#eheheh. finally i can do this shit

[shadows-story-abyss]

[Miscellaneous]

"My problem? Our history aside, you run and refuse to change the systems that ruined my friends' lives. I don't owe you anything."

[fligniuz]

Idk why but all I can think about is how lu is probably the type of bf who’d be so in love and obsessed with his girlfriend. Like he’d be the type of bf who is very supportive of what his girlfriend does. You wanna start working out? He’s going with you to your gym sessions and Pilates classes so you’re not on the journey alone, you wanna start eating healthy? He’s looking up healthier recipes to cook for you both. You speak another language? Mans is already on Duolingo as we speak learning as much as he can! I also saw a tiktok recently of a bf cooking his gf steak when she’s on her period so she can get iron and that screamed ‘lu’ to me lmao

i just wrote this whole thing out and thought it posted but it didn’t UGH whatever let’s try again

YES NONNIE!!! luigi is the definition of active boyfriend!

he loves to get involved in all your hobbies and activities. you like biking? luigi will be doing research for a whole fucking week narrowing down the best brand, seat size, and tires for the kinds of rides you like to go on. def will surprise you with a little bow tied on the seat, like in the ice cream pic :-) his sweet smile. and you know he’s got his own bike to go with you every time!

heavy on pilates classes ORRRR we know he did yoga for some time? would absolutely come to yoga with U! you get jealous because all the girls in class stare at him but you KNOW that man is all yours so you’re not too worried. if U like cooking/baking i can see him organizing a digital recipe book for U, adding new things you mention wanting to try whenever he can (and sneaking in his own suggestions, of course☺️). if you’re outdoorsy, he is too!! loves hiking with U!! is the most prepared when it comes to this shit too, since we know he likes the idea of having an efficient one-bag lifestyle. he brings extra water for the both of U, sweat rags (LOL☹️sorry), a change of clothes in case you’re somewhere kinda messy, and absolutely has scoured some perfect walkers with the best tread on them so you’ve got a reliable pair of shoes! everything U need for an adventure with him, he’s got two bags packed and ready to go, and he’s never going to miss out on an opportunity to explore nature with his fav person. he loves seeing new things with U

i can imagine that he’d like to play video games with U!! i like animal crossing and he made his own wordpress post about the og version for the gamecube so i know he likes it too! don’t know if he ever tried new horizons out but he’d like the summery feel of it and the setting of the island. would set up his own house on your island although he never gets around to upgrading it completely and it’s just filled with fish he’s caught (in that post he said his favorite part was fishing!) and waiting to sell to the nooks😭but i think he would use that one website that allows you to make your own pictures into custom designs, and he would have his favorite image of you guys together hanging on the wall!!! would lowkey be the breadwinner in your little animal crossing family. he likes the simpler, more nature-focused aspects like collecting materials, bug catching, and crafting, while U appreciate the creative parts that allow customization and design. he stocks up on bells for U and is always trying to help U complete your catalog! asks shit like “i know you’ve been looking for that one wallpaper and it’s finally in stock at the shop, you want to take some of these bells off of me?” :-) i’ve seen a few fics where U play mario kart together and he always wins which makes me mad because personally i would be whooping that ass AND laughing at him for it but whatever🙄 (the sex after a hard match would be…well i’ll let U imagine it ehehehe)

i’ve got a stomach bug rn so i’ve been thinking a lot about him being your caretaker when you’re sick or just hungover🥺stays in bed with U, keeps fluids in U, reminds U to take meds when needed, ties your hair back when U vomit, just constantly worried about his baby’s health. tries to be very careful about what he says and how he reacts so he doesn’t make you feel embarrassed or bad about being all icky. never forces U to eat if you don’t feel like it because he understands completely, but will gently encourage U to take some bites of a banana or toast, just so you have something in your stomach

“baby i know you’re dehydrated and probably thirsty, you want some water with ice? maybe some juice? i could go get some gatorade, that’ll replace all these electrolytes you’re losing!”

and when U do have a drink he reminds U “little sips, honey, little sips. too much at once will make that nausea worse”

definitely coos at U like “ohhhh my poor baby” or “i’m so sorry” or “it’s okay, mia cara, it’s okay. i’m right here with you, baby. i wish i could take all the pain away from you.”

sorry this got kinda self-indulgent😭i do NOT feel good

[gummygowon]

sugar | jeong yunho

word count: 2.7k

genre: smut (minor dni!) just another pwp, cowboy!yunho x waitress!afab reader

warnings: dom!yunho x sub!reader, unprotective sex (booo!), creampie, big dick yunho eheheh, slight humping lol, petnames (sugar, honey, sweetheart, doll)

author's note: don't know why this took light years for me to finish BUT SHE'S DONE!!!! and just in time for the cb >:) i will say though that this was written even before the cb was announced so i will take full credit for cowboy!ateez like i literally manifested that shit with this

in your quiet, little hometown not much went on. even the gossip that got around town was drier than the tumbles of weeds that ran through the streets.

recently, however, they were rumors about some lone cowboy who came in late last night. you were sure that the lone cowboy would wound his way into the saloon at one point of his stay here even if he was just passing by. what man could resist a glass of beer?

and you were right, well, you're pretty sure you're right. in the middle of your shift, some tall man stalked into the bar and quietly sat down in the back of the saloon. his eyes and the top half of his face were covered by the large black cowboy hat that he wore leading everyone curious as to what he looked like.

"do ya think that's him?" you ask your coworker miyeon as the two of you wipe down glasses and cups behind the bar.

"the mysterious cowboy who wandered into town last night?" she asks leading you to nodding, "well, let's look his tall man sitting in the back of a saloon and everyone is looking at him like he has horns growing out of his head so i assume so."

rolling your eyes at miyeon's sassy response, you find yourself taking a peek to look at the new visitor. from where you're standing and with the man's big cowboy hat blocking eighty percent of his face, your curiosity grew to as what he looked like. did he have a scar on his face? a beard? or maybe a mustache?

"if you're gonna keep looking at him, you may as well take his order." miyeon comments on your long gaze on the outsider.

"absolutely not!" you retort back but miyeon is already pushing you out the bar with your tray, "remember to smile! it gets ya more tips!"

you contemplate flipping off your coworker but decide against it and give her a nasty glare as you walked off to the back of the saloon.

as you approach closer to the man, you see him shift in his seat but he doesn't look up at you until you clear your throat.

the man finally looks up at you and you feel your breath gets caught in your throat. the man had no facial hair or any nasty scars on his face. to your surprise, he was well-shaven and his eyes were full of life along with his plump lips that sat prettily on his face.

too entranced by his aura, the man had to tilt his head and raise an eyebrow at you for you to start functioning again. "my apologies sir, "what can i get ya started with?" you ask, trying your best to calm your heart down before the stranger in front of you could hear it beating out of your chest.

he lets out a soft chuckle at your flustered state, "what do you recommend sweetheart?"

your heart stopped for a solid second at the pet name. "well, if you want something a little stronger i recommend our house's whiskey. but if you don't want something as harsh, our draft beer is great too sir."

the smile from his laugh stays on his face, "you can call me yunho, sweetheart. callin' me sir got me sounding old."

your face turned redder than the apple tree behind the saloon. "my apologies, yunho" you say, your eyes glued onto the floor.

another laugh erupts from yunho's mouth as he watches you flush with embarrassment. "what's got you so wound up so tight sugar? relax a bit for me sweetheart, you can do that, can't ya?"

the grip on your serving tray loosens as you let your shoulders drop.

"good girl." the cowboy praises as he leans back his chair, the big buckle on his black belt reflecting as it shines from the candlelight. "now, a glass of whiskey will do just fine for me sugar."

"i'll be right back with that, yunho." you curtsy at him before rushing to the bar.

miyeon!" you whisper-shout at your coworker, who somehow had disappeared behind the counter.

"so what does mister outsider look like?" miyeon asks, popping up from the bar like a jack-in-a-box. "i bet he got a nasty scar on his face!"

"he doesn't have a scar i can tell you that. but that man is fine as hell."

"no shot, he really is?" she asks, attempting to peek over you to get a look at the stranger.

"yes, he is and he keeps calling me sweetheart," you whisper at your coworker.

"he keeps calling you what?!" miyeon shouts into the saloon causing a few eyes to look over at the two of you.

"miyeon!" you whisper-shout once more. "anyways, he wants a glass of whiskey so would you be a dear and get me some."

"i think you should be the one filling up his glass, if he called you sweetheart."

"oh for christ's sake, miyeon. just give me the damn whiskey."

"who spit in your tea this mornin'" miyeon grumbles as she puts the glass down in front of you.

you roll your eyes at her response, before whisking away to the back of the saloon once more.

"where's ya whiskey," you place the glass down on the table before giving him a curtsy.

"thank you sugar."

in the distance, you hear another customer calling you over. reluctantly, you turn your attention towards the voice leaving yunho behind.

"sweetheart," yunho calls out to you, attention fully back on him again. you tilt your head waiting for him to finish his sentence, " you gonna be busy tonight?"

it took everything in you to not give yourself to him right away but godamn it was tempting. "i got some things to do tonight, but come tomorrow. i might not be busy."

you watch as the man slowly nods before downing the rest of his glass. "alright then sugar, i'll see you tomorrow."

yunho doesn't know how long he's been sitting in this damn saloon but he's been there too long and he can't keep slowly sipping this whiskey for another hour.

the cowboy arrived roughly around the same hour as he did last night assuming the flustered waitress he met would have the same hours again but as of right now he was wrong. yunho recognized her coworker and was tempted to ask about your whereabouts but decided against it. he didn't want come off as a creep or desperate.

usually, yunho didn't mess around with any of the girls in the small towns he visited. he was strictly a business-only type of man but something about you was just so enticing. a one-night stand wouldn't hurt right?

"wanna refill on that sir?" a pretty voice asks him luring out of his thoughts.

"i'm alright, i'm just," yunho looks up midsentence to see you standing above him. "waiting on someone..." he trials off, his eyes shamelessly wandering to places they shouldn't.

"really?"

"actually, they're here now." he answers absentmindedly, eyes still drifting towards your chest.

a blush makes its way to your cheeks as you hug the tray closer to your body, "well, let me know what they want, i'll be right back."

yunho only ordered one more glass from you as he waited for you to get off. he had planned to invite you back to his hotel room sometime during your shift but even with the alcohol running through his veins, he couldn't bring himself to talk to you.

once the night had began to wind down and most of the patrons had cleared from the saloon, yunho wandered to the bar to pay for his tab. he watched you gossip with your coworker, your backs to him as words carelessly left your mouth. he didn't know what the topic of the conversation was but yunho did catch some pretty interesting things.

"y'know what they say," your coworker leans into you with a knowing smirk. "save a horse, ride a cowboy!"

"miyeon!" you shout at her, giving her a slap on the shoulder. "we still have customers here!" you look over your shoulder to exaggerate your point only to see the cowboy she was referencing.

"hi sir! what can i help you with?" you ask, elbowing miyeon to get back to work.

a small laugh came up yunho's throat as he walked up closer to the counter with his hands on his belt, "just wanna close up my tab that's all."

"right, we'll get that for you. what'd ya order again?"

"just three glasses of whiskey."

"that'll be one hundred won."

"alrighty then." yunho reaches into his pocket to fish out the money. before placing on them on the table, he leans over the counter beckoning you to come closer which you do, "i can teach ya how to ride a real cowboy."

you froze, thighs rubbing at the suggested thought. "o-okay."

the corner of yunho's lips quip into a cocky smile as he watched you turn red. "i'll wait for ya then sugar. don't keep me waiting too long."

you have never cleaned up and closed so fast in your life. the tables were wiped and the floors were mopped. even miyeon had sped up with her own chores after you agreed to tell her what the mysterious cowboy told you.

before leaving the saloon, you take a moment to fix yourself up in the mirror. once deeming yourself presentable you take a deep breath before walking out.

the crisp, night air embraced you forcing you to wrap your arms around yourself as you look for the tall cowboy. "yunho?"

as on cue, the man emerged from the shadows with a cigarette between his lips. "you finished a lot sooner than i expected."

"there wasn't much to do."

"ahhh," yunho hums as he stomps on the cigarette to put it out, "ready doll?" he sticks out his arm for you to hold.

humming in response, you wrap your arm around his much larger one. the warmth radiating him his body instantly warming you up as you walked in the cold.

yunho made some effort to get to know you to refrain from taking you right now. it was hard to avoid thinking about he was going to fuck you tonight.

when the two of you arrived at yunho's room after passing by the innkeeper who merely raised an eyebrow at you, there was a thick tension in the air as you (im)patiently watched yunho unlock the door.

once unlocked, yunho stepped aside to let you in. the tension grew even thicker when he came inside. it was like a waiting game to see who would make the first move.

with hungry eyes, yunho stalked towards you, his figure looming over you as you eventually backed into the door. "i won't bite, sugar."

as soon as those words left his mouth, you closed the gap between you two attacking his lips mercilessly. yunho fought back with equal fervor, his tongue clashing with yours as he kept a finger under your chin to keep it titled.

pulling back for a breath with your chest heaving, yunho pulled away to your dismay but stayed close enough to whsiper, lead you to the bed inviting you to sit on his lap. eagerly, you throw your legs around him without a thought. your lips return to his in an instant, this time even messier as your teeth clashed with his. yunho pulled you higher up on his lap so that your clothed core came into contact with his raging hard-on. you gasped at the contact, allowing him to slip his tongue into your mouth.

yunho pulled away to catch his breath making you whine at the loss of his lips. he immediately shut you up by leaving soft kisses all over your neck and dangerously venturing toward your chest. soft gasps quickly turned to moans once those sweet kisses turned to love bites. one of your hands finds its way to yunho's hair, pulling every time he added another hickey. subconsciously, your hips began to rock against his.

a tut comes out of yunho's mouth as he stops his attacks on your neck, "patience sugar."

a pout forms on your lips as you beg with your eyes for the cowboy to do something about the ache in your lower half. "please,"

"you gotta use your words, doll." yunho teases as he matches your pout.

warmth begins to spread throughout your face, "please, let me ride you."

"there's my good girl," he praises a smile replacing the pout on your face.

his hands went to work at his belt, swiftly removing the chunky leather along with his pants as well while you unzipped your dress and drawls underneath. once you were fully unclothed, you shyly looked at yunho for guidance who was already waiting on the bed, a hand lazily pumping at his cock.

"come 'ere sugar," he motions at you with his free hand.

obediently, you climbed onto the bed, both legs swinging over each side as your hands shyly press against his lower stomach. yunho watches you intently as you glide your slick cunt over his aching cock before finally sinking down on him. once you've fully taken him in, your big doe eyes look down at yunho for help.

"you can move sweeheart." he encourages you. god you were going to be the death of him. how could such a pretty thing like you be so clueless? it made yunho want to ruin you more.

you nodded your head as the pain in your lower half turned into sweet pleasure. giving an experimental roll of your hips, you watch as yunho's bites down on his lip harder and mumbles a quiet "fuck".

"just like that sugar," yunho praises, his hands snaking around your waist to help him ground himself.

with yunho's praise, you fell into a steady rhythm of rocking your hips back and worth. whimpers left your mouth as you felt the knot in your stomach begin to tighten.

yunho could feel your pussy clench around his dick as you neared your high. he was close well but he needed more to be able to come. the cowboy was patient enough to let you figure out a rhythm but now he needed to cum. the hands on your waist still you for a moment as he guides your hips in a up and down motion. this new pace had you seeing stars as the repeated motion of yunho's big dick breached your walls every second.

"fuck yunho," you moan, "feels so good."

yunho smirks at your fucked out state, "does it baby?"

you hum in response, not even being able to form a single word. god, he was fucking you so good.

the cowboy started to bounce you harder on his dick as he bucked his own hips to meet yours. your moans spurred him on as he chased his high. lord, you were addicting. he could listen to your pretty sounds all day long.

"yunho, i'm-fuck, so cclose!" you whimper out with your eyes shut.

"wait for me sugar," yunho grunts slamming his hips even harder as his hands gripped your waist so tightly that there was sure to be a mark tommorow.

a whimper leaves your lips, warning yunho that you may not be able to hold off your orgasm. "you can be a good girl, can't you?" he groans in between thrusts.

"yes-fuck," you cry out, nails scratching at his toned chest.

"i'm close sugar, aalmost," yunho groans, his fingers pressing even harder onto your hips as he continued to slam his hips into yours.

"fuck!" you groan as you feel the knot in your stomach unravel as yunho finishes. his hips stutters as he empties his load into your cunt.

yunho watches as the cums leaks out from you and onto his lower stomach and he couldn't help but buck his hips one more time. a whine leaves your lips as your pussy aches from the overstimulation. "sorry sugar, you're just too tempting."

you collapse onto yunho's chest, arms tired from holding yourself up for so long. his body felt warm as yunho's arms wrap around you, encasing him in his embrace.

"good job sugar," yunho praises once more, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of your head. "i think ya just need one more lesson from me doll. what'd ya think?"

[pansy-picnics]

A vat7k related question.

What do you think is Hugo's gender identity? Cus I want to hear what you think Hugo's gender is and the story behind it.

EHEHEHE personally i think she’s genderfluid and uses he/she/they pronouns…….I think he was kind of an uncracked egg up until the trials though. like, he’s been in survival mode for so long that he’s never had the time or luxury to really think about himself or his identity….i think he’s had a lot of different disguises over his career though, and those personas are either male or female depending on what the situation calls for so he’s not a stranger to dressing femininely either.

but yeah…i think for a long time hugo just identified as male by default cuz like…what else would he be LOL. if he had any doubts at all they weren’t significantly hindering him or anything so he just buried them with all the other of the emotions he doesn’t want to feel. but like the closet is made of GLASS and this becomes especially obvious when she teams up with 3 other teenagers who are also transgender so sometimes she’ll just Say Shit and they all turn around and look at her like “…….🤨”

i have this very vivid scene in my head where varian comes out to the gang as trans and hes clearly really uneasy abt it. and hugo doesn’t know what to say so he just tries to relate by saying the first thing that comes to mind and goes “oh yeah i get it i mean. sometimes i wish i was a girl but like not all the time yk” and nuru and varian both just stop and stare at him

hugo, getting nervous: …Sorry that’s probably not the same thing forget i said anything

nuru: No i think we should talk about this?

anyways yeah….other than her traveling party giving her some weird looks nothing actually really came of these conversations bc hugo would refuse to think about herself even if you put a gun to her head

fast forward to post-trials though, and hugo’s been living in the castle with varian for about six months…it was REALLY messy for both of them while she was adjusting, but at this point shes finally started to let her guard down a little, and all of a sudden she has SO much free time and she has no idea what to do with any of it. she’s stealing collecting things, tinkering with all kinds of useless little gadgets, rapunzel is teaching her tons of little arts and crafts projects. overall shes pretty content despite everything. So anyways then the gender crisis hits them like a fucking freight train

honestly i’m like half joking when i say i think it started bc they just kept forgetting to cut their hair. like one day they looked in the mirror and they’re like “wow my hairs getting so long i kinda look like a girl lol. Wait”

AND AS FUNNY AS IT IS ITS SO. WILDLY UNFAMILIAR TO THEM. like all of a sudden theyre SO insecure for as far as they can tell, NO reason and it drives them CRAZY. i dont even think that hugo dislikes their masculine features after coming out, i think they embrace them if anything but its just like…going from 0 to 100 so fast and suddenly being so hyper aware of themselves in a way that they NEVER were before…having to realize that they’re definitely Not cis. it’s fucking TERRIFYING!!!

not to mention it hits him all at once during a time when he’s still frankly really paranoid about him and varian’s relationship, and he’s kinda walking on eggshells bc deep down he’s convinced that var’s just gonna get tired of him eventually and kick him out. its like he’s just waiting for the final nail in the coffin despite the fact that there is literally no coffin.

All that being said i think it takes him a while to work up the courage to talk to varian about it. and he knows he won’t like. hate him for being trans or anything (I sure hope he wouldn’t, at least, seeing as he is literally also trans) but varian’s already done SO much for him and helped him through literally everything already….he doesn’t want to burden him any more than he already has. he also cant comprehend that someone can just Like him, like, as a person, so he’s convinced himself that varian must see something specific in him right now and he’s afraid that if he changes himself drastically in any way then whatever varian saw in him just. won’t be there anymore. If that makes sense

as for who he actually goes to first- honestly i think it’d have to be lance. at least in my head lance was the first person hugo really started to bond with aside from varian….he didn’t start letting his guard down with rapunzel until quite a while after that. also i think he’s worried that if he tells rapunzel she’d end up accidentally spilling something to varian (which is like. Valid bc she’s a horrible liar) he’d definitely write a letter to nuru, too, but nuru is also in another kingdom, and that message takes a while to get to her, so it’s more something they talk about after the fact

when he finally does get a letter back after dumping this revelation on her it’s just like

“dearest hugo. upon reading your letter i desperately wanted to tell you that i told you so, but i realize that would be in poor taste, seeing as you are clearly struggling right now. Moreover,-“ /j

regardless of who she tells first, they obviously all support her and encourage her to talk to varian as well…And ofc varian hypes her up to no end when she finally does. i wanna say it’s a sweet emotional scene but i feel like varian was also under the assumption that she figured out the gender thing like a year ago /j

hugo: ,,,,so like. i don’t think i’m a guy

varian: . yeah?

hugo:

hugo: TFYM “YEAH”?????!!!!???

varian: D. DID WE NOT ALREADY KNOW THIS?

hugo: ,???? NO???!!???!

jokes aside though as soon as hugo does decide he wants to explore his presentation more varian immediately consults rapunzel who gets WAY too excited about it and it kind of scares hugo a little bit. /j like Do you want to cut your hair? Dye it? Do you want new piercings? TATTOOS????

they eventually just settle on getting her a few new pieces to add to her wardrobe and that works out fine. varian sees his girlfriend in a dress and loses his mind etc etc. All is right in the world

[aychama]

Does Nari have anyone, servants, peasants, or other rich Noblemen/Women, try to marry or start some kind of relationship him?

Nope! Well this whole thing you are asking is a big spoiler for the au but-

Narinder has big rumors going around him all the time.

"I heard he has the same face/eyes as the ancient God of Death! How unlucky! Better not get involved with him."

His face/eyes are his most talked about infamous features + his powers as a king are sealed away. He is seen as inferior to some noble families who have a lot of control over kingdoms. He is not as desirable as others. He will get intruduced to someone named Chelsea at the masquarade chapter tho...

But people would rather propose to the other kings instead.

People are scared to propose to Shamura but they still do get them, mostly to flatter and to get on Shamura's good side.

Leshy is a newly "crowned" king (he had the crown as a child but was finally given all the duties as a king recently) so he gets a many proposals.

Heket has a lot of people basicly waiting at the door for her as well.

Kallamar already has many spouses and a lot more marriage proposals lol. He does get some nobles pushing their luck and bother him to have Heket married more tho. Which annoys him.

Because, oh people want to marry me? Eheheh, so many people liiike me 🌟 huh? Heket? Why are you bothering me about her when you can talk about me instead?

Or

He gets bothered by it because he wants to spend time with his spouses but these people wont stop pestering him!

"Sister please choose someone to marry so I can get a day to breathe."

"Eat shit and die."

":0"

[todoroklee]

Boo 👻

Uhm uhm uhm- I haves a request, I’m literally feeding off of Denki tickle fics rn and I know that’s not a character u normally do buttt you can use any Ler/lee you want with him ^^ I just ask for no foot tks pleaseeee

Okay im flustered enough writing this, bye bye now

YES I WOULD LOVE TO WRITE A DENKI FIC OMGGG!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ASK!!!! :333

SFW TICKLES, IF YOU DONT LIKE IT SCROLL NOW 😊

Lee!denki ler!katsuki

Summary: Denki was having a bad day, everyone could tell, Bakugou was the one who decided to do something about it

AN: sorry if this is shit x 💀🖐🏻

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It was a gorgeous day outside, the sun gleaming, the breeze cool, it was perfect. Everyone was outside, enjoying themselves!

Katsuki went back inside to the kitchen to grab a popsicle when he heard the tv on, he looked over and saw- denki? Why's he here? Shouldn't he be outside?

Katsuki rolled his eyes and walked over, flicking Denkis forehead,

"Oi, spark-plug. What are you doing inside? Too lazy to socialise now?"

"Just wanna be in here." Denki muttered, an almost...sad tone, to his voice.

Katsuki raised an eyebrow, looking at the seemingly sad boy in front of him, once a ray of sunshine, now covered by clouds.

"Tch, what's wrong with you today?" Katsuki muttered, sitting down next to denki.

"...I don't really know. Just kinda feel bummed out." Denki replied softly, looking at katsuki for a few seconds before turning back to the tv slowly.

Katsuki hummed, shifting a bit to get comfortable when he accidentally elbowed Denkis side. This small action earned a quiet squeak and a flinch, oh?

The grin which appeared on Katsuki's face was villainous, where you'd look at him and know you were fucking screwed.

Denki was blissfully unaware. He was upset. Tired. Eyes drooping as he stared at the tv. Not the same denki kaminari everyone loves. Katsuki was going to fix this.

The explosive blonde sat up on his knees, moving too quickly for denki to even react to katsuki grabbing his wrists and flipping him so that he was laying down beneath him.

"Say spark-plug, you wouldn't happen to be....ticklish? Would you?" Katsuki spoke slowly, pinning Denkis hands under his knees as he grinned maliciously.

Denki froze. Of course he was ticklish. Everyone's ticklish!

"i- katsuki dohont-"

The anticipation was holding denki hostage, forcing uncontrollable giggles to spill from his throat as he stared at the clawed hand which hovered over his stomach.

"oh? Giggling already? I haven't even touched you!" Katsuki exclaimed, before slowly letting his hand fall onto denkis torso, spidering slowly around his stomach, sides and ribs. "Oops, now I have"

Denki squealed, giggling frantically yet quietly. Squirming to try and escape the ever so ticklish touch.

"ehEhehe-! Kahahahat-"

"Where are ya bad spots? Hm Mr. Giggles?" Katsuki teased, sero said that his hips were a hotspot...the blonder of the two dug his thumb into denkis hips, eliciting a screech and loud giggles from his mouth.

"ihIHhahaHa- doHONt!"

"Don't what?"

"tIHiCkle MehEhe!...waHahait waIt nohohoho-" The regret- well....not really regret, but the fear set in immediately.

"tickle you? Yeah sure!" Katsuki leaned down, pushing Denkis shirt up so he could do this easier. Taking one finger to trace around his belly button, one to poke and scratch into his belly button, and finally he leaned down and sunk his teeth into denkis hips.

Denki shrieked before erupting into loud, boisterous cackles.

"crAhAHAP- KAHATSUKI! WAHAHAIT!"

"Wait for what sparky? Wait for you to stop being so ticklish? I'm afraid that's never gonna happen! And I definitely won't wait to hear that laugh we've all missed, glad you're not so moody now that you've had some tickle tickle tickles~" Katsuki teased, nibbling and blowing slow raspberries into denkis hips.

His hands moved down, giving the electric boy's thighs a quick squeeze before pausing at his knees. Grinning.

"three...."

Oh fuck.

"two..."

"WAIT WAIT LEHETS TALK! PLEASE! KATSUKI IM BEGGING YOHOU!" Denki was giggling and shrieking, trying to get katsuki away from his poor, sensitive knees.

"one...."

"KATSUKI! DOHONT!"

"aaaand...."

Nononono-

Katsuki dug into where Denkis knees and thighs met with one hand, the other scribbling into the underneaths of his knees. Leaning back down to nibble into his poor hips as well.

Such a blessing curse that denki is sooo ticklish, well, for him at least.

Denki screamed.

"WAHAHAHAHA- NAHAHAHA- KAHAT! KATSUKI! PLEHEHAHAHA- NOHO! IHIHITS TOHOHAHAHA- TOHOO MUHUCH!" Kaminari was in hysterics, his head dropped back as he cackled, writhing and squirming as much as he could to try and evade the heavenly torturous touch of his friend.

Katsuki though, why not step it up a notch? His explosions were at the ready.

Denki froze.

"Say red and I'll slow down," was all katsuki said before setting off explosions. Not painful, agonizingly ticklish. Unbearable even.

He dug and kneaded into the sensitive flesh of Denkis thighs, specifically where they hit his knees, adding explosion after explosion, the boy beneath him shrieking and screeching with every touch.

"OHOKAHAHAHAY- PLEHEHAHAHAHA- RED! REHAHAHA-" Denki screamed, begging for mercy.

Katsuki slowed to a stop...well, kinda. His hands crawled up Denkis legs to his torso, pushing his shirt up one last time.

Denki was drunk with giggles, curled up as much as he could be, in heaven hell.

Katsuki slowly traced all around Denkis stomach, up his ribs, raking his nails into the divets of the bones and wiggling his fingers into the giggly mess' armpits beneath him.

"kitchy kitchy coo~"

Denki giggled loudly, yet, he didn't utter a word of protest. Just happy, loud and seemingly satisfied giggles dripping from his mouth.

"Awh, denks, you enjoying this?"

Denki actually nodded, too dazed by the tickles to get embarrassed. Oh trust me, he will later when katsuki tells him aaalll about this.

Katsuki quickly took a video of denki giggling like a kid, smiling gently to himself as he recorded the electric blonde.

After a bit longer of the calm down tickles, he stopped. Getting off of denki and pulling him to cuddle so he could nap.

Denki was still a giggly mess to say the least, but happily snuggled close to katsuki. Being able to murmur through his hysterics-

"thahanks...I neheeded thahat..."

"you're welcome," katsuki replied gently, though he'd never admit that he actually needed that moment too...

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AN: I hope this was okay!!! I really love denki as a character so this was very fun to write :3

If anyone has any more requests I'd be absolutely thrilled to take them!!!!

@roseytheangel

I would @ the asker but I'm not sure who it is sorry !!!

[anxious-lee-ler]

Slay the Dragon!

Solar, Lunar, and Earth get to act out a play for Ruin! Things get silly~!

Suon = Ruin (he's not under the virus' influence here)

No trigger warnings! Just fluffy family tickles ((unless you don't enjoy that, of course))

Solar was bored to say the very least. He didn't exactly want to be here, but Suon dragged him here just to be his performance buddy. So here he was… dressed as a dragon with cardboard wings, horns, and a tail. He had a shift soon, but Suon practically brought out the puppy eyes.

“Alright!” Suon clapped his hands together with glee. “Earth, our beautiful princess, is stuck in the tower!”

Earth giggled, feeling pretty in her dress.

“This tower is guarded by an eeeevil dragon~” Suon wiggled his fingers to add effect.

Solar rolled his eyes, but he couldn't help but smile. Earth and Lunar seemed to be stoked to be here.

“And finally! Our daring knight in shining armor is here to save the day!” Suon continued, playing as the crowd as he cheered.

“I’ll show you, evil dragon!!” Lunar cried out confidently.

“And why should I be scared of a tiny human like you?” Solar tried to act the best he could, but he came off as more tired than anything.

“No, no! More energy!” Suon called.

Solar mumbled to himself and did the line again. Suon still didn't seem convinced.

“More! Energy! Let me hear it!” Suon rapidly squeezed Solar's upper casing.

“ACK?! GYAHAHA-! Ohohokay! Ohohohokay!!” Solar squealed and squirmed. He could hear Earth and Lunar giggling to each other.

“Perfect!” Suon walked back to his seat.

Solar did his line again, and this was more satisfying it seemed as the scenes continued.

Lunar scoffed “I’ll have you know, big ol dragon, that I am in fact fun sized! And with lots of knowledge of dragons weaknesses~!”

Solar was confused. That wasn't part of the script. But he persisted, now improvising. “Foolish mortal! Dragons have no weaknesses!”

“That's what you think!!” Lunar laughed, and discarded the cardboard sword and shield as he charged towards Solar.

Solar got tackled, letting Lunar jump him. He wasn't expecting- “Wh- wahahait LuhuhuhunaHAHA-!”

“This dragon is so giggly! I wonder if it likes tummy scritches?”

“Luhuhuhunar NAHA- EEEhehehe-!” Solar squealed out as Lunar scratched at Solar's stomach light enough to not harm him. He started kicking his legs out of instinct to get away.

“Look at that! The dragon does enjoy it! He's kicking his legs too!” Lunar was teasing, laughing like a little shit alongside Solar's squeaks.

Earth laughed at the two, happy to see them get along. She gasped in almost full surprise as Lunar let out a shrill squeal of his own.

“AAA- Solar- Solar whehehe can tahahahalk about thiiiiiis- AHEHEHEEEE” Lunar laughed as Solar giggly tickled under the smaller one's arms, picking him up.

“Hohohow do youhuhu like it, huh??”

“IHEHEHE GIHIHIHIVE!”

Solar chuckled and put Lunar down, stopping the tickling. Lunar dramatically lied down on the ground, letting out small giggles and huffs, even if he didn't need air.

“Have fun with your tickle fight, boys?” Earth chuckled as she walked over.

“Heh- I suppose-” Solar whispered-

“YOU'RE NEXT!!” Lunar pointed at Earth.

“Oh my! Whatever shall I do?” Earth smiled.

“Hm… Screw it, I'll join.” Solar smirked, turning to Earth.

She grew nervous at the looks in the twos' eyes. “Eheheh…? What's with those looks?”

“Run~” teased both Solar and Lunar.

Suon watched as the three ran and laughed away. He couldn't help but pout that his performance went differently, but he wasn't complaining.

[thebenediktmontagov]

i finished words of radiance 😝 (this is a long post beware hehe)

i aint gonna lie i finished a couple days ago cuz i was reading about 150 pages a day ehehheeh and i am so sorry i didnt update yall as much 😭😭😭 once i start edgedancer and oathbringer (its gonna take a while sorry) i WILL update way more!! but for now heres a reenactment of me reading my fave scene from WoR:

adolin: i sure am excited to fight two (only two of course) shardbearers!

me: fuck yeah i cant wait to see adolin fight two (2) shardbearers!!

*five minutes later*

me: HOLY SHIT THERES FOUR HOW THE FUXK IS HE GOING TO SURVIVE THAT

RENARIN I LOVE YOU BUT DONT BE FUCKING STUPID IM PRETTY SURE YOU HAVE WORSE FIGHTING SKILLS THAN ME

kal: honor is dead but ill see what i can do

me: OMGGGGG HES THE FUCKING GOAAAAT YESSSSS KALADINNNN

*ten minutes go by and i realized this is one of the best fighting scenes ever*

me: oh damn this was great i cant wait for ADOLIN to receive his boon from the king (even tho kal deserves one too ofc)

kaladin: AND FOR MY BOON

NOOOOOOOOOOO NO WHY DID HE DO THAT WHY DID HE WHY THE FUCK NOOOO KALADIN OMFG

anyway after the prison scene where adolin locks himself until kaladin is allowed to go i SHIP KADOLIN SO FUCKING MUCHHHH OMG FUCK THAT HO MOASH THAT FUCKER HAS NO BRAINS (i dont actually hate moash i understand why he did what he did)

oh and dont get me started on amaram. every time that bitch was mentioned i was fuming. most annoying character god i fucking hate him

and now the moment everyone was waiting for YESSSSS ADOLIN FINALLY KILLED THAT HO IN COLD BLOOD NO FUCKING HESITATION I WAS CHEERINGGGGGGGGGG HE DESERVED THAT AND WAAAAY MORE IT WAS UNDERKILL IN MY OPINION FUCK SADEAS

alright that’s it heheh it was an obvious five star read im so fucking obsessed with these books and i cannot WAIT to read more eheheh. thinking of starting edgedancer tonight but we’ll see

💗💗

[prince-liest]

I am literally checking your blog daily how the backflipping DUCK did I miss the recent snippet!?!?

It is genius. Bestest thing in the entire universe. I am filled with admiration for your skills. If I were home, I would be screaming into a pillow.

Just how do you make snippets this good?!?? Hahah♡ /pos

Backflipping duck got me, HAHA, thank you for that. Honestly, this entire chapter has been sitting solidly in "there's a lot of emotional fallout here from the previous installments of this series, and it is making me very paranoid about pulling both of them out of character," so I'm really glad people are enjoying the bits of WIP that I've been posting! Now that I've made it through a night out followed by an all-day party, I can sit, relax, and edit the shit out of it prior to posting so that I feel solid about it, hahaha. Anyway, thank you so much! <3 These kind messages have been fueling me amidst all the chaos, ehehe.

More replies specifically on the snippet under the cut! <3

okay I'm DYING over that snippet, alastor is going through a crisis not feeling comfortable with what they've been doing any longer and trying to figure out how to express that and one of the first things vox says when he breaches the topic is "I'm gonna dress up valentino as you and fantasize about fucking you anyway" like buddy!! all horny no brain asdfg they're both killing me omg - ✨

Vox was allowed like two seconds of healthy, genuine communication prior to the snippet I posted before I was like, "Hm, one sec, gotta remind everyone who he is," hahaha. He was, to be fair, mostly trying to be glib in that moment in a way that just didn't land.

Vox says "well it doesn't have to be literally you if you don't want" and Alastor hears "I've objectified the idea of you to such an extent that I'm going to go to such length to still realize my desire to fuck you" and oof.

Hi, anon who loves your writing snippets here 👋 Reaction summarized: “The Emotions They destroyed their cage Yes YES The Emotions are out” In other words: I am ready to be utterly obliterated. Hit me with the emotional weightlifting these two idiots are about to do. I’m rubbing my hands vigorously like a little creacher, a raccoon or common housefly, perhaps. On another note, so happy you’re getting off to a good start in your residency! As someone who’s been below the poverty line for most of their life, I know how thrilling it can be to look at future housing prospects. There’s nothing I love more than decorating a new space to make it feel like home :). I hope for the best for you these upcoming months!

Ehehehe, what a GREAT use of that poem. >:D The emotions really have finallly destroyed their cage. Time to face the music!!

And ahhh, thank you! Yeah, I've moved around a lot throughout my life (including switching houses weekly between my parents most of my life) and I feel like one of the ways I adapted to it was just being very gung-ho about decorating and home-ifying a place I'm staying, so I'm so excited to finally have a space that is All Mine To Do With As I Please without being concerned about roommates, etc, etc. And it won't be permanent, but I'll be there three years, and that's a decently long time!!

[mistyhasbraindamage]

I FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO DO A PINNED POST LOL

alright soo here's just an introduction to my blog :3

⚠️SENSITIVE STUFF YOU MIGHT/DEFINITELY WILL SEE ON HERE⚠️:

1: angst, A TON of angst :>

2: mentions of self harm, i will add a tw if it is in there

3: BLOOD☺ (again, will add a tw)

4: swearing lmao

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names you can call me >_<

name I use most often: misty

nicknames: lemon, vinny, mistygoo :>

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FANDOMS!1! 1! 1! 1! 1!

the one I am obsessed with: SMG4 :3

side fandoms: FNAF, chikin nuggit, total drama, aphmau (I barely watch her videos, im just hyperfixated on Noi, KC, and Peirce lmfao), steven universe!!! >_< (there's more I jus forgor heheheh)

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things I enjoy doing ahdodkfskjdkskdld

drawing, ranting about smg4, making videos, playing roblox and minecraft [ik im cringe stfu /j], ect!!!

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TᕼIᑎᘜՏ ᗩᗷOᑌT ᗰᗴᗴᗴᗴᗴᗴ!!! :ᗪ

1: i have severe anxiety, ADHD, i am on the spectrum, and a shit ton of other shit I need to get sorted out

2: i can be a yapper at some times eheheh

3: i have 10-12 pets- i honestly forgot💀

4: SENSITIVE 😱😱😱

5: I DON'T KNOW MAN I DRAW??? 😭

6: I AM #1 SMG4 DEFENDER🤬🤬

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𝚢𝚎𝚜!! :𝟹

𝟷: 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

𝟸: 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚖

𝟹: 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜

𝟺: 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜

𝟻: 𝚓𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜 :>

𝟼: 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢

𝙽𝚄𝙷 𝚄𝙷 >:(

𝟷: 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚜

𝟸: 𝚜𝚊 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚑 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕

𝟹: 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚎𝚡 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜

𝟺: 𝚙𝟹𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚣𝟶𝟶 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏

𝟻: 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍𝚍𝚍𝚍𝚍𝚍𝚍𝚍 :𝙿

𝟼: 𝙱𝚘𝚋 𝚡 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚙𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 out😔

[𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚙𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝟷𝟹-𝟷𝟺 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚋 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝟷𝟶𝟶𝟶+ 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍 😭💀 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝙸 𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚘 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚔]

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ships I ship <3333

1: SMG34, been a shipper of this for like 5-4 years lmao

2: Mar4??? i dunno im chill w the ship as romantic but i usually portray em as platonic [i hope that's how u spell it 😭]

3: Axol x Melony, SO SILLY WATER MELON AND DED FISHY ^^

4: Saiko x Tari HEHEHRKSJFLSNF

5: Mario x Spaghetti ☺☺

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EXAMPLE OF MY ART!!!

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thats it!!! ill probably add more to this, maybe not lmao, byeyeyeyeyeyyesnkthksir

[gold-rhine]

clorivia and furiventi for the ask game?

i really like clorinde\navia, like when we just got the trailer and fandom was doing boring stereotypes like clorinde is srs dismissive tsundere and navia is being :3 :3 :D at her I thought its gonna be boring, but then archon quest released and oh my god it was so juicy. childhood friends but then clorinde had to kill navia's father in a duel bc justice system failed him, and he asked her to look after navia, but navia now can't stand to look at her, like??? the drama! clorinde looking at navia with wet angst eyes after saving her while navia is cry-yelling at her to leave her alone?? peak lesbianism. navia calling out to clorinde in court and clorinde stepping up and testifying against broken system she was a part of, bc this is the real way to show remorse instead of playing savior? fucking good narrative shit. anyway, top tier, i hope we see more of them soon

furina\venti can be cute, i guess? like i can see them getting along great, they have similar interests in performance arts, they would have fun ehehehe trolling ppl, the dichotomy of a human who had to play god and a god who plays human is interesting. i think it'd do furina good to travel with him for a bit, finally feel free, visit places where ppl don't know her, just learn to be herself and not her archon mask

[boybluboy]

so nat. eheheh.... my bad.

we figured befpre that your favs are shauna and nat, so i kind of wonder about who's third? buut okay.

nat. i don't know what other people think about it, but for me, through out all of the seasons nat is the kindest. like. she was always there for lots of hurted people(like, when she helped misty with ben's leg, when she helped with van's scars, when she was there for shauna through whole pregnancy-shit, including nat defending shauna from lottie's weird antics, then nat's care for lottie after all this bet-crap, i can go on and on), but SHE NEVER FUCKING GET ANY OF HER KINDNESS IN RETURN. that's fucking killing me, that when she finally got something she deserved(=kevin, as a relable and kind partner, i do not like them as a ship, but at least it's not travis or lottie), everything goes down the hill, like, in a second. it is not fair. all of the survivors had their peaceful moments, and only nat, who cared and protected and tried to get them out of this so badly NEVER GET HER REST. WHAT THEE FUUUUUUUUUCK.

...

sigh.

sorry, i know she's just some pixels, it's not helping, thank you.

I’m so damn serious every time I say she needs a fucking break.

She’s so damn kind—just really misunderstood and treated so badly. It really, really makes me mad.

She didn’t even want to be a leader, yet she still managed to change their lifestyle in Season 3 so well. She truly stepped up to the role, even though she had no idea how to take it on. And I’m so, so fucking mad knowing that after the rescue, she completely lost her sense of belonging because no one needed her anymore.

AND NO ONE CARED.

How dare they leave her just like that?

I know she’s just pixels—who cares? But I’m such an empath, and I just can’t stand how everyone treated her—before, during, and after the crash.

Natalie deserved better. So much better.

[ebb-n-fl0w]

Nanaimo wasn't known for having many bars, but there were at least a few noteworthy ones... tonight's choice was busier than others for a strange reason.

Scuffling. Sounds of something heavy getting shoved around, lots of footsteps, some shouting. At some point there was music playing, but someone must've knocked it out- and speaking of knocking out...

The bar door swings open, and out come a trio of individuals- two men dragging out a peculiar woman by the arms, her legs catching dirt as they go along. Not a single one of them was unharmed- all three sported bruises, bloodied faces and some rather uncomfortable looking injuries.

But she had it the worst, laughing to herself as they pulled her along, revealing missing teeth. She spits blood onto one of the men's boots, promptly getting tossed with a heave in response.

"Houhff-! ... eheheh, c'mooon fellash, why'd we shtop, it wash jushst gettin' good..."

The two start muttering to each other, something about 'knocked out cold' and 'she's barely got muscle on her, yet she dropped him', eyeing the red-head warily- said red-head is trying to whistle 'Blinding Lights' with a swollen lip and failing miserably.

"Just go home, god dammit- we've had to drag you out like this two fucking times! What the hell is wrong with you!?"

Slowly, with a great deal of effort, she props herself up by her elbows, feeling how sore her stomach is as she does- "Gimme... gimme a minute. Lemme... catch my breath... ough, I can already feel the new ones growing in, this suuuuuucks..."

"What are you even talking- whatever, just fuck off! You already beat the shit out of that dude, you got what you wanted, fucking leave! Fucking white knights... already scared off whatever chick she was 'protecting'..."

She's suddenly pointing at the one speaking now, grinning so smugly. "You don't get to talk about women... when you're gawking at every piece of ass you see... and you don't even have the decency to take your ring off...~"

That does it. She's approached abruptly, and before she has time to react, a familiar bloody boot stomps down on her stomach- she yelps in pain, clutching the ankle of her assailant in reaction.

"Fuck you- you just don't know when to shut the fuck up!"

Unfortunately for him, he walked right into her provocation. Her grip tightens, keeping him in place as she grunts with effort- leg pulled up, lining her foot right between his thighs-

"Fuck- no no NONONO-"

...

Oh. There it is again. She wasn't sure when or how she wound up in an alley, or how long she'd been out for, but the bright light of a full moon over her head brought her back to consciousness.

Gladyss couldn't be bothered to pick herself up out of the literal trash she was laying in- it was surprisingly comfy. And besides, she had the perfect view of her beloved right in front of her... in a way, this was the closest she could get to being with her again.

"... hey Sylvie... good to see you again. Kind of. Not... really you, or a you I want to see, but... we always just took what we got and were happy with it, right?"

"Oh... my bruises? It's okay, they'll disappear in a few hours... you could kiss 'em better, y'know... if you were... here... with me... again..."

"... fuck... what am I doing with my life? I'm such a fucking mess without you... I need you to come back and save me, baby, because I think I'm starting to lose my mind after... what, a millennia? Maybe? Uuggghhhh..."

After a moment of silently staring up at the celestial body, she finally rolls over onto her side to get more comfortable, knowing it'd be the best bed she'll be sleeping in for tonight.

"... goodnight Sylvie... see you tomorrow."

"... aww shit, I forgot my glasses..."

[cedarbranch]

PLEASE TELL ME ABOUT THE PACIFIC RIM FIC!

EHEHEHE I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED!!

i have... such a strange little relationship with this wip. it's literally a complete 40k draft that i abandoned after the first round of edits, then returned to to edit a bit more after a year or so, then returned to AGAIN to poke at after another year or two... literally i have always planned to post it eventually, i don't know what keeps Happening!! (actually, i'm looking back at it now and most of the sidebar comments i have marked just say shit like "hmmm" or "fix this" with ZERO specification of what to do differently so. probably That keeps happening.)

anyway, the process of writing this fic was primarily an exercise in split pov, distinguishing narrative voices, and intertwining storylines for different characters! it was a lot of fun, i have never written anything else quite like it. the premise is that newt, hermann, raleigh, mako, and tendo all meet in an airport when their flights are delayed, and thus newt/hermann and mako/raleigh romances are born. plus tendo is there ❤️ it features some truly impressive run-on sentences from newt's pov, five bilinguals who have varying degrees of beef with each other's accents, and my darling dear underhyped fave, caitlin lightcap (in small doses). here, have a teaser:

“What held you up out there? Dr. Gottlieb finally hit you with that cane? He was lookin’ like he wanted to all night.” “Hit me? No way,” Newt scoffs. “Try hit on me. The dude loves me. I mean, that’s understandable, I’ve pretty much reached the maximum level of awesomeness that you can pack into one human, but no, dude, trust me, beneath all that prickly pseudo-British exterior?” Newt wiggles his eyebrows. “He’s into it. Totally.” Tendo studies him. “You ever take an intro psych class, Newt?” “‘Course I did, I got a degree in neuro, dude.” That class had been kind of weird, given that half the time they were discussing things which Newt had been diagnosed with, but still interesting. As for its relevance to this conversation— “Then you should know when I’m talking about when I say: that, my friend, is called projection.”  Tendo’s a quick son of a bitch, Newt has to give him that. “Whatever,” Newt says airily. “It’ll be true one day. I can make that happen. Just you wait.” “In your dreams, Geiszler.” Newt pulls his laptop out of his backpack. He can’t use it until they reach cruising altitude, because stupid arbitrary rules are stupid, but he’s got homework to do if he wants to prove Tendo wrong. And he intends to do it. Fifty minutes later, he’s reading through a research paper by Dr. Hermann Gottlieb, and my, my, my. This is some well-written shit. Newt disagrees with half of it.  This is going to be so much fun.

god, i do still love this fic huh. maybe it's about time for that every-few-years round of edits... maybe this time i could ACTUALLY post it???

[get-your-fuckin-star-bitch]

So at the office, while he was away, Michael was basically considered to be a Threat™️ because everyone had wound up seeing or hearing about what had happened to Leitner. Elias being like “oh he just needs some time to work himself out” but in a weirdly sinister way does not help his case.

Jon eventually gets into his own bit of trouble because of the possibility that he could have been an accomplice, has to run away like he did in the original series.

Actually, Michael’s not fully considered a threat by anyone… not anyone who actually knows him, at least.

Melanie’s opinion? Yeah, he was a little weird when she gave her statement to him. Probably evil.

Tim? He’s not responding to anyone’s questions at the moment, and you can kindly fuck off. (Michael saved Sasha’s life with the worms, but he’s not gonna tell the police that he thinks Jon maybe did it instead with some weird mind controlling powers or something. They’ll think that it’s bullshit.)

Sasha’s… conflicted. He has been acting weird recently, but she’s not sure he’s actually evil, she’s actually pretty sure he’s just… stressed. People can change, though, so… she doesn’t really know what to think.

Jon’s. Um. Not there, but he’s SUPER sure the guy’s gone crazy and is killing people for sport.

Martin………………………………………………………….

“It’s… complicated? Probably.”

[CONTINUED BELOW oh you BET there’s more ehehehe]

Nikola, though… oh boy.

Two potential candidates. One of them’s rumored to not really know much of anything, and the other knows plenty. But while both have gotten strong, one of them’s going to be stronger.

Kicker’s that the potentially-stronger one probably won’t actually fit properly because he’s too tall. And he’s all twisted, so that won’t do at all.

So instead, she’s been talking to Jon about the gorilla skin, like in the original series.

Being a super creepy motherfucker and all that.

Y’know.

Anyway, Michael did not get anywhere near death, so Oliver didn’t have to go in and help out or anything, but… Elias has realized that michael keeps getting himself into situations where he nearly gets killed, and does not seem to handle them too well, so he’s experimenting and seeing if he can have Jon be a “backup archivist”, which i’m sure Nikola’s absolutely delighted by…

Still… Michael does get visited by some of the stranger’s gang eventually.

Just “checking in on our dear old archivist!”

(Michael does not feel comforted.)

(He is also not particularly thrilled.)

(Especially when she casually mentions not being able to use his skin in particular, because it “just wouldn’t fit right………….! You understand… don’t you, archivist?”)

He tries to burn her with the spiderweb lighter.

No wonder Jude Perry liked him a lot- (he’s actually now tried to set two things on fire because they were bothering him- but I haven’t posted the part where he yeets a lighter at the other thing yet lol-you’ll see)

Obviously, it’s ineffective… but it lights up her face for a moment before miraculously snapping shut upon hitting the floor.

Or… where her face should be.

Michael screams, his friend finally gets the lights working, and Nikola is gone.

…Fun!

OH HEY WAIT WHAT

OKAY SO

If Michael gets this tape! (Which he definitely would, cause he would have completely missed everything.)

Obviously with a few edits!! But!!!!!!! That shit would just.

Like a goddamn jagged-edged sword getting shoved STRAIGHT through his torso, GOD that stupid bit of commentary would hurt so BAD-

Jesus, Elias, stop trying to make your archivist feel like a disposable paper bag that somehow managed to make it out of the landfill, the hell are you doing, man????

Michael’d probably just try and mirror-jump to Jude Perry or something and be like “hey, my boss is a sick bastard and I hate him, want to help?”

Not sure if I’m /j or /srs, but Martin might be on board lol

Michael’s having more and more trouble with the whole… mirror-hallway trap thing. Although, like with canon, he probably ends up figuring out a way to drag out the whole process of victims slowly kinda going nuts so that he doesn’t actually have to kill anyone, he can just… “bother someone” in order to keep things going.

Which actually winds up working better than the “drive em mad and then whoop there they go” method.

He doesn’t like how it feels, cause it’s basically making a bunch of people go through what Ryan went through, but he tries diffusing the messing-with across more than one victim in order to make it not be as horrible for each of them.

Oh, and on top of that, he still has to get statements.

Does Jon send him the statements he gets (and his own notes on them) after he’s done with them, so that they’re both on the same page with things? (And does it work..?)

And if so, does he get to hear the “dust to dust” one, finally?

*Sound of Michael nearly popping a stress ball open with one hand*

(>:(((( Bruh Gertrude what the fuck)

AND HEARING HIS OWN VOICE ON THE TAPE…

Just rewinding and playing it over and over again. Just to hear it.

It hurts to know that his voice doesn’t quite sound the same.

He’s lost the stutter that he hated so much. He almost misses it.

Might actually mumble the words a little, in a half-hopeful attempt at getting his voice to sound like it did back then again. It works, for a moment or two, and in that little sliver of time, he feels like… himself again. Like Michael.

But he can’t hold it for long.

Still… it was there.

He was… there, somewhere. He wasn’t completely gone… so maybe there was still hope.

(HhhgfhhHhhHHHHHH I wanna hug him so badddddddddddddd aaaaaaaaaa 🫠)

Anyway, so Jon gets taken by Orsinov-

And the only reason Michael doesn’t pick up every time Elias tries to call him to tell him to get Jon is cause he’s got Elias’s number registered in his phone as “old sod” and just sits there pressing “decline” every time the phone starts ringing with that name.

It’s very fun to do.

However, eventually Martin’s the one who calls him, sounding a little bit panicked, and explains what’s going on, and Michael feels like an asshole, rushes out the door- (“hello good morning I’ve got to go get Jonathan out of situations he keeps getting in don’t kill me don’t get killed please don’t leave things on voicemail if they’re important, lesson learned, ohgosh bye-”)

So the Michael appears! No doom threat, just Michael apologizing for being “so incredibly late” and being like “oh good lord these are creepy oh sh- you’ve got a gag on- I’m very sorry-”

And he notices that Jon’s…. Looking at him, like… he wants to ask something, but doesn’t know if he should.

Michael… forces a smile, getting the feeling — based on the last tape he’d gotten from jon — that he knows what he wants to ask about. “Can we… t…t-“ oh, of course- and just at the moment he’d rather it not be an issue, here it was, again, in the way of him getting his words across. “It- I- We don’t- there isn’t much… much time to share… stories.”

“She won’t be back for-“

“I just don’t want to.”

He didn’t mean it to come out sounding so snappy, and winced a little at his own voice. “She…she’s just… a bit of a hard subject, as of right now…”

Jon looks a little bit… desperate, though, and it occurs to him that he most likely hasn’t been able to get any new statements in days.

If he were to go through the mirrors… he might not be able to keep himself together in there. Or he might get lost, or…

“Ask me.”

Jon blinks, looking a bit confused. “Didn’t you say you-“

“Yes, I know. It doesn’t feel good, but if you don’t-“ he takes a deep breath, and sighs heavily. “Please. Just… this once. And it’s all… good.”

…”What was she like?”

Oh, that question hurts.

A string of expressions pass across his face as he tries to think of the words for the things Jon wants to pull out of him. Needs him to let out.

“…different… she- she told me a lie.

I thought I knew… why she was who she was. Why I was… her… assistant.

I- but i didn’t. Really. She was cold… and… I just fell for it.

He takes another deep breath and sighs, but… no, it… isn’t done, is it.

It all spills out, like blood gushing from a deep, arterial wound.

He tries to twist it, to lessen the tearing sensation that the eye gives as it drags the information out of him, but it just… happens. The words aren’t quite his to control.

The Sannikov trip is the most painful to feel.

Once, it might have been a tale told in horror, of the near-death experience of his mentor, the old woman who fell over the side of a ship in the middle of a storm. About how he almost went insane, but that could have been a dream, and she had been saved, and then they had gone home again.

He told Jon all of this story, the statement riddled with sarcasm and frustration, and hurt.

And then he told… a different story.

The one he’d had in that vision, or dream, or nightmare- whatever it had been.

He told the eye what it already knew, and — in a way — begged it to answer him, instead. Tell him if he had just been… a pebble to be kicked into a trap so that it could be made safe to pass through.

He explained his fear that Gertrude had, in fact, killed one of her old assistants, a woman named Emma Harvey. She’d burned her alive.

And then he recounted his terror upon waking up in the office that one horrible night, when the doors had not been the right doors, and had nearly taken him and swallowed him and taken him apart.

How the fire had roared around him.

The rest of the story, Jon already knew, and so his talking should have ended there.

But he mentioned something he didn’t want to.

About how much Jon had reminded him of her, when they’d first met.

And with this revelation, the story ended.

At once, Michael slid to the floor, his whole body drained of energy, fighting to keep itself together.

It was not a moment too soon.

A door had opened behind him. A horribly familiar one, and as it loomed over Jon’s bound form and Michael’s barely stable one, a voice floated through the room, coming from the figure standing at its threshold.

“That was a very, very stupid thing to do, archivist.”

[asteria7fics]

I have no clue how this works but uhhhhh mayybeeeeee butters (or butters when he’s professor chaos) uhhhhh

👻 A headcanon about what scares them

💝 A headcanon about their love language

💔 An angsty headcanon

👗 A headcanon about their clothes

🔪 A headcanon relating to fighting/violence

🌟 A headcanon about their desires/wishes

🥇 A headcanon about what they’re best at

🎭 A headcanon about what they lie about

🖕 A headcanon relating to anger

😬 A headcanon about the worst thing they’ve done

😭 A headcanon about the worst thing that happened to them.

😶 A random headcanon!

(Yes I had to copy paste it to remember the emojis) I don’t think I read the reblog correctly so idk if I’m allowed to have this many😨😨 you don’t have to do them if u dont want but I would love to learn more abt your butters headcanon for ur fic (specifically for ewily if I remember the acronym correctly)

RAHHHHHH -😨

AAAH BUTTERS!!! MY BOY!!!! (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)♡

I’ll do my best to cover all of these!! I never get to blab about the boy with a heart full of magic!!!

Barely spoilers for the chapter 9 of EWILY under the cut, and a couple of other small details I do include in the fic but aren’t really super plot relevant.

👻 - A silly one to start with, but I think he’s a little bit afraid of the dark. I’m gonna probably say this a lot, but after some of the shit that’s happened to him in the context of canon, he gets really uncomfortable being left completely alone in pitch darkness. Oh! And of course he’s always afraid of doing something wrong and getting grounded!

💝- Words of affirmation. I won’t go into any greater detail, but it will all make sense soon enough ehehehe

💔- I personally think Butters struggles a lot with the fact that he doesn’t quite fit in with the other boys. They’re all pretty abrasive towards him still, and he’s really not cool enough to fit in with most of them. He doesn’t show it, but his insistence on still ‘playing superheroes’ with Kenny is kind of a greater symptom of this insecurity. I imagine he was very excited to be included when Stan got Crimson Dawn back together as they got older, probably late middle school or so.

👗- Wears whatever his mom picks out for him, which is why he’s such an über dork. Lots of lumpy sweaters with dress slacks and straight leg jeans that are all a little too short on his long ass legs, meaning his socks are always showing so they have to coordinate with his outfit, too. And of course, he owns an impressive collection of button up shirts and sweater vests.

🔪- Butters is not a fighter, but he’s certainly had lots of violence enacted on him. Bullied pretty bad as a kid, on top of (tw for child abuse) his father’s liberal use of physical punishments. These are all pretty much canon though, so suffice to say I personally think Butters CAN fight if he needs to, he just generally chooses not to. (This is where the Professor Chaos headcanons come in hehe)

🌟- He wants to be happy, above all else. It doesn’t really matter what it is that will get him there, he just wants to experience the joys of living without worrying about the consequences for once in his silly little life. Aah, now I’ve gone and made myself sad!

🥇- Canonically Butters is good at a ton of stuff! He’s such a highly creative person with a massive imagination, and though The Poop That Took a Pee is a horrible example, I think he’d actually be a really good fiction writer! Hm, maybe that’s something I should explore more.

🎭 - Everything, all the time. Naw, I’m being hyperbolic, though he definitely tells white lies to his parents to avoid getting in trouble. I think he’s also very dishonest when things upset him, at least when people like Stan, Kyle or Cartman hurt his feelings. He knows better than to show weakness around those assholes! (Sometimes RIP)

🖕- I actually think Butters’ anger is under appreciated! He’s an angry little guy when he wants to be, and while I think he’s quick to anger when something finally does irritate him enough, he’s also very quick to cool back down. He doesn’t really hold grudges, though he makes a few exceptions.

😬 - AHAHAAHAH!!! Where do I even begin?? Butters does worse things in canon than pretty much anything I’ll ever have him do, though I would argue that inadvertently inspiring his entire class to wage a war over him wasn’t, uh, great. Oh, and shooting that guy in the dick, I guess.

😭 - Again, where do I begin?? I think the trauma he’s experienced in canon sort of speaks for itself, though I also think that though maybe he didn’t get anything quite as bad in the Asteria-verse, the bullying he withstood affected him more than he would be willing to admit. Poor child, can someone please get him a therapist?

😶 - Butters’ eternal sunshine, happy boy disposition is at least partially a front. While he’s naturally an optimist person, and does generally see the good in everyone around him, but he’s not a complete idiot. He acknowledges, again, that he’s not fully accepted by his peers, but chooses to disregard a lot of the things they do to isolate him. As a little boy it was a more honest representation of who he was, but as he’s gotten older (and more hormonal oof) he’s latched onto it as a means of protection, so to speak. The only person who really, truly sees Butters in his most honest form is Kenny.

This was so much fun!!! Thank you for humoring me and sending this, and I hope you enjoyed learning a lil something about the way I portray Butters in my work!! (ㅅ´ ˘ `)