#character name drop???? oooo

[libbytwq]

"Recieving Answers" part 1

next part: here

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SMGL:E walks slowly out of SMG1 and SMG2’s house, being careful to shut the door without making much noise. They let out a sigh in relief as the door shuts almost silently.

They look around and gaze up at the night sky. The stars were gorgeous. But now was not the time.

SMGL:E pulls out a small scrap of paper from his jacket pocket. Karen had found it this morning and handed it to her when SMGL:E stepped into McDonald’s. Neither knew where it came from.

It read:

Dearest SMGL:E,

Meet me by your USB. I may have the answers you’re looking for.

♡ An old friend

It was awfully sketchy, and awfully vague. But the idea of having closure to the gaps in his memories was worth every second, so SMGL:E speed walked in the direction of their USB.

The cool night air brushed their face and ruffled the fluff on their tanuki tail and blew through their fluffy ears. SMGL:E wore a serious and determined look on her face.

Closure... knowing about what happened before arriving in the Mushroom Kingdom... this is exactly everything SMGL:E could ever want!

Several little twinkles appear in the corner of SMGL:E’s line of vision. A pink one, a teal one, and a blue one. She sighs. They are used to these sparkles appearing at random points throughout the day and don’t want them to bother her now, not when she’s so close to having answers.

From the corner of his eye, she sees the teal spark whizz in front of her in some sort of shape, and for a moment, he thinks he saw the teal sparkle write a word, before it disappears as fast as it appeared.

Stop.

SMGL:E frowns and continues speed walking in the direction of his USB. They will ignore it.

The blue spark whizzes in front of him, just like the teal one, and forms another word.

Don’t.

SMGL:E groans and picks up the pace. They maneuver their way into the forest their USB is located.

Whatever these stupid sparkles are, they are trying to stop her from finding answers.

She will ignore them. They keep going.

The pink spark doesn’t form any words, but whizzes around her in speedy circles, and feels what feels like a hand grab their shoulder, but there’s nothing there, just pink sparkles, and it’s not enough to pull SMGL:E back. But it’s enough to startle him and yank her shoulder away.

They groan loudly, stop running, and yell out into the night, to wherever these sparkling entities are around them.

“Whatever you... things are, I want you to leave me alone for just this moment!!” SMGL:E shouts, frustrated. “This is my one chance at finding out a hint on who I actually am, I need answers, and you won’t take this away from me!”

They stop yelling, and wait for any type of response.

Nothing. No sparkles.

SMGL:E sighs in mild relief and wanders into the clearing of the forest, and spots the USB.

But there’s a person standing in front of it, their back facing her. Someone who looks familiar, but still someone she’s never met in their life.

They wore a dark gray vest and a white collared shirt, and long, sleek, black gloves that reached their elbows. They wore dark pants and knee high, sleek boots. Their hair was black and sleek, and in the silhouette of the night, they looked like they had fluffy gray ears, similar to the fluffy ears SMGL:E has, except her ears are purple.

SMGL:E swallows nervously and hesitantly steps closer. They clear their throat. Here goes nothing.

“...You wanted to see me?” Her voice wavered as she spoke.

The figure turned around and SMGL:E sees their face for the first time.

A familiar face, yet so unfamiliar. They had a singular curved, dark gray horn just above their forehead in the direct middle, and three eyes, two in normal spots and one on their forehead, with black in the spots the whites should be. Their pupils were a glowing white color, and they stared at SMGL:E, and a smile curves from their lips.

“I was hoping for the day I’d get to see you again,” they said. “I’ve missed you.”

They walk towards SMGL:E and grins. They were shorter in stature compared to SMGL:E.

SMGL:E tilts their head, a little nervous.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know who you are. When I crash-landed here, my memories were all out of whack-”

“That’s perfectly okay!” They say, the smile not leaving their face. It was comforting, but also... ominous, but SMGL:E wasn’t sure how. “I don’t blame you for your memories being a little fuzzy. It must be awfully terrifying not knowing what happened prior to this… but I’m here to offer you some answers.”

SMGL:E’s face lights up and she sighs.

“Thank you… what’s your name?”

The mysterious person smiles a soft smile, their glowing white pupils twinkling lightly.

“Ignatius.”

SMGL:E was a little stunned.

Ignatius… that sounded… extremely familiar…

I.

SMGL:E had a habit of associating colors and words and objects and creatures with specific letters of the alphabet. I, J, K, L, M, N…

Something clicked in her brain.

These letters were people.

And Ignatius was the I.

They matched the exact vibe SMGL:E associated with I.

The one SMGL:E didn’t like thinking about for too long. The affection, yet the dread… the feeling of being able to meld with this person perfectly, yet the feeling like she will crumble if she allows that to happen… the one they associated with black and gray and white… the one they associated with the number three… it all made sense!

SMGL:E smiles softly, mildly nervously.

“…I don’t exactly remember you… but I remember your vibe…” SMGL:E says softly.

Even if the vibe was a little ominous, having some semblance of familiarity is a relief.

Ignatius smiled softly.

“What a relief… now for your introduction…”

SMGL:E glances around slowly, mildly confused.

“…You already know my name..? You wrote it on the paper you got to me…” SMGL:E says, tilting his head.

Ignatius chuckles under its breath.

“Maybe so, but you don’t know your name, now do you?”

SMGL:E feels even more confused.

“I do, though?” SMGL:E responds, puzzled. “It’s literally SMGL-“

“SMGLore.”

SMGL:E stops as Ignatius cuts her off.

Did… did they just…

She looks at Ignatius stunned, who just looks at her with a knowing smile.

“Your name, before your memory got wiped, was SMGLore,” it says, walking closer to them. “That’s what the L stands for. Lore.”

SMGL:E feels their heart race.

Lore…

SMGLore…

That was the name on the tip of her tongue that they were seemingly always unable to say. Every time she tried to say it, she glitches out a bit, as if he had forgotten it, despite not forgetting it.

“…SMGLore..?”

SMGL:E gasps when they realize they are able to say it.

“…oh my goodness… Lore… that’s me!”

She grows giddy and ecstatic. They can remember his name! After so long, she could remember what the L stood for!

Ignatius gazed up at SMGL:E lovingly, smiling softly. It had been a hot minute since it has seen her smile like that.

SMGL:E turns to Ignatius, beaming happily, before going to his chaotic performance grin.

“Now I can properly introduce myself to everyone I meet!” they proclaim loudly. “IT IS I, SUPER MEME GUARDIAN LORE!!”

The yelling echoes throughout the forest, and Ignatius chuckles softly.

“Do you want to keep the “Error” in your name, too?” it asks. “That’s what the E stood for in SMGL:E, right?”

She grins and shrugs.

“Eh. It gets to be a bit of a mouthful, y’know? Maybe I can drop the ‘Error’ sometimes.”

Ignatius chuckles, and SMGL:E’s smile softens. Despite this being the first time since they lost her memories they have heard Ignatius laugh, it feels like he’s heard it dozens of times before.

Ignatius steps closer to SMGL:E and puts both it’s hands on her shoulders and gazes up at them lovingly.

SMGL:E feels their heart skip a beat in his chest, and they blush lightly.

“Ignatius, hang on, what’re you-“

Before she could finish the sentence, Ignatius had pulled SMGL:E by the shoulders into a kiss.

SMGL:E freezes and doesn’t reciprocate the kiss immediately. Part of her felt horrified that this was happening, but part of them felt like this was right and perfect and wanted it to continue, and yet there was another part that felt ashamed for thinking that, because he wanted to save her first kiss for Karen, and now it had gotten pretty much stolen.

SMGL:E pries Ignatius off of her and breaks the kiss.

“W-Woah woah woah, hang on… what was that for?”

Ignatius was a little stunned when she parted the kiss, but composes itself.

“…Right, you don’t remember…” they say, smiling softly. “…We loved each other, Lore, y’know. Before your memories got lost.”

SMGL:E blushes and sighs.

“…Okay, maybe we were a couple back before I ended up here, but even if you’ve known me all your life, as far as I’m concerned, I’ve only known you for two minutes, so having my first kiss stolen by someone I’ve only known for two minutes is… yeesh…”

Ignatius’s eye twitches.

“That was far from your first kiss though, darling…” they say, a loving smile on its face.

SMGL:E blushes and frowns.

“Okay, whatever, but that felt like my first kiss…” they grumble softly. “I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings, but I was saving it for someone that wasn’t you.”

Ignatius’s smile falters for a moment, but quickly regains themselves.

“Someone else..? Who else could there possibly be?” they say.

SMGL:E almost names Karen, but feels the colorful sparkles from earlier return. SMGL:E feels a little frustrated that they’ve returned despite her yelling at them, but doesn’t show it on her face. Ignatius can’t seem to see the sparkles, which is a bit of a relief.

SMGL:E feels the phantom hand of the pink sparkle gently tug on their arm, almost as if it wanted her to stop speaking. SMGL:E sighs and decides not to say Karen’s name.

“It’s none of your business,” he says. “I came here for answers about my past, not small talk about my love life. I don’t want to focus on our history quite yet… I just want to know what’s going on. Tell me where I came from, what am I, how I got here… everything you know…”

Ignatius looks a little less happy than it was earlier, but smiles softly anyway. SMGL:E swears she saw a flicker of Ignatius’s hair drift up like a piece of ash from a fire into the night.

From the corner of her eye, SMGL:E sees the three sparkles whizzing around, the pink, teal and blue all writing out a word.

Unreliable.

SMGL:E pays it no mind and looks down at Ignatius again, who smiles a charming, yet eerie smile.

“…Very well. I will tell you all I know.”

end of part 1

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[themintman]

yall y'all y'all I always forget that like. I post public art. On a public account. Like I don't realise that people actually SEE my art or think about it or whatever. Bbut. My GOODNESS. this month I have seen my art in the wilderness and I AM. TERRIFIED???? HELLO???? PEOPLE KNOW ABOUT MY PUBLIC ACCOUNT????? it's so scary goodness me. ANYWAYS KNOW THAT IF YOUVE REFRENCED MY ART AT ALL I DO KNOW. I HAVE SEEN IT AND I AM PROBABLY FREAKIG THE FUCK OUT GOODNESS ME. IM JUST TOO SCARED TO RESPOND BEYOND LIKE. A LIL EMOJI REACTION. HHH

[yougavemeyourheartyouknow]

Childs play (Miguel O’Hara x fem! Reader [ex-Childhood best friend turned Fwb AU]) Part 1

Hiiiii! I’m so freaking excited for y’all to read this I’m literally shaking! This will only be 1 part. (Edit: I’ve changed my mind it will get a second part but it won’t be put right away) Shout out to @chickenshit03 for beta reading the one shot. Absolute sweetheart 🫶🏼. Not proofread, enjoy!!

(Y/N)-Your name.

NSFW!! SMUT!! MDNI!! Cursing, light choking during the deed , protecting PinV, Miguel being a big meanie near the end, Comfort/Hurt, lmk if I can’t think of anymore

Word count: 4.6k

Part 2

Masterlist

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Knock knock…

“Hello, I’m sorry if I’m intruding but I wanted to introduce myself, me and my family just moved in next door and I wanted to introduce ourselves.” Your mother said as she stood at her neighbors door, you hid timidly behind her leg as she spoke to a Hispanic woman with curly dark hair. Your eyes wandered around her living room, or at least as much as you could catch from your spot. Not paying any mind to the conversation they were having when your eyes spotted a young boy around your age, about five or so walking past with a few legos in hand.

Your shyness was quickly overtaken with curiosity as you went to pull on your mother’s hand, she must have been watching you stare at the brunette, because before you could even turn up to ask her if you could go play, she was already shooing you in the direction of him as her and the other lady went to go talk over coffee in the kitchen.

He didn’t glance up at you as you sat down in front of his spot on the living room floor, being too preoccupied on the Star Wars set he was working on.

“Hi.”

“Hi.”

“My name’s (Y/N).”

“Cool.”

“What’s your name?”

“Miguel.”

You paused, shifting to sit down better before speaking again.

“Can I help? I love legos.”

He stayed quiet, and for a second you think he’ll say no, until he shrugged and moved the instruction book so you both could read it, making your lips come up in a smile.

“Sure.”

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“You can teach me to play street fighter a million times and I will never understand it.” You huffed as you dropped the controller on your lap and leaned back on the couch, the tv in his living room sounded out a “finish her” as Miguel’s character killed yours, you couldn’t even be bothered to remember the names, peeved off that’d he beat you for the upteenth time, him not even having the courtesy to let you win one round.

“I’m not gonna be sorry for you being bad.” He retorted in a teasing tone, sticking out his tongue at you, and blew a raspberry. Your arms quickly crossover your chest as you puff your cheeks out with a pout.

“You’re so mean to me Miguel, I hate you.” You mumbled the half-lie to the other ten year old, looking away as you felt your cheeks heat with embarrassment, you didn’t even notice his movements until you felt him grab for your hand, turning your head to realize he was now standing in front of your spot on the couch.

“You don’t hate me, I’m your best friend.” He states, making you nod your head in confirmation after a beat, “Good. Because you’re my best friend too.” You smiled.

“Can we play something else then?”

“Nope.”

“Ughhh.”

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“(Y/N), it’s your turn to spin the bottle.” Mj’s voice snapped you out of your head, suddenly aware of all the other fourteen years olds turning to stare at you. Was it a bit embarrassing you were about to lose your first kiss in a game of spin the bottle?

Half-dried nail-polished fingers gently grabbed the base of the empty Coke bottle, praying to god no one saw the way your hand trembled slightly, as you gave it a good twist. As your eyes tracked the blur of clear glass, you got your lower lip, silently hoping it was someone who you wouldn’t fluster up in embarrassment when you had to tell them who was your first kiss in the four walls of the lunch room. Like Kyle, or Ben or-

“Oooo- you got Miguel!” One of the other girls giggled as your eyes shot up to where the tip was pointing and surely, there he sat in front of you. Miguel was good…yeah, great even! You trusted him, he was your best friend since you were practically in dippers…So with a fine silent look of confirmation, you crossed the circle, closing your eyes as your lips connected for the first time.

Is it normal for your heart to skip a beat during a kiss? God how red is my face right now? Have I been holding it for too long? I wonder if he’s enjoying it, he hasn’t pulled away so that’s a good sign right? I should probably stop now. It's been like four seconds.

You finally pull away, sitting down on your knees as you bring a hand up to wipe some excess saliva away from the cover of your mouth. The sound of the next person going to spin the bottle muffles out around you as you focus on the weird flutter in your stomach.

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“SLOW DOWN MIG-YOU’RE DRIVING LIKE A MANIAC!” You yelled as your left hand flew to grab at your seat belt, right hand gripping the overhead handle so hard your knuckles were turning white, pushing yourself as much as you could into the passenger seat at you could while he just let out an eye roll and chuckle as you were being dramatic (you weren’t).

“I’m not taking driving advice from someone who doesn’t have their license yet.”

“You got your license yesterday! I don’t turn sixteen for another four months!”

“Don’t care, you could ever shut up or take the bus.”

You couldn’t respond right away because another scream came from your throat as he turned a corner.

“If I die in this stupid car, I’m going to haunt the shit out of you O’Hara!”

“I’m not gonna let you die, stop being dramatic.” He scoffed, finally pulling up to the school parking lot, finally slowing down as he looked for a place to park. His arm comes around the back of your car seat as he goes to backwards park in an empty spot. “See I didn’t let you die.”

“I’m actually traumatized…” You muttered, eyes still wide as you kept still in your seat. Miguel let out a huff and he goes to take your seatbelt off once the car was shut off.

“If I buy you some subway during lunch will you stop complaining?”

“…yes.”

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“Maybe I could just take a gap year-or-or go to the community college nearby, just until I can transfer, then I can try for Columbia again?” You kept fumbling your words, looking at the rejection letter in your hands. If you tried to focus on it enough, you’d be able to hear the paper shaking lightly in your hands. Glossy eyes trying to rapidly blink away tears before they fell on the paper. Miguel quickly shook his head as he placed his coffee cup down on the table of the cafe you two would frequent.

“No. Not happening, I’ll just reject my application and we can go to Stanford together in California.” He told you, making you copy his actions as you placed the paper down next to your other University letters.

“Are you crazy? That’s your dream school! I am not letting you do that for me. I’d never forgive myself for that.” You admitted, looking at him in those familiar brown eyes, praying to god yours weren’t growing bloodshot from the emotional moment between you both. Miguel letting out a heavy sigh, his hand going to run through his pushed back brown locks as he looked down at his letters again. The silence that grew over you two was almost suffocating, a thing it never felt like around him. It made your heart ache, trying to keep back a whine and some tears as you closed your eyes and took in a shaky breath before opening them again and finally breaking the silence between you both. “I mean…FaceTime is a thing right?” Miguel raised a brow at your sentence, before it clicked in his mind what you were implying. Quickly shaking his head, his hand coming up to stop you.

“No. No. I can’t even go a week without seeing you, I’ve lived next door to you for thirteen years and you expect me to be okay with us being two thousand miles away from each other!?” You glanced around you when Miguel raised his voice slightly, luckily other than you and the owner the place was practically barren.

“Mig, we’ll figure it out! We’ll call and text, FaceTime, and I’ll come back for breaks! And besides, you don’t strike me as a type to enjoy California.” You attempted to lighten the mood, thankfully being met with an amused grunt and his lip twitching up slightly.

“Fine… just, promise we aren’t going to end up like all those friends who stop talking because we’re going to separate college’s alright?”

Your smile grew. “I promise.”

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Ring…

Ring…

Rin- “Hey it’s Miguel,” your ears perked up, quickly scrambling up from your position on your bunk bed, where you were laying on your stomach, “I can’t come to the phone right now, leave me a message.” Beep.

“Hey Miguel… just wanted to see how you were, I finished my exams for the semester, and I’m going back to Neuva York tomorrow. I wanted to see if you’d want to hang out during the break, let me know… bye…” You mumbled before you hung up the call, tossing your phone on the other side of your bed. Running your hands through your head, letting out a heavy sigh. Closing your eyes to keep any forming tears of frustration from spilling out.

You and Miguel weren’t as close as you’d like to be anymore. How did a few months apart completely unwind the tight knit threat that had kept you both close for years? It had started out well, you did good at keeping your side of the promise and he did as well. Texting every hour, FaceTiming him every weekend, calling every night while you both studied, it almost felt like nothing had changed.

Then, classes became harder, you’d both start to develop new friends, new routines. The text became less frequent, now lagging to every few days, FaceTime sessions were now non-existent and your daily calls now became monthly, never lasting more than half an hour. You hated how you two were growing apart, and it hurt to see that Miguel didn’t seem to care. You didn’t have to see him in person to notice his new friend group was starting to change his personality. He was starting to seem more stoic, dry, it almost seemed like he was constantly agitated or something of the sort when you finally would get a hold of him. Still… despite the gradual change he seemed to be going through you still had hope that deep down he was still the same old Miguel you had grown to love and cherish. And that spark of hope only grew when you heard the faint buzz of your phone from the foot of your bed, quickly grabbing it to read a new message.

Text me when you get in tomorrow.

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This was not what you had in mind.

Somehow Miguel had convinced you to go to some random bar that didn’t ID with him and his college buddies. “I’ll be fun” he said, “you’ll love them” he said. Now here you were forced to listen to some snobby trust fund kid bitch and moan about how he had to inherit his father’s company and blah blah blah. You weren’t even paying attention anyways, his words were going into one ear and flying out the other, opting to sip on your mixed drink to help keep you from banging your head into the bar counter. Tonight had simply e been the worst. Not to mention Miguel had been acting… different.

Maybe he just wasn’t good with distance, but it still struck you as odd how the second you were both finally in close proximity it was almost as if nothing had happened, like your friendship with each other wasnt badly strained for weeks on end. It didn’t stop there though, no no no. Because now that you were with him in front of his new friends and all dolled up he had been more… touchy, and not in a way he had been before.

A hand on your thigh, an arm around your waist, a finger idly twisting and twirling your hair. It was so… intimate… like he wanted them to think there was something there that was more than just a childhood friend. You couldn’t say that you hated it, it was just unexpected.

“Hey… let’s get out of here?” Miguel’s whisper snapped you out from your thoughts. The way his voice murmured lowly against your shoulder as he all but rubbed against it like a cat making your cheeks flare up and a shiver ran down your back. Quickly ignoring the feeling of the spike in your heart rate and the wetness growing in your panties, nodding as you go to stand up, not wanting to be in the over cramped bar any longer and just waiting to head back to Miguel’s place since you were staying there for a week. Feeling like your knees were going to give out from underneath you when he slid his large hand from between your shoulder blades and upwards to squeeze your right shoulder.

Not sure if your hazy mind was from the alcohol or from his actions anymore. Not sure if things would go back to how they were before you’d left when he went to leave sloppy wet kisses on your neck as soon as his apartment door was closed and locked. Not sure if you could look at him the same way after he made you see stars from the comfort of his sheets. Still you couldn’t stop. It felt too good, he felt too good.

“Fuck- felt so fucking good…” He hissed as he pulled out from between your legs, taking a moment to let himself to catch his breath before rolling the condom off and tossing it in the trash can. You didn’t respond, still out of it from the aftermath of experiencing nirvana in the form of drunk sex. Letting out a sigh as you turned to your side and closed your eyes as drowsiness starts to seep into your bones. Feeling the other side of the bed dip before a strong arm came around to hug your waist.

“…Miguel?”

“Yeah?”

“This… was a one time thing right?”

A pause, a heavy sigh before you felt his soft lips kiss the nape of your neck.

“… of course.”

—

A flash of light shined through the darkness of your studio apartment. You didn’t even need to check the notification screen in order to know who it was. Only one person would text you at two in the morning.

Come over?

If you told your high school self that the only time you ever saw Miguel was in the deeps of night while you were tangled in his sheets, she would have thought you were lying. The most fucked up part was that it was starting to affect you mentally, how your best friend had turned into a booty call because of one night from a drunk fuck seven years ago, it was painfully obvious you’d never get to the point where you’d be able to go back to the way you both once were. You couldn’t help but cling to the last broken bits he was willing to give you though. So every time he calls or texts you at random hours of the night since you’ve moved back to Nueva York, you’d show up at his doorstep like you are now.

“I know it’s late, I'm sorry, these Master exams are kicking my ass.” He apologized while letting you in after a few seconds. Closing and locking the front door before gently pushing you against it, his lips already finding their usual spot against the crook of your neck. Calloused hands began to slip underneath the baggy material of your hoodie, his large fingers gently grazing the exposed skin, you’ve learned to stop wearing shirts to these sessions a long time ago. “Need to blow off some steam…”

“Miguel…”The way you’d breathe out his name always made him feel like he had died and gone to heaven, your hands wandering upwards against the black fabric of his tank top. His lips separated from the blossoming red and purple mark they left in their wake so he can pull your jacket off before stripping off his own shirt. Your arms quickly wrap around his neck, any guilt that had been lingering in your mind quickly melted away when his hands ran down to your hips underneath your waistband, thumb fidgeting with the thin fabric of your panties. “Need you-“

“Need you too Cariño.” He muttered before going to place a gentle peck against the edge of your lips, you couldn’t help but let out a small whimper at the movement. You’ve noticed he never kisses you directly on your lips, always on the edge, on your neck or cheek. You would have felt your heart ache if the feeling of your core throbbing when his hand dragged your bottoms down to squeeze your ass wasn’t more overwhelming, lifting you up to wrap your legs around his waist.

Half of the time you two didn’t even make it to the bedroom, finding a spot on the hallway wall or against the kitchen counter. This was one of those times, he stumbled over to the couch, too distracted on leaving hickies all over your chest and dipping his fingers into your wet cunt. You let out a gasp when you landed on the brown leather rather harshly, making the couch move a few inches from its original spot due to the weight of both of your bodies hastily climbing on top of it. He made quick work to strip the rest of your clothes from both of your bodies once he made sure you hadn’t accidentally hit your head. Quickly slipping a condom before lining himself up.

“Fuuuuck-fuck…” He groaned, as he pushed the tip of his cock between your folds. Your mouth falls open in a silent scream from the deliciously painful stretch that he always provides. Giving you a second to adjust to his length and girth before pulling out and slamming his hips against yours, each thrust making your silent whimpers and whines turn into pornographic moans and incoherent babblings. “Love filling you up. You love this cock don’t you?” He taunts, it was so cruel the way the words fell from his mouth but you loved it nonetheless. Nodding rapidly as you gushed around him for the first time tonight.

“Nah uh… need to heard you say it. Use your words.” He smirks, enjoying the plop plop sound that started to quietly reverberate off the walls of his living room. Glancing down momentarily to watch a thin layer of cum that was forming a ring around the base of his cock. “Tell me how much you love it.” He urged.

“Fuck-fuck… love it so much.” You moaned, overstimulated from your orgasm, squirming underneath him just the way he liked. He couldn’t help the way his ego swells at the way you feel apart for him.

“Don’t know what I’d do without you.” He cooed as he propped your leg over his shoulder to get a better angle, his sweet words always messed with your foggy mind. “Such a sweet little thing, all for me.”

“Don’t-don’t say that Mig.” You whined, head turning to the side, as your hand dropped from his chest to drop off the couch. His right hand quickly leaves your hip and runs up to your neck, keeping his grip light as he props your head back to face him with his index finger.

“Aww poor baby, can’t handle when I talk all sweet to her, huh?” He let out an airy half chuckle. Despite the honey-like toned he’d use, the underlying taunt was always present. “Let me make it up to you baby.”

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he thrust deeper into your core, making your hips subconsciously jump up to meet his.

“Mig-Miguel, I’m so-so close.” You whimpered and whined, clenching around his length, his hips stuttering slightly as you felt the heat building in your lower belly start to grow with each thrust.

“Cum with me baby… Cum all over this cock.” He groaned.

“Fuck-Fuck.” With one final thrust, you finally came undone around him, his name falling from your lips over and over like a mantra. Miguel followed suit, stopping his thrust while fully inside your cunt, letting out a deep groan as he came.

“Shit… You okay?” He asked once he was able to collect himself enough, climbing off top of you before rolling the used condom off his softing member, picking up his forgotten boxers and placing them back on.

“Mhm…” You nodded, trying to stabilize yourself on shaky arms and legs. Miguel seemed to have noticed, picking up your clothes from the floor and making his way over to hand them to you.

“Let me get you some water.” He said before retreating to his kitchen. The only sound in the air now was the faint noises of him rustling around his cabinets, and the quiet shuffling of clothes. Hating the feeling of putting your legging and hoodie back on due to the thin layer of sweat still on your skin. Once you were decent enough Miguel came back with a glass of water and handed it to you. Mumbling a “thank you” before taking a sip. Miguel cleared his throat as he sat down on the other edge of the couch, eyes cast down, hands rubbing anxiously together, finally deciding to break the steadily growing awkward silence. “Look, (Y/N), I wanted to talk to you about something… something kinda important.”

You raised a brow, noticing the sudden change in his behavior, taking another quick sip before placing the half empty glass on his coffee table. “What’s up?”

He released a heavy sigh as he brought a hand up to scratch the back of his neck, still not making eye contact as he continued. “I’m not sure how to say this, so I’ll just put it out there…” He finally brought his gaze up to meet yours, “We need to stop seeing each other.”

Huh?

“I’m sorry what?” The words came out of your mouth before you could stop, your face quickly filling up with confusion and a bit of disbelief as you stood up. Miguel follows your actions as he puts his hands up in defense, but you continue before he could try explaining. “You can’t just fuck me on your couch then tell me afterwards we need to stop. You know how much of an asshole you sound?”

“I know, I know it makes me sound like an asshole.” He tried to reason with you, going to finally put on his shorts and tank top that were still on the floor. Not feeling like being half-naked during this conversation. “Look, there’s this girl I’ve been seeing and it’s getting pretty serious-“

“A girl you’ve been seeing?” You repeated in disbelief. “You can’t be for real.”

“Well, we never agreed to be exclusive. It’s not like we were going to start dating or anything.”

Ouch.

You had to turn away so they didn’t see the tears building in the corner of your eyes, but even with your face hidden your body language gave you away.

“I know we weren’t exclusive but fuck Miguel.” You shake your head, going to make your way to the door. “I’ve known you since we were five and you’re just gonna throw me away like some old toy?!”

“Hey-no. That’s not-that’s not what I mean, you know that.” He takes a step forward, grabbing your arm before you could get too far. “We can’t sleep together anymore, but we can still be friends.” You couldn’t help the scoff that left your lips, finally gathering yourself enough to pull your arm away and face him again, not caring if he saw the tears cascading down your cheeks. He’s made you cry one too many times, it’s about time he saw what he did to you. “We can still be friends! You’re still my best friend (Y/N)!” He couldn’t help but let his voice come out in more of a panic, a bit more rushed. You quickly shook your head.

“No. No, we aren’t best friends anymore Miguel, we haven’t been in a long, long time. I know that, you know that. So don’t pretend like we are just because your afraid of losing your emotional support fuck buddy.” You finally head toward the door and towards your car in the driveway, not turning to face him as you hear him call your name. “Don’t call me, don’t text me. If you're as serious about this girl as you say you are, you’d do the right thing and block me. Because I’m so tired of waiting around and pretending like one day you’ll wake up and realize I’m in love with you.”

You froze once the words came out, hand still on the car door handle as you came to the realization you finally admitted the secret you’ve been holding for the past ten years. Your free hand going to cover your mouth as you finally turn to look at Miguel, the look of shock from the confession was evident. You shook your head as you attempted to back track.

“Wait, Miguel I didn’t mean to tell you that-it just happened-“

“… You should leave.” His voice suddenly became stoic, his face hardening so it was hard to read his emotions. “This is just helping my case. Leave.” The tears flowed harder down your face as he slammed the front door shut. Leaving you to sob into the emptiness of the night as you finally let all the pain from the last seven years catch up to you.

You weren’t surprised to see your text bubbles turn green the next morning.

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“I really think this one is it.”

“Me too!”

“He’ll love you in that dress.”

“Aww I can already see the waterworks.”

All you could do was smile, your hands repeatedly smooth non-existent wrinkles as you looked at yourself in the mirror, you looked like a real life princess. After what felt like hours you finally found the wedding dress. You couldn’t be happier.

“Alright Miss future Osborn.” Your maid of honor squealed, finally getting your attention, “You need to get out of that dress, you need to meet up Harry to look over the venue.”

You sighed, as you turned back to admire the white wedding dress one more time. “You’re right, I don’t wanna keep him waiting just cause I can’t stop staring at myself.” You giggled, before heaving to the back.

You and Harry have been dating for four years now, and he had proposed last month during your anniversary. You couldn’t be happier, he treats you like a queen, better than any other Man you’ve ever been in romantic contact with.

Once you had finally finished changing out of your regular clothes, you grabbed your phone out of your purse. Sending a quick text telling him that you found a dress, before doing a quick check on insta, wanting to look at the engagement pictures you posted on your page last week. But the soft smile on your face quickly dropped, like your heart did to your stomach when you checked your activity page.

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[oh-no-its-bird]

Similar fic idea to One Step Three Steps, but instead of some random Hatake brat being zapped into modern Konoha from the very early days of the village, it was actually the at the time Hatake Clan Head.

I'm gonna go with the Hatake family tree I tossed into Chasing Shadows for fun, meaning a) the clan head is named Haruka, and b) she's Sakumo's mother (thus Kakashi's grandmother) and Tobirama's aunt

She died very shortly after Tobirama (like a week tops) and the rest of her clan was wiped out pretty soon after her.

(Sakumo was raised by the only other survivor of the clan, an old grandma with poor memory who hadn't been in any state to fight, and who later passed away when Sakumo was still pretty young— so he learned very little about their clan and their traditions, and then passed on even less to Kakashi before he died)

I have literally nothing else for her other than the above, so I guess we'll figure out her character together as we go along

With that said, this is gonna be a long one, so buckle in for

✨️ The Hatake clan head time travels from early to modern Konoha ✨️

Immediately, there's just so much potential pretty much anywhere you drop her into the timeline.

Lets take her from the very first years of Konoha, where they're still lowkey building the village and Madara is still around (bc I love the drama of the time traveler respecting Madara only for the future people to be like "oooo... ok, so bad news actually— Also, you legally aren't allowed to talk good about him for military dictatorship reasons, sorry :(" )

And then we're gonna drop her into kid Kakashi era, with Sakumo still being alive

Right off the bat -> That's Sakumo's fucking mom!!!! Holy shit you guys!!! The last time she saw him he was like a literal infant she JUST recovered from birthing AND NOW HES A WHOLE MAN!!!!

Shes grabbing him by the cheeks squishing him to death, there may be baby talk involved (he's a grown man let him go oh my god??)

If she comes before his mission gone wrong, her presence prevents him from going on it (disaster averted,,, for now) He's currently in the running for most likely to become next Hokage and she's so disgustingly proud holy shit. Her baby!!! Hokage!!!

Maybe have some talk about how that'd make either 3 or 2 Hatake's in office depending on if you count Hashirama as a Hatake (Haruka does not) and how that's kind of bad, right? Only Haruka doesn't give a SHIT about that (politicians hate her and shed hate them too if she didn't enjoy making them suffer so much)

"But Haruka, as clan head aren't you a politician too by default?"

"Haha yeah!! Isn't that awful? (For all of them)"

If she comes AFTER the dreaded mission gone wrong, Haruka is all about backing up his decision (the Hatake are a clan who emphasize loyalty like no other, which is also part of why they took to Konoha's mentality so well)

Shes telling Sakumo he did the right thing and fuck literally everyone who says otherwise. Trust your momma Sakumo, she knows best

Her being there averts Sakumo's death— either bc she manages to keep him going, or bc she interrupts him mid suicide

(I can see Sakumo trying to go through with it specifically bc he thinks at least Kakashi has Haruka now once he's gone)

Also oh my god SAKUMO YOU HAD A BABY??? SHE HAS A GRANDBABY???? AWWW CMERE LITTLE GUY LET GRANDMA GIVE YOU A SMOOCH— OHHH SAKUMO LOOK AT HOW HE STABBED ME OHH WHAT A GOOD BOY, WHAT A CUTE BABY BOY!! CMERE BABY— OHH SAKUMO LOOK HES BITING ME AWWW THATS SO CUTE!! WHOS A GOOD GRANDBABY?? WHOS A GOOD GRANDBABY?? (said like she's talking to a fucking dog)

Kakashi kind of hates her.

There's like a whole big bit about the Hatake clan bloodline limit, which is sort of general wolfy stuff, enhanced senses, some extra strength, etc. And my all-time favorite take, adaptation ✨️

Their white chakra is super flexible, able to adapt and change to fit pretty much any situation —or even other bloodline limits. (Which is why Kakashi not only survived the sharingan implant but came to arguably master it)

Anyways -> other than the white chakra (which neither Sakumo or Kakashi know the details of other than it's their family chakra and its,, white. Exciting, I know), their bloodline limit seems to have borderline dissapeared with Kakashi and Sakumo, due to basically them not knowing how to feed into it / activley supressing it to conform to polite society (unaware that certain impulses aren't actually just intrusive thoughts but actual instinct trying to get them to do things necessary to feed into and reawakened their bloodline limit)

Kakashi actually shows more hints of still having it bc of his age, while Sakumo is very well practiced in accidentally supressing it to conform with general society.

So obviously, Haruka is like "hey guys!! What the actual fuck is this!!" and immediatley (borderline desperatley) trying to get them back to her perceived normal

She's actually REALLY fucked up about all this. Her own son!! Her own grandbaby!! And they don't even eat enough MEAT!!!! This is an actual nightmare, this is like basic baby stuff all the Hatake's should know and she's getting nothing but blank looks and vuagley ashamed guilty stares from Sakumo as she asks if he even takes Kakashi on hunts (he didn't even know that was a thing he should be doing.)

Don't even get her started when she learns Sakumo isn't acting as clan head on the Konoha clan council, holy shit. The Hatake might be a clan of 2 now but they were among the first clans to come to Konoha— she doesn't give a shit how many of them are left, if the number is more than 1 then there better be a fucking representative of theirs on that goddamn council

Funny bit where Kakashi tries to bite someone and Sakumo is telling him to stop bc jesus christ child can you behave for 5 seconds oh god he's so sorry— and Haruka is like, why are you telling him to stop??? This is enrichment for him :)) if there's no blood it's fine, that's the official clan policy for dealing with kids

Haruka... isn't actually a very good choice to leave as your babysitter. If nothing is on fire and no one is dead she considers herself successful.

Sakumo will learn this. In time.

Mmmm bad ending where Sakumo goes through with the suicide. Could be very fun and fucked up n dramatic.

Kakashi doesn't find his father's body first bc Haruka does— or maybe he does but Haruka walks in right behind him and forces him to close his eyes before he can actually see the body.

Fun scene where Haruka is physically wrestling Kakashi away from his father's body, a hand over his eyes as he screams and claws at her, demanding that she let go and let him see his dad.

Can't she smell the blood!? Tou-san is hurt, he needs help! What are you doing!!? Let him go!! Tou-san, Tou-san, where are you? Why aren't you answering?!

He bites her hand in his struggles, so deep that it later scars (just another reminder of the day, oh boy !!)

Haruka getting hit by the fucking brick of reality, straight in the face. She got to meet her son, the only survivor of their clan from her era, just in time for him to die <3

The fic then takes a HARD turn from the silly fluffy fun times of Haruka goofing around telling people to suck her dick if they have a problem with her (which a lot of people definitely do)

-> Right into shinobi politics, political schemes and sabotaged missions and buried clan history galore territory. Haruka isn't ab to take this lying down and everyone's about to get their first look at a grieving Hatake mother in her prime who just lost her baby to the shinobi rumor mill

Before she was kind of keeping to herself just having fun in the clan compound, not reeeally getting involved with any politics or village shit, bc like, she's playing with her family!! This is like her vacation till the time travel is solved and she goes back home!!

But she's not doing that anymore.

Sakumo is gone and Haruka is more than willing to take the seat he chose to leave empty at the clan council. She's about to become EVERYONES problem.

In the bg, Kakashi VIOLENTLY swings between fucking hating Haruka ("You should have stopped him! You should have been there! You should have helped!") to being like, physically unable to be unatached from her (she's waking up in the middle of the night to find him suddenly burrowed into her blankets, holding on to her like he's scared she'll dissapear when he wakes up)

Small soft scene where he's sleeping on top of her and quietly whispers that he's sorry for biting her.

Haruka possibly tries to have Kakashi temporarily drop his training but it's a very hard battle to fight. Both bc Kakashi wants to fight and bc Konoha wants him to fight

Uhh first big scary Haruka politics scene when she puts her foot down and says something along the lines of, "are you telling me here and now that my word as Hatake clan head is not enough to stop Konoha from taking away my child?" And Sarutobi kind of has to back down bc that does NOT fly well with the other clans

Obito and Rin swing by and try to pry at why Kakashi can't fight and she just fucking stares at them and goes, "He's 6."

She goes home and puts her head in her fucking hands. She was promised Konoha was to keep the kids SAFE, that's the entire fucking reason the Hatake agreed to join!!! This is not safe Tobirama, you bitch!!!!! If they send out Kakashi to die, shes going to find your fucking ghost and grind your face into Kakashi's grave!!!!

Anyways, time for my favorite part: politics

Haruka is coming from the early days of Konoha, where the only reason the Hatake even joined the village was, "because my cute little nephew (Tobirama) asked us real nice"

In her mind, she and her clan are still allowed to back the fuck up out of the village whenever she so chooses. She likes it in Konoha, yeah, but they're still free reign nomads and while she'd like to stay and have her clan flourish (which they didn't exactly do and she can literally SEE the way the village destroyed them from the inside out) she and her clan retain the right to leave whenever they want. And if they do leave, other than losing the new friends, it won't exactly be hard on them to get back to the nomad life.

All of that is to say that Sarutobi isn't her Hokage and while she'll be nice and respectful bc she recognizes the position (and her position) when push comes to shove, there's literally nothing they can hold on her to make her bend or break.

Also the last time she saw Sarutobi he was one of her nephews little brat tag-alongs, and she's so fucking bad at treating people their age, doubly so if she knew them as a kid.

It's,,, kind of demeaning actually, she should stop. (She will not.)

Anyways: play into her not just being Tobirama's aunt but also Hashirama's (her sister was their mother) which becomes fun bc Kakashi is her fucking grandkid!! Meaning he's also their fucking cousin!! Politics!! Implications!!!

At least one person is making a "of fucking course the boy genius is related to one of them" joke but like in an angry way (it's probably Obito)

Anyways I started this off with basically nothing for Haruka other than her name and I think she accidentally turned into a real character along the way (inevitable tbh)

Shes a DEEPLY flawed person actually, which I kind of love. She has a habit of belittling people and not treating them their age (absoloutley calls everyone even slightly younger than her 'kid')

Her views of childcare are totally skewed and she should not be trusted with any children other than Kakashi (it's ok he's literally built different, she can provide proper enrichment for him)

Edit: I DIDNT FUCKING MEAN TO POST THIS YET IM GONNA KILL MYSELF I WAS STILL QRITING IM GONNA END IT ALL TUMBLR I HATE YOU I HATE YOU

Shes so fucking full of herself and about to make it EVERYONES problem

[bkgsdoll]

umm hiii i love ur work hehe,, i would like to ask umm can u write this prompt? doesn't have to be long or complicated, would like to see ur take on it ,,, kaminari x fem!woc!reader,,, college!au, smoking weed tgt, he calls her mama/mommy (nsx, not agere but idm if it is) - just destressing together,,, cuddles and maybe watching movies tgt </3 if any of that makes u uncomfy feel free to exclude it, or ignore this req! ,,, can i be 🪶 or 🦌 anon? ♡

oooo ofc !! i was just thinking abt a subby!kami x reader the other day so this is perfect !!! ( ^ O ^ ) /" ⋆˙♡

　𐔌　unwinding with baby ₊˚ ♡

︵︵　notes: subby!denki x reader, sfw, smoking, college!au, fluffy fluff, somewhat implied age dreaming, implied neurodivergence, weirdos dni, this was written rlly quickly but itll be edited soon! ︵︵　word count: 938

a babyish whine leaves your throat as you stare at your laptop, sitting at the round table in your dorm. you weren't expecting to see a "c+" on your latest essay. it's not bad, but it's not good either. most of your stupid professors don't round up when grading, leaving you with a bland 79.63%. you huff out a gust of air, staring at the screen blankly as you frustratedly tug at the skin on your lip.

just then you hear a rhythmic knock on your door to the melody of "wannabe" by the spice girls, a giddy smile quickly replacing your sulky pout. you climb out your chair, hurrying over to the door that swings open to reveal kaminari with his hands full with bags. "hayy!" he greets you with a dorky grin. "what'd you get on your paper?"

you sigh, "don' wanna talk about it,"

he hums with a tiny pout before lifting one of the bags and pulling out a tiny ziploc filled with weed, bringing it up in front of his face. "wellll look what i gottt!" he sings cheerfully. you giggle, gesturing your head for him to come inside.

denki wasn't your boyfriend by any means. he wasn't just a friend either. you two were more like best friends with.. certain benefits.

he gives you a quick peck on the cheek as he steps in. you watch as he brings the bags onto your countertop, his black jeans sagging boyishly. you hum perkishly, swinging around to the other side of the counter. he pulls out junk food and typical sleepover necessities. "dickhead aizawa gave me a D.." kami whines, throwing the plastic bags with a huff. you pout somewhat mockingly, grabbing his hand and leading him to the couch.

"he's not a dickhead, you love him, remember?" you tease, grabbing the baggy from your friend. he sighs dramatically, throwing his head back as he pulls out a joint from his back pocket, dropping it into your hand. you can already see signs of kami feeling a little younger today. the junk food, name calling, and how he's clinging to your arm like a baby.

when you finish rolling the joint, you turn to a patiently waiting denki. you stare at him blankly, batting your eyelashes unintentionally. he tilts his head to the side with an adorable look of confusion. you take the first puff of weed, exhaling with satisfaction. you moan with relief, passing the stick to the grungy boy with a gentle "here, baby". he happily accepts, taking his hit with ease.

you play with his pretty mustard-yellow hair slowly, tenderly pushing him into a relaxed headspace. denki practically purrs at the smoke making its way to his lungs, his head going fuzzy. after a few puffs, he's babbling about a new show he's watching and why it's so good. he takes his time explaining why each of the characters are perfect yet so different.

a few minutes pass, and he's stoned. most of your friends who've never smoked with kaminari assume that he's even louder and hyper than usual, but it's the opposite (at first). he's gentler and soft, snuggling into your side as drool spills past his lip. the tv is playing the show he was talking about on low volume, the joint dumped into an ashtray.

"m hungry mama," he whispers. every time your best friend gets into a small zone, he's cautious, always worried that for some reason you may think he's weird, although you've been with him as he's little more times than you can count. your hand petting his hair goes idle as you lean down to meet his red eyes. you coo, poking his squishy cheek. "i'll grab the snacksss..!" you grin, poking him again before standing up, your large girly blanket wrapped around you.

"um.. bring juice please!" he calls out to you, stretching his legs out on the couch.

you reuturn seconds later with a cup of juice and the junk food he'd brought. careful not to spill any juice, (no one likes a cranky baby), you plop down on the couch, pull the snacks from their bags, and hand kami the juice. he thanks you quietly, both hands wrapping around his pikachu cup as he takes a sip.

you grab the remote, getting comfy on the sofa again before exiting the show that was playing to scroll through your streaming services. "whaddya wanna watch?" you smile lovingly, affectionately sliding his black sweater off his shoulders to provide less stimulation. he hums thankfully with a shrug before suddenly perking up out of the blue.

without any previous signs, he unintentionally slams his cup on the table before jumping up on the couch, both hands fisted into balls and cheering, "les watch bolt!!"

stifling a sleepy yawn, you use your sleeve to dab at drops of spilled juice, the effects of the weed and your exhausting day weighing heavily on you.

"put bolt on mommy!!!" denki whines impatiently, dropping himself next to you.

you giggle, pressing the buttons on the remote as quickly as you can. "i am, i am!"

the next hour and a half is spent watching denki's beloved childhood movie with loud shushes whenever you make a sound and even louder reactions from him whenever something big happens on screen. you can't help but wonder how the weed hadn't toned down his bubbly energy, though you don't mind at all. by the time the movie's done, you two had drifted asleep, clinging to each other tightly as scattered chips litter your bodies... you have a bit of cleanup to do tomorrow.

[lowkeyrobin]

Hey pookie😽I’d like to request headcanons for the mcyts with an actor/actress s/o.<3 Especially how they’d react to any emotional scenes or if the character that their s/o played dies, im craving some angst right now lol

Ly😻

oooo okay okay ; I'm still very much burned out but unable to give myself a damn break so I apologize for these being so short ; I also named movies to get some inspo so sorry if you don't know any/some of them lol

ALSO!! I'm gonna rework my oneshot links on my masterlist so beware any changes lol

MCYT ; actor reader with death scenes

includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo, badlinu, nihachu & quackity

warnings ; language, talk about death, gore & violence

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

you played a character in evil dead rise, which tommy got really attached too even though you got like 10 minutes of screen time

genuinley started sobbing and laughing at the same time bc your death was so sad to him for some reason yet so cool and bloody

he looks over at you, jaw dropped like "wtf?"

there's actually tears streaming down his cheeks 💀💀💀

you post a pic of him crying on ur ig story and caption it "he's sad I died"

he logs back into his old letterboxd account to rate it 5 stars

his explanation is "my partner died but good movie. I almost cried again seeing the monster thing at the end though"

RANBOO

you had a little cameo in a quiet place pt2

basically your character was alive for a while and helping out the abbotts until you died saving reagan from one of the death angels

she obviously couldn't hear one behind her and your character had to lunge and save her and sacrifice themselves on the island that she ran off too iykwim

like your character went off with her to keep her safe + you died during that chase/fight scene at the end

ran nearly broke down into tears because you got a solid two hours of time in that movie for all that buildup and shit

TO DIE TOO

they started crying a bit cause like ???

literally gave you an award (a massive hug) for your incredible acting skills bc damn

FREDDIE BADLINU

insidious the red door goes crazy

you bond with dalton at college and help him float around and shit

the demon doesn't like that you're helping him whatsoever so it drags your character into the further

the whole kill is done with you exploring the further for a moment, being hunted down by prey and then jumpscared by the demon

it's not a very emotional death but it scares the fuck out of Freddie

"wait, oh my God, they'll never be able to talk to Dalton about supernatural stuff again! what the hell?"

the death was pointless and for a jumpscare but he couldn't care, he enjoyed watching you on the screen

NIKI NIHACHU

you were in the forever purge

you play a very obviously queer & pro-human rights character who's shit on by all the rich, conservative, ranch owning Texans in the movie

you basically had to sacrifice yourself trying to get to the border in time

in the city scene, you get killed as a protection sacrifice

no way you were letting adela die

niki literally started crying bc there was no reason for your character to give up their life but they did anyways

you were such a w the whole movie and she can't help but rant about that as well

she gives you a round of applause at the end cause like that was a damn good performance cmon now

ALEX QUACKITY

alex is never watching any terrifier movie ever again holy fuck

you skipped over the first one bc you couldn't even watch it again and went to the second because you were in it

he was actually on edge the whole movie

what the hell do you mean you were cut in half??? wtf is this?? saw???

he actually almost puked LMAO

you were laughing the whole time your death was playing

"WHAT THE HELL WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING?? THIS UGLY CLOWN IS KILLING MY PARTNER"

"that mf doesn't know you Alex, I do"

"Okay whatever"

[cerberus-new-owner]

anyone else see headcannons for the om! characters and think of their own for a completely different topic like seriously i was reading headcannons about how the brothers would react to MLP (by @byte-your-tongue for those curious i would recomend looking at the post it made me laugh) and i started thinking up headcannons on how they would sleep like what??

Anywayssss here some headcannons about how i think the characters would sleep (with and without mc cause i feel like some of the would change how they sleep with someone next to them)

Part 1 - The Brothers Part 2 - The Angels + Solomon Part 3 - Diavolo + Barbatos

content thingy btw: the brothers are kind of implied to be dating mc but it can really be taken how you wish, also gn!mc, ooooo ooo oooo and a few pet names (dove, treasure, player 2, love) and a bit of fluff to

Lucifer

w/out mc- on back stiff as a board, mans becomes a plank of wood dare i say even a brick unmoving and silent no snores no sleep talk and somehow takes up his entire bed (he's probably in his demon form) also a very light sleeper he's gotta be ready for anything and everything disaterous that could happen in the middle of the night

w/ mc- buuuuuuut when mc shows up and starts sharing his bed he starts to sleep talk like when mc first showed up in the devildom he started doing it every now and then cause of stress (i sleep talk when stressed lol) but when they started sharing a bed he started sleep talking alot more the stress probably coming from him not wanting one of his brothers (mammon, levi, asmo) to A to walk into his room and fall asleep ontop of him and mc cause they want mc cuddles to or B straight up steal mc from his grasp (he protec) oooooor lucky number C take photos of the two and use them as blackmail (mams, satan and belphie), still no snoring, 20% chance he's in his demon form especially if its winter (wings can be blanket), i also think he may switch from a brick to side sleeper everynow and then for cuddles (touch starvedddddddddd), light sleeper still but like way worse now, will wake up at the sound of a pin drop (force him to wear noise cancelling headphones everynow and then so he gets sleep 'do i have to wear these silly things dove, i'd preffer to keep you safe and the house of lamantation standing than sleep')

Mammon

w/out mc- hes sprawled out (starfish), loud snoring (can be heard across the house), also loud sleep talking (he will get flustered in his sleep and talk for everyone example 'mammon that was such a dumb idea' 'no it aint it was a genius idea' 'mammooooooon, wheres my record') sleeps with his glasses on, also kicks like alot, very deep sleeper would've slept through one of beels late night rampages when the fridge was empty many times

w/ mc- still starfish no room for mc, snoring is still loud (hope mc's got ear buds or smth) sleep talks but now flirts with himself too 'oh mammon did it hurt when you fell' 'of course it did i fell for you after all', has gotten into a better habit of taking his glasses off before sleep (feel like mc got up him for wearing them to sleep) no kicking anymore or atleast not as much mc has gotten kicked off multiple times, still a very deep sleeper but he'll somewhat wake up if mc moves to check on them (its probably just tred mumbles of something like 'ya okay treasure?' or 'you're not going anywhere treasure')

Levi

w/out mc- idk what to put here like he obviously takes up like the entirety of the bathtub he sleeps in, he probably talks to ruri-chan or his online friends in his sleep and does the poses and stuff ruri-chan does also body pillows no blankets just body pillows/hj he's a pretty normal sleeper (when he does sleep) only really waking up to any loud noises

w/ mc- still dunno but he probably wraps his tail around mc when sleeping (once again he protec) probably like the exact same as w/ out mc but without the poses, still a pretty average sleeper and still talks in his sleep ('nonononononono player two you take on the minions and i'll take on super elite demon dragon fish boss')

Satan

w/out mc- lets be real when hes does sleep its either almost exactly like lucifer (when he goes to sleep willingly) or he's sprawled out with a book on his face, snores but not as loudly as mammon or beel, probably kicks if he falls asleep angry at someone (most likely lucifer) sleeps pretty deeply normally but when pissed off he's a light sleeper almost like he's preparing to explode at the slightest sound, also if he's snuck a cat into his room he's cuddling with the cat

w/ mc- cuddles in the middle of reading a book, mc was sitting in his lap and he was reading to them when they fell asleep and a few hours later still reading the book out loud for the sleeping mc he falls asleep himself, doesn't go to sleep angry as often as before but his sleeping does lighten a little to make sure unwelcome intruders dont enter his space whilst he's with mc, will not move if he's cuddling mc (if he does move and wake them up he's apologising tellng them to go back to sleep ' 'm sorry love go back to sleep')

Asmodeus

w/out mc- kitten snores tiny little baby snores, doesn't kick unles he's having a nightmare, has a night time face mask on deep sleeper and sleeps on his back just not as stiffly as luci and satan, sleep talks on occasion but its usually just him complementing himself 'oh asmodeus you look extra fabulous today' stuff like that

w/ mc- pretty much the exact same mans wants his beauty sleep

Beelzebub

w/out mc - snores louder than mams, sleeps like a brick, human heater, midnight snacks, deeeeeeeep sleeper like an a new level not as bad as belphie but still he won't wake up unless its one of his alarms or he's hungry, if he were to sleep talk it'd probably be the recipe to his faverite food 'beat two eggs, mix the eggs in with the rest of the batter bake for 15 minutes'

w/ mc- me personally i would get him a sleep apnea machine (stops the loud snores) and install several fans for summer months, he would be very clingy too, perfect for winter not so much for summer

Belphegor

w/out mc- dead he might aswell be dead does not move or make a sound pretty boring overall and cold, no sleep talking like i said he might as well be dead

w/ mc- snuggles snuggles snuggles only time he will move is to get closer to mc for snuggles still pertty cold though like if he wakes up before mc, mc better be prepared to be woken up by a pair of cold hands / feet on their back and a very bratty smile to accompany their awakening

i feel like its way to obvious who my favorite brothers are looking at this and which brothers i struggled with lol but oh well....

i may do the dateables next, i also may expand on a few of these (the ones i didn't struggle hardcore with lol)

have a good day, night, evening, breakfast, lunch, morning

having too muvh fun with the masterlist things lol

[leftoverbriocheloaf]

oooo, i lov all of your wip snippets!! you have such a vivid plot-concepts that are still very true to the characters!! mayhaps we could take a peek at wip #8?

Sorry I apparently can't convey my emotions without images but THANK YOU <3333

WIP #8 was actually a draft for ranpoe week that I speedran bc I found out about it on day 1 (T-T) It was inspired by the "crime scene" prompt! I wanted to write a no abilities au and tried to incorporate it :)

I also wanted to try writing smth from Ranpo's POV bc its been a while aslkdjalksdj

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Ranpo sighs as he drops a pile of police reports onto his desk, falling into his chair with a huff. It’s way too many pages for such a simple case—the file itself is thicker than his forearm!

Of course, he’s already solved the crime, so he knows that the report is intentionally obtuse. This criminal lines the police’s pockets—they’re just doing whatever they can to avoid investigating him. Which, apparently, includes framing an innocent man. It’s no use against Ranpo of course, but he can admit a lesser detective might have fallen for it.

And to stall for time, they're claiming that they can't move forward with the arrest because he “hasn’t looked at all of the evidence.” 

Idiots. They’re just making it obvious that the criminal is in league with the higher ups. Since they won’t be of any help, he either has to give up on the case or do it himself.

Normally, Ranpo would consider something like this beneath him. It’s easily something Dazai or even Atsushi could deal with, even if they’d be much slower about it than him.

But these idiots had the audacity to lie to his face! Did they think he was a moron? He's definitely not letting that slide.

The room is empty, aside from Kenji, who is staring at the fennel plant with such intensity that Ranpo almost feels bad taking his attention. Well, not really. He needs to actually get to the criminal to arrest him, after all.

“Kenji!” Ranpo calls, spinning his chair around. “We’re going on a case!”

***

“How do you know he’ll be there?” Kenji asks as they leave the agency, his straw hat bouncing slightly as he walks.

“He’s a coward—he won’t want to show his face until someone else is framed and arrested,” Ranpo scoffs, taking a frustrated sip from his ramune bottle. “Which means I have to do the work.”

“What did he do?” Kenji makes a left, and Ranpo follows suit. He’s tempted to ignore the question, because explaining obvious things makes him want to tug his own hair out, but something about Kenji makes him feel guilty if he doesn’t. Ranpo sighs—it’s the downside of taking him anywhere. The upside is the free food that he gets just by being with him, because somehow Kenji knows just about every single person in the city. Ranpo couldn’t imagine remembering that many people’s names. 

“Stole some money,” Ranpo says. “He keeps getting away with it because the police don’t want to arrest him.”

“Why not?”

“He’s paying them.”

Kenji frowns, “I thought police in the city are supposed to stop people like that.”

“They’re supposed to,” Ranpo nods, “But to them, money is more important than the truth.”

“Oh,” Kenji murmurs, downcast. Shit. Now Ranpo feels bad.

“But we stop things like that from happening,” he adds, somewhat abruptly. “Which is why we’re important.”

“Oh!” Kenji brightens, and the guilty feeling in the back of Ranpo’s mind disappears. The boy hums happily, a new skip in his step as he continues leading Ranpo through the city. 

They stop, and Ranpo cranes his neck upwards to take a look at the building. It’s definitely new, and its distinctly modern style is somewhat off-putting compared to the wood and steel made apartments nearby. It looks almost gaudy, which tells Ranpo they’re in the right place.

When he pushes the door open, he’s assaulted with the strong scent of cleaning supplies, as if someone had spent the last few days pouring bottle after bottle of bleach onto the floor and letting it sit. Gross.

The reception desk is empty, which he flags as unusual. Sure, Ranpo intentionally arrived close to lunchtime to avoid unwanted obstacles, but he didn’t expect the building to be empty. Even for a slow day, he would expect someone to be around.

Ranpo walks towards the desk, feigning boredom even as he finds the body he’d predicted would be on the floor behind it. Damn.

“They must’ve cleared out the place,” he mutters to himself, turning to Kenji before sighing as if he'd been wrong. (As if that could ever happen.) “There’s no one here. They must have left faster than I thought they would. I'm gonna take a look around, but you should get the police and tell them to come here.”

Kenji nods dutifully, saying a quick goodbye and leaving the building. Ranpo's glad he's not one to question orders. Sure, he isn’t one to coddle anybody, but Kenji's a bit too young to see something like this.

He kneels down to the body, already annoyed, but pauses when he feels a pulse. That's... unexpected. It’s steady, so the woman must have been knocked out recently, but she isn’t injured badly or bleeding. interesting.

Ranpo leans her a bit more comfortably (and visibly) against the desk, because it wouldn’t do for the police to get all the way here and not have a reason to investigate. Kenji's persuasive enough that they should come even without a real incentive, which is why Ranpo chose to bring him along in the first place, but it helps. Well, that and the free food.

He notices a chart of residents on the desk, each leading to a different office phone.

Tatano K., 4C

That’s his criminal, at least. But Ranpo doubts that he did this to his receptionist, which means someone else is probably in the building with them. He listens quietly for any footsteps or noises, but the hall is silent. Ugh, more work for him, then.

At least the building can’t be populated much– not if no one noticed what happened with the receptionist. That and it would be stupid to knock out every single person in a packed office, not to mention exhausting.

He stands in front of the elevator, tapping his foot impatiently as the doors open, creaking all the while. Seriously, they could afford all of this and not nice elevators? At least it doesn't take long to reach the fourth floor.

Ranpo finds the conference room 4C with little effort and promptly throws the door open. He isn’t letting Tatano notice he’s here and take the opportunity to escape– even if it means alerting whoever else is nearby that Ranpo is here.

Though he might be a bit too late for that.

Ranpo almost groans when he sees one man standing over the body of his target. The knife in his hand is still bloody, but even from where Ranpo is standing, he can tell the cut is clean. His phone is in his hands immediately.

“Please don’t call the police!” the man blurts, and the absurdity of the statement stops Ranpo in his tracks.

“...What?”

The man raises his hands, though one of them still holds the knife, so the action isn’t as harmless as Ranpo assumes he was going for. His hair is a deep brown, and his bangs fall in front of his eyes, blocking them from Ranpo’s sight entirely. Strange. A mask covers his mouth and nose, but his words aren't muffled in the slightest.

“I just mean– um–” the man stammers, “He was a really bad person?”

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Tbh that felt more like a Ranpo character study than anything else lmfao I also just really wanted to write Kenji :) I love him so much he's such a ray of sunshine

Essentially in this au the Guild is still a thing but instead of an ability organization they're just plain old assassins? I wanted Poe to be more of a vigilante that eventually works with the ADA (side by side, not as a member) It's not as fleshed out as most of my aus, but I'm still having fun with it :))

Thank you for the ask!!! <333

[thearchmanofgreenfield]

[SPECIAL] SNEAK PEEK and Announcement (Oooo): The Hunters Carrington (A THWUTH Story)- Part 1: The Orphan and the Crows

Rain poured down upon the great city of Hatlynshire, this rain was the first thing that Carter felt as he walked outside the great wooden doors of St Annalise’s House for Orphaned Children. Carter was seventeen. He had with him nothing but the ragged clothes on his back, a small bag full of the entirety of his possessions, and twenty Sorasy in his pocket, something that was generously provided by the door attendant. As he walked into the damp sidewalk, he looked back at the imposing building behind him. Its worn brick walls and iron barred windows were crude reminders of a life spent within its walls, but they also filled him with an odd sense of home. However, deep down, he knew that that home was now no more.

He nodded at the door attendant one last time before heading out into the open street. All he could see around him was rain obscuring the road on either side of him with a translucent wall of water. He saw droves of people walk by, umbrellas in hand. None of them noticed him, something he did not mind for he was used to such sentiment. The air was made him feel cold and he knew that going out onto the street would be unwise, for the last thing he wanted was a cold. So he merely walked a few and turned around the corner before taking refuge under the overhanging roof of a tall, white and ornately decorated building. There he stayed, waiting patiently for the rain to clear. And while he waited he looked out into the distance, thinking of his next step. For even though Carter had barely anything to his name, he did have a goal. A place he wanted to be, a place of sunny green meadow and crisp fragrant air. A place of clean streams and few people. A place of peace.

“I hear life in the country is simple!” “All frolic and joy and things," he remembered hearing his fellow residents of the house say. “I hear it never rains there, because no one there is sad.”

But despite such aspirations a part of him knew that such things were still very far off. Carter took the twenty Sorasy the door attendant had given him and looked at it with disappointment. He knew such a meager amount would barely last him a few days let alone get him somewhere that was miles and miles away. So there he stood, leaning against a chiseled stone wall slowing the feeling the tiny water drops that dripped from the edge of the roof. For a moment, it was even quite comforting.

“Enjoying free life I see,” said a calm and well-mannered voice next to him suddenly.

Yep that's right! I decided I'll finally fill the empty segment of the TWHUTH: Table of Contents. Now as for what this is about this will be a prequel set about 30ish years in the past at the start of the 600s AF. It'll follow a the main character, Carter Carrington, as he gets enlisted as a Hunter and ventures deeper and deeper into the web of conspiracies and secrets fueling the war between the Circle and Terrance Montgomery following the Theater Massacre mentioned in TWHUTH Chapter 1

Honestly I've been working on this story on and off for months and i'm still debating whether or not to do it. Keep in mind I'll be releasing TWHUTH Chapter 17 before Chapter 1 of this story. And after that I'll be working on them side by side.

What do you guys think? Please let me know. Cheerio! :D

tagline for community members: @harleyacoincidence, @autism-purgatory, @rivenantiqnerd, @sm-writes-chaos, @hellothere2009,

[hithertoundreamtof23]

My thoughts on The Acolyte Episode 7

MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD::

Ok. The cinematography of the acolyte symbol with the moons is genius. 

SOL is the cutest bean. <3

Nightsister name drop!

Midichlorian reference! It's like how Anakin's was higher than normal. They were created similar ways anyway (probably). 

Oooo Order 66 reference!! I love Star Wars foreshadowing! 

Is that how Torbin got his scar?? 

Yep 

That's how the witches died? That's kind of messed up. 

Hang on. Why didn't Mae know about Sol killing her mother? She was right there and saw him do it. Is that a plot hole or did she just happen to forget? 

BIG THEORY- The ritual implied that the girls would take over after their mom died. Well, she died. Are they both in charge now? (I know there is no one to rule over, but still).

Oh shit. Sol chose to kill Mae. Not my precious bean!!! I refuse to hate him. Hate the sin, love the sinner 

Indara is so fair for that reaction. She did warn them not to interfere. 

They blamed Mae for it all? That's messed up, but they're so conflicted. I love it and hate it at the same time. 

And then it ends. 

I was hoping/ expecting for more of a build up to the finale next week. I'm glad they revealed that, but really? They could have done it in less time. I guess they're showing instead of telling, but it's the second to last episode! 

CONCLUSION: We just need more episodes!!

I can't recover.

On the bright side, I love how each character has their motivations and there isn't inherently "good" or "bad". They show that all choices have consequences, no matter the intention. 

I'm scared to see how the finale ends up. Please don't screw this up!!

[skekthesilly]

im playing demo 3 right NEOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! this is gonna be so peaksauce

me gaming under cut (spoilers for demo 3)

4:18 pm, dec 16: ghostwalker??? oooo.... that sounds epicsauce.............. haunted manor you say???? dont mind if i do

4:19: just noticed that my name in shedletsky's dialogue is the same color as when he mentioned some "they're". just an observation. is this important? i dunno. maybe???

4:23:

4:31: IS THAT AMONG US AND LOSS??????????

4:38: DR TRAYAURUS MENTIONED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

4:54: i love them <3

WAIT I LOVE THIS WAIT???????? WAIT??????? OMG??????

4:57: GREEN AND OURPLE????????????????

5:01: i heart noobador. epicsauce uncle

5:04: oh i did not process that green and purple were red n blues's parents or something like that. "talk about abuse!" oh. oh. you. dont do this to my poor heart

5:10: my siblings told me i can get a special card from cruel king if i kill him a bunch. i feed so bad for him bro hes having a mental breakdown the more i kill him. EVERYONE IN BLACKROCK IS FINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEYRE OKAY!!!!!!!!!!! DO YOU HEAR ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEYRE OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

5:15: "you dont have to go through this alone" cruel king do you understand how much i platonically love you right now. tgat sentence struck me with the force of a military fighter jet. oh my god

5:27: currently beating up bubonic plant !!!!

4:12 pm, dec 21: been a bit. played for a bit and got to the manor before remembering i was supposed to post my progress here. anyways, recap of my reactions from last playthru to now:

apparently bubonic plant doesnt drop a call card. shame. i fought them like 30 times i counted

went to go traverse the cemetery!!! also all the old opponents from ch 1 are here but zombies now. is that because of me??? aw man

shoutout to the pumpkins

theres food EVERYWHERE. i guess the zombies need to eat too

found a bunch of bux on the way to the manor and felt really good about myself

butler. why are you green. are you a zombie too

omg its the girl!!!!!!!! the woman from turtle police!!!!! or whatever the place was called!!!! also zamn is her sister okay????

ummm appaerntly im not ok??? theres voices in my head???? because of the swords???? okay. casually foreshadowing. okay. fun fun

WHAT THE FUCK THERES RED TEXT NOW???? WHAT DO YOU MEAN "GET IT" "YOURE WASTING YOUR TIME" IS THIS THE "HATRED" MY SIBLINGS WERE TALKING ABOUT??? OK. LISTEN UP BUDDY. I LOVE ALL THE CHARACTERS IN THIS GODDAMN GAME DEARLY AND I WISH TO INTERACT WITH EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM. FUCK YOU

LIKE I THOUGHT THIS WAS JUST A HAHA FUNNY... I THOUGHT THE KIDS WERE TELLING ME TO FIND THE TOILET PAPER WHAT THE FUCKKK?????? GET OUT OF MY HEAD GET OUT OF MY HEAD GET OUT OF MY HEAD GET OUT OF MY HEAD GET OUT OF MY

thats about it

4:22: is this foreshadowing

4:23: why can you jump off of the balcony. is this intentional??? is this an accident??? is there a secret?????

4:26: yo witch?????? you know shedletsky????? also i noticed telamon and shedletsky have the same color name. theyre probably the same guy. maybe. i dunno. shedlesky's last name is probably telamon or smth like that

4:29: awww terry n jerry.... duo..... thats so sweet....

4:31: what the FUCK is going on someone BETTER FUCKING TELL ME or i am going to TEAR THIS MANSION TO THE BROUND WITH MY TEETH what do you mean the only options are dont tell him and LIE. what the FUCK are you trying t o TELL ME HERE i feel like fucking KRIS DELTARUNE im gonna CRASH OUT

4:34: expanding on the entry above: "you live a life of lies you better start believing it" ok. so im a little silly in th e head. ok. fine. whatever. fuck you. im gonna crash out and the only life im gonna live is the one six feet under after i accidentally skewer myself on a wooden pole while bashing the manor into itty bitty bits. fuck you

4:38: what the fuck is happening to me dude. what does this fucking game want from me. what do you mean i look dead. what do you mean im hearing shit. what do you mean. what do you MEAN. i need ANSWERS and i need them NOW or i SWEAR TO ALL THE GODS ABOVE

7:28 PM, Dec 22: GUESS WHO FORGOT TO POST THEIR PROGRESS AGAIN

went into the basement. so there's just a whole ass forest and graveyard in here??? cool

ugghhghghgh i NEED TO GET BETTER AT DODGING

got into the haunted manor and IS EVERYONE DEAD??????????? FUUUUCK

thats it

7:29: there's a thing guarding the ghost walker and it scares you???? ha ha ha tf2 reference dies

7:34: i love you tutorial terry

7:43: i love all of these dead guys. they're so whimsical. this childish wonder at seeing a living breathing robloxian makes me want to hug every single one of them

7:46: oh i already know, buddy. believe me. i know its gonna be VERY hateful. my siblings couldnt help but tell me themselves. but thank you for your foreshadowing anyways

7:48: hey so like what the fuck

im so hyped. also 7 CHAPTERS???????? DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW HAPPY THAT MAKES ME FEEL. ok lemme yap for a bit

ever since i saw deltarune and saw that it was planned to have 7 chapters, my mind has been HARD-WIRED to expect EXACTLY 7 chapters from any game that uses a chapter system. if i doesnt have 7 chapters i get so incredibly upset. poppy playtime? needs to have 7 chapters or else it'll be all wrong. garten of banban? fuck it. needs to have 7 chapters. havent checked on it for a while so it's probably got more than that now (fuck). indigo park? 7 chapters or i'm ending it all (joke). literally i need 7 chapters from everything or else i feel genuine panic that something bad is going to happen to me and i get this horrible feeling in my head and skin. its so weird like what the fuck

(edit fron 10:36, dec 24: skek those are literally the sword fight on the heights swords are you stupid. how did you not recognize that. buddy. pal. buddy.)

7:54: i love you kitchen wizard

7:56: GHOST OTION!!!!!! also i can't touch the ghostwalker? okay dokay. we might be fucked!!!! hip hip hooray!!!! my dumbass will ABSOLUTELY touch that goddamn sword

only those of pure sould can wield it? um . i have voices in my head. i don't think i qualify

oh so i just die if i touch it. sweet

omg kitchen wizard cares about me..... i love you kitchen wizard 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 i m sniffling and weeping all over your kitchen im so sorry its just. im. you. you. i. you. me. gas station. what are we getting for dinner? sushi of course! uh oh! th

8:00: tutorial terry you are so pure i believe you. you have a little brother and everything

8:01: oh my goodness i just moved the giant statues . i suddenly feel an urge to go "oh my goodness im so sorry i didnt mean to move the statues im sorry"

8:03: oh i see now. its a puzzle. nevermind

8:07: ohhh i dnt have a good feeling about this. there's a heal pad right next to me which means there's a boss/mini boss coming up

8:09: woah. masked man from the thumbnail of the new demo. coooool......

8:11: HYPERBALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GROUND POUND!!!!!!!!! LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

2:59, dec 23: im actually so stupid. yknow the room with the moving spikes??? for a whole 5 mins i didnt realize i needed ghost potion

3:01: no dont you dare touch that sword. dont you dare dont ou dare DONT YOU DSRE DONT DO IT DONT oh thank f DONT DO IT FUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

oh hi builderman

3:02: come to terms with my negative traits? either i die or i succeed. win win situation buddy lets do this

3:03: so you're gonna be my therapist now? you better be good

3:06: WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS SO COOL?????????????

3:08: woaaahh. what the fuck. i need a whole game that looks like this dude. also . avarice? rice? i love rice

3:09: i think im madly in love with demo 3 actually

3:13: why are the yous yellow. like telamon. and shedletsky. foreshadowing?

3:17: i love this i love this i love this ARGHHHHHHHHHHH THIS IS SO COOL???????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRRRR SCREAMS CRIES

3:21: greed i think im madly in love with you get your ass over here so we can platonically make out OUGGGHHH IM AETHETICALLY ATTRACTED TO YOU RIGHT NOW. YOU LOOK SO COOL IM WEEPING AND CRYING I M BAJGKTHUGNERHVYEVHVGSNMIDJFMGCJIDIGJ SHITS CRIES LITERALLY JUMPS OFF OF A SPEEDING TRAIN

3:24: builderman whenever you say I it wiggles. what does this mean

oh we're gonna face isolation now? fun. my favorite

3:25: DUCKIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

3:29: F!!!!!!!!!!!!!

3:32: wow. that is a really really big duck

3:34: oh this is such a cool puzzle. oh this is so cool. how do they KEEP COMING UP WITH THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

3:36: ohhh buddy boy who do i miss??? well buddy boy this is real fun isnt it

the orange you (builderman) turned hatred red. fun fun!!!

3:38: FUCKING BREAKCORE OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GODDDDDDD??????????????????????????????????? YOOOOO

3:41: ouuuughhhh i heart isolation. wah................................ ough.......................... g...................... ourple guy here i come......................................

3:47: woag. flipped the swithc. the. switch. and now there's a buncha symbols in a language i dont knwo. coolsauce

3:49: death? death? in red? like hatred? death?

3:52: did i mention how cool this is

like. ohhhh my god. i love this so so so so so so so much. you cannot even comprehend. im going wild

3:54: wow. wowie wow. im loving the artstyle by the way did i mention that????? this is pretty epicsauce. just saying. fear maze!!!! woooo!!!!!

3:55: writing getting scribblier!!!! oooo!!!! love it when that happens. i just think it looks cool

3:56: KILL your fears? woah. dont use the kill word buddy. thats NOT pg

3:57: it? yeah no i figured that out already by now. builderman's the it. and considering IT is red, builderman's hatred. fun!! we get to fight mr roblox!!!!! hooray!!!!!!!! anyways i need to keep playing, fear!!!!!!!!!!!! lemme at it!!!!!!!!! lemme at you!!!!!!!!!!

i love yuo fear!!!!!!!!!!!!! heart emoji!!!!!!!!!!!

MORE BREAKCORE OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY- GETS SHOT

3:59: GABBA DRUMS????????????? I COULD KISS YOU RIGHT NOW

i need to add this to my playlist. I NEED TO TAKE NOTES!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS SO PEAK???????????????? IM GONNA CRY IM ACTUALLY GONNA CRY THIS IS. AGHRAGHRGAHGR I LOVE THE MUSIC IM GONNA WEEP

4:01: WOAH THAT WAS A COOL EFFECT FOR CALL FOR HELP. SIMPLE BUT COOLSAUCE!!!!!!! the freakin music stopped and everything!!!!!!!!!

4:04: builderman i already knew you were gonna sic me buddy im ready for you pal

ohhhh this is so cool. they even changed the quest name too. leaning on the 4th wall perchance? i love you

4:05: fall into darkness!!!! yippee!!!!!!! hooray!!!!!!!

4:07: the world revolves? revolving? the world revolving? like deltarune? like jevil? the world revolving? jevil is that y

4:11: these goofy silly guys. their names look like bible verses

oh THIS IS SO COOL. HATRED GET OVER HERE SO WE CAN PLATONICALLY MAKE OUT

4:13: i also want to say i love the sound design as well. WELL DONE BLOCK TALES TEAM!!!!!!!! ILY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! /p

its so funny dude. there's such a well-done creepy atmosphere and stuff but as soon as i win a battle the little jingle plays and its like "good job!! you did it!! im so proud of you!!! hooray!!!"

4:15: "do us all a favor. curl into a ball and wither." i thought you would say kill yourself but im pretty sure that's what you meant bc that wouldnt be very kid friendly for roblox

4:17: fleshy hanging swingset from a tree. you sure this isnt just a metaphor for someone hanging themselves???? buddy????

aw :( i wanted to ride the swing :(

4:20: woah. that is a lot of people in the walls. im impressed. howd you get them in the walls?????

it can fix me??? giggles and twirls my hair.... tee hee... it can make me beautiful??? giggles... is it a girl, perchance????? giggles..... is it a girl??? could we be pookies??? could it really fix me??? giggles....

just like you? oh nevermind

4:24: unwrap the heart??? UNWRAP???? CHRISTMAS CAME EARLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YIPPEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

omg hatred looks so cooolll!!!!!!!!!!!! that animation was so smooth!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! dude howd block tales go from joy and whimsy to THIS vro. im not complaining in the slightest. wow

4:26: oh this music boutta be fire OH HERE COMES THE DROP

OPJIOHGIRNHIUIORWNHGYUHRWTIMORWIJIYORWL<IYOWRMITKY<

4:27: dude i need to get good. i need to get good really really fast or else im done for

4:42: ok so this fight is gonna take a little bit

4:49: im havin g so much fun guys

4:57: I DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! solo on my 5th attempt!!! hooray!!! im a gamer!!! are you guys proud of me??? i am. i'm so proud of me. can we skip and sing merrily together. can we???? stares at you with my big wet unblinking eyes

5:00: i finished the game at exactly 5:00!!! wow wow wow. wow.

FINAL THOUGHTS:

oh my god

DUDE.......... DUDE......

first of all! LOVED the foreshadowing. that was some really good foreshadowing. very clever !!!!

second of all: this was a MAJOR step up in quality. i mean. WOW. like???? this is wild????? this is amazing???? howd they do that. i LOVE the artstyles and the storyline here and. ohhh dont even get me started on the bosses

ohh my god. i DID NOT expect the game to go into 2d. that is super cool. i need more stuff like that. wow. and the animations were so smooth????? im just. im flabbergasted. im dumbfounded.

the mood is so serious too. we go from "ahhaha wacky silly" to "you need to face yourself and come out clean. destroy your hatred and make yourself pure. you can do this" and im just. im. i

this was such a wild ride. god i love this game. i LOVE the fact that i can also see how much the devs love this game too, and it really really shows because holy shit. holy shit

it's come a very long way from when it first released..... im so proud of block tales....

oh and also the MUSIC??????????? THE MUSIC IS SO PEAK. UGHHHH IM CRYING shoutout to the musicians. oh my goodness. they are literally my idols now

but WOW that boss was hard. wow. hatred was not messing around!! i dies 5 times dude... i didnt even die on griefer's 2 phases once.... (we dont talk about how i died to cruel king)

its. its really really amazing. and there's like... i think 4 more planned chapters as well??? if the quality keeps going up like this then. well pluck my nose hairs and send me to alaska /ref we've got a new favorite game on our hands

uggghhh i need to talk about the artstyle. its so CRISPY n SMOOTH and it looks so good and they made the MOOD SO GOOD. atmosphere so good. so spooky. oh they KNEW what they were doing. i want to open up the dev's head and peek at what's inside because how are they all coming up with this

i love block tales. oh my god. shoutout to block tales for being epic. there's more stuff i wanna keep talking about but I CANT REMBER IT ALL 😭😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺

BONUS STUFF HAPPENING NOW!!!

5:23: oh they made the snowy cave from ch 1 scarier......... woagh...... shivers my timbers....

5:25: got another speed spin from the caves!!!! thats all i wanted to do really

5:33: oooh they made the pit spookier as well

5:34: just donated 20 roux to this game because i heart block tales and i want that club animation. also i have like no roux so thats all i could give

5:38: i didnt know i could equip multiple.... what happens now 😁😁😁😁😁 (fnnuy)

9:14, dec 24: okay dokay. gayming time

9:18: currently grinding for the explosion sound effect card

9:43: got bored. decided to try and reach pit floor 30 instead

10:00: hooray. pit floor 30

anyways thats it lmao

[mystic-insightss]

Oooo hey gravity falls fan!

Do you have any headcanons about any characters? I would love to know!

i am in fact a gravity falls fan!! i don’t have much art for them up on here but i do have a good few drawings on my instagram!

i made a headcanons note maybe a year ago that i never actually shared anywhere, so here’s that :)

stanley pines

- aromantic

- pronouns: he/him

- hates french people (is it a joke? we don’t know)

- has periodic nightmares

- has adhd

- prefers dogs

- atheist. bc of the trauma

- very dangerous driver. in addition to breaking like every law ever he has horrible tunnel vision. very bad at paying attention to his surroundings and often spaces out on the most insignificant objects and ends up almost crashing (or actually crashing)

- like mabel, he used to always lose to stanford in logic based games like checkers and chess. unlike mabel, he always beat stanford at ping pong and feels very happy for himself for it. (part of this is because stanford’s motor skills as a child/teenager were awful.)

stanford pines

- gay asexual

- pronouns: he/him

- has periodic nightmares

- is autistic

- played piano as a child

- struggled with self-harm as a teenager

- forgets basic life functions (e.g. sleeping and eating)

- prefers cats

- ngl ford gives asthma vibes LMAO like my man has horrible lungs

- nervous breakdowns. fiddleford calms him down by taking ford’s wrists in his hands

- agnostic only because the idea of punching god in the face gives him catharsis. still celebrates jewish holidays with stan & the kids

- even worse driver than stan. somehow. every bit of unexpressed anger he has gets expressed when he drives. wants every other car on the road to drop off the face of the earth. unhinged man that then turns around and says “what. i’m not a bad driver.” during the portal years fiddleford demands control of the car during trips.

- yeah he gets bullied as a kid for his fingers but he also gets bullied for EVERY autistic trait/symptom/display he has. it’s true he told me so

fiddleford mcgucket (1982)

- biromantic heterosexual* (see footnote. please.)

- pronouns: any

- likes to grow plants - idea credit to the fic ‘not one to forget’ on ao3! read it if u haven’t, you will have no regrets

- prefers neither dogs nor cats, likes other random animals better (cough. raccoons. cough)

- has to remind stanford to perform his basic life functions

- my mcgucket backupsmore headcanon is that he was shooting for a scholarship (or something similar to what stanford was going for) for a slightly less prestigious school than WCT and then when he showed his project to the scout people and it like blew up and hit one of them in the face and so needless to say they did not accept him

- he hates being called stupid more than anything

- he has anxiety. and yes that’s also pre-and-during-portal-years. the guy is nervous about everything. he nervous stims. chews his nails pulls at his hair shaking hands and legs the whole deal

- he doesn’t really talk about it either. he marinates. he marinates and ford developed a sense for it

- raised christian, really not that into it. has more important things to do

mabel pines

- sexuality: pansexual, or omnisexual. haven’t made up my mind yet but she’s definitely mspec!

- pronouns: she/her

- is she cis or trans?? who knows i can’t decide

- absolutely was into loom bracelets when they were popular

- also silly bandz

- 5’8” when she’s grown up. dipper is 5’7”.

- she collects squishmallows and/or beanie babies. they all have names. they take up half of her bed.

i have like nothing for dipper besides the classic transhet headcanon & him being shorter than mabel 😭 mystery trio phase hit me real hard ok

* don’t use this post for discourse. “bUt ThE SpLiT aTtRaCtIOn mOdEL iS onLy FoR aSpEc PeOpLe” too bad. i’m aroace and i say it’s *fine* who *cares*

[the-fandom-queenxox]

So I made myself wait to watch the witchcraft smp finale till all the povs were out, which means I waited for Cleo to upload and also my college decided to allow offline/traditional classes to be back so it took me a bit longer to finally sit down and watch the povs. So here is some of my thoughts while watching the witchcraft smp finale episodes:

(Spoiler warning)

17/04

Lauren:

-Yeah Lauren you kinda did drop the whole competition just to vibe, but that's okay I still love you!

-Omg her wings look like thicc slices of bread!!And the colors of it are real pretty

-Yeah Joey!!! You were the worst best friend ever, screw you!

-Scott to the rescue!!!!

-YOOOO Joey's out first!!!!!

-CLEO NOO!!

-Hi supreme Lizzie

-Scott's the new supreme!!!

-Oh yeah they all do have her autograph in a way huh?

-Everyone reaction to finding out Cleo was an undead this whole time is really funny

-OH I KNEW THE DEMON WOULD BE BACK TOO!!!!

-Lauren just dipped lmao?!?!??

Eloise:

-The "Yep that's me, you are probably wondering how I got here." Bit to start the episode was good

-Training montage

-Damm Shellby's strong af, she really giving them a hard time

-Ohhh her artifact exploded on her because of the reset, alright that makes a bit more sense

-Oh she skipped the demon fight hmm

-Lol she became a witch content creator after the competitions?!

-Oli and Sausage got bailed out by El

-They made wcsmp's version of love or host lol

-Did she steal a award!?

-Someone get Scott I found his supreme crown

Joey:

-Oh that ice blast spell is cool(pun wasn't intended)

-Bro not the Stacy callback!!

-Cleo's time freeze ability <3

-Okay demon battle time

-Gods why was it that Joey give the "If we work together we can defeat the villian." Speech, it's not at all a thing his character would say

-Bro the demon's not even taking any damage lmao

-Scott's new to his supreme witch powers leave him alone

-Dude what home the mages won't accept you ba- oh that one right...

-I mean yeah screw those ice mages and all that but how is Joey's story gonna end now?

-You don't have any best friends le- oh yeah Tiff would be your best friend after all the demonic and botania stuff the both of you bonded over

-Where's Tiff?! Did mother earth take her back or smth?!

-No Joey she couldn't have gone through the elf portal, she has told you before that the portal works only one wa- aphgkgdj?!SURE JUST GO IN JOEY BYE WITCH!!!

18/04

Prismarina:

-Okay so at this point I'm pretty sure that there many chests in the area but not all of them have stuff in them and are there for decor

-Where did that blaze come from?!

-Lmao Cleo saying "Do we have a cool name?"

-Cleo and Scott are not giving Pris a chance to breath lol

-"I can't see it but I'll pretend I do"

-Bertha's curse got broken!!(see Bertha you didn't even have to bring back your dead sister and the demon she took down with her to break your curse you just had to wait)

-Is Bertha immortal?? Also do they not have a job outside of being the supreme witch competitions referee(???)

-Is Mertha's curse also broken now?

-Lol the demon fight crashed Pris' computer

-ARE BERTHA AND MERTHA ENGAGED NOW?!??!

-Is Pris a siren of some kind?

-Oh her dead sister is there, I'm going to assume that's her spirit coming for a visit or something

Shubble:

-Oooo we are finally meeting this "she" Shubble keeps mentioning

-My girl saw the weird dead deer skulls and said "Ew"

-*Big gasp* *choking noises* *literally dying* *it was nice knowing you*

-*In a nerd voice*Uhmm actually those look like shiny charizard wings thank you very much

-Her immediate respons to seeing Cleo was zap-teleport out of there

-Love how Tiff, Shubble and Pris are just watching Lauren and Joey "attacking" eachother

-Shubble leaving the scene when Scott shows up lol

-I love hduo, found sisters <3

-So is Tiff's first death not counted?

-"He is already dead let it go" SHELLBY?!!?!!!KAGLZHSK

-Why is it always these 2 in a fight to death

-Oh she just flew away?!!

-"Aren't you like dead though?" Shellby you need to stop!!kdhdhchbj

-Oh come on!! We are not meeting "her" aww man :(

Cupquake:

-Witch Tiff's grandma used to make nightsade berry pies. Good fact to know

-Oop the Bertha clone is back

-Oh her sneaking behind Cleo was so cool

-"Our leader!"

-"Yeah I want a piece of that. Equality!"

-The voices are back

-Oh, so she did went through the portal...huh

-This is just a random thought, but are we getting a fairies smp next? Cause I feel as though both witch!Tiff and witch!Joey 's stories are meant to continue in a way? Guess we'll have to wait and see

Cleo:

-Oh this is the longest episode, kinda nervous...

-The voices of all the Cleo's?! Excuse me?!??

-Gods, to get any of the end armor set pieces is so expensive

-Oh here is Pris making her amends, yeah I know this already I watched Pris' pov

-"I'M YOUR MAKER!" It's great to finally understand what she said at that time

-Yeah, I think "the coven" does sound cool and ominous

-Did Cleo just pledge herself to Scott? I-yo-I can't understand what their saying from everyone talking over eachother

-Damm has she not liked any part of being a time witch...

-All the skins!!

-And she's human again!

-"And they lived happily ever after." That's a poetic end to Cleo's story. Since she did introduce us to her character with "once/twice a upon a time" and had kind of a storybook structure from then on

19/04

Scott:

-He sounds so annoyed that he's only allowed to take 20 items with him lol

-I don't like how Scott said that he feels like he was going to "burst" and green particals started coming out of him...

-"Wow, you can't just say she's big!"

-"It encapsulates how weird and wonderful we are but it all still works together." Whatever you say new supreme!

-Frank and Agatha were in a 20 buck bet lol

-Agatha what other stuff is down in your secret lair??

-HES LOSING HIS POWERS TOO?!?!!

-Oh he is really going through with it!! Anything for his love ig

-HE DID IT!!!MILO IS BACK!!!!

-Oh he drowned to save Maxwell(I still don't know who that is. Their dog maybe)

-4 years?!

-Maxwell passed away a year later?!

-"Moonlight" "My little shadow" aww Milo is soo sweet, I love him already

-So he left the crown behind willingly. I mean I guess it make sense he just needed the power of the supreme witch to finally bring Milo back and since he lost all his powers he's not fit to have it anymore...

-Wait does this make Eloise the new supreme or do we need a new competition to be held pronto?!(in my opinion Shellby should be the new supreme cause she came in second place)

Bertha:

-So the supreme cursed Bertha and Mertha because she looked into the future and saw terrible things were to happen if anyone else were to become the supreme witch? Yeah that's fair ig :/

-Oh wow that was a quick forgivness lol

-Mertha did get the worst of it

-Her nap got interrupted that's so rude

-Time for the supreme games to begin!! But were skipping that probably cause I already watched it 8 times before this

-Oh quick run down of the events?! Sure...

-Oi!! That's so mean to Lauren she did her best!!

-That was an accident though!

-Oh when Joey asked to break the crown to have all of the being the supreme witch Bertha said "Me too?" Hehe

-Where is Mertha?!

-All "-ertha named" mobs lol

-I'm getting nervous, where is Mertha?!

-Why was she on top of a ice mountain?!

-Mertha's uncursed!!

-"666 hours later" sihdudynxtwhAT!?!

-WHY IS EVERYONE GOING THROUGH THAT DAMM PORTAL!??!!?

-Also why were you 2 spying on Joey and how did he not see the 2 of them, they're not hiding all that well

-They have a witch police?!

-Oh Mertha looks so sad waiting for Bertha...

-"Bertha will return" well yeah I sure hope she does!

And just like that it's over...how do I feel about it? Well...I think the smp had a strong start and a strong middle the ending though...is fine I guess...just wasn't my cup of tea, but I still liked the smp

[geekedoutbunny]

Heey ) Can I ask Quilge, Askin and Cang Du ( i'm not sure if you write about this character 😅) getting jealous ? Like someone else trying to get their lovers attention and how would they react? What will they do? If it possible fluff please c:

Quilge\Askin\Cang Oneshot - My Heart Only Belongs to You, Jealous Boy

Oooo, I never gotten a Cang Du before, I don't even know who that is, but a little research never kills anyone. I write for any character, I just need an anime or show and their full name and done.

Thank you, for sending in this request, I'll try and give this fic justice, hopefully, it's to your liking.

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Quilge

Quilge is already a very possessive man, he doesn't like it when you're disobeying him, he'd prefer it if you were his good little soldier. But he's completely engulfed in rage and anger, at the sight of you laughing and chatting with those other lesser than soldiers. They aren't as strong as he was, they aren't as fast as he was, they weren't even as talented as him.

They were literally nobodies. His teeth gritted together, and his eyes locked onto your figure. He marched over toward where you were at. At the sight of him you stopped laughing and you gulped. He didn't exactly look so happy at the moment. The other soldiers noticed your sudden quietness and they looked to where you were looking at. They immediately straighten up at the sight of him.

He stopped in front of you all, and he observed you through his shades. He then reached forward, and he snatched you toward him, his grip was tight, and you winced a little at the force of it. He stared at you, almost begging for you to complain. You clamped your mouth shut and he seemed pleased with that. He then glared at the other soldiers.

"Drop and give me 150, I'll be back shortly, and when I do get back you better be on 100. If not, you'll be sorry." He said, before he turned on his heel, his grip tight on you as he dragged you along with him. You nearly stumbled a few times, trying to keep up with his fast strides. Eventually you both made it to your shared room. He pushed you in and he slammed the door shut.

You nearly tripped, but you were able to stable yourself, but your shoulders were gripped tightly, and you were whipped around, his grip on your shoulders where tight and you quietly whimpered from his grip. "You're not allowed near any of those simpletons, and I clear?" He said through clenched teeth. You looked up at him, your face twisted in pain, and you nodded. He stared at you a bit longer, those dark shades reflecting your face.

He then relaxed and his grip loosened some, his hands slid down your arms and they rested on your hands, he then sighed. You relaxed as well and then you smiled at him. "You have nothing to worry about, Qui, I'll always be yours, and you'll always be mine." You said, as you gripped his hands in your own. He returned the grip, before one of his hands slipped from yours and he cupped your cheek.

"Forever." He said, and you leaned into his hand, your free hand cupping his larger one on your cheek. "Forever and always, until the end of time."

Askin

Askin is a rather chill guy, he doesn't really care about much, but he did have an image to upkeep, and he refused to have you embarrassing him. He's a benevolent lover, and he lets you do what you wish most of the time. But he won't stand for another touching on you. His pride wouldn't allow that.

So seeing you play around with a few of the others made his blood boil in a way that it never has before. He walked calmly over toward you both, hands in his pockets as he approached. Your little game was interrupted when he stopped before you both. You both looked over at him, a smile on your faces. "Hey, Ask!! What's up!?" You excitedly asked, your adrenaline pumping.

He said nothing, his face was unreadable as he observed the other person, almost as if he was sizing them up. "Nothing much, just came looking for you, my love." He said, as his eyes pierced into the other persons eyes. Their shoulders tensed and they laughed nervously catching your attention. "Huh? What's up?" You asked them, they profusely apologized as the bowed over and over again, claiming that they had to cut your game short, they had errands to run.

You gave them a smiled and waved them off, and the moment you did, they ran for the hills. You stared at their retreating form for a while, Askin walked up next to you, watching them run away and around a corner. "Psh, good riddance." He said before he stalked off. You looked over at him, an accusing look upon your face. "Askin, did you make them run off?" You asked him in an annoyed tone. He continued to walk on, his head held high.

You marched after him, wanting answers. "HEY, I KNOW YOU HEAR ME UP THERE!!" You shouted as you stomped after him. He continued walking as he answered you. "Yeah, I did, but I don't care." He said in a nonchalant voice. You glared at the back of his head. "And why not? They were my friend and you made them run off." You said in an angered tone. He suddenly stopped and he whirled around. Your eyes widen in shock, his fingers gently holding your chin. "Because you're mine, and mine alone, I hate sharing." He spoke.

Your eyes danced over his face, your face warming up from a blush, he smirked satisfied, and he continued walking. You stared at him for a moment, calming your heart, before you raced after him. "HEY, THAT'S NO FAIR!!! GET BACK HERE!!" You shouted as you chased him down.

Cang

Cang is a pretty serious man, and he would've already warned you to not make him angry or jealous, or else you'll suffer his wrath, and he didn't want to hurt you. So, you'd pretty much stay inside or off to yourself most of the time, but you didn't expect this from the oh so serious Cang.

You were resting on the couch, you were sitting up, resting in the cool room, on your lap sat your pet, and your hand was slowly stroking their fur, your fingers going through it was comforting. You released a deep sigh, so ever content. By the doorway was Cang, half of his body was peaking around the door frame, as he glared daggers at the animal. He was muttering the same words over and over again.

"My thighs, my thighs, my thighs, my thighs, my thighs, my thighs, my thighs." It was quite sinister looking. The animal looked over its shoulder at Cang and it made eye contact with him, seeming to sense his bloodlust. He glared back at it and the animal seemed to smirk. A vein popped out on his cheek, and he bit his lip.

'Damn animal.' he cursed it in his mind. You were blissfully unaware of the small war that was being waged, and a shadow over came you. You opened your eyes, and you looked, seeing Cang's neural face. You smiled up at him. His brow twitched at your smile. 'Cute.' He thought, before he crawled on the couch, you watched him get comfortable, before he glared at the animal once more and it glared back.

They stared at each other a bit longer, before Cang pushed it off with a swift jab. "Oops." He said in a careless tone. The animal made a noise of surprise when it was pushed off, and you reacted out of reflex to catch it, but Cang dropped his head on your lap, and he wrapped his arms around your waist. "Ehch, Cang, move. I have to check on out pet, you just pushed it!!" You whined as you struggled to get him off, but he was too strong, and eventually you gave up.

You sighed in defeat, and you leaned back, you then looked down at him with a tired look, but then you smiled down at him and you ran your fingers through his hair. "You're so silly Cang, you're cute when you're jealous." You said, he grumbled but he said nothing as he pressed his face into your stomach. You chuckled as you continued to rub his hair and his back.

"My Jealous Boy."

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[dribs-and-drabbles]

Dead Friend Forever ep 5

In which I stop theorising and start wishing for a painful death for most of the characters.

This intro music slaps...in the sense of it perfectly prepares you for the mystery and suspense.

It's so funny how a different hair style can really change someone. It took a while to recognise Past!Fluke.

Also Past!Tee was a dick.

Barcode!! 😍

(Also, flashbacks to my own experience of being bullied in high school. Yep, all these lowlifes deserve everything that's coming to them.)

And that's why Future!Por and Future!Top were the first affected. Because they were the worst and loudest bullies.

Hmmm a red band on Non's wrist, and a red bag...something to keep note of?

I need to protect Non with all my being. And I want to punch Tee's moody face. And Top's smug face. Jin's ok, Jin can be redeemed. He can survive in the future, but not the others.

Oooo did Jin have feelings for Non?!

(Oh! Is that the same location as in My Ride?)

I wonder what all that medication is for...and why the subject of Non's brother hits a sore spot.

Why does it feel ominous that there's a La Madre poster in Non's room when his mother seems to be strict/overbearing?

OH. OHHHHH. TEE'S UNCLE.

Are they just stealing Non's script?! Oh. Oh no.

Ohhhh what was that detail on Por's shirt and then on the script? Was Por wearing Non's shirt? Oh, alright, it was Por's family name...

These boys are horrible.

Well, I feel sorry for Por's mum (and dad to some extent) ...she's going to have to mourn her son. But that's about it.

It's so obvious that Tee's going to get Non to open the fake account for his uncle. They need to just get on with it because it's frustrating me no end.

Of course Top's going to drop the camera and break it and then blame it on Non. I hate him and I hate this show for being this obvious. And I hate bullies.

So this is what 'they did to him'. Tee put the blame for the broken camera on to Non and basically ruined him and his family? I hate them. I hate them so much. They deserve everything they get. And I hope pure innocent White is actually the devil incarnate and will make Tee pay. Deeply.

I'm mad. This episode made me mad. I actually want to go back to the gore and horror just to see these boys get their comeuppance. But poor Non is a little on the precipice of unhinged and is also a little dumb. Come on! Don't think Tee can actually help you get free cash!! Ahhhhh.

[spookuns]

oooo! image ramble below cut. 🌸 Does this count as a slight lore drop?

"how does ur yume interact with non-ratchet autobots? or perhaps even decepticons?" -> your answer https://spookuns.straw.page

Kept it non specific, but if you want me to ramble about her feelings on any specific character, feel free to ask! Namely anyone from Prime or Animated since I'm most familiar with them than the other gens. :3