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momospeaches47 · 1 day ago

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A Bloody Perspective

Paring: Evie (tav) x Gale

Word count: 4.1k

Summary: My retelling of Volo removing Tav's eye

Before notes: omg hi guyysss haven't posted writing on Tumblr In a minute, how y'all doin. No, but this is just a little drabble about Volo yanking my tavs eye out because tell me why you get your eye ball ripped out right in front of Gale's tent and he says NOTHING. So. I had to change that. Also if you like this and you want to ask abt them my ask box is OPEN!!!

Warnings: none, except a bit of colorful language about optical nerves. If you enjoy please like + reblog! Enjoy!

It was a quiet evening, a well deserved one at that. They had become small heros in their own right after clearing out a horde of goblins, no small feat, but a feat they did accomplish nonetheless. It was the day after, a party having come and gone, and now they were on the move once more. A victory against the goblin cell of absolutest’s was a pale victory in comparison to the road they had yet to travel. They still had parasites writhing and squirming in their skulls, feasting on their optical nerves, offering up psionic powers in exchange for freedom.

It was that very subject that had Evie’s mind wandering. The paladin had offered to stay back in the camp as the party settled down for the evening, having made their way from The Grove and through the Risen Road with ease, save for small clusters of goblins that had decided to try and kill them on sight. Once they had found a good resting spot, everyone pitched tents. Then, the conversation of foraging and scouting the area had come up, and everyone wanted to go. It was only natural that the tiefling had offered to stay behind to oversee everything so everyone could do as they pleased with their evening. An act of kindness, once again from the woman that had the party, especially a certain wizard, smiling with thanks.

It was quiet now, and her mind was wondering. She was perched up atop a stoney slab, her tail swaying back and forth in time with her heart. Her hand moved methodically, stitching a hole into one of her companions’ shirts, making sure to upkeep their clothes for them while they were away. It had been crazy few weeks. Going toe to toe with mindflayers, visiting the hells, being infected with parasites, meeting new friends, fighting alongside said friends. Her ginger brows knotted in concern as she sighed aloud, rubbing her thumb over the fabric thoughtfully.

It was the fighting that made her nervous. Now Evie was usually such a steadfast woman, as warm as the sun, as sweet as a pastry. She had made fast friends with everyone, rather easy to get along with. When they needn't fight, she made sure they didn't, and when they had to, she was a fierce protector. A true paladin of Helm. Though as the woman sat there, in her thoughts, she couldn't help but feel a bit dejected. A whole month without ceremorphosis, a whole month of growing attached to these people, of fighting with these people and yet no closer to a cure…

“I can't help but notice you look rather downtrodden my dear!”

A theatrical voice stirred her from her thoughts, her tangerine fiendish eyes lifting. There stood Volo, a bard they had saved from the clutches of the Absolute. She huffed, sitting up a bit straighter with a quaint smile on her lips, dimples prominent.

“Oh you know, sometimes you just need to take time to take things in.” She replied, attentively sitting the fabrics aside in a pile, making sure her needle didn't get lost before she fully turned her attention to the bard in front of her.

“Oh, I most certainly understand you, my dear! A moment away is a great thing to have, especially for your predicament! And speaking of, I have done quite a bit of research!”

This brightened the tiefling’s face tenfold, her soft features now lively as they usually were. She knew that Lae'Zel was set on looking for a cure from her people, and Evie wasn't opposed to exploring that option. However, it would be irresponsible of her not to look into every avenue possible, if not for her sake than for her friends who trusted her to lead them through this to a certain extent.

So, a surge of excitement replaced her feeling of slight despair, and she clapped her hands together, shimmying to sit on the edge of the stoney seat. “Then please! Do share! Anything is better than nothing.”

“I have discovered a sure fire way of recovering that little bugger from your cranium! If you’d allow me to demonstrate.”

By the time the demonstration was done, Volo was practically already to Baldur's Gate. He had convinced sweet Evie that he could remove the parasite with the needle she was using, a quick stab and then some healing magic and they’d be on their way to being parasite free. Now, she was a very trusting person, but even she had the intuition not to agree. It was her desperation to be cured after so long that pushed her into an agreement.

She should have listened to her intuition.

Growing up on the streets and flourishing into a paladin meant many things, but above all it meant that she had a phenomenal pain tolerance. She hadn't even realized that everything had gone topsy turvy until she saw her orange eye pulled from her socket, the optical nerves dangling like hanging grapes from the Bard's tool. She screamed at the sight, her hand immediately lifting to where her eye once was, the vision completely gone. Upon her reaction the bard laughed nervously, and without a second thought he fled, leaving nothing in his wake but pain and a prosthetic.

Though in her pain, she had left the prosthetic eye behind, falling from her seat to her knees as she tried to stand. Blood was smudging and smearing fast, her sword toughened palm lifting to wipe at the blood there but it was no use. The scarlet liquid was pouring from her open wound, covering up her grey freckled cheeks with gore. It was then that she began sobbing out of sheer shock, her trembling frame crawling its way from the place of the crime, seeking out her own tent with her vision skewed and bile licking at the back of her throat.

The sounds of sobs and the tang of blood was thick in the air as the party came back, and the conversation quieted as Astarion stumbled back as if he had been punched. His hand covered his nose, and he grimaced, cursing about the hint of copper in the air. It was almost immediate the way that Gale’s face fell, his head snapping to look at the camp as his legs carried him through the bramble that lined the edge of the clearing they were set up in. He had cut his conversation short in favor for getting to the bottom of the source of copper, his heart pounding. To say he has been nervous to leave Evelyn alone by herself would be a lie, but he knew her to be very capable.

From the moment the woman had pulled him from the rock with a kind smile, to previously in the week when she had cleaved goblins apart in a fury of holy justice in his defense during their attack on the fortress, he knew this delightful paladin was not one to be shaken easily. So when her anguished sobs filled his ears, his heart sank, and he practically tripped over his own robes to rush to the source of the sound. It was then when he rounded the corner that he saw her, his dearest Evie, struggling to even crawl, her body scraping against the ground, trailing blood.

His stomach churned and he fell to his knees. Who had done this to her? Who could have ever done this to Evie? She was nothing but kind, and considerate, and incredibly patient given their circumstances. He considered himself incredibly lucky to have met her out of all of their companions after his solitude, and to see her like this had his mind racing in a way he didn't recognize. Without hesitation, Gale reached his arms out, his hands catching on her elbows to sit her up from her crawling position.

“By Mystra, Evelyn what happened?! Are you alright? I- Who-” For the first time in a very long time, Gale found himself unable to form a sentence, his mind in a panic as their gaze interlocked. The tiefling was inconsolable already, and once her eye fell upon the wizard’s face, pinched tight with concern, a flicker of anger and confusion in his soft eyes, the sobs grew tenfold and she fell into his arms.

She was such a pillar of a woman, foundationally holding this crew together. Evie had made them eat dinner together, had gone out of their way to spend time with all of them to learn about them, and it always came from such a genuine place of love and interest. In this dark, deary time with so many unknowns, she has been a beacon, and now she was dimming.

His arms wrapped around her automatically, not minding the way her blood and tears stained his royal plum fabrics into a dark mauve. Gale’s hand, now also trembling, came to cradle her head to his chest through her orange curls. His eyes clenched shut, his nose stingy with the smell of her blood mixed with her orange blossom and vanilla scent, the assault to his scenes making his stomach churn. But he held her, gods, he held his poor friend so very close to him, the Netherese Orb flaring beneath his robes in response to his overactive mind. She had been nothing but kind to him, had given him grace with short-sighted acts of kindness through constant support and artifacts. So as the orb burned him slightly, it was a reminder of how much he had failed in this life, and by the gods, he wouldn't be doing that now. He must do right by her.

“SHADOWHEART! QUICKLY!” He yelled, soon turning his face back to Evie who was trusting him to hold her. With his hand threaded in her curls, he hushed her gently, the sound foreign to his own ears, but it came to him like a second nature.

“Shhh, shh shh shh, darling…Gods, let me have a look-”

As he pulled her away to access the damage, her cries became unmuffled, and far more potent, his own heart straining with pain. Evie was starting to get lightheaded, this being rather evident by the way her whole body complied to his movements as if he had her on a string. Clumsily her bloodied hand came to catch on his beard, and Gale swallowed harshly.

“Gale- Gale, I can't see you I- You’re…You’re half missing, my eye, Gale he took my eye!-”

“I know!- Shhh I know, I know, we’ll be okay-” He grimaced; gods, he had read many many books in his time, but nothing, not a story ever written compared to the tragedy that was befalling his dearest companion.

Shadowheart quickly arrived at the tiefling’s side, falling to her knees and quickly assuming position so she could fall into prayer. Gale didn't look away from Evie, he simply allowed himself to be her rock, and the tiefling cozily hid into his chest. The cleric put her hands to Evie's back, bowing her head in prayer. Carefully, the blood stopped flowing, the wound sealed up, but the mental anguish was deep, and the tears refused to stop.

Now, the entire party was around them, silent as they looked on, not a single expression passive. No, this was a great tragedy, to see their beloved Evie so disheartened. Though it was Karlach who spoke up next, her arms crossed as she started to heat up the area, her infernal engine burning hot as she pieced together the bloody scene.

“Our intrepid bard is nowhere to be seen- Bloody hells! Evie, babes- Did he do this?-” She asked, a question that Gale found himself wanting the answer to as well, having not been preoccupied with anything but the tiefling. Though now that it was brought to the group's attention, everyone was awaiting the answer.

“He!- He said he knew how I- I know I- It was stupid I- But I wanted to see maybe- Maybe if there was a way we could all be healed I-” Her voice was cracking, another sob racking through her petite yet toned frame, and Gale held her closer to ground her, his head sitting between her horns. From this angle, he could see Karlach stomp by, Astarion quickly following, and Wyll hot on the two's heels to make sure they didn't actually end up murdering anyone.

“Fucking bastard!- Come on, he couldn't have gotten far!- Nobody hurts my paladin!” The tiefling cursed, pulling her axe off of her back, singing the ground with every step.

“Oh goodie, a hunt~” Astarion purred, to which Wyll only sighed about, and with a flash it was like they were gone.

A beat of silence passed before Shadowheart sighed, starting to stand, brushing off her knees with a frown. “If we are lucky, the three of them will have a successful hunt and the bastard will rue the day he hurt a paladin most beloved. Though, we needn't worry about that. She’s covered in blood, and she needs her eye replaced. Prosthetic was left in the table. If you’d be so kind in handing her over, I'll take her down to the creek and get her ready for bed.”

Gale arms tightened around her subconsciously, his hand squeezing warmly at her shoulder as he drew her to himself. She was slowing her sniffles, taking in breaths of his librarian-esque smell, her fingers curled into the fabric of his robes tightly as if she couldn't let go. A wave of protectiveness fell over Gale in a way that had him at attention, the two intertwined intentionally. She was seeking out his comfort and he was providing it freely. After such a long time without companions, without conversation, without hints of life, Evie had been a person he naturally fell into line with. They were agreeable from the start and even quicker friends, as if they had known each other for far longer than mere days. He had never met someone like that, never in his years had he had the fortune of having a friend so dear. And Gale would never forsake that bond. He made a vow to repay her kindness in any way disposable to him, and he did so by making her meals, protecting her in battle, reading to her when she was curious about a novel she had grabbed. And he was repaying it now by curling around her, draping over her like a willow treat protecting a nymph with its branches; a gentle sort of protectiveness that was precious as the tiefling herself.

They were like that for a beat before the wizard sighed. No, he needn’t be so selfish though. Rubbing her shoulders, he pulled back, looking down. He frowned, immediately moved by the sad look drawn up on Evie’s face, his hands cupping her cheeks. Gods, there was so much blood…

“Go with her, dear…I’ll await your return in my tent and if you would like, we can hide away…read your book…” He murmured, trying to do anything to alleviate the weight of her from her evening. To this, Evie nodded, not managing to say much; a rarity considering they were both chatter boxes. And with that she left with Shadowheart, holding her hand as they trailed away.

Being without her was a new type of torture Gale wasn't fond of. He sat in his tent, in his camp clothes, sitting on his cushioned bedroll. He was staring at the book in his hand, and although the language was one he was well familiar with, the words were Ghukliak to him. He subconsciously worried his lower lip between his teeth, and the tiefling never far from his thoughts. Gods, he didn't know what he was feeling within his chest. It was vast, and worrying, and it felt constrictive. He wanted to blame it on the orb, but that wasn't it. In his mind's eye, he imagined all of their adventures. The way they had laughed more than he had in a whole year within a weeks time, the way she always uplifted him. Evie always referred to him as her wizard boy; it was always ‘Our wizard boy’s got us’ or ‘how are you doing today wizard boy?’. Very endearing. Gods, she was painful endearing.

He closed his eyes, as he sighed, releasing his lower lip and setting the book on his lap. It had been a long while since he couldn't focus on a text because of his own mind, for books were the only companion he had for a long while. He could clearly make out Evie's face in his imagination. The sweet freckles from her days in the sun, the dimples that adorned her cheeks, the wrinkles that were etched into her skin from how expressive she was still after all these years. Gods, he never wanted to see her smile fade…the ache doubled in his heart, a certain sense of longing about him that made his shoulders drop.

“Gale?...”

A long awaited tender voice cut through his thoughts, and the wizard’s head lifted from its dipped position, his brown eyes settling onto Evie. There she was, orange curls free from blood, her skin pure once more. There was a cloth wrapped around her one eye, and she was wearing a nightgown of a darker color. These were the only irregularities, besides how tender she looked, drained from the events. It was often that she would linger in the entrance of his tent, but it was usually far more joyous and playful, not melancholic.

“Evelyn…” He breathed out, his legs already lifting himself up. The sight of the wizard rising from his comfort, doing nothing to close his book as it slid out of his lap. It was like she had a gravitation pull, like the two of their souls were connecting in a way that they couldn't tangibly observe. The tiefling held out her arms for him, stepping closer to him in anticipation. They met, a soft gust of air coming up between them as their chests kissed. She stood on her tiptoes to accommodate Gale’s height, her arms wrapping tightly around him as he did the same. They swayed slightly to the side, the two entangling easily, naturally.

“I saw the fear on your face, I'm sorry…”

“Fear, yes, but for you, not because of you, darling…”

Gale countered her apologies with understanding, and Evie melted further into his shoulder. Such a sweet embrace was well needed after so much violence.

“I just…I just got to thinking, about it all…and he said he would help I…I thought maybe…I was being foolish, but…” She shook slightly, her voice breaking; a sign of more tears. His arms immediately tightened, slotting like a puzzle piece around her hips as he nosed at her hair. So many intimate touches and yet neither of them faltered or became coy. There was no double checking or hesitation when holding one another came as easy as breathing.

“No, don't…Don't do that, Evie…Don't apologize…You are quite alright, dear. You are such…gods, you are such a pillar of a woman, its most remarkable, truly, how you manage to be such a beam of light. You needn't apologize…you slipped up and that's alright…”

After he reassured her, they stayed like that for a moment. Gale swayed them soothingly, his cheek against the crown of her head as she hid within the column of his throat. They were like that for a long time, wordless and soaking in one another’s warmth. She then patted his back, and Gale nodded, the two coming to sit on his bedroll. She was sitting next to him as he began to read, his voice a low rumble, less animated than usual. It was a lullaby for her, and Evie immediately curled into his side, using him as a pillow to which he offered an arm as a blanket. They were like that for a few chapters before they nodded off; hells, Gale hadn't even been tired before that, but with Evie around, sleep came easily.

When he woke up the next morning, it was far later than usual. Both of them were early risers, so it was the two of them that usually started to pack up camp to continue venturing. However, that was not happening today. With a groan, Gale shifted, his face screwing shut. Though upon feeling such a comfortable weight draped across him, his bleary eyes cracked open a smidge, his head lifting. It was then that he saw her, Evie’s ginger lock cascading over his chest like the sun itself, her hand curled up beside her face as she used him as a pillow. Her soft snores were a sleepy morning symphony, and her bandage had fallen off with the amount of nuzzling she had done.

Before he could still himself, Gale’s hand came up to caress through the silken locks. A sigh of relief exited him from the mere feeling, but then, he reached for the bandage. It wasnt bloody, more so acting as a cover for her own sake. Though it was loose, and he didn't want it tangling in her hair. Carefully, the wizard plucked the bandage from her hair, and then he just sighed, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her closer to himself. It had been such a long time since he had tangibly held someone like this in his arms, to feel the mortal weight of a warm body beside him. She was no figment, no she was tangible, real creature of beauty and radiance.

He sighed as his thoughts evaded him and indulged in doting on her beauty; a habit he was developing as of late. Gale stilled a bit, thinking about the habit as he brought his knuckles to trail lovingly along the curve of Evie's cheeks. Gods…she was beautiful like this, and he never wanted to let her go lest she ever be hurt by another again.

Though as he absentmindedly caressed his friends tender cheek, her eyes fluttering open. It was then that Gale was greet by her now gaze. One orange iris with a dark sclera and the other a beautiful hazel-green hue. It was a stark contrast and yet it suited her perfectly, as if it had only added to her charming and adoring aesthetics. The tiefling in his arms sighed as she observed his unfiltered admiration, her sleepy haze closing once more as she cuddled close again. She stretched along side him, her ankles cracking and her tail shivering behind her before she laid slack against him again.

“Morning…” she whispered tenderly, and to this Gale felt his breath hitch. He coughed a little, his cheeks flushing as he responded.

“Good morning…”

He could feel the smile on her lips pressed into him and it caused him to smile as well, her amusement at him infectious. Though as she shifted, her moved so her cheek was a long his chest, her eyes opening again.

“Weird seeing me with a new eye, hmm?” She asked, being light hearted about the obvious change, but there was an edge of uncertainty. Perhaps he didn't like it, and for some reason, that made Evie feel bad.

“No….no…” Gale murmured, his thumb catching on her cheek once, more cradling her sweet face. In kind, Evie relaxed into his touch, her eyes fluttering shut once more.

“No it's…it's very suiting. It matches you perfectly. Just as sweet as the rest of you…” He spoke earnestly, and now it was her turn to flush slightly. With a sigh, she nodded.

“Good, I…I didn't want to look to awful…”

“Blossom…” Gale whispered the nickname, a term he has perscribed to her while they were sparring a few weeks before. They were bantering back and forth, and he had decided her nickname was blossom. Not quite a flower, for that was too delicate; and petal was too tiny. A blossom was kinetic with lively energy, about to bloom, radiate with life. Even now, as she looked up at him, her renewed gaze trailing over his fond expression, Gale agreed with his previous observation. Gods, what was she doing to him?...

“Yes?...” She replied back, the name striking her right between the ribs with heavy warmth. Gods, she remembered the first time her darling wizard had called her that, and it made her feel so…special. Unique…adored.

“I don't think you could ever look awful…ever…your soul is far to radiant for that…to precious.”

The smile that he got in response was positively coy and he couldn't help but grin sleepily, a chuckle escaping him as he squeezed her tight. Evie began trailing his chest with her claw, and he felt warmth blossom in himself in turn.

“Mm…you’re too sweet~...”

Closing notes: thank you for reading!! If you enjoyed, please let me know I adore interacting with people and I love these two it makes me want to explode!! Okay bye!!! 🧡🧡🧡

#gale x tav #galevelyn #gale x evie #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 fanfiction #gale of waterdeep #gale dekarios

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imlivinginyourtrashcan · 11 months ago

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Hi hello and howdy

Since I can't contain my thoughts here's all the "Mirage" logicistics. Basically they either swap or enhance ones personality, heres a few examples:

Mirage Lenore is way more looney and impulsive, with a practically nonexistant off switch having to be dragged off screaming before she sets anything on fire, her group mainly sticks with her for fear of their own lives and she and Annabel are ALLOWED TO BE GAY!!! HOORAY!!! They still have the pretend to hate each other thing but thats mainly due to Annabel's paranoia

Mirage Duke is a shit magician who constantly looses parts of his tricks, he's also like WAYYY too overdramatic, the kinda mf to fall over if you steal his chip,

"MY CHIP!!"

"Its... its just a crisp.."

"I WAS GOING TO EAT THAT!"

"Oh my god..."

So yeah, pathetic cringefail looser LMFAO, but he is the kinda person to pull a "OMG MY BEST FRIEND! MOVE!" And shove whoever out of his way

Mirage Pluto is if you took a wet cat and made him a golden retriever. He's very hyperactive, social, easily distracted. Mf is like "wanna hear abt my hyperfixations?!" Talks and doesn't wait for an answer a neat thing i did with some characters Mirage's is i inverted stuff abt them like hair, emblems, all that. He still thinks M! Duke's magic is cool

Mirage Berenice is a feral little creature, constantly biting or nibbling on things (mainly Eulalies arm, or her own. I dont think chewlery exists in the victorian era). She's also the queen of being unhinged, in spectre form shes somewhat normal at least. For the most part she's in her own world

Mirage Eulalie is the mean autistic, less into creepy/old things n thinks their lame and/or weird. She's the one dragging Berenice around and keeping the gang from falling apart. Her and M! Morella really out here sharing the only group braincell, shes also blunt as fuck and wont hesitate to tell you you look bad. I wanted to lean more into the japanese part of her character so she just kinda- speaks more of it now (lol idk how else to explain it)

Mirage Morella, like M! Eulalie, is a mean autistic. She's less emotional, and more of "I dont give a damn just get me out of here.", sticks with whatever group she's feelin that day tbh. Won't tell you you look bad, will probably just call you a dumbass and leave

Mirage Annabel is kinda like regular Annabel but without the "Life is like chess" mentality. So more jumpy, kinda a walking talking mental breakdown waiting to happen. Excess paranoia and increase of hallucinations cus pookie and I decided we aren't giving her a break

Mirage Prospero is no longer fancy and polite, he is sopping wet germaphobic wet cat. He will go through great lengths to avoid disease, faints around blood and puke, screams at the sight of his own rats (or just rats/bugs in general), actively raising his and Annabel's blood pressure with how scardy he is.

Mirage Montresor is imo the funniest one cuz he's just a polite little gentleman, doin all the chivalry shit like opening doors, pushing chairs in and out, saying his pleases/thank yous/welcomes, he's even calling everyone "Sir" and "Ma'am". He's still an asshole, but you really gotta provoke him to see that

Tbh, I didn't think much abt Mirage Will since Will to me is kinda just there as Monty's lackey who gets kicked around. SO he's less of a pushover, more demanding, up and refuses what people tell him, bullies M! Monty, he tried bullying M! Ada and M! Morella but bro got his ass kicked. On top of it, he's unfortunately more sexist and stubborn. No more people pleasing ig 🤷‍♀️

Finally, Mirage Ada. What I wanted to do for her is have her be an absolute girlboss who is always serving 100% of the time. Everything she does is her choice and for her and her friends, and and and shes Aroace too, pretty chill when she has to reject someone just like:

"Hey i like u"

"Oh! I don't feel the same but we can still be friends?"

"Ok"

EPIC HIGH FIVE

She also beat M! Will up, good for her

So uh, yeah! Thats all i got. If you have questions, feel free to comment or ask in the askbox. :)

#nevermore webcomic #annabel lee webtoon #nevermore webtoon #lenore nevermore #lenore vandernacht #annabel lee whitlock #annabel lee nevermore #duke nevermore #pluto nevermore #eulalie nevermore #berenice nevermore #prospero nevermore #will nevermore #morella nevermore #nevermore fanfic

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noxiatoxia · 6 months ago

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Can you give komahina (toxic yaoi?) headcanons

lemme see here. this is hard bc i dont necessairly have ~komahina~ headcanons i just have headcanons for komaeda and hajime it really has nothing to do with them as a ship;. but uh

ok so here's one. long winded. but i think from what we can gather about hajime he was a bit of a loner child. his parents didnt seem to gaf abt him. so i think he does get attached to people easy. tbh sdr2 was like a miracle scenario in some ways bc there's this guy who has little to no friends (be he never goes out of his way to make them) and then hes stuck with 15 other people his age and he's like i guess i'll talk to them what else can i do....and turns out everyone desires him carnally. tbf he's able to match ppl's freak and he's just good at listening (or pretending to listen) so this makes him popular. so its like ohhh ok we're friends now. hajime is that kind of guy who if he talks to someone once he calls them his friend. but like everyone IS actually his friend. anyways i think if hajime goes a long time without talking to someone he knows he starts to get a little nervous like if its been 1 whole week and he has not even exchanged small talk with like idk mahiru he's like "something is Critically Wrong" so then he'll go find her and be like "hi hows it going". its like disrupting his routine or whatever. i think the time periods for "how long hajime can go without talking to this person" varies depending on the person obviously. like with hiyoko it's like. they don't interact much so if it's been a week and a half he'll be like ohhh ok...maybe i should say something to her....but someone like kazuichi it's like. 3 days hasn't spoken to him once he's like Where Is That Mother Fucker.

this is all to say when it comes to komaeda in a komahina scenario it's devastating bc if he does not see komaeda in a while he gets fucked up abt it in like his anxiety/ptsd spiral his first thought it KOMAEDA IS DEAD. HIS LUCK GOT HIM KILLED. HE KILLED HIMSELF. and then hes like banging on komaeda's cabin door and shit like KOMAEDA. PLEASE.PLEASE. and komaeda is like um hi. flip side: komaeda is also very much like this but with people he's close-close with bc if he does not see hajime in like three days he's like HAJIME IS DEAD. MY LUCK GOT HIM KILLED. HE KILLED HIMSELF. and then he also goes crazy so they have to at least be makin small talk every day to ward off the demons....

as for like. TOXIC YAOI headcanons idk........anything in the chapter 4 area would be bad. i think. i have read so many hate fucking doujins in the chapter 4 time period. while dat all doesnt seem very canon to me (i just dont think hajime be doin all that. nor komaeda really) i see the vision. kamukoma was probably unhealthy on both sides if we want to go there. but like komahina. idk . 1) my brain is fogged up rn so it's hard to think you can ask again later if you desire but 2) really they aren't all that toxic like outside of a killing game environment. komaeda tends to keep to himself and hajime tries to understand people. so like. hajime is very much a "if it sucks hit da bricks" kind of philosopher so if komaeda was being a detriment to his health and he DID have a way out then it's not like he'd stay. hajime does put his foot down when things get too much. (if komaeda was a woman tho she could abuse hajime and he wouldnt gaf #mikanislandmodeending #hiyokoislandmodeending ) but see again komaeda wouldnt be doin all that. i cant see him intentionally hurt hajime post sdr2 canon, at most unintentionally toxic/unhealthy but again i thinnk hajime would in that case try to help him out like couples therapy style or something. WHERE AM I GOING WITH THIS. im bad with headcanons it seems.

#;noxiatalks2ya #dr #komahina

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theblanknight · 27 days ago

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CONTENT WARNING: yeah this is kinda one a' those boring spy posts where i just write about sex and seein stuff on my DIY Zoro patrols, what about it lol? go ahead n' skip, see if i notice!

Okay, i'll be a lil serious abt this as i know some who seem genuinely upset. Listen, Lily Collins, my newest wife i guess, is a professional actress and has to, and you know suttin? maybe wants to, in the past and future, do acting stuff on screen with people. I have kissed Wes Eliot, shown above on the left, on the lips twice when me and him were in Heather Fisch's terible play together. that's right. as a psychological attack i'd like to let you all know that i identified as bisexual way back in the day, and then as we got more progressive with words n' whatnot ho! i was that pretentious but trying to be all zen on the internet guy who was writing paragraphs in response to "whats your gender huh?" going on about i identify as bisexual and i know that etc theres more than two but etcetera thats what we had back in the day when i was cooler than you softbois thats just what i say by mistake oh im sory thats what u do right ur genuinely attracted whether or not its peen, vag, or nothin at all, right, ken doll? etc etc etc lol.

now as i was saying: i have literally. had peen. combined with vag. with other. AFAB. human beings than Lily, whose face i literally only apparently saw for the first time while knowing who it was this evening. two of these others AFABs, i was oficialy in a loving "in love" according to THEM anyway! relationship. i have hooked up in more temporary situations as well, what about it? capiche?

now folk're DYING to make me believe the secrets of the conservative world: oh poor us, oh no, we were just copying the libs, by sex we thought they meant holding hands in front of libs, we thought they were lying, we thought they were all actors, we dont actually go that far, our celeb kids just like the lib movies, no please, they wore wax lips, please say you never slept with grace marston! say that's who YOU are!!! please don't go with Lily Collins. stay. in my dream with me. and die.

ho, fuhgettaboutit! i don't care! for one thing, who cares? for another, you own ad agencies, you're friends with them, they want favors from you, i can tell you're not GOD, so stfu! oh wow you're surrounding me with nonsense. say're you rich or something? lol, oh look, you made Lily Jane in tarzan, you gave the cartoon her face, wow, you fixed it in the past, nobody has to touch anybody now, its okay marlon you're safe. lolmao! now onna the subject:

these're the folk i saw or whose proxies i saw today while out n about:

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was THAT her!? Her hair was not quite shoulder-length, strands of it shaped into something similar to how she had it in these pics.

Her face when relaxed was round, kind of like mine some say! They say that kinda like mine (and it pisses them off) when she moves her face it looks like "a million different faces" and yeah, you're right! lol, is that what i kinda look like? hey, was that the genuine Lily Collins celebrity in that cafe? Lily, you look great, i don't know what you mean. You look intelligent if that was you. there ya go. want me to take everything down yet? lol

2! St. Vincent. was THAT you? i received the secret message from instagram, put the pieces together, and i saw that you're, in fact, quite small as well! is that true!? was that you? lol hey, Lily isn't the same size as those "hot dancing girls" who hung out with Jessica Kaller either, i see this now! all you folk just look the exact same size to me, i apologize lmao!

n o' course, number 3: hey, how're you doin!? lol, no no no, i don't care if that guy was your boyfriend or not, i could see his facial expression, i know yall just wanna be nice lol! you CAN talk to me if you want but i dunno, i get the feeling there's stuff goin on behind the scenes to get everyone's stories straight, no idea

other notes i guess, maybe for myself: more "Koreans" sent me secret verbal messages in town, they seemed to reference my last post about Lily ,suggesting that Lily was the one sending them. is that true? heh, that's funny!

how did Lily act? uh, no offense, but she acted kinda like how jessica mei li acted when i saw her in the same parta town a few weeks ago lol! dunno if Lily saw me, but whoever that was at that cafe or whatever, thanks for the very obvious codes i guess! oh, and i saw the stalkers they send at you on the streets. hopefully the folk who've been looking out for me see your stalkers now too. im sure they hate your stalkers so whatever, who knows lol!

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serpentsandsecrecy · 5 months ago

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so muchmore trivial than what i usually post over here but some people arwe so weird. was playing a roblox lgbtq+ hangout game lastnight (if youve played any of them before you know its bad) and i was having a pretty good time with this circle of people i was adjacent to (pretty much it was the friend of another person there who was a friend of my friend and so on and so forth) and we get to a point where people are just showing up and one of the people in the group is like hey!! thats my bud come sit over here bud and thats all well and good. but its a group of people in the open in a roblox game so of course people will come over and invite themselves which is fine i guess. but there was this guy that came up to us and soeta joined the conversation and he wasnt doin anything wrong but he didnt have any flags on his profile. again theres nothing wrong with that. but he just so happened to enter the circle standing next to this girl. and shes weird. first of all she had a bunch of accessories of flags and stuff which i found kind of pointless and obnoxious but whatever its her identity and her avatar so i didnt say anything. she also talked weird. like she had no concept of subtlety or grace she announced when she didnt like someone who was RIGHT THERE it was just hard to watch. and she made her avatar like really big. i dont mean fat cuz thats fine but like really tall. like why do you need to take up that much space. anyways these two drastically different people are standing next to echother and the lesbian trans girl goes "i dont wanna stand next to a potentially straight guy." and moves. what. what thw fuck is wrong with you 😭 and shes like "its because straight guys always want me to change my mind and force me into roleplay" (she kept talking about the forced rp thing like ok we get it yeah lesbians have it rough WE ALL DO THIS IS A PLACE FOR PEOPLE TO CHILL NOT VENT ABT SEXUAL HARASSMENT THIS IS ROBLOX) anyways we were all like hey man thats kinda mean like you cant put all straight people into a box like that. and she just kinda made excuses but like wtf

1. just because theyre straight doesnt mean they cnt be trans or some other gender (still queer)

2. even if that is a straight white cis man. that person is not worth less, they arent doing anything wrong, and they are not here to personally attack you. just because youre a lesbian doesnt mean you can hate all men because thats a fucking person who hasnt done anything to you thats actually sexism

its fine to be wary i guess thats a normal human response when you are hurt by something you tend to avoid it. but thats a person. thats a human person with an identity and you ARE discriminating against them i hope you know that

#stupid post sorry

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pesterloglog · 1 year ago

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Roxy Lalonde, John Egbert, Harry Anderson Egbert

Candy, page 38

ROXY: sup john

ROXY: long time no see

ROXY: well alright then pal

ROXY: i do believe u know the way to the living room

JOHN: yeah, yep.

JOHN: thanks.

JOHN: sorry for staring like an idiot.

JOHN: it’s...

JOHN: i just got done with a whole week of feeling weird about hanging out in my dad’s old house again.

JOHN: I kind of forgot to think about how it would be surreal coming back here, too.

JOHN: some kind of nostalgia whiplash, i guess.

ROXY: fair enough yo

ROXY: harry andersons out if u were wonderin

ROXY: hell scoot back home later so if you make it thru round 1 of awkward ex-family convos im happy to say you can be rewarded with another

JOHN: oh, cool.

JOHN: i’d like to see him, if…

JOHN: if it’s okay with both of you.

ROXY: ya we chatted bout it

ROXY: but like i said

ROXY: one thing at a time

ROXY: lets me n u tear this ol egbert/lalonde estrangement band-aid right the fuck off n see what we got goin on underneath it

JOHN: sounds like a plan.

JOHN: so, uh.

JOHN: i’ve been doing a lot of thinking recently.

JOHN: and i’ve realized some things.

JOHN: some stuff that involves you and some that doesn’t, but all things i think you deserve to know.

JOHN: whew.

JOHN: ok lemme think where to start...

JOHN: you know how jake left jane?

JOHN: i mean, i assume you know.

JOHN: though, uh, no offense, but jane’s version might be...

JOHN: skewed.

ROXY: oh lmao nah i didnt hear it from janey

ROXY: harry anderson filled me in on wat he got thru the teen grapevine

JOHN: oh!

JOHN: are you guys not...

JOHN: nevermind.

JOHN: i’m sorry, i came to apologize for my shit, not pry into your business.

JOHN: we don’t have to talk about jane if you don’t want to.

ROXY: janey n me havent been super tight of late

JOHN: ah.

JOHN: what about politics not coming between friends and all that?

ROXY: lmao well turns out sometimes someones politics make it p clear what kind of friends they value

ROXY: or dont

ROXY: and idk sometimes people you used to like when you were a teen grow up to be assholes or w/e!!

ROXY: i think i was clingin to somethin just to prove to myself that i was doin stuff right

ROXY: ol rolal

ROXY: hella normal

ROXY: v good at sticking with friends

ROXY: the more i thought abt it the more i figured holdin on to that one thing made me lose out on some other shit

ROXY: u might relate

JOHN: haha, you got me there i guess.

ROXY: anyways

ROXY: im not tryna take up all ur big speech time w/ my stuff

ROXY: you were tellin me about how jake n janey finally went splitsways and how it gave you some kind of epiphany

JOHN: no, it’s cool!

JOHN: i’m glad to hear it.

JOHN: we can come back to your shit after my shit, maybe.

JOHN: but yeah, jake, he uh...

JOHN: he and tavros are living with me now.

JOHN: i think for the foreseeable future. we were expecting jane to have kind of a fit about it, but all we’ve gotten so far are some divorce papers.

JOHN: if she knows where jake is and she hasn’t had a drone fleet dispatched to nuke my house off the planet i think that’s a good sign she’s actually just letting them go?

JOHN: which is kind of surprising, but, uh. good, i guess.

ROXY: ok ill b the first 2 admit that janes turned into kind of a jerk lately but u no shes not actually like

ROXY: literally evil

ROXY: lol

JOHN: that’s debatable!

ROXY: sry to disappoint but janes just a person and you cant actually blame her for everything that went wrong in our marriage like i was her helpless thrall or somethin

JOHN: that’s not what i was saying...

ROXY: ok neither of us came here to argue about janey did we

JOHN: you’re right. let’s just not talk about her.

ROXY: yea

JOHN: anyway...

JOHN: i’ve been doing a lot of thinking about how things got to be like they are.

JOHN: i guess i’ll just come out and say it.

JOHN: i completed fucked up your entire life.

JOHN: i’m not going to pretend like there are two sides here. it’s my bad, totally.

JOHN: like, not just what happened to our marriage, though it’s also true that that’s completely my fault.

JOHN: but even before that...

JOHN: i think i fucked up on just this massive, fundamental level, and it’s what i did—

JOHN: or, well, what i didn’t do—

JOHN: that caused every stupid bullshit thing about the way this world is.

JOHN: none of this was supposed to be this way.

JOHN: honestly, it doesn’t feel right that we got married at all, does it?

JOHN: your life was heading in this whole other direction with callie, and i just...

JOHN: i dunno. i just kind of took that from you.

JOHN: i think i ended up taking a lot of decisions from a lot of people.

JOHN: everything took a backseat to what i wanted.

JOHN: whatever cosmic significance the lives here do or don’t have, all the pointless suffering i’ve created is... inhumane. and—

ROXY: oh nah ill stop u rite there my man

ROXY: im sorry john ilu but this is some hot steamin horseshit

JOHN: what?!

ROXY: its some real jerkoff emoji stuff is all im sayin!!

ROXY: you think you choice mattered so much that no one elses could measure up?

ROXY: n then what

ROXY: did u get what u wanted?

ROXY: did your life end and the points got tallied and you came out on top or like what?

ROXY: still p much seems like were movin to me

ROXY: and you sure dont seem like ur winnin so wheres all this good shit you got that you gotta go around handin out apologies for?

ROXY: also damn dude while were at it!!

ROXY: u forgot to actually say sorry in that apology!

JOHN: no, i didn’t — i just meant...

JOHN: i’m sorry for fucking up your life, or making it not—

ROXY: i like my life!!!

ROXY: i mean it aint perf and i got my share of fuckups n mistakes in there but you dont get to tell me its fucked up

ROXY: or that it isnt real or somethin

ROXY: its mine!

ROXY: i mean i felt... somethin i guess

ROXY: but its not just you

ROXY: youve never been the only player in this game u kno

ROXY: do u not remember who all was there when this all kicked off?

ROXY: me n callie wouldna told u u had a choice if it was all just some meaningless bs

ROXY: its not like i was ever some master seer of all that ever was or will be but i do know a lil bit abt what coulda gone down if things were different

ROXY: and u know what

ROXY: i like the way things turned out just fuckin fine

ROXY: so maybe u could stop wastin precious eternity thinkin ur so special that its ur fault everyones not perfectly happy

JOHN: i just kept wanting to find ways to make everything make sense, you know?

JOHN: but maybe it just fucking doesn’t.

ROXY: i know we became grownups in a world built specifically n cosmically for us

ROXY: so i get wanting to find a pattern in everything

ROXY: but not everything has 2 b that deep

ROXY: n when u think abt it

ROXY: lookin at it that way, like evrythin has to be this elaborately purposeful heroic design to be worthwhile

ROXY: is actually p shallow

JOHN: oh.

JOHN: yeah, i guess.

JOHN: i’m sorry. it’s just so hard to not feel like a total asshole.

JOHN: maybe i’m not some grand vizier of destroying time and space or whatever.

JOHN: but we KNOW that there’s a canon timeline out there.

JOHN: and it seems really obvious to me that we aren’t in it anymore.

ROXY: so what

JOHN: “so what”???

ROXY: yea

ROXY: so what

ROXY: tf do i care that theres some other reality out there some1 arbitrarily decided was the “real” one

ROXY: whats that have to do with the life i have now

ROXY: what is there actually that makes this one mean less than that one to the ppl who r actually in it

JOHN: you never feel like it would’ve been better if things had gone a different way?

JOHN: magic or no, i could have done a lot differently, for you especially.

JOHN: stuck around, or... fuck.

JOHN: stayed out of your way to begin with.

JOHN: let you and callie do your thing, or do whatever it was you seemed to be headed off to do.

JOHN: i just didn’t expect it to be me, after...

ROXY: nah dont say that

ROXY: i mean i accept ur apology this time but

ROXY: theres obvs all kinds of ways shit coulda gone

ROXY: and tbh back then

ROXY: with her...

ROXY: mostly i think i just wanted to do stuff right

ROXY: not that i knew wtf that even meant lmao

ROXY: which was prob the problem lmao lmao lmao

ROXY: just like

ROXY: we had this big fresh as hell start at bein people!

ROXY: i had all these conflictin thoughts abt how to be me in the first place

ROXY: like what it meant to date a beautiful skull alien

ROXY: sexualitywise and genderwise and person in generalwise

ROXY: for a while there i didnt know if i wanted ppl to think of me as a woman at all

JOHN: ah, i didn’t know.

JOHN: well, i guess maybe i wondered?

JOHN: but the way young idiot me would have wondered, so not that deeply.

JOHN: and it seemed like you’d forgotten all about it when we got together.

ROXY: i hadnt forgotten about it

JOHN: do you want to talk about it...?

ROXY: i coulda told you then but i kinda felt embarrassed abt flip floppin with my identity i think

ROXY: mean it isnt like i grew up with big airquotes society tellin me what was right n wrong like u did

ROXY: so it wasnt any kind of shamefest

ROXY: just a lot of abstract hypotheticals wed only just started talking about and never got very far into

ROXY: just idk i thought i might do things one way but then i stopped hangin out with callie as much

ROXY: its not like i stopped thinkin abt it

ROXY: or her

ROXY: but it never rly came up with anyone else and i didnt rly feel like i could talk abt it with you so i never brought it up again

JOHN: i’m really sorry you felt that way, roxy.

ROXY: its ok its not ur fault

JOHN: but you don’t regret it?

JOHN: not going for that stuff, and instead just... marrying me?

JOHN: i’m not asking so you can absolve me, i’m just impressed.

JOHN: how do you not second guess every choice you make?

ROXY: i havent stuck my head in the timeline vortex like u have so i dunno what its like to see other options

ROXY: i just do things the best way i think to do em and then shrug n hope it works out?

ROXY: i dont think i can regret anything

ROXY: theres not only one right way to be me imo

ROXY: i like the me i am

ROXY: its not like i went n decided “actually hell ya love to be a woman n do all the shit on the woman checklist”

ROXY: i get that thats prob what it looks like outside of my own self but i dont care abt that

ROXY: sorry lol im not good at this whole explainin what transpires in my brain thing

ROXY: idk this life ive been livin gave me harry anderson

ROXY: that kinda outweighs anything else just for me personally

ROXY: n its not like i ever totally quit thinkin abt that gender stuff

ROXY: i just found a different way to work it out than maybe i was originally gonna

ROXY: i...

ROXY: but lmao john were just adults

ROXY: were not dead!

ROXY: idk i mean were only what... barely middle aged in regular human years?

ROXY: we got all kinds of hypothetical but still prolly finite eternity to work our shit out

ROXY: who tf knows

ROXY: its not like you figure out who you are when youre 23 and then the rest of ur whole life is just sittin back watchin ur shit fall apart or not

ROXY: i mean maybe thats been it for u so far

JOHN: haha. ouch.

ROXY: i just dont think im anywhere near done buildin those roxy self actualization train stops

ROXY: who the fuck can say how many more i got lined up

ROXY: same goes for u

ROXY: if youre willing to look at this life as more than a cosmically pointless dead end failure that is

JOHN: i guess...

JOHN: there’s literally nothing to do but keep moving forward.

JOHN: i may as well not be a big fucking downer about it if i don’t have to be.

ROXY: thats the spirit

ROXY: weve got a million billion lifetimes ahead of us john

ROXY: u dont even KNOW all the ways u got left to fuck up in!!

ROXY: hows that for some inspiration??!

JOHN: it’s...

JOHN: it’s pretty fucking inspirational, roxy.

JOHN: thank you for trusting me with this personal stuff.

JOHN: i know partly you were telling me all that to kick my sadsack ass, but i know you don’t talk about this kind of thing every day.

ROXY: to be real i hadnt even let myself think abt it every day

ROXY: so thanks for lettin me ramble at u out loud instead of just almost thinkin abt it once every few years

JOHN: i guess sometimes it takes hearing the same shit over and over until it sticks.

JOHN: that’s mostly an own on myself by the way.

ROXY: lmao were just rippin off those bandaids left n right over here

ROXY: a coupla professional issue discussers

JOHN: yeah, i’m frankly baffled by how fucking good we are at this?

JOHN: where was this when we sucked so hard at being married?

ROXY: buried under a shocking number of issues is my guess

JOHN: well, it’s nice to throw a few off, for once.

ROXY: feel free to communicate with me instead of spendin the next 300 years in a silent prison of your own making if u so desire

JOHN: hey harry anderson.

JOHN: it’s really, really good to see you.

JOHN: do you wanna go for a drive?

HARRY ANDERSON: yeah, dad.

HARRY ANDERSON: that could be cool.

#homestuck #homestuck epilogues #roxy lalonde #john egbert #harry anderson egbert #candy epilogue #page 38

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angabby-zzz · 1 year ago

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Kailani getting gabby totally soaked while trying to split up her fight w jack and violet is like my favorite use of her powers idc… yes its the . Only scene she uses them in so far but still. Like at the time gabby isnt focused enough to be anything but like ?? Reasonably upset abt everything that happened? but later shes like damn she did that. kailani ftw? are we fr friends now? and idk. its cool that her powers are kinda all or nothing and she n gabby are both Too Much 4 ppl cuz they dont take shit.

Also i remembered demigods bein like changed (like nico becoming a ghost) by their powers if they use them too much bein a thing? maybe? and like isnt it freaky to know ur way more likely to have that happen to u than 2 ur brother. But also not rlly doin much 2 change that cuz ur your own person damn it you can do what u want and Also cuz it makes u more like ur mom. Kailani white im shaking u so hard rn

#text pose #oc lore #the power thing is cool 2 me also cuz its like elementals in the magisterium #edit turns out those are specifically the Animals. and not humans. wtv u get it

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goldenguillotines · 2 years ago

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OK.. I HAVE MORE THOUGHTS IN MY BRAIN... ABT ... WHAT EVERYONE IS DOIN... but these are my ideas for these guys

Masayo is bringing Vaniee on the biggest most lavish fucking whole day long date. Spoiling the shit out of her the entire time. Nothing is too expensive. Absolute menace about finding a nie restaurant and renting it out for the both of them.. Also I do think to make up for his absence.. doesplan to do the safe with jollie the following day. Sends her one of THOSE GIANT ass bears. Sorry

Wicata is holding a lil thing at her tattoo parlor. Offers those "blind" tattoos gatchas with a bunch pre designed inside. Gives flowers out the whole time.. goes home for some snuggle times with Vel and Katz later hehe.. Keeps everything lowkey..

Nakaou and Lyz hangin out [: Making stuff together. Friendly times.. Both getting to chat.. snuggles.. Tons of /p snuggles to be had.. Overly happy cat. Probably ends the day by going out and giving some stuff he made to his quads.. and """"secretly"""" leaves something for his crush.. His friends all receive stuff he's been working on for them. Patches of their symbol he's made! Hand painted and everything

Riaske is stealing Zev away for the whole day. Incredibly lowkey day. Except he seems extra clingy for some reason. Surprises her with something homemade and flowers he went out and picked from his old home. Shares a bubble bath together <3

Mickey probably is also running a lowkey day. Probably drops something off for Cretel that's actually pretty sentimental but a huge glitter bomb to be a dickhead.. Sends Daisou a care package full of sweets and goodies.. and Takes Heilda out on a fuckin fancy ass date. I mean like the rich snobbish type ones. You would cringe.

Katz spends most of the early day snooping up on Jejune.. Just to fuck with him in all honesty. Probably gives him like a fuckin cheap ass bag of hot chips as a "Ur insufferable and annoying but w/e don't want you to feel left out" thing

Ketana is actually being pretty normal I think. He perhaps probably ordered things for his quads and left them somewhere for them to find. Actually pretty sentimental things too.. Takes tricky to a Cafe and actually looks relaxed for a little

Nobayo sends his students gifts.. he doesn't have a ton of them.. but he can't help but splurge on a particular pupil of his.. throws in some treat he purchased with a note for Alfadi..

Vanmit.. I think he probably just is super mentally ill that day /LH. Very elusive. I do like the idea he tried to make his quads/friends something small. A few cookies that are a little crisp.. but <3 he tried

Threadweaver is outdoing everything Masa/Mickey did by x1000. Motherfucker is arranging the most sappy fuckin day. Flowers. Pays for anything Cupid wants.. Let's her go on a Dan shopping spree.. Tons of gifts and sugar coated words the entire day.. and just because he's occupied doesn't mean he's gonna pass up his other quads.. Sends them ample gifts of different varieties.

Jae doesn't like quads day lmao. Thinks it's childish but won't rain on anyone's parade. Makes something small but nice for his quads... probably makes Daph breakfast if she really is feeling the day.. might make them something nicer too and share a bottle of wine together [:

#oc talk #if u have anyone i missed.. u can ask (:< send me alil ❤️‍🔥 wit their name and ill tell u!!#long

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imjusttpeachy · 4 years ago

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sleepy angel. (c.h.)

Can I please request some cute corpse husband fluff. I really want something adorable and cute with him. Like playing with the readers hair and cuddles and that. -anon

okay yall i hope this isn’t too weird but i saw a tiktok abt it and thought it was the cutest thing ever and just— i needed to write about it. pretty short but i’m just getting back into writing sorryyyy

please check out the warnings!!

playlist

the licks - lavender kiss

wet bandits - movies as friends

puma blue - want me

dre’es - warm

daniel ceasar - get you

summary: reader is feeling a little cuddly but doesn’t want to disturb Corpse during his stream. who knew the floor could be so comfortable?

word count: 944

WARNINGS: she/her pronouns used, dom/sub undertones???, basically you sit on the floor and he plays with your hair pls don’t read if uncomfy with stuff like that

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You didn’t consider yourself a clingy girlfriend.

No, not at all.

It wasn’t clingy to want to be around your favourite person at all times, just to be sure that they’re safe and happy and not too stressed, right? Just to be sure.

Well, that’s what you told yourself anyway as you crawled out of bed and shuffled toward your boyfriend’s office where he was currently streaming. He probably still had a few hours left, but your skin was itching to feel his touch. You had already spent the past couple hours smothering yourself in his hoodie and comforter, reveling in his addicting smell. Though, even with the soft plush completely surrounding you, you couldn’t shake the feeling of just needing to be near him.

You shouldn’t distract him— that was the last thing he needed when he was already so anxious during streams, but it couldn’t hurt to just sit with him, right? It may even be relaxing to have you there, just keeping him company.

Pushing open the door to his office slowly, you peeked in through the crack, eyes immediately spotting that messy mop of black hair only illuminated by the monitor’s light in front of it. You found it odd at first, that he liked playing in the dark, but realized how much smaller it made the room feel therefore being more comforting to him. Finally gathering all your nerve, you pushed the door open and slipped inside the dark room quickly shutting it behind you. You felt kinda creepy, hiding in the shadows and against the walls of the room but you didn’t want to scare him at a bad point in the game and embarrass him in front of his audience. Watching his monitor from over his shoulder, you thought of a plan as you waited for the round to end. You didn’t want to distract him, so sitting in his lap was a big no; glancing downward though, a grin began to pull at you lips as you finally figured it out.

The game went on for maybe another minute or so before the ending screen played and all the characters began transporting back into the lobby— it was go-time. Silently slinking down to your hands and knees, you slowly crawled over to the side of the chair before hooking your chin over his thigh and gazing up at him. You felt his body jerk slightly at the pressure on his thigh, his gaze shooting down from the monitor and locking onto yours as you grinned at him from the floor. He gaped at you for a second before his hand shot out to mute his mic.

“Baby, what-“

“Just wanna be with you,” You could hear the confusion in his tone before you cut him off with your quiet mumble, sighing softly and closing your eyes as you settled in your place, hands folding to rest in your lap as to not accidentally reach out and wrap around his leg as well. Though, as the room settled into silence your brow furrowed as you lifted your chin off of his thigh to look up at him, mind beginning to race with the thought of making him uncomfortable. “Is... Is that okay? I’m sorry I should’ve-“

“No, no it’s okay bunny, I was just surprised.” It was his turn to cut off your nervous rambling just as you began to spiral, his hand coming down to rest against your jaw tilting your gaze back up until it locked with his again. His eyes drifted over your face as you looked up at him with probably the most lovesick expression painted all over your face, nuzzling into the warmth of his hand. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as you settled your chin back over his thigh, sighing in content. Your eyes were fluttering closed when he spoke up again. “Are you sure you’re okay down there?”

A soft hum was your only response as you shuffled closer to him, finally giving in and wrapping your arms around his calf; he tensed for a moment and you were just about to unravel yourself from him again when he relaxed before a large hand found it’s place atop your head. You could practically feel yourself melt into him as he began to card his fingers through your hair, another soft hum escaping your lips in content as his nails scratched along your scalp. Chuckling softly, he leaned back toward him set up and reached for his mic, the hand in your hair still carding slowly through your locks causing you to shiver every so often when his rings ran along your skin.

“Hey, sorry, (Y/N) just needed to ask me something.” You giggled softly as he lied right through his teeth to his stream-mates. It was harmless though, just a little funny; you couldn’t hear them anyway. Even if you could though, all you could focus on was the hand running continuously over your head despite the game starting up again.

“Nah just what I want to eat, we can literally never decide what to have…” His words trailed off of your focus as your body relaxed even further into his. The soothing motion of his hand beginning to lull you to sleep no matter how much you tried to fight it off. His thumb began to run along the cheek that wasn’t smushed against his thigh as you floated in and out of consciousness, his touch so gentle you’d begin to think you’re made of glass. You could barely make out his mumbled words as his soft touches finally plunged you in the depths of sleep.

“Sweet dreams, princess”

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When your eyes fluttered open again they were immediately met with pitch black, which would’ve startled you if not for the solid form resting halfway on top of your body; your mouth pulling into a wide grin as you felt the slow breaths of your person warm the crook of your neck. Reaching toward your nightstand, you pat around blindly until your hand lands on your phone— as much as you didn’t want to move, you didn’t know how much time has passed since you had joined Corpse in his office. Squinting as the light from your phone flooded the room, you quickly turned down the brightness before looking at the time, confirming that you definitely didn’t have anywhere to be for at least the next few hours.

However, as you continued to stare down at your phone you began to scroll through the seemingly never-ending mentions, you only became more and more confused. Finally biting the bullet and tapping on one it immediately opened your screen to Corpse’s Instagram— but more importantly, a picture of you.

There you were, completely relaxed face smushed against his thigh as you slept soundly, but that wasn’t all. That signature hand had taken it’s place carding through your hair just as he did to lull you to sleep. Your heart was already fluttering as you stared at the photo on your screen but you think it might’ve stopped as your eyes caught the caption.

corpsehusband: “sleepy angel”

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@.valkyrae: was this during the stream? omg corpse you liar

@.sykkuwu: u guys are so cute

@.jacksepticeye: SIMP

@.bretmanrock: jealous 🙄 corpse baby i thought we had something

@.tinakitten: okay loverboy

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hey guys long time no see! i was gonna make a post abt why i was gone for so long but i think that’d be overkill. i’m okay now and i’m very excited to keep writing for you!

i think i’m gonna branch out to other fandoms as well but idk yet. i’m working through the requests in my inbox rn so i’m gonna do those first. gonna open up drabble requests too!

okay that’s it! thanks for reading as always, let me know what u think down below or in my asks! love you guys, hope you’re doin well <3

#peachyrequests #corpse husband x reader #corpse x reader #corpse husband x you #corpse x you #corpse imagine #corpse husband imagine

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the5thplanet · 3 years ago

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Gareth Emerson x Munson! reader

hi! this is my first ever thing on here, also its not proofread so be nice! my OC is named Victoria munson (eddies 16 year old sister who is currently a junior bc *skipping grades bc shes smart* but I will put her down as Y/N so you dont have to read this as my oc! also, this will most likely be headcanons and imagines unless people want to see an actual fic abt this. but i guess this will be about how y/n and gareth became friends :)

-jupiter

Y/n sat at the lunch table next to her brother, who was way louder than she was. Eddie was currently going off about how we (the dnd kids) are always getting picked on by the media. the lunch table erupted with laughter as y/n put their head down, begging for class to start so they could leave the booming cafeteria.

"y/n?" Gareth asked, putting a hand on their shoulder. Y/n looked up at him. Gareth spoke again, "were all going to practice later, and we were wondering if you could sing for us-"

"sure!" y/n chirped. Gareth was flabbergasted (i love that word so much).

"that was easier than i thought it was going to be" Eddie chimed in.

Y/n rolled their eyes at their brother before the bell rang. They picked up their bags and speed walked out of the busy cafeteria.

-skip to the end of the day-

eddie and y/n were on their way home, "so practice will be around 6, so if i were you i would eat-" y/n tuned eddie out as they leaned their head on the window, the could glass soothing their skin.

when they got home Y/n went to their room and put on a metallica t-shirt, with a black skirt/ pair of jeans , white socks and converse.

they brushed through their hair and waited for 6.

the way to gareths house was silent besides from the music on the radio, eddie was head banging his heart out any time he could. y/n smiled seeing their brother. when they pulled up to the juniors house y/n suddenly felt their nerves. "why did i agree to do this?" thoughts ran through their head, "what if my voice cracks-"

"Y/N" eddie called out their name. caching their attention, "are you gonna get out the car or yu just gonna sit there."

Y/n composed them self, "coming!" they hollered.

"hey Y/n" Jeff called, "whatcha doin here?"

"yknow," Y/n siled, "just gonna give you guys the best preformance youve ever seen"

...

so that was it! if you have any ideas for y/n and gareth, let me know! i hope you enjoyed and i cant wait to cotinue this!:)

keep your head up!:)

Jupiter out

(p.s) im new to this so once i figure it out ill be linking part 2 to this :) but part 2 is posted!

#gareth x munson! reader #eddies sibling #gn reader #stranger things #smart reader #the5thplanet #sfw #garethxreader #gareth emerson x reader

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ladiiskittles · 3 years ago

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i just don’t get the shit i have the biggest heart and it’s always gettin walked on no matter how hard i try not for it to happen it does,i can’t even be happy for a while anymore i swear every other day it’s some shit i’m really starting to think my dreams are true i really do!! she says one thing and i see somethin else and it proves to me that my dreams are really true and that this point maybe i really do just need to let it that part of my life go yea we had some really good memories and i don’t wanna let her go cause i really do like her more then she knows and maybe that’s my fuckin problem i jst like her way too much if i really do feel like the feelins are mutual then why am i still there

just for once i wanna be happy with everything,be happy cause i’m in the best relationship be happy because after all this hurt i’m finally with someone who likes me for me and not using me for a good fuck..i’m so tired of crying everyday cause i’m hurting i wanna cry cause i’m happy,happy that i can finally go to bed and wake up with a smile on my face but instead i have everything runnin thru my mind i will never know what happiness feels like

all my “friends” have a girlfriend/boyfriend so it’s jst me everyday can’t go anywhere cause their too busy for me can’t talk to them cause their too busy for me can’t even really tell anyone how my day has went and how i’m feeling when i need people the most like right now i have no one i have so much stuff on my mind and i can’t tell anyone to that i trust and won’t judge me or go back and tell people so i’m on here where i know no one will see it and/judge me it’s sad that i gotta do it this way but it’s the only way it’s out of my mind

honestly i’m jst not happy anymore and still wanna know what is the purpose of me bein here im not happy, the ones i like don’t like me,can’t do anything i want,bills and bein broke is taken a toll on me,i try to make people happy but don’t get anything in return,i just really don’t get wats the purpose for me being here jst to live everyday heartbroken cause i’m already living dead so why be here i really wish i did succeed those 3 times i tried to kill myself and i been wantin to do it several times again just don’t want mama to find me right after i do it so i try to have her go out of town so i can do it to where i will be long gone when she does find my body i been feelin sad and depressed for yrs and the 1 person who i thought i could talk to(mama) told me to “stop thinking about it” i’m basically home alone everyday all day i wanna know how imma stop thinking abt it cause if i could i would i really do think it was that easy,i basically told my “best friend” that i wanted to kill myself (once again trying to talk to someone) and all she did was read my message like wow and that really showed i have no one but my damn self just really wish i didn’t feel like this but i been doin it for almost 11 yrs and the past 5 yrs really got bad..this yr i think i did the most crying i every did in the last 6 yrs..i really wish i could jst not have any feelins like they do me but im not made that way i go home everyday and cry(like right now) i shower and cry i lay in bed and cry i wake up and cry i sit outside for a bit and cry i sit in the car and cry i talk to the animals and wish i could be them and cry..people really think i got it easy cause i have no kids and i really don’t people just don’t understand i wish i had kids it would be me and my kids and i would be happy with that just let it be me and my kids and leave me alone!!!

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yakocchi · 4 years ago

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Our Prenuptial Nightmare // Eisuke

hooray, finally the end to this dumb season LOL but i like this one a lot…… maybe it’s even the one from this season only worth reading (i havent read all of them tho)

well this one is actually kind of refreshing bc as i posted before, it’s abt the MC losing her memories. she’s not just a season 1 blank slate… she doesn’t remember anything after getting a job at the Tres Spades, so she barely remembers her own friends as well. yikesu

my rambling behind the cut

so eisuke honestly treats her the same as he always does, just obviously more distanced (im gonna read the His POV after this so idk rn). shes pretty spooked about this scary guy, maybe even more than she was in season 1 since he’s way more caring about her health or w/e despite being a CEO and all. for a pretty long time, he keeps her stuck in the hospital. he brings her a dvd that contains a media appearance of him publicly introducing her as his fiancée and she’s like “tf, is this a prank???” and all sorts of ppl visit her and stuff. shes still pretty much in disbelief about the whole thing until her parents come visit and they clearly know who this weird guy is

eventually she gets stuck in his penthouse instead. tbh she’s probably not “healthy” enough to work rn given that she doesn’t remember anything about her job, but she can’t even step one foot outside the room without soryu and his goons (appointed by eisuke) being like “HEY WAT U DOIN” so it’s kind of dull and jarring for her haha. later she finds a diary that she wrote in before her memory loss and she’s like “oh wow……. i was simpin that hard for this guy huh” (ok more like “wow, i really love this guy huh”… but i mean same thing). she also wants to make food for him and cooked up a risotto but since eisuke’s been busy af, she ends up falling asleep before he comes home (late) to eat it.

then eventually she presses forward about learning more bc she feels that eisuke is hiding a lot about himself, esp. in terms of what he does. and shes right abt that bc hes purposefully not saying anything abt the black market auctions, etc. eventually eisuke gives in and explains to her the whole 20m bid thing that started this whole romance. she tells him she wants to learn more, and so eisuke turns it into a whole date. They have a date that’s the “type of date for a first date”, and then it concludes with the inn at Kobe.

PART 2 eisuke makes it sound like hes gonna bone her but obv the guy is just teasing for the most part and it ends p cute bc he’s sweet (sweet for his standards) about it. later they go to that same petting zoo or w/e with the cute bunnies. lol eventually the same bunny that doesn’t seem to hate him shows up too. they end up bringing the rabbit home (the rabbit’s name is Maron, as in “chestnut”) to take care of. i guess maron is their animal bebe now it’s been like a month, so she returns to work eventually. hikaru notes that she’s doing pretty well for someone who doesn’t remember how any of this works. but then later, she passes out while remembering the strange discussion she overheard the day she lost her memories. eisuke goes WAH MC and then when she eventually wakes up and he’s like “it’s ok, dw abt it” while she’s like “bro i got something to tell u”. next day he tells her that he’s made her the Floor Leader of the eventual “Tres Spades Maldives”, but then she realizes during the flight that the man with her is not Eisuke, but Yuuma sent there to comfort her and also to do the Maldives business stuff. it’s obvious eisuke’s trying to separate from her. after all, it’s been a month and there’s no sign of her memories returning. he’s pretty blunt about organizing all of it without her realizing (wow what’s new). she’s really sad about it but relents and goes with it anyway. i mean eisuke is obviously pretty sad about it too since he parts with her with that genuine smile and says along the lines of “Don’t forget… that I’ve always loved your dumb face.” why i QQin BRO

well hikaru and yuuma are here in maldives so not too bad. also the penthouse bedroom is pretty good, it’s an aquarium lookin thing anyway so obv eventually the “generic gangster model” guy has to show up and kidnap her. well yuuma comes to the rescue and blahblah they want to murder her bc eisuke knew too much abt business nonsense going on again and then she dives into the sea. before she drowns, the real eisuke miraculously shows up to save her blahblah everyone else comes to save the day (2) and then they return to the Maldives suite. eisuke is like “smh i should’ve taught u how to protect urself” (…) “swear to me that u will not behave like an idiota ever again” and her memories come back after she goes “I can’t promise that (…) if you put yourself into danger, then I will continue to do the same” and has a flashback of his confessions from various seasons. HUGS lol that cg really has him going :I before a : )

everything goes back to normal, she finds a ring on her right hand and they’re wearing like… couple rings..... boi you guys are supposed to be married soon, just wait for those well fin. i skipped a buncha stuff in this “ramble” but yea my first impressions and all

#SORRY had to reup i posted a weird unedited one #kbtbb #kissed by the baddest bidder #eisuke ichinomiya #pretend this neva happened

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