#ever since i joined this community i just feel such a uhhh

[squea]

fuel to the squea hype train becuz ur cc and sims posts are so so good and so inspiring i love #1 sillyboy (affectionate) corn and all ur characters feel so fun and fleshed out it i love seeing them all 💞 u really made me rethink how i play the sims and its has been so much more fun hehe

i dont even have the words to reply to this aside from thank you? so much? seriously times get really shitty sometimes but i open this silly website and i just feel so much warmth. im so glad you like my silly little guys and im so glad youve been having more fun <3 and thank you so much for taking the time to send me this message .

[adventuringblind]

Drive With You Forever

Chapter 4.5: the one where Charles has more experience

Max Verstappen x Charles Leclerc x Lando Norris x Reader

Chapter summary: things heat up between the trio

Warnings: uhhh smut? Kind of? Talks of sexual things, dom/sub dynamics, lots of communication, Max does some research, Charles has a massive sex drive

Notes: This was way more intimate than I was expecting, but I just kinda ran with it.

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It's certainly interesting how things can come up in conversation. How it can start innocent and the become the most filthiest thing you've ever spoken.

That's how Charles feels right now.

He wasn't meaning to say it. He just wasn't thinking when he did.

They'd gone to a club after their most recent race. It's not all the time the female can go do these things since she is merely nineteen years old.

Clubbing together didn't look weird since there were so many people around. To the naked eye, it seemed that they were merely good friends.

But something was different about her tonight.

Max had whispered something in her ear when he arrived and immediately started looking for the pair.

She walked over to him first. More like swayed. Her hips moved side to side in a dress that complimented every aspect of her.

He didn't even have anything to drink yet. And since when did she get so bold?!

They'd had small conversations about sex life. How Charles could join them at some point if he wanted to. And he definitely does. But the insecurities that form in the pit of his stomach make him back out every time.

Is it his eyes? Maybe her lips? How about all of both of them.

Having two good-looking people invite you to have sex with them is not an opportunity that comes around every day.

She's so close now. Her hands spread flat against his chest. "Wanna dance?"

He was already gone.

Max must have deemed he needed a push or something because he downed a shot and then let her drag him to the dance floor.

Max just watched. Eyeing both of them for their reactions.

The Monegasque knows how things work between them. Max had literally sat him down after a few months of dating and decided to go over the entire thing.

Long story short: the female their with has no idea about sexual things unless Max has explained it to her (someone sent her an article about how to please a man you need to fake an orgasm sometimes, Max was livid about it and now keeps her away from reaserching sex online). Obviously, Max is in charge. What he says goes. She is ridiculously keen on putting his pleasure above her own. Max pointed out he learned when she's faking and made sure he took care of her cause she would do exactly what she's told and not think twice about herself. Apparently, he learned that the hard way. He went through the comprehensive list of their kinks. A yes and no chart. Then kindly asked Charles to add his (he got the red pen, of course).

Knowing what he knows now about them, it's no wonder she clings to every word Max says like it's her lifeline sometimes. He couldn't imagine being eighteen and only knowing the basic function of sex.

Regardless, now he's here, her ass grinding into his hips to the best of whatever was being played. She keeps looking at Max, his face and hands moving to lay in different ways like they were communicating by code.

She's guiding his hands now. He didn't realize how awkward he was standing there until now. Good grief he's useless sometimes.

He loses himself in the feeling of where his hands now lay across her hips, on the cusp of touching her ass.

If everyone else wasn't drinking, they would be screwed for sure. Max isn't even trying to look jealous! He's just smirking at the two if then together, probably getting off on it.

She makes eye contact with Max again. He taps his ear a few times. Then she's facing Charles. "Can you take me home?"

Oh, it could be so innocent. But he knows it's not.

He doesn't say no, though.

~

Charles covered his mouth when he said it. They'd been making conversation before thing escalated like they inevitably would.

"Have you done this before, Charlie? Because I've only ever had one partner at a time." Max had asked. Trying to keep the theme of complete transparency with one another.

"I got invited to an to a sleepover at a friend's house right after I turned eighteen. He took me out to a party his friends were hosting. Things got going, and everybody was having sex with everyone at one point. That's when I found out I like men also." Charles laughed nervously. Then, mentally hit his head on a rock. He sounded like a slut.

"Glad to know we won't be completely lost then!"

Charles stared blankly at the Dutch. "So you don't care I did that? Or that I've done this with multiple partners a few times since?"

"Why would we care, Charlie?" The girl beside Max practically whispers.

On the bright side at the lecture from Max, they'd handed over clean blood panels. So he's not left explaining that he is clean and isn't going to be spreading anything around.

~

The girl watches closely as the two males move about the room. She'd been told to stay put in the chair while Max pulled things out that they needed.

Charles looked like he might throw up from anxiety, and she wanted nothing more than to console him.

He'd just talked about how he'd wanted this for so long. Why did he look so nervous then?

Thankfully, Max didn't tell her she couldn't speak. "Maxy-" he turns to look at her. She could already feel herself falling into the stupid fuzzy head space he likes having her in. "Can I sit with Charles?"

Max asses the Monegasque, noticing his now sick complexion and far away stare. He nods to the girl in approval.

You'd think she wouldn't like being told what to do because of her upbringing. She'd tell you differently. Max knew how to make her feel things she couldn't on her own and is always trying to keep her safe. His words bring safety and comfort to her mind. They make it so her mind can't overthink the little things.

You'd also think Max would be similar in this setting like he is on the race track. Here, though, things are different. With her, he has an unrelenting calm amidst his never-ending storm. She can calm Mad Max with a singular, gentle touch. And for that, he makes sure to treat her right. Whether that be going hard because she tried to do something stupid or being gentle because she's feeling insecure that day.

She pads over to where Charles is sitting on the bed and plops herself down next to him. "Charlie? You don't have to do this if you don't want to. It's not like we're in a rush."

"No-" comes out faster then he would've liked and his face flushes again. "I'm just in love and don't want to mess it up here."

She taps her chin with her index finger. "I think if you can mess up a relationship because of something in the bedroom, then it must not have been working to begin with"

"She's right. Someone ignoring a safe word stems long before they actually get in bed." Max calls from the bathroom. Whatever he's looking for is somehow eluding him. "I give up. We'll have to do that on a different day."

Both the girl and Charles send Max equally confused glances. "Remember the stuff we purchased yesterday? I cant find it."

The girl nods in understanding. Max had been furiously exploring some new things. He had never been with a male before and was feeling wildly unprepared for this certain event. He wants to know and understand how things work so Chatles isn't left with nothing.

Things were read. Some videos watched. Then, he made a few purchases. Nex things to add to the ever heavier box in their closet.

"Are you speaking of... lube?" Charles is laughing. She is glad to see him relax a bit. "You realize I've been single for far too long, yes? Did you think I wouldn't have any?"

"To be fair, I wasn't thinking much at all."

"See Charlie! You're not the only one who's a bit nervous!"

~

Charles' hotel was across the street. Thankfully meaning they didn't have to walk far in sweatshirts and hats with the hoods pulled over.

She felt odd not being in her own room. But her thoughts go back to Charles and how maybe this would be more comfortable for him.

Charles pulls a bottle out of his travel bag and tosses it to Max, who catches it with ease. "Someone's been horny." Max smirks. Once again, pulling out that furious red color onto the Monegasques cheeks.

"In my defense, you two are incredibly sexy."

"Want to find out just how sexy?"

"I think it would be a sad waist of time if we didn't."

Max glances at her patiently waiting form. "Remember how I said this is going to be different than when it was just the two of us?" She nods her head. "It's okay if you don't know what to do. If you have a question just ask." She nods her head again.

"Knees on the bed." Ah, there's the demanding Max she knows so well.

She pulls herself onto the bed and faces the two males on her knees.

Max pulls Charles in by his better loop. Then, he leans over him and plants a hungry kiss on his lips. She'd seen them kiss before, but this was different. This was more.

She watched as Charles relaxed into Max. His arms wrapping around the Dutchs neck to pull him closer.

They allow themselves to lose themselves in each other.

She squirms around a bit. Her knees sinking further into the plush of the mattress. She wants to join also. Is that allowed? She doesn’t know but she doesn’t want to interfere with their moment.

Max pulls away breathless, panting both for air and more of Charles. “One thing we don’t know yet is where you fall Charlie. Do you like telling people what to do? Perhaps you like being told what to do?” Their eye contact is intense but Charles meets it and doesn’t back down

“Perhaps, a bit of both at times.” Then he’s pulling Max in.

This is new. Max always says what to do. Max is always in charge. Is Charles also in charge now?

She wished she’d come up with these questions when Max first sat her down to explain this to her. She curses her lack of knowledge. Sometimes she wishes she knew what to look for so she could figure it out on her own.

She fidgets a bit. Her eyes attempting to focus on the two boys in front of her. Was she supposed to find this attractive?

Max attacks Charles’ neck with his teeth. Surely staking his claim with a mark on the monegasque. Charles’ half squeak half moan only confirms her theory.

“Mon Amour, I think are girl want to join.”

Max detaches himself from Charles. His eyes graze over your body as if he’s inspecting a piece of jewelry. “Is that what you want? Do you want to come join us?”

It’s a question about if she’s comfortable or not. She wants to join but doesn’t know how. A simple nod of her head is what she can get out. Words don't accurately explain the mess of thoughts in her head.

Charles looks to Max for guidance on their next move. "I've never done this before. Show me how you do it, yeah?"

Charles just about buckles as his knees. How did Max's voice become that much more sexy than an hour ago. It seems a but ridiculous.

He steps over to the girl on the bed, wrapping her arms around her waist and pulling her closer to the edge.

She yelps in syprise at the action. Her mind takes notice of the difference between their hands. Max has rough hands. Large enough to grip around her with ease. Charles has nimble hands. His fingers are gentle as the dance across her skin.

Charles tilts her head up to make her look at him. Then, he slowly places a wet kiss on her lips. A string of saliva still connecting them as he pulls away.

She closes her eyes and gets lost in the new sensations. Scaqred to open her eyes and see Max and Charles no longer there.

Charles reaches behind him. His palm open towards Max, indicating for the Dutch to join him. "You realize you're allowed to touch me, right?" He giggles.

"I'm going to remind you once again that I have no idea what I'm doing."

"Good thing I do because we're never going to get anywhere at this rate." Then Charles is peeling off his shirt and tossing it to the floor.

Max has obviously seen Charles shirtless. Now, he just got a chance to let his gaze linger. He lets his fingers run through the lines of Charles' abs and grace the start of his V-line.

Meanwhile, Charles has started his work on her. Delicately undoing the zipper of her dress and sliding it off her.

Something between shock and excitement covers his face as he sees her lack of undergarments. "Max made you out to be so good, I guess he lied, qhm?"

She looks like she might cry for a brief moment. "I am good! Max said not to wear anything..." she blushes and returns her gaze to the floor. "He said it might make you want to come back with us tonight."

Charles cranes his neck to look at Max. The Dutch does nothing but wink at him. If there is one thing he appreciates about the Dutchman, it's his the way every one of his moves is calculated.

Charles turns back to the girl and takes a moment to admire her body. His fingers dance across her skin like when he plays a soft melody on the piano.

Hands are everywhere, exploring the most intimate parts of each other. The air in the room grows thicker with every moan.

When they're thoroughly fucked out, Max goes to start aftercare preparations. Leaving the Monegasque to keep an eye on the female.

Charles does the one thing Max told him he does every time without fail. It doesn't matter why or how, but it always ends the same way. Charles could see the obvious look of disappointment on her face as he left.

Charles leans back over her body. First, he starts low and kisses the scars on her legs. Then, he moves up to her thighs. Gentle and slow, savoring every inch if her skin.

"You are so beautiful, mon amour."

Next are her sides and chest. The dull marks here take up the majority of her skin. These ones he peppers.

Her arms come after, moving all the way from her hands to her neck.

Then, he plants rapid kisses to her cheeks, forehead, and nose. Lastly, landing on her lips. The love pouring into every second of the connection.

Max watches on. And endearing and warm smile creeps onto his face at the sight of them.

Most people could never fathom this working, but here they are. They love each other endlessly. They hold respect for each other. It's something that not many people have.

Her father may have wanted her heart to himself, but it found them, and that's all that matters.

~

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Tags: @styles-sunflower @purplephantomwolf @boiohboii @reblog-princess @jjsprobablywrong @Ipab @jayda12

[cdroloisms]

a little ramble about dreblr, meta, and the ever evolving nature of this fandom, i guess?

i don't mean to soapbox, this is mostly just going to be vomiting some thoughts into a post. some recent stuff and a post or two have had me thinking about this fandom and how different it is from when dsmp was ongoing. it's,, pretty obvious that the fandom is quite a bit smaller and less active than that time, and there are generally a lot fewer people actively posting meta and such every day--which isn't necessarily a bad thing, and is natural obviously considering that the dsmp ended almost 2 years ago, but does mean that the culture around (?) meta and such has shifted, as well. it's one of those things too i think that is felt so much more obviously in dreblr, which is an even smaller group within this fandom that formed in response to uhhh being very much considered unwelcome by the greater fandom at the time.

that being said, as is the nature of all fandom, dreblr is still a community of people who are largely strangers who have gathered together because of one commonality: very strong feelings and often very strong opinions on the dream smp and c!dream. and i think when the fandom was more active, the entire fandom felt a lot more like a "pvp enabled" zone, lmao -- it was every other day when there'd be some new batshit meta about c!dream or some stream to react to and analyze and fight people about and whatever. since then, though, with the dsmp gone, the fandom has become quieter -- which i think has allowed some of the variation in opinions within dreblr become more and more obvious? and also become a sort of source of friction.

again, this is normal for any fandom. i'm certainly not here to agree with everyone about c!dream always, lmao. but the vagueing of takes is always more awkward on both sides when it's someone where you share more of the same circles. at the end of the day, it's up to each individual blogger's discretion to choose what they will or won't post on their own blog, but at the same time ... when it comes to the community, just speaking for myself, i don't want a super high barrier of entry when it comes to people feeling like they can't join this fandom unless they've got [xyz] experience or [xyz] takes.

when it comes to actual analysis of the source material, though, keeping meta a safe place for people to say "no, i don't agree with this take because of [xyz]" is important as well, which always raises the question of how said disagreements should be handled. and again, i'm no authority, i'm not here to tell people what to do. personally, when it comes to my own blog, i don't like to post very much directly about any one blogger, but I know I've definitely written posts inspired by specific takes before as well as screenshots of takes from the fandom's heyday, etc. i don't necessarily feel uncomfortable with this ...? but at the same time, i know that vagueposts can be a source of discomfort, especially if they're about your take in particular (speaking from experience) -- so it's you know. not the easiest line to draw, I guess, especially when we're talking about a community where different people are going to have different levels of comfort with what they post on their own blogs and what other blogs do in response to their takes. and whatever.

vagueposting, i think, has been common in the tumblr dsmp fandom for a long time, and especially in dreblr -- direct engagement in the past errr usually went badly, so a habit formed of keeping everything we did kind of within our own spaces (hence why many of us don't even tag c!dream or even dreblr on most of our posts; keeping everything untagged, or keeping the tagging system restricted to our own blogs, limited the possibility of trouble). that being said, vagueing within dreblr has become more common, i think, as disagreements within dreblr have become more and more obvious in the time since the dsmp ended. (just for the obvious example: i think it's a bit of an open secret that i, personally, strongly disagree with much of the common depictions of c!drunz in this fandom. i've written some meta about this before, as well as some responses to meta--which i enjoyed greatly, believe me--but i've also noticed (perhaps coincidence) an uptick in c!drunz positive meta every time i or someone else makes a post that maybe skews more negative. which is normal, don't get me wrong, but also a pattern i've noticed. i'm also very aware that someone the arguments i may bring up as counterarguments or structure my posts around arguing against are based on actual arguments i've seen while in this space, which i'm aware is an easy source of friction within dreblr.) and it's easy to say "don't take it personally when it's just metaanalysis," but that's easier said than done, lmao, especially depending on the tone of the vaguepost and a myriad of other factors.

i'm not saying that i have the answers. or, for that matter, a single answer. the boundaries i set aren't going to be the same as the boundaries other people set, for one, and i have no desire to police what other people do on their own blogs. i do miss, sometimes, the more collaborative and discussion-based meta experience of this fandom when it was more active--i might try to more actively reblog posts (including those i don't necessarily agree with) to discuss this server and these characters, bc at the end of the day that is kind of why we're here. personally, i've always drawn a pretty sharp distinction between fanwork and analysis -- i think it's pretty bad form to criticize people's AUs In General (not that i've not. been guilty of it in the past, but i try at least to keep it to criticizing more general patterns within fanwork; look, i'm not going to claim a moral high ground, i love bitching way too much and should probably get a handle on that but asj;lkfdsaf) but when we're talking meta about the source material, barring shit like. you know, harassment and otherwise abusive behavior, i do consider it more of a free-for-all. at the same time, i know that these standards can lead to newer fans feeling like they're going to be booed out the door for sharing their thoughts, which, i mean, isn't great 😭😭😭 fresh eyes can bring a lot of really cool new insights, and it'd suck pretty damn bad to miss that because they don't feel welcome, yknow?

anyway, this is a very inconclusive post, but i thought i'd just throw some of my thoughts out as someone who has been here for a decently long time. and if you want to discuss w/ me, inbox and dms are always open :)

[autobots-in-training]

Sunny and Sides, can you tell us some pranks you've pulled on Optimus in the past? Surely pranking the prime is hilarious

Sideswipe- Since Sunny kidnapped First Aid, I'll answer this by myself.

Bumblebee- Are you answering questions? Cool, I'm joining.

Sideswipe- What? No! Of all the questions for you to join, it had to be this one?

Bumblebee- What's the question?

Sideswipe- :[

Bumblebee- Oh! Hahahaha! Ok, go on, what pranks of you played my on dear carrier that i love with all my spark?

Sideswipe- I uh. Don't remember. Suddenly. I got.... Hit on the head.

Bumblebee- Tell me.

Sideswipe- :'[

Bumblebee- Stop being a baby, just tell me.

Sideswipe- Ugh, fine. So, there was the prank from last year that went horribly-

Bumblebee- And yet, Roddy doesn't hate you.

Sideswipe- Stop! We still feel back about that!

Bumblebee- I just think its really funny that you had to beg forgiveness from a baby, and it took you giving them so much candy for him to forgive you, and now he doesn't even remember it.

Sideswipe- Please just let me continue.

Bumblebee- Yeah, sure.

Sideswipe- Switched his polish for pig grease.

Bumblebee- How-

Sideswipe- If you keep asking questions, I will never finish before Suns gets back and kills me.

Bumblebee- Why?

Sideswipe- Just shut up and let me finish!

Bumblebee- Alright, alright.

Sideswipe- Thank you. Anyway, disabled the communicator in his office, so he spent a week thinking that he wasn't getting calls, and then he got yelled at by Fowler for not answering his calls. Uhhh, one time we tricked him into talking to a tree after we showed him the Lord of the Rings movies. That one was hilarious.

Bumblebee- Thats so mean!

Sideswipe- Your carrier is so goofy! He's so fun to prank because he always laughs! Except last year! That went wrong, and we aren't going to talk about it, ever again.

Bumblebee- Fine.

Sideswipe- Thanks!

*end transmission*

[artistnerd24]

Oh gosh I’ve been forgetting to check my notify again .-. apologies

THANK U ROSEY FOR THE TAG, I REALLY LOVE DOING THESE AND THESE ARE ONE OF MY FAVORITE PICK-ME-UPS ❤️

📷 What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen?

Uhhh… it’s a cute photo of me in 1st-grade during Christmas and I’m not really comfortable sharing it 😅

🍫 Cheese or chocolate?

Definitely chocolate, I got a sweet tooth that will never extinguish :3

✨ Do you have any nicknames?

My parents and family call me a shortened version of my name and my internet nickname was just Nerd cause I never really had online friends but since joining Tumblr I’ve now become Anii :]

🎵 Last song you listened to?

Nangs by Tame Impala! Not my favorite song of theirs but I was in a mood for it

✏️ Have you ever written fanfiction?

Uh I made 2 so far and one of them I didn’t even finish because the character it was focused on confirmed her death and I no longer had motivation due to sadness (qJaiden 😭) and I haven’t had time to make more yet but once I’m done with exams, I’ll try to either continue or make something new!

😏 Are you on discord?

No sadly, I really want to though!

 💛 Do you have any piercings?

Like Rosey, my ears are pierced :D

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

For me it’s how I see them acting with friends because a friend group and a person’s role in it tells me a lot about their interests, what they lean towards, and just in general what kind of person they are. Sometimes it isn’t really accurate but I’m not really good at reading people 😅

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

Euuhhhh… I feel like I would be a ginger cookie but I’m not sure

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?

AURGHH I LOVE BOTH BUT IF I HAD TO CHOOSE ONE AS A PET IT WOULD BE DOG, I’M SORRY CATS, I LOVE YOU TOO

🎧 Headphones or earbuds?

Earbuds for the same exact reason as Rosey (it’s a struggle for the visually-impaired 😭)

🌼 What’s the last thing you said out loud?

“Highlights (now the rest in Ukrainian ->) are just the most important or exciting clips.” (I know this is weird but me and my dad were searching for the replay of round 2 of a tennis tournament we watch and he said to click on the choice that said ‘tennis highlights’ and he doesn’t know what highlights are so I just explained it and them left him to find it by himself cause I had to unpack)

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?

There is a rock or sculpture on Mars that resembles a human face.

🦉 Are you a morning person or a night owl?

Night owl definitely! It’s much as I complain about lack of sleep, I constantly can’t and then I just stay up and then wake up with back pain 👍

🧸 Favorite place to nap?

I can’t nap for the life of me but I am always most comfortable in my bed so there 🙃

🏳️‍🌈 Are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community?

Uhh… so far, I’m just straight but I know things change when you get older so who knows but right now I’m pretty confident that I’m not gay (still support anyone who is though ❤️)

🦋 Describe yourself in three words.

Nerd. Alien. Cartoon.

👖 Jeans or sweatpants?

Sweats are so comfy, I love jeans too but sweats are my thing you know

🥤 What’s your go-to Starbucks order?

I don’t really go to Starbucks often, when I do I just get anything that has chocolate or peppermint 😅

🧡 A color you can’t stand?

Yellow, 2nd grade ruined it for me

💎 What’s your most prized possession?

… Probably my stuffed animals (If I had to choose one then my rabbit since it was one of the first I’ve ever had and I’ve had it for almost a decade)

☕ Coffee or tea?

Tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea tea :3

🦖 Favorite extinct animal?

Elasmotherium sibiricum, or a Siberian unicorn 🦄

🌙 How long have you been on tumblr?

Just started in December so 6 months :D

🌴 Desert island item?

A working phone will cellular data for an emergency call get me off the damn island before I need to worry about surviving

^Yeah what Rosey said 😅

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

I think space/magic is normally what I go for with pastels mixed in at times

🔮 What’s your dream job?

I really do not know. My possibilities over the last 3 years fluctuates from computer programmer to astrologist to quantum physicist to director of an animated show to storyboard artist and then constantly switching so idk

💙 Relationship status?

Single pringle who is not yet ready for a relationship <3

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

Umm probably jean jacket or those long coats with baggy jeans… I don’t really know, I don’t have good fashion sense

🎤 Is there a song you know all the lyrics to?

Many but if I had to list one then Two Time by Jack Stauber

🤎 What color is your hair?

Brown!

💌 Do you talk to yourself?

Yeah ofc!

💄 Do you wear makeup?

… no but I think I should start too…

🌸 Best compliment you ever received?

I don’t know, I have a really bad memory

💞 @ your favorite blog

Just one?! No no no no no, I’m doing multiple…

@elkyralt @sunnyside-sunset and @bloodpen-to-paper (<- feel free to tell me if u don’t want to receive these :])

~ 💖 ASK GAME 💖 ~

📷 What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen?

🍫 Cheese or chocolate?

✨ Do you have any nicknames?

🎵 Last song you listened to?

✏️ Have you ever written fanfiction?

😏 Are you on discord?

 💛 Do you have any piercings?

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?

🎧 Headphones or earbuds?

🌼 What’s the last thing you said out loud?

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?

🦉 Are you a morning person or a night owl?

🧸 Favorite place to nap?

🏳️‍🌈 Are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community?

🦋 Describe yourself in three words.

👖 Jeans or sweatpants?

🥤 What’s your go-to Starbucks order?

🧡 A color you can’t stand?

💎 What’s your most prized possession?

☕ Coffee or tea?

🦖 Favorite extinct animal?

🌙 How long have you been on tumblr?

🌴 Desert island item?

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

🔮 What’s your dream job?

💙 Relationship status?

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

🎤 Is there a song you know all the lyrics to?

🤎 What color is your hair?

💌 Do you talk to yourself?

💄 Do you wear makeup?

🌸 Best compliment you ever received?

💞 @ your favorite blog.

Reblogs are appreciated!

[faebriel]

pspsps i think you should become toxic, as a treat. release the niki takes (if you want)

-danny

danny i am going straight to hell for this (DISCLAIMER c!niki is my pathetic little meow meow etc etc i am being toxic and c!niki-centric on purpose. i don't use tiktok this isn't informed by like the girlboss niki takes or whatever this is shit that annoys me in my own circles)

the girlboss takes suck we've all been through this i'm glossing over it

people will just not watch her streams and then say "this part of her character came out of nowhere 😒" smartass i don't watch like. fundy's streams but i don't complain when he does something i don't expect. tbh i haven't even watched all of niki's streams bc i got busy around season 2 but a lot of these details get picked up by tumblr so. look ok. like people will think the Only mental health moment she had in season 3 was the nuke thing and it's like. bestie no

semi related i don't think some ppl get what an unreliable narrator is. like. not to drag my fave but who the fuck is looking at season 3 c!niki and going Yeah This Is A Character That Has Her Shit Together And I'm Supposed To Take At Face Value

people Do Not understand how central her relationship with l'manberg is to her character. they just fucking don't. and i don't know how. like ppl will just ignore Everything she did in season 1 and how defense of l'manberg and its people was kind of Uh Her Entire Motivation throughout the manberg administration. doomsday was a big moment for her character bc of that. search for community in lieu of l'manberg is what motivated her joining the syndicate. Hello i am ringing the phone is anybody listening

also people complain about her burning down the tree as if anyone else gave a fuck about it. Like how do i say this uhhh its a moment that was very encapsulated on her stream. like if you were watching tommy's pov or something you might not have noticed it. and that's fine i think that suits how burning the tree relates So Strongly to her internal arc! but why do i hear so much complaining about it then

ALSO THE FESTIVAL. GOD. people will either go "actually c!wilbur orchestrated The Entire Fucking Festival" (no) or "actually he never did anything wrong in pogtopia ever". pardon my impulse to drag my fave but can we PLEASE talk about the fact that c!niki was Going To Get Executed, Was Then Exiled (i choose to believe this was part of c!schlatt's #plan to fracture pogtopia bc copium) And Then Rocks Up To Pogtopia Like Hi. and c!wilbur goes Yeah I Was Gonna Blow Up The Place Lol. and c!niki goes um. what. CAN YOU IMAGINE WALKING INTO THAT SITUATION HELLO. and like WE see c!wilbur hemming and hawwing for like two weeks about how to get c!niki out and how he doesn't think she would be a traitor or whatever BUT SHE DIDN'T. WHOOPS. (honest 2 god some of the most tragic miscommunication of the dsmp don't talk to me.) and THEN he's egging on the pit and like this post ain't about wibler but like if i am c!niki i pull up to pogtopia one of my besties says he was going to blow up the land i was standing on and then encourages his little brother and dads roommate to a punchup I AM GOING TO BE CONCERNED. AND SHE STILL FUCKING BELIEVES IN HIM LITERALLY UP UNTIL HE BLOWS THE JOINT UP !!!! like WHAT did you want her to do here guys come on i am so lenient with wilbur about the whole "left my bestie in manberg" thing bc There Were External And Internal Pressures That Outsiders Would Be Unaware Of but c!niki's feelings on the festival until she is given more information are fucking valid lmfao

also ppl will talk about like exile and the nuke stuff and blame c!niki for not visiting or participating or whatever like,, much more than everyone else. i do think c!jack has had stronger writing since the nuke plot re: tommy but the way that some ppl approach their c!niki crit gives me bad vibes

related point but more about cc!niki: when there are massive delays in lore or whatever bc of IRL things (this is about like sam or dream or whatever) it’s mildly frustrating but people don’t get personal with it, whereas i’ve seen so many people shit on how cc!niki wrote her character in season 2 and like, look, this comes back to not watching her streams but i feel like we should give her a smidge more slack for that period (or just not get weirdly personal at all! just criticise the writing like a normal person!)

like i have seen people straight up judging her career choices (no im not talking about bsmp or whatever i don't care) because of her minecraft character and look i'm not generally someone who says It's Just A Block Roleplay but jesus christ

second fucking disclaimer: i am not exposed to a massive amount of dsmp community or analysis, i literally do not touch twitter or tiktok, these complaints are not gripes with what i assume is the majority opinion across the board (probably the girlboss take, which i have already beaten to death like the dead horse it is so i'm not going through that again here). also i am very strongly motivated by the fact that there has been cc!niki crit around again bc of the elytra stream and michael piglin or whatever which is making me extra pissy re: criticism of her that gets way too personal

tldr critique of writing on the dsmp is fine, critiquing c!niki’s writing is fine, i am just bitching about how people approach it esp when criticism gets a little more personal than with everyone else

[hnychn]

𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 [𝐈𝐈𝐈]

sypnosis : life with your five lovers has been more than fulfilling, but when you're paired with a student from general studies for a project, your quintet seems a little less full

word count : 4000+

warnings : mutual pining, gender neutral reader, relationship insecurities, bakugo tries but. . .it doesn't go as well as he planned, grammar errors and spelling errors, it's . . . a long one, a bit rushed at the end so uhh pls don't mind that :)

parts : [ 𝐈 ] [ 𝐈𝐈 ] [ 𝐈𝐈𝐈 ]

a/n : so sorry for the long wait LMAO- i know i said my bokuto fic would be coming out today but uhhh ahaha my depression hit me full force this weekend and i didn't even look at the dock because i was too busy sleeping, but uhh enjoy this :D

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- WELCOME TO PART THREE sorry for the log wait 😭 life has been kicking my ass but we're not here to hear me complain, we're here for the tea

- so, it's a couple months after you joined the bakusquad and their relationship. and let me tell you, it has been nothing but amazing. 😩 your days are never quiet and they're always filled with some sort of excitement and love.

- you kaminari and mina often get into trouble for leaving the dorms late at night because you want snacks and there's nothing in the kitchens. you become kirishima's pillow, don't matter about your size or whatever, you are his pillow and you better not argue 🔫 sero always puts on some type of bachata or reggaeton or some spanish song and dances with you in his dorms. and bakugo is your go to person to cook with and just generally annoy or prank since it's so easy to get a reaction out of him.

- and you couldn't have asked for a better relationship. you all are so communicative and talk about your feelings often and how you're doing. every saturday or sunday, you all go to a dorm (usually it's bakugo's cause it's the cleanest) and have a huge cuddle pile and talk about your mental states, how you're doing, what you have problems with, etc etc.

- like damn ok i see you with the mentally and emotionally stable relationship 🤪🤪

- it's so refreshing too because sometimes you'll have a tough week and you jsut need to let it all out, and you can in the comfort of bakugo's dorm and you know none of them will judge you because they're all so open about their love for you (and vise versa)

- anyways, yeah y'all got the best relationship

- you never thought about anyone else in a romantic sense because the squad took up nearly all of the space in your heart. but when you teacher announced one day the general studies kids would be coming in to have a joint project to create gadgets for the hero course students, you had no idea your life would suddenly be turned upsidedown.

- you were paired with a guy named shinsou. he looked friendly enough and returned the wave you sent him with a little surprise as he made his way to the open seat next to you. he seemed surprised when you started a small conversation but he talked to you in a quiet soothing voice. he seemed nice enough and you figured the project would be a breeze since he seemed so nice and offered to meet up over the weekend to start up some ideas for the project.

- you agreed and the two of you met up that lunch period in the library to pre-draft some ideas and get to know each other more.

"i'm surprised you don't mind being seen with me."

his sudden comment took you by surprise as you looked up from your paper with messily drawn gadgets and chicken scratch writing to look up at him, "what do you mean?"

it was true you had never seen him before or even heard of him, but his hesitance to talk to you and open up to you made you feel as though you should.

shinsou rubbed the back of his neck and looked away shyly, "so you really haven't heard anything about me, have you?"

he looked almost guilty to bring it up, his gaze falling to the table in front of him as be played with a strand of his hair.

you shook your head. you never really payed attention to gossip around school, your head always too high up in the clouds to care about rumors and gossip (bakugo often scolded you for being such an airhead and ignorant to your surroundings, but you knew he was just worried about something happening to you). plus, to you, gossip was nearly never right and more often made up and fictitious.

shinsou refused to look up at you, "well. . .i'm known throughout the school as a. . ." he looked hesitant to continue but before you could reassure him he didn't have to talk about it if he didn't want to, he continued, "well, a villain."

he prised his lips as if the words left a bitter taste in his mouth, and all you could do was tilt your head. shinsou didn't seem like a bad person - or a 'villain' as he had said. on the way to the library he held open doors for you and helped you carry some of your books to your locker and even bought you a drink you wanted buy but were a bit short of change on.

"do you think you are?"

"what?" shinsou looked at you for the first time since he brought up the topic.

"do you think you're a villain?" he shuffled slightly in his seat and looked away again from your intense stare. he felt like you were looking straight into his soul from how strongly you were looking into his eyes, he wasn't sure if you had even blinked in the last minute.

shinsou thought back to all the times he's been called a villain or a criminal. it was always unwarranted, a passing comment that seemed like no big deal to others but shattered his heart into smaller and smaller pieces. but never once had he ever thought he was a villain - a monster.

if anything, he used those comments as encouragement to become a hero, to be better than those who always thought he would turn to a life of crime. so, "no... i don't think i'm a villain."

"well, that's that."

shinsou could only stare at you, your smile brighter than any star he'd ever seen, so full of hope and encouragement shinsou felt like he could take on the world. he looked away and rubbed the back of his neck, a shy smile pulling at his lips and a weird feeling blossoming in his chest. how curious. . .

- so yeah, a new friendship 🤪 the two of you started to spend a lot of free time together for the project. you would often meet up during lunches or free time between classes to work some more on the project, all the while getting to know each other in depth. you learned many things about shinsou and spilled many of your own secrets, you laughed together over old childhood stories, and played animal crossing on the rooftop during lunch, your project discarded and forgotten beside you.

- your sudden absence didn't go unnoticed by your lovers, and they grew curious to your whereabouts when you would blow them off for the fifth time that week to "work on your project". now, don't get me wrong, they had conplete trust in you and knew you would never cheat, but they were just curious as to what - or who - was taking up so much of your time.

- so, they did the smartest thing, and followed you. after blowing them off for the sixth time, they decided to follow you to your destination. mina and kaminari tried to be inconspicuous and wear disguises, but the fake mustache, black glasses (indoors, might i add) and hat weren't all too discreet as they thought.

- they followed you through every turn and weave you took and hid behind a corner when you stopped at a vending machine to get your favourite drink. but what surprised them the most was you also bought a coffee. bakugo was most surprised you even thought about even touching the can of caffine because he remembered you telling him you would get terrible caffine rushes that would make you dizzy if you drank coffee.

- but, as you finally reached the rooftop and made your way to a hunched over figure in the corner, it all made sense.

- they all saw how effortlessly you and shinsou acted around each other. they could see the soft looks he would send you when you weren't looking and the way his hand would hover over yours for a split second too long before snapping away as if you were made of lava. but surprisingly, they didn't feel any sort of jealousy or anger, it felt like a piece of them had returned they didn't even know was missing. the sort of feeling that walks through the door unexpectedly but it's wholesomely welcomed.

- the "oh, there you are, welcome back" type of feeling. they were happy you had found someone that made you feel comfortable, arguably more comfortable than you had been with them so far because truthfully, while you had felt welcomed and appreciated in the relationship, it still felt like you were an outsider. the five of them had inside jokes before you came and didn't get them when they came up, the five of them had habits special to each other that inadvertently excluded you. and while they never meant to hurt you (god knows that's the last thing they ever wanted to do), they had. but you knew that wasn't their intention so you held no malitious feelings towards them (not that you think you'd ever could).

- but the way you and shinsou so effortlessly opened up to each other, shared intimate details and secrets with each other - it warmed their hearts. so, bakugo grabbed them all by the back of their shirts and dragged them away, mumbling about giving the two of you space. there was a fond look in his eyes as he looked at the two of you he would be teased about later but would deny.

- it was undeniable bakugo held the softest spot for you. he tried as best as he could to include you in their inside jokes and habits but he was. . well . . . bakugo 🧍🏽‍♀️

- words aren't necessarily his strong suit and he could only hope his smaller actions let you know you were as loved and cherished as any of them there. and you knew, you caught on a little after bakugo had a little "secret talk" with the group (that wasn't really secret at all, he grabbed them all by their shirts and dragged them to a secluded spot while you distracted on your phone) and they all started to explain their jokes and include you in their habits.

- anyways, back to you and shinsou. 🤪 he was aware you were in a ployamorous relationship with the bakusquad and he's heard the way you talk about them and the soft airy tone of your voice and the starry look in your eyes; and he didn't want to get in between that. the last thing he ever wanted was to ruin your relationship for his own selfish reasons.

- so for the time being, he would be okay with watching you from afar, the sweetness of your love so close for him to taste; yet too far for him to savour.

- as more and more times passed, the bakusquad began to notice the lingering looks you would give shinsou when you passed him in the halls and how he would always be waiting for you outside of your class with your favourite drink before leaving you to go to lunch while he went off and . . . well, you weren't sure what he did during his free time, but he never brought it up so you never figured to ask.

- when you fell asleep the next time you all had a cuddle session in bakugo's room, they all talked about it. talked about your obvious feelings for each other and the possibility of including shinsou in their relationship. they spent hours talking about it and still talked about it even when the moon vanished over the horizon and the sun rose. and, in not very smart fashion, bakugo was tasked to confronting shinsou about their conclusion.

- which - almost as if there were an author behind all of this - didn't go as well as any of them planned.

it was perfect, really. almost as if the universe had been listening to their conversation and aligned itself perfectly for this very moment.

you woke up that morning with a terrible stomach ache and chose to stay back in your dorm after bakugo made you a bowl of soup and threatened you to take your medicine. his classes ended a little earlier than usual and, sending his lover's a nod, made his way over to your class, where, lo and behold, shinsou was standing near the door, the familiar brand of your favourite drink in one hand and his own cold coffee in the other.

bakugo wasn't sure what he was going to say when he reached shinsou. he opted to just speak from the heart over rehearsing lines with the others like they had wanted, besides, what kind of lover would be be if he couldn't even do this for you? but, what he didn't take into consideration, was his emotional constipation and tsundere attidute.

"hey, eye bags!" bakugo called out.

shinsou nearly jumped out of his skin at bakugo's sudden loud voice. he looked over with the same eyes of indifference he normally had, but bakugo could see the slight far in them. not at his brash attitude (shinsou could never be afriad of bakugo and confronting him before the sports fesitval was a perfect example of that) but the fear of ruining your relationship with the bakusquad.

shinsou nodded at bakugo when he got close enough. bakugo stood in front of him, his hands still shoved into the pockets of his pants, "they're sick."

it was a simple enough statement but shinsou blinked, "what?"

"y/n." bakugo stated and rolled his eyes as if the answer had been written on his forehead (and it basically had, shinsou was just a bit shocked at his appearance), "they're sick and mina's staying back with them in their dorm."

shinsou rubbed the back of his neck, "oh."

there was an awkward silence as the two boys stood in the vacant hallway. bakugo didn't know what to say and shinsou wasn't sure if he should leave or go visit you for their lunch break.

"i'll go drop this off to them-"

"no." bakugo practically growled, "i'll drop it off. go get eat your lunch or i'll make your face an eye bag."

shinsou flushed a bit in embarrassment. he was overstepping, of course he was. for a minute, having you all to himself for nearly a week straight made him forget about the relationship you were in and this was a smack of reality. you weren't his. you were in a relationship with others, other people who could give you nearly double what he could - everything he couldn't.

handing bakugo the drink, shinsou stalked away to the cafeteria, his cheeks still a light shade of pink. bakugo sighed and knew he most likely made things worse, and he came there originally to make things right.

but fate will work itself out. and what will be, will be.

- so... maybe sending bakugo wasn't the best idea ... 🧍🏽‍♀️

- because now, shinsou started avoiding you. when the two for you worked on your projects together, he would remain mostly silent and only input his opinion when he thought of an idea or needed help putting something together. you had no idea why and you honestly felt a little hurt that he ignored you as easily as breathing.

- you brought this up to your lovers on your weekly cuddle session, knowing they would have brought up your downpour attitude either way. what you didn't notice as your face was burried in denki's sweater were the glares they all were throwing at bakugo.

- "yeah, i wonder what happened..." sero smiled, though obviously strained, as he pet your head and told you shinsou was probably just going through something.

- and it was obvious you were hurt that shinsou had suddenly stopped talking to you because honestly it was kind of hard for you to make friends. a lot of people assumed you thought you were higher than everyone else because you were dating five students from the top hero course, but that obviously is far from the truth.

- anyways, a long time goes by and the two of you still haven't rekindled anything and the squad is getting a bit frustrated because hello??? join our cult lover circle ?????

- so the squad comes up with another solution and this time they don't send bakugo to collect shinsou

- they learned their mistake last time.

- anyways

- so sero goes and gets shinsou and tells him you need him for a little last touch of the project since it was near the due date and you wanted to make sure it was perfect. and shinsou agrees to meet up with you and follows sero.

- sero takes him into an empty classroom and it's pitch black. the windows have been covered with tape and all the lights are off. before he could ask what the hell was going on, the door slams shut and the lights suddenly turn on and shinsou's blinded for a moment.

- and he's met with a very interesting sight.

- mina, kaminari, and kirishima are standing in front of him with sunglasses and hats on, their arms are crossed and they have a blank look on their faces (though he can tell kaminari is about to burst into laughter and nearly does but kirishima jabs him in his side.)

- "uhh..."

- "shut up, eye bags." bakugo calls from behind him. he's leaning against the door with his arms crossed and an obviously pissed off look on his face.

- sero is just standing next to him with a 'sorry pal' kind of smile.

- "what is-"

- "what are your intentions with, y/n?" kaminari shouted suddenly as he slammed his hand on a nearby desk.

- "denki- no." mina pushed him back lightly, "that's not what-"

- "did you not listen last night, sparky?" bakugo rolled his eyes and scoffed lightly.

- kaminari shyly scratched his cheek, "i might have fellen asleep-"

- "he did." sero confirmed, "he drooled on me and everything.

- "I do not drool!!"

- "yes you do, it was like a waterfall, 'ki. "

- "no i don't, right kiri?"

- "well.. only a few drops.."

- "WHAT?! and none of you told me?!"

- "well, y/n kind of made us promise not to tell..."

- "SPEAKING OF Y/N," mina interjected into the conversation, her fingers rubbing at her temples as she wondered when she became the rational one, that was bakugo's job, "why don't we stick to the script, boys."

- kirishima slung an arm over her shoulder and pressed a kiss to her cheek, "sorry, princess."

- "right." sero turned to shinsou and crossed his arms, "you have feelings for them don't you?"

- shinsou tensed. his mind was still trying to comprehend the conversation that happened just a few seconds ago and processing the fact that kaminari drools in his sleep. he wasn't sure how to respond.

- of course he had feelings for you, any rational person who came into contact with you would catch feelings. it was part of your natural charm that seemed to effortlessly draw people in and never let them go. in a matter of minutes, you had simultaneously become his best friend and his closest confidant. often at night he cursed himself for catching feelings for you when things were perfect just the way they were.

- but shinsou couldn't help it. you had treated him like a normal person and weren't apprehensive about his quirk. you gave him a taste of normalcy in his world of anxieties and judgement, and he craved more and more the more time he spent with you.

- so dispte wanting to desparately scream 'yes, i do love her' at the top of his lungs, he looked down at the ground, "no. . . i . . i don't."

- "liar."

- bakugo seethed behind him.

- shoving himself off the wall he was leaning on, bakugo walked closer and closer to shinsou as he spoke, "don't lie. we all see the way you look at them, the way your stupid face lights up with a small smile when they're with you or the airy chuckle you give when they do one of those stupid dances when they make food and-"

- "OK OK I GET IT!" shinsou snapped. mina jumped slightly in kirishima's arms and shinsou sent her a small apologetic look, "you know! I'm in love with them! i've been. . ." he trailed off before collapsing into a chair behind him, his head hanging back and staring into the bright flourescent lights hanging from the ceiling.

- "i've been trying to distance myself from them, to make getting over them easier."

- "they've been hurting, y'know."

- shinsou groaned and hid his face in his hands, "i know. you think i don't see the looks they give me when i avoid them in the halls? it hurts knowing i'm the reason they're in pain."

- "so why are you doing it?"

- "because they have you guys," shinsou sighed as it if we're the most obvious thing in the world, "you all could love them a lot more than i ever could alone. plus, they're so happy with you, i couldn't be the reason to disturb that."

- "you gotta be fucking kidding me." bakugo growled and pinched the bridge of his nose.

- kaminari snorted, "i think i just got deja vu."

- "you could say that again," mina sighed, "i'm heading back to the dorms, this is giving me a headache."

- with his arm still slung over her shoulder, kirishima agreed, "yeah, not sure how we didn't see this from the beginning. i'll walk you back, princess."

- shinsou only stared blankly as mina and kirishima left the room with kaminari in tow, complaining about getting some math work done. never in his life did he feel as confused as he did now

- lost. mans was lost..

- someone get him a map and help him please

- they acted as if they hadn't been the ones to literally kidnap him

- only to nonchalantly walk out the door?????

- sero's voice snapped him back to the remaining two people in the room, "you two really are a match made in heaven." sero smiled at him and shinsou felt head rise in his cheeks, whether it be from embarassment or something else, he didn't know.

- "i'll see you two around" and then he left, leaving shinsou alone with bakugo, who had yet to realease the bridge of his nose from his pinch.

- "you're both a pair of dumbasses."

- "i'm offended-"

- "y/n said the same fucking thing when we confronted them."

- shinsou stayed silent.

- "they felt like their presence would ruin the routine we had set a long time ago when we first started our relationship. . . sound familiar?"

- shinsou rubbed the back of his neck and opened his mouth to speak, but bakugo interrupted.

- "shut up, eye bags, i'm not finished."

- "i dIdNt eVEn sAy aNyTHiNg"

- "sure there were some things we had to adjust to include them in our schedule and a whole new bundle of emotions to incorporate into our lives; but the while point of a relationship is to open up slowly and learn to trust the ones you love. and eventually, we all learned to trust them the same way they learned to trust us; but trust isn't something you can learn over night. it's gradual."

- bakugo sighed, how in the hell did he get stuck in this situation again. at the very least no one got injured this time, "what I'm trying to say is, if y/n makes you happy, then we're all willing to let you in our relationship and put our trust in you.

- "will you put your trust in us?"

- how dramatic ˙ ͜ʟ˙

- so

- :) shinsou decides, fuck it. i deserve the good things in life, and he puts his trust in the squad the same way they all put their trust in him.

- and they decided it was a good time to surprise you too and kill two birds with one stone :)

- so you walk in to bakugo's dorm after a long day of school. you were returning from turning in your project with shinsou, and while the teacher had given you many compliments and basically secured your A, you still felt a bit sad knowing it would be the last time you would see shinsou since your schedules didn't collide and you had ended on a . . . confusing note.

- so you were just looking to cuddle with your lovers on a Friday night and wallow away in your sadness.

- when you walked in the group had been piled in their natural spots on bakugo's bed. mina was giggling with kaminari as they scrolled through tiktok, bakugo was reading a book you had reccomend to him a while a go, sero and kirishima were softly play fighting as they laughed and chuckled.

- everything was as it should be

- until you got to where your spot usually was, cradled between bakugo's warm and firm chest and mina's plush thighs and stomach, and it was occupied by someone else.

- everyone stopped what they were doing, as they watched a smile pull at your lips when you recognised the disheveled pruple hair lazily sprawled in your spot. everyone watched with bated breath as they waited for your reaction and small smiles of their own shining through as they watched your interaction.

- you lifted your hand and smacked shinsou's knee that had been raised up slightly as one of his arms lay behind his head and the other fiddled with a bracelet around mina's wrist, and his lips pulled into a lazy smirk of his own as he watched you.

- "get up, fat head, you're in my spot."

- his smirk only grew.

- "do something about it, hero."

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Hi there! I was wondering if I could request some headcannons of what it would be like to be in a relationship with sanemi, rengoku, and gyomei, separately of course ❤️ thank you I’m advance

Kny characters dating headcanons

YES YES I’ve always wanted to make one of these ^^ to make things better you added some of my favorite boys ~Kyō and Nemi ~ uhhh no offense Gyomei

Also thx for the request @ethereal-tooreal

Rengoku

🔥-He’s a sweet, loving and passionate lover

🔥- He is also a very supportive boyfriend

🔥- If you start something new he’s right behind you every step of the way and he’ll always try to find ways to help you become even better

🔥- Rengoku loves to buy you nice smelling perfumes/colognes,oils or lotions and whenever he hugs you he likes to try and guess what scent you’re wearing

🔥- “ mmmm are you wearing lavender today my love?”

🔥- “Wow Kyō, you’re getting better at guessing”

🔥- Rengoku loves to bring you cute little stuff animals when he comes back from a mission, he especially gets them if they remind him of you

🔥-“Darling look at this stuffed chicken I got you, it reminded me so much of you!”

🔥- “Umm Kyō you think I look like a chicken?”

🔥-“A very cute chicken!”

🔥- Oh so your name is y/n? Yea not anymore when dating Rengoku

🔥- He calls you every single cute name an s/o would call their lover expect your actual name

🔥- So expect him to call you darling, my love or his person favorite my little flame

🔥- If he calls you by your real name be a little bit worried

🔥- Speaking on names, before you two even started dating he always called you y/n-chan because he always admired you and found you cute 🥺

🔥- You’re going to hear me say this more than once but Rengoku is a slut for forehead kisses, because you’re shorter than him and he thinks it’s very convenient

🔥-Rengoku is almost 6’0/ 177 cm so there’s a slim chance you’re taller than him BUT if you are taller than him or the same height he’ll tip-toe to give you the forehead kiss and he never gets embarrassed to do so

🔥-He loves it when you play with his hair, and he doesn’t mind how many colorful or childish clips you put in it

🔥- He loves to take you to festivals for dates and when you two go he buys you literally anything you look at

🔥- He also loves to go restaurant hoping with you, you both decided to try every ramen shop in Japan and to determine which sells the best one

🔥- If you’re a Hasira like him, he’ll always save you a seat near him for pillar meetings

🔥- He loves going on missions with you that way he can spend more time with you and he can protect, but he doesn’t always go and he never makes a fuss about it. Kyō strongly believes in your strength and he knows you can protect yourself

🔥- If you’re not a slayer, and he’s off on missions you and would usually spend your time playing, cooking or baking with Senjurō and sometimes Mitsuri. When he comes back home he just leans on the door way looking and you two and fawning over how adorable the sight is

BONUS

🔥- Since you spend a lot of time at the Rengoku estate his father always has something negative to say about your presence but Rengoku being the amazing lover he is, always defends you and is not afraid to say something back to his father

Sanemi

☁️- He is the definition of a tsundere

☁️- Ok I know we’re all tired of hearing it but it’s TRUE

☁️- He’s so sweet and gentle with you and a literal demon to other people

☁️- He never yells or gets mad at you unlike with others

☁️- And if he does he regrets it after words and immediately apologizes

☁️- Behind close doors Sanemi is extremely clingy and he always wants to be wrapped up around you

☁️- but in public he isn’t like that because he hates PDA, so that means no kissing, hugging or anything of that sorts

☁️- Even though he doesn’t want physical affection in public he’ll still treat you way better than anyone else and is still calm and gentle with you when others are around

☁️- and because it’s Sanemi no one dares call him out on his major shift of behavior towards you

☁️- Sanemi is definitely the listener in the relationship, he much rather you talk about your day than his

☁️- but maybe he’ll rant about how stupid he thinks his Tsugukos and the other pillars are from time to time

☁️- If you’re a demon hunter he’s going on every mission with you, it doesn’t matter if you’re an extremely strong hunter or the weakest he’s still going with you because he wants to protect you

☁️- If you’re not a slayer he’d ask you to move into his estate with him, he doesn’t really care if it’s still the early parts of your relationship he’ll still ask, he asks because you’ll be close to him most of the time and with that he can easily protect you if a demon attacks plus he likes your company but he didn’t tell you that last part

☁️- He also got you a cute little puppy to keep your company while he’s away on mission because he doesn’t want you to be lonely but instead of telling you that he used the excuse it’s to “ protect” the estate from intruders

☁️- Like any normal couple you both have fights and it’s usually about him being overprotective with you, him getting jealous or when he doesn’t listen to you when you tell him to be more careful because he can be very reckless

☁️- To summarize your fights, it’s usually person A is trying to help person B, but person B is too stubborn to realize that

☁️- Sanemi loves to give you hugs from the back, that way you can’t see the smile on his face

☁️- He is the type of s/o who does everything for you but will never admit it

☁️- For example he’ll be the one to buy all the groceries or clean different rooms in the house and when you ask about it he always says you did it and you probably forgot you did

☁️- You and Genya are definitely close, he treats you like an older sibling, Sanemi acts like he hates it but deep down he’s just so happy that the two most important people in his life can get along

☁️- Speaking on Genya he actually had a small crush on you the first time he met you, but it wasn’t serious, he respects his brother and would never make a move on you , the crush was more of an innocent childhood crush

☁️- mmmm how to put this in simpler words........Sanemi is well a bit motherly towards you

☁️- but it doesn’t come off so because he’s so aggressive with it, he always makes you eat all your vegetables or something a strict mother would want their child to do for their well-being

☁️- His motherly nature always comes off as a threat

☁️-“Ok dumbass if you don’t eat all of your greens that’ll be the only thing you can eat for the week”

Or

☁️- “Y/n if you’ve been up for too long go to bed now or I’ll beat you tf up”

☁️-but don’t worry they’re all empty threats..... I think

☁️- Sanemi does anything you ask him to do, so if you want to go to the festival he’ll go but he will mutter out a few complaints on the way

Gyomei

🪨- He’s such a gentle giant

🪨- Because of his large size, at the start of your relationship he was always too scared to hug or kiss you in fear that he may hurt you

🪨- So before any hug or kiss from him he would ask if he can do it, you told him he didn’t have to but it took him while fall out of his habit

🪨- He is very gentle with you but unlike Sanemi he doesn’t mind showing his gentleness with you around others

🪨- He loves hand holding, he really enjoys feeling you warmth against his own

🪨- Plus he has big and soft hands, so hand holding is always a delight

🪨- He strongly believes that a relationship is built on communication and trust

🪨- He is not the type to shy away from his feelings and always tells you how he really feels

🪨- During your relationship you’ll never have to worry about him being dishonest or feel like you two are pulling away from each-other

🪨- Even though he’s been blind for a while and can take care of hisself just fine, he doesn’t get mad if you help him out here or there

🪨- because he is blind he has bit of trouble recognizing who’s walking up to him but he always knows when you wak to him because he memorized the sound of you footsteps

🪨- If you are a slayer he loves helping you train and he’s constantly telling you ways you can improve your breathing style

🪨-Also he’ll rarely go on mission with you, it’s only because he doesn’t want you to depend on him too much and he wants you to become strong on your own, if he ever dies he’ll be glad to know you’re going to be just fine without him

🪨- While you are on your mission he’ll pray for you and your safe return

🪨- If you aren’t a hunter he would train you and teach you his breathing style in his dojo, and it’s not to make you be apart of the demon corps but rather to mane you have a good chance of survival if a demon ever attacks, but if you do want to become a demon hunter he would be against it at first but eventually let you join

🪨- I know this is a dating headcanon butttt once your relationship with him is more mature he’ll definitely ask you to marry him. He’s more of the traditional type so he definitely thought of marriage more than once in your relationship and was very excited to pop the question

[jils-things]

to spare some time (and spam), i'm gonna answer 1-8 in bulk!

its worth mentioning that i treat my self-inserts more like ocs, (though some simply just ocs. period) so expect to see some familiar faces :3

01 - oldest oc

the earliest oc i can remember making (maybe even the first of the first) is vivian december (i think i was 12-14) - a gra.vity falls aligned oc - i'm a bit nervous to look at my old deviantart account but i have an old art trade saved that works fine bwahaha

she's definitely the result of me not knowing how to be creative back then (i only started drawing recently back then) so she looks like a silly carbon copy of dipper. her symbol is a snowflake which aligns with her last name being december. she was also meant to pair wiht dipp.er but lets not go there ahaa

02 - newest oc

UHHH I JUST REALIZED HOW FUNNY THIS SOUNDS BUT HER NAME IS ALSO VIVIAN ADSJKAJFDKASJFKSDJ OK BUT LISTEN - I NAMED HER VIVIAN KNOWING FULLY WELL I HAD THE GRAVI.TY FALLS ONE (i just wanted to give the name a rebirth if u will) ITS JUST FUNNY REALZING NOW THAT THEYRE MENTIONED SIDE BY SIDE LMAO

so yeah AHA vivian (or vivi, no last name yet) for id.entity v, meant to pair with luca :3

03 - favorite oc

goshh i think jaide stone has such a special place in my heart. ive treated her like my artistic muse for a long time now and im really fond of how i made her :))

04 - favorite oc design

EMME FOR SUUUREE!!!!!! I LOVE EMME'S DESIGN A WHOLE LOT because she is basically what i want to look like irl!!!

but i also wanna mention my actual original ocs, agent ski and cobalt since i designed them based on my different interests!

05 - main reason for making ocs

i discovered early on when i was younger that there's just so much fun in imagining yourself in a world where your favorite fictional character exists and making an oc to reflect that feeling was the best way to express it - i did this ever since i was in the 4th grade. there was a brief time where i was on and off abt ocs (and unknowingly partaking in ocxcanon) and became a basic fandom fangirl but it changed until i joined the selfs.hipping community on tumblr (thanks to xell.e in a way)

06 - describe your character creation process

since many of my ocs are conceptualized to be aligned with an f/o - the first thing i think is how do they contrast (it may be secretly, or obviously) and i work on that. if you noticed, a lot of my ships have a contrast (could be personality or lore that is opposite to fo)

eg:

memoryshipping - rich and kind (steven) x middle class and reserved (jaide)

appleshipping - outgoing and versatile (jaide) x antisocial and one track minded (red)

rhyla - polite, inspirational and popular (rhys) x sensual, playful, simple (layla)

tartaladon - suspicious organization soldier x (childe) x loyal and firm knight (celadon)

and the list goes on

however there are times where i dont really follow that basis and just go with whatever i want. (eg: jade (fnf), aquila)

07 - do you ship your oc with someone else's

two of them! one of them is more of a unserious/silly bit but i still love to entertain it (rhys with luke) and one that i thought was genuinely super adorable (aine with jayden)

theres a couple of my ocs that my friends also crushes/ed on / ships with but i wont mention it (its a lot HAHA) but i just wanted to acknowledge it!!

08 - fav oc ship

AHHH I REALLY LOVE RHYLA <33333 theyre genuinely so cute to me <3

i took this from bsky and i wanna try answering them here heheh

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

𝐴𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑧: 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝐺𝑒𝑡 𝐴 𝑃𝑒𝑡 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐻𝑒'𝑠 𝐽𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑢𝑠

❥𝓚𝓲𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓳𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓰

Feeling bad for not being able to keep you company because he spent most of his time in the recording studio, Hongjoong decided it would be cute to get you a pet.

So on a free day, you went to the pet store and looked at all the animals.

From the beginning, you both knew you wanted a pet on the more 'exotic' side of things.

That's how you ended up taking home 2 sugar gliders.

You named them Mocha and Latte, cause they reminded you of coffee.

At first, it was difficult cause sugar gliders are nocturnal, so either they were bustling in their cage, waking you up.

Or you were pouty cause you couldn't play with them during the day.

"Have fun with them!" Hongjoong would tell you before leaving.

And you'd always respond "Yeah right".

Your sleep schedule changed because of them though.

You started staying up at odd hours of the night just to play with them.

Of course, that meant you'd sleep in till almost noon the next day.

Meaning now Hongjoong was seeing, or at least, spending less time with you.

And he was pouting.

Pouting cause he got home early but you're sleeping and can't hang out with him.

Pouting cause he wants to fall asleep next to you and cuddle you but you're too busy playing with the Mocha and Latte.

So you looked over at him, sitting up with the tiniest pout on his face.

"What?" You asked.

He whined cutely. "You're not interested in me anymore!"

You simply snorted at how cute he was when he was jealous.

You put the gliders back in their cage and settled next to your boyfriend.

"Maybe now you'll understand how I felt when you'd leave me alone for the whole day. "

Hongjoong looked at you and realized you were right.

He couldn't really complain, he got you the pets specifically cause of that reason. But still....

"That didn't mean replace me completely!"

❥𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓢𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝔀𝓪

Seonghwa agreed to get a pet with you so you'd have someone while he was gone.

He knew you tended to get lonely while he was on tour, so maybe a pet would be nice.

"But please let's get something that won't make too much mess."

So you took his OCD into account.

That's how you ended up with Pepe, a cute green and red parrot.

He actually didn't talk at first, he was a little shy.

But after a while, he started saying words here and there.

That's when you decided to teach him a few phrases yourself.

"The possibilities are endless. I will teach him the entire dictionary."

Seonghwa just shrugged, not really paying attention.

"Ok you have fun with that. But he's a parrot, I doubt he's that smart."

Pepe was indeed smart, incredibly smart.

And if you rewarded him with crackers or berries, he learned even faster.

You spent any second free you had with him.

Literally, you got out a dictionary and made him learn at least 5 new words each day.

Surprisingly, he learned more by watching you communicate with Seonghwa, picking up phrases you used.

That's when a funny moment happened.

Seonghwa was mad that you no longer hung out with him.

And the few times you talked, you just went on and on about how smart the parrot was.

Scowling he blew up one day.

"All you ever talk about is that stupid old bird!"

Pepe, hearing some of his words, suddenly blurted out.

"Stupid angry bird Seonghwa! Stupid angry bird Seonghwa!"

He repeated what he often heard you mutter behind his back whenever Seonghwa made you mad.

"Stupid what?!" Seonghwa's eyes nearly popped out of his face while you just laughed at him.

❥𝓙𝓮𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓾𝓷𝓱𝓸

Yunho couldn't wait for you two to get the puppy you adopted.

He was super excited at the thought that you two would officially become parents.

So when your Welsh Corgi finally arrived, he was over the moon.

"I'm going to name you Peanut and we're going to spend so much time together!"

Meanwhile you stood behind him like "I'm his owner too! Don't I get a say?!"

Yunho and you spent so much time with the puppy.

He was a very active puppy, and at times you had to definitely scold him.

Cause he liked to chew the furniture, especially the legs of your kitchen chairs.

Yeah, one time it was so chewed up, the chair ended up breaking while you were sitting on it.

It was too much for you, you considered taking the dog back.

"No please don't! He's only a baby and doesn't know better!"

Yunho insisted he'd train him better.

That was bullshit cause he ended up having to go on tour for 6 months, leaving you to raise Peanut as a single mother for half a year.

You sighed. "Might as well get used to it."

You were amazed that without Yunho interfering, Peanut behaved a lot better and you were able to train him.

So you became even closer to him.

Soon he became your baby that you loved to pamper and cuddle with.

Yes, Peanut ended up sleeping with you in your bed.

When Yunho came back, not only was he surprised that Peanut didn't recognize him...

But Peanut actually barked at him whenever he got close to you.

"I'm just trying to give my girl/boyfriend a hug!"

And when you two were getting ready to go to bed, Yunho couldn't even join you in bed

Cause Peanut was already cuddled up next to you.

So Yunho stood there with the saddest look on his face.

"Did this dog seriously just stole my place?"

❥𝓚𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝓨𝓮𝓸𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓰

Yeosang layed down on the couch, hoping to relax from an intense day of dance practice.

He closed his eyes, already feeling like he was going to sleep anytime soon.

He felt something tickle him on his nose and he giggled, not bothering to open his eyes.

"Baby, not right now. I'm tired. Let me rest first. Then I'll give you some cuddles and kisses."

He then felt nibbling on his nose which made him raise an eyebrow.

"What are you- Holy shit!"

He fell out of the couch after he opened his eyes and saw two large beady eyes, that were definitely not yours, staring straight into his soul.

"Yeosang? Are you ok?" You asked stepping out of your room.

"Something just tried to eat me! Do you think I'm ok?!" He exclaimed.

You looked at him on the floor and saw what was the cause.

"There you are Cookie! I've been looking all over for you."

Yeosang just watched as you picked up the rabbit that he deemed menacing.

"I'm sorry, but I don't recall you having a pet?"

"Nope, but I saw him while I was shopping for groceries and thought why not? And what do you mean my pet? He's also gonna be yours"

"Uhhh come again?"

It's not that Yeosang didn't want Cookie around.

But he found him rather bothersome, especially since he liked to hide in corners and jump on his ankles.

Sometimes he'd even let out a cry of pain cause Cookie likes to bite his feet.

And through all this bullshit, you never take his side.

You're always taking that damned rabbit's side.

"Honestly, what's so great about him? I have big sparkly eyes too! And I can eat lettuce cutely. Watch."

And Yeosang legit grabbed a piece of lettuce and ate it like an actual rabbit.

Meanwhile you just cringed.

"Please don't get jealous, it doesn't suit you and please don't ever do that again."

Yeosang let the remaining lettuce fall to the ground, just like his will to compete with the big eared furry.

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓢𝓪𝓷

When you told San you were planning on getting a sibling for Byeol, he was expecting another cat.

He just stood there staring at the long nosed, long eared whiskered animal on the floor.

He pointed at it. "What is that?"

"That's Tiny!" You exclaimed happily.

"It's not a cat?" He asked rather confused.

"I know! It's a fennec fox! Isn't he adorable too?!" You were just so happy.

San was wondering if it was even legal to keep it as a pet.

Spoiler: it was.

San did think Tiny was cute and he didn't really seem to be vicious, despite it being an exotic animal.

Tiny was actually very sociable and active.

Unlike Byeol, Tiny needed you to play with him almost every 2 hours or it'd get bored.

And when he get bored, he'd start snarling and eventually growling if you didn't pay attention to him.

It freaked San out the first time he heard him snarl.

"What the fuck kind of demon possessed you?!" He shouted, causing Tiny to become more agitated

You quickly ran in, with a rubber bouncy ball in your hand.

"Hey it's ok! I'm here! Now go fetch!" You said as you threw the ball to the other side of the room.

Tiny immediately ran for it and spent a good amount of time searching for it.

"That thing is possessed!" San told you.

"You get possessed when you're on stage. Tiny is just bored and wants attention." You explained.

"I want your attention but you don't see me growling at you."

You rolled your eyes. "No. You just get whiny and fussy."

San scoffed and walked away to the couch, glaring as you played with the fox.

Looking over, he saw Byeol laying next to him, just staring.

He smiled. "Hey babygirl, wanna play with me and make Y/N jealous instead?"

Byeol simply stood up and walked to another part of the room, leaving San all sad on the couch, feeling lonely.

❥𝓢𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲

"Mingi, I want you to meet Coco!"

You held up the brown ferret against Mingi's face.

Being the scaredy cat he was, Mingi backed away immediately at the sight of the unusual pet.

"Relax! He's not going to eat you! You big baby." You said

"What kind of rodent is that?" He asked, inspecting the creature.

"He's a ferret! Think of him as a long and stretched out hamster." You explained as you cooed at the cutie pet.

"Well if he makes you happy, I guess ok."

He did make you happy. You had never had a pet of your own, so obviously you doted on Coco as if he was your whole world.

Your social media now was filled with pictures and videos of the ferret.

"Coco, look at the camera! I need that Instagram pic!"

Seeing your social media bombarded with nothing but the ferret made Mingi upset.

Before you used to post only pictures of him.

Now.....a long rat has invaded your relationship.

Or at least that's what he thought.

"You pay more attention to that rat than me!" He huffed.

"He's not a rat! He's a ferret!" You shouted.

Finally getting fed up, Mingi took away the ferret from you and told it to run along.

He then pulled you into the couch and wrapped his long limbs around you.

"We haven't cuddled in a long time. I want at least 20 minutes of your undivided attention each day."

You smiled and petted his hair. You couldn't blame him for feeling neglected. It had been a while.

You turned around and began kissing his face.

His frown suddenly turned into a smile and he was happy again.....

Until Coco climbed into the couch and popped out from between your bodies.

"Oh my god! You had them all day! I've only had them for 2 minutes you cockblocker!"

You started laughing at his reaction and quickly put Coco on the ground before anything else happened.

❥𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰 𝓦𝓸𝓸𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓰

"Babe! I'm finally home!"

Wooyoung sprinted from the couch, running up to you and wanting to see you open the portable cage you held.

"Is it here already?! Tell me is it a boy or girl?! What breed is it?!"

He was jumping for joy since he knew you decided to go buy a pet.

He immediately thought you meant a dog. He loves dogs and just wanted to start playing with it.

"Wooyoung, this is Ginger! Our new baby!" You said as you held up a tabby orange cat.

Wooyoung suddenly stopped jumping and stared at the cat for a long time.

Then he looked at you with an 'are you kidding me' expression.

"It's a cat." "No way! Really?! If you don't tell me, I wouldn't notice!" You replied sarcastically.

Wooyoung stomped his foot. "I thought you'd get a dog!"

"What? No! You know I'm a cat person."

Wooyoung clutched his chest at what you said, gasping dramatically

"I don't know you anymore! You're not my girlfriend/boyfriend! They've been replaced by some maniac cat person!"

You just rolled your eyes and decided to enjoy your new pet.

You just loved Ginger. She was so calm, so serene, well behaved and obedient.

She also seemed to know when you were stressed or feeling down since she'd then climb on your lap and nuzzle herself to your body, purring softly.

She melted your heart and you did not regret adopting her.

Wooyoung on the other hand did not like her, and started disliking her more since Ginger never listened to him.

He didn't realize she could sense his animosity and therefore proceeded to avoid him.

"Seriously what does Y/N see in you? You don't fetch, can't do tricks and you certainly don't guard the house. What are you good for?"

Ginger just continued lying on the couch, ignoring him.

"Hey don't ignore me you little butter ball!" He said as he tried moving her.

But before he could even touch her, she began hissing at him, daring him to come closer.

"What are you doing to my baby?!" You screeched from the kitchen.

"I didn't do anything!" He then turned and pointed a finger to the cat."You know... for a pussycat, you sure are one hell of a bitch!"

❥𝓒𝓱𝓸𝓲 𝓙𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓱𝓸

Jongho had been getting really tired of the pet raccoon you decided to get.

First of all, he kept coming to your house, making a mess outside cause it kept looking through your trash can.

Of course being the softie you were, you kept leaving food out for it.

So naturally it came coming back for more and practically lived outside your house.

"I told you if you kept doing that she'd end up staying." Jongho reminded you.

"It's actually a he. He's a boy." You corrected him.

"Geez. You already know that much, why not just bring him inside and just make him your official pet?" He said that sarcastically but wasn't expecting you to take it seriously.

"Ok!" You then went outside to bring it in.

"Wait! I wasn't being serious! It's a wild animal and could have rabies!"

Despite his protests, you ended up keeping him, taking him to the vet to get him vaccinated and checked on.

That's how Bandit was now a part of your life.

And true to his name, he stole your heart.

He was so adorable and fluffy and you just loved cuddling him.

It certainly felt nice since Jongho rarely cuddled with you, so of course you seeked affection from your raccoon.

Bandit was also pretty mischievous, but you didn't mind. You just kept thinking he was absolutely adorable.

Jongho on the other hand was having his patience tested every day by Bandit.

He'd often find his socks ripped or missing and he had a pretty good idea who it was.

He finally caught him red handed tearing apart his last pair of black socks.

"That's it! You're dead I tell you! Dead! Square up! I ain't afraid! I will fight you!"

Jongho actually began taking off his jacket and holding up his fists.

Bandit also began snarling and arched his back in a fighting position.

You walked in just in time to stop Jongho or Bandit from launching at each other.

"What is wrong with you?! Were you seriously about to go Jack Jack on a raccoon?!"

"He started it! Beneath that mask, he's evil!"

You decided to just keep them away from each other before you end up with animal control on your front door.

Gifs not mine, credit goes to their respective owners.

[youvebeenlivingfictional]

A Grave Life Part Fifty Eight

Previous Part | Next Part | Masterlist Notes: I hope everyone has a good week 💖 Warnings: Uhhh none Summary: Percival said that I was worrying far too much, but Eugenia admired my attempts to be prepared.

For the most part, besides the occasional tea, Eugenia stopped prodding me to join the presence of her society counterparts. I was grateful for this reprise, but I did know that a time would come when I would be expected to make a showing in earnest at her social events.

Her Christmas festivities were no different.

Having only previously attended her Christmas ‘party’ (that was the term she preferred; the scale was, in my estimation, much nearer to a gala) once before, I had some idea of the pleasantries I would be expected to make. I made it a point to drill names with Percival and Eugenia when I had the chance— occupations, relations, jobs (if any).

Percival said that I was worrying far too much, but Eugenia admired my attempts to be prepared.

“She’s as focused as she was prior to the Owen case,” Eugenia told Percival one evening, after he’d walked in on her quizzing me for party attendant names and relations.

“Perhaps,” He conceded, lowering himself into the seat beside mine, a nervous furrow in his brow, “But this is not a case, Mother.”

Pressure-wise, it felt like one. There were so many facts to remember, so many ways I could slip up. --

“You’re worrying me,” Percival muttered against my hairline later.

“What’d I do?”

“You’re studying for a party.”

“Just to be on the safe side.”

“My mother was quizzing you.”

“I asked her to.”

Percival sighed, tipping his head down and brushing his lips over my forehead.

“I don’t want these events to feel daunting.”

“Didn’t they to you, ever?”

“Yes. When I was younger.”

“As you were being introduced to them?”

“Yes, but--”

“I’m only just being introduced to them, Perce. I went to one, but it was a long time ago. I’m...Out of practice,” I grumbled, tipping my head up to peer at him in the darkness. He was quiet for a moment, fingertips brushing along my jaw.

“I want you to enjoy yourself.”

“I will,” I reassured him, “I’m certain it’ll be different when I'm there but… But I’m not there yet. Besides,” I leaned up, pecking his lips, “I know you will not leave my side.”

Percival hummed, leaning down and capturing my lips in a gentle kiss.

“Not for a moment,” He swore.

-- I was considerably more tense at the party, it turned out— afraid to say the wrong thing, call someone by the wrong name. The tension did do wonders for my posture, though: I was terrified of slouching.

The people that Percival and I spoke to were polite, spoke about their New Year’s Eve plans and asked us about our own. We had none, frankly— it was possible that we would spend it with Eugenia and her set. But, revealing that we had yet to set anything in stone opened the door to a slew of invitations.

Maybe Eugenia was right: a lack of planning was ruining our generation. --

“Are you awake down there?” I heard. I grunted in turn, and heard Percival chuckle as he lifted the covers away from my head. I turned away from the light coming in through his curtains as he set the covers back. I heard the sound of something being set on the nightstand and cracked an eye open to see a cup of coffee.

“Bless you,” I sighed, pushing myself to sit up. Percival chuckled, taking hold of my hand.

“Did you sleep alright?”

“Mhm. Did you?”

“Yes,” He nodded, leaning in and pecking my lips gently, “Merry Christmas.”

I smiled, murmuring, “Merry Christmas,” In turn before I reached for my cup of coffee.

“When shall we open gifts?” He asked. I shrugged. We had Christmas dinner to attend with his mother, but that wasn’t for hours yet.

“Whenever you like.”

Percival nodded before he reached into the pocket of his dressing gown and produced a small wrapped gift.

“Would you like to start, then?”

I raised a brow at the mischievous look in his eye.

“If you’re insisting,” I teased, setting my mug aside and taking the gift from him. It was immaculately wrapped.

“Should I bother shaking it?” I asked, “Or is it, indeed, a puppy?”

“A very small one.”

I chuckled, unwrapping the box with the same care it had been wrapped with. The flimsy paper gave way to reveal a small velvet box. I arched a brow at Percival before I opened it.

My heart stuttered in its beating.

There, nestled in the box’s plush lining, was an oblong platinum ring. There were three stones: two diamonds, one above and one below a twilight sapphire, the shade very near to the scarf I had given Percival all those Christmases before. The larger stones were flanked by single round diamonds along the band on either side.

I lifted my eyes to his, stunned and silent. He reached out, gently cradling my hand with his.

“I know that we have...Discussed this, and this question has been on both our minds for some time,” He said softly, “And I know that my life and work and...And family can deter you at times, but--” He shook his head as I opened my mouth to argue, “Dearheart, please,” He implored softly, “It is alright, I am not blaming or upset, I do understand. But when I tell you that I will do everything in my power to make you happy, I mean just that. I have spent many days and nights without you by my side, and while it is possible for me to go on that way, I would prefer not to. So,” He reached into the box, carefully prying the ring from its satin perch, “Would you do me the honor of allowing me to be your husband?”

I let my eyes drift down to the ring again, to where it was clutched carefully between his thumb and forefinger.

Were there things about our future that made me nervous? Of course there were. But— but at every turn, since he and I had gotten back together, Percival had made an effort to communicate, and to ensure that I knew how important I was to him. Things had changed since our first go at this.

I reached out, sliding my hand over Percival’s as I met his eyes, nodding, as I did not trust my voice yet.

Percival’s grin prompted my own, and as he murmured, “Are you sure?” I scoffed.

“Of course, I’m— Perce, don’t be ridiculous, honestly! Yes, yes, I will marry you--”

I’d hardly gotten the words out before Percival was drawing me in for a kiss. I slipped my hand up to cup his jaw, fingers skating over the stubble that was beginning to grow there. He would shave before we went to his mother’s, but I would savor the sight and feeling for as long as I could.

My pulse was pounding in my ears as Percival slipped the ring onto my finger. I peered down at it as he peppered the side of my face and neck with kisses.

“...I didn’t get you anything near as nice,” I mumbled. Percival shook his head, slipping an arm around me and drawing me into his chest.

“This is exactly what I wanted," He murmured. Tag list: @myplaceofheavenorhell​​​  ; @britishfajita​​​ ; @terrainhead​​​ ; @thatkidofwarandpeace​​​ ; @rvgrsbrns​​​ ; @maaaaryx​​​  ; @remmyswritings​​​  ; @flostvs1508​​​ ; @fantasticcopeaglepasta​​​ ; @mylittlelonelyappreciationtoo​​​ ; @paintballkid711​​​​ ; @knightsimp​​​​; @hypnobananaangelfish​​​

[servin-up-surveys]

survey #045

“it is being buried in wet sand, with a music box in its hand”

Your best friend gets arrested for shoplifting. Are you shocked? I'd be stunned. Would you wear uncomfortable clothes just because they were stylish? Why or why not? No. I just don't give a rat's ass about what's in fashion and what's not. I care about what's comfortable and visually appeals to me as an individual. Have you ever made fun of someone’s name? No, that's very rude. How much money do you usually get from digging in the sofa cushions? I have literally never done this. You won't get anything outta my couch, anyway. Do you truly believe that miracles exist? No. There is always a scientific explanation for how/why things happen. Would you investigate the paranormal if you had the opportunity? 150% fuck yes. I actually think I'd be quite the good investigator for a few reasons, or possibly too sensitive to it as an extreme empath, which is the type of person spirits supposedly favor communication with/through. Do crop circles fascinate you? I guess? I can't say I believe in them being anything abnormal, though, but then again I haven't looked into this topic at all. Are you familiar with the "Emo Kid Song?" I only know it includes a lyric joking about cutting oneself so I automatically don't like it. Have you joined a site just because your friend joined? Possibly? Idk. Have you tried to stay in contact with someone, but they ignored you? HAHA this was 120% Jason towards me after the breakup. I was so desperate to remain friends, and at first he tried too, but it just wasn't working. He wanted nothing to do with me. Have you ever seen a coyote in real life? Uhhh I think so? Do you have anything locked up in a vault? No. What was the best job you've ever had? I've never had a job I liked. Magenta, aqua, or coral? Coral. Would you rather be a wedding photographer or a nature photographer? NATURE. Once upon a time I wanted to be a wedding photographer because the income is fantastic, but it's just not something that's fun to me. Like, I've shot a couple weddings, and neither were fun. They were exhausting and stressful. Nature, on the other hand, is calming and exciting to take pictures of. Have you ever had an ulcer? No. Did you pull an all-nighter last night? No, but I was up very late because I couldn't fall asleep for the absolute life of me. Do you read for pleasure? Yeah. I haven't really read since I've had a laptop again, though... Are you humble? I think so. Do you like to research things? I do, yes. What is your favorite type of donut? Probably glazed. Or chocolate frosted, or cake/plain... Idk, I like donuts lmao. Peacocks or lions? Lions. I love their loyalty to one another. Which name do you like better: Jessica or Jennifer? Jessica. Have you ever looked down on someone because you thought your religious views were superior? No; I may not like religion at all, but that's not a good reason to act like I'm hot shit just because others find comfort in it. Would you rather know everything the universe has to offer, but in exchange, lose all emotions or remain the way you are now? Well that's fucking easy, hell no. Feeling is important to me. If you could live and be healthy without sleeping, eating, or drinking, which would you cut out of your life? Um... sleeping, I guess? This answer would really change with the day. Would you rather burn or freeze to death? FREEZE. Burning alive sounds so fucking excruciating. Freezing would be a lot slower, sure, but I'd still prefer it over roasting. If it meant it would solve all world hunger, war, disease, and bigotry, would you spend the rest of eternity in Hell? If Hell was actually real, I'm pretty sure I would. That's something worth sacrificing myself for. Could you live without having sex ever (again) in exchange for eternal youth? You're asking someone who absolutely doesn't want to live forever. Have you ever watched a full length pornographic movie? No, porn is absolutely not my thing. I don't wanna watch five seconds of it. The Beatles or The Rolling Stones? Stones. What was the worst nightmare you ever had? My dad doing something to me that we're not getting into. Do you think that Christians (and other religions) can believe in evolution? I don't give a shit. After a shower, do you get dressed in the bathroom or your room? I get dressed in Mom's room now that I use her bathroom to shower. Do you like stargazing? omg yes Do you wear socks to sleep? omg no but Girt does and I think he's an extraterrestrial for it like wtf that sounds SO uncomfortable. Have you ever been in prison? Hell no, let's keep it that way. Whose was the last bed you slept in, other than your own? Uhhh... my sister's, I think? Do you ever want to own a house? It'd be nice one day. How do you feel about men? I'm scared of them. Do you know any police officers? No. Do you have someone who considers you their best friend? Girt calls me his best friend. :') Do you know anyone who plays bass? No. At least, not that I know of. Have you ever been in a polygamous relationship? No. What is your main hobby? Doing stuff on the computer. Do you like art? I genuinely think it's one of the greatest joys in the world, so yes. What’s your favourite game? Silent Hill 2 and Shadow of the Colossus are where it's fuckin AT. Have you ever had a fight with your boyfriend/girlfriend’s mom or dad? No. Are you afraid of frogs? No, I love them! Who are some of your best friends? Besides Girt, Mazzy and Tez. Who’s your favorite athlete? I don't have one. Do you tend to use a ‘baby voice’ when you’re talking to pets? Duh. When was the last time you talked to one of your exes? Months ago. The last time you kissed someone, were your hands around their neck? Pretty sure no. Why did you even kiss the last person you kissed? He was about to head home. How old is the last person you kissed? He's 28 for a couple more months. Have you ever been called a tease? Yes. When is the last time you got sick from drinking too much? Never. What’s the last song you listened to? Hi I am absolutely fucking obsessed with "Spieluhr" by Rammstein sobs Are you one of those people who gets jealous of boys/girls your current bf/gf dated? No; I've never understood this. Like, why would I? They broke up over something, didn't they? Do you prefer McDonald’s or Burger King’s breakfast? I've never tried breakfast from BK. We don't really go there, period. Do you scrape the mold off bread or eat around it? LKAJL;AKSDFJLKASDJFLKAWDJEQW HELL NO I fucking hate mold to like a phobic degree. I can't touch it. Have you ever been around someone who was high? Yep. Have you ever been hit by the opposite sex? No, thank fuck. Do you think you are a good boyfriend/girlfriend? I sure try to be. Girt tells me a lot that I am, but I feel like I could be way better if I was a more capable adult. How many states have you lived in? One. If your girlfriend/boyfriend broke up with you tonight, what would you do? Don't fucking go there, I can't think of that. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years? Hm. Probably. Have you accidentally sent a text to the wrong person? omg yes Do you ever hang out with someone of the opposite sex? The only person I hang out with is the opposite sex. Do you call anyone baby? Rarely Girt. It's not my favorite term of endearment. Are you afraid of roller coasters? YES. Are you scared of snakes? Nope. Have you ever spoken to a homeless person? Probably at some point, idr. Were you ever with someone while they died? Animals, yes. It's the absolute worst. Have you ever thought about hitchhiking across the country? Definitely not. Would you still love and stay with your significant other if he or she had to have a breast or testicle removed? Duh? Doing otherwise would be incredibly shallow and a total asshole thing to do. Have you ever done something bad but you don’t regret? Yes. Do you like getting hurt? I'm not masochistic, no. [TW: SUICIDE] Have you ever thought of killing yourself? I've tried to before. Who’s the person who first comes to your mind when someone mentions “love”? Girt. Are you too forgiving? I know I am. Are you looking for a boyfriend or a girlfriend? No; I'm very happy with who I'm already dating. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, do you remember the day you fell for them? I sure do. Who was the last person you couldn’t take your eyes off? LOOK MAN I was listening to/watching the video to Emigrate's "You Can't Run Away" again earlier and BY GOD Richard is hard to look away from in it lmao The highlight of your week? Honestly, how excitedly Ryder ran up to hug me at his birthday party. I hadn't come with Mom to babysit like I normally do on Fridays, and he'd really wanted to see me. It means so much to me how much he loves me. Have you ever been called a bitch? Yes.

[catboy-lover-archive]

Obey Me Romanian MC

idea inspired by @/harunayuuka2060 (too shy to tag them)

Nu ştiu ce inspirație supraomenească m-a lovit dar am început asta la 2 dimineața și am terminat-o la 6.30

Im sleep deprived bc I stayed up all night doing this, enjoy gagicile mele

[added translations]

(under the cut bc this bitch is long af)

Lucifer: Are you not enjoying your meal?

MC: This food isn't even good. Next time I'm bringing my bunica to make you guys sarmale best thing you ever tried 👩‍🍳👌😘 mwah

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MC: I'm not gonna go out with Satan, Beel, Asmo or Belphie.

Asmo: Awww

Beel: :(

Belphie: What?!

Satan: Why?

MC: Why date a guy who's favorite color is not in romanian flag? 🤔🇷🇴

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Asmo: But I thought you could-

MC: For the last time IM NOT A VAMPIRE I CAN'T HYPNOTIZE PEOPLE OR MAKE THEM FALL IN LOVE WITH ME

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Levi: Ohhh!!!! So are you like familiar with Castlevania-

MC: We don't talk about that *cries in disappointed*

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Solomon: What is this weird potion.

MC: *puts bottle of țuică (plum brandy) on the table*

MC: This is not a potion, but a solution to all of your problems gagica 💖

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MC: *talking to Lucifer* Oh iubire (love), stop crying over Diavolo again. Why cry over guy who would wear vagabond everyday in my country?

MC: Tsch tsch tsch

Lucifer: What the fuck is Vagabond

MC: Only the worst of streetwear existent. Only f-boys use it

Lucifer: Fair enough

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Beel: Why do you want to try out for the sports team?

MC: Because Steaua, my country's team, disappointed me 😔

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MC: Mammon! Asmo! Let me show you guys a thing called ✨manele✨

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(after the Belphie incident)

MC: Does anybody have a belt.... a belt so I can...no reason...papuci de casă (slippers) works too

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MC: Hey Belphie! Did you enjoy your punishment? 😜

Belphie: My butt still hurts...

MC: Next time it's the lingură de lemn ♡ (wooden spoon)

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*MC dancing to Braşoveanca*

Mammon: W-what's that???

Satan: Some sort of ritual I suppose

Asmo: *joining in* It's fun!

MC: Doi✌paşi🦵înainte➡️şi😱doi😩înapoi⬅️ (two steps forward two steps back)

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MC: Who has summoned me?

Satan: Belphie isn't feeling well and the medicine didn't really do it's job.

MC: Everyone watch closely because I'm going to teach you guys a sacred ritual called ✨Frecție cu Oțet✨

Satan: You're just pouring vinegar on his wrist.

MC: Now here comes the fun part. *maggages his wrists*

Belphie: Someone please kill me this is unbearable

MC: Am I allowed to say Tatăl Nostru (Lord's prayer) or is that too....uhhh weird since yall are demons and stuff-

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Barbatos: MC...

MC: I'm sorry but crossing myself after I finish a meal is implemented in my brain. It's in the default settings.

Barbatos: What happens if you don't cross yourself?

MC: Lingura de lemn (wooden spoon) *shivers*

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Diavolo: Do you like my castle?

MC: Baby, Peleş puts you to shame.

MC: Also, too much current (swift). Close the damn windows

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Lucifer, giving up on life: Oh not again...

MC: DA PĂ CIMPOI DA PĂ CIMPOI JOACĂ FETELE LA NOI 👉👈😳

MC: Real music here 😌

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MC: There, there gacica (girlfriend). Don't cry. *pats him on the back*

Lucifer: Do you got any more țuică...

MC: That's the spirit!

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MC: I know I technically didn't die, but can we please have a funeral??? There is this really tasty cake just for this special occasion called colivă. Beel is okay with it so- hey don't ignore me! wait guys this is important- wAIT!

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Satan: I hate Lucifer because he is my father.

Belphie: I hate Lucifer because he sucks in general.

MC: I hate Lucifer because Favorite color is red which is COMMUNISM COLOUR 😡‼

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Solomon: See?? MC likes my cooking!

MC: Piftie...Caltaboş...

MC: Solomon, you would make a very good romanian housewife. Say, have you ever considered getting a 701st wife...?

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Beel: *munching happily on the food MC makes*

Lucifer: *getting a fucking break*

MC: *making grătar(barbeque) cu mici*

MC: Everybody loves 1 Mai!

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MC: Beelphiiieee!!!! I have a spell for you 😊

Belphie: Please not the lingură de lemn-

MC: *boop on the nose* ✨du-te dracu✨ (go to hell)

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Lucifer: How did you make everyone behave?

MC: *looking at the papuc de casă in hand*

MC: You either die a hero...or live enough to become the villain...

Lucifer: Interesting, can you teach me?

MC: The secret is to use your wrist-

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MC, whispering: Psst! Mammon! How's the sarmale trading going?

Mammon: Its okay, but why can't you just give me the recipe?

MC: E din moşi strămoşi (it's from older generations) I can't give it to you

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MC: Hey pisi, want a ride in my Dacia?

Simeon: ...what? :)

MC: Come on gagica(girlfriend)! We are going to visit my family they will love you!

MC: You can also bring Luke. Just uhhh don't let him drink from the "juicebox" ok? It's not- It's not juice in there

MC: But you can drink. I won't tell anyone.

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Diavolo: MC you can't leave yet. Not even for a quick visit back home.

MC: Auzi, da du-te-n p- (well why don't you fuck yourself on my dic-)

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MC: *sigh* Sometimes I wish Satan was wearing Vagabond instead of...whatever that is

Asmo: Ouch, but yeah I guess we are that desperate.

Satan: I'm never tutoring any of you again.

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MC and Luke, just vibing honestly: ⬇️Intră-n👇apa🌊mării🐚şi🐋nu🐟te🙄teme😱ai😳să-nveți🤯să-noți🐠printre🤔sirene🧜‍♀️🧜‍♂️

(go in the sea's water and don't you be afraid you'll learn to swim among mermaids)

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MC: No Asmo, I have a date to the ball he's right here *points at țuică bottle*

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Belphie: *misbehaving*

MC: Vai, vai, vai. Sărumâna Belphie 😃 ( well, well, well good day Belphie)

MC: *grabs the papuc (slipper)*

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MC: NO LUCIFER IT CAN NOT BE AN AN NOU FERICIT (happy new year) IF WE DO NOT DANCE THE HORĂ

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MC and Luke, vibing yet again: POVEȘTI DIN FOLCLORUL MAGHIAR!!! (maghiar folklore stories!)

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MC: Where is my țuică? :)

Everyone: *quiet*

MC: I won't get mad :)

MC:

MC: Foaie verse de trifoi~ *papuc reappears* Dați băi țuica înapoi (green leaf of clover, give the țuică back you fucker)

Everybody: *runs*

MC: Mândruțelor (girls), come back until I'll put this to good use

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Levi: *exists*

MC: *in love with him bc his fav color is in the Romanian flag and not in the commie flag*

MC: Te las să te lingi cu mime în parcare la lidl (I'll let you french kiss me in the Lidl market parking lot)

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MC: Lucifer you don't understand!

MC: Sandu Ciorbă cured my depression!

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MC: Muie cretinii pământului (fuck y'all stupid asses) my țuică is back and I'm not sharing anymore

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Asmo: We're doing hot girl shit tonight

MC: Ne curvim rău (we're hoeing)

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MC: futu-ți cristelnița mătii (fuck your mother's font) Simeon you're the one that drank all my țuică

MC: I'll let it slide this once, if u take me for shaorma(shawarma) in Piața Victoriei (Victoria's market)

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Solomon: Whoops, I accidentally messed up the sarmale recipe

MC: Aşadar războiu alesu l-ai (So you have chosen war)

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Mammon: MC, how do you say "I hate you" in romanian?

MC: Dar eu sunt mândru că sunt twink. (I'm proud to be a twink)

Mammon, clueless: ok thanks

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MC, to Belphie: I had such a rough day, please fute-mi una (fuck me over) and not the way I like

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Mammon: What would be a quick way to make money?

MC: Gagica(girlfriend), listen. Culegător de sparanghel (asparagus picker) in Spain is your go-to.

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Asmo: *blasting manele vechi (old manele).2006*

Asmo: Please love me!

MC: *already in wedding attire*

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MC: Beel! Here, try this! Yeah yeah its completely fine!

MC: ...what do you mean it looks like Solomon's cooking?

MC: THIS IS PIFTIE AND YOU WILL LEARN TO APPRECIATE IT

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MC: *dragging them all by the hand to therapy*

MC: Păi aşa-i hora pe la noi măi bade- (This is hora to us well my mans)

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MC, talking to Lucifer: Măi omu lu dumnezeu îți fut una de nu te vezi (listen God's man I'll fuck you over that you'll not see again) if u lay a finger on my țuică again

MC: I don't care that you have daddy issues, this is MINE now thank you very much.

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MC: Doamne cu ce ți-am greşit? (God, what have I done to you?)

MC: tanti Lilith, ia-mă cu tine gagicuțo milf ce ești (Miss Lilith, take me with you you milf girlfriend)

MC: Chiar și culesul de căpșuni din Spania era mai ok dacât (even strawberry picking in Spain is better than) Therapist Simulator hell edition

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Diavolo: *exists*

MC: Vrei să-ți fiu a ta mireasă? (Do you want me to be your wife?)

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Simeon: *exists*

MC: Vrei să-ți fiu Ileană Cosânzeană? ( Want me to be your fairy wife?)

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Belphie: Every time I doze off they say this weird phrase...

MC: Dormeo(mattress company) ! Noapte bună! (good night!)

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MC: What do you mean im not allowed to have a cross around my neck?

MC: My dead grandmother would kill me it's Sfântu Andrei for fucks sake

MC: The law is law we gotta put garlic and salt everywhere around the house

MC: This is what you get from taking my țuică away AGAIN

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MC: I mean, at least i dont have to take the bacalaureat and face the woman-hating-Ion-Creangă-fucking-twink-looking-nightmare-inducing Eminescu so

MC: *drinks a Mona Spirt (rubbing alcohol) bottle in one go*

MC: that works wonders for me

[aspenflower17]

Finding You (Part Fourteen of ??)

Hey everyone! I hope you’re all having a good New Year so far! I have a bit of an update after the chapter for y’all.

Edit: Oop! I forgot the link to Part One for any new people! My bad!

Tags (ily all!):  @simpingforsatan @naimena @hachimochi @wrathandgreed @magi-minminxiii @rensphilia @a-dream-at-night @chloelikesobeyme @getbehindme-satan @theuglypugling @oofthelazyweeb @mammonismyfirstman (as always, if you’d like to be put on the tags list, juust let me know in a comment down below, or a DM)

Word Count: 1,961

TW: None? I’m pretty sure?

Mc didn’t know what she was expecting from the song Satan’s brothers pressured him to play, but a gorgeous melancholic love song was not it, though she should have guessed it was a love song from the title. She was entranced from the first couple notes, and the lyrics pulled her in further. They spoke of someone experiencing love for the first time, though they were afraid of their Love fading away and leaving them. She smiled at the cat lyrics, finding herself not surprised Satan would write about them. He seemed like a cat lover, though she had no real basis for the belief.

 Satan’s singing voice was just as nice as his speaking voice and she found herself impressed. It also held a lot of emotion, enough that she was surprised it didn’t affect his singing. Though she had never heard the song before, it seemed extremely familiar. Though, it was a fairly universal concept, so it probably just seemed she’d heard it before. She hadn’t realized she was crying until Mammon offered her a handkerchief. When he finished, everyone clapped, and he started on another song.

“I never thought I’d hear tha’ song again,” Mammon spoke to Mc in a low voice.

“Why?” she asked.

“Oh… Uhhh… Well, it’s about a lost love of his. Once she… disappeared… He played it one more time and then said he’d never play it again.” 

Mc felt her throat constrict a bit at the revelation, “He must be doing better then. When he got his next… lover, he probably started feeling better.”

“He… Uhhh... '' Mammon floundered for words, and Mc found herself eagerly awaiting his next words, “I don’ think he’s dated anyone before or since her. If nothin’ else, she is his firs’ and only love.”

“Did she hurt him?”

“Huh?”

“I just ask because I’ve seen a lot of people, well, humans, who had relationships go sour and closed themselves off emotionally. I was just wondering if that’s what happened to him.”

“Not… Not exactly… She was human and she… died…” Mammon seemed really anxious at this point, and Mc decided not to push the subject further.

A human? Really? Well, that adds another layer to the song. It’s the most permanent level of “leave” there is. He knew going into the relationship it would end. But… If she had been corrupted enough by him, wouldn’t she have gone to the Devildom? Then they could’ve been together… Does that mean she went to the Celestial Realm? Do I know her? Or… Did she get stuck as a wanderer? Either way, why would he play it now? Mammon said he’d sworn off playing it ever again… The questions swirled around in her head as she watched Satan play.

“Ooooo! Ooooo! My turn!”

“Asmo, you can’t play piano,” Satan sighed, already getting up.

“But I can play music off of my DDD now can’t I?” Asmodeus said, waltzing up to what had become a stage.

As Asmo scrolled through what Mc could only assume was his list of songs, Satan came and stood next to her. Mammon even moved over so he could. Mc gave him a small smile and then turned her attention back to Asmodeus, who was gushing about the song he’d found to sing. She was still thinking about all the unanswered questions she had when she felt a breath next to her ear “What did you think?”

Mc almost jumped, but instead found herself glued to her chair, “Of the song? Or your singing?”

“Hmmm… Both.”

“You play and sing wonderfully. The song was beautiful. I could really feel your emotions.”

“Thank you,” Mc felt Satan retreat back to a standing position, and she found she missed his presence.

A huff from the other side of the room caught her attention. Looking over, she caught the tailend of Michael watching Satan with narrowed eyes before turning back to Asmodeus. How strange.

When Asmodeus finished, Lucifer was both begged and forced to play by those in the room. While Mc had to admit he was definitely in a league all his own, she found herself preferring Satan’s playing to Lucifer’s. She cocked her head slightly at the realization.

“Excellent Lucifer! Just exquisite!” Diavolo boomed, giving the Avatar of Pride a standing ovation, “I can’t remember the last time I heard you play!”

“Well, it has been awhile,” Lucifer smiled. His pride seemed to have recovered enough he could properly interact with people again. Mc was happy she was able to avert a crisis, not interested in finding out how a brawl between Michael and Lucifer would go. Though… Would either of them actually get into a physical altercation?...

Mc was so caught up in her thoughts, she didn’t realize the brothers were leaving until they were all asking if she would come to the House of Lamentation at some point.

“... And I would love to paint your nails,” Asmo prattled on, grabbing her hands, “And I know the Devildom’s lack of light can make your skin lose some of its radiance, but I have a moisturizer that can help with that. Oh and-”

“Asmo, come on! Ya want Mc to come visit or not?” Mammon interrupted,

“Mammon, you don’t understand the nuances of keeping yourself looking perfect.”

“Uh, yes. I do. I’m a model. Ya been smellin’ too many of ya fancy products and it’s melted ya brain?”

“I think you’re thinking of yourself, though it was probably when you were trying to con those witches into buying acid, and you drank some.”

“Oi! How do ya know about that?”

“Ugh, there they go again,” a head rested itself on Mc’s shoulder, and she almost jumped until she saw who it was, “Seriously though Mc. You should come over.”

“Yeah. You’re even welcome to bring Luke,” the one brother who she hadn’t talked to added, “Barbatos told me he’s gotten even better at baking.”

“Of course I’ve gotten better at baking! I’m also very good at cooking too,” Luke said, having joined the conversation.

Mc watched at Beelzebub, which is who she figured he must be through the process of elimination, actually started drooling, “Does that mean you’re actually going to come over then?”

Luke smiled fondly, a look Mc wasn’t sure she’d have ever thought he could have for a demon, “If you’d like Beel, I could probably make that happen.”

Beel rushed over to Luke and pulled him into a huge hug. Belphegor removed himself from Mc, walking over to Beelzebub, “Beel, you need to let go of the chihuahua or he’s going to suffocate. Luke can’t make you food if he’s been squished.”

“I’m sorry. I hope these idiots haven’t been bothering you too much.”

“Not at all Lucifer. They were just inviting me over sometime.”

“Well, I suppose it’s time for us to head out,” Lucifer said, starting to gather his brothers.

“You are welcome anytime you want to come over,” Satan’s voice came from behind her.

“I… Thanks. I would really like that.”

“Satan! We’re leaving.”

“I’m coming Lucifer,” Satan called, rolling his eyes, then back to Mc with a smile, “Bye.”

“Bye,” Mc called after him.

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Mc sat in her room hours later, the events of the evening still running through her head. Though she knew Michael wouldn’t approve, she found herself much more at ease and even happier around them than she did around most angels. There was a non-judgmental kindness they all exuded (well, all except Lucifer) that made her feel like she belonged. She found herself excited about the prospect of spending more time with them at the House of Lamentation. She had to laugh a bit, the fact she didn’t fit in with the rest of the angels never more clear than it was now. 

Simeon had told her his time in the Devildom had been extremely enjoyable, the less structured lifestyles if the Devildom a welcome change from the Celestial Realm. She had read his work from that time and it was obvious he had felt a lot more creative in the Devildom, even though he had school responsibilities at the time. While she hadn’t doubted his words, she had always figured the change was mostly due to the fact he had been able to communicate with his lost brothers again. Now she understood what he had been talking about. 

Simeon generally gets along with the other angels too. What would they all say if they found out I prefer the company of the Fallen to them? Everything is just more natural with them. It’s almost like I already know who they are, as strange as that sounds. Especially Satan, though I’ve felt connected to him since I got his letter. Speaking of which, who was it that he mentioned? Lil… Lilly? Lillah? Lillian? Hmmm… I can’t remember. I do know I’ve never heard that name before. Whoever it was seemed to have a great impact on all of the brothers. It can’t be someone they Fell with. I’ve read all the literature about the Fall and I don’t recognize the name. Though there’s a lot about the Fall the Celestial Realm doesn’t talk about. But... Simeon’s also never mentioned anyone with that name before… Maybe it’s time for me to do some more research.

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Mc stretched, and checked the time on her DDD. She had been in Diavolo’s personal library for over three hours, and she still hadn’t found any mention of the mysterious “L” person. She found plenty of references to Lucifer though. It seemed he and his brothers had been instrumental in helping Diavolo establish order when the old King had started his slumber. What caused this slumber, why it happened, or if it would end was not covered. Mc wanted to research the topic further, but she couldn’t get distracted until she had answered her initial question.

There was a knock at the door, and Barbatos came in carrying a teacup on a saucer, “I thought you might be in here.”

“Oh, hello Barbatos.”

The butler entered the room, and set the tea down on the table Mc was studying at, “I thought you might like some tea.”

“I would actually, thank you. If you would like to, you can take a seat.”

“I suppose that’d be alright,” Barbatos smiled, and sat down in a chair. His eyes glided across the books strewn around Mc, “You’ve got some heavy reading here.”

“Well, I’m trying to figure something out,” Mc sighed, sipping her tea.

“Perhaps I can be of assistance?”

“Maybe, though I don’t remember what it is I’m looking for exactly,” Barbatos simply cocked his head slightly until she continued, “Satan was telling about… Well, a personal experience, and he mentioned someone. I don’t remember their name, but it was someone very close to all the brothers and they had passed away. I was just trying to figure out who it was.”

“You seem very interested in this person,” Barbatos’ tone wasn’t accusatory, but he seemed to expect and answer.

“... I guess I’m just trying to understand them better. Him better,” The last part slipped from Mc’s mouth easily, surprising even her.

“I think I may know who you’re talking about. If I’m correct, you won’t find any references to her in these books. It’s not my place to explain the situation to you however. You should probably go speak with the brothers about her…” the butler paused for a second before continuing, “I believe Michael also knows a lot about the situation, though he doesn’t know the full story,” with that, he got up and pushed his chair in, “I must continue with my duties, but I appreciate the short reprieve. Good night.”

“Night,” Mc called after him. Huh. Michael knows?

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Part Fifteen

 I wanted to let you all know that as it is January, ever since 2014 the first moth of the year has been terrible for me. So far, we are 3 days into 2021, and I have already gotten a near constant tooth ache meaning I’m going to have to go to the dentist, and have gotten sick. I don’t know what else this month has in store for me, but I just wanted to warn you all, if my updates get sporadic or short, that’s why 😬 

[arofili]

how’d u get into writing? like, writing fic and being part of the silm community, being Known, that stuff? i’m really new to being a silm cc and i’d love to know ur advice! also: how’d u build up the confidence to start posting meta/hcs? bc i have a Lot of hcs and meta ideas but also i’m really anxious abt posting them bc yknow anxiety is like that

these are some great questions, anon! I’m gonna go through them one by one :)

how’d u get into writing?

not to be like, super cliche, but I’ve...kind of always been a writer? as long as I can remember I’ve been telling stories, and when I was too young to read or write I would dictate them to my mom, who would type them up for me and help me choose clipart illustrations to accompany them. when I got old enough I would always be writing; I attempted my first novel at age 9, and while that never really went anywhere I did finish the darn thing and it had some pretty sophisticated plot twists for a 9-year-old!

like, writing fic

around the same time I got into fandom! I was deep into Warrior cats (like. really deep) and I believe I started writing my first fics when I was like? 10 or 11? my memory is kind of fuzzy on the order of things, but I know I got an account on the Warriors forums when I was 9, and that I was already posting my fic there when I made my FFN account. I believe I was 12 when that happened, but who knows. I haven’t the faintest idea of what happened with those forums, but uhhh pretty much all of my Warriors fic is still up on FFN lmao. you could probably find that if you want to but um...maybe don’t?

my first Big Fic was a self-insert of...my entire 5th/6th grade class into the then-current timeline of the Warriors books...well. I honestly think that might still be my most popular fic of all time l m a o though I try not to think about it because Hashtag Cringe. though as much as I look back on that time with a “yikes,” I am very grateful for the Warriors fandom in a way? that place was so accepting and encouraging of OCs, of AUs, of completely disregarding canon, of worldbuilding that is completely alien from canon - it was a fantastic sandbox to begin with, there were so many ways to write stories and practically all of them were accepted and had fellow fans invested in them!

and being part of the silm community, 

soooo I wrote Warriors fic until my freshman year of high school (wow sdjfhkdsjfh), which was when BOTFA came out, and I was absolutely wrecked by the ending and immediately started writing my own fixit fic. I was also super hooked on Kiliel! so that was my intro to the Tolkien fandom; and simultaneously, I joined tumblr, and, well, the rest is history tbh.

I honestly do not remember when I first read the Silm, but I kind of got into the more obscure parts of the Tolkien fandom through fandom osmosis, and I do have a vague memory of doodling the Finwean family tree in geometry class so it might have been later on in freshman year? that was also the same time I was having my Queer Awakening, and Russingon definitely contributed to me unlearning my internalized queerphobia, so probably around then.

anyway - queer awakening, tumblr, Tolkien, transitioning from FFN to AO3 - all of that was happening around the same time. I know I dipped my toes in the Silm fandom then, but I was still primarily a Hobbit fic writer focusing on Kiliel. toward the end of high school I kind of shifted to LOTR and (qp) Gigolas...but somehow the Silm fandom is the most active of the Big Three within the Tolkien fandom, and I was getting dragged further and further in.

it wasn’t until @backtomiddleearthmonth 2019, my freshman year of college, that I really dove into writing Silm fic! I picked some Silm-specific bingo cards and never looked back :D that was really not all that long ago but I am obsessed in a way I don’t really remember being even with TH/LOTR, I obviously cannot see the future but I anticipate hanging out here for a long time. the Silm fandom is great overall and there’s just so much material to work with!! <3

being Known, that stuff?

so I don’t really have a whole lot of context on how “well known” I am in the fandom?? definitely within the past year and a half or so I’ve noticed that I like, get asks like this, and get a significant amount of notes on my posts, and I’ve made a lot of fandom friends especially since I joined some Silm servers on Discord (hmu if you want invites; I’m on the SWG server and 2 general Silm servers and the Russingon server) this past year. and I have 3,000 followers as of this month - and while ever since I hit 1k I don’t particularly pay attention to my follower count I can definitely say that I have more engagement now than I used to! but it took me a long time to build this “audience,” I suppose; I’ve been around the Tolkien fandom since late 2014, so nearly 6 years of this, lol.

really the best way to build a following, in my experience, is to just post a lot of stuff. when I started making edits I got a lot more engagement, because for a long time I would post one every day! (I made them in batches and queued them; I didn’t actually make one every day lol...and now I’m too busy to do that, so I just make edits for events and whenever I feel like it) And I have [checks ao3] 145 works in the Silm fandom as of today - I’m fairly prolific! I’ve come to generally expect 3-10 comments on most of my oneshots, which is a lot more than I used to have back in the day. consistency and quantity are more likely to attract people to your work - and quality, of course.

also: how’d u build up the confidence to start posting meta/hcs?

I’ve been writing since I was very young, and I’ve been writing fic for like...11 years? I think? in that time I’ve produced a lot of garbage, but imo most of that was in my Warrior cats phase, so I came into the Tolkien fandom with confidence in myself and my writing. I’m also working on original fiction on the side (I hope to eventually become a published fantasy author, but right now school takes up most of my time that I don’t devote to fandom, which gives me more immediate gratification and also is just Very Fun) and I know I’m a good writer.

basically, I’ve been doing this for like...half my life, and I’m still fairly young, so I’ve had time to build up my skill and confidence and I know I’m only going to get better with time. you will get better with practice. like I said, I’ve written a lot of terrible stuff, and it’s only through sucking for a long time that I’ve gotten to the point I am now. and I am far from perfect; I know I still have lots of room to grow!

for meta and headcanons specifically, I started with writing fic, and then when I didn’t think I could stretch something into an entire fic I would just make a hc post. I have a vivid memory of writing my first meta in a notebook during driver’s ed because it was so goddamn boring and I had Thoughts about Tauriel and Thranduil!

in my experience, meta comes from having Opinions and wanting to share them and most importantly to back them up - you need to have sources! you need to have reasons! you need to have justification! otherwise it’s not meta, it’s a headcanon or an AU. which is fine!! I love hc/AU!!! but they are not the same as meta, and I’m a stickler for being accurate when it comes to meta. if you have sources and shit to back you up, that will help you build the confidence to share your meta.

sharing disinformation and passing it off as meta instead of just coming out and saying this is a headcanon/baseless theory/AU or whatever is such a fandom pet peeve of mine; it’s not bad for something to not be Accurate! you just have to have that disclaimer - and even when you’re writing meta, you’re offering an interpretation of the text, and you need to acknowledge that other interpretations also exist and are valid.

um. I hope this answers your questions? and sorry for basically word-vomiting my entire life story, lol. this post got long; the main reason I’ve written so much fic is because I really just cannot shut up for the life of me. sooo if you can tear of that filter of being shy and just. say shit. you can go so far~!

OH and one more thing - I can’t believe I almost forgot this - but part of being a writer is participating in the community. this is code for LEAVE A DAMN COMMENT IF YOU LIKE A FIC. that’s how I made most of my fandom friends before Discord! I follow @ao3feed-silmarillion and stalk that blog for new Silm fics; I read the ones that interest me and comment on them.

I know this is not really the most common way for folks to find fic but it’s so rewarding to interact with new fic, new writers, new commentors, new stories - you can find gems that don’t rise to the top of the kudos/bookmark lists; you become friends with your fellow writers; you can watch people grow and change; you support smaller content creators. yeah, you might not be getting Just The Best Stuff, but it’s so so so worth it!!

and if you make friends in the comment section of other people’s fic - I guarantee you some of them will go to your AO3 profile and check out your fic, too! and they’ll leave comments! this is a fic community, and that’s what I cherish about fandom most of all, tbh.

anyway - again - sorry for rambling so much, but I hoped this helped! feel free to send in another ask, or to come talk to me off anon if you’d like! and definitely send me your stuff if/when you decide to share it; I would love to support you!!! <3

[get-shiggy-with-it]

heya bee! if you’ve still got a slot available for the matchups, i’d like to join in 👉👈

i’m on the shorter side (5’3), i have dyed grey hair currently, as well as multiple ear piercings and a nose piercing. uhhh my mbti is isfp, i take things pretty much at face value, and i like to make things with my hands.

what i look for in a partner is someone who’s good at communicating and is trustworthy. i identify as female and i have a bit of a preference for male characters

Hey bby!! I always have space for you, have a ship 💕

Okay so I'm gonna go out on a limb and say Fatgum for you.

From what I gather of ISFP's y'all have a pretty spontaneous and sort of introspective personalities that I think would go well with resident sweetest man alive Taishiro. He's not one to be deceptive whatsoever, so you're not going to have any issues with understanding each other on both a surface and more emotional level.

For the same reason, I don't foresee ever having any communication or trust issues with this man. He's just so honest, like maybe a bit too honest at times. Incredibly willing to inform you how devoted he is to you, all the damn time. I feel like he would also really appreciate your sense of creativity. Food is kinda like art and he really fucking loves food, so anything you make he finds impressive. I can very much see him being into have a shorter s/o. That guy has a size kink to rival the gods I just know it in my bones.

He sort of has to really since he's a giant.

Anyway, he'd treat you right. What a sweetheart.

Abandoned Options: Inko, Mirio, Toshinori