#fusing. Lets write a list of food we can eat with our hands and ones we cant! Can we eat... ice cream with our hands? No! That'd be so mes

[theood]

falling down an aba therapy rabbit hole god so many people just treat autistic people with fluctuating abilities as subhuman there is always a better workaround for kid AND parent but really its not about the parent here its abt the kid

[dere-boys]

Seungmin Dere-Types Headcanons

We got bored and decided we wanted to make headcanons for some of the boys we have available for dialogue prompt requests. We've start with some of our personal biases. If anyone wants us to write dere-type headcanons for any boy in particular off our availability list just shoot us a name in our inbox!

These will also include NSFW headcanons as well. But fear not, if you don’t want to read them, when they start they’ll be marked NSFW and then end when the next dere-type begins so you should be able to scroll past them easily.

Tsundere:

Look, we all know Seungmin IRL gives off hella tsundere vibes…

Gets frustrated very easily by your affection and does not know what to do about it.

Is more likely to say something mean when he’s embarrassed or flustered and immediately regrets it but his pride won’t let him apologize.

He’s not a physical tsundere as much as he is going to tell you to leave him alone.

He gets very tongue tied when you’re forward with him and that causes him to lash out.

Quick fuse but quick to begrudgingly apologize as well.

NSFW

Cannot instigate to save his life because wanting sex with you is still wanting you and it’s awkward for him.

Tsundere Seungmin is actually hella soft in bed but he cannot look you in the eye.

Look, he wants you to go down on him, but also the second you start he’s gonna tell you not to even though he really really wants you to.

If you don’t tell him what you want he’s going to call you stupid.

Tsundere Seungmin does not know how to do foreplay.

Not very vocal once things get started but when he’s about to come is when he gets more affectionate and honest.

Yandere:

Stalker. He is 100% the stalker kind of yandere.

I’m talking pictures and letters that escalate in creepiness.

Will literally follow you everywhere, work, gym, vacations across the country.

I don’t see him as a yandere that will physically hurt you but he will for sure hurt people around you.

Likes to keep you tied up with rope instead of chains or handcuffs because they look nicer.

If he does have to punish you it's by shortening your leash and confining you to smaller spaces. Bruises don’t make for pretty pictures.

Likes dressing you up.

If he does get angry at you he’s probably going to throw things or punch walls to scare you into submission.

NSFW

Likes to tie you up and take pictures of you.

Bondage. Literally no one else has patience like him and he loves getting you positioned just right.

Breeding kink. Will fuck you full of his cum and then plug you up.

Doesn’t like seeing you cry but loves getting you begging since he wants you to need him.

Provided you’ve done nothing to upset him he’s a very complimentary partner and loves calling you pet names while he fucks you.

However, if he’s upset, he will degrade you until you’re telling him that you’ll be his good girl.

Kuudere:

Dismissive but not in a way that’s trying to be mean.

Not good at telling you he cares.

Is good at showing you he cares in small ways, like reminding you to set your alarms so you aren’t late and making sure to remind you to eat.

This can come off like nagging.

Will not confess to you first but mostly because he thinks he's being obvious about his feelings already which he definitely is not.

Likes to show off but pretends that he isn't by being super nonchalant.

NSFW

This version of Seungmin does not make noise at all and it is frustrating.

You got him to moan once. ONE TIME. And it was the hottest thing.

Is very particular about what you two do in the bedroom.

Control kink but not a dominance kink.

If you want to introduce something knew prepare to do research and convince him.

Obviously since you want to do it he'll more than likely agree, he just wants to know you'll be safe and well prepared for what you're asking for.

Definitely more of giver, you have to convince him to let you go to town on him.

Overstimulates you but not necessarily because he likes overstimulating you, it's more of a "I kept going because you were still moaning," kind of thing.

Dandere:

Big round glasses, he has like three pairs because he loves them too much.

Also pastel hoodies, his favorite is a lilac colored one you bought him on a whim, it’s big and comfy.

Probably also own a few berets, let's be honest.

Gets shy when you call him cute.

Likes buying you milk tea.

Matching couple outfits. He’s obsessed.

Will take your picture any chance he gets when you’re not watching and when you catch him he gets very shy about it.

NSFW

Lowkey sub energy.

Wants to take care of you more, but is too shy to do it on his own.

Doesn’t want to have sex with the lights off so he can see all of you.

Slow morning sex is his favorite.

Lowkey vanilla but like, it’s still nice sooo….

Not very good at asking for what he wants in bed so he usually asks what you want.

Okay but when he is feeling bolder, loves fuking you slowly from the back, just basking in your body and how you’re connected.

Oujidere:

Softer King (also vocal king but we been knew).

Likes you taking care of him without having to ask.

"What's a king without his treasure?" - Common Seungmin compliment.

Does not liked to be kept waiting and will withhold affection as punishment.

Expects you to hang around him even if he's not paying attention to you.

Orders your food for you when you go out, does not want to hear you complain if he got something you didn't want.

Expects you to put effort into your outfits and will make you go change if he thinks you're not dressed up enough to be seen with him.

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Pillow Prince (King)

He wants you to do all the work.

More into praising you then degrading you but you have to earn it.

Loves you riding him and you telling him how good his cock is making you feel.

Going down on you takes too much effort but if you've done a good enough job getting him off he'll use his hands.

A fan of quickies to take care of his stress but don't expect him to take your pleasure into account, though if you're good enough he'll let you ride his thigh while he works.

Shundere:

When Seungmin is being a shundere he doesn't want other people to know it.

Wants to be alone and wallow in his sadness.

Provide him back hugs and make him hot tea to help.

Silent crier.

If left alone for too long he will turn himself into a human burrito and bury himself in his bed.

Listens to sad/mellow songs and writes in his journal to try and feel better.

He doesn't have much of an apatite when he's sad so you buy his favorite things to coax him into eating.

NSFW

He doesn't have a very high libido so usually doesn't want to engage in penetrative sex.

Enjoys shower handjobs.

If you two have sex he wants to be as close to you as possible so it's more like slow grinding then fucking.

Likes to keep his face in your neck.

Won't ever asked to be praised but you know to do it since that's what he really really wants.

Nyandere:

Cat Breed: Ragamuffin

Catboy who wishes he was a dogboy.

Biggest cat attribute is that he will take your seat if you get up and will have no shame in doing so.

Doesn't like people touching his ears or tail*

A fan of cat naps.

Comes off as being a more of a loner but actually craves affection.

He does early morning stretches that are sleepy and adorable.

NSFW

*Okay but actually secretly loves having the base of his ears played with in bed since they're hella sensitive.

Loves to bite at your chest and shoulders.

Crossdressing: Just... Seungmin in a skirt with his fluffy tail... I-

Catboy Seungmin wants you to ride his face. He wants to taste you and milk everything he can from your body with his mouth.

Secretly loves it when you leave scratches.

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Thank you so much for reading! - ❄️ & 🌻

[tenmillionwhumperflies]

Cloudwalker Series Part 11

Not sure if anyone’s actually still interested in this but I still love it and I enjoy writing it so I’m going to keep going. Now we start making Avizon nicer, only for worse people to later enter and whump the beans.

Warnings for this one are more squick warnings. Ihuka has wound fever, and there’s a part where feathers are put back onto his wings with magic. Master-list Here

Approx WC: 1700

Ihuka’s fever did not improve by morning, that much was clear when Dyan came to Avizon alone and asked him for guidance. Avizon went down to their room to see what was wrong with him, to see how sick he’d gotten. Ihuka didn’t even raise his head when the door opened. The discomfort was clear on his face, the blankets were on the floor and the mattress was damp with sweat.

Avizon grimaced. “His wounds were cleaned, he shouldn’t have gotten this ill...” but even as Avizon spoke, he examined the lash marks, the skin red and shiny, he saw the burn, he felt the heat behind the skin which made Ihuka groan and try to move away. He could see where his wings were getting red and developing mottled skin. “Too much,” Avizon mumbled, though more to himself. “He doesn’t look like he’ll be able to fight off this fever on his own. He needs medicine, and if not… magic.”

Ihuka whimpered as Avizon picked him up, and Dyan was surprised to see that he picked him up without using magic. Ihuka’s head fell against his chest and he shivered as his bare wings almost trailed across the floor.

“S.sorry...” Ihuka managed, swallowing hard. It was enough to make Avizon feel a pang of pity for the creature, a twinge of guilt. This was not how he wanted him to be at all. He wanted them trained, not terrified of him. He had gone too far- he should have known better! Perhaps he really was an evil sorcerer, but he didn’t want these two beautiful creatures to think of him that way. Maybe he really was a fool for thinking he was capable of anything but hurt. How had he been so blind?

“Follow.” Dyan obeyed, following Avizon up the stairs of the tower until they came to Avizon’s office, where he did most of his potion-making and other work. Dyan had spent hours cleaning the table the day before, sanding it and varnishing it and now Ihuka had been settled onto it. Ihuka writhed on the wood and tried to crawl off, but Avizon’s heavy hand on his shoulder, as well as gentle hushes was enough to make him stay still. He whined as Avizon turned him over onto his front, being careful when he moved his wings.

“You will be alright, little bird. You can sleep.”

Avizon spent hours tending to him, cleaning and resealing wounds, wiping him down with a cool damp cloth, while Dyan could only watch with wide eyes. Avizon gave Dyan the cloth and the instruction to keep dabbing his face and neck while he hurried to prepare a potion. He boiled it down, and added one ingredient after another, not caring how it bubbled and fizzed and glowed until it formed a strong elixir to help him fight the fever. 

He should not have hurt him so much. Why could he only see it now that the fire had left Ihuka’s eyes? Now that he’d broken him down enough to obey, was he able to acknowledge just how fragile his body was, how thin his arms and legs were. He should have known that hurting him so much would bring on a fever, even if Ihuka had bitten him. Perhaps he should not have lost his temper so badly, he should have stopped the punishment once he'd knelt the first time…

Why was he such a monster? And why were these thoughts only entering his mind now? Why was it only clear now the damage had been done? He felt the desire to confide in his old master, but that would have to wait- that was, if Orrien even wanted to talk to him.

Avizon approached Ihuka again and sat him up, cradling his head in his arms once the elixir was ready and cool. “Drink, little one. Drink.” Ihuka tried to look even smaller in his grip, and although he did succeed in that, it wasn’t going to stop Avizon. “Drink. Dyan, translate it for me. He must drink, it will help him get rid of his illness.”

Ihuka wasn’t paying him much attention in his lethargic state. Avizon carefully used his thumb to part his lips, to ease his mouth open just enough to pour the liquid in a little at a time. Ihuka shuddered and managed to grab hold of his wrist.

Dyan stood, shuffling from one foot to the other. “Is he going to be okay, master?” Avizon looked up at his sorrowful face and nodded softly. “I will do all I can… In truth I don’t know.”

“We have stories,” Dyan practically whispered. “That our wings… our feathers, are what give us our strength...” Dyan stopped himself, but Avizon could finish his sentence for him ‘and you took them away’. “The feathers give you vitality? The magic inside them...”

Light magic was in need fragile, Avizon forgot that. He was so used to dark power, so used to not caring, not having a need to care. Perhaps it was being in the presence of light magic again that had made him realise just how cruel he had become. His heart sank. So many people that he loved would have been devastated at what he’d become… What would his beloved Ro have thought?

Avizon looked at Ihuka and sighed. “How long does it take you to grow your feathers back?” “Months… maybe less if we're warm and fed.”

Avizon smoothed the hair out of his face. “If he does not improve on his own within the next few days-" No, not a few days. Ihuka’s weak cough made it clear he might not have a few days "Dash it all. Dyan, get the bag of his feathers.”

Dyan did so with a confused frown. He held it out to him and watched as he took out a single black feather, examined it, and then traced his finger over the nib. He murmured something, a sound Dyan had never heard before, some sort of spell perhaps, and the feather floated all on its own when he let go. It swayed slightly before it went to Ihuka's wings and settled down near the skin on the underside of his wing. There was a bright glow, and Ihuka whimpered. Once the glow died down, Dyan was able to see it had fused on his back again, as if it had never been taken away.

“This will take time, and it will hurt him. You have my permission to leave the room.” Dyan swallowed hard. “I don’t want to leave him- if that is allowable?” “Yes, but do not get in my way.” Dyan knelt by Ihuka’s head once Avizon eased him back down against the table and turned him onto his front again. Dyan offered all the comfort he could as Avizon worked. Some feathers only drew groans, but the biggest feathers were enough to make him scream. He was crying by the end, clawing at the table beneath him, but he couldn’t get up.

Yet, the longer Ihuka endured, the more feathers that were returned to him, the easier it was for him to move, to breathe, to speak. It was helping.

“Alright… that is all the feathers I can salvage. He does look better… unless that’s simply the elixir.”

Avizon picked him up as his body shook with little sobs and eased him down onto a bed by his desk that he’d prepared for him earlier that morning, a nest made of pillows and blankets for him to sleep on. “Hush, little bird, hush… I know, I’ve hurt you again, but this was for your own good, look, you have your feathers back, they’re back to stay. Good bird, good bird. Shhhhh.” Avizon decided it best to just step back when Ihuka didn’t calm after a minute. “I’m going to go and eat. Stay here with him, Dyan, calm him if you can.”

Avizon let out a half frustrated sigh before he slipped away out of sight. Ihuka raised his head but he didn’t have the strength to hold it for long. “What d.did I do wrong?” Ihuka croaked at Dyan. “Was it because I couldn’t do what he wanted?” “No, Ihuka, he put your feathers back, he helped you. It… just hurt to put them back. I had no idea humans could do things like that...”

Ihuka forced himself to sit up.

“What does it mean? Why would he...” “Because you…” Dyan bit back his answer of telling him he was dying. “You were really ill. Master was worried.”

“What does that mean… for us?” Ihuka whimpered. Dyan pursed his lips and looked up at the door. “It means things might get better, but I don’t know for sure… You should sleep, little firefly. Save your strength.”

“How do I thank him? What… what is the word?” Dyan smiled sadly before he told him and helped him practice.

When Avizon returned a little while later, Ihuka crawled towards him. Avizon walked forward to meet him halfway. Ihuka reached for his leg but thought better of it and tried to get on his knees, to hold the position he’d suffered so much to accept. He fluttered his wings a little bit and looked up at him. “Thank you, master, I’m sorry...”

Avizon crouched, and it was only then did Ihuka realise he was carrying bowls of food. “Here, little bird- back on your bed. You don’t need to thank me.” Avizon put the bowl down by the blankets and gently ran his hand through Ihuka’s hair, before it settled on his warm forehead. “Not when I was the cause of it,” he mumbled. “Eat, and sleep. You’re still slightly feverish.”

Ihuka curled up with his wings around him, which, although patchy in places, looked a great deal better than before. The bed was beside Avizon’s desk, near his chair, so Avizon could reach down whenever he wanted. Ihuka didn’t look too afraid when he sat down, though he looked to be enduring it more than relaxing. Perhaps time would change that. “Now then, Dyan, back to work, yes?” “Yes, master.”

[onepdumpsterfire]

The Love struck neighbors

Modern life!AU

   "Are you spying on her again?" Asked a voice from right besides me. "Gah! Don't do that, Ace. it isn't funny" I say, trying to slow my racing heart "And I'm not spying, for your information. I'm just looking outside, it's just a coincidence that our neighbor, that lives across from us, is uh... Stretching..."

   "Uhu just a coincidence, like the other times that she happened to be doing yoga in her living room," He walks towards the kitchen; all the while continuing his mocking, "or writing, or cleaning or-"

   "Okay I get it!" I interrupt him. "And, by the way, your drooling," Ace shouts over the clattering of pans. "N-no im not!" I reply, quickly wiping away at my mouth. My face is beet red and it'll probably keep getting redder if we continue this conversation. Time to change the subject.

   Getting up I follow him to our cramped kitchen. "Don't touch the food on the stove; wait till luffy gets here and then we can eat"

   "You should just go talk to her, if you like her so much," grabbing a piece of hot food from the stove, he tosses it into his mouth. "Ah, fuck! That's hot."

   "That's why you should wait till luffy gets here in 20 minutes." I usher him out of there before he decides to eat more food. "But it'll be cold then and I'm hungry nooooow, saboooooo," Ace whines. "It's in low heat so it won't get cold, and we're waiting till luffy gets here." I guide him towards the living room. "By the way you haven't answered. Why don't you talk to her?" Stopping us in front of the linen couch, he turns to face me. "I have but it's just so awkward between us? I wish we could just start over but by now she probably thinks I'm a weirdo." Sitting on the couch, Ace pats the spot next to him. "Nah I doubt it. You only, what? Fallen down the stairs in front of her,"

   Groaning, I remember that embarrassing day. I was trying to be neighborly and greet her, but got...distracted and tripped over the last few steps. At least she helped me up. She smelled so nice that day. "Dropped and broke most of her groceries." Remembering that one actually made me flinch. I'd seen her unloading some groceries when I got home from work. I offered to help, but clumsily dropped most of the bags I was holding. I exploded her soda and most of the plastic plates she bought for a get together she was having. She invited my brothers and I after that. I ended up avoiding her most of the time. Ace, on the other hand, tried to talk to her every chance he got. And luffy....ate just about everything there. "Awkwardly talked about labradors, for some reason. Yeah, no I see your point." I just couldn't shut up that day. Grrrr, I'm pissed off at myself.

   "Are you done listing how much of a loser I am? Thanks, man. real motivational pep talk." He turns on the couch, now facing me, he puts a leg on my lap. "Hey, you know what, luffy might have talked to her recently." Now that's news to me. "What do you mean?"

   "Well remember when luffy set that fire to the apartment a while ago? when we were out." Eugh, just remembering makes me wanna throw up. He tried barbecuing for us on the balcony once, but ended up almost burning the apartment down. AND he still made us eat that vile lunch. It makes me shiver at the thought. "Yep. He's the reason we have no balcony, why?"

   "Well she's a firefighter intern or something right?"

   "I think?" I'm not following...

   "Then she probably came here to help put the fire out. And you know how luffy is. He probably talked to her and mentioned we are neighbors and that she had invited us to her place before." My face pales, I'm following his train of thought now. He's probably gonna invite her over soon. He does that with every person he befriends. Oh no. Oh no no no..... If he did talk to her then he more than likely told her about me looking at her through her patio door. He has no filter! I'll never be able to face her again! "Luffy talks way too much! He probably told her that we've seen her through her balcony-" Ace puts a hand up, stopping me. "Hold up, WE? What's this 'we' you speak of? YOU'RE the one spying on her." He moves his arm to the small stand next to the couch, grabbing the controller. "And besides, if he did, she hasn't closed her curtains yet; she probably has a thing for you too."

   If she does I'd probably just about faint.  Considering how awkward things are between us. Man, I hope she does. It would be a big help. My panic subsides and the sounds of the TV provide a nice background noise while I drift off into a daydream about how it would be like to be with her. Being able to hear her voice all the time, see her smile everyday. To BE the reason she smiles every day. She makes my insides feel all warm and fuzzy. Gross, it's like I'm a school girl or something. I'm usually not like this, but she just seems to make my brain go mush. I sigh contently, probably smiling like a fool as I continue to daydream.

   I practically forget why I was panicking before. Then the day dreaming is cut short when I hear voices and the jingle of keys at the door. "Really, it's fine. You don't have to invite me over. It'll probably be awkward."  The door is opened in the middle of the first person's sentence. "No! It's no big deal! Honest, it's a thanks for helping put out the fire that time." Came the other voice.

   That second voice I recognize, it's luffy. But the first..... A girl.... Putting out fires... Oh no. My mind goes blank as the the two walk in through the door. Well, more like luffy walked in and y/n was dragged in by him. Oh god I'm not dressed. Is what I'm wearing fine, Shorts and a t-shirt?Will she like the food? I mean luffy did invite her over so we gotta offer her to stay for a while, right? Right? I hope she likes spaghetti and meatballs. Ace, help me, please.

   As if to answer my silent prayers, Ace mutes the TV and greets the two. "Hey, guys. What's up?"

   "I saw y/n get out of her car, and invited her over for dinner!" Luffy chimes. "That so? Well since Sabo seems to be frozen, I'll serve the plates." Stammering y/n tries to object. "Oh no. You don't have to. I wouldn't wanna impose. I'll just be going now." She turned to walk out, but Ace stops her. "Don't be silly. Stay for dinner, it'll be nice. Plus my brother, over there, made it. He's a pretty good cook, husband material." He winks at her and all the color returns to me once more. I shoot up from my spot, dragging Ace to the kitchen by the ear. "Ow. Ow. Ow. Dude stop." I let go of him, looking mad. I try to glare him down, but that's hard to do with my face being as red as it is. "Oh come on, you were just sitting there, frozen. I had to do something to help my bro get his boo." My cheeks sting from how much blood flow they're getting today. "Don't say it like that!" I whisper yell at him. "Oh calm down. It's hard to take you seriously when you look at me like that. It's adorable." Ace dramatically puts an arm over his forehead. Why, this asshole wants to get punched today. I'm about to blow a fuse when luffy walks in. "Hey guys what's up? Is it not okay to bring her over?"

   "No, no, it's fine. It's not that I uh..." I can't seem to find the right words... "Sabo, just can't handle it right now. His crush is getting him all flustered." Ace answers in a mocking tone. O-hoho I'm gonna kick his ass later. I glare at him walking out of the kitchen. "Just set the table."

   Back to the living room, y/n is standing awkwardly by the door way. "Come on in, the food is being served." She looks at me, god, her eyes. "I understand if you weren't expecting company. I can just go, it's oka-"

   "No! I uh... mean uh.. no no everything's okay, don't feel bad about this. It's nice to have company over for a change." I awkwardly trail off, cheeks still beet red. Swear to god, I'm about to spontaneously combust. "The uh.. Dining area is this way." I wave her over. I'm being awkward, oh god. 'Dining area' who even says that. This is an apartment; he can see it from where she's standing. God fucking djfjfhfuej...

  My head is swarming with thoughts. I can't do this. What do we talk about. Not labradors, please brain, something else. As I plead with myself, y/n takes a seat next to luffy.

  Hold up.... Do I sit next to her? Across? If I don't even go near her, will she be offended?? I must have looked stressed out because Ace ends up putting my plate next to hers. Pushing me into a seat. He sits across from her. Boxing me into a seat. If I move now, next to ace or luffy, it'll look rude. I have no choice, but to sit here.

  As awkwardly fantastic this would be, being next to her and all. I can't help but notice we boxed her in too. She must be feeling uncomfortable by now. Even more than before. Oh geez. Ice breaker. Ice breaker. Something to start a conversation. "S-so uh," my voice fills the, otherwise, quiet area. It caught me off guard, I didn't think this through. What do I say???

  "You helped put out the fire, right?" Ace saves me once again. "Yeah, I'm just an intern so I didn't do much, really" she has her hands in her lap, awkwardly, almost as if she's scared to get closer to the table. "Stop being weird, guys," luffy cuts in, "hey, y/n, is being a firefighter cool? Do you ride in the fire truck? Can you drive it? Have you-"

  "Stop bombarding her with questions, Lu. Giver her time to answer, at least." I stop him before he can drown her in his questions. He's too curious. Chuckling I relax a bit. "So, firefighter, what got you interested in the job?" Y/n turns to me, sending butterflies to my stomach. "Uh... Well," she tucks her hair behind her ear, nervous habit? "I just liked the idea of helping people, and really liked fire trucks I guess?" She forms her response like a question, laughs nervously. "O-oh um.. I don't know what you guys do? It's okay if I ask, you don't have to answer if you don't want to." she waves her hands in front of her.

  "Hahah It's fine. I'm working to be a paramedic. I'm about to graduate, actually" Ace smoothes over her awkwardness. "Oh! That's great, congrats!" Bashfully she congratulates his almost accomplishment. It's cute how flustered she can get. "I'm still in between majors. "I say, swirling some spaghetti onto my fork. "I thought I wanted to be a computer science major, but now I'm not so sure." 

   "I didn't wanna go to college." Luffy chimes next to her, spaghetti sauce on his lips, "more school after school? Boring! I'm working as a mechanic with franky!" He shoves the last pit of his pasta into his mouth. "Mm-sabo more!" 

  "Don't talk with your mouth full luffy. There's more in the kitchen" before I finish he's up and out of his seat. "Franky?" Y/n questions, going back to the previous conversation. "He's owns the shop luffy works at." I fill her in, "he comes by here once in a while. Really cool dude." Running back to his seat, luffy joins in the conversation "he has this cool robot arm and foot! He told me once that some of his head had metal in it! Like a cyborg!!" He's too excitable. "Stop screaming lu, she's right next to you." He practically inhales his next plate of food. "Sorry sorry," luffy mumbles, mouth full of food.

  "Franky isn't a cyborg, he just has prosthetic limbs and a plate from when an accident at the shop." Ace gets up, "you should get one of those cool prosthetics too, sabo." Now in the kitchen, he continues, "anyone else want seconds?"

  "No, this is enough for me." Y/n points at her plate. "Save some for me." I walk to the kitchen. "You have a prosthetic, sabo?" Y/n asks from the table. "Yea, my leg, I lost it in a car wreck when I was little."

  "S-sorry, I didn't mean to-" I stop her mid sentence. "Don't worry it was a long time ago. And Ace, prosthetics are expensive."

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   After dinner is finished y/n offers to help with the dishes. Ace and I decline, she's a guest after all. "Y/n wanna stay for a bit and hang out?" I ask her, hopefully it isn't too forward. "It's not that late, promise to have you back at yours before 10." I give her the best smile I can. "Sure, haha." I hope that she doesn't feel obligated to stay. 

  "How's your balcony?" She asks no one in particular, "are they gonna start repairs on it soon?" I walk towards the sliding door, next to her. "Yeah, they were supposed to start a few days ago, but with all of the rain these past couple of days..." I trail off. She nods her head, still looking at the charred ground outside. 

  Luffy joins us at the door. "Look, y/n, you can see into your place from here. Sabo sometimes lo-" I slap my hand over his mouth. Oh no. Shit. I hope she didn't understand what he was getting to. "He does what now?" She turns to us all, wide eyed, startled by what he might have said. Fuck.

  "N-no. I don't spy o-on you or a-anything!" My face heats up, bright red. I scramble to find some form of excuse. "I just enjoy the view." I wave my hands wildly around me hoping it'll do ANYTHING to help this situation. "NO! Not what I meant. Outside! I like looking outside." There's no salvaging this situation. I can hear Ace laughing his ass off in the living room. This bastard! "No you don't" luffy says, pulling my hand away from his mouth. He takes a step back, away from my grasp. "Don't you like her?" Why this little gremlin!

  "No! No, of course not." I quickly turn to face y/n, "not that there's anything wrong with that. I do like you. I mean like a friend! Right, but iflateronweendeduotogetherthatwouldntbesobadeither..." I. CAN'T. STOP. TALKING.

  "..Ahahahah umm okay? I like you as a friend too?" She tilts her head. "What was that last part you said? I couldn't quite get that "it's like my body is trying to give me a heat stroke. I'm burning. "N-nothing! Nothing. Phew, is it hot in here? I'm gonna go turn the a.c. on." I grab Luffy's hand, hurding him to the small hallway, adjacent to the dining room.

   "Stop saying stuff like that" I whisper to him. "It's embarrassing." Luffy, completely bewildered, can't seem to wrap his head these words. "Why? Don't you like her? Was I wrong? You only wanna be friends?"

  "No. I mean yes. I like her, okay." I put both hands to my head, pulling at my hair. "And I wanna be more than friends, but she's gonna think I'm some kind of weido if she finds out I sometimes look at her through her balcony." Luffy laughes, to my dismay. "We'll it's a bit late for that." 

   "No, hopefully I can make her believe that I do just casually look outside. Just please stop talking about my crush on her." I give him a pleading look. "No, it's too late." Luffy points behind me, "she's right there." I turn around, abruptly. Shit.

   "I just wanted to tell you that it would probably be best I'd I left" y/n mutteres, her face completely red. She. Heard. EVERYTHING. My mouth is drawn into a taut line; my muscles feel stiff, my hands are clammy, and I can't seem to move from the shock of it all. It's almost like an out of body experience. I wish I could run away like my mind is doing. "You guys okay?" Luffy looks back and forth between the both of us. "Yes, everything's fine." My voice cracks at the end. "Let me walk you home y/n." I walk past her, robotically leading her towards the door.

  "I'm gonna take y/n home." I state outloud; not really noticing if they reach Ace or not. Opening the door, I let y/n pass though first. She walks to the stairs and all I seem to be able to do is look at the door closing behind me. The golden light diminishing into a crack until it's finally gone. I have to turn around now, but I can't. How can I bear to look at her right now? What do I say to her? Do I bring it up or does she just want to forget it?

   My heart sinks even further thinking about that last question. I could have stayed at the door all night panicking about what I had done; but she pulls me out of my anxiety induced hysteria. "Sabo?" Y/n calles out to me, barely above a whisper. I face her, half expecting her to tell me she could walk home alone. "Are you coming?" Her words hit me like a punch in the gut. Violent butterflies swarming inside me, excited about what's to come. Do I still have a shit? "Y-yes. Of course." My mouth pulls up into a smile. I can't make it stop and it'll probably creep her out; but the fact that I may still have a chance. I nearly trip down the stairs again with how much I'm overthinking it. Falling, again? I'd ruin my chances, being so clumsy.

   Walking side by side, y/n decides to start the conversation first. "So...." She looks up at the sky before staring straight ahead. She's nervous, like me, I hope it's for the same reason. "W-what I heard inside....was it true?" Her checks flair, refusing to spare a glance at me. Well, it's now or never. Taking a big breath I tell her how I feel about her. "Yes, I like you a lot." I stand in front of her on the steps to her apartment. I'm just as flushed as she is, but I need to know. "Y/n.... Do you like me?" Y/n stuteres a bit, unable to find the right words. My stomach tightens; taking the air out of my lungs. Please say yes. Y/n fiddles with the hem of her shirt. Please say yes. She looks up into my eyes; hers wide in panic? Embarrassment? Bashfulness? Please say yes. "I-I do...l-like you that is." She looks away, pushing some hair behind her ears. Her words are like electricity running through me. They send a shock all through me. I can't help myself, I'm just really happy, I throw my arms around her. The sudden embrace startles her, but she doesn't pull away. Slowly, she puts her hands around me; burying her face into my chest. I can feel her start to smile. It only makes mine grow wider. She likes me. Holy shit. She likes me.

[random-drunk]

Amphisbaena.

old novahd monster

A NovaHD monster I was trying to go back to, finally did and made MAJOR adjustments. They used to be attached to each other’s sides and was just a really humanized monster.(I have a friend that is big on conjoined/fused characters, told me the new monster is in the Queen/King formation :0 fancy!)But it still starts at a science facility with the same goal. However, the story is drastically different, I’m trying to make a video, but it might just turn into a comic later. Not sure if I’ll do anything at the end. Just in case I don’t, I’ll write out the story below. It’s long! I’m sorry for any grammatical errors. This is part of a bigger story, I just like to put a twist on characters, my OCs, popular fictional characters (that I also like), and irl people.

Quick note: You can draw the old or new design, but tag me so I can see it! I LOVE SEEING ART!!!

Somewhere in the US rests a science facility named, “Vita Brevis.” Out to make a human’s lifespan longer so we discover more and no relying on offspring to take on our studies. Out for this goal, even if it’s taking so far 50 years.

Tried advanced medicine that either resulting in the subject’s downward spiral of insanity or suicide. Tried diets and life routines that proved to be far from useful. Tried to fuse animals with humans, some died within months and others were a few years. They tried everything they had on their minds, but not fusing two people together.

Some scientists found it a silly idea, other found it borderline retarded. Two lives fused together doesn’t equal to a twice long lifespan, one would repeatedly state. To those that doubted, had no chance against the willing and desperate. So the project went underway.

Two young men were picked for the project.

James Wilson was in jail for a hit and run murder, ending serval lives and injuring a few more. The hit and run seemed to be done on purpose, the people involved seemed to have no relations with James prior the accident. Motives are still unclear.

Aleks Merchant was caught smuggling drugs overseas. He denied it all and said he was set up. All fingers were pointed at him and nothing to back him up. He was tested for using drugs, was under the influence of crack. He came alone but says someone was there, they just missed them. Either they did escape or he’s hallucinating, He was of course put in jail either way.

Vita Brevis contacted the prison and requested a certain amount of prisoners, regardless what they were in for. So Aleks and James were picked for the group, how unlucky.

Once in operation, Aleks and James saw each other, was told to say hi and then count backward from ten. Said small greetings and started to count after getting air masks, getting tired past five. The sleep was like heaven. Felt like nothing was there and just a release of pain and worry. They wished this is what death felt like. They had to wake up to something worse than death.

They woke up in bed, couldn’t feel their legs. They looked down, which happened to look at each other. Sewn together by the waist, stitches still visible. They screaming loud and bloody. Their hands took action before they could think, ripping the stitches and feeling each other’s warm blood cuddle their skin. Organs falling as the blood was seeping out more. A doctor heard their screams and came in just in time to save their lives. 

Worse than death.

When stitched back up, they were put to sleep for a longer time to heal. The two skins forming as one. Now stuck forever.

When awake, they were feed and bathe in warm water. They took small pleasures of watching TV and browsing the internet, of course fighting here and there.

In a few months, Aleks and James had trouble eating. Aleks would regurgitate the food and James would choke on food like if it was powdered cinnamon. James was given wet foods and was fine, but Aleks just kept puking it make up, more painful each time. Feed through a tube, it got down for a moment before it was shot back up through the tube. The force surprised scientists but didn’t at all classify as a breakthrough of anything. So they stop providing food for Aleks, but James seemed to have a bigger appetite since after Aleks’ cut off. So they did and it was much better.

However, one night, the boys were visited by a big shadow of fabric and bones, looking cold. A smaller and more flesh filled figure stepped forward. He spoke, “I see Poppy is still trying to push the monster agenda after my visit. It’s almost flattering... It’s my job, however.” He stepped closer and caressed Aleks’ face. “Don’t worry, Simon is here, I’m here... And you will do everything I say.” He leaned in and whispered into Aleks’ ear, then repeating the same words to James. He stood up and chuckled to show his joy. “Make me proud, Amphis.” The tall figure swung his wings and disappeared with the smaller figure, Simon.

Doing with what they’re told, when the nurses and doctors came in at breakfast with the food, Aleks quickly spit into the bowl of oatmeal. Everyone gasped and was grossed out, but saw the spit was a little orange and gave out a sizzle. James reached for the bowl, begging. The doctors hesitated but gave the bowl. James ate it, surprisingly no gaging and no gross facial expressions, he even seemed surprised. 

After some months, the scientists finally gave hard and dry foods, the two boys able to eat them all. They then started to do physical exercises like pushups, handstands, neutral “standing” form, pull-ups, so forth. They only got stronger from that point, but a lot of things started to happen. Aleks’ teeth were falling out and his tongue was sticking out more, after farther expectation, his tongue grew and only got bigger. James’ teeth got far sharper and seemed to get a few more extra teeth in the back. Their pupils got bigger and as time went on, the pupils covered their entire eyes, making them unable to come out under light. Aleks’ spit/vomit was now bright orange and is extremely toxic, but harmless to themselves. The scientists had to learn the hard way that the acidic saliva was still on the skin of the subjects, making them protected from harm. Their ears got more of a point, but that was the least threatening thing on the list.

Things did take a turn.

One exercise had basketball as the activity. James was on top and catching the ball and tossing it into the hoop. Repeating this a few more times before the boys switch. James leaned back to have his hands meet with the ground, flipping Aleks up. They turn around and meet eyes with the doctor. Aleks caught the ball and tossed it through the hoop, nothing new. When he was on his last toss, the boys staggered over to the hoop, a little uneasy. Aleks quickly grabs hold to the basketball hoop’s net to catch his breath and James to get his strength back. The doctor patiently waited. James picked them up again and Aleks seemed less dizzy judged by his expression. He didn’t let go of the net though and just stared into space.

The doctor spoke, “Hello? Are you alright..? Better come down so you can rest.”

Aleks didn’t move. Aleks did start to cough, having sharp bubbling sounds form in his throat. The doctor tried to talk Aleks to coming back down. Aleks still hasn’t moved. The doctored tried but sighed and pulled out a taser gun, firming and loudly speaking from this point.

“Get down.”

James’ eyes darted to the gun and got his lungs and heart doing overtime. Aleks felt his heart and lungs fasten and spotted the threat. His lungs and heart copied the same speed as James, if not, faster.

“Get down, or else.”

Screaming and alarms went off. Quick loud, “help me!’ filled the room. Outside doctors peered in and saw the scene. The doctor was hushed by Aleks’ overgrown tongue being forced down his throat, stretching his neck beyond the limit until life escaped from his body with a few painful cracks. The scientists kept watching, seeing Aleks then regurgitating into his mouth and throat, disgusting him from the inside out. James then stepped in and started to pick flesh out and eating him, tasting better than the food they served. Almost tasting like heaven. 

“We must stop this! This is getting out of hand!” One scientist shouted.

“No! We can fix this! Keep them alive!” Another shouted.

“Dr. Grise!” The first one shouted at the second one. “We were meant to expand our lifespan, not destroy it with whatever this is!” The turned back to the monster and found the dead doctor already half eaten. “Enough!” The doctor slammed a button, but nothing happened.

A small chuckle filled the building. Something pulled back like wings and revealed the small figure named Simon. Smaller than a human, one big singular eye, green iris. He seemed happy. 

“Thank you for the apology gift, Poppy,” Simon said as his tall figure friend lowered his wing so Aleks and James can climb on. Simon’s eyes got thin, either smirking or angry. “You’re still a bitch, though.” They all disappeared, leaving the half-eaten and acid burned doctor all alone to be cleaned up. 

Worse than death.