#credit to my partner for the doodle

[ozzgin]

Thinking about them big dick monsters who cannot understand the concept of a bruised cervix.

NSFW Content!

I see someone has read the monster husband drama.

To be fair, you probably wouldn’t notice it either in the moment. Too many things hurting at once, or too horny to focus on anything else. Which is why the monsters are somewhat skeptical of your complaints. What do you mean they can’t be rough? You were literally begging for it hours ago. Surely humans can’t be that fragile. Hell, maybe they’re right. Maybe you can take it like a champ. Two doctor visits later, and you’re put on bed rest. This is who you’re bullying. Look into its eyes and tell it “it had to be done”. Tell it you’re a monster hoe and can’t say no to dick.

[maiios]

My Rainworld AU: Dried AU!!

This au takes place after five pebbles' collapse but instead of endless snowstorms, the skies turn blazing hot and the once heavily rain filled terrain make for a heated wasteland in which all creatures (and iterators) have to learn to adapt to this new type of environment.

After gaining a second chance from being washed up ashore on the, once in tact, shaded citadel for cycles and saved by a familar explosive slugcat, he searches on a much contemplative and obligated journey to find his big sister, Looks to the Moon. He, begrudgingly, plans to apologize and try his hardest to make it up to her, if he even finds her alive, but first and foremost, he must learn to forgive himself, if he ever could.

A wandering iterator on the lookout for her lost brother, she has searched high and low for his puppet with companionship of the one who had repaired her systems with a, presumably stolen, rarefracture cell. Firstly, she has repaired her damaged puppet at her, once beautiful and flourous, city that laid on top of her submerged structure, which was currently easier to roam because of the water that covered the facility had since evaporated.

A gatherer and his companion, a hunter, with many purposed, deceased, organisms in their posession. He scours the land searching for objects and the like that spark an idea for whatever it is he plans to create for the iterator populace's benefit to give them a second, livelier chance at life that the anciets had stripped away from them.

Farther from the west of the outer expanses give way to one of the most dedicated researchers, set on find what else the world that they have been trapped behind in a can has hidden from them. Exceptional with the crossbow and spears provided by their trusty messenger, given the name Dusk, they set off to record and document everything about this new world. They seem to keep pearls containing poetry and artistry, with seemingly no interest in the matter, for unknown reasons that they refuse to share with anyone.

if anyone is interested and would like to learn more about my au, feel free to ask away in my askbox! id be willing to draw doodles/art for specific asks too :>

credit and thank you to my partner, @basilirl for helping me with the scug designs!!! <333 (i cannot design animal patterns at ALL)

credit to @lyss-butterscotch for the gjinka inspiration for the designs!! i was very inspired to many elements i absolutely adore about her designs to be able to make my own au!!!

[empress-simps]

Scribbles and Sketches

Pairing: Sirius Black x Fem! Reader

CW: Just two idiots in love with each other and the occasional swearing.

Genre: Fluff with a sprinkle of angst

Summary: Sirius has a habit of drawing in every possession he owns. It also doesn’t help the fact that it’s the way his crush finds out his feelings.

Note: This is inspired back then when my crush (at that time) sat next to me did a sketch of me while in Biology class. Enjoy! Photos used are from pinterest, credits to the owner!

Sirius loves to doodle, whether it was little stars on his converse shoes, some random quotes he found funny that he decided to write in the back pages of his notebooks, or how there’s always a little scribble of ‘S.O.B’ on the first pages of his books (that he never really read, he just saw you once or twice holding or reading as you pass by him).

Walburga hates it, when she saw Sirius’ expensive hard bound books have his name scrawled out messily on the side, she was furious. She called it ‘Vandalizing’ and would punish Sirius back then for acting like a ‘mudblood’ and disgracing the beautiful pristine books with a childish scrawl.

Did he do it again numerous times before leaving to spite his birth giver? Yes, definitely, and certainly.

The night he left, he made sure to splash black paint onto the walls, carpets, and curtains— basically everywhere, he even managed to get the ceiling too. He could only imagine the horrified expression and the shrill scream Walburga did after discovering the thrashed room. A smirk of satisfaction never fails to appear on his face every time he thinks of it.

“Drawing her again, Pads?” James looked over Sirius’ shoulder, wanting to take a peek at his friend’s journal. Sirius hissed, shooing him away. “Go away, Prongs. I’m busy.” James lets out a snort, “Yeah right.”

“Just ask her out already, pads. You’re always ogling at her during classes it’s a bit creepy.” Peter teased, laughing at Sirius’ offended face.

“Sod off, wormtail.”

Remus took a break from reading his book to look at his squabbling friends. Seeing the journal in Sirius’ hands, he got curious. Placing the book down, he walked over to Sirius’ bed where James, Sirius, and Peter are. “That’s actually a pretty good sketch of her, mate.” Remus’ eyes travelled down to the right corner of the page, eyes bugging out at first then emitting a loud laugh.

“My future Mrs. Black? Really?”

Sirius grumbles, clearly embarrassed as a light blush coated his cheeks. “Don’t judge.”

“You’re such a sap, Pads!” James laughed, slapping his thighs repeatedly, finding it completely hilarious.

“Yeah, we’ll see who’s the one laughing on our wedding day.” Sirius grumbles, closing the journal and placing it in his school bag absentmindedly.

“If you even get to speak a simple ‘hello’ to her without tripping over your feet that is.”

The only thing keeping Sirius passing out and snoring in his boring Divination class is you humming next to him as you write in a blank piece of parchment. Merlin, he feels grateful and all that, but really? In the one subject he has no motivation for? Sirius grumbled; if it was transfigurations, then he could’ve shown off to you.

You didn’t fail to notice his grumbling state. Misunderstanding his actions, you thought it had something to do with you. Negative thoughts swirled around your head. Does he not like being your partner?

Putting your quill down, you felt nervousness settle in the pit of your stomach. You discreetly look to your left, seeing Sirius with a bored expression on his face. Alright, maybe you were overthinking things. He probably just finds this Divination class bollocks like you do, but you still folded the paper and placing it back into your bag, feeling a bit paranoid that he might see what you wrote.

Classes soon ended, and students hurriedly piled out, eager to get out of the boring class, muttering among themselves. You began to pack up your things, and out of the corner of your eye, you saw Sirius standing and about to exit the classroom.

“Sirius, wait!” You hurriedly grabbed him, your hands on his wrist. You blushed, trying to ignore how you felt butterflies erupt in your stomach and the tingles that you felt when you made contact with him.

A look of surprise and a light blush coated his cheeks. “Y-yeah...? What’s up?” He stuttered. Sirius heard his friends howl in laughter outside the door, clearly spying on them. Thank Merlin that you didn’t notice (or didn’t care if you did notice) as you smiled warmly at him.

“Um, so are you free this Saturday? I figured it would be best if we both worked together on the essay since... we’re partners…” Oh for the love of Merlin, please have mercy on these two people who are too coward to say they like each other. Sirius blinks—not once, not twice, but three times. You can hear Marlene snickering in the background at the exchange.

Was he hearing this right? You? Asking him out? (Okay, not really, but in his mind, it still counts as you asking him out) He was pulled out of his thoughts when you chuckled nervously, awaiting his reply. “Sirius...? You in there?” Sirius cleared his throat. "Erm, yeah! Yeah, see you at the library then?”

You smiled warmly, and Sirius thought he had been blessed by Merlin himself. “Yeah, see you at 9:00 a.m. Bye!” He watches you go to Marlene and Lily, both looking at him with knowing looks.

“Bye.” He breathes out, still looking at you.

“Merlin, Padfoot is whipped.” Peter shakes his head, smirking.

“That he is.” James laughed, watching a pink-faced Sirius make his way towards them. “Cat got your tongue, Pads?” James teased, elbowing Sirius who tried to shove him off. “More like Y/n got his tongue.” Peter snickered; Sirius turned redder.

“Nah, how could Y/n even get his tongue when he couldn’t even get a kiss on the cheek.” Remus laughed, joining in the teasing.

“You guys are terrible mates.”

“We love you too, Pads.”

You bit your lip, looking at both outfits sprawled out your bed. “Lily! Please help me pick one!” The said girl looked up from her charms essay, standing up and walking towards you.

“Are you going on a date, Y/n?”

“No, just doing some divination work with Sirius.”

Marlene perked up, her smirk evident on her features. “Are you sure it’s just divination? Not something else?” Lily scolded her “Oh hush Marlene! Y/n isn’t like that.” She turned to face you, “I think the red sweater and ripped jeans will look good on you.” She smiles, you smiled gratefully. “Thanks Lils, knew I could always count on you. Not like the other person here.” You teased, eyeing Marlene jokingly who pouted “Hey!”

Sirius groans, plopping down his bed. It seems like he couldn’t get a single wink of sleep. He tried everything, even taking a walk outside into the wee hours of the night. Remus throws a pillow at him, grumpier as the full moon is only days away. “If you don’t wanna sleep then at least let us get a fucking good night’s rest, Pads.”

He ignored his friend but kept quiet not to disturb his friends. “Merlin, the things you do to me woman...” he grumbled, rubbing his hand exasperatedly over his face. Opening his trunk, he decided to mull over what he was going to wear for the next day.

“Alright, do I look presentable?” You turn towards your two friends, dressed in the slightly oversized red sweater and ripped jeans Lily had recommended, topping it off with a maroon converse with little flowers and leaves embroidered around it. Pretty basic but eh, it works.

“Kinda meh, let’s put on some make up, yeah?” Marlene gestured to you to sit down, looking at the mirror, you frowned. “I only know how to do blush and lips though...”

“That’s where I come in, let’s make Black drop on his knees and fawn over you.”

Sirius glanced nervously at his watch, uncharacteristically quiet and early; he was a whole hour early, a huge change for the boy who’s always running late and calling it being ‘fashionably late’. By the way he was behaving it looks like he got stood up on a date, which was quite amusing to other students who are seeing this new side of him. Just sitting and having nothing to do makes him even more impatient, so he did what he did best— sketching you.

He took out his journal which he surprisingly brought and took out a pencil and an eraser he stole from Remus. He pictures you in his head, how you hum while scribbling something in a parchment next to him during your last divination class. He started to sketch, expertly drawing you as he did hundreds of times before. It took him about an hour to finish it, even having the time to detail it. He smiles lightly, adding ‘My love.’ in the right corner. It was not just some sketch as he likes to call it, it’s an art piece.

You are his muse— much like he is to your poems.

“Sirius, hey.” You smiled, sitting down beside him quietly, oblivious to a drawing he made that was practically glaring at you, waiting to be noticed. “Sorry I was late.”

Sirius blinks, looking at you “Ah, it’s no problem! I just got here too.” you smiled, pulling out some quills and parchment they would need for the study session as Sirius grabbed the books from his bag. What you both failed to notice was the little piece of parchment containing a painfully obvious poem about him.

Ah, talk about being blindly in love.

“Alright, let’s get this over with. I would seriously drop out of this class next year...” She mumbles, grabbing Sirius’ books without much of a thought.

“I’ll go start with the reading about tea leaf reading then- what’s that?” She stopped in her tracks, staring at what seemed to be a perfect drawing of her. Sirius blanched, feeling his heart drop to his stomach. Shit, you were definitely not supposed to see that. Sirius wanted to cry and disintegrate on the spot.

Your eyes scanned the page quickly, eyes catching the words “My Love” in the corner in Sirius’ handwriting. Your face quickly heated up as your heartbeat went faster, your stomach doing flips. You were speechless, eyes gravitated to the drawing. Sirius quickly slammed shut his journal, pulling you out of your trance.

“It’s not what it looks like!” He tries to save face. Although he immediately wanted to punch himself as he saw you visibly deflate at his statement. He can already feel Remus whacking him upside the head while James scolded him. As if Potter boy would do any better when facing Lily Evans. You bit your lip “Oh.”

An awkward silence ensued for a few moments, Sirius looking anywhere but you and you looking down biting your lip. “Uh, I know you said it’s not what it looks like…” You started, making Sirius whip his head in your direction. “But I just wanted to tell you… That I fancy you.” She saw the poem she wrote during divination class poking out of some of the blank parchments, Marlene and Lily had probably placed it among your parchments. She carefully hands it to him. “I’ll just do the rest of the essay, don’t worry. I know you don’t like this subject.” She quickly packed her things up and headed straight to the exit.

He sat there dumbly, reading the poem you gave to him, eyes widening when he realized it was quite obvious that the love poem was about him. Merlin, he done fucked up his chances of being with the girl of his dreams.

Seemingly out of nowhere, Remus grabbed his wrist and dragged him to a section of the library where not many people are to see the rest of the Marauders with disappointed looks on their faces. “Really, padfoot?” James frowned. “You’ve done it, pads.” Peter sighs, shaking his head.

“Just what the fuck was that, Black?!?” Remus hissed, Sirius bit his lip and looked away. “Lily told me how Y/n was excited, she’ll kill us for sure.” James shivered while Peter gulps “Don’t forget about Marlene.”

“Did your exchange your braincells for your fucking hair, padfoot?!” Remus still hasn’t finished scolding his friend. “I know I know, Moony. I fucked up.” He grumbles, looking at his Doc Martens. “To think that we even planned this with Lily and Marlene…” Remus grumbles.

“What? What plan?”

“Setting you up with Y/n, we thought this will be the perfect time.” James told him, “Apparently not” Remus grumbles. “Y/n’s got a crush on you for ages, Pads.” Peter told him. “And how would you know this?” Sirius found it hard to believe.

“Aside from the fact that she practically confessed to you earlier, Lily accidentally slipped up and told me.” James shrugged. They watch as Sirius practically scrambles out of the library, presumably off to find you. Remus folded his arms to his chest.

“Well at least he saved one braincell just in case.”

“Y/n! Hold on!” Sirius called, seeing you were about to enter the girls’ part of the dormitory. You ignored him, continuing to walk. He managed to catch up, holding your hand to stop you. “Y/n please…” You turned to him, eyes swimming with disappointment. “What is it, Black?” He visibly winced. “I-I take it back.” He told her, you raised one eyebrow in suspicion, “Take what back?”

“What I said earlier, in the library.”

“I don’t need you to feel bad for me.”

“I’m not, believe me.”

You pressed your lips into a thin line, conflicted. Should you believe him?

“I’ve also been hopelessly in love with you, Y/n.” Your eyebrows shot in surprise. He continued, “I… I was so embarrassed and panicked since… my journal was full of you.” Sirius confessed. You were about to reply when he opened his mouth again. “And your poem; fuck, it made me feel things. Merlin, I’m so stupid, I’m so sorry love-”

“If you really are sorry then just shut up and kiss me, Black.”

[anonymouspuzzler]

Haha Whoops Uh Oh! (UPDATED 6/11/23)

so this isn't the type of post I normally like to make, but! uh! hey! I just got ambushed by a HUGE tuition bill I wasn't expecting, and I'm out of options to pay it - they've already applied my scholarship and loans, I'm already working multiple jobs that are basically just barely paying for rent + groceries, and I only have enough on my credit card to pay for One of the three payments they're requiring, which only gets me through till July (with, again, no options that get me that amount of money by that time).

further full disclosure, this bill came at like, the worst possible time - they've given me four days to make at minimum the first payment (which, again, I can only do by maxing out my credit card), and on top of juggling multiple jobs I'm also in the middle of two classes, including one which involves upcoming travel (that is already paid for, thank god). Hence, me Scrambling a li'l bit!!

as such, I've set a new goal on my ko-fi!! it is, of course, HUGE, but genuinely any small amount people are able to contribute goes a huge way to giving me SOME way to pay it off. note that 3-coffee doodle requests are still A Thing, commissions are still a thing (if you have one active I'll be getting to them this & next week), and I'll be streaming wherever I can to pull together money that way - wherever it comes, any support is HUGE and I mean that.

UPDATE 6/11/23: I am updating the original post to remove the ko-fi link and yet you fine folks know: HOLY HECK, y'all managed to get my tuition dealt with. words truly cannot express my gratitude for that - I'm so, so, SO humbled and thankful for everyone who came out to get me out of a really rough situation.

in the slightest, smallest attempt to pay forward the kindness i've been shown, I'm gonna try and use this moment to direct y'alls attention to some other folks I know who could use some kindness! hardly comprehensive, in no particular order, just top-of-my-mind type type beat. (note that these are all folks' twitter handles - some of 'em are on tumblr too, but I figure best to direct you to where I know they are 100%!)

@/Pochiyaki is a friend & artist who's been trying to get out of a bad money situation a while, and could definitely use some love!

@/rudeboimonster is similarly a dear friend who's been struggling to find long-term work and housing, anything you got would help.

Or, considering supporting the work of a creative you love! A few I've been loving lately that I'd recommend:

@/cosmignon (Runaway Draikana webcoming, and other comics and illustration work)

@/SynthCharmVA (voicework & writing/show development)

@/Tonya_Song (music - including vocals, piano and composition - plus education and activism work)

@/jaypg_art (character design, visdev, and illustration)

@/littlegoodfrog (Matchmaker and other comics)

@/winonaparadise (Girls With Horns and other comics/illustration work)

@/derekmballard (comics, including the upcoming Cartoonshow graphic novel)

@/_PartyCoffin_ (Welcome Home, and just about every art form you can conceive of)

and of course, if you're not following & supporting my amazing partner @/hollowtones, who helped me through this tough situation in every possible way - well you ought to be!! a delight and talent in every imaginable way, and I'm only a little biased on that.

and above all else... THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!!!!!

[stardust-falling]

Unfortunately, I am once again asking for assistance.

Due to several factors I don't really want to talk about, I've suffered a series of mental health episodes over the past few weeks that have left me, quite frankly, in the worst state since... basically before I started working on trauma recovery. I've come pretty close to being hospitalized a few times, but aside from the additional trauma that might incur, I also just simply couldn't afford it.

My ability to work an outside job was already limited by my C/PTSD among other things, but for right now, I can't even think about picking up a shift without having a panic attack. I can still force myself to do things if necessary, but... honestly I really need to be able to not do that, at least for a little while until I can get back on track.

Unfortunately, I can't afford to take a break with no income. A few surprise expenses came up recently which very nearly brought everything crashing down. It's only thanks to the support of my followers and fans that we were able to scrape by, but right now there's no buffer whatsoever. My partner's already working as much as he can, and almost his entire paycheck is going to rent payments and other bills. I can't ask him to work even more to cover my expenses as well.

Last month, I had to skip getting a prescription filled. I can't do that again. My cats are more than six months past due for their shots just because we can't afford it, and I'm stressed every day that I might lose them because of this. They are my literal lifeline.

To cover my own expenses, I need a bare minimum of $600 USD a month, broken down as follows:

Medication: $100

Medical Debt Bills: $300 (total $6000)

Credit Card Bills: $100 (total $3500)

Utility Bills: $100

This is just literally what I can't afford to stop paying no matter what, it doesn't cover groceries or gas, and I also need an additional one-time $500 to take my cats to the vet.

Any percentage of this that I can make through ko-fi tips, donations, requests, and patreon pledges is more time I don't have to spend forcing myself through panic attacks and hallucinations to work an outside job.

I'm hoping to get to a more stable place both mentally and financially eventually, but for now... I'm stuck. I'm stuck and it scares me. I want to heal, but right now it's like all the work I've already done and the progress I've made is evaporating. I'm struggling to keep up with even the most basic daily tasks, let alone my creativity and emotional well-being.

If you can help support me, I'm really, really grateful. The best way to do so would be through joining my Patreon, but really anything helps. I have some requests open on my ko-fi if you'd like to get something out of it, and here is a link to donate directly to my Paypal if you'd prefer that. I'm not really in a stable-enough place to make a full commitment right now, but if you leave a note with your donation that includes your url and a character name (or just a character on ko-fi), then I'll do a little doodle for you as thanks once I... am not struggling so much with the urge to delete myself from existing.

Thank you.

[astroismypassion]

Social media poppin’

Or how to use the energy of your MC while on social media

Credit goes to my astrology blog @astroismypassion

Aries MC, ruler of the 10th house in the 1st house, Aries degree (1, 13, 25)

Post a picture of you hiking, climbing or being at the top of the mountain, photo of you in action/while doing something or intensely focusing on something, work out photos. Fresh starts. Selfies or where you are on the photo on your own. You in athleisure or work out clothes. Reaction videos. Live TikTok videos. TikTok challenges. Gym selfies. Running videos.

Taurus MC, ruler of the 10th house in the 2nd house, Taurus degree (2, 14, 26)

Post flowers, food, meals that you cooked/baked, new clothing. Photos of homemade goods (jams, pie, pizza). Photo of you in the grass or field of flowers. Photos of you at a coffeeshop with baked pastry. Teenage photos. Landscape photos. Photos of nature. What I Eat in a Day videos. Dance video. Cooking videos. Photos of you with a bouquet of flowers. Singing videos. Doing my makeup video.

Gemini MC, ruler of the 10th house in the 3rd house, Gemini degree (3, 15, 27)

Post a photo of what you did with your hands (pastry, vase etc.), what you’re currently learning (coding, pottery), show your face without makeup, start a blog, start a running journal and post it online. Sell things you don’t need. Facebook Marketplace. Write a short story. Or the story of when you almost gave up. Photos in the library. Hands photos or couple holding hands. Whiteboard videos. Unboxing videos. Gaming videos. Animated videos. Tutorial videos. Language channel. Grammar video. Photos of you at your old elementary or high school. Live stream.

Cancer MC, ruler of the 10th house in the 4th, Cancer degree (4, 16, 28)

Showcase your close friend, family members (especially your mother) and other siblings. Photos of you in childhood or your home, before and after photos, photos of your family members generations ago, whatever you’re collecting. Family game nights. Photos of the rain. You in a vineyard or a wine gathering. Baby photos. Photo of the Moon. Post about children’s rights. Christmas video. Home/family videos. Birthday collage of photos. Singing videos.

Leo MC, ruler of the 10th house in the 5th house, Leo degree (5, 17, 29)

Show your doodles, drawings, the latest creative project. People just love your personality, so showcase whatever makes your personality stand out more. Photos from a date, a picnic. Soft launches. Photos from a live concert. Photos of you at a theatre. Love song. Love poem. Photo of you doing something creative with children or young adults. Posts about politics. Photos of your back. Music video. Short film. Lip-sync (singing) videos. Post about education. Dance video. Video essay. Fan made video.

Virgo MC, ruler of the 10th house in the 6th house, Virgo degree (6, 18)

Showcase your drawings, doodles, paintings, sculptures, collages. Review foods, describe your daily duties and reaponsibilities at your workplace, start a blog, photo of you in an actual shop. Journaling, news. Content about how to organize, eat in a more balanced manner. Masquerade photo. Photo with you reading in it. You on the bicycle. Workout videos. Ask me anything videos. Educational videos. Draw my life videos. Product reviews. Study with me video. Study with me video. “Choki” type of comforting videos. Etiquette videos. Language channel. Day in my life video. Video about a job profile.

Libra MC, ruler of the 10th house in the 7th house, Libra degree (7, 19)

Post cakes, cookies, pastries, you enjoying your meal in a nice restaurant. Couple photos. High-key launching of your partner (people LOVE to see who you’re paired with), wedding photos, engagement photo. Furniture pictures in your home. Photos celebrating love. Dressed up photo. Autumn photos. Photos of nature. Photos of jewellery. Brand deals. Lifestyle blog. Dance video. Doing nails. Get ready with me video. Beauty vlogs. Make-up artist videos. Cooking channel. Sip’n’Paint videos. Couple cooking recipes. Relationship advice videos.

Scorpio MC, ruler of the 10th house in the 8th house, Scorpio degree (8, 20)

People love to see you wear leather, black matte clothes, stockings, tight clothing and everything black or red. Working out photos, ‘just ran a marathon’ photo, black cat photos. Photos of you from behind. You staring directly in the camera. Halloween photos. Photos of your eyes. Photos with a scarf. Swimsuit photos. Transformation videos. Weightloss journey. Behind the scences videos. Short documentary. Storytime/Tea time videos. “Haunted house” video.

Sagittarius MC, ruler of the 10th house in the 9th house, Sagittarius degree (9, 21)

Post videos, vlog, diary entries from your travels (especially long-distance ones), show that photo of your college degree, photo of you in an airport or in a foreign country. Motivational quotes. Inspiring stories from your life. Travel vlogs. Challenge videos. Study with me video. Representing your University (like those Day in life at University of Cambridge etc.). Language channel. Day in my life video. Videos about your native country. Geography channel. Travel vlogs with a friend or a partner (videos from date trips). Photos of you at your university. Graduation photo.

Capricorn MC, ruler of the 10th house in the 10th house, Capricorn degree (10, 22)

People love to see you in a uniform, full on suit, they love when you give off CEO AND parent energy. Post new career milestone that makes you look like a good provider. Photo of you being presented an award. Photo from the workplace. Photo with your parents on your birthday. Photos of mountains. Photos of your (grand) parents. Study with me video. Day in my life video.

Aquarius MC, ruler of the 10th house in the 11th house, Aquarius degree (11, 23)

Photos of a nature scavanger hunt. Photos of you volunteering. Photos of group gatherings. Astrology tiktoks. You coding or learning something new. Photos of you at a protest or a social activism gathering. Photo of the night sky or of the stars. Influencer content. Webinar. Drone shoots. Space food videos. Videos about electric cars. Tarot. Videos explaining astrology placements. Trailer. Zoom call video. Conference video.

Pisces MC, ruler of the 10th house in the 12th house, Pisces degree (12, 24)

Songs, poems, your love letter to someone, illustrations, tarot videos or tiktoks. Do yoga and document it. Selfcare videos. Movie night. A sleepover. Photos of you at the sea. Of you painting. Photos of the rain. Photos of you in a gallery, museum or a hospital. Astrology tiktoks. You at the movies. River/ocean/sea/waterfall photo. Animated videos. Short film. Paint with me video. Acting video. Open love letter to someone/your boyfriend.

Credit goes to my astrology blog @astroismypassion

[shhh-secret-time]

We need more of that Soulmate stuff! Can we get one with Stan??? I've such a weakness for our goth boy!

Oh and thank you for writing gn! It's such a small thing but it makes me feel good to read! 🫶

Of course you can! I love Stan and soulmate shit so literally any excuse! I'm glad my writing makes you feel good darling!

Warning: Strong Language, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, over use of the word skin and flesh, and a single shit excuse for poetry

Pairings: Stan x GN!Reader

The most annoying habit Stan had was chewing his bottom lip, so many things of lip balm used to try and repair his lips. Little discarded tubes of flavors that were the foulest thing he'd ever tasted, it was Kyle's idea, if it tasted bad maybe he could trick his brain into stopping the habit.

The second annoying habit was drumming his fingers on his desk, he was especially bad about it when he was younger. That was before the little marking on his skin started popping up. Little words and doodles on his forearm dancing on his skin. At first it freaked him out, he was fourteen and these weird little tattoos were popping up on his skin and then disappearing.

The third annoying habit was never learning to not go to his father when he didn't understand something. One would think after it backfiring so many times Stan would learn to go to his mother when he had questions. To his credit Randy did give him an answer. It just led to a whole ordeal of him telling the entire fucking town that his son has a soulmate and that his son was just like him when he was fourteen. It was embarrassing and he hoped that whoever his soulmate was didn't hear it.

Apparently, the little doodles and grocery shopping lists on his forearm was his soulmate’s handwriting and boy did they love to draw on their arm. Stan would be out in the football field practicing his throws when he'd feel the light brush of the pen across his arm. Which always lead to him fumbling a pass. Maybe he had to thank his coach for all the times he yelled at him because it was after one practice that he finally started marking on his arm back.

At first it was just to try and get whoever his soulmate was back. Taking a sharpie to the underside of his forearm, the big blocky letters spelled S-T-O-P. He remembers tugging down his sleeve with a grumble, thinking he would be free from the torment. Little did he know this was a declaration of war.

You were sitting in the science lab when it happened, working on your assignment when the letters appeared. Up until then you never saw something like that happen, so when it did you nearly dropped the beaker. Soulmate or not, who did they think they were to send such a passive aggressive message?! You excused yourself and hurried to the bathroom, ignoring the look of your partner. You pulled up your sleeve and glared down at bright silver words.

Stan furrowed his brows as his eyes scanned over the new message.

"Who uses a silver sharpie?! Are you kidding me?!" You hissed.

Well, you couldn't take that sitting down, could you? Your hands dug into the pockets of your pants to pull out the pen you always kept on you. Dragging the tip of the cheap pen across your skin, you wrote your little soulmate a loving note.

"Eat shit."

The font lit a fire in him as his eyes narrowed. Stan took the lid off the sharpie and drew a crude middle finger on his palm. Once he was satisfied with it, he pulled his gloves back on, maybe his soulmate didn't have gloves and would have to deal with that.

From then on Stan carried that damn sharpie everywhere. He would be in the middle of talking with his friends about something when he'd feel your words sketch onto his skin again. He would stop even if he was in the middle of something just to read whatever rude thing you'd come up with. It was Kyle who finally approached him about it.

"Dude you're gonna get ink poisoning." Stan almost missed the way Kyle scolded him, to focused on writing.

"I don't care Kyle! They're insulting the Broncos!" Stan hissed back.

"How did you even get on that topic?" Kyle rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest.

"I-...I don't know but I'm not going to just let them shit on my favorite team!" He looked up towards his best friend, Kyle could see the fire behind those blue eyes and almost chuckled.

"This person is supposed to be your soulmate, ya know? Like your forever partner."

"I know that! But it's like they know exactly what to say to get under my skin!" Stan groans as he caps the sharpie and slumps back against the park bench. "I mean...was it like this for you? You found yours recently."

The red head raised a brow at his friend, the question catching him off guard. "Hm...no? We got along pretty much instantly. Guess it helped they found me before I found them?"

Stan watches as Kyle presses a thumb into his palm. A warm smile plays across his lips as he rubs the golden letters. Rumors of Kyle and his soulmate spread quick, they were the talk around campus for a while much to Kyle’s dismay.

"But I get what you're feeling."

"You fight with your partner like this?"

"What? No! Not yet at least...I mean it's bound to happen eventually, but I mean the thing you said about their words getting under your skin." Kyle shook his head making the green straps on his head swing back and forth. Before Stan could respond Kyle held up his hand and continued. "They'll text me or say something to me and it just...feels like my heart is going to explode. The first time we kissed it felt like my skin was on fire, it felt intense. So... I think that might just be a side effect of having a soulmate. Everything is kinda turned up to eleven."

Stan just sat there and listened to him. He pushed his hands in his coat pocket and squeezed the sharpie, letting the words sink in. Leave it to Kyle to make him think about it more. Stan responds with a long sigh.

"... Maybe."

"Hey at least you can talk to yours. We had to go based off each other's thoughts...it's hard keeping my thoughts in control."

"Yeah, I don't know if I could live with that, probably end up cutting my hand off." Stan chuckles and looks down at his forearm.

Maybe he could swallow his pride a little and just take it easy. It certainly made sense now why your words were having such an effect on him. If everything was turned up to eleven like Kyle said, then maybe he needed to take a step back and try something else.

It wasn't until he was sitting in class bored again that he got the idea. He even went out of his way to use a different marker, one with a smaller point. Pressing the tip to his arm, he watched the bright blue ink bleed into his skin. Stan didn't really know what to write, it was hard to go from writing stupid insults and drawing crude things to something just mundane. He pressed his lips together and stared hard at the little blue dot until his hand started moving. Stan wrote best when it was in song lyrics or his poems.

Watercolor running down my skin.

It's supposed to feel cool but all it does is make my head spin.

You get under my skin like fire.

The tip of your pen bleeds me like sharp wire.

He pulls back and looks down at it with narrowed eyes. Stan can already feel the warm embarrassment spreading over his face and up to the tip of his ears. Quickly pulling down his sleeve again, he tried to push it out of his mind for the rest of the day. An hour went by before he felt that all too familiar feeling, it was something he was getting used to at this point. He looked down and his eyes widened in awe.

"Did you write that? It's good."

No smart-ass comment about his poetry. You didn't make fun of him for putting his words in a silly simple format. You just complimented it. Stan could feel his heart speeding up as he re-read the small sentence under his poetry over and over again.

"Yeah. I'm not good at communicating normally."

"Poetry is just easier for ya huh?"

"That or music."

"Really? You play?"

Stan grinned down as he started running out of room on his forearm, having to move to the surface of his arm now. His face getting closer to his skin as he hunches over his desk to keep writing.

"Yeah, guitar and a little bass. They're kinda similar."

"That's cool!"

"Do you play any?"

And soon his entire arm was covered in back and forths. Talking about music to whatever else the two of you could come up with. He learned about all your hobbies just as you learned his. You started keeping a little journal of all the poems he wrote you, all the little songs he'd write down across his. It was when you'd wake up to a poem, first thing in the early mornings. The sunlight caressing your entire body, wrapping you up like a hug.

The poems spoke of things like how he was excited to talk to you throughout the day. Asking you if blue was starting to become your favorite color. Did you think of him when you saw it? Things like how he was so happy to see you respond and that he thinks of you every time he strums on his guitar. You were just thankful he couldn't hear your heartbeat or see the way he made your face flush.

But there was that longing to finally see this person. You learned your partner was a he but the thought of asking him his name didn't seem to matter. It was like you'd known him your whole life, and because of him blue was starting to become your favorite color. So one night as you sat at your desk, you decided to just go for it.

"Hey. I just thought about how I don't know your name!" You had to move to writing with your non-dominate hand which made your handwriting a little shaky.

You giggled at the little doodle that came up next to your statement. It was a horrible drawing of Kirby pointing at the writing, but his face was scrunched up in disgust.

"I dunno. Didn't think about it."

You waited after reading his sentence, thinking he was going to continue. Nope. Nothing.

"Well, what is it??" You asked as you doodled next to the Kirby, a little frog wearing a hat joining the fray.

"It's Stan."

"What?! No way!"

You circled Stan's name with your pen and drew a bunch of exclamation marks. You knew a Stan; he was the quarterback at your university! He had three little friends that always seemed to follow him! He was the kid who brought a guitar to-

He brought a guitar to class sometimes.

He wrote in his notebook when he thought no one was watching.

He made your heart beat and the butterflies in your stomach flutter.

He was your soulmate.

Did he even notice you like you did him? Did he know you sat across the room from him in history? Or that you were his soulmate? Of course he didn't! He doesn't even know your name.

You break out of your spiraling thoughts when you see the blue ink across your skin again. "Pretty sure way. That's the name my mom gave me."

"You know what I mean dick! I know you! You're Stan Marsh! You live on that farm that's like an hour away from here in South Park!"

There was nothing for a while. Maybe you shouldn't have said all that, but the faster your heart sped the faster you wrote. You didn't think to slow down until you looked back at how hastily everything was written.

"You go to my university, don't you?" He asked.

"South Park college. Go cows." You doodled a little cow next to the response hoping to relief a little tension.

"Go to Stark Pond in an hour."

"What?! Dude it's like 6:30! I can't just leave this late!"

"I wanna meet you and I don't wanna wait. I'm already in my truck."

You could tell from the way the letters were spaced out and slanted. It was almost gibberish, gibberish that had your blood pumping. In a manner of seconds, you learned the name of your soulmate and you were actually considering going out. It would be around seven thirty before he actually showed up. You bit your lip and looked over at your car keys but only for a moment. When the thoughts of how he wanted to meet you were so bad he was willing to drive out again to see you. To see who you were. The fear of disappointing him did cross your mind, what if he hyped you up too much.

You knew Stan Marsh. You knew how pretty he was and how he could make a group of people follow him. You knew he had those beautiful baby blue eyes that seemed to go forever.

God you loved the color blue.

With a huff you grabbed your keys and put on some decent clothes. You waited at Starks Pond for that hour, you could have stayed home to wait but your anxiety wouldn't let you. Not the way your heart was still pounding, every minute that passed felt like agony. Pulling your jacket closer to your body, you almost leapt out of your skin each time a car would pull up; only to be disappointed when anyone that wasn't Stan got out or drove off.

When finally, a beat up brown truck pulled up next to yours. Your breath hitched when you saw movement, breathing out when you saw a familiar pair of red shoes. A blue hat that looked well-loved over shaggy black hair.

He was standing by the water looking around, he looked as nervous as you felt. Just when he thinks you're not coming do you finally find the strength, the feeling, in your legs to step out of the car. The cold air nipping at your skin, it felt like ice right now from the way your skin set ablaze. The sounds of your footsteps crunching against the snow makes him look back and his jaw drop.

"It's you."

"It's me." You respond with a little smile, your voice barely above a whisper.

Stan takes the initiative and meets you halfway, the two of you meeting on the worn out walking trail. It isn't until he steps into the moonlight that you realize he's not wearing his jacket, but you notice the ink going up and down his arms.

"You actually came. I didn't think you would."

"I almost didn't...it's cold you know." You shoot him a little smirk, changing the tone in your voice to a lighthearted tease.

Stan let's out a breathy chuckle, you can see the little puff of air that escapes his lips. He takes a step closer towards you. You can feel the heat coming off him, radiating around your body. "Yeah guess it is. Forgot my jacket."

"Were you that excited?"

"Are you kidding? Yeah! It's not fair you knew what I looked like!"

And when you giggled Stan felt himself walking on air. The way you made his heart soar from that alone. He'd never write something funny on his arm again, if he had something funny to say you'd hear it just so he could hear that laugh.

"Then I hope you're not disappointed."

"Wh... what? Of course I'm not disappoint- You have no idea how much I'm trying not to throw up right now."

"What?!"

"No! Hold on! That came out worse than I meant! I mean I'm nervous because- because you're so beautiful and-....and I'm fucking this up, aren't I?" You watch the panic in Stan's eyes as he scrambled to try and find the right words.

You broke his mind when you laughed again. If your hands didn't come out to take his he would have bolted, ran off to find hole to crawl into. Instead, your hands anchor him to that spot, your smile brings him back down just for him to get lost in your eyes.

"You do suck at communicating." You whisper and press a kiss into his cheek.

"Uh...yeah well...you're the one kissing me. So ...I must be doing something right." Stan mentally kicks himself for that comment, but he can't help that little competitiveness in him.

Stan doesn't let you get whatever you're about to say out, his lips meet yours eagerly. He knows whatever you're about to say is only going to make his face turn a deeper shade of red. When he pulls away and sees your eyes are shut and your lips still slightly parted from the kiss, he knows he's already in deep. Especially when you cupped his face and brought him in for another.

Everything felt like being turned up to eleven. Everything felt right. You felt right being in his arms like this. He never wanted to come down from this feeling and he was sure you felt the same.

[yaekiss]

#Mailroom Open! If you still have open slots/want to do this <3

I'd like this letter to go to Tighnari, please and thank you! Subtle yandere and SFW. Thank you again!

The contents of the letter are as follows:

"Tighnari!

Things have been absolutely marvelous in Mondstadt. Your idea to visit my family was genius. It's been a long time since I've been back home. My mother asked why you didn't accompany me, isn't that cute? She called you her future son in law.. Then asked when we'd be giving her grandbabies.

I have been missing you to pieces though, my love. You would love a few of my friends over here, they're interested to learn more about you! Well.. aside from one. He seemed a bit upset when I gushed about you. But never mind that! How are things back home with you? How is Collei? Please let her know that Amber sends her regards. But most importantly! How are you?

I also hope that the package I sent gets to you safely. I thought you'd really appreciate my finds.

Love you so much!

-♡"

The package itself is smaller in size, yet still larger than the envelope sent. Inside the box are new glass storage jars, made for storing herbs and spices. Aside from the jars, there's a hand woven bracelet. It matches with Tighnari's typical attire, and is woven in order to prevent fraying or breakage. There's another, tiny sticky note at the bottom of the box with a doodle of Tighnari and his partner. They're stick figures and holding hands.

꩜ Letter Content: GN! Reader x Slight Yan! Tighnari, SFW, no gendered terms for reader, possessiveness from Tighnari, lmk if I missed out anything ! ꩜ Delivery Notes: Tighnari was absolutely covered in pollen when I picked up his package in Sumeru, HAHA! However, judging from his droopy ears and tail, I think he really misses you :( ꩜ Wanna write a love letter yourself? Check out it out here!

Sent back to you is a small, lovingly handmade, woven basket that you recognise to be the handiwork of Tighnari. Weaved between the strips of dried Kalpalata lotus vines are cute tiny flowers native to the forested area around Gandharva Ville. There’s a ribbon tied around the handle in your favourite colour that’s lightly scented with the perfume of Sumeru roses.

A dark green fabric that matches his fur colour sits nicely atop the contents of the basket, it’s embroidered with the stick figure drawing of you and Tighnari. The Tighnari stick figure is made of thread in a light emerald green that’s the colour of his eyes while your doodle is woven in a gorgeous shade identical to yours. There are extra little hearts floating around the two of you in the embroidered picture too, how cute! 

Removing the embroidered cloth cover from the basket, you first take his letter out. Reaching into the envelope, the first thing you pull out is pressed Nilotpala lotus petals. They retain a delicate faint glimmer of how they shone when they bloomed at night and infuse the parchment in the envelope with their light floral scent. His reply is written in his usual scrawling handwriting you see in his research journals but there's an underlying tenderness present. You think he makes a noticeable effort to ensure that his words are more legible, especially just for you. His response reads:

“My dearest lotus,

It’s about time you wrote back! Just before I got your letter, I was going to mail you a lengthy lecture regarding important safety tips while one is travelling. Really, with your extended silence, I was worried about you for a bit, lotus. It's good to hear you're enjoying your time in Mondstadt with your family though, how’s the flora diversity there? I do hope you bring me back some flower and mushroom samples.

Collei too sends Amber her very enthusiastic regards, she was so excited at the mention of Amber, the way her eyes lit up was precious, I wish you were there to see it, lotus. Now, I’m sure with your keen eye you’ve noticed all the flowers included in the basket. I can’t take all the credit, it was Collei who helped to collect the flowers for the basket. She came back with so many that we spent almost a whole afternoon just picking out the best ones for you. Seriously, you should’ve seen the way she came into the hut with her arms full of flowers, I didn’t even know how she could see in front of her!

Also, new jars! You know me so well, how did you figure out I was running out of them? Gods, thinking about the hassle of procuring them gave me such a headache. You really are my saviour, gods, I miss you so much… Please come back soon, lotus, I’m getting sick of longing for you. Your lovely handmade bracelet has done well in curbing the urge to go over to Mondstadt to sweep you back up in my arms. It’s beautiful and I appreciate all the work you put into such a sweet gift, lotus. I’d never take off the bracelet, ever.

I’d hate to nag but do take care of yourself alright, it worries me to be so far away from you. (this part is written in a small font, but squinting, it reads out) Especially where you can meet with all sorts of people… and that friend of yours you mentioned. Ugh, I feel my headache coming back.

Help me pass my well wishes on to your mother, and tell her that calling me her “future son-in-law” is not too far off from the truth. Write more often to me alright, lotus? Hearing from you helps keep my longing in check. Come back soon!

Ever awaiting your return,

-Tighnari -”

Tucked underneath, is a sealed bag of dried mushrooms, the kind that Tighnari favours the most. It warms your heart to know that he’s willing to part with the stash of his favourite shrooms to make sure you’re eating well in another region. Tacked on are some collated recipes for the ingredient, with little notes scribbled in the margins on how the default recipe can be improved after gathering feedback from many many many rounds of him cooking it for you. Everything is so sappily domestic that you’re sure your mother would coo over how adorable the two of you are when she finds out about his gift.

And finally, there’s a small box at the side, crafted in the form of a lotus using expertly preserved Kalpalata lotus petals. Gingerly opening up the petals reveals an exquisite ring resting in the centre, woven from sturdy plant stems entwined with golden fibres that almost seem to shine. The stems are fortified with a sheer shimmer of dendro (no doubt Tighnari’s) so that it endures, staying evergreen. Included is a tag reading: “A temporary placeholder for an engagement ring, so that no pest steals you from my side while you’re away ♡”

Slipping it on, it fits perfectly, snugly home on your ring finger. You’ve never told him your ring size though, lucky guess?

Thanks for reading! Consider supporting me on kofi if you enjoyed this or check out my other works hehe ♡

[noh-ell]

Hello!! What do you typically use for your doodles? I assume some kind of Whiteboard app, but I'd love to know what one specifically if possible. Your art is so lovely! Me and my partner have matching profile pictures [credited ofc] of one of your wallmark doodles, of which are just so silly and fun. Much love! <: 3 )~

Really glad to hear that, thank you for enjoying my stuff! Most of the doodles you see are drawn specifically on Whiteboard Fox, a free collaborative drawing browser. It's very easy to get the hang of for PC and mobile users alike, have fun doodling!

[r0r0z-r1fl3]

can I get a reader who can break the 4th wall but like kuzco form the emperors new groove no one knows they can do it not even Caine

TADC x Kuzco!Reader

a/n- sorry if i took so long!! i didnt watch the emperors new groove so this might be OOC 😭 characters- kinger, jax, pomni, zooble, Gangle. (help how do i figure out the difference between imagines and head-canons) CW- mentions of violence (?) notes- Reader is GN and has similar traits to Kuzco (i HOPE. i never watched the film) credits- the-s1lly-corner for the format!! *POSSIBLE SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 2!!*

things you'd probably notice

like how jax's teeth arent brushed and how they have LOADS of tar-tar

ragatha's stitching in-between her limbs

zooble's body parts are different textures (smooth, rough, fluffy, slimy, glittery, etc-etc..)

how pomni's eyes spiral like a merry-go-round when shes excited

how your partner/crush glances at you every now and then. but you try to pretend you dont see it happening so they look at you more. (if you have any!)

kinger's wood texture on his skin changing every day or so. (like the texture re-renders everyday)

gangle's ribbon texture. its so mesmerizing to see all the little ridges on her.

how after episode 2 (IF you were there) you could see the stitches on ragatha's torso from when she was impaled.

jax's messy fur after he showers or wakes up. and how it makes him look so innocent and adorable.

the casts body language. your like an eagle when it comes to this. (you can tell whenever one of them is upset. its optional if you help them or not)

how jax stomps his feet whenever hes threatened, upset and/or demanding attention (just like how rabbits IRL do! even though hes technically a jackrabbit.)

misc HCs/imagines

if you had a crush (or IF you were dating any of the character) every episode you'd either point it out in third person, talk so highly of them in third person or maybe you'd doodle hearts over them in the intro. probably just to make the fangirls/fanboys jealous

you'd probably help give context in third person to the audience.

IF jax ever caught you he'd probably think you were crazy. (since your like talking to yourself in his POV.)

whenever theres drama or something crazy happens you'd 100% look into the camera and break the fourth wall

omg maybe you'd spill some tea going on BTS (behind the scenes) during a mundane moment (in third person obviously..)

i have a strong suspicion you'd try to start drama just for the fun of it.

maybe you'll collect secrets of your enemy/ rival and spill them in third person!!

only the viewers can actually see and hear it all though. so you look crazy to everyone else (IF they caught you in the act)

you'll probably be a huge hit with the drama queens/kings and the theorists.

(A/N- thank you for requesting!! i really enjoyed writing this!! so sorry if this isn't what you wanted though!!) (also my English and grammar may be choppy!!)

[nana-mania]

“BIRDS OF A FEATHER” you and him are soulmates...

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛oneshot

࿐*ೃ feat : nahoya kawata

࿐*ೃ fandom : tokyo revengers

࿐*ೃ extra : fem! reader, yandere! reader

.࿐*ೃ trigger warning : sorta graphic details of torture scene, bdsm, yandere behavior, blood

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ OH, you were so in love.

Seeing him for the first time painted your grey world with kaleidoscopic colours. Hearing his attractive voice made your heart skip a beat that you recorded his voice everytime he was talking near you. Seeing his big smile never cease to brighten up your day.

Since you were only a child, you used to loathe school as you despised being forced to socialize. You preferred staying at home and isolated yourself in your personal sanctuary also known as your bedroom, the only place in this world that made you feel safe. But since you met him, you started to like school.

Nahoya Kawata was his name. Such a beautiful name fitting for a perfect man like him. People around, especially his twin brother, addressed him as "Smiley", referring to his tendency to smile almost all the time. You yourself had never seen him without a smile before.

He was charming, cute and funny.

You started interacting with him during your first year in highschool though it was mostly one-sided. Around that time, Souya, his twin brother, was absent to school so Nahoya attended school alone. Not to mention, that was his first time showing up at school ever since the new school year started. Unfortunate for him, that day, the teacher assigned the students to complete an assignment in pair.

While most classmates had found their partner for the assignment, two students remained alone. Those two students were you and Nahoya. The teacher forced you to pair up with him even though you firmly assured you were capable of finishing the assignment alone. When Nahoya approached you and sat in front of you, your world suddenly stopped turning. Your heart beat rapidly in your chest as your gaze landed on him.

At the moment you saw his bright smile, something inside you...changed.

"This is shit and I suck at this subject. My bad but I have to leave everything to you. You don't mind, do you?"

You were at loss for words as Nahoya had finished talking. You tried to speak but your voice cord didn't work, as if refusing to cooperate. You ended up staying quiet the whole time while Nahoya giddily led all conversation. He barely did any work yet you didn't care. You finished the assignment yourself and still gave him credit.

It wasn't his fault he couldn't contribute to the assignment. You were too nervous to talk to Nahoya properly. His flirtatious voice, his cute laughter made your heart fluttered with excitement.

How was it possible for a single man to make you act this way?

Nahoya and you had been in the same class since first year of highschool. He skipped school often so you ended up stalking him outside school hours. For two years straight, you stalked him, learnt many things about him and fell in love with him more everyday.

Now, you both were in third-year. You barely saw Nahoya on the first year of high school as you knew he was involved with lots of gang activities. But he came to school more often these days. You heard rumors that the gang he joined had disbanded around the time you and him were about to finish first year of highschool.

Seeing him at school more often was a blessing for you. Not only you could observe him more but you could stare at him all day while he was busy spacing out in class. Watching him doing silly stuffs like annoying Souya, doodling questionable things on his desk, dozing off during lesson.

It wasn't that hard for you to watch him as Nahoya sat next to you.

Regardless of the joy you felt, there was a downside to this change in Nahoya's life. Considering he presented himself to school a lot more these days, many of your female classmates started to pay attention to him. His bright personality as extrovert made him approachable hence unsurprisingly, he got along well with the rest of the class.

You didn't want to lose him. You couldn't let other girls stole him from you. So you decided to change yourself to be in the same league as him.

You developed your communication skills, enhanced your charm as a woman and improved your seductiveness. You even changed your style, from head to toe, but the external change wasn't as tremendous as your internal change. It wasn't like your old self was completely gone. You were just...pretending to be a friendly, cheerful trendy girl to protect your loved one. You would not lie, you were proud of yourself for the dedication you poured into this. Now, there were two popular figures in class.

Nahoya and you.

While you were adored by the boys, Nahoya became the major heartthrob for the girls. Despite undergoing such massive transformation, you were yet to have the capability to interact with Nahoya properly. Both of you were like strangers in class now.

Nahoya used to greet you everytime he saw you but now...he no longer did that. He became cold out of nowhere. He greeted everyone in class except you. You were heartbroken but you didn't give up. After all, what's love without a few obstacles and hardship? This was a test for your loyalty and love for him!

You needed to do everything in your power to fix this situation then win his heart.

One of your female classmates organized a party. She came from a rich family so the party was a luxurious one. Everyone was demanded to wear fancy garments or they would get kicked out.

"Anybody who dresses like a damn hobo doesn't deserve a place in MY party!"

You weren't a huge fan of fancy dresses and you had no interest in attending the party. Of course, you had to take part because Nahoya would be there. You couldn't let it slide. That girl, the party host, had a huge crush on Nahoya. If you didn't join the party, there was a chance for her to steal him from you.

For once, you asked your parents to buy you something. They were more than glad to buy you expensive goods since you were their one and only child. Plus, you were very "well-behaved" in their eyes. When you asked them to buy you something, they were overjoyed. You never asked your parents to buy you anything. Only this time, you had to as the dress you wished to own was over your budget.

You made the right choice. The dress looked perfect on you. Not too revealing, easy to move around despite being a dress and you could potentially outshine the party host, also known as your female classmate, your current rival.

You were the center of attention at the party.

Everyone's eyes were on you as you casually walked around the host's fancy house, quietly enjoying the food and pretending to not notice the eyes studying you. Even Nahoya couldn't take his eyes off of you.

"Hey, (L/n)... Mind some company?" A boy, one of the attractive boys in your class, offered you a drink. You accepted it with a smile even though you were mentally gagging at the way he smiled at you.

You want Nahoya to smile at you like that.

The boy's smile widened before he boldly wrapped his arm around your waist. Now, you weren't expecting for him to be so daring. You chuckled awkwardly and tried to push him away. "Hey, save that for later. Why don't we chat first?"

You made up an excuse and he bought it. He began happily talking to you, discussing about your "transformation" and how much he had been attracted to you since then. Occasionally, his eyes would flicker from your eyes to your lips. His hand started to slowly rub your hips.

"You are eager, aren't you?" You managed out while cracking a fake smile, cringing at your own words. He brushed it off with low chuckles. You then looked away from him, your gaze landed on Nahoyaand a girl who happened to be the host of the party.

Oh, you were boiling with rage.

The girl was flirting with your future husband, her arms wrapped around his neck as she playfully caressed his fluffy hair. You wanted to go over to them and smash her head into the wall repeatedly until she dies. But you had to hold back that dangerous urge.

"So, (L/n)...why don't we-"

"Fuck off."

Too tired to keep up your fake facade, you left the boy perplexed as he questioned himself where he did wrong. You walked away from him and you glimpsed at Nahoya once again.

He was looking into your direction.

You didn't know if you were imagining it or if it was real. But you were in hurry and couldn't think straight.

You needed to plot your revenge.

When the party was over, you approached her. "Hey, (Rival/name)." You greeted (R/n) joyfully, pretending as if you were delighted to meet her. She was shocked as she thought everyone else had gone home. "What the fuck- Why are you still here?! Go home!" She shouted at you, displeased with your presence.

"Chill, Young Lady." You sarcastically remarked, handing over a glass of water to (R/n). She looked at the glass, glaring at you. "Stop pretending to be nice, attention whore." She spat at you, swatting your hand away from her. The glass fell from your grip and dropped on the floor, shattering to thousand pieces.

"You became the center of attention by dressing like a slut and now you want to tell to my face how better you are? FYI, I only invited you because you are an eye candy to the boys. If I didn't, none of the guys would agree to come, even my own boyfriend. So shut the hell up and leave my house AT ONCE." (R/n) shoved you with a bit force. You were forced to step back a few metres from her.

The rich girl suddenly chuckled, throwing a dirty look at you while presenting a smirk of victory. "But hey...you didn't get the special attention from Nahoya-kun. Oh my God, he was so sweet just now. I kept losing track of time because he was too good at flirting."

She was lost in her own made-up fantasy, imagining things that didn't actually happen but it happened in her own perspective. Nahoya didn't even flirt with her. Most of the time, she was the only one talking. The conversation was practically one-sided.

Hearing that, you were on the verge of losing your temper.

"Nahoya-kun is much better than my current boyfriend. That asshole can't keep it in his pants. You must be happy to steal his attention from me. But go ahead and have him, (L/n). I'm gonna dump that dumbass anyway-"

Before (R/n) could finish talking, you tackled her to the ground and strangled her with all your might. She kept thrashing and struggling under you, her legs kicking back and forth to free herself. Her choked scream couldn't be heard by anyone considering she was alone right now.

There were only you and her in the house.

Her face was turning blue, her eyes rolled back into her head. Saliva dripping down the corner of her mouth, her erratic movement gradually came to a halt. When it fell into silence, you snapped back to your sense. You observed the woman underneath you, lifeless. You didn't feel an ounce of sympathy at all. In fact...you felt contented.

Your rival...was gone. No one would get in the way of your love again.

At least for now..

"...I need to get rid of this bitch." You exclaimed calmly.

Lucky for you, you already got your driving license and owned your first car, which was also bought by your parents. They bought it as gift for passing your driving license test. You loved your parents so much.

You drove back home, dragging the body down to the basement and took out your circular saw, originally owned by your father. You didn't forget to put on the raincoat to cover yourself. You dismembered the body of your rival, the raincoat you were wearing now drenched with blood. Your face darkened with madness as you witnessed the gory sight of your dismembered, dead enemy.

Once the dismemberment was done, you shoved each of the dismembered body part in a black garbage bag. There were six garbage bags in total, which meant you had to throw these garbage bags at six different places to avoid suspicion.

This was your first murder yet you were unfazed. You soon stored all the trash bags in the car boot and drove away from your house.

You drove around the neighborhood and other neighbourhoods to find the incinerator area to get rid of the dismembered body parts perfectly. It was late night so no one was out. Most stores were close except for some shops which were opened for 24/7.

Unbeknownst to you, you ended up in the neighbourhood where Nahoya lived as you were to absorbed in getting rid of the body parts.

You found another incinerator area which was left unattended. No camera, completely unlocked. You smiled in relief. This would be your last stop before you could go home and rest.

You got out of the car and took out one last trash bag...which contained the head of (R/n). You went over to the incinerator and opened its two doors. You were eager to dump it when you suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"(Y/n)...is that you?"

Your heart beat faster in anxiousness as you instantly recognized the voice. How could you not? That sweet, seductive voice belonged to your crush...you would never forget it.

You turned to Nahoya, standing still as he fixed his gaze at you. You were frozen in fear as you were exposed, not to mention the witness was the man you loved. Due to panic, you dropped the trash bag. Tears were pooling in your eyes. You crossed your arms over your face as attempt to hide from Nahoya. "N-No...I can explain myself-"

"Oh, you are getting rid of "trash" too~♡" Nahoya exclaimed playfully, his grin widening with excitement. Confused by his words, you hesitantly looked at him. He approached you but you stepped back, still feeling nervous with him.

"Say, why don't you try peeking inside the incinerator properly first?" He whispered into your ear eagerly, making you feel weak in the knees. You did as he asked, taking a look inside the incinerator. Your eyes grew wide in astonishment. You didn't see it earlier considering you were in rush.

There was already a body inside.

The body of the boy who flirted with you earlier.

"What...did you do this?"

"Obviously."

Nahoya suddenly grasped your waist. Your face heated up from the physical contact. "I can never forgive anyone who tries to make you theirs...(Y/n)." He whispered into your ear. You tilted your head up, your body heat increasing.

"I thought...you hated me. Because you suddenly stopped talking to me."

"That's your fault for becoming too popular. You suddenly changed and all boys paid attention to you. I should be the only one giving you attention."

"I just wanted to become someone of the same league as you."

"I prefer the real you, (Y/n)."

When you heard that, your heart jumped in happiness. You weren't wrong to fall for Nahoya. He...loved you for who you were. He saw the real you, not the you who masked yourself with fake cheerful personality to grasp the hearts of others.

"Man...we share so many similarities. You got rid of that annoying hag for me? Thanks, (Y/n)♡." He chuckled happily. "You must be tired from this, right? Now...why don't you..." Nahoya unzipped the bloody raincoat with his gloved hand. He removed the raincoat and your rubber gloves, dumping them in the incinerator. "Leave the rest to me, okay?"

You stepped back and let Nahoya finished your job. He picked up the trash bag and dumped it inside the incinerator before switching it on. Nahoya looked like he was used to doing this.

And all of sudden, everything clicked.

This explained the disappearance of some male students at your school.

You realized that lately, some boys from your school had disappeared mysteriously. And all of them were the boys who confessed to you. You brushed it off as coincidence. It never crossed your mind that someone was doing that kind of job...for you.

'He...has been getting rid of those boys...for me? Nahoya did? So, our feelings are indeed...mutual.' your face intensified with bright blush, fascinated by the efforts he did behind your back.

You were not the only one in love. Nahoya felt the same.

When Nahoya was done, he walked back to you. He pinched your chin between his fingers, brushing your lips with the tip of his fingers. You still had a little blood stain on your face and ankle but not even a moment, Nahoya showed a hint of disgust. In fact, it turned him on.

"So.." he paused, then wrapped his arm around your waist. "Why don't you show me your place? There must be lots of cleaning left for you to do.."

"I can help with that."

You did. You brought him to your place.

You couldn't resist him. The way he smiled at you as he politely asked to see your place melted your heart. And the fact that he kept rubbing your thigh as you drove earlier... My god, you almost went insane.

Nahoya assisted you with the rest of the cleaning, from the circular saw to cleaning the whole basement, leaving everything spotless and flawless without any dirt or stain. You told him to make himself comfortable while you go to take a quick shower.

' He is in my house... He IS in MY HOUSE..'

You couldn't stop thinking of the things you had fantasized to do with Nahoya..

'What if he asks to go to my bedroom..? Oh, God... I will never be able to hold back myself anymore..'

You left the bathroom and put on your favourite pajama. You went over back to the living area where you found Nahoya waiting. He seemed to be inspecting your family photos. "Mhm..she is so cute.." Nahoya muttered to himself whilst studying a picture of you as a kid. You were raising a trophy high in the air , one that you won during your kindergarten Sport's Day.

"There is nothing interesting here...just a.."

"A cozy house perfect for a small family. You have loving parents."

"Your parents are nice too."

"Yeah but my mom is hella scary and crazy when she is mad. Always hitting me with her sandal, especially when I prank my twin brother."

You laughed along with Nahoya upon hearing the funny story. Silence filled the room as he continued inspecting each of your family pictures. You walked close to him before hugging him from behind. Nahoya stayed still, feeling your arms around his waists wrapped tightly. He placed his palm on the back of your hand, rubbing his thumb soothingly. "What's wrong, (Y/n)?" He chuckles then intertwined his fingers with yours.

Nahoya grasped your hands and untangled your arms from his body before turning you around, pinning you against wall. He nestled his knee between your thighs. Heat rushed up to your head at the position you were in right now.

Nahoya leaned closer to your ear, whispering flirtatiously, "Can't resist me anymore?"

Nahoya looked at your face. You were staring at him, with lovestruck gaze full of infatuation. God, how he was so in love with that gorgeous gaze of yours. "We are really birds of a feather, huh?" Nahoya exclaimed, pinching your chin between his fingers and pulling you close to his face. His lips were only inch away from yours.

You were frustrated. Nahoya was a huge teaser. He knew you were going insane right now, desperate to have his lips locked with yours. And he was enjoying every second of your frustration while his knee pressed against your covered lower region harder. "Who would have thought my innocent, quiet girl...turned out to be a cold-blooded killer like me?"

"You are indeed my soulmate, (Y/n)."

Without wasting more moments, Nahoya smashed his lips against yours. Your eyes went wide but you melted into the kiss in an instant. You wrapped your arms around his neck, his arms slithered around your waist. "Nahoya," you moaned out his name softly. "I love you so much."

"Oh, (Y/n)," Nahoya whispered into your ear, his lips planting wet kisses on your neck. "I fucking love you more." He chuckled when he earned a loud moan from you. "Mhm, fuck. I love your voice so much..cry for me, (Y/n)."

"I'm gonna make you cry out my name until you fucking pass out,"

You would be lying if his words didn't turn you on. There were heart shapes in your eyes as you started rubbing your clothed private part against his knee. "Please," You begged, "Make me yours, Nahoya. I belong to you, only you."

"Fuck yes, you are." Nahoya was delighted. He kissed you again passionately, his tongue never stop exploring the inside of your mouth. You kept staring at him with infatuation.

Finally, he became yours.

࿐*ೃ thanks for reading this short scenario! likes, interaction and reblogs are deeply appreciated ♡

[ghosthoodie]

Sicily (my Captain Three) Fun Facts

i had a lot of fun making that post about 8, so i want to do one for sicily!! i’ve thought about her a lot! :)

this post also kind of outlines more just general information about the storyline of my agents, since it kind of all revolves around sicily. but eventually facts posties for the others will come out as i develop them more!

also this is very infodumpy lol. so be prepared! there’s no pressure to read all of this, but it WILL probably connect eveything more when it comes to my doodles of them!

anyway! here we go…

TW: mentions of emetophobia and broken limbs

During Splatoon 1

sicily was given to an orphanage in Calamari County at a young age. she never knew her parents, but she knew a little about where they came from.

both of her parents had a close military connection, but her dad did more than her mom.

her name comes from a book the orphanage named all of their children after. it’s an old geography book from the human age. sicily’s not sure what an italy is. her last name, Dyerize, comes from her dad.

when she turned 14, in a teenage crisis to learn more about her identity, she sought out to apply to the military to potentially discover more about her parents and to have a purpose in life.

as encouraged by some of her childhood friends, she went to Inkblot Art Academy for a bit for a Fine Arts degree, but dropped out in her 3rd year because of her overlapping duties for the squidbeak splatoon.

she completed her first campaign with a coworker, ryley. they held each other down and trauma bonded through the whole thing, so much so that they got into a relationship soon after it was completed.

ryley became more of a competitive ranked junkie than a secret agent, so sicily took over most agent duties unless he was needed.

during her downtime, she has a beautiful singing voice and would sometimes provide backup vocals for squid sisters tracks. however, she’s insistent her credit be hidden from the tracks, because she wants it to just stay as a hobby. her voice sounds really similar to theirs anyway, so it’s not like anyone would notice…

she and marie became very close. she likes callie too, but she felt like she almost naturally connected with her more.

During Splatoon 2

sicily met caroline and her little brother midway through the splatoon 2 campaign. learning from her habits at the orphanage, she kind of took to looking after them.

sicily and caroline especially became close. caroline would often come to her for guidance and for general life advice beyond the missions.

sicily didn’t really encourage caroline sneaking out from the apartment her parents monitored to do missions, though… but caroline would never listen when it came to that lol

when caroline’s brother dropped out, she helped him pack up his gear and leave. she’d never admit it, but after it was over she cried over his departure. she knew he’d be okay, but couldn’t shake the guilt of maybe traumatizing him.

sicily and ryley start to become distant.

During Octo Expansion

soon after that, she’d been assigned to watch over an unstable area near the mountains. that’s where she encountered an early kait, at the time a rival male octoling, and an average soldier partner (kira).

sicily didn’t want to engage because of the instability of the area, but the octoling was so aggressive that she was forced to. eventually, the ground gave out and her, captain cuttlefish, kait and kira fell into the Deepsea Metro.

she attempted to negate the damage from falling by using an illegal canned special, the bubbler. it worked, but bouncing around the bubble still left all of them with slight head trauma, causing kait and kira’s amnesia.

when she saved the 8s and captain cuttlefish, she punched the blender so hard she broke her arm on impact. she immediately passed out after from shock.

she doesn’t remember her sanitization. all she remembered from that time was a disgusting taste in her mouth, and a burning in one of her nostrils. similar to hand sanitizer.

similar to when they met on the surface, kait fought sicily and kira provided support.

immediately after the NILS statue was destroyed, sicily was rushed to the hospital and treated for her injuries. because so much of her ink capacity was filled up with the sanitized ink, she would constantly vomit up goo if overwhelmed.

kait(at this time aachi) was assigned to look after sicily. it’s not that kait didn’t like her, but it was weird getting adjusted to caring for your rival at their weakest, rather than take advantage of it.

sicily and ryley break up at this point. sicily kind of guessed that he was being unfaithful, and some inkstagram stalking later confirmed he was already in a new relationship soon after.

sicily, mentally and medically miserable and locked in her apartment in a cancer-patient like state, found a lot of comfort teaching kait more about the world. around here is when kait starts to fall in love with her.

after a LOT of flirting, training, rehabiliation, friendship building, gender identity exploration, and a passionate confession during a frustrating spar session, kait and sicily become girlfriends.

caroline also visited sometimes, and shipped the fuck out of them! also played turf war and ranked with kait when she was curious about it. sicily liked watching their game highlights.

During Splatoon 3

captain cuttlefish steps down and she’s promoted to the captain. she’s really excited, and says that she’s the captain because she’s the best at paperwork

(she is fucking awful at paperwork)

she’s assigned to travel to the splatlands because of an emergency call from a splatoon down there. before she leaves, kait proposes to her at their going away party.

she says yes, and cries and cries on the train ride to Splatsville.

she picks up 2 new agents from wandering the desert that surrounds the crater. at this time, they didn’t have names, so sicily, being as creative as she can, called the inkling girl Agent 3A and the octoling boy Agent 3B for the time being.

after they befriend deep cut though, they insist on naming them, thus the names Trikaya (Frye’s pick) and Mitsuo(Shiver’s pick) were born!

during this time, sicily and kait are texting and calling each other incessantly, until kait is deployed on a mission in bleached inkopolis square. they slowly start to text less, and eventually lose communication due to kait entering an unknown environment.

sicily, having flashbacks to ryley, immediately is overcome with anxiety about kait’s whereabouts. not to mention, kait is very much one of her safe people.

however, she tries not to let this get to her and continues with trikaya and mitsuo’s campaign.

THAT WAS A LOT! ok time for some one offs!

General Facts

she’s 5’4, and although not proud of it at first, she loves how tall kait is compared to her…

she’s such a sappy drunk! often she has a hard time expressing love to people, but when shes drunk she gets all mushy and sweet, especially to trikaya and mitsuo’s surprise.

she likes to foster animals, and has kind of a rescuer mindset.

extremely motherly to the new agent 3s.

she picked up wearing long skirts during her recovery period because they were easier than pants, and the style just kind of stuck with her. she still wears pants for functionality though

sometimes runs into ryley in ranked, still. she tries to avoid engaging with him, but with the both of them being frontline players it’s a little difficult not to!!

she likes nose kisses. she thinks theyre cute

mains shooters. kait is constantly whining at her about shooter bias so she has so much survivors guilt. her favorites are splattershot, 52 gal, and a forced learnt splash-o-matic

she loves to dress up kait, since she’s more crazy about weapons than fashion

WHEW! i think that’s everything. if you made it this far THANK YOU FOR READING YOURE SO COOL

i also wrote this at 2 in the morning soo i might come back tomorrow and make edits heehee

[byunbqbes]

(人◕‿◕) 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 (•◡•) - matchup for 🍓🧸 anon

matched with kuroo tetsurou

KUROO. hawt nerd BEST BOY!!!

DEF giving project partner vibes. this man prolly has finished his part of the project but finds random excuses to hang out with you

asks you to check his work because he thinks it's "not good enough" smh

goes on library dates with you to study. yes. study. definitely.

does this thing where he?? leans on the doorframe? and crosses his arms when he waits around for you. your friends will most probably make fun of you

notices EVERYTHING. cut your hair? he'll compliment the change. feeling ass currently? he's going to be asking.

CAMPING DATES !! kuroo is def the type to randomly surprise you on friday nights and drive you to some beautiful forested area. watches the sunset and tells you "the sun sets in the west" (ok we know, kuroo)

stargazing at midnight!! this boy can talk about anything and it'd be interesting. a lot of absent-minded chatter while you doodle and he lies in your lap and plays with a loose string on your shirt

FUN BANTER AF!! he calls you stupid (affectionate) and you call him a nerd (affectionate)

SO SMUG LOL. one day you're feeling clingier than usual and he's going to smirk and ask, "do you like me or something?"

"- I. KUROO YOU'RE MY MF BOYFRIEND" 💀💀

secretly (or not so secretly) loves it when you smoothen his hair out for him or tie his ties on some important days

ok but despite these points about kuroo being a nerd and tease,,,, he's unsurprisingly very sincere and compassionate when he's serious

actually listens and understands you. gives you the best advice for your own personal growth

you're the type of couple who really grows together and brings out the best in each other uwu.

// photo credits belong to owners!

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

HI BRAINROTTTTTTTT I know I’ve been radio-silent lately (college life has been, admittedly, kicking my ass) BUT I wanted to reach out and give a little life update that I thought might make you smile!

I recently got into a relationship— my first completely willing, self-initiated relationship, with somebody who actually treats me like a human being (!!! which is honestly a major milestone for me, as I’ve never. uh. had that before)! Genuinely I’ve never met somebody so compassionate and patient and empathetic and,, GRAHH I could ramble about her for hours honestly,, ANYWAYS that’s beside the point! Not only has she been actively encouraging me to ramble about The Arcana, but I’ve actually shown her a handful of your headcanons, and she’s mentioned loving your writing & finding the headcanons adorable!!! So you’ve not only got my support, but hers as well, hehe :]€

Not to mention, she’s actually been asking me to share the headcanons and posts that resonate with me most, and has been making references to a handful of them !!! It makes me grin every single time,,

On that note though— your headcanons have also given me the words to describe & express not only some of my own experiences (particularly with EDs, S/A, insecurity, and much, much more), but also express my wants and needs around those things in a way I’ve never been able to before— and they’ve been a big help in my relationship so far in terms of finding ways to communicate my needs & boundaries by using your writing headcanons as a base for those conversations (I have no clue if this is making any sense; I really hope it is, haha!)

ANYWAYS !!! All of this to say, things have been wild lately— I’ve been happier these past two months than I’ve ever been, honestly— and your writing & openness has helped me and my partner figure out, express, & even connect about our wants and needs in ways we wouldn’t be able to otherwise— so I really can’t thank you enough!

As an attempt at compensation though, here’s two silly doodles of Julian I did recently that I thought might make you smile. :]€

I hope you’re doing well, my friend! Remember to take care of yourself out there, keep doing the things that make you happy, & remember that you have friends in your corner !!

@lurkingposting I am so sorry it took me so long to respond to this, I just couldn't find the words -

There are so many emotions you stirred up with this message: gratitude both for your good fortune and for my small chance to assist you with it, joy on your behalf, pride for how well you're doing - not to mention how deeply humbled I am by the sheer amount of credit you're giving my work, when this is clearly something you've put so much effort into accomplishing!! Well done to both of you for building something so healthy and being so brave about facing your pain and difficulties!!

I am so, so very happy for you friend, and I'm wishing you and your partner only the best moving forward. May you have the sweetest love story :)

Much love to both of you -

brainrot <3

(P.S. - thank you for the Julian art!! I love your style, and his little academic mumbling moments XD)

[mothmans-left-nipple]

@afreakingdork Sooo here is my Weak Spot playlist; Donnie focused instrumentals, a lot of his POV to reader, some Reader to Donnie. So far one Donnie to Leo

I scoured my spotify for songs and ran out; i didn't want to clog it with TOO many instrumentals for now, so just a few.

I will continually add to it as i find more, hopefully i'll remember to update this post

Songs are listed with notes and my personal favorite Lyrics as an eye catch, purple for Donnie, Green for Reader!

@garbagemilkshake i used your WS Donnie doodles as the image, you're credited in the playlist description! Let me know if you'd like me to change the image!

Songs; in order of adding them. Feel free to shuffle the playlist!

Bear in mind some of these songs are NSFW

1. NGAHHH!! - Undertale ost

So many Undertale songs fit ANY donnie's Energy

2. Blah Blah Blah - The Oozes

Donnie @ Leo

"You've ruined the colour blue for me"

3. Honeybee - Steam Powered Giraffe

Donnie to reader

"You didn't have to offer your hand

Cause since I've kissed it I am at your command

But you did"

4. Dummy! - Undertale OST

This song is peak rise Donnie energy in general

5. Everyone But You - The Front Bottoms

Donnie to Reader

"I fell in love

'Cause no one saw me the way you did

And no one's seen me that way since"

6. Love Like You - Steven Universe

Donnie to Reader

"I always thought I might be bad

Now I'm sure that it's true

'Cause I think you're so good

And I'm nothing like you"

7. Blue Moon Motel - Nicole Dollanganger

Reader to Donnie

"Take me to the Blue Moon Motel

Carry me over the threshold

Treat me like I am your young bride

Together on our wedding night

Fuck me in the motel shower

Make my makeup run like a pornstar

Carry me naked to the bed

Fawn my hair out when it's still wet"

8. True Love Café - Nicole Dollanganger

Reader To Donnie

"You have such a beautiful face

I've been dreaming about it between my legs

Come over and crawl into my bed

Kiss me, get me wet, give me head"

9. Lil' Red Riding Hood - Amanda Seyfried

Donnie to Reader

"What a big heart I have

The better to love you with

Little red riding hood

Even bad wolves can be good"

10. This is Love - Air Traffic Controller

Donnie to Reader (big Bad Villain song in general doesn't fit to a T but it is mighty sexy)

"Oh I was hit as a kid

I was good but then I quit

Everyone that tried to fix me

Knows that I can't change a bit

I've got no shame, got no pride

Only skeletons to hide

And if you try to talk to someone

Well then someone has to die

Once you chase me down the hole

Yeah once you think you're in control

You'll believe that we are partners

And you'll feel uncomfortable

Oh then the darkness rolls in

And you'll forget who I have been

But you'll love, love, love it, this is love"

11. 10 Simple Murders - The Future Kings of Nowhere

A Villain song for Donnie

"By this time I had become accustomed to the kill

And I'm not proud about it but I kinda like the thrill

To feel the heartbeat in the throat, the terror in the eyes

The sorry choking noises as they beg you for their lives

Oh, strangulation music... that was number five"

12. Everything Black - Unlike Pluto ft. Mike Taylor

Donnie to Reader

"Baby, you

Should come with me

I'll take you to the dark side

Me and you

You and me

Do bad things in the night time"

13. Addicted To Love - Florence + The Machine

Reader to Donnie

"Whoa, you like to think that you're immune to the stuff, oh yeah

It's closer to the truth to say you can't get enough

You're gonna have to face it, you're addicted to love"

14. Cradle of Myriad Stars - Wolf Children OST

Romantic Track for Donnie & Reader

15. You Are My Beautiful Song - Wolf Children OST

Romantic Track for Donnie & Reader

[taocc-updates]

Simon Makes Some Bad Decisions - Character Post

Precircus Name: Simon Mallory Circus Name: Silhouette Secondary Alias: Aleksander (Given and always used by Yelena) Gender: Male (he/him) Species: Shadow Man, Human Origin Titles: Silhouette Anon Powers: Teleportation via shadows, minor shapeshifting, telepathy maybe, otherwise unspecified Skills and other notes: Excellent manipulator, very fancy, uses a gun as his preferred weapon. Good at poetry, likes to read. Redeemed villain, and has more than paid for his crimes, seeing as the circus…is how it is. Can perfectly mimic voices. Partner: Yelena Best friends: Mix and Carbine Sisters: Alice Mallory, Alpenglow (adoptive) Enemies: Sun, Zachariah Woods, Kopi “It’s complicated”: Zombie Murder victim: Zachariah Woods Ex: Mix Mod: Mod Soup (@silhouette-anon) Art credits: Soup

Precircus Name: Isaac Brennan Circus Name: Mix Gender: Transmasc (he/him) Species: Butterfly Humanoid, Human Origin Titles: Bartender Powers: Supernaturally pain tolerance. Skills and other notes: Incredibly anxious. Terrified of guns. Excellent at mixology. His skin is made of something like glass. Gets distracted by flowers. The butterfly thing is a side effect from a reversed abstraction. Partner: Carbine Best friends: Silhouette, Yelena Friends: Dusk, Sun Adoptive Daughter/Sister (it’s unclear): Elida Doyle Enemies: Kopi Exes: Drunk Anon, Silhouette Mod: @sh4tt3rg1rl (Xeya/Basil/Xeyshattersiltav1a) Art credits: Basil, Elsewhere (respectively) Design note: His current design is currently being worked on, so instead you get OG mix and my whiteboard doodle. This will be changed.

Name: Yelena Gender: Female (she/her) Species: Loch Dragoness/pseudo-mermaid, Human Origin Titles: Spellcaster, Healer, “Mermaid”. Powers: Water manipulation, limited shapeshifting (including wings), spellcasting (healing magic specifically), able to summon a trident-staff, water-breathing, otherwise unspecified. Skills and other notes: She’s something of a singer, and was a professional mermaid while human. Ukrainian. Enjoys books and poetry. Partner: Silhouette (she calls him Aleksander) Best friends: Carbine, Mix Mentor: Lady Guinevere Enemies: Kopi Exes: Charles (presumed deceased), three other unnamed guys. Only her relationship with Charlie was healthy and ended on good terms. Mod: @the-moth-from-elsewhere Art credits: All of these are Picrews. She does not currently have a reference image.

Name: Carbine Real name: Nikolai Gender: Male (he/him) Species: GUN- /j. I think he’s some kind of code being. Unknown origin. Titles: None Powers: Dev Console Shenanigans (“The Terminal”) Skills and other notes: Russian. Owns silhouette’s soul. Unclear Origin. Partner: Mix Best friends: Yelena, Silhouette Brother: Artemis/Kepler Enemies: Kopi, Kepler Mod: @master-dealmaker Art credits: Soup and blepxiee, respectively

Precircus Name: Zachariah Woods Circus name: Zombie Gender: Male (he/him) Species: Zombie. The floor here is made of floor. Human origin. Titles: Deputy, Zombie Anon Powers: Gun. Skills and other notes: Excellent at shooting, doesn’t remember himself before the circus. Does NOT know why people are so terrified of him all the time. So sick and tired of the circus chaos. Partner: Skeleton anon Murderer: Silhouette Mod: Soup Art credits: Soup

Name: Alice Mallory Gender: Female (she/her) Species: Human, not digital Titles: none Powers: None Skills and other notes: Aspiring writer and artist. Went missing years ago. There is a theory that she and Northa are the same person, but nobody truly knows. Assumed dead. Brother: Silhouette Best friend: ElidaMod: Soup Art Credits: Soup

Name: Elida Doyle Gender: Female (she/her) Species: Human child, not digital. Titles: Deceased Powers: None Skills and other notes: Talented ballerina. Died when she and Mix got in a car crash. Adoptive Family: Mix Mother: Lilith Doyle Best friend: Alice Mod: @/sh4tterg1rl Art credits: @/sh4tterg1rl