#daysunion

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Great_Day body concept...thing!

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Switchin it up with a new lore character B)

Couldnt decide whether I wanted him to be a fish or an elf so I said screw it we're doing both and combined the two 💥

[neboysyamenya]

Hey there everyone.

I’m sure you’re aware of what happened on Twitter. I got harassed off the platform and false information has been spread. Though some of these things are true I am no longer that person anymore and I am changing for the better. If you’re here to harass me or bring things up I’ve done I am going to block you. I am going to be more active on here these days. I’ll keep my art work up since I know many of you have fond memories of them. This is the last post I will be making with these tags.

[neon-kitty-teeth]

hjello du tum,blr community how we holdin g up

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Omg Meg I’ve missed you so much and I finally came back to the community after 3 months I think?? But anyways I wanted to request a yandere great day x reader but if not it’s totally fine <33

Hihi :] Ive missed you and everyone else as well! I’ve taken a little summer vacation since I just recently got my license and have been partying lol!

Anyway, ask and you shall receive!

(Also since I’m trying to tie the Yandere!GD x reader Stories)

The sparkle in your eyes had been stolen long ago— perhaps a week after you had been yourself.

At your waist, your hands were buried in the soap water, washing away at a plate. Whilst in captivity, you opted to busy yourself with medial chores, almost like a housewife. Sure, Great never asked you as such but it was rather comforting feeling as if you had a part to play in his manor.

Unbeknownst to you, his golden eyes were stalking you from around the corner. There was a huge grin on his face. It wasn’t of malice or sadism— more of delight. He had practically had you figured out at this point, and he was glad to see that you were starting to feel a bit comfortable. When he first moved you into the manor, you wouldn’t dare touch any of his belongings, let alone leave your room.

He gave you a few more minutes to finish up your chore and finally stalked over. It didn’t startle you anymore, but it did surprise you this time, as it was a few days since he last initiated conversation with you.

“Hello, dearest,” he spoke with a low voice, “spare me your time for a moment.”

You nodded nonchalant, your heart dropping a bit while you tried to mask it. Deep inside, you felt the undeniable fear of him finally casting you away into the chasm just outside. But, your fear slowly died down as he led you through the opposite door to the chasm, and outside through an entrance you had never bothered to investigate before.

Through the door, was the first area of growth you had seen in the city. While it wasn’t big, it was still beautiful as it contrasted against the dark haze of the chasm below. You could still see the first layer of fog once looking over the fancy stone walls. There was small weeds and flowers popping from the soil below. It made you wonder what exactly caused this miracle of growth to happen.

Almost on cue, Great made his way beside your slanted figure over the waist-high stone wall. His voice was a deep rumble; “I had Emotionless run some experiments on this patch of land. It is actually pretty recent,” He snaked his grip around your hand, and you shivered at the cold leather of his glove whilst he continued speaking, “I hope you enjoy it, as I made it for you.”

It nearly felt like your heart was stuck in your throat. Such a grand gesture meant you were all the more indebted to him. The sting behind your eyes forced you to look ever further away from him.

It wasn’t long before he squeezed your hand, a way of asking for your response. You gulped, “It’s simply great, dear.” You spoke monotonous and forced the pet name through your lips.

He was well omniscient with your head, now. And seeing you try to call him a nickname put a smile to lips, and a gold-like dust over his defined face. Sure, he may be crazed for you but his wits were far beyond as to get angered by something you cannot control.

To him— it was important that you were trying.

Then, he took your face in one of his hands, and your eyes met his unmasked one. There was a glint in his eyes, and by now this meant he was nervous to tell you something.

Now, if you had admitted that to anyone, you would be deemed a fool. But the last couple months allowed you to see another side of him(which actually made him a little endearing to you…). The same affect happened when he told you he loved you for the first time.

You braced yourself— was it going to be that he was finally going to get rid of you? Or perhaps that he was going to use your face to make another mask of his?

During your mental rambling, he knelt down onto one of his long legs. By the time you had snapped out of your thoughts, time seemed to stop. You had never seen him below you before. Although his tall and broad stature didn’t make the present height difference all too much, you still felt comforted when he was on his knee.

The leader was quick to notice the soften in your stare. He used this opportunity to grasp your other smaller hand, and looked you sternly in the eyes as he spoke, “I’m sure you’ve expected this. I know you’re probably not one to rush into things like this, and I am prepared for you to answer.”

All of your questions were answered once he let go of both of your hands to pull out another mask from one of the inner pockets of his coat. This one seemed to be the other half of the one he always wore— while not the exact other half, it was tailored to fit you and still connect to its counterpart. You gaped at the sight.

“While this does mean you will be stuck with me, if you comply it will open you up to some new freedoms— as well as some responsibility.” You immediately translated what he was saying. This was a proposal.

You suppressed your face from contorting, feeling like the sky had fallen upon your shoulders, never to be lifted again and you would be damned for eternity to carry this new burden of becoming the leader’s wife. You felt tears began to roll down your face.

His hand, once again, lifted to comfort you. He knew that you wouldn’t take it all too well, and was ready to use some force against you if you tried to run again. He took a breath in as you pulled away from his hand, ready to sprint after you.

“I’m not going to run,” You stated flatly while drying your face, “I accept your proposal… but I will need time to adjust.”

“Time?” Great murmured under his breath, eyes quickly darting around your figure, “Dearest, time is something you will never be deprived of. You complying is the one thing that will make me happy— What ever you desire shall be brought to you.”

He soon gathered his composure again, save for his glossy eyes(which is a sight no one would ever dare to imagine.) He then scooped you up in his arms, almost enclosed within his coat. And for once you felt comfortable enough to sink into his grasp, without the pins of fear stabbing you in the chest.

Maybe it would work out, after all.

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So about the Yandere!Great - From here on out there wont be as many violent interactions between great and the reader. There’ll be more angst but moving into fluff and stuff. This is kinda a miniseries that I’m willing to continue with your guys’ requests!

[neverthls]

Free draw is very fun to make stuff in I have to admit..

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Darling, when I'm fast asleep I've seen this person watching me Saying, "Is it worth it? Is it worth it? Tell me, is it worth it?"

[neon-kitty-teeth]

somons FAKE jordans !!!!!!!!!

#daysunion #thedaysunion #the days union #days union #hi guys sorry for being DEAD

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Could I request a emotionless_day x strong operator! reader? And emotionless day feels weird when around the reader and one day he just confesses it to reader without knowing it's feelings or something

Hopefully that's okay

Learning to Feel

Emotionless x Strong!Operative!Reader

**Slight NSFW warning!**

The sounds of the battle outside pursued through the walls of the truck. Alongside you, many of the other days’ operatives were stationed to control a new set of recruits on the battlefield. This wasn’t your first time on the job. In fact, you were not far from being considered an original and well-known operative.

You had a moment to spare to brace yourself when the truck came to a halt, and the metal door began to ascend. Outside was disastrous—expected, of course, but nonetheless disastrous. The air was full of the scents of gunpowder and screeches of machinery and people.

You felt a sort of tickling sensation on the nape of your neck. Assuming it had just been a hair or bug, but you broke concentration as it continued to pursue, and you subtly glanced over to your right.

Your heart dropped when you noticed the condescending glare of Emotionless. He quickly pulled his hand away from the collar of your (f/c) suit. You gulped before shouting above the sounds of battle, "Yeah?"

His gaze flickered to the floor and then back to yours. Although his mouth was basically a flat-line, his eyes contrasted that with something comparable to embarrassment. He coughed, slowly turning his head to face forward again after a few long seconds of the shared eye contact. He muttered above the noise, "Focus on the mission."

You felt irritation prick at your spine, "What? But you were the one to-"

Dreadful, who had been on your left, tugged your arm to interrupt your quip to your senior operative, and motioned with his head to the outside, and you followed him outside.

The rest of the morning followed as planned, directing new recruits and reminding them of operations. It wasn't too bad, and nothing you weren't used to already. However, throughout the day you found it rather hard to pull your thoughts from the interaction with Emotionless.

And it seemed that that had just been the start of it all.

Just a few days later, you were relaxing on the couch in your residence one afternoon. But over the course of an hour you realized Emotionless walking by your residence. Of course, it made you cringe remembering the awkward interaction you had with him on the day of your last mission. However, it seemed he continued to pass by...again...and a few times more.

It was off. It wasn't like he was looking in your window or anything- you even checked the operatives' schedule for the week and realized that he was not put on the day patrol at all. You only narrowed your eyes and drew the curtains shut, returning to your spot on the couch with a huff.

You pulled your tablet back into your lap, swiping through the schedules to remind yourself of your next station-

Zzzt.

You rolled your eyes, grunting as you pulled yourself up again to trudge to your door. It was midday, and you weren't scheduled till tonight and it wasn't like you had anything planned.

Depressing a button on the left side of your door, you stood back to allow the mechanisms of the door to give way to whomever rang your doorbell.

Your heart dropped.

Emotionless looked down at you with a flat line pressed to his lips. He gave you that all-too-well-known blank stare. You inwardly screamed.

"Emotionless, what do you want?" You asked, somewhat irritated and tiredly. Usually, the only reason Emotionless would appear at your door was to surprise you with an extra patrol shift, or an escort down to the lab. Sure, you could always say no, but you found him almost endearing in a way. You couldn't ever turn down a request from him, no matter how tired you were.

It was an exception today, however, even if there was tension between the two of you. After he cleared his throat, he casted his gaze to the side and he spoke, "I have a request."

"No, Emotionless," You exhaled tiredly, "I am too exhausted today."

He looked down at you, almost surprised, and shook his head, "No, I wasn't going to ask that. I wanted to come inside."

You cocked an eyebrow up at the green operative. Come inside? Really? Of all people, you surely didn't expect to have him as a houseguest.

You coughed awkwardly and shuffled to the side, gesturing to him to come inside at which he obliged. He looked around your residence for a bit, and you were still on edge as he had been holding his rifle tight-up against his chest for the entirety of the interaction.

You awkwardly pointed to it, "You can, um, put that away."

Emotionless glanced down, and hummed as he complied, slipping the gun back into its leather holster(one that all operatives had). He took a seat on your couch, sitting perfectly upright.

He almost looks nervous, you thought to yourself.

"I want to ask you something. What did you do?" He gave you that stern glare, one that he usually used when he disapproves of something.

You glanced to the side, "What?"

"What have you been doing to me?" He got up and paced toward you keeping his ice-cold gaze trained on you. You gulped.

You cocked your head to the side, "I literally have no idea what you're talking about-"

Just then, his face erupted into a hue of green and he backed off. It was surreal, he looked embarrassed or somewhat flustered.

Definitely not the first emotion you'd expect from him.

"Quit doing that thing- what you're doing. You've been making me feel really weird," he went on rambling as you stood by the window in shock, "and whenever I walk past your residence, I get this weird feeling, in here." He ended his mini rant by turning halfway to you, and grabbing his chest.

It sure didn't take long for you to figure out what he was trying to explain. And you quickly turned to face out the window, fanning yourself. It was hard not to burst into a fit of happy giggles.

Even when you had just been a civilian, you found Emotionless endearing. Upon joining the operative force, that only continued as he played the role of "commander" to you.

You shuffled awkwardly over to him, "Uhm, would you mind if I tried something?" He flinched when your hand met his shoulder.

He spoke slowly, "Uh, okay..."

It was then you took a brief moment to appreciate the strong, yet silkiness of his voice. It had a sort-of high twang to it, yet still being quite low. His voice made him seem smart, in a way.

You sucked in a breath, quickly reaching up to pull his plaid beret over his eyes, and he nearly had enough time to retaliate, and froze when you mashed your lips onto his.

First, he tensed up. You shut your eyes tight to brace however he was going to react, but you peered at him when you realized he allowed you to continue, letting out a slight "mmh" in that lovely voice of his.

You felt his hands snake around you, and slight fumbling. You peered once again and saw that he had removed his gloves. You pulled away, panting slightly while you grasp at his green vest.

“How–“ you stopped to pant slightly, “Did you feel?”

His eyes, which had been glazed over and held somewhat of a glow in them, blinked for a moment as he said, “Funny. It’s hot, yet I still do not want you to get off of me.”

You glanced slightly down; it was definitely not something you’d ever imagine yourself doing(even to Emotionless, nonetheless). Even so, you huffed when you dipped down to bury your face in his neck. He didn’t tense up this time, and instead sighed.

“It feels funny,” He trembled a bit beneath you, “What does it mean?”

You tried to understand what he meant by that. There was one meaning– and it had you flushing but the more sweet meaning had you intrigued, “do you mean…” you stopped to cough and look away, “or perhaps we’re thinking of love.”

He took a moment to process that, and he glanced down slightly. He had a moment of panic and when you started to follow his gaze, he grabbed your chin and urged your head up.

“Don’t.” He said flatly. It clicked in your head quickly and you chuckled a bit, without complaint.

“We’ll just say it’s both, then.” You smiled down at him. And he nodded slightly, trying to muster a smile but gave up and looked to the side instead. You urged him forward again, opting to engage more for the rest of the night.

He was confused as hell, but at least he was learning the right way. And, you wouldn’t have to take the night patrol.

[neverthls]

Posting all my du shit on here because I can post 10 images at a time and is a much better archive

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Great_Day wants to venture into the unknown...

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What a Great_Day it is.

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Some DU doodles I’ve made over the past couple of days.

—and yes, that IS Scary eating a Costco chicken bake.

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Hiii! I really loved the yandere great_day x reader! And if you can,would you write another one? But the reader snuggled up against him while he's doing his work? Thank you~ ♡°♡

A Break in the Clouds

Great x Reader

| Yandere; one-sided(transitioning into two)

| TW: Kidnapping, forceful fluff

After many, long weeks, you stopped your attempts to escape. There were no more scampering down the halls, prying at the windows, or begging the Operative on duty to let you leave. Now, you sadly sulked on Great’s huge bed, one that you both regularly shared. 

You only listened to the clock tick, or focused on the typing from the other room. Whenever it would stop, you shrunk into the sheets and shut your eyes tight, hoping he wasn’t coming to find you. 

He never was super violent toward you, only claimed he could be. He never hit you, or broke any skin, just would aim to intimidate you. And, it worked like a charm. 

Lately, he was in a better mood, on accord that you weren’t trying to escape. He left you alone for the most part, allowing you to brood wherever you needed to. 

The sound of typing halting caused you to flinch and curl into a ball in the gold sheets. His heavy footsteps made you shut your eyes tighter, and soon he was in the doorway. His gaze casted down on you, and he gave a gruff sigh. 

You felt the weight of the bed shift, and at this point you had learned that it wasn’t worth fighting, and you allowed yourself to be lifted up into his large grasp. 

He carried you a few doors down, into his study, where he sat down with a grunt, and held you in his lap. You shut your eyes against his chest, wanting to just disappear from the world altogether. However, you found yourself calmed as you listened to his heartbeat. Before, you would cry and kick and scream, but this time was different. 

He looked down at you and smiled when he felt you snuggle up against him. You both sat in a silence, but this time it was comforting and for the first time, you found him endearing. 

Sure, you had been one of the many civilians who dreamed of this very moment, but of course being held against your own will wasn’t apart of that dream. But, you tried to shake the thought of your head and enjoyed the moment the best you could. 

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Sorry it was short! I tried to add a little background to this little saga, lol. Let me know if you guys want more of this!

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I know you haven’t posted in awhile but seeing your work so many times got me to liking the days union (the roblox myth one) again. Thank you for making fanfics about the myth. I adore your writing and I shouldn’t be saying this but I really hope that you continue your writing. And if that’s not possible then thank you for giving us fanfics about the days union.

- new anon 🪶

I’ve read your work sm times that I can’t help but create scenarios on my head with the days union..

Hi 🪶 anon!

I’m very happy to hear about your love for my writing ❤️ and I feel like I owe you guys an explanation of my absence:

For one, my motivation has been down since starting school again. My writing’s been elsewhere as I’ve joined a creative writing class(which I love). Also, someone within the Days’ Union myth itself reach out to me concerning some work(nothing bad, just letting my know of the people who run the characters’ boundaries + how not to overstep). But I want to be able to respect that!

Anyway, this blog isn’t totally dead. I’ll still be talking with you guys now and again and perhaps some fanfics for myths within a few months. But it’s nice to know there’s still some supporters out there!! On that note, thank you guys for 100 followers ! I wish I had something to offer you guys as thanks but it’s been hard to write fandom stuff.

[neverthls]

Lammmy and Ercccy ☺️(This physically hurt to type out.)