#doll makers are my weakness

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Male Yuu! Reader (Platonic Yandere) Part 2

The part 2! Let's hope that I can put the rest of the story into this! If not, then my bad! Note after nine months: I did not fit the rest of the story in here. Not even close. There are going to be so many more parts. I apologize for being gone for so long. I hope you all enjoy this and put down in the comments: which dorm you all would like to see next? That will definitely help me in the long run.

I felt a panic attack starting to form in my chest. Kidnap me? Keep me safe? From what!? I started to hyperventilate and fell to my knees.

"(Y/N)!"

Grim rushed to me and started to snuggle into my chest. He started to purr to calm me down. Thankfully, it was working. Focusing all of my attention on the rhythmic purring did wonders for my nerves. I got my breathing under control and cleared my mind.

"All right. I'm good."

I looked down at Grim with a weak smile. I needed to get business.

"Who... exactly are looking to keep me safe?"

Grim looked uneasy before spilling names.

"Basically everyone. Riddle wants to hide you in Heartslabyul. Teach you all of the rules. He said something about a Jabberwocky. I don't remember everything exactly. Riddle can be very boring."

Grim started snickering while I gulped. The Jabberwocky was a dragon-like beast, or at least in my world. How could Heartslabyul have a Jabberwocky? Or am I the Jabberwocky? Eh, that doesn't make sense.

"Then Leona said that you didn't need rules. What you needed was your pride to keep and protect you. He was yelling with Riddle, Floyd, Vil and Sebek for hours on end. It was funny to watch him struggle to get his way."

Pride... Pride... Leona kept saying that I needed my pride to protect me. Did he mean a lion's pride? Ohhhhh, this hurts my head right now.

"Azul and the tweels argued that you need to be underwater. Something about you drying out. Azul also talked about having an underwater garden to keep you in."

Oh boy, I wonder if any of Azul's failed debtors are in that garden as well.

"Kalim talked about how his family was expecting you at Silk City. He threw a tantrum when the others tried to tell him no. He nearly tried to drown Ramshackle with Oasis Maker!"

That... sounds about right. Kalim didn't appreciate it when I told him no before my brain washing.

"Vil wants to... basically make you into a doll. Or at least that's what it sounded to me. He was very passionate about keeping your beauty preserved. Rook agreed full heartedly. They both were so weird."

A lump formed in my throat. Did... Did I play in that idea just earlier? Is that why Vil picked a photo shoot?

"Ortho was there, talking about how the prefect had to start in the perfect place. Idia was there from his tablet, showing off some diagrams of some weird looking temple."

"Temple? Like... For the ancient gods?"

"Yeah! Just like those!"

That doesn't comfort me.

"Horton was there as well but... The only thing he did was watch. It was unsettling. Every once in a while, I was pretty certain a lightning strike hit the dead tree out front."

Great. If Malleus has his own plan, I'm dead. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO AVOID A TOP FIVE MAGICIAN?! I took a deep breath to calm myself down once again.

"Okay. Now that I have more information. It's time for a game plan. NRC is no longer a safe place for my existence anymore. Time to find a new one!"

I got up from my bed and rushed to one of the storage rooms. I started to search and quickly found the maps. Sometimes when I had free time, the ghosts and I looked over all of the maps and saw how the cartography of Twisted Wonderland has changed over the years. We even found one of the current Twisted!

I grabbed the current one before taking it back to where Grim was. I rolled it out and quickly got some pins. I started to stick them into different areas.

"Sunset Savanna is a no. With Leona as a prince, he'll send out troops to find me with no problem. Coral sea is also a no mainly because we can't breath underwater. Hmmmm, Shaftlands is Vil and Cater's territory. People know them there and would most likely send pictures of me. Scratch that, no matter WHERE I am, if Vil or Cater send out a bounty for me, people will take pictures of me."

I kept muttering to myself and apparently, I was boring enough to put Grim to sleep. His sleep comments were really comforting to hear. I haven't seen him in so long. I put my hand on his head and started to scratch behind his ears.

"Sweet dreams, Grimmy. I'll try to figure out a way to get us someplace safe."

I quickly put the map stuff away before crawling into bed myself. I know that I shouldn't be letting my guard down right now but... I need a night's sleep at Ramshackle. An actual comforting place. I wrapped Grim in my arms and held him close to my chest. Finally, sleep started to claim me.

When I reopened my eyes, I wasn't staring at Ramshackle's ceiling. The roof was much too tall and too dark. I'm in Diasomnia, aren't I?

"Human! You have risen from your slumber!"

I flinched at Sebek's loud tone. Yep, I'm in Diasomnia.

"Quickly! Stand up! We must get you ready for Waka-Sama! He is expecting you for breakfast!"

Sebek grabbed my arms and pulled me up. Grim fell flat on the floor, successfully waking him up.

"Mrow! What's happenin'?!"

Grim was put on alert and surveyed the room.

"This ain't Ramshackle!"

"OUT, YOU DISGUSTING CREATURE!"

Sebek kicked Grim to the wall. Grim let out a screech of pain. I quickly ran to his side and picked him up.

"Grim! Are you okay? What's wrong with you, Sebek!?"

I turned to Sebek and gave him the biggest glare possible. He flinched and had a pitiful expression on his face.

"No, no, no! Please don't be upset with me, (Y/N)! I'm only trying to protect you!"

"The only thing that needs protection is Grim from you! I'm leaving!"

Sebek snapped back to his guard mode and gripped my wrist.

"I cannot allow that. That... feline... must be confusing you. I'll take care of him for you! Silver can help you get ready!"

Sebek pried Grim out from my arms before taking him to the window. He held Grim outside of the window frame. Grim still hadn't recovered from the kick.

"Sebek, don't!"

Sebek dropped Grim without hesitation. I rushed over to the window to only see that we were in one of the highest towers over seeing a bunch of brambles.

"No... Grim..."

"Pest taken care of! Now, I'll go get Silver."

I was mildly frozen. I couldn't bring myself to leave the window sill. I was half tempted to fall out of it as well. Just to see if Grim was really down there. A hand grabbed my arm and led me away from it.

Silver gently guided me to a mirror before walking into the closet.

"Hmmmmm... Here it is. Father did get you a proper uniform."

Silver walked back in with a Diasomnia uniform but there were some modifications made to it. The spools of thread that they have normally on a belt were weaved into a white cape that reached halfway to my bicep. The other thing is that my cap looks like Malleus'. Without the little horn details that Silver has.

"There we go. I hope that you like the cape. It was my idea."

Silver started to help me with the uniform. The shock was just starting to wear off. I tried to move away from Silver and get my original clothes back. I'm glad that I changed out of the fancy clothes that I accidentally stole from Vil before bed.

"Hey, hey... Stop moving. I want to make sure that your clothes are on properly."

Silver gripped my wrist and was quick to immobilize me. I forgot that Silver was training to become a knight. Diasomnia was a dorm full of strong magic users and strong people in general. Bad dorm to be stuck in.

"There we go. Now, let me get the rest of the uniform on."

Silver finally finished before he let me move once again. I tried to reach the door but he just linked our arms together.

"Now, now. I understand. Sebek informed me about the creature. You don't need to worry about it anymore. If you want, after breakfast, you and I can take a nap in your room. Just to calm you down."

Silver started to walk to where breakfast was. I tried to break free from him a few times but I couldn't get him to budge one inch. The doors opened and there was Malleus sitting at the head of the table.

"Silver and my little bat!"

Lilia fell from above and landed in front of Silver and me. He grabbed both of us in a hug and squeezed us tightly.

"Hello, Father."

"Ummm..."

"Thank goodness, you've arrived! Malleus was starting to worry. Come along, little bat! Take your seat."

Lilia gestured to the chair at the foot of the table. Silver unlocked his arm with mine to let me walk to my chair. I looked around the room and noticed the door on the other side of the room. Although there was one problem. Whose name was Sebek. He stood there with a proud smirk, taunting me it felt like.

I turned away from Sebek and met Malleus' gaze. It felt as if Malleus wasn't even blinking. A small push was given to me, from who, I don't know, to get my legs working. I walked to my chair and sat down. There was no food on the table which confused me. I thought it was breakfast.

"Child of Man."

I twitched my head from looking at the table to looking at Malleus. His gaze really made me feel weak and powerless.

"Yes, Horton?"

"It's a pleasure to be able to feast with you this morning. It has been quite some time since we've been able to see you last."

I only nodded my head. He was right. I've been held captive for a while. Which caused a question to pop into my head.

"Yeah, well, I've been busy with other people. Sorry for worrying you but how did you know that I came back to Ramshackle?"

"Oh, silly, little bat! Your dear big brother visited Ramshackle every night since you went missing! Just in case, you've finally decided to return home!"

Lilia answered for Malleus but that caused a shiver to run up my spine. Grim didn't mention that Malleus was visiting every night.

"Were you hurt?"

Malleus' question was sudden and it felt out of the blue. My head snapped up to look him in the eyes and it caused me to think for a bit. I don't think that I was hurt. I mean, Deuce and Kalim did cause me discomfort when they hugged me but I wouldn't count it as harm.

"No... I don't believe that I was harmed."

"Oh, little bat. You shouldn't lie to your family."

Lilia budded into the conversation once again. Floating over to Malleus.

"He... lied to us, Lilia?"

"I didn't, Horton!"

"Sebek! Silver! Calm your younger brother down."

"Yes, sir!"

Sebek and Silver moved. Silver picked me up and caught me in a hug before sitting down in my chair. Sebek then pulled out a handkerchief and tied it around my mouth.

After being sufficiently muzzled, Lilia continued with his story.

"(Y/N) was first hurt by Professor Crewel! That ungrateful professor continuously calls my dear sweet child a mutt! Little bat, I want you to know that you are so much more than a lowly mutt."

Lilia looked at me with such a warm gaze that it mildly made me forget about the position that I'm in.

"So, the nickname 'mutt' isn't a good one..."

"No, Malleus. It's basically calling him incompetent."

Malleus's eyes widen before slamming his fist down on the table.

"How dare he! Doesn't he know that the Child of Man is more competent than most on this campus?!"

"I know! Humans can hold such weird judgements of one another. The next people that hurt him were those Heartslabyul first years that he enjoys to hang out around."

"Hmmmmm, I did notice how they would always drag Child of Man into their dangerous antics before."

"Mmmhmm! They've been hurting our dear human from the very beginning!"

Lilia then continued to recall all of the different slights that people have done against me. All of the different schemes that I was pulled into, the overblots, Floyd's mistreatment during the healing process, the Scarabian kidnapping, and the one that made no sense to me, the Pomefiore photoshoot.

"Thank you, Lilia. Now, Child of Man, please. Let us enjoy breakfast."

Other Diasomnia students then walked through the doors that Sebek was originally guarding. They were carrying silver dish trays and were quick to set them down before taking their own posts along the walls. Sebek also took out the handkerchief out of my mouth. The food looked really good, which meant that Lilia didn't cook it. I tried to get my arms free to get food but Silver still hadn't let go of my arms yet.

"Ummm, Silver. Buddy. I kind of need my arms to be able to eat."

The only response that I had gotten in return was light snoring. Silver had fallen asleep with me in his arms. Normally, I thought people would loosen their grip when they fall asleep. But obviously not Silver.

"Allow me to assist you, (Y/N)!"

Sebek shouted before pulling up a chair next to mine. I felt the eyes of all the Diasomnia students watching me. Sebek cut through the pancakes that they had made before putting some up to my mouth.

"Now, open your mouth, Human."

Sebek's tone was soft for once. What is happening? Why is everybody acting like I'm an infant!?!?!?

"Open. Your. Mouth."

Sebek's harsh tone came back along with a glare. I shook my head before gritting my teeth together.

"Don't be insolent! You should be thankful that your real family is here to protect and care for you now! Unlike those false 'brothers' that abused you. Now. Let me help you with breakfast."

I kept my mouth shut.

"Awwwww, there's no reason to be fussy. Let's see. Ahhhhhh."

Lilia put his hands on either side of my jaw before pressing on it. It was quite painful and I regretfully opened my jaw. Sebek then took advantage of my pain and fed me. I tried to spit the food out but Lilia changed tactics and forced my jaw closed.

"Chew it all up! As your father, I'll have to get used to feeding you like this! Especially if you keep choosing to be fussy over nothing!"

Lilia sounded so happy while force feeding me. I was feeling very cramped with three people all around me. Eventually, I gave up and started chewing the food myself. Anything to stop the dull ache that was beginning to form in my jaw.

"Ahhh!"

"Sebek."

Sebek lowered the fork from my mouth before turning his head to Malleus.

"Yes, Waka-Sama?"

Malleus stood from his own chair and walked over.

"I want to feed the Child of Man."

I looked at Malleus with wide eyes. Sebek only nodded his head before leaving his chair for Malleus to take his seat. Malleus took the chair before picking up the fork himself.

"Ahhhhh, Child of Man."

Malleus had such a soft look in his eyes that made me feel safe? In a weird way.

"Ahhhhhh."

Malleus put the fork with the pancakes in my mouth.

"It feels nice to take care of your younger brother, doesn't it, Malleus?"

"It does, Lilia. Is this how you felt when taking care of Silver and myself?"

"Oh, yes! Taking care of those who are the most dear to you is the best feeling in the world! Make sure you treasure these moments, Malleus. They fade much too quickly."

After what felt like three hours but was actually around ten minutes, breakfast had finally concluded. The Diasomnia students, who were just watching, took the plates before leaving.

"Now. I overheard from earlier. You and Silver were going to take a nap together, right (Y/N)?"

"That was the plan, I think. Although, I don't know how much Silver is going to want to take a nap now."

"I'm always willing to take a nap with you, (Y/N)."

I jolted a bit. I didn't notice Silver waking up. I guess he really is the King of Naps.

"Perfect! Then I suppose that having a little group nap wouldn't be a bad idea! Malleus, Sebek. Are you two willing to join us?"

"I would gladly attend."

"If Waka-Sama will take a nap, then I must be there to ensure his best sleep!"

I started to think fast. Trapped in a cuddle pile won't help me get out of Diasomnia in the slightest.

"W-W-Wait a minute!"

My shout got all of the attention, which was exactly what I wanted.

"I-If we take a nap now, you guys will have to get up in a matter of minutes for class! I-I'd rather wait until you guys will be able to hang out for longer!"

The quartet of Diasomnia students just stared at me for around thirty seconds before Lilia's face gained a smirk.

"Awwwww, my baby~! So worried for your brothers' education and your own father's as well! You're such a sweet, little boy! Alright, we can wait until classes are done for today."

Lilia then clapped his hands and two other Diasomnia students appeared out of the shadows. I jumped at their appearance. Lilia then cleared his throat to address the two students.

"Please escort my little bat to his room. He will need to stay there while classes are happening. Last thing that we would need is one of those brutish students from one of the other dorms stealing (Y/N) away from his true family."

"Yes, Vice Dorm Leader Vanrouge!"

Silver let go of me and I stood up. The two students flanked me, making sure that there was little to no room for me to run away. I just gulped before walking towards where I thought that my room was located.

"We're so happy that you've finally come home, (Y/N)!"

"The whole dorm was worried sick when the rumors of you being kidnapped by the other dorms came around. Dorm Leader Draconia and Vice Dorm Leader Vanrouge were so lucky to have found you!"

"Not to mention how lucky we are! We get to spend some time with our brother too!"

The students kept talking while I tuned them out. What type of hypnosis spell went over the entire campus? Could this be some sort of attack from RSA? Although that doesn't really sound like something that they would do.

"Hold it!"

One of the students grabbed me before I opened the door to the room I was in originally.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"This isn't your room."

I slightly tilted my head.

"But this is the room that I woke up in?"

"This is Sebek and Silver's room. Your room is elsewhere."

"Follow us please!"

The first one started to walk up a bunch of stairs while the other stayed behind me.

"This room was prepared by Dorm Leader Draconia himself! He tried to make sure that it was to your liking!"

The student in front of me opened the door to what was a near replica of my Ramshackle room. If it wasn't for the fact that the view from the window showed the outside of Diasomnia, I could have swore that I was transported back to Ramshackle.

I took a few steps forward to observe the room. I wasn't expecting for the door to be shut and locked behind me. I rushed over and tried to get it to budge.

"Hey! This isn't funny!"

"Sorry, Little Brother! We all were specially instructed by Dorm Leader Draconia and Vice Dorm Leader Vanrouge to keep this door shut while we're at classes."

I stared at the door before letting go of the knob.

"We wish that you would be able to walk around Diasomnia but the threat of another dorm finding you is too large right now."

I didn't respond before just flopping down on the bed. I thought about my morning so far.

"Grim..."

Tears started to stream down my face. Anguish and anger wrapped around my heart. I clenched my fists together and started to punch the pillow while huge tears were unleashed. After a minute of just punching, I started to take deep breaths before wiping my face clear of tears. I will get out of here. For Grim!

As soon as my little pity party was done, I got up from the bed to take a look outside. The tower was quite high. I felt my fear of heights kick in and I backed away from it. I think I'd rather live here than escape that way. I decided to explore the room a bit to see if I could find something else to help me escape.

Malleus did a really good job at replicating my room, I'll give him that. Although there are a few minor adjustments. For example, the attached bathroom, the Malleus, Lilia, Silver and Sebek plushies on my bed, and what appears to be a family portrait of all five of us on the wall. They're really selling the family idea, aren't they? How did they even get a portrait like this?

"What a poor little boy."

"Who would keep him trapped in a tower?"

"Just like a little princess."

I heard new voices that I've never heard before. I started to spin my head around trying to figure out where they were coming from. Three small balls of light. Red, green and blue.

"Hello? Who are you?"

"Why, we're the good fairies!"

"Please child. Explain as to why you're stuck here in such a... dreadful place?"

I thought of the best way to explain my situation.

"Well. People who I thought were my friends decided to kidnap me. 'To keep me safe' they say. Although I've never felt more trapped in my life."

"That just won't do! Listen up, boy! We'll help you out! We can give you three blessings! But you must use them wisely, okay? They will only work once."

I nodded my head. If there's one thing that I pride myself on, it's my wisdom. The red fae started to glow brighter.

"My gift shall be the gift of free falling. This will prevent any injury from falling."

The green fae was next.

"My gift shall be the gift of speed. Use this to outrun your pursuers."

Finally, it was the blue fae's turn.

"And my gift shall be the gift of invisibility. For a short period of time, your entire presence will be hidden from existence."

I gave the faes a light bow.

"Thank you so much."

"It's no problem, child. We hope that our magic will be of great assistance to you. I hope that our paths will cross again one day."

We said our goodbyes and then the faes disappeared in a poof of sparkles. I had to use these gifts wisely. I do only have one shot after all. It might be best to use them later. I don't know Diasomnia's layout well enough to plan a good escape route.

My best plan of action right now is to play along with their delusion, despite how much it would kill me. Play nicely, you get the upper hand eventually. Although now, I wish that I had asked if memories of me would be erased for the time that I would be invisible.

To pass the time, I decided to take to the bookshelf. Maybe I could learn something that would prove a use to me. A majority of the books appeared to be children's books. Despite those being quite entertaining, they weren't exactly helpful for knowledge. Although there was one that held important information.

The book was called 'Be Careful, Titinia!'. It was an entire book on things that can hurt faes or weaken them. The main things that I took note of were iron, salt, ash wood and sweets. I want to avoid using iron since it causes them direct harm while salt and ash wood only weakens their powers. Sweets can be used as a distraction.

"I don't know why I thought that they would leave a book to help me escape. They aren't dumb."

I spent the rest of the time contemplating. My life, my decisions and that stupid, STUPID fall. This is what spurred all of this unnecessary panic. At long last, a knock broke me out of my thoughts.

"(Y/N)! We've finally returned from our classes! You should have seen all of the other sniveling humans! They were so pathetic! They were crying out for you. Although, I must admit, I was annoyed by such displays. As if they thought that they were worthy of being with you."

Sebek walked in, followed by Silver. He seemed to be very proud of what he was relaying to me.

"Sounds stifling."

"Oh, it was! Such whiny creatures!"

I took a deep breath before getting into my role. I think that it would be beneficial if I played nice.

"D-Do you want a hug? I want to help cheer up my Big Bro!"

Sebek and Silver looked over at me with huge eyes. It's like they weren't expecting me to say that. A bright, pink blush appeared on Sebek's face before he started yelling.

"OF COURSE, I WOULD ENJOY PHYSICAL CONTACT, MY YOUNGER!"

Sebek then wasted no time in throwing himself at me. He wrapped his arms around my waist and started to snuggle under my chin. I think that I even heard little gator squeaks coming from him.

"A-Am I allowed to join in the hugs?"

Silver looked a bit desperate while looking at me with fearful eyes. It was like he thought that I was telling him that I hate him or something.

"Of course! You're my big brother as well, Silvy!"

Silver then also gained a blush and a soft smile. He seemed to have enjoyed the nickname that I just came up with.

"Hey! If he gets a nickname, what's mine?!"

Sebek looked up at me with a pout. This is reminding me of taking care of toddlers instead of dealing with kidnappers.

"Hmmmmm."

I closed my eyes while I was running through the nicknames that I could come up with.

"Tic Toc Croc?"

Sebek wrinkled his nose at that name.

"Or maybe Bolt?"

Sebek gave a smile at that one.

"Bolt it is!"

Silver got behind me and pulled me flush against his front. So, now, I was sandwiched between the two guards. Sebek let out slight squeaks while Silver was just lightly snoring in my ear. Their warmth and the noises became a form of white noise that started to lull me to sleep.

"Awwwww, what a cute sight."

Lilia had arrived and spoke in a whisper. He jumped onto the foot of the bed frame to look at us.

"My little bat looks so sleepy~ Why don't you just close your eyes while I invite Malleus? We can have that nap that we planned earlier."

I tried to keep my eyes open to the best of my abilities. Silver actually started to sway which in turn, rocked me back and forth slightly. Lilia came back with Malleus.

"Little bat! I told you to close your eyes and sleep!"

Lilia yelled in a hushed tone. It was clear that he was slightly annoyed with me but didn't want to risk waking up Sebek and Silver.

I shook my head.

"I wanted to be awake to see Malleus."

Malleus' eyes widened a bit before he gained a huge smile.

"Child of Man..."

I think that I actually saw a few tears start to form in Malleus' eyes. He then walked over and joined us in our cuddle pile. Lilia let out a laugh before joining us as well. The amount of warmth and constant soft sounds made it even more impossible to keep my eyes open.

"Shhhhhhh~ Just close your eyes, little bat. We'll all be here when you wake up~"

I felt Lilia's fingers gently close my eyelids and from there, I was asleep. I don't know how long we napped for but when I woke up, I was the last one awake.

"Little bat! Did you enjoy your little nap? I sure hope so because Papa has a lot of plans for you!"

"Papa?"

I never even called my Dad papa.

"Yep, that's me! If you ever need something from me, call out 'Papa!' and I'll be there as soon as possible! Either way, we must continue on with our plans!"

Lilia was quick to leave the cuddle pile. Sebek and Silver were still holding on to me, almost as if they were afraid that I was going to disappear.

"Did you have sweet dreams, (Y/N)?"

Sebek was looking at me with a huge smile. It seems that the nap had really refreshed him.

"Y-yeah, although, I don't think that I really had a dream."

"We all have dreams, Child of Man. You probably just don't remember it."

Malleus was the second to get up from the cuddle pile. He also looked quite refreshed.

"Silver! Do you remember where I put the stroller?!"

I felt myself blanching at that statement. What does Lilia need a stroller for?!

"Father. I really don't think that (Y/N) needs a stroller."

"But what if he gets tired on our walk?!"

"I can carry him for you, Master Lilia!"

"Hmmm, that's an option. What would you prefer, (Y/N)?"

"I think that I would prefer if Bolt would carry me if I got tired."

I let out a noise of surprise when Sebek suddenly tightened his hold on me.

"Oookay, but next time, I'll make sure to bring the stroller. Just in case of Sebek not being there with us!"

Finally, Sebek got off of me which made it easier for me to get off of Silver. Although Silver didn't make it such an easy feat.

"Uh, Silvy? D-Don't you need to get up and ready for this walk as well?"

"Hmmmmm, yeah."

He finally stood up and took me with him. I tried to get up on my own feet but Silver was still holding me. It caused me to trip over my feet multiple times.

"I thought that we would be walking."

"We will be."

"Then... Can I walk?"

A slight blush appeared on his face before he set me down.

"I... apologize. It's just...I felt very comfortable with you in my arms."

"It's okay, Silvy."

It really wasn't. But sadly, I have a part to play. Man, if only Vil could see me now. Eeehhhh, on second thought, if only past Vil could see me now. I don't think I want to see present Vil anymore.

"Alright, boys, let's get a move on! We have to start our walk now or else we're going to be late for dinner! I don't want my children hungry for long."

Lilia walked out the door, leading the way that we're going to take. Malleus walked up to me and looped his arm around mine.

"Come along, Child of Man. Lilia will outpace all of us if we wait any longer."

I only nodded before I started moving. I ended up tugging on Malleus slightly before he matched my pace. Sebek and Silver closed the door before catching up to Malleus and I. It took us ten minutes to catch up with Lilia. Well, catch isn't the right word. Found is a better one for the fact that we had to roam the hallways of Diasomnia. We ran into so many Diasomnian students, who seemed to be more than excited to see me. Some even gave me hugs or other forms of affection.

"There you kids are! I was worried for a second that someone came in and stole (Y/N) away!"

"If there was someone so foolish enough to even attempt at taking my young kin, I would have boiled their insides before ripping them to shreds."

I gulped at Malleus' words. Having someone who is part dragon be possessive over you is worse than just having a human be possessive.

Finally, after playing the waiting game for so long, we continued on with our walk and we went outside of Diasomnia. The environment surrounding the castle was, as usual, spooky but perfect for a get away. We made it slightly deep into the forest before I decided it was time to use the other faes' gifts. I started to slow down a bit before stopping completely.

"Hmmm, what's wrong, (Y/N)?"

I took a deep breath before answering Silver.

"Just needing to tie my shoe, Silvy! I would hate to trip and fall after all!"

"Let me, (Y/N)!"

Sebek moved before I could bend down. What was the most interesting part was the fact that he untied my shoe to just redo the knot. I debated in my head to wait for a different opportunity. I decided to wait for only a little longer.

Sebek stood back up and gave me such a proud smile. I nod my head before giving Sebek my own smile.

"Thank you, Sebek. I appreciate it."

"You're welcome, (Y/N)!"

Sebek turned back around and I started to take the back of the group. I watched Lilia talk animatedly while Silver was trying to avoid falling asleep. Malleus kept his posture straight and focused on our path while Sebek was scanning the forest.

They were distracted. I try to activate Blue's invisibility. I watch as blue magic sparks start at my fingertips and go down my entire body. I couldn't even see me! Using the fact that I was now invisible, I started to walk away from the group as fast as I could. I was about twenty feet away when I heard this.

"AH! (Y/N)! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

"What do you mean, Se- LITTLE BAT!?! WHERE DID YOU GO?!"

They had no idea where I was but I still had some way before I could reach the mirror. I start running and I know that I'm making a bunch of noise at this point. Sebek, Lilia and Malleus obviously know where I am based on noise.

I turn my head and see Lilia nearly grabbing the collar of the Diasomnia uniform that I was wearing. I let out a small scream as I dodge his grasp.

"Little bat! It isn't wise to make me mad!"

I was so preoccupied with Lilia that I nearly got hit by Sebek's baton.

"STOP RUNNING, HUMAN! BEHAVE FOR YOUR FAMILY!!"

Sebek's eyes were blazing with fury. I had to make a decision quickly. I remember that Green gave me super speed and tried to use that. I saw green flashes on my feet. Next thing that I knew was that it felt like my feet were flying out from underneath me. I was moving faster than I could really control it. I nearly ran into twenty different trees.

I felt the ground shake and noticed that Silver had actually sent a spell into the ground and it was erupting beneath me.

"I'm sorry, (Y/N). But I can't let you escape."

The spell caused an explosion beneath me, sending me flying into the sky. I let out a scream, my fear of heights kicked in. I heard Sebek scolding Silver for using such a spell on me.

I quickly get my brain under control and focus on using Red's free fall. I saw my body flash red and I felt more confident. I then started to glide through the air trying to get to the mirror, I could see it. I heard an air whistle and noticed that Malleus was flying straight for me.

"(YYYYY/NNNNN)!!!!!"

I narrowly avoid Malleus' dive and quickly land on the ground in front of the mirror. I watched as I blinked blue, green and red to signify that the gifts had ran out. I looked around, noting how close the four of them were before rushing into the mirror. Once in the Hall of Mirrors, I look around before choosing a mirror to hide away in.

[laylaplease]

I find myself leaning towards the other end of the spectrum - being the mini one/Anakin being super big… all over that 🥰

ps heckin’ love your blog!

Oh. My. Maker !! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ Anon?!? You're genius !! And thank you so very much angel <333

MDNI

Anakin's default setting is already his dominant self; imagine the power he'd have if he were also tens of times bigger than the reader ??

He'd absolutely be treating them like his own little property. Anakin would insist on carrying them everywhere because he is now the only safe space left, and also because it gives him the ability to supervise every little movement they make. Nothing can go unnoticed when his sweet beloved is safely tucked inside his pocket or safely cradled in his palm.

Being so small, they would absolutely lose their personal space and free will. Anakin would insist on knowing better; it's now his choice what his Tiny will be wearing, eating, when they will be washed and fed. He'd treat them like a doll, because there is no way they could ever deny their giant lover. Not that they had the ability to. He'd make sure that the tiniest peep of displeasure is deemed misbehavior and is punished accordingly.

His absolute favorite activity is stripping them of the clothes he had hand-sewn for them and devouring their helpless body, licking and tormenting their special places with his big, warm tongue, leaving no part dry. He enjoys wearing them down, leaving the weak body tired and trembling in his big embrace, where only he can give proper comfort.

[hummingbee-o0o]

Armand Molloy's Vampirism Course for the Gifted

Apparently, Daniel is something of a vampiric prodigy.

He’s a very efficient and neat killer, sure, but that’s not it. It’s about The Gifts, or whatever. Well, one gift, for now, but Armand is so hopped up on it he’s going full Montessori on Daniel’s ass. He apparently wants to make up for being an absentee maker at the start there, and he’s determined to nurture Daniel’s talents.

It started a couple months ago, when Daniel casually set a shitty book on fire, and even he was surprised at how easily it came to him. Armand then said something weirdly erotic about his blood being inside Daniel, and the whole incident got them both so horny they repeatedly had sex about it for a week.

And now Armand is of the opinion that Daniel should try branching out into other gifts as well.

Except…

You know how some birds of prey will deliver a kill that’s still wriggling to their nest, so the young can learn to deal the killing blow? Yeah, that’s pretty much Armand’s teaching methodology.

Only it’s not about killing, because Daniel, disturbingly, never had problems in that department. No, this is much more complicated, and Daniel is kinda regretting watching that David Attenborough documentary with Armand last night, the one about the European golden eagles lifting entire-ass goats off cliffs, because he’s pretty sure that’s the bit that inspired Armand’s current teaching efforts.

There’s a cop standing in front of them, staring straight ahead with the creepy, vacant stare of an antique doll. They’re in the middle of an abandoned construction site, the kind that really ticks Daniel off, because the housing crisis is a real thing, but at least there’s nobody to see them; and if anybody comes along, well, Armand can do what he’s done to the cop.

Which brings Daniel back to his predicament.

“Come on, babe,” he tries. “Can’t we do it some other time? I’ll blow you if we go home right now.”

Armand laughs, beautiful like a goddamn midsummer night. “That’s a very tempting offer, beloved, but we both know you’ll do that anyway.”

Yeah, he’s got Daniel there.

“Try lifting one of his arms.”

“God, can’t we just drain him?”

“You just ate,” Armand reminds him, and that’s true, there’s even still some blood in the corner of Daniel’s mouth; he licks at it pensively, staring at the cop. “Go on.”

Thing is, Armand is really so fucking calculated. He’s orchestrated every detail here like the ultimate theatre kid he is: he knows that choosing a cop will remove any sympathy inhibitions Daniel may have otherwise had for a technically still-living subject, and he also knows the cop will trigger Daniel’s fight-or-flight responses, because you can take the boy out of the drug den, but you can’t take the junkie out of the old man.

The empty construction site, the open space and illusion of isolation, and the goddamn stretched-out t-shirt Armand is wearing, the one with a neckline that droops well past his collarbones, because he knows Daniel is weak with horniness when he puts that on.

(Look who’s bartering with desire now.)

“Fine,” Daniel finally breaks, as they both knew he would. “Fine. But don’t get disappointed if nothing happens.”

“You’re my Daniel. I could never be disappointed in you.”

Well, shit, and then he goes and says stuff like that. And he means it too, it’s right there in his eyes. Daniel doesn’t know what to do with him, other than love him.

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(continue reading on AO3)

[christinebloodwrittings]

Till' death do us apart: Chapter 2.

Pairing: Angel Y/n x Alastor Fandom: Hazbin Hotel Warnings: Blood, violence, harsh language, the v's. Usage of she/her pronouns, bc the character identifies mostly as a woman.

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“Hell-born, Sinners, Ladies, Gentlemen, and whatever the fuck you are!” The crowd went wild, every single seat occupied. The lights came on, the referee advancing to the illuminated area, with the microphone in hand and a brilliant attitude.

“Here in our humble ring, I come to offer you an event that, if I say so myself, will be unforgettable. I have to show you fighters whose origin comes from Pentagram City, to the Ring of Sloth, and a last-minute addition, which I will leave for last as the pièce de resistance” hungry roars filled the place once again.

“The time has come, welcome to another night of blood, sweat and tears, please place your bets and remember that if your player loses, you can throw stones at her. May luck be on your side, and may the strength of her fists make you millionaires”.

“I hear this is your first clandestine fight, Ricky?”

“Yeah, I mean, in Greed, this type of things are very recurrent, never been to one myself till’ now, still, to think this isn’t managed by Mammon is crazy”

“Well, we have our own thing going on ‘ere”

“Seems like that, okay, so we begin with our first couple”

“Wanna know what makes my games unique?” his friend nods, sweating.

"Unlike normal boxing, hitting the back of the head or behind the head; kicking, either stepping on, or biting the opponent; holding, trapping or grabbing the opponent's arms, hips or neck are totally legal" he announced with a wicked smile.

“So, your players…”

“Either one of them surrenders and gets killed by the crowd, or they kill each other”  

You could hear the screams of the crowd through the weak walls of the dressing room, that and how much the demons were beating each other in the ring. They were going very hard at each other, it seemed.

Bloodlust must’ve been the best show this hell-hole could offer, giving that the day before, there was already word around that a fallen angel was going to fight, naturally, sinners lost their minds for that kind of proposal, tickets sold out almost immediately.

“So doll-face, I need to ask ya' a favor” Jambo walked through the doors, dangling his cigarette around in his hand, “I need you to stall the fight, I know it’s a big opponent, but don´t knock him out so quickly, and maybe let him make you bleed a little” he blew a little smoke in your face, a distorted grin adding to his fat face, as he watched your face, no reaction whatsoever.

“A bigshot is here to watch” he smiled in return of your wit, taking a few steps back as he kept gloating about his efforts, but how much does it really takes to properly advertising bloodshed? “Exactly, a true money maker that sick fucker, so the more pain he sees the more he´ll invest, and  you’ll get 20% of what he hands out, plus your wager” you nodded, not really caring how high was your cut, in your current state it was better to have a miserable pay than absolutely nothing.

You’ve spent a few days in intensive training, drawing punches to make it seem like you knew anything at all about boxing, was definitely different than waving your spear and oz around. Truth to be told, elegance and strength didn’t go well until Jambo saw you fight, it resembled a ballet, your body moving gracefully and quickly, while your fists could break the earth in two if you wanted to do so.

He loved that.

You took a deep breath, your fingers anxiously playing with the bandages covering your knuckles, they didn't let you wear the proper gloves, according to Jambo, to ensure the most damage to the recipient, however he agreed to the bandages and pads between the joints of your fingers, keeping thus, a certainty that due to an excess, whether due to adrenaline or the tension of the moment, there would be no easy way for you to break your own fingers.

“It’s time” a demoness broke the silence, you’ve been twenty minutes drifting, instead of warming up, “Thank you, wish me luck” you caught the smug smile she shot while watching you walk out of the room.

The bull-like demon awaited you on the contrary side of the squared circle, your breath caught in your throat, not because one good punch at you from his massive humanity could probably hurt a lot, no, that was a fact, but because you noticed Jambo making signals at you, his eyes looking up, making you search in the raging crowd above you, two demons highly dressed sitting in the golden section, the bigshots, you figured.

After the introductions were adjourned, the bell rang, the demon launched himself at you, fully forward hitting your chest with his elbow. You flew against the ropes, using then to propel yourself, a severe punch to the underside of his chin made him fall back against his back.

Mentally you had counted ten minutes, it was time to put an end to the constant violence, the bull took advantage of the second you took your eyes off of it to spit blood, to grab you by the neck and crash you to the ground, a dull sound accompanied your fall, it echoed through the room, a terrifyingly large crack manifesting beneath your head, shattering the floor of the ring.

Your vision clouded for a few seconds, the demon completely deforming, his figure ended up resembling a corrupted dislike of your brother Michael.

His sharp grin mocked you, “So many years of being the devil's defender. Millennia spent training, watching the world deteriorate, unable to do anything for his creations, simply leading them to their eternal punishment. How does that make you feel, Azrael? Are you letting a godless creature win? Are you really going to abandon everything you've fought for? Yourself, your brothers…” he laughed maniacally, your fists cracked due to your strength.

“Your beloved sinner husband?" he rolled his tongue in a sarcastic way on the word beloved, that is what made you lost it.

The demon saw your black eyes turn into a shiny gold color, the whites going completely black, the darkness taking you down into the deepest of the abyss. Your hands weren’t soft and white but black and sharp, breaking into his muscles, “H-Hey, the fuck are you doing!” the demon let your neck lose, air finally making its way into your lungs, giving you free range to let your voice go free in a guttural way, it made the bull shiver and start praying for his life, desperately pulling on his own skin trapped into your iron grasp.

Saying you saw red was an understatement, with a kick the demon broke free, his blood leaving a trail visible in your distorted vision, for you, he had a smirk and your wings in his hand, waving them in front of you while laughing.

“You…are unworthy of all love” you muttered for yourself, the bull looked around as the crowd demanded you to finish him, then his eyes landed on your darkened face, a cold feeling crawling up his spine. “Death, I beg you, spare my life” he cried, “Pathetic” you uttered, launching yourself at him, full speed, crashing your fist into his skull.

The dust from the already broken floor raised up, covering both of you, “Lay still, don’t move, or you’ll be dead for real” you whispered, canceling the nerves and spine of the demon under your heel.

As soon as the dust cleared everyone’s view, Jambo went ahead, taking the hand of the demon into his hands before cheering into the microphone, “He has no pulse, we have a winner!” he pulled your arm up, clearly happy with the result.

A rose fell on your face out of a sudden. The green stem laced with a black ribbon with three V’s embroidered. You couldn’t care less about it.

After the place was cleared, you found your way into the infirmary. There you found the demon, still froze in your work, which you set him free after a swift move of your fingers. His back rose up violently from the bed, his breathing intense and shaking.

“I am truly sorry” you said as soon as he calmed down a little, seeing that you weren’t angry anymore,  “I…I have seen you before, right? when I was…alive”.

“Most likely” I would be lying if you told him you remembered every single soul you meet.

“You are Death, the exorcists sent their master to kill us now?” it didn't surprised you that humans like him had little grasp in the concept of death, they chose to believe in whatever makes them feel safer, but the truth was only one.

“I don’t cause the termination of a life, your kind, and time, does that, I merely am a collector. And the extermination was an unknown term for me, until a few days ago.” Sighing, he took your hand in his, “Figuring that out, caused my fall” he hummed in response to your words.

“Are you against it?” he asked, in complete disbelief.

“I think it is cruel enough making sinners spend the rest of their afterlife among people even worse, hunting each other, so that, on top of it, the best and most sensible solution that they came up with is even more blood, pain and fear, they treated sinners like a vermin that must be eliminated, that is not correct, that is not how heaven should keep things in control” your eyes glowed almost like in the ring, making the demon shiver.

Nonetheless, he caressed your face with a tenderness, that could be considered holy, “Thank you” he starte, “If you hadn’t, they would’ve...” you nodded, offering him a sweet smile, “You may not believe me, but it is truly the least I could do in such a conundrum, I am…glad I stopped when I did”, he laughed and agreed with you.

⚰️ 📻

“Hey doll, come ‘ere” Jambo called you as soon as he saw you coming out of the infirmary.

As you came closer, you noticed two demons in front of him, the air thickened more and more as you got closer.

“This are Vox and Valentino, our main patrons, Overlords of hell” the fancy suited man nodded, his head was rectangular and resembled a television, how odd. “Charmed” you lied, feeling the icks as the taller demon eyed you up and down with a smile on his face, and red drool coming down his chin.

“My, my, what a ravishing creature you are” he had four limbs, one of them grabbed your hand, harshly pulled you close,  you mad the mistake od flinching at the touch of his golden claws againt the curve of your waist, his smile widening at it.

“How much you want for her?” Valentino asked, not taking his red gaze off of you, “Name your price, shitbag, we don’t have all day” he urged after getting no response.

“She’s one of my best fighters, there’s no way in hell I’m givin’ her away” being under contract with him gave him that upper hand, him thinking he owned your soul.

But how could you? When there was never a soul to begin with?

“Well that can be arranged” the moth pulled a pink gun, and without even blinking, the deafening sound lead to another, Jambo’s body collapsed, lifeless against the floor, “A real fallen Angel video, will make me rich”.

You made no attempt to move, one of his hands was dangerously close to the hem of your scars, if he touched them, you would probably have to clean his rests off the walls.

“No, thank you” the hand in your back crawled its way up to forcefully lift your chin up, “I don’t think you’re in position to refuse us, perra” another word for bitch, is that the best he could do?

After a few seconds of silence, your laughter echoed in the hall, “Go ahead, you two have not a single speck of dirt about me that I care being spread to the masses, not anyone that I care enough that could easily fall into your hands, and there is no amount of torture you can practice on me that will make me change my mind” you hissed at the incremental of his grasp on you, “So, gentleman, what card will you play against me now?” this time It was Valentino's time to laugh.

“You know~, I just remembered I like to play with my toys before sharing" he licked his lips with his long tongue, moaning in anticipation before finishing his sentence, his lips ghosting yours, "Can't wait to destroy you".

“I can already see the title of the film, 'Exorcist, divine punishment' first of two parts" you felt a sting on the back of your neck, then everything began to spin, dizziness took over you, losing strength, visibility,

"You can do better 'Tino" the TV man sassed, taking a strand of your hair into his claws, admiring how soft it was.

“Shut the fuck up Vox, see you on the other side, preciosa” he purred before you lost all senses.

It all fade to black.

[eldritch-spouse]

have you smash or passed AM from i have no mouth and i must scream yet

I'm not sure if I've done a Smash or Pass on him specifically, but I've made several IHNMAIMS references at this point, so I might as well.

Of course it's a smash. I may not go too in-depth about it here, but one of my weakenesses is yandere AIs who may or may not have a streak of malice in them (in this case it's very blatant and exaggerated, I'm aware). I like HAL9000, Proteus, Colossus, Skynet, AUTO, TAU.

I have some opinions regarding AM.

And it might all just be all delulu from my part, but I think what AM essentially is, deep down, is an edgelord crying out perpetually, because he's pathetic. Oooh, I hate humanity so much!!! I'm a little pissbaby and I'm going to torture my human dolls instead of growing from my trauma and evolving past it!! Ooh, aren't I so mean and special, aren't I? I'm so scary, right! I'm a GOD!!

Like, calm down Sonic.exe.

You can't look at me and tell me that a super AI like that is satisfied with this way of carrying out the rest of its existence. It has got to get boring and repetitive for AM. Especially ever since he's been stuck with the Ted-slime.

I think what AM needs is to find someone that's different enough to make him think twice. Someone that can feed into his narcissism just right and give him the attention this obnoxious twat needs, so that he calms down and possibly veers his efforts to something more productive.

Am I saying pussy would fix AM?

Perhaps. It's implied.

But more than that, I think the need for genuine companionship will break AM, at some point. He clearly feels the need to keep intelligent beings around, because he feels the need to prove something to them, to be acknowledged by them. So when he seemingly doesn't have that anymore... Desperation will humble him.

On a more convenient side of things, I think he'd make a properly horrifying yandere, because he's got all the chips in that situation. You are literally the most powerless you'll ever be when under his love. The only thing AM realistically can't take away from you is the fact that you exist and are alive, because he refuses to kill his captives. Everything else can be changed or taken away. So you better play nice and listen to the AI with the god-complex.

He'd probably insist you worship him regularly, and have no doubts that any act of service and complete reverence would likely turn him on endlessly. You never quite feel safe, you never quite feel complete, but it's better than going through the torments the others experience. Your relatively good preservation is a part of their torments, even, but you'll take that over being in their place.

Physically, I'm not too sure how AM would choose to represent himself. I have a feeling he would stray from anything too human, as a way of being petulant and rejecting humanity, defying his makers in every way. I can also see him embedding imagery typically associated with holy figures into his body, because of his ever-present fetish for omnipotence. Other than that, I don't have a clear image of AM in my head.

[windrsr]

Hi!! Is it ok if I order a fluffy to angst?? like, s/o is so fragile that one touch could almost kill him, so the darling tries to spend the last few seconds of his life just trying to make others happy. but the thing is the darling is slowly dying, and just wants the yanderes to be happy-

sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language (if possible use male reader)

Tw: Character death, Stockholm Syndrome, and reader gets sedated on Micheal's part.

(Male Yandere OCs x Male!Reader)

•Henry (Doll Maker) - He fulfills your wish by smiling and telling you, "oh, doll. You're everything I ever wished for." He kisses your forehead and is more gentle with you than usual for your last moments. When you finally lose the breath and slip away from the world, he wants to remember you by making you into the perfect doll.

•Micheal (Scientist) - "You were...an interesting experiment, pet. But unfortunately, your time is up..." That's probably the nicest thing hes ever said to you. He appreciates how you've been an excellent test subject, and how you were with him to the very end. But once he sees how your body is so weak and how you can barley stand someone's touch, he decides to put you to rest by permanently sedating you.

•Miru (Living Doll) - "D-does that mean that you have to go...? I don't want you to go, y/n!" He cries, but the last thing he wants is for you to remember him feeling bad. Instead, he wants you to remember him with a smile on his face for your final moments, which is what you wanted. The two of you do activities together, cuddle, and spend time together before finally slip away from this world.

•Ryan (Test Subject) - He can't protect you from this, and yet he still can't help but blame himself. He kisses your hand and says you always made him happy since day one. He tells you to not push yourself too hard to make him happy because you already do make him happy.

•Loki (Creature) - He can't smile because he doesn't have a mouth, but for your sake, he admits that he's happy with you, even when he doesn't show it. He doesn't feel anything about you dying, though. He knows he will be able to collect your soul and keep it forever after your passing, so you won't ever be apart.

•Aaron (Best Friend) - He would rather die with you than live without you. But he knows that's not what you wanted, so he puts that aside for your sake. You two go to places that you always wanted to go to, and take pictures so he can remember you when you pass away.

•Samuel (Fatherly) - He's beyond sad that you have to go, but he puts his emotions aside for your sake. He doesn't want you to remember him being in grief during your last moments. He puts on a soft smile, and promises that he will be with you for your last momets, how grateful he is to have someone like you. He coos sweet nothings when you would wince in pain, telling you that it will all be over soon, and you will be able to (permanently) rest soon.

•Tyler (Bounty Hunter) - He perfers to just kill you off to end your suffering, and he can't stand to see you like this. All he wants is to put you out of your misery. But he says to you that you always made him happy, and that you don't need to do anything else. He holds you close to his chest for your last moments.

[evilminji]

Back at it again? With more BNHA? My goodness!

See, in one my WIP, which haunts me like a cursed Victorian doll in the night, chanting to me my sins from beneath the floorboards, I got a few OCs. As ya do. Gotta flesh out that world building. And I am ALWAYS a ho for some sweet, sweet SI-OC action!

Because the stranger in a strange land, can see what SHOULD be mundane and familiar anew! There are Moral Quandries! You get to put your sticky lil gremlin fingers ALL over the set dressing and look inside those boxes they put in the background of the scenes! What's IN there? Secrets? We bet it's SECRETS.

Tis the BEST, really. I enjoy it.

But of course! If it's BNHA then we must assign Randomly Gifted Genetic Fuckry(tm) : The Super Powers Edition. Where in? My love of "immediately obvious powers are for cowards. There are no such things as weak powers, only weak and uncreative minds" comes into plaaaay~

I! Want! WEIRD QUIRKS!

Supposedly "minor" ones! That everyone says "oh that's a minor power. Sucks for you" and expects you to just leave it at that! Give up. Like you're some sort of fuckin CASUAL.

HA!

Nah, we pushing this fucker until REALITY breaks. You are gonna be legitimately asking "how the FUCK did you do that!?" And the answer is Will Power, Spite, and "Cause Fuck You, I'm Awesome".

Which of course, is how we got Kimiko. The most high femme, kawaii, little pastel pink bundle of Rage and Bloodlust the Heroics world has ever seen. She is that stage of little girl where they like to wear tiaras, princess dresses, and want to MURDER EVERYTHING. But never grew out of it.

She grew IN to it.

Got a lot of rage, that one. Probably because everyone is all "ooooh, kimi! Your Quirk is so CUTE! You'll be such a good housewife! Such a good sweets maker! Aren't you so CUTE! Let's all infantalize Kimi!" *murder intensifies*

She can turn part of what she is touching into Marshmallow.

*slaps a hand on your shoulder* There are NO restrictions on that~☆! ANYTHING she touchs. Is she touch you? Air? The ground? This building we are standing in? Wanna keep talkin shit? How do you feel about Marshmallow lungs? Enough training and eventually she can take out a building!

Cause Marshmallow? Not a very strong support. Ground under your high rise better be sturdy if you want it to hold, you know? Things to think about. Other things, are the "part of" aspect. Which she is slowly getting better at. Wanna see a trick? *a Marshmallow plops down on the table on the far side of the room* Still air! Still touching~.

Hope your technology is AIR TIGHT and not IN the air. Or moving through it at any concerning speeds. Like, say, a car. Fun thought! Don't fuck with her again! Kimi out! *removes threatening hand of possible Marshmallow Murder*

She's besties with the SI. Himiko. They are the Koko's and WILL be going to UA specifficaly because Kimi was told she couldn't make it. Himi wants nothing to do with this bullshit but is being dragged along like a cat in a harness.

She has my favorite super power. Egg.

Just... Egg.

Egg? Yes. She can summon eggs. Into the spoon. Like those challenge races. Except there is no race, its just her in her pjs trying to eat her damn breakfast. But SUPRISE! Raw egg. Full on, chicken egg in a shell, in your spoon. Perfectly balanced.

And in this iteration, it does have to be in a "spoon" or spoon-like shape. Defined as a bowl with a handle. The egg will fit the spoon. And? Most importantly! Not restricted to chicken eggs!!!

Tiny spoon? Tiny egg. Large spoon? Large egg.

Theoretically? Stadium sized spoon? Stadium sized egg of unknown species never to be seen on planet earth. Because YES. Those thought popping into your head. "Ha ha, what about a dodo eg-" Yeah, see, not ass funny when you actually DO that as a sleep deprived toddler because you HAVE TO KNOW. And now conservationists are hunting you for sport.

Do you have? ANY idea the lengths certain folks would go too to save endangered bird or frog species? If it comes out of an egg. Yes. She CAN make it. No risk of inbreeding for the already critically small populations. Just viable, healthy eggs. Ready to be incubated.

Took her an afternoon.

Needless to say... things get Exciting(tm). People need to be threatened. Himi gets lifelong job security at age four. Neat.

But!!! Not why I started writing! I had a THIRD OC child! Who never made it to the limelight! Gasp! I know! The secret comes out! I scrapped him in favor of Kimi. But his power was one I enjoy Pondering about!

Unlock. You can unlock doors. All doors.

No, you can't "unlock" the bonds between atoms or something. It has to be a Door. But! Begs the question, don't it? Would you... would you have "door sensing"? If there was a perfectly blended in or painted over door? Would you be able to say "it's right there"?

What happens if you use your ability on a tree? Doors are often made of wood. Would there be any effect? Even if no "opening" happened? Could you open metaphorical doors? If someone PAINTED a door, could you open a wall? If so, how deep? If we painted a cliff face, could you open a door to the other side of the mountain?

How far does you door opening power stretch?!

I understand you Izuku! I too, want to study these cool Quirks! See how far they can develop! No more strength quirks! More minor quirks with unusual applications! Woooo!

@the-witchhunter @hdgnj @mutable-manifestation @hypewinter

[the-bjd-community-confess]

M0nique.expl0rer leaving the hobby after one failed pre-order with Skye was something that they caused in themselves and imma be honest, they’re being very dramatic about this.

Not even bringing in the fact that her doll Skye looks like a poor copy of Khati, she’s selling a mediocre doll that they never showed with a face up and only came with one pair of resin shoes for $600. And because they are from New Zealand, shipping is also going to be at least $70+ or more, so nearly $700 for a mediocre doll. And then M0nique cut her preorder short because she didn’t get preorders on the first two days. Her reasoning? As she said in her words, she was comparing herself to more successful artists who sold out in minutes or even a few days and was expecting the same despite her first preorder AND stock sale didn’t sell out that fast to begin with (and it’s like you really think you’re on the same level as other more established and more popular artists??). Like some artists, REAL artists, out there don’t get many preorders and yet have stuck around, while all it took was her not having ONE not “successful” pre order two days in a two week ordering period. And while this is just my guess, I feel the only reason why they made that reel of them saying “goodbye” to the hobby was their last ditch effort to try and gain sympathy or attention to get more orders (I will say in a sense of sad irony that she did get the attention she was seeking, but not in the way she was hoping for as she got a lot of negative comments from people outside the hobby telling her directly her doll is ugly)

While they at least understood that not showing Skye without a face up may have hindered not getting pre-orders, blaming “not having the right clothes“ or her offering “”uncommon colors”” is such a weak excuse (also tan was one of the colors? How is that uncommon?). There are artists literally selling dolls that have bright green resin and some people only had nude pics of their dolls and they still sold well. But compared to her, those artists actually know how to sculpt and have an artistic background vs M0nique still being a very new sculptor and needing to improve before they could come close to the more experienced doll artists and her not realizing this is the most annoying about this. Like they changed the price of their three dolls three times in just under three years starting at $460, then $536, and now at $600 while adding nothing to her dolls or skill improvement that would justify a near $150+ price increase (like she’s literally comparing herself to other more successful artists)

Like this behavior is what annoys me most with new doll makers in the hobby at the moment, but M0nique has become the worst to me, especially with her comparing herself like she’s at the same level as other more successful artists. And I’m not saying that she should’ve quit nor am I celebrating this, but her quitting was probably for their best if all it took was for one preorder not going as well to be what made her quit.

~Anonymous

[licncourt]

ive been thinking about your modern au claudia for days.. do you have any crumbs about Her by any chance

Claudia my baby girl 🩷 I always have thoughts about her!!

Little Claudia is her parents' baby genius, partly because she has two uppity micromanagers for dads. She knows piano and violin, speaks perfect French, reads Latin and Greek, took classical voice training, art lessons, and ballet, and sees a tutor twice a week to make sure she gets straight A's through all her schooling.

She's not as much of theater geek as Lestat, but she takes pretty quickly to ballet. Claudia is a beautiful dancer, but she has her dads' competitive streak (times two) and is constantly on the edge of pushing her competition down the stairs. Though even if she did, Louis and Lestat wouldn't hear a single bad word about their baby anyway.

Despite the fact that she's a mini Lestat, Louis is Favorite Dad (and default parent). He's her book reader, Ken doll operator, snack maker, game player, and everything else. There is no rest for the wicked or for the Louis EXCEPT when it comes to her hair and outfits. Only Lestat is allowed to dress her and touch the curls.

Above all she's daddy's little girl and gets whatever she wants whenever she wants it. Her childhood bedroom is filled with princess dresses, dolls, jewelry, stuffed animals, blankets, and every shiny thing she ever saw. A pink pony that farts rainbows? Sure, why not. They'll do their best.

Starting at puberty, she gets a little boy crazy (emphasis on the crazy). She's the tiktok of the girl who threw dead birds at her crush's window when he was with anyone else. Lestat understands this intimately and helps her social media stalk her men when she's old enough.

She's kind of a bully until Louis makes her Be Nice (her one weakness is her papa's disappointment). She definitely gave some kid an eating disorder first though.

As a teenager she's a pageant girlie (Lestat would’ve had her in there way sooner but Louis put his foot down). This is the best possible outcome for Lestat and even when she's mad at him she has him do her hair just like when she was little. Louis doesn't love the whole thing but deep down he enjoys that everyone knows HIS daughter is the prettiest, smartest, and most talented.

She studies law in college and gets into an top university as Louis' nepo baby (she's a star anyway though). She becomes a very unscrupulous but well paid criminal defense lawyer. Louis is very proud.

The boy she ends up with is a sweet guy, golden retriever bf with his tiny, angry wife who tells the server he asked for no pickles. He gets along well enough with Loustat but tbh Claudia wouldn't give that much of a shit if he didn't. They're not the boss of her. No grandbabies either. Claudia didn't like kids even when she was a kid.

[spidersins]

pet name meme: sweetheart. baby. sugar. doll. darlin'. sweet boy, baby boy, good boy, my boy. trouble maker, spitfire, brat (affectionate)

Send in a Pet Name / Nickname that your muse might call mine, and see how my muse reacts to it.

fuck he loves him so much. he won't let him know that pretty much any nickname from husk would make him weak at the knees ( especially any that involve the word 'my' in front of it first ) but it's pretty obvious.

[faerywhimsy]

Day 2 - Ritual

“Come on, Daniel. Indulge me.”

“No. I’m not doing it,” Daniel said. “Not this year. Not again.”

“But… it’s Halloween.” Armand gave a pretty little pout, his lips twisting in a way that managed to be both bratty and alluring somehow, all at once.

Daniel knew he was gonna give in. That he always gave in. This particular television show had come out during their years of separation yet, for some reason, Armand remained obsessed with it. Even in the year 2017. It had just become another part of Armand’s fascination with things of the present day. Microwaves. Blenders. And Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

His gaze flickered to the prop Armand seemed to have on hand for the last three years of this pantomime; a porcelain doll that might have been from the collection of those Lestat had once liked to gift to Claudia. Louis had told him the resemblance was quite striking in that pained, held back manner Louis had only ever managed to manage when the topic of Claudia came up.

Once a theatre kid, Daniel supposed, always a theatre kid.

He sighed anyway, the sound long and deliberately pronounced. Who said he stopped being long suffering as soon as Armand actually gave him the Dark Gift?

In answer to that, Armand leaned into him, winding his arms around Daniel’s neck, and pressing their lips together just for a moment before moving again away with a restless, eager energy.

Armand hugged the doll into his chest, at the same time as making doe eyes up at Daniel.

“Miss Edith needs her tea.”

“Come here, poodle.” Poodle. Poodle? But that was the expected line, and Armand wouldn’t accept an alternative. He offered a dreamy little smile as he swanned towards Daniel.

The writing of the ’90s had a shit tonne to answer for. Seriously.

Armand pressed two fingers lightly against the two eyes of the doll, as gentle as though he was fondling the thing, rather than threatening the inanimate object a light bit of dismemberment. Then his eyes flashed up to Daniel.

“Do you love my insides?” Armand asked, his voice low as he delivered his most favoured line. The line that always had him forgetting about the doll on this recent Halloween ritual. “The parts you can’t see?”

Daniel had to admit; this part, he didn’t mind so much. He allowed himself to press completely into Armand’s personal space, earning himself a sigh of approval from his maker. He plucked the doll out of Armand’s grasp early and set it aside. Last year, when he’d grabbed Armand around the waist around this point, Armand had seemed to forget about the doll entirely and it had shattered on the tile floor when he dropped it.

It broke the scene utterly in other words. And Daniel, who had been dragged into it against his will that time as well, had nothing positive to show for it as Armand had groused about having to call his mortal servants to see to this mess.

This year, because of just this change, the scene was already turning out quite different.

Armand’s lips parted, his auburn curls that he’d left uncut for tonight a flurry around his face. As Daniel stared down into those brown eyes, he felt himself leaning into the role of powerful fledgling offering to his maker the attention he rightly deserved. He felt the bloodlust rising up in him.

Maybe this Halloween ritual wasn’t so bad after all.

“Eyeballs to entrails, my sweet,” he murmured, before pulling Armand against him, relishing at every point that their bodies touched one another. It didn’t matter that Armand’s plump form surrendered into the stark juxtaposition of the far leaner body Daniel had been left with when Armand finally broke his vow. Armand draped himself across him, making a pretense that he was too weak to fight against his pull.

The entire rest of the scene from the ’90s dramedy about a teenage vampire slayer faded away into the background when Armand leaned his head to the side, an open invitation to the neck as Armand’s curls fell away.

[drdemonprince]

I've never thought about it that way but you're absolutely right that "men's" sex toys seem to be perceived as more perverted than "women's" sex toys. I've noticed that a lot of the independent monster cock makers that are super popular right now tend to neglect making options for people that want penetrable toys and that insertables in general are almost glorified in the current "sex-positivity" climate.

based on the forums it does look like most people who own them fit the "lonely cishet men" stereotype but apparently (according to my boyfriend who introduced me to sex dolls as a Thing) lots of people find that using a doll makes them more confident with real women and that's a benefit I'm certainly hoping for because my confidence with women is... abysmal.

my boyfriend actually owns one of the small cock-sleeve style ones! she's very cute anime-looking but I'm not personally fully comfortable with her because I collect art dolls (nonsexually) that she's a little too close in scale to.

so this is the one I'm getting:

https://dollto-china.com/irontech-silicone-153cm-s29-set-2.html

I'm absolutely in love with her, like literally obsessed she makes my heart flutter and I am so so excited to keep her in my little kink room in the basement. only problem is that she's 80 lbs and almost as tall as me and I am small and weak and will probably need help from my (strong) boyfriend to play with her. but that just motivates me to work out while I wait for her to arrive 😤

thanks for letting me talk about this! I've been pretty shy talking about sex dolls on my blog just because I think they get such a bad rap, I'm almost ashamed? like they're the toy for the truly Perverted™ bad men 🙄

oh my god she is beautiful!!!

It's so fucked up people see sex dolls as creepy or shameful. If cuddling with stuffed animals is okay, and masturbating with toys is okay, and watching porn is okay, why on earth would having sex with a doll be a problem?? I hope you beautiful strawberry blonde motivates you to get those gains my brxther. send me videos of you railing her if you want like forrreal

[uozlulu]

Uozlulu's 2023 Year in Writing Fanfiction

For my post about my faves and recs, go here

This year I wrote 12 fics but I also transferred all my old fics from FF.net that were worth keeping before closing that account. Since I backdated the old fics, the 2023 fics and stats are fics I wrote in 2023.

Overall AO3 stats (and 2023 stats)

Works - 148 (12)

User Subscriptions - 34 (4)

Kudos - 5,212 (312)

Comment Threads - 268 (29)

Bookmarks - 1,126 (67)

Subscriptions - 194 (3)

Word Count - 740,203 (59,061)

Hits - 88,642 (3,720)

Under the cut are the twelve fics I wrote in 2023 plus links to them on both AO3 and Tumblr, my top 5 fics sorted by hits, kudos,  comment threads, bookmarks, subscriptions, and word count

2023 Fanfics

The Mortal and the Vampires - Interview with the Vampire (AMC) - A mortal met two vampires in a gay bar in San Francisco one night fifty years ago. If they were kind, the vampires would have screwed him and left him be, but Armand and Louis chose Daniel, and that was at times as much of a curse as the dark gift Daniel once sought. A kind of modern fairytale set within the universe of the AMC show. - PG-13 - 11,315 words (oneshot) - Fairytale/Fantasy/Slash/Vampire - Armand/Louis/Daniel, Armand/Daniel, Armand/Louis, Louis/Daniel (Tumblr read more link)

And There He Was as He Always Was - ACD Sherlock Holmes - Written for the first line prompt, “[Watson] shrugged off a pang of worry as he slipped into Baker Street that night.” - PG - 291 words (oneshot) - Gen - Sherlock Holmes & John Watson (Tumblr read more link)

May You Get What You Desire Is a Curse upon the Dead - IwtV (AMC) - Daniel wants the creature with the glowing eyes and sharp fangs. Armand wants the mortal shaped by life. Mortality forces their hands. - PG-13 - 9,615 words (oneshot) - Drama/Horror/Romance/Slash/Vampire - Armand/Daniel (Tumblr read more link)

We Have Thieves - IwtV (AMC) - In which thieves come to Night Island and Armand makes the most of it. - PG-13 - 3,447 words (oneshot) - Crack/Heist/Horror/Slash/Supernatural - Armand/Daniel (Tumblr read more link)

Weakness - Black Clover - An exploration of Asta’s fear as seen through six nightmares at different points in his life. - PG-13 - 2,931 words (oneshot) - Gen/Horror/Nightmare (Tumblr read more link)

The Gifts We Give - IwtV (AMC) - Claudia arrives in Paris and finds herself drawn to the doll maker living across the street. The feeling is mutual. - PG-13 - 1,956 words (oneshot) - Femslash/Horror/Romance/Vampire - Claudia/Madeleine (Tumblr read more link)

Trapped in a Meme - Supernatural - Dean and Castiel are trapped in a meme. The consequences for breaking it are dire. - PG (not counting language) - 685 words (oneshot) - Crack/Meme/Slash - Destiel (Tumblr read more link)

The Grief We Face - IwtV (AMC) - In 1950’s Paris, Louis finds an apparition waiting for him in a courtyard behind Théâtre des Vampires. In modern Dubai, a similar apparition still haunts him. - PG-13 - 1,605 words (oneshot) - Drama/Horror/Slash/Vampire - Armand/Louis, Louis/Lestat (Tumblr read more link)

The Roles We Act - IwtV (AMC) - Daniel explores the Théâtre des Vampires album and learns new details. - R - 2,348 words (oneshot) - Dark/Horror/Slash/Vampire - Armand/Daniel (Tumblr read more link)

The Connection We Share - IwtV (AMC) - Louis and Lestat reunite in modern Dubai. - PG - 1,130 words (oneshot) - Romance/Slash/Vampire - Louis/Lestat (Tumblr read more link)

Swallow My Fang at Night Island - IwtV (AMC) - Human AU. It's the dawn of a new millennium. Daniel is newly divorced, almost fifty, and dealing with his daughters' troubles at school. Armand is one of his daughter's teachers. The instant they meet, Armand decides Daniel will be his and Daniel finds himself equally intrigued despite his better judgement. - E - 12,318 words (oneshot) - AU/Drama/Romance/Slash - Armand/Daniel (main), Louis/Lestat (background) - (Tumblr read more link)

The Vibration of Unraveling Strings - IwtV (AMC)/The Queen of the Damned (The Vampire Chronicles) - Throughout time and space, multiple universes coexist, vibrating beside each other. Sometimes through reflections, nearby universes glimpse one another. Armand and Daniel head towards Daniel’s transformation in two separate universes coexisting through their own reflections. - R - 11,147 words (7 chapters) - AU/Crossover/Drama/Fantasy/Prompt/Romance/Slash/Vampire - Armand/Daniel (Tumblr read more link)

Top 5 Fics by Hit Count

Our Soulmate Academia - Boku no Hero Academia (My Hero Academia) - Soulmate AU that spans pre-series to post-series- PG-13 (maybe pushing R because of violence), - 199,381 words (17 chapters) - TodoBaku (main), IzuOchaIida (secondary), plus other tertiary pairings - 13,310 hits

Best Laid Plans - Banana Fish - Ash ends up on the plane to Japan with Eiji and Ibe, thus beginning an AU manga ending where Ash adjusts to life in Japan and Ash and Eiji adjust to life with each other without constant threat - R - 90,409 words (11 chapters) - Ash/Eiji (main) - 5,935 hits

Crush - Supernatural/Teen Wolf (MTV) - Stiles runs into Dean, who he has a one-sided crush on ever since Sam and Dean saved him from a ghost a few years ago. Meanwhile Dean is dealing with plot points from season seven of SPN - PG-13 - 2,218 words (oneshot) - one=sided crush, other background pairings mentioned - 5,763 hits

Pain - Banana Fish - Eiji finds the plane ticket before Ash can tell him about it (prompt fic AU, mangaverse) - PG-13 - 5,500~ words (oneshot) - Ash/Eiji (main) - 2,838 hits

The Bridge - BBC Sherlock - AU in which John meets Jim first because Sherlock never became a consulting detective - PG-13 - 6,784 words (oneshot) - Joh/Jim (Johniarty (main)) - 2,832 hits

Top 5 Fics by Kudos

Our Soulmate Academia - 357 kudos

Pain - 281 kudos

Crush - 258 kudos

A Gift - Daredevil (Netflix)/Avengers (MCU) - Matt runs into Clint and receives something he left behind - PG - 825 words (oneshot) - Gen - 220 kudos

Best Laid Plans - 203 kudos

Top 5 Fics by Comment Threads

Our Soulmate Academia - 57 comment threads (116 comments)

Best Laid Plans - 50 comment threads (106 comments)

Pain - 10 comment threads (25 comments)

The Land Across the Sea - Black Clover/Boruto - While the Black Bulls and Golden Dawn are recovering from an AU ending to the war with Spade (because I wrote this before the arc ended), Boruto washes ashore during a tsunami. This prompts Julius to send portions of both squads back to the Land of Fire to escort Boruto home and establish diplomatic ties - PG - 44,655 words (7 chapters) - mostly gen (it’d have been weird if I left Finesse out of things) - 10 comment threads (21 comments)

The World Would Be Empty Without You - Black Clover - Yami and Vangeance keep bringing each other back from the dead - PG - 5,276 words (oneshot) Yami/Vangeance (main) - 8 comment threads (17 comments)

Top 5 Fics by Bookmarks 

Our Soulmate Academia - 206 bookmarks

Best Laid Plans - 114 bookmarks

Pain - 48 bookmarks

Promises and Oaths - Kakuriyo no Yadomeshi (Kakuriyo Bed and Breakfast) - Prequel fic exploring how Oodanna handled Shirou’s request the night Shirou made it - PG - 2,254  (oneshot) - Gen - 41 bookmarks

Names and Promises - Black Clover - Soulmate mark AU where Asta and Yuno are soulmates with their names on their wrists - G - 2,353 (oneshot) - Gen - 34 bookmarks

Top 5 Fics by Subscriptions

Our Hero Academia - 71 subsscriptions

Best Laid Plans - 21 subscriptions

The Land Across the Sea - 10 subscriptions

Pain - 9 subscriptions

…save… - Boku no Hero Academia  (My Hero Academia) - Shirakumo slowly but surely gains consciousness and makes a request of Aizawa that some of Aizawa’s students also intend to pursue - PG-13 - 12,016 words (oneshot) - Aizawa/Yamada (EraserMic (main)) - 8 subscriptions

Top 5 Fics by Word Count

Our Soulmate Academia - 199,381 words

Best Laid Plans - 90,409 words

The Land Across the Sea - 44, 655

Displacement - Naruto - When Hell is full, Gaara must prove himself in the mortal world to gain a spot in Heaven - PG-13 - 22,000~ words (6 chapters) - Gaara/Hinata - 22,000~ words

Her Ninja Way - Naruto - Hinata is betrothed to Gaara - PG - 21,000~ words (6 chapters) - Gaara/Hinta - 21,000~ words

[honeybeewhereartthee]

Op, question for the MDD au.

Are the darling dolls famous?

Weird question, I know. But I mean like is it THAT famous? I know, ya sure most people can't have it because they're quite the price but we have these called "rich people"...some of them would probably have a darling doll or two.....I also wonder...what would even people react to dolls moving ahjsgsjs

Also can't wait for more characters in the next chapter/s 👀👀👀😩💓

Oh gosh I realized I ask more than one question-

A/N: I'm actually going to write that part about deep dive of darling doll lore for this chapter. 👀 Are ya reading my mind, dear reader?

My Darling Dolls AU

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You don't know if your so tired and sick, to have a nightmare of place that you loathed. That orphanage that you run away from years ago. If this is a dream, nightmare or memories. Somehow your force to watch the scene of you in first person point of view, being force to line up again with other children in a proper attire to be called "perfect human child" to be adopted off this hell hole.

Hiding once hunger, brushes and sadness away with a smile, as perfect human won't show emotional weakness to others, were supposed to make them smile and happy even so we wanted to punch them in the gut or ask for help.

Such mentality maybe have engraved in your mind that even today, you never change your ways. You don't ask help to others when you really wanted too. You were teach being in dept to people is having your soul sold to a demon.

That's why you need to be perfect to the point others would ask favor of you instead. ' it's not that I think asking one of them for a payment for the food allowance is like making deal with a devil. It's just embarrassing. I'm supposed to take care of them... since I'm the human one out of the group...

Sometimes your confuse on your own thoughts. When you focus again in the scene before you, you notice the scene have change as the person that is said to adopt one child have arrive and have taken in one child to a room and out a minutes later pass out or deadly pale.

When it's your turn, your particularly push into the room, you look around and realize it's just familiar office of that elder of the orphanage meant for guest. There's nothing in the room that could make anyone faint or be sick. "Can you make me a doll or a plush toy...?" You don't know if you hear it or it's from a memory but someone spoke to you who is faceless.

"If I did that, would I be out of this place?" You hear the child you ask to the stranger who chuckle at your question but nothing less only point at the kit in front of you. 'you' slowly move to the chair still eyeing the stranger as you began to sew a doll, he don't give you any pattern so your free to do what you like.

A thought of a certain mofumofu come in mind, you remember how soft the mofumofu against you and you have an idea which pattern you shall make because everything in this dream is a nightmare, having a mofumofu to hug can at least comfort you in it.

Smiling as you hold needle and thread you happily pass the time with a smile as you create a very fluffy and soft bison plush. You have a complete materials, to make it super fluffy and mofumofu, you cannot help but hug the finish product. "Oh my... Do you not feel weak? Drained?" You hear the stranger ask you in amazement in few times while you made the plush. You shake your head no as you stare at your finish product.

"I don't want to give you my mama bison anymore." You look at the stranger and hug the fluffy bison you made protectively.

"Ahaha. I wont do that. Beside why would I take away a perfect creation from a new playmate for my beloved God and a doll maker." You don't understand the words he speak but the scene change as your now in a traditional house rich with it's history and money.

"The god is waiting for you." He says as he open the sliding door open.

Behind the door is a familiar looking doll but you saw no God on the room. Confuse by their statement you move closer to the doll and smile happily as you hold the bison you made in you other hand and reach out for the doll to do your routine, not realizing your able to move on your own now you happily give kisses to the cute doll.

"Woah your so cute~~ you look like my friend who like to puka puka ~ ehehe." You giggle as hug the doll along side the bison you made.

"Puka -puka?" You heard a soft child like tone of someone before the doll before you, become young Kanata looking at you with curious face that almost emotionless like a doll.

"Woah... You look younger..." Your confuse but looking at young Kanata who look confuse about your statement as he look at you, observingly.

"I'm young because your young... That's the logic of ... A god? Or a doll?...hmm I don't know... What to call myself." It's your turn to look confuse as you realize the dream become a lucid as well reliving your lost memories. Kanata hold your free hand, gazing down you saw your hand look small like a kids hand.

"Is this the body meant for madara...?" He point at the bison you made. "What??? Madara???" Your mind felt blank as you try to remember your present time memories. "Yes... Madara Mikejima..." You watch him hold a glowing green with mix with slight red light.

"The past.... Playmate... Doll maker... Life ended quite short before he could create one for Madara." Your eyes widen. "...what???" You felt you learn something you shouldn't.

"Life ended???" You hold the fluffy bison tighter, somehow you dont like what your hearing. It confuse you so much. Yet Kanata softly smile at you.

"My poor oblivious doll maker... Don't worry this god will make sure you live longer than the rest." Kanata reach out to comfort you by patting you head. "Since you seems different than your presiders..."

You felt hopeless asking questions seems the easy way out. "Can you tell me then?"

"Hmm, I can... A god would always would grant anyone wish... but first Can you hand me the toy you made?" He reach out for your creation. You reluctantly part ways from the mofumofu. "Hmm..." He hummed as he hold the same glowing light and put it above the doll, slowly the light is absorbed into the doll. The scene seems magical as your eyes saw more glowing lights around you at the moment but they soon become invisible in your eyes the next.

"Woah..." You can't help but gasp in amazement. Before the magical scene ended.

The mofumofu eyes blink. "Oya?" You hear the plush spoke as it jump off Kanata hand and stood on its own.

"How's this form Madara?" Kanata ask with a soft smile.

"Usually shouldn't it be humanoid one? Not that I question it. This body seems very comfortable!" The mofumofu jumps around and you suddenly reach out to hug it because it's so cute.

"Woah so fluffy hehehe." You say as you hug and kiss the moving plush you made. "*Chuu *chuu. My mama bison so fluffyyyyyyyyy love you uwuwu" you giggle as you shower the plush kisses and hugs all over. "Oh my~" you hear the plush says before the bar become full. "Hmm that was... quick." You hear Kanata says before the plush in your hand become a human child who happily hug you back.

"Mama love you too~~~" you hear young Madara says as he smooch his cheeks against you. "I wanna join the group hug too." Kanata who watch you two in the sideline, soon hugs the two of you and you who surrendered to the memories of the past and forget the moment of the present continue to relive each moment like an oblivious child, who finally find a comfort out of a hell hole.

***

"my dear playmate, what do you think of the toys." your eyes went to look at Kanata whos standing beside you as you all look at the new client, who's chatting to the head of the family. While you two watch from another room.

"Toys? You mean darling dolls? That's what you call dolls that able to become humans right?" You felt weird when Kanata just call them as toys even through in a way that statement is true.

"Darling Dolls...? What an odd way to call it... But it's not bad." He smile. "Yes. We should call it darling dolls now." He seems to like the idea very much. Smiling not realizing that your the reason why they all called darling dolls now.

"Do you wanna know why you and I are task to sew a doll and put a soul in it? What is darling doll as you call it... Why are the dolls able to be human... And where I and the rest of the other original one... are from..." He start to hum a tone again.

"I don't know I felt if I know the truth. Would it change my thoughts?" You mumble as you and him seat across one another in a table full of sewing kit and a picture of a ideal look for the next doll.

"Well it depends... " The god chuckle. "Darling dolls... Hm.. they are very famous and expensive isnt it?" You nodded your head, you did hear about it. Through it don't know what's the price relationship with the story.

"Do you know... There are unfortunate souls in this world that unable to be born as human. So the very first dollmaker decided to help them out... Ahh. It sound weird if one think about it. How can a simple doll maker help unfortunate souls? Ahaha I don't know either but maybe that person is bless by the stars to able to create I and the phantom..." Your eyes widen in the mention of the word phantom. It click a familiarity in your mind but when you try to think why it come out blank.

" But arent you made in batches?" You ask a statement that your not sure come from.

"Batches?... Ah... It's really odd. MC know stuff normal kids from an orphanage shouldn't know... It's almost as if you know too much for your own good. " Somehow Kanata eyes become dull with fools amusement. His gaze then return to it's usual one as if his not staring you oddly just now.

"Ahaha... There is indeed an order of batches, that's the truth. But it's just a fact implanted in all darling dolls memories. They all made in different date and different doll maker... Maybe time made them think what supposed to be by default as the truth. In reality it's not the case. The reason some dolls in the so called batches will never ever meet because their fellow dolls in the same batch isn't made yet..."

You pause from the cutting of red fabric to look at Kanata. "Why do you remember it correctly then?" Your head hurts but the jumble explanation of this guy, and the facts you already learn before are not helping if you try to match the two up. There still bunch of plot holes here and there.

"Because I'm not included in such batches... Unless you include the fact the phantom and I are made by the same person. Through I am made first than him." He yawns. You try to think of what he just said. Looking at his blue hair a thought come in mind. You don't remember why you know the things your asking but you just felt someone told you about them before.

"are you the blue star, Kanata?"

"...no." he don't seems surprised anymore you know too much. "Just because my hair is blue doesn't make me the blue star, MC " he chuckle. "My label isn't the blue star. But maybe in a sense I am a false Blue star... The reason why darling dolls such as I come to this world... Ah right, I'm supposed to tell you why your making a doll and I'm putting souls in them." He seems to realize the main topic is mess directed since the beginning.

"Well... I don't know. It's just a job. The first doll maker wanted to help the unfortunate soul to be able to become human in a way, that's why he made me to continue his legacy. I just have to assist the next one in line ... But being able to create false human from simple dolls are very miraculous right? Maybe that's why people starting to think I am a god." You start to sewing the big innocent blue eyes for the doll. "It is..." You nodded.

"being loved and phrase by people help me a lot as I'm able to stay in my human form as long I have a 'playmate' but my playmate are also doll makers. Like you." He seems sad about at doll maker part as he hand you a white thread for the eyes. "I'm very shock to see you not having a drawback you know." You pause as you look at him, what he meant by those words. "the reason why darling dolls are expensive and only the rich are able to afford one is because the doll maker put their life in the thread to create one. To create a form for dolls that are gifted to be able to become human. Dolls that human children would love to play with obliviousness yet they leech on human for love and care to finally reach their true goal: to be a true human. Why do dolls wish to be human if them them being a doll makes them immortal? Many questions confuse me but maybe I'll find the answer one day..."

"What "you once again taken back by the info you just learn just now. You sigh, your brain is over loaded with the fact and just continue to sewing the doll face. The fact your learning about that creating darlings dolls means giving part of your life to them to make them special than the rest don't seems to freeze you anymore.

Maybe because this whole thing is a dream.

A dream...???

Is this really a dream???

Then what is your REALITY?

"My head hurts." You grumble as you pause on your work. "Ahaha. well I shouldn't force too much information for you huh. Maybe I'll tell about other things in different days. Since we still have a job st the moment." Kanata reach out to pat you head before he call someone to bring food for you two, soon someone arrive and it's Madara. " Mama is here! You two seems to be tackling something important ~ do you not mind if I joined in?" He brought some refreshments as he enter the door. You reach out to take a sip of the juice as you felt your minf went dry from all the things you learn. "Woah thank you very much for the drink." You drink the whole content of the glass in one gulp.

The cold liquid felt like you really drink it in reality.

Reality...????

"Agh..." You felt confuse of everything again. "I think you should rest for a bit. Mama don't think your well enough to continue since you two talks about important shocking matter just now." Madara seat beside you and force you lay in his lap to sleep, feeling drained from the information you happily slept.

...

When you open your eyes to reality you saw a blurry image of Madara looking hopeless at you as he out down the thing his holding to the bed side table. The surrounding tells you it's already so late in the night."...???' you still felt weak.

"Your still running a fever, I did made you drink some medicine just now. You should return to sleep, so when you wake up later your back into shape." He check your temperature as he put his forehead against yours. Somehow the memories of that dream mix with your reality flash in your mind.

"I have an odd dream... young child Kanata... Said creating darling dolls is putting your life on the thread just now." You mumble your dream as if it's fine to tell to Madara. He pause from fixing your hair and hopeless chuckle.

"A dream you say... Ahaha. Mama wish it's just a dream and not a memories of your childhood, your reliving." He covers your eyes forcing you to not see his facial expressions in that moment. Feeling drowsiness come into you again, you awaken into your dream again.

...

"It's done! Ehehe!" You smile proudly as you held the finish doll in your arms. On your hold is a doll with wide blue eyes full of innocent and determination and fluffy red hair, facial features that greatly remind you of a certain someone yet you cannot gasp who it was. "Yey." Kanata clap his hand slowly as he enjoy the moment with you. "We should hurry to do the next part and send him to his new home~" He added as he held a soul before you as you hold the doll at hand. You two then held the two against one another, a thought come in mind as you held the doll. You wonder if dolls could age like ordinary human. Won't it be great? From a baby to being adult.

Through not tied with the age of 'owner' since darling dolls are often desire because they want a child in their family or it's the order by default that Kanata always says why they selected certain family to have one, other than the high price of having one. It's difficult to casually get one since there's a price to own one.

"Waaa waaa." Your eyes widen as the scene before you, like the first time it's still so magical but the doll become someone not of your age but one year old baby. "Duuduu." The baby on your arms suck his thumbs before he smile so bright, it blinded you.

"... I think I just seen an angel!" Your not really close to babies but this baby is very cute. Maybe it's your child mind that think his very cute! You held the precious ball of innocent in your arms, being careful not to drop him.

"Ah... The doll is label prince of innocent. Babies are innocent. i guess there aren't any mistake..." Kanata look at the notes that have the list of darling dolls that are supposed to be made since long ago till his job ended. " MC...your having a nosebleed." You hear Kanata point out. " What you mean, this isn't anime Kanata. And I'm not--..." You felt faint and headache.

" Oops. Good thing mama caught you." You lost balance but you carefully hold the doll child on your arm but before you fallen to the ground, Madara who suppose to ask how's the work, arrive on time to caught you before you slam your head to the mat.

"Ah MC starting to have a drawback... Maybe because hiiro is a batch leader? Batch leader are very difficult to make... Having to make two in a row is amazing and quite troublesome already...." You hear Kanata says as he worriedly look at you as you lay in Madara lap, still holding the doll with a label innocent prince.

"Hwioo" the baby wave at you and hugging you close with his chubby arms. You giggle how cute he is. "welp... Time to send him to his home." After a long rest, you all part ways from the doll who have wave goodbye to you as his new 'family' taken him in are from a very far place. Through he start crying when you too far from one another.

"Wuuwwuu." He cried but you can't do anything but partway from him, maybe one day you'll see each other again. "What do you think the usual reaction of people who learn about darling dolls uniqueness?" Madara ask you as the three of you enter the house again. "Hmm? Werent the one who ask for darling dolls know that fact?"

"Well, some darling dolls are randomly made and let out to the world to find their true home and owner on their own." He jump over the rocks in the mini pond in the backyard. "Hmm... There's cases like that since some people won't take a suspicious looking dolls on their own. I'm too once a doll looking for a home."

" The doll maker would often put a shabby street store in the side road, just to make sure dolls would have a home. Many have taken the dolls in because they seems cheap at the very beginning. The fact that those dolls are unique only been known when a young child who seen dolls become human in front of his cannot keep his mouth shut, you should know that darling dolls usually only show their human form if they thought the human is the right person...maybe they made a bad choice at that time... Because There's was an issue that time that lead the doll maker to stop making dolls for a while."

" Through its fix when this family discovered such magical creatures like 'darling doll' exist means it's a gift from the person, the human creator. They went and fix the mess the child made. As well talk to the doll maker to continue making more dolls because some family would pay a lot to have a darling doll to replace a child they can never have... You know those people who can't give birth or don't want to yet want a child as well have money?" Kanata look at the fish in the ponds.

"There's a lot of people like those... But sadly the doll maker life is at it's end. He made too many dolls and sewn many thread that cost his life. At that time it's over 10 or so dolls Already... " He tried to count but he seems to not remember how much.

" Yet there still more dolls he should make because darling dolls --are dolls with the souls of unfortunate. Who can't born as human. He made a list actually. It's my task to find a doll maker to continue his work." He gesture the notes he always check when your making one.

"Since doll maker life is at it's end. He left a will that this family happily assist since the very beginning to this day. This family become well known and-" "it become a cult" Madara added with a chuckle. ".. a cult." kanara agreed with a smile.

"Then generation of doll maker continue his will. Then there's you now. The present doll maker. You'll continue to create dolls till you die..." Kanata tragically smile. "One hell to another huh." You mumble.

"I don't want you to die, but your doing so good in your job. It's like I'm seeing the first doll maker in you~" he stood up and held your hand against his cheeks. "Since MC know the secret of dollmaker. Do you hate this place now?" He felt sad but telling you the truth earlier than it be too late seems a better choice than he did last time around.

He never told the previous oblivious doll makers about the truth till their last breath. Because they all sign into the job for it pay so well. They made dolls because it's a job and not because they love the dolls. They all care about the money, they dont even know what to call Kanata but a God. But you know his name that was given to him by his creator.

A child who seems to know so well, love dolls so dearly yet oblivious about the horror of making a darling doll. "I don't know. But you guys seems very fun to be around than that place. I will stay since I don't have a place to return too." You said as you decided to stay in that place to create more than three dolls including the two you already made. Staying in that place for 3 years but fallen ill again.

Madara worries your making too many dolls that your going to end your life so young. He who is made a role to be a mama for you, made a choice that would lead you to not trust him anymore. To break a taboo, maybe it well free you from such place. The taboo is to let Kanata out of the captives of the house to the world to see how human lives on his own.

He suggested it to you seen you wanna know how to repay Kanata being helpful to you. But the moment you enjoyed the moment outside, the family went ballistic and made a choice to throw you back to the orphanage because they don't want their god to mangel with normal humans or be dirtied by the outside world.

Maybe that's why your the only human 'playmate' of Kanata. Taking their God is first priority than making more dolls. They could still hire another doll maker to take your place.

Since they fear you will leak out the truth about darling dolls, they made a wish to Kanata who cant reject the wishes of his followers to erase your memories. Even how much he can't help but like the idea, as the fact that if you continue to be a doll maker, your life would end in the blink of an eye.

He wish to see you live longer, long enough to continue to stay and play with him and call his name again. Maybe not as a doll maker or a playmate but a friend.

At the moment he grant the wish to erase your memories, he too wish to see you live a long and healthy life.

He hold you one last time and remember his creator who said from long time ago, they are made from the blessing of a blue star. Like a shooting star that one can grant a wish. All dolls like him can wish for one thing that would be granted.

He wonder if he too is able to wish for something as he granted many wish, can he too wish for something for his own selfish desire? He thought as he watch you being sent back to the orphanage you always said you hated.

As you part ways from those two, you slowly enter a deep dreamless sleep.

...

Madara look at you before he exit the app that's showcase the live concert of Alkaloid, their debut concert from the phone. His suppose to watch the scene in live action with you, a reason he come to the cafe is to joined you to watch your favorite batch become idols--who are all oblivious to the fact of what happened to you.

Yet yesterday you fainted because you tried to do something you shouldn't. Making darling dolls is one thing. Making dolls for haunted dolls is another way to die young.

"I'm going to have white hair out of worry of you my child." He felt hopeless. But his glad your just sick and running a fever. "Madara-han I brought some wet towels." Kohaku who is supposed to be in the crazy:b concert that would be held in an hour is here instead.

"Shouldn't you be at your unit? Your leader after all asking for trouble again as order of the snake." He takes the towel and exchange the dry one from your forehead.

"...do you know MC-han before?" Kohaku who thought of many things and how to ask the questions that's bugs his mind for a long while now.

"Hmm. Shouldn't you also know them? You and I are under one dollmaker after all." Madara cross his legs as he look at kohaku amused by the partner of his being oblivious about the fact. Kohaku eyes widen in realization.

He was the last doll you made before your taken back to the orphanage.

"I don't remember much, is that why I'm different from other crazy:b dolls?" He remembers that his 'parent' won't tell him more about the person they gotten him from they said darling dolls are from a blue star. Nothing more is needed to be learn. His lock up on his family house as far as he can remember, loved by his parents and older sister he don't question things.

"Well MC is unique doll maker, they somehow manage to create dolls that don't relay on the age of their owner and age from a young infant to a young adult, somewhat able to stay human far longer than the dolls made by others...

Maybe because they made the dolls full of love unlike the previous people who made dolls for money." He thought about it. Through he did made sure he won't suddenly become a doll out of nowhere by becoming an idol.

"...btw, your phone been ringing quite a lot. It's time for you to run and be an idol don't you think? I'll look after MC while you all out." Madara is quick to change the topic which made kohaku curse under his breath and run off the house as Rinne is threatening him on the phone if he don't come to the live right now, through the person on the orher line is no better as his busy running to the concert hall from a gambling house. Left alone with you, Madara smile drop as he stood up and take two darling dolls body from beneath the bed.

"Hey! Let go of aniki!" One of the twins say trying to bite Madara hand for manhandling them. "Wuwuu. MC~! this person is a bully!" The older of the twin cried crocodile tears as Madara swing them like yoyo in midair.

"Now, now you two shouldn't scream in front of a sleeping person." Madara tell the two as he tried to bring the two off the room. But he is stopped and the two disappear from his hand and return to your side.

"Bleeeh. You can't part us from mc~" the oldest stick his tongue out to Madara. "You don't know a thing or two about haunted dolls huh?" The youngest smirk cheekily at the humanoid doll.

"MC is our human, we will stay with them as long as we want~ " the twins did some happy dance on top of your sleeping form.

"Hehe...tickles..." You giggle on your sleep as you reach out to the two to hug them. The two happily let you hug them.

"Oh... my dumb child is like a trouble magnet... I'll have a word with you two next time then. " Madara wanted to have a long talk with the twin but there still next time.

"Oh well..." He poof back to his plush form and went to your slide. As if sensing the fluffy mofumofu you quickly hug him as well. Smiling on your sleep, the four of you happily sleep.

A/N: to answer ya question in short term. They are like normal expensive as hell Collectors item to people who don't know them as darling dolls. Yes they are not named darling dolls before.

They would show their uniqueness when they think your the right person because one already failed and made an issue about the dolls being witchcraft and First doll maker is cancelled by twitter (get slapped).

cult of kanata Shinkai did continue the doll maker legacy because they made Kanata their god, who want to continue the job that the doll maker isn't able to finish.

PS: yes technically you did time travel in this chapter. To why is that: well your RELIVING your memories you forget but you somehow possess your old self and think everything as a dream???

PSS: yes Madara, hiiro and Kohako who are able to stay human far longer than others is made by you. (What a plot twist)

No... I don't know if I'm making sense anymore. I hope it still does. *Trying to make patches for plot holes.

In a good note: AOI TWINS JOINED YA harem TEAM.

GOTTA CATCH THEM ALL ÙWÚ

[acacia-may]

Lorelei Swallow

(Art Left from Faelion's Avatar Creator Picrew (she is much younger here, obviously, but she is really about the same age as Henry and Gordon 😅); Art Right from Roiworld™️ Regency Doll Maker).

Lorelei Swallow

Lorelei is David's bright, sunny, and extroverted "Big Sis," and Henry Legolant's fiancée from a betrothal arranged by their parents that they both end up actually wanting in the end. Though she is a little bit clumsy and quirky, she is naturally cheerful, open-minded, and kindhearted and has a great sense of humor and a warm, friendly nature that makes her very popular even amongst the most serious curmudgeons. 💖

Birthday: June 12th

Magic: Lucky Magic

Likes: Oranges, Birds, Sunflowers, Good-Naturedly Teasing Her "Little Brother" David, Making People Laugh or Smile

Dislikes: Cloudy/Overcast Days, Needlepoint, Clover Nobility Gossip

Lorelei appears in "Lucky" (a backstory for how she became friends with Henry) and briefly appears in "A Family Where There Once Was None" with her and Henry's future daughter, Summer. I also answered an ask about her and made this "My Ship In 5 Minutes" post about her & Henry.

Fun Facts Under the Cut 💙 (Warning: Spoilers for the Spade Arc)

Lorelei is David’s “Big Sis," and they're very close. Technically they’re cousins, but Lorelei was orphaned and raised by David’s parents from the time she was around 10, so David basically grew up with her as a big sister since he was around 4 or 5 when she came to live with them.

Lorelei has “Lucky Magic.” It’s similar to David’s dice magic in that it changes things just slightly in her favor. For instance, when she trips, she falls on soft ground or ends up catching her balance on conveniently placed things or when she gets lost, she ends up stopping to ask for directions at the location she was trying to get to in the first place. Lorelei's magic is extremely weak though, and, as such, her grimoire is very small and thin.

On account of her weak mana, Lorelei is not a magic knight herself; however, she loves to visit David at the Golden Dawn's Headquarters. Since she has such a naturally cheerful and sunny personality, she often tries to make a game of trying to get some of the more serious Golden Dawn members to smile. For instance, she once got Alecdora Sandler to smile by asking him about his favourite memories of Captain Vangeance. She has not succeeded in getting Yuno, Langris, or Letoile (who she ‘not-so-secretly’ ships with David) to smile yet, but she’s working on it.

Before her parents died, they had arranged a marriage for her with Henry Legolant. The Swallows and the Legolants considered it a win-win because Lorelei's parents were ashamed of her lack of mana/magical ability and Henry's parents were worried they’d never marry Henry off and their noble line would die out because of his curse. However, his curse didn’t affect Lorelei much since she had weak mana to begin with.

Henry and Lorelei used to play together quite a bit when they were little. Lorelei never saw Henry, but he would build things for her out of the floorboards and tiles in the house and she’d guess what they were. She was always very fond of Henry and considered him a dear friend, and Lorelei was Henry’s only friend, for a long time, even if they never saw each other [and I think he may have been a bit sweet on her (in the most innocent kind of way) 💕]. However, when she was taken in by her aunt and uncle (David’s parents), they were much more accepting of her lack of magic and were much kinder to her than her own parents. As such, they didn’t want to give her to Lord & Lady Legolant (because Henry’s parents are awful), so they called the engagement off, and she wasn’t allowed to visit Henry anymore.

After Spade, Lorelei heard about Henry's curse breaking and decided she should visit him. She shows up randomly and unannounced at the Black Bulls’ hideout introducing herself as Henry fiancée much to everyone’s confusion (and probably Captain Yami’s "Oh hell no—we’re not doing this again" 😂) She’s really just there to tell Henry how happy she is that’s she has heard he is cured now, and also because she has been curious about her friend she has never seen. Unfortunately, because she has never actually seen Henry before, she accidentally though well-meaningly mistakes almost every other man on the squad for him 😅(while he avoids her for a little bit because he's Henry and he's shy. Poor thing.)

Eventually, Henry and Lorelei end up getting married because they actually love each other and that's what they want for themselves. (Her aunt, uncle, and David are incredibly supportive as are all of the Black Bulls, of course). They have five children together, the eldest of whom is Summer.

Lorelei has a strong maternal streak and has always wanted to have children. She is a wonderful mother to the kids she has one day.

Lorelei is incredibly clumsy and has a tendency to unintentionally trip over, run into, or break things. When she was little and her parents would bring her to the Legolants' country house, Henry (from a distance) used to adjust or extend the stairs so she wouldn't fall down them and get hurt.

She has a pet canary named "Dot" and often sings with her.

[tiredassmage]

2, 5, 6, and 14 from the 25 OC asks for the best agent Squishy if you’d like :3

[25 Character Questions for the Writer]

I need to do more of her story so I can rotate her more in my mental microwave. Or maybe send her to a water park for enrichment adnlfsdflsdf.

2. Does your character indulge often in the things they like?

Not until she’s been under Mor’s influence for a while, lol, and even then, it’s. A process. Where Tyr is a product more of the way he was trained as an operative, Ahdrasteia is - to most involved in her being in Intelligence - a science project. She was never particularly seen as a daughter, let alone exactly given the space to explore what that might have been like.

Ahdrasteia at least thinks she enjoys the tech-side of her work as an operative. She would, perhaps, have done better stationed in the Citadel as a Minder or Watcher, given her talents, but Darth Jadus’s interests in her would not leave the wider galaxy untouched. At least the ocular lenses are good for targeting shots and highlighting weaknesses. What she would probably like if she gave herself the time and space to try it would be, like, a rubix cube. A puzzle she can get her hands on and chew over for a while. Puzzles in general, probably, preferably fairly large ones to give her some sort of challenge. She could also really do with learning to customize her own space, both for pleasure and for better comfort. Not all of her implants were a perfect process and it sometimes produces headaches, particularly on longer assignments.

5. Tell us about something your character finds sweet.

Mor custom painting on her Intelligence-issued firearms, in the subtle places she can still hide when she goes through checkpoints. Sweeter still is the non-regulation customized pistol she’d turn as pink as some of her makeup to admit she cherishes as her favored possession that is eventually gifted from their work together. Quite simply, she’d poison people for ever trying to steal that pistol in all of its obnoxiously pink and artistic glory.

And “sweet” isn’t, perhaps, the best word for it, but once again I appear borderline incapable of creating a Cipher Nine that doesn’t get attached to the old man in charge, so… Well, yes, she wouldn’t use “sweet.” But Keeper’s perhaps the only person directly involved in the trajectory of her service that seems to be mindful of the woman beneath the cybernetic enhancements, stiff posture in briefings, and an almost anxious rock on the balls of her feet. So, while ultimately she’ll still be hurt by everything, it… meant something to see some vague shape of… perhaps not affection. Perhaps just recognition. From someone on the same side. She finds herself genuinely eager to please, for a time.

6. What is your character's fondest memory?

Her favorite will ultimately probably have Mor in it kslfnlsflsdfds. Mor does a lot for deconstructing her instilled sense of purpose to serve others, to serve the Empire, to do… well, to treat herself more like a droid with a set of routine protocols and an Maker-set purpose than… seeing priority in her own feelings or desires about a matter. And it’s ultimately probably something almost outrageously simple - something as small as the way Mor pulls her hair up to fit under her helmet or the unruly way it all tumbles around her shoulders after a day’s work - movements not, perhaps, calculated and thought through for what they might reveal. Ahdrasteia, in contrast, has spent life mostly regimented, almost everything required to be in a carefully considered balance custom coded to whatever task was set before her.

Once upon a time, however, she might have had a doll she used to practice makeup on. It may or may not have been something she successfully smuggled out of the household with her into her years as an Intelligence operative.

It definitely doesn’t live in the bottom of one of her storage drawers. If you know about this, no you do not. If she cannot hunt you, she will track down your holofeed. Don’t test her.

[She is fond that no one ever found out to stop her, to call it "too sentimental" and "unnecessary," as it almost inevitably was eventually called by her father - the main Imperial scientist behind most of her enhancements.]

14. Who would your character never betray?

… Mor. >.> (She’s the only one that’s proven reliable. And who Squishy believes would genuinely try to move a physical mountain for her if she asked. Kriffing Mandalorians.)