Shere Khan, Clayton, Hades, the Toon Patrol (Smartass' idea- he's gonna have his hands full trying to keep Psycho under control though XD Wheezy, too, if you try and take his cigarettes), Goob (Except he is Actually Redeemed along the way🤣 He's kinda like Sir Pentious), Governor Ratcliffe, Hans (He fooled people once, he figures. He can do it again, no problem), maybe Jafar (Though really who is gonna believe him?? He wasn't all that convincing when he was the sultans most trusted adviser- the sultan was just too optimistic and trusting 😅), Long John Silver (See Goob. Difference is that while Goob is redeemed totally by surprise on his end- Silver feels it coming and is So frustrated XD Blast that soft heart of his), Mother Gothel, Prince John and Sir Hiss, Ratigan, Queen Narissa, the Queen of Hearts, Ursula and Yzma (Though- like Jafar- who is gonna believe those two?? 😂)

[celestialbruise]

Hello! I saw that you were doing drabble requests so I wanted come by and ask for one. It's for and Ever After High PIDW AU! Here's a link to the post>>>

https://www.tumblr.com/afsosville/762244543880003584/ever-after-high-but-make-it-a-pidw-au-imagine?source=share

I'd be great if you wrote the drabble to be like those EAH miniature episodes. The ship I was going for this is a cuter version of Bingjiu. I dont even know if you've seen EAH so I'd get it if you didn't wanna do it! Just putting this in here in case you did jdflhbtjddjf

I was so, so excited to find this in my inbox! I adored ever after high as a child, and so combining my two loves was really too much fun! and, like, this is such an original, fun idea?? yeah, I really am obsessed XD I hope I was able to do it justice<3

(also, just have to say I may have visited your acc and started fangirling a bit, because your art is AMAZING🤍🤍 your bingjiu erha art gave me life! so I feel so very honored to be trusted with your prompt)

Shen Jiu, trembling, holds an ink brush in between white-knuckled fingers. It creaks in his hold, threatening to snap. Shen Jiu hopes it does.

Shen Jiu should have been used to this, others’ hatred. Sudden, unexplained cruelty. But there is something uniquely sick about fate’s tapestry, its threads being woven around your throat like a noose, when all you wish is to breathe like the rest. Shen Jiu never asked for this - of course, he didn’t, because then he wouldn’t have gotten it. The gods have never answered his prayers. No, they laugh at his pleas, their mocking, smiling faces demons skulking in the burning wreckage of all of his dreams. 

The blank, open-faced book sits before him, begging for his name. Begging for the script to be written in his blood. 

The sins of the father become the sins of the son. What a ridiculous, cruel curse. Shen Jiu barely knew his father - this ‘Shen Qingqiu,’ this scourge - and yet, he is meant to follow in his footsteps? And for what? Petty glory? Fleeting satisfaction?

Shen Jiu resents this so-called destiny, resents the fact that it reads like a macabre play. He refuses to play the fool, to be a mere puppet pulled along by its strings, dancing to the beat of war drums and jeers. All around him, mirrors play out sick scenes from his life, predestined and ordained by vicious vultures starved for blood. Shen Jiu watches himself be beaten bloody, battered and bruised, relentlessly, endlessly, night after night with no reprieve. Watches himself cheat and lie and steal just to get by, just to survive another harrowing day. He beholds the monster the mirrors dictate he becomes, that he is. A jealous, spiteful, cruel man who hurts in the way he was hurt, knowing nothing else and never bothering to learn. And then he falls, and his fall from grace is slow, and terrible, and agonizing. He is put on trial before the world, his sins laid bare, flayed open, left raw and shaking as greedy eyes entertain their malaise with the horror of his suffering. And then he is thrown in prison to rot. And rot he does; losing his limbs, his tongue, his eyes, every little piece of himself, his very soul damned to an abyss that this time, will disgorge no survivors. 

No. No, Shen Jiu will not resign himself to this. He refuses it. 

This world has turned its back on Shen Jiu. Why should Shen Jiu agonize over turning his back on the world? Shen Jiu drops the ink brush and steps away from the book, lifting his head to stare defiantly out at the slavering crowd, resisting, unrelenting. Daring the gods who made him this way to contort his body to fit into that ghoulish shape. Shen Jiu will offer no assistance. Shen Jiu will not be a part of digging his own grave. 

The crowd is confused, their bloodlust left unfulfilled. They begin to shout more viciously, cursing Shen Jiu to the heavens, their cries like the howling of wolves. Shen Jiu weathers it, his glare sharpening until it could cut through flesh, to the bone.

Let them curse me, Shen Jiu thinks, biting his tongue bloody. I will not doom myself to this destiny. 

This is a story that will not be told; Shen Jiu refuses to write the words. The hand that held the inkbrush as if it were a weapon slowly curls into a fist.

And then his fingers are being uncurled slowly, carefully, gently. A hand slips into his, their lifelines colliding, fingers fitting together in an embrace. Shen Jiu turns his head to find that it is Luo Binghe who has come to stand beside him, Luo Binghe who is holding his hand, defying the ravenous crowd with a glare of his own. 

Shen Jiu no longer stands alone. 

Luo Binghe raises his other hand, but only to knock the book away, sending it falling down, down into the mob below. Shen Jiu watches this all in a stupefied haze, wondering what the punchline is, when the rug will be pulled out from under his feet. Why would Luo Binghe do such a thing? The boy Shen Jiu is meant to torment and cast into hell? His destiny, unlike Shen Jiu’s, is as bright as the sun, bestowed by the very same gods who have spit in Shen Jiu’s face. 

“It’s all bullshit,” Luo Binghe whispers, because he must be able to see the confusion roiling in Shen Jiu’s eyes. Shen Jiu is hardly trying to hide it. “Why should I resign myself to someone else’s meddling? Why would I want my father’s destiny? He’s always been too overbearing. And just look at where singing that stupid book got him - he’s utterly miserable.”

“Without the book, what do you plan to do?” Shen Jiu asks, attempting to sound disdainful because by all rights this is a hopeless situation - but he can’t suppress the tremor of hope that cracks through the ice in his tone.

“We’ll make our own destiny,” Luo Binghe shrugs, lips curling into a smile that is as ruthless as it is earnest. “It can’t be that hard.”

[rachi-roo]

Oh! OH! The queen hath opened her requests! May I please request a fic with lee! Sigma and ler! Dazai from BSD. I'm watching the dance scene between them and I can't help but THINK of the tk possibilities from that scene. Why do you think Sigma was so on edge? Dazai was tickling him XD

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Bungo Stray Dogs: Sway with Me

QUEEN?! UWU *kith your forehead* Thank you so much for this request! The sillies are so very silly. Of COURSE Dazai was tickling him in this scene XD The damn scrumpy scrimblo. Poor Sigma, he really wouldn't stand a chance against him, but I'm sure he loved it really! ❤️

Summary: During their escape, Dazai decides his dance partner needs to loosen up a little.

Lee!Sigma, Ler!Dazai

Tw: None

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Spinning and twirling into the little, valuable time the two had left, Sigma was getting more and more irritated and dizzy by the second.

"Rh-! Dazai! Will you just-!" He snapped, stumbling out of rhythm with the music only Dazai could hear, trying to stiffen his stance and stop the mummy-esque man from throwing him around. "Let go already, damn it!"

Dazai tutted as he smiled, pulling Sigma into another spin using his weight, grinning at the sight of his new friends hair as it fanned out with the movement. "No, no, no, this just won't do~" He smirked, shifting the hand he held on Sigmas waist so his thumb was neatly pressed into the others hip.

"How can I enjoy my newfound freedom if you keep dancing like the tin man~?" He cooed, applying pressure to Sigmas skinny, protruding hip. "Sway more, loosen up, like this, see?"

"Dazahai! N-Noho! Stop that, woah!" Sigma tried to lean away, but Dazai kept him close as he waltzed down the corridor with him. "Stohop! No, this isn't-! Haha!"

As Sigma struggled, Dazai interlocked their fingers with one hand, keeping Sigma from pulling away as his free hand clung to Dazais attacking wrist. "W-We hahave to beat FyodOHOR! Nyahaha!" His knees wavered as Dazai massaged his thumb slightly higher up, just teasing his side.

"Stohop!" Sigmas cheeks flushed with colour as Dazai used his struggling movements to incorporate into their dancing.

"There we go. You move with such grace when you loosen up and smile." Dazais voice was a soft coo as he looked at Sigmas expression. Admiring his bright smile that was being challenged by a very unconvincing frown.

A finger traced up the length of his back, making Sigma squeak and flinch. "Dazai! Y-You have to STAH- Stop! Eeh!" He leaned back, allowing Dazai to suddenly spin him on the spot, one arm raised high over his head.

"What lovely moves you have~ But you need to smile more!" Dazai grinned, attacking Sigmas unprotected armpit briefly, earning a flurry of panicked giggling as Sigma yanked his arm down, only to be snatched back into the waltzing position, his side coming under attack again.

"Gyaha! O-Okahay! Okay! E-Enough already! DazAHAI! S-Stop with the tickling! This is ridiculous!"

"Ridiculous? Haha, what's ridiculous is how ticklish you are. It is adorable though~"

"Uh!? Shut up! Ah! Dahamn it!"

Sigma squeaked, arching his back as he felt Dazais hand skittering across his back, tweaking several nerve points that made his breath hitch. "Eeehehe! C-Cut it out! Wah!" He gasped as Dazai used the opportunity to lean into a dip, grinning at Sigma as he caught his breath.

"You're a natural~!" Dazai sang. Sigma just glared back.

"Are you finished?" He asked, glaring up at the grinning man, his cheeks a glow with embarrassment and his breath shuddering.

"Hmm..." Dazai grinned, holding Sigma in the dipped position, slowly walking his fingers over his stretched tummy.

"I. Don't. Knoooow~" He teased, his fingers taking a step with each word. "This is a long corridor, and there's no fun in just walking."

A nervous grin grew over Sigmas face as he saw the gears turning in Dazais crooked little mind. "Dazai-"

"On we go~! Sway with me, Sigma!"

"Wahait!" The hallways were once again filled with Sigmas giggly protests as he and Dazai waltzed and spun without purpose for a while. Sigma never wanted it to end.

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Thank you for reading!

[celepom]

@lia404 asked:

Hello! You probably noticed I liked about half your blog these past days. I'm super sorry, I really hope I haven't been overwhelming with notifications! I just wanted to say I love your art. I discovered your work in 2021 with Aces Wild, which I LOVE (and actually helped a lot in communicating around my asexuality and my partner's aromanticism, and while we follow on Webtoon, we're also hoping for a volume 2 in pdf! But honestly, no pressure. Webtoon works well, too.)

(Sorry, I'm still a Tumblr newbie discovering there's a character limit in asks, I feel CHEATED.) So when I found out you ALSO were into Yu-Gi-Oh I had a rather embarrasing moment of fangirlism (I confess I didn't reconcile Celepom <-> Sally Vinter at once and it's when I bought the anthologies that I saw Aces Wild on Gumroad...) like "oh my god this creator I love also loves things I love! We're in the same fandoms!" Cue me deep diving into your Tumblr. Sorry again ^^'

ANYWAY (last one I promise I'm so embarrassed) all of this to say that I really love your work and I really want to thank you for all you brought to fandoms but also for Aces Wild which has really been amazingly relatable and wonderful to educate friends on the topic. I hope you're not struggling too much and life's treating you well, and that this ridiculously long message can help remember the positive impact your work has on people. Thank you so much again and may your day go well, take care!

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Hi! No worries, that's what tumblr is for, and I hope my basic tagging allowed for you to find what you like easier. I'm glad Aces Wild was able to help you both! And, actually there is a volume 2, it was just released on Ko-Fi instead of Gumroad. (I stopped releasing things on gumroad because of their stance on NFTs) You can find it here: https://ko-fi.com/s/b6b8cdb316

Yu-Gi-Oh is a great fandom to get into. Seems like it has something for everybody XD Hope you're having lots of fun digging through the backlog lol

Life has been treating me better recently. I had a really rough year last year, with being sick for months, losing my job, burning out on art, and running into conflict with neighbours. But I'm doing much better this year. I'm working a creatively fulfilling job, but it takes most of my creative juices so I haven't been able to get fully back into my own art yet. I'm slowly working on it, it just might take a while.

You take care as well, lia!

[osarina]

I didn't want to comment my reply again on the civilian dazai fic but OMG FYO IT WAS REALLY GOOD

I will say it deffo felt much light hearted and had a friday fellthan waterloo and even wykyk but I think that's cause the ✨️drama✨️ btwn them hadn't started yet and also the fact that I know they aren't doomed by the narrative (you) this time 💀

But I am liking the way it is going it already has me hooked and I am so very excited 😊 and God damn I LOVE love the reader so much. She's much more badass and ahhhh dazai is so cute and pathetic I lub him <3

Also fun fact after my 3 hour exam and after 2 sleepless nights, I did the exam well and came rushing home and held myself to read this awesomeness before sleeping for like 8 hours straight. When I woke up I read it again not in a sleepy haze to get the full experience XD that's how much I love your quality top notch fics

I think the reader's ability is a great and beautiful choice. It's not overpowering to change the plot or invite plot holes but powerful enough to impact everyday life. It really keeps me asking if the reader is using her ability on a certain situation or not and I really love that feature.

Anyways hope your life is going well 😊 and dont forget to eat healthily

P.s. : Do you have a fixed schedule to upload wasteland like waterloo or is it not fixed? And sorry for making the asks so long 😅

TUMBLR USER SILVERSNOW2000 HELLO MY LOVE I ADORE YOU, YOU NEVER HAVE TO APOLOGIZE FOR SENDING LONG ASKS I LOVE THEM

AHHHHHH I'M SO GLAD U ENJOYED IT ive had soooooo much fun writing civzai and pmreader. IT'S DEFINITELY MUCH MORE LIGHTHEARTED THAN ANY OF THE OTHER SERIES SO FAR but don't worry the drama starts in the next chapter LOLLLL and it doesn't slow down from there. THEY DON'T DIE THO i feel like i have to say this every time LOLLLLL

YESSSSS PM READER IS SO FUN TO WRITE like she's alwaysssss fun to write but it's particularly fun being able to write her from the viewpoint of dazai as a civilian who isn't like used to seeing her already. like she's very similar in the original universe but dazai has known her for so long there that he's become used to her yk, meanwhile this dazai sees her in a very fresh light if u get what i mean. it's the change in perspective that's so fun to write here

AND OMG IM GLAD - i was so conflicted about how to phrase/what to make her ability because i didn't want to make it too op but at the same time .. she's a port mafia executive, she needs to have a pretty notable ability, and then i was like wait ... her whole thing is politics and negotiations, so obviously it has to be something along the lines of fucking with ppl's minds/brains, but i needed to obviously whittle that down because mind control is just too ridiculous, so i got the idea of her being able to like induce emotions + states onto people BUT they're able to draw themselves out of it if they have the strength for it.

some things are easier to brush off, but other things aren't. like she can put people to sleep with her ability and they can't really drag themselves out of that because now they're sleeping, and inducing fear in particular is pretty hard for people to draw themselves out of because it spirals quickly. but for negotiations and stuff, when she's making them feel as if she's more trustworthy/more susceptible to taking bad terms, she has to be SO careful & calculated with her every word because any small thing could make them double take and jar them out of the induced state.

actually, in civzai universe, it's going to be really interesting because without dazai there to stop chuuya from using corruption, reader and chuuya had to figure out a way to knock him out of it themselves - which they DID and it involves her ability but it's SOOOO dangerous for her so they end up not really using corruption often. this actually comes up in the next chapter

i dont have a set schedule! i'm going to shoot for every other friday max though!

[depressedhatakekakashi]

Is there halloween or some equivalent spooky season in GOS verse? It's such a fun season, and I love the image of Kakashi sneaking into the mortal realm for a bit and Gai asking him "what are you dressed as?" Qnd Kakashi daying "human." Like it's a joke XD.

Gai only gets the joke in 2 lifetimes when he's a little older (merchant and Teacher... also cue baby Hiroki dressed as a raindrop for his first costume XD).

Kakashi would make that kind of joke and even when Gai doesn't get it, he'd laugh. It's kind of funny, but mostly just ridiculous XD.

I think it would be something that would come along with time, like most traditions. Maybe one that's brought in during the merchant Gai lifetime while he's travelling, gathering books and ideas from other places that he brings back to his own village.

So maybe Hiroki never gets to wear a cute costume as a kid because the idea is still new, but when they have the first sort of halloween when he's an adult he dresses up as a merman and walks around the hospital visiting all the children. His husband dresses up as a scarecrow, immediately earning him Kakashi's respect for life.

meanwhile Teacher Gai would have a classroom full of students in costume looking forward to being dismissed so they can go running around the village getting candy from all of the adults, and maybe Kakashi even makes sure to bring a bowl of candy that he bought on his way so as the kids leave they can get their first treats to officially begin their night of trick or treating.

or Kakashi sets up camp near the village entrance and kids go out of their way to see him because he always seems to have some of the best treats.

also Mortal Kakashi and Gai dressing up as the dragon hero and the god of storms, except they're each wearing the other person's persona XD.

[arecaceae175]

Oh! How about ‘home’ for the ask game?

So this got out of hand and turned into an entire one shot XD

AO3 is not cooperating today, but hopefully this link works.

Summary: The chain arrives at Lon Lon Ranch, and Malon’s words trigger a memory.

1246 words, hurt/comfort and angst. Wild uses they/them pronouns in this one :D

They were close enough that Wild swore they could smell the animals. Legend said that was ridiculous, but Time gave them a wink. Wild smiled back and knew Time felt the same. There was a spring in Time’s step that was only present at Lon Lon ranch. The ranch promised love, safety, rest, and fun. 

And hard farm work, Wild knew. But their job here usually consisted of cooking and baking with Malon in a real kitchen, which was something they could absolutely get used to. Wild always took advantage of the golden opportunity to tease the others when they came into the house for dinner, sweaty and dirty and tired. Wild usually got to help out with the horses some, too, which they absolutely adored.

Most of their time at the ranch was spent with Malon. It was nice, being around her. She had a kind, motherly demeanor and she always said what was on her mind. Wild appreciated her bluntness and honesty. 

She never looked twice at their scars, aside from the very first time they met. But even then, it wasn’t out of pity, or fear. She wished they hadn’t suffered, and that was all. She accepted them, all of them, as they were. 

The pace was quick as they approached the fields and passed through the first gate. Legend was struggling to keep up with the rest of the group, but he had a small smile on his face. Wild knew he wouldn’t blame the others for their excitement. They hung back, anyway, to make sure Legend didn’t feel left behind. 

They were the last to reach the house. The others were already inside settling in, but Time was waiting for them on the porch. He held the door open with his foot and smiled widely as they approached.

“Sorry about that,” Time said to Legend. Legend waved him away with a smile, and Time squeezed his shoulder as he passed. 

Wild stepped over the threshold of Time’s house and let the familiar smell wash over them. Behind them, Warriors’ armor clanked as he removed it. Something tickled the back of their mind, but they pushed it away. It was time to relax. 

Time swept Malon into a hug and planted a kiss on her cheek. 

“Welcome home, dear,” Malon said. Her face moved towards Time’s, but Wild couldn’t tell what was happening. The world blurred, tilted. 

Welcome home, dear.

The clanking armor. 

The smell of comfort and home. 

A high pitched ringing filled their ears as their vision faded away, replaced by a home familiar but long forgotten. 

Welcome home, dear. 

“Welcome home, dear!” Their mother said as she pulled them into a hug. Link felt themself melt into her warm embrace. They let their head rest in her chest, and her familiar heartbeat soothed them. 

They stood like that for what felt like hours. Link knew as soon as they pulled away they would have to deliver the world shattering news. Link let their eyes roam around the small house; their little family has already lost so much. They almost couldn’t bear to make it worse. 

"Aryll is out running a few errands for me,” mother said. “She’s getting to be such a big girl. She’ll be so happy to see you.” 

Their mother’s hug tightened as Link felt their breath hitch, choking back a sob. 

“Oh, Link, dear, what’s the matter?” Mother asked. Her sweet voice floated all the way down into Link’s soul, bandaging the pain ever so slightly. It was enough to give Link the strength to step away. 

Their mother watched them with wide eyes, hands nervously clasped in front of her chest. Link righted their posture and cleared their throat. 

“Mom,” Link began. It felt rough from disuse, but this was their mom. She deserved to hear this news in their voice, no matter how hard it was, no matter how far it set them back.

“I wanted to tell you this myself. I didn’t want you to read it in a letter,” Link said. They felt a pressure in their throat, a hand threatening to squeeze it closed. They fought against it as hard as they could. It was just one sentence. 

Link made the mistake of glancing at their mother’s face. Her eyes glistened with tears. She knew . 

“Father has fallen in the line of duty.”

Their mother’s wail echoed in their head even as they came out of the memory. 

There were hands on their hair. Wild jolted up, frantic eyes searching their surroundings. 

“Shh, it’s alright.”

Wild whipped around. 

Malon. 

She was sitting on the edge of the bed. Wild glanced down and saw their lower half covered with a thick, soft blanket. There was no one else in the room and the door was shut. 

Wild felt their racing heartbeat, the pressure in their throat and behind their eyes. Their gaze met Malon’s.

“You’re alright, dear,” Malon said softly. “Is it okay if I touch you?”

Wild blink rapidly to clear their vision, blurred by unshed tears. They nodded, and Malon scooted closer on the bed. She carefully reached an arm around Wild’s shoulders, moving slowly and deliberately so Wild could see what she was doing. She pulled Wild into her side and they let their head fall on her shoulder. 

“There,” Malon whispered. She rubbed her hand up and down his arm. Wild let their eyes fall shut, and a sniffle escaped.

“You’ve been out for most of the day,” Malon said. Her soft voice rumbled through her chest. Wild desperately clung to the sensation, letting it ground their weary mind. 

“Link thought you would be more comfortable here,” Malon continued. 

“I hope you don’t mind me being here instead of one of them, but I couldn’t leave you on your own.” Malon chuckled softly. “You’re in my house, so you’re under my care.”

Malon put a gentle hand in Wild’s hair and began carding through it softly. “Do you want to talk about it?”

Wild shook their head. Their throat still felt tight, so they knew they wouldn’t be getting words out anytime soon. They shifted closer to Malon and soaked in her warmth. 

“That’s alright, sweetheart” Malon said. “If you want your space, just move away from me and I’ll leave you to rest. Otherwise, I’ll stay here as long as you want.”

Wild felt something inside of them crack. A sob tore its way through their chest. Emotions were swirling around their head, threatening to overwhelm them; grief, confusion, fear, anger, longing. 

“Oh,” Malon cooed. She pulled Wild closer to her chest, and Wild wrapped their arms around her. As they felt Malon’s strong arms encompass them, the feeling of familiarity hit Wild like a physical blow. 

Malon felt the same as their mother.

Malon’s soft, calloused hands cupped his cheek and pet his hair. Wild felt safe, and comforted, and free to break. 

So they did. 

They cried for their mother, their family lost to time. They cried for a father they couldn’t remember. They had followed “in his footsteps,” according to Zelda. Did that mean he was important to them? Or was it out of obligation? 

They cried for a pain they couldn’t remember and couldn’t understand. Throughout it all, Malon held them. She hummed and rocked and never let him go. As their tears slowed, one thought was stuck in Wild’s mind: although they didn’t remember their mother, they knew a mother’s love.