#gonna get back to writing it after chores tho

[nervocat]

I'm like almost halfway through writing ch 3 of my series and I'm almost at 1k words.. this might be a long one folks 🙏🙏 (who's excited)

[cinnamorollcrybaby]

I really loved your career day fic and I was wondering if you could do a Shut up mom fic with the same lineup with nanami tho if you write for him🥺 👉👈

Shut up, Mom!

Tags: teeth rotting fluff, mostly crack, cursing, jjk men as dads / fem!reader

An: I would be delighted to write this anon :) my requests are open, loves. If you want me to write a specific idea, definitely ask and I’ll try to deliver on it! also, if anyone wants to be on a taglist please let me know. So, I gave Sukuna a kid in this one because I didn’t really see Yuji calling you mom or him dad. Yuji calls you two unc and auntie :)

SATORU • SUGURU • TOJI • SUKUNA • NANAMI

SATORU

“Aoi, did you take out the trash?” You ask your nine-year-old son while trying not to giggle. Aoi has recently discovered pranks, and he suggested playing one on Satoru. You couldn’t help but think that was an amazing idea.

Your husband was leisurely sitting on the couch, playing a game on the console he and your son shared. He was able to see you from his peripheral vision while you and Aoi were in the dining room. He didn’t seem to be too intrigued by the conversation, but Satoru is a chronic eavesdropper. He can’t help it with his technique and all.

“No, mom. Why can’t you do it?” Aoi plays his role perfectly, even throwing in an annoyed groan at you. Gojo cut his eyes towards you two, but he stayed silent for a moment. He knew this was your battle to face, and he wasn’t usually the disciplinary parent anyways.

“Because I told you to do it, Aoi. It’s your chore.” You say, putting on a serious voice as you would if he had really been sassing off to you.

“Ugh. Shut up, mom!” Aoi yells with a dramatic eye roll.

Immediately, you hear the game console cut off. It seems like you two had garnered Satoru’s attention. Footsteps carry into the dining room, and your all too tall husband leans against the doorframe.

Aoi sees his father, and his eyes widen. Your little actor. He then tries to walk off, but Satoru easily put his hand out against Aoi’s chest, preventing him from going anywhere.

“Woah, woah, woah, there little man. Who do you think you’re talking to there?” He interjects as his hands slowly unwrap his bindings from around his eyes, letting you know that he’s about to get serious.

“She’s getting on my nerves, dad!” Aoi continues to play the role, even though you can tell that he’s scared shitless.

“Hey, look at me.” Satoru says as he bends his knees to be eye level with Aoi. Your son complies with his dad’s order. “I don’t give a shit, okay? Never, and I mean, never tell your mother to shut up unless you intend on fighting me afterwards. She says to take out the trash, you say yes and take out the trash. Do you understand me?” Satoru says as he holds his son’s shoulders, squeezing them a bit so Aoi knows he’s not fooling around.

“Because I don’t think you want to fight me, do you?” Satoru questions. His blue eyes beam in the light, making your son nervously sweat.

“Baby, it’s just a prank.” You quickly interject with a laugh as you gently nudge your husband away from your son.

“Yeah dad, I was just acting!!” Aoi’s nervous gaze flutters into an adorable smile.

Satoru rolls his eyes and playfully laughs along. “You two are too silly, makin’ me turn off my game for this.” He shakes his head as he wraps his eyes back up.

“You were like gonna hollow purple me!” Aoi shouts with an excited laugh, and he reenacts Satoru’s cursed technique.

“Yeah, I love your mom a little too much.” Satoru responds with a grin up towards your direction.

SUGURU

Mimiko and Nanako are coming into their teen years, and recently, they’ve been obsessed with the idea of TikTok. After seeing the “shut up mom” prank all over, they knew that they had to play it on Suguru.

You, of course, agreed to help them pull off their little shenanigan.

“You two are not going out. It’s a school night.” You chide at the twin girls, giving them a small wink as Suguru was enjoying a cup of tea while sitting at the breakfast bar. He was scrolling mindlessly on his phone, reading the news or something like that.

“Mom, please. Everyone’s going.” Nanako pled and even threw in a small pout.

“Yeah, who cares if it’s a school night?” Mimiko chimed in.

“Girls.” Suguru warned as he normally did when you were having to deal with the twins. He didn’t like the idea of the girls ganging up on you.

“I said no. I bet you two didn’t even do your homework yet either.” You carry on, eyeing the two girls as if they were really in trouble.

“Ugh! Mom, shut up!” The girls somehow managed to say in sync. The two had obviously practiced their lines.

The tea glass hit the counter, and Suguru a stood up from his seat on the stool. “Hey. I don’t ever want to hear that kind of language in this house, especially not to your mother. Got that?” He said as he eyed your daughters.

Your husband was a bit of a strict father to the girls. He really just wanted them to turn out good, so he was the main disciplinary figure in the house.

“Dad! She’s-“

“Aht.” He cuts Mimiko off, and starts to walk up to the girls. “I didn’t ask. Apologize to your mother this instant. Then, go upstairs and do your homework. You two are grounded from going out for at least a month.”

“Sugu, it’s a prank.” You say as you can’t hold back a laugh from how angry he got that quickly. “It’s a prank, sweetie.”

Your two girls were nodding quickly, holding their hands out in surrender. “We saw it on TikTok!”

Suguru rolls his eyes at the three of you. “That app is no good for you.” He quietly chides. “Did you two do your homework?”

Mimiko and Nanako exchange nervous glances, and they both run up to their rooms to get it done.

Your husband laughs quietly and shakes his head before sitting back down on his stool. You walk over towards him and card your fingers through his long hair. He lets out a long exhale of contentment while leaning his head into your touch. “What are we gonna do with those two, hm?”

“Love them and try our best to teach them.” You softly respond before pressing a kiss to his cheek.

TOJI

Toji is a pretty laid back dad. He lets you take the lead on a lot of the parenting aspects, since it comes to you more naturally than it does with him. However.. he has his moments.

“Megumi, come help me do the dishes.” You say to your 13-year-old son. He’s in that weird stage of puberty where you’re his best friend one day and his worst enemy the next, which means he sometimes agreed to play pranks with you.

“Busy, mom.” He mumbles at the table as he’s trying to learn the hand signs for one of his shikigami. He was left learning this stuff on his own since Toji wasn’t a sorcerer, and you weren’t apart of the Zenin clan. You had no idea how to do the hand gestures.

“You can do that after you’re done helping me, Gumi.” You say as you turn on the kitchen sink. Your son doesn’t even acknowledge that you said anything.

Toji eyes him from his seat at the dining table, waiting for his son to comply.

“Gumi. Get in here.” You finally say after a minute of him not responding to you.

“Shut up, Mom!” He raises his voice at you, and immediately, Toji is on him quicker than you could respond.

“What did you just say to your mother, brat?” Toji grits as he stares down at his teenage son. Megumi looked back up at him mortified. “I brought you in this world, and I will take your ass out of it if I hear you speak to your mom like that again.”

“Baby, baby, baby, it’s a prank!” You say as you rush over to Toji. Megumi cracks a nervous smile, and you gently nudge Toji back.

“It’s a prank!” Megumi shouts as he leans back away from Toji slightly.

Your husband lets out an annoyed grunt. “You two play too much. Gonna make me kill my own son.” He says as he releases Megumi’s shoulder. He walks back over to his seat at the dining table and smacks your ass on the way back.

SUKUNA

“Ryu, come take out the trash!” You yell to your son. He recently brought up the idea of pranking Sukuna by yelling at you to shut up in front of him. You had urged your son that this was a bad idea, but he was persistent.

Sukuna was sat at the dining table, eating whatever Uraume had prepared for him. Usually, Uraume handled the trash as well, but you distinctly told them to leave it.

There’s no response.

“Ryu! Trash now!” You call out again in a more frustrated tone.

Sukuna is biting his tongue at this point. There is nothing that he hates more than insolence, especially towards you. You’re his queen, and he demands for all to respect you, including his son.

No response.

“Ryu!”

“Okay mom! Shut the fuck up!”

All four of Sukuna’s eyes widened, and he put down his fork. “Domain expansion. Malevolent-“

“It’s a prank!” You shout as you spin to look at Sukuna quickly. Your son is standing behind you, quite literally trembling in fear.

“Yeah- it’s a p-prank, dad.” Ryu stutters out.

Sukuna narrows his gaze, and he looks between the two of you. “Foolish.” He grunts. “Boy, come have a seat.” He commands, and your son reluctantly complies.

“If you ever pull some shit like that seriously, I’m not afraid to start over and make a new kid. I got nothing but time on my hands.” Your husband says while eyeing your son.

“Ryu’s a good kid, Kuna.” You assure him as you walk over to your husband and rub on his shoulders a bit.

“Mmm, for now.” He mumbles, and he nods his head to the trashcan. “Take the trash out.”

NANAMI

Your husband was sitting in the living room, enjoying his “lazy Sunday” as he called it. He had a cup of coffee in one hand and a book in the other. He couldn’t help but feel incredibly grateful for the life he was living right now.

He had everything he ever dreamed of: a stable job, an amazing wife, a small family in a loving home.

You were sitting next to him, casually rubbing on his thigh through his pajama pants. You and your daughter had been texting about playing a prank on your dear husband, and it was finally going to happen.

“Hana, did you fold the clothes like I told you to?” You call out to your daughter as she’s in her bedroom. Nanami turns a page in his book, still not paying too much attention.

“Mom, I’m doing something!” Your daughter yells back.

“Hana, get in here and fold those clothes!” You shout back, getting a bit more serious. Nanami lets out a small sigh as he places his mug on the coffee table. He’s normally quick to nip Hana’s attitude in the bud.

“I’m busy!”

“Hana!”

“Okay mom! Just shut up already!” She finally yells as she storms into the living room. Nanami shuts his book and immediately stares down your daughter.

“What did you just say?” He asks as he sits up from his cozy position. His jaw tightens a bit as he glares at Hana.

“I just told her to shut up. She’s being overdramatic.” Your daughter continues, playing her part perfectly.

“Who’s her? Your mother? You’re telling my wife to shut up?” Nanami says as he starts to stand up.

“It’s just a prank, Ken!”

“Dad, it’s a prank-!”

You and your daughter both shout nervously, and Nanami looks at both of you confused for a moment. It then clicks in his head. “God, don’t stress me out like that.” He chides as he relaxes back on the couch. He wraps his arm back around you and picks up his book again.

[halloweenbitch2764]

i love your blog !! i'm new to reading slasher fics, but i've been loving the hcs people have been coming up with. i'm a sucker for fluffy headcanons about thomas, vincent, and brahms if you're willing 💜

and if you fr do ahs too, kit has always been a fave! and kai... lord have mercy. i'll be happy with whatever tho, i love your writing!

- 🔪💕

Ahhh thank you so much! I can definitely give you some fluff :D So, I started writing this months ago and am just getting back to it. I'm gonna skip the AHS boys on this (just for now) because I really want to focus on the Slashers. Sorry!

Slashers x Reader Fluff

Thomas Hewitt

Thomas had had a long day working, and you had had a long day of doing your own chores. Your joints ached, and you thanked the stars that it was becoming fall. The almost unbearable heat from the summer nights was moving out, and it was becoming nicer.

You dressed into your nightgown and climbed into bed. Thomas wasn't far behind, undressing down to his boxers and climbing in after you. He had even gotten comfortable enough to remove his mask. The bags under your eyes felt like they weighed a ton as your eyes struggled to stay open.

You looked over to Thomas, who was already staring at you as he admired your features. He still couldn't fathom why someone as pretty as you would fall for someone like him. You never chastised him like Hoyt did.

You felt your cheeks start burning and averted your eyes, which caused him to chuckle. He pulled you closer to him, and you couldn't help the giggle that left you. You pressed a kiss to his cheek, and he grinned. Despite being married (at least in the eyes of the family) you two acted like you had yet to leave the honeymoon phase. Of course you had the occasional argument. It was nothing that couldn't be solved though.

Your sleepiness hit you in the face and you felt yourself starting to drift off. Thomas had started his nightly habit of rubbing your back. It seemed as soothing to him as it was to you. You gave him one last sleepy smile before drifting off. He drifted off as well.

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent had been working in the basement (as per usual), and you knew he needed to quit for the night. The sun was nearly setting, and he had worked through the day from nearly sun up. You had brought him food and drinks throughout the day to make sure he didn't get too engrossed in his work. You had also made dinner, which was why you wanted him to stop for the night.

You made your way to the basement, knocking to announce your arrival so you wouldn't surprise Vincent. You opened the door and stepped in, smiling at Vincent, who had looked up to see who was at the door. From the way his mask shifted, you could tell he was smiling.

He wiped his hands off on his apron, and you practically skipped up to him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his masked cheek. Vincent hugged you to him before releasing you after a moment. "I think it's time for a break, my love." You say and smile at him. He stands still for a moment as if thinking over what you said before agreeing with you. "It's becoming night anyway." He nodded, and you two headed back to the house.

It didn't take long for you to arrive, and you got plates out from the kitchen, setting the little kitchen table. Silverware came next, and then you plated the food, setting it on the table. Vincent waited for you to sit down before removing his mask to eat. Vincent wasn't scared to take his mask off around you anymore. He just preferred to have it on.

You two ate happily, making small talk about your current projects and such. After dinner was finished, being ate and cleaned up, you headed for the bedroom. Neither of you were ready for bed, but you knew it likely wouldn't be long before you got tired. You yawned and changed into your pajamas before climbing into bed. Vincent changed out of his wax stained clothes and did the same, changing into his own pajamas and climbing into bed with you.

You let out a sigh and rubbed your eyes. Vincent smiled at you, and you could tell he was worn out. You smiled back at him snuggled against him. He blushed but didn't object, wrapping his arm around your waist. You played with a strand of his hair and kissed him sweetly, which he returned. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep, apparently more tired than he had realized.

Brahms Heelshire

A soft yawn escaped you as you stood in the kitchen, making the two of you dinner. The majority of the rules had been completed, which left you at dinner. Brahms had disappeared into the walls before you started cooking as he usually did.

You hummed softly as you diced the vegetables that would be used in the dish. Soon enough the dish went into the oven to cook. You let yourself drift into your own little world as you cleaned up the cabinets and cutting board. So far into your own little world that you didn't notice Brahms standing behind you.

The feeling of eyes on you pulled you out and you turned, jumping almost instantly at the sight of Brahms in your peripheral. A soft huff left you as you hung the towel up you had used to dry your hands. "Why didn't you say something?"

He shrugged before picking you up by your thighs and setting you on the counter. A surprised squeak left you as you grabbed onto him for support. A childish giggle left him. He seemed proud of himself. Before you could say anything he shoved his face into your chest, wrapping his arms around your waist.

Your chest had easily become his favorite pillow (next to your thighs). When you read to him, he would lay with his head on your chest. If he could find the opportunity to do it, he likely would. You wrapped your arms around his head loosely and set your head on top of his.

Though you couldn't see his face, you knew he was grinning. His body language alone portrayed how he was feeling. You let your fingers run through his hair, gently working out any knots. He nearly purred. And so you two stayed in relatively the same position until the meal finished cooking.

[lucysgraybird]

Erm i js read ur pregnancy fic, is it possible for u to write an alternative version yk a happy one ??? 😭 it was rlly good tho but that hurttt

YES babe ofc im so sorry 🙏 i saw angst and it got away from me. sorry for losing my head. here is an alternate ending to this fic

warnings: labour/childbirth, blood mention, deeply unrealistic (should've put this on the other one too! i am an 18 year old virgin i know where babies come from and that's it)

The night the baby comes is dark and peaceful: there hasn't been more than a soft fall of rain in weeks, and the spring has brought balmy evenings that have made chores almost a gift to do.

Even more of a blessing is the time after chores, curled up on the porch under Billy’s arm. He's twisting the ends of your hair around his fingers absently, and you twist to look up at his face.

“What's on your mind, honey?”

“Hm?”

“I can hear your thoughts from here, Billy. Are you worrying about something?”

He tucks his chin over your head and you hum contentedly at being wrapped up in him, safe and warm.

“Just thinkin’ about the baby is all,” he says. “What we're gonna name her and that stuff.”

You laugh. “I bet it'll come to us in the moment. We don't even know if the baby’s a girl.”

“I do.” He slides his arm off your shoulder to your waist, placing his hand flat against your rounded belly. “Gonna be the best little girl, and she's gonna look just like her mama.”

"Mm...with your eyes, if we're lucky."

You crane your neck to peck Billy on the lips, coaxing a smile from your husband. Out of nowhere, a cramp twists through your lower back and you cover Billy’s hand with yours, wincing. He shifts you off his chest slightly to look at you.

“You okay?”

The pain passes and you can breathe again – it's not something you've felt before, but you know things get weirder the bigger the baby gets.

“Fine, yeah. I think she was moving around or something.”

Billy gives your stomach a firm look, which coaxes a laugh out of you and chases away your nerves.

“‘s not the baby’s fault, honey,” you say. “She's just getting comfy.”

“You're sure you're alright?” He confirms. “I can ride into town and-”

“I'm good. You don't need to worry, okay?”

He nods and pulls you back against him, his body a shelter from any worries.

As the night creeps on, there are a few more cramps but nothing notable, and you're able to fall asleep almost immediately when the time comes.

That is, until the middle of the night, when you wake up with your entire core on fire.

“Billy,” you whimper, grabbing for his arm.

He groans, still mostly asleep.

“The baby’s coming, Billy, you gotta-” You pause, a bolt of pain too great to speak through wracking your body for a moment. “You gotta go get the doctor.”

That wakes him immediately, and he's rolling out of bed before his eyes are even completely open. He takes in your face, screwed tight and shiny with sweat, and he's trying to get ready and comfort you at the same time.

“It's okay, darlin’, you're gonna be okay,” he says, not even bothering to take off his pajamas before tugging his work clothes over them and shoving his feet into his boots. “I’m gonna get the midwife and she'll take care of you.”

For all his confident words, his voice trembles and breaks at the end of his sentence from seeing you in this much hurt, which sends tears spilling down your cheeks. Billy scrambles for the door, then back to you to press a kiss to your forehead and a hand to your cheek.

“Gonna be fine, darlin'. I'll be back as quick as I can.”

You don't even have time to reply before he's out the door and gone.

The pain only increases while he's gone, time going hazy and strange. You can't figure out how long ago Billy left, or how long it should be until he's back – you can't really think of much besides the ache throbbing from your pelvis to your chest. Noises that don't sound like your own are tearing themselves from your throat as you writhe in bed, trying to find anything that'll ease the pain.

Soon (or maybe not soon at all, you can't say), Billy is bursting back into your room, the midwife hot on his tail. She takes one look at you and turns to Billy.

“I need boiling water and strips of cloth.”

Billy nods wordlessly and disappears out to the kitchen. You didn't realize how desperate you were for him until he was gone, and a new bout of sobs streak down your face.

“Oh, lovey,” the midwife says as she strips back your covers. “Your boy will be back soon, he's just helping me keep you safe while you're in labour. Can you tell me how far you are along?”

She tugs your nightgown up around your hips, and you're in too much pain to feel any shame.

“Baby’s right on time,” you groan. “Just about nine months.”

Your body bows forward with another stab just as Billy walks through the door with a steaming pot of water and strips of a clean sheet, and he nearly drops everything in his haste to get to you. Once he's sure that the midwife has what she needs, he's settling next to you, offering a hand to squeeze and a shoulder to lean on.

“You may want to step out, Mr. Bonney, this-”

“I'm stayin’,” he says, surely putting on a brave face when you grip his hand like a vice. To you, he soothes, “Hold on as hard as you need, darlin’, you're not gonna hurt me.”

“Okay then,” the midwife says. “Get ready to push, lovey, this baby is just about to come out.”

You don't even have to think when the time comes, a baser instinct taking over for you. It hurts like nothing has before and a wail chokes out of your mouth. Billy is still holding you, whispering sweet nothings that you can't quite hear against your temple. His lips are dry on the skin there, and it's grounding in the sea of sticky and hot that you're swimming in.

Suddenly, the pressure in your pelvis changes, but the pain doesn't. Everything is so wet. What is that?

“I'm going to insist you step back now, Mr. Bonney,” the midwife says.

You look up at your husband, whose skin is ash-white against his dark hair.

“Billy…?”

"You're okay, darlin', I'm just gonna let the midwife take care of you." His voice is shaking in a way that makes you nauseated, and the world is swimming around you on top of that.

He goes to step away, just as the midwife requested, and heartbreak rips across his face when you reach out for him. Then there's another gush of wetness and a dizzying wash of pain: the last thing you see before you pass out is the form of a baby in Billy’s arms and the most genuine fear you've ever seen on his face.

When you wake, it's just Billy in the room, cradling a bundle of blankets in a chair he's dragged to the bedside. He's up as soon as you wake, trying to smooth a hand over your head and hold the baby properly at the same time.

“Hey, darlin’, how are you feeling?”

You try to sit up and immediately throw in the towel, groaning. “Tired. And sore. Is the baby okay? What happened?”

“Baby’s just fine,” he says, tilting the bundle to show you a wrinkled, sleeping little face. “The midwife says she's the healthiest baby she's seen in a while.”

A soft smile blooms on your face. There's a relief warming you from the inside-out that you've never felt before.

“You were right about the baby being a girl, then.”

“Mhm.” There's a teasing pride in his hum, and you use a little of your waning energy to nudge his shoulder with your head. “I haven't thought of a name yet, though.”

“Can I hold her?”

Billy hands her to you wordlessly, helping you settle your arms around her.

“She's so small.”

“And she's already caused a lot of trouble for her mama,” Billy says.

He's joking, but when you look up at him, there are tears in his eyes.

“Honey, are you-”

“I'm okay, I'm okay. It was just a lot of blood, and I didn't know what was goin’ on. I thought you…”

The sentence ends there, but you know where he was going, and you lean into him.

“Can't get rid of me that easy, cowboy. We got a little girl to raise.”

The baby stirs a little in your arms, then settles back into a deep sleep. You watch her thoughtfully.

“Billy,” you say.

“Yes, darlin’?”

“How would you feel about naming her Kathleen? After your mother?”

There's dead silence for a moment before Billy presses a kiss to the top of your head.

“I think that's perfect,” he whispers, not trusting his voice to go any louder without breaking. “If that's what you want.”

“It is. Welcome to the world, Kathleen Bonney,” you say, and Billy wraps an arm around you. It is a perfect tableau: mother, father, and baby, and all the love there is in the world.

[a-pups-writing]

Hi beautifullll💋🩷 got super excited when I saw ur ok with writing suicide, so can I ask for twst headcanons with first years + riddle when they learn that reader(gn) had a failed suicide attempt at ramshackle? Platonic or romantic, though I don't think it would matter much in this particular scenario. Thanks in advance, love ur writing💖

A/N; love this, and thank you for the kind words dear pink princess. No specification on what kind of suicide, so I'm going with an OD (overdose) hope that's okay. Also I have faves, I think its noticeable..

P.S.: if you ever deal with suicidal thoughts, you can and deserve to get help! Either from friends or a specialist, as someone who has the same problems it may feel like there isn't another out but there is. Life can be worth living. <3

CW; GN!reader, angst/fluff, suicide/mental health themes, some Sanders vibes(??)

Chars.; Riddle Rosehearts, Ace Trappola/Deuce (??), Epel Felmier, Jack Howl

Riddle Rosehearts; Romantic

first thinks its a joke, albeit not a very funny one, when he's told you're in the infirmary from an apparent overdose. He even collars those who told him, unable to believe such lies and rumors.

still, he goes to the infirmary, just to see if there's any proof of you..having done something, maybe you just hurt yourself accidentally- his heart almost stops when he sees you lying there, on an IV drop.

you just look so frail on that moment, pale skin and shaky breaths - he's grateful for the heart monitor standing besides you, showing him your heartbeat.

he cries, while holding your hand and just waiting for you to wake up and come back to him. He's gonna have to be forced to leave (Trey comes to get him, only able to convince him with tarts and promises of returning the next day, he even leaves one of those tarts for you..just in case you wake up.)

during classes/when he's not with you he's more irritable then normal and he sometimes reverts back into his snappy behavior - he just worries so much, and everyone seems to be breaking more rules.

as soon as you wake up he's by your side, holding your hand while his own is shaking in pure happiness. He might even cry again, tho he tries not to let you see that part of him.

definitely gets you help as soon as you're discharged, you can talk to him (or Trey) but he'll also search for an actual therapist/psychiatrist.

depending on the problem he'll do his best to help you, like studying with you, talking to those who were rude, etc.

he starts treating you more carefully, not that he really means to but you just got so much more fragile in his eyes.

Ace/Deuce; Platonic

pure unfiltered panic and chaos. Ace slaps Deuce to get him to work again, and then Deuce has to slap Ace to do it in return.

they run to the infirmary, almost getting kicked out my one of the medics, but they're allowed to stay..as long as they don't start to make loud noises again or something similar.

Ace jut stares at you while Deuce actually started to shed a few tears - seeing you so lifeless is new, definitely blame themselves for not having noticed it earlier and thinking they're bad friends because of it.

they'll be more down in general/less energetic, and mostly try to stay by your side (tho it can get to Mich for Deuce, he just can't take seeing you like that.)

both start to ask you questions the moment you wake up, the most prominent one; WHY?! Was it them? Someone else?-

they only calm down after a little while, but don't worry it'll happen..soon..maybe..

as soon as you get discharged try to help you with everything, chores, homework, people. It'll get overwhelming, and you'll have to tell them to calm down, after a few times they lay off a little.

Epel Felmier; ?

what?..his little apple? Doing something like that? He can't believe it, but runs out of the lesson as soon as he caught wind of the rumor. (Much to Vil's dismay)

cries a little when he sees you, but does his best to hold it back for his own sake.

starts wondering why you did it, is it because of him? Is he not strong/manly enough? Was he to weak for you to feel comfortable coming to him? He just becomes an insecure mess.

looses some of his spark, and even while Rook tries to cheer him up it doesn't help. Even Vil lays off a little during that time, stress causes wrinkles after all.

as soon as he sees you awake its like a dam breaks and he can't stop crying and hugging you.

he's definitely the type to demand answers. He wants them, to help you, and he wants them now!

it'll take some talking to get the point of mental health across, how its not just something that can be put aside. But he'll listen and do his best to learn.

asks you how you're doing everyday, and might even ask Rook to look after you when he gets worried..just for your safety of course.

Jack Howl; platonic, kinda sire/cub (y'all want an romantic version?)

wolf boy is worried about his little cub, he believes it when he hears it and mentally prepares for the worst while jogging to the infirmary.

is calm..on the outside, the only tell is his tail being down and his ears flat against his head. On the inside he's a mess, thinking of what could have prevented this and how he can help you when you wake up.

stays mostly by your side, and gets more aggressive when he can't - actually growled at Leona when the man pissed him off, he's just constantly stressed and hoping you wake up - takes a toll on him.

sees you as soon as you wake up, he might not have a smile on but his tail sags and starts to wag quite a bit. He might even hugs you, but would mostly likely wait for you to open your arms/ask him.

much more protective of you, talks with you once a day about your mental health and even gets you a support plush. Its a little wolf, to help you in times of need.

Sebek; so sorry for the Sebek fans, I've never written for him before and am scared of just writing something completely OOC (out of character), I'm still practising how's to write him and until I feel confident enough I won't. I ask for your understanding.

[rzyraffek]

Due to lack of affecion in my life I gladly wanna say that I made another

Slashers hugs and kisses headcanons

It's fully swf! Pure fluff! They/them Somone hug me pls. Request open

Brahms Heelshire

How his hugs look like: he either goes romantic and hugs them very gently OR just grabs them and holds them as close to him as possible. Loves hearing heartbeat too (when laying in bed )

He loves any kind of physical contact with them! Any handholding, hugs, cuddles ANYTHING this guy loves. Especially grabbing their hips or dhoulders when they are cooking or doing chores

Laying in bed together before staring day and morning routine is a must! He needs to wake up with good mood or he will stay grumpy for whole day

Also pls give him little kisses! On cheeks, forehead, hand, neck HE LOVES THOSE

Billy Lenz

Hugs on couch, him on top cuddling like his life depends on it, like they gonna evaporate in his hands if he stops hugging

Also he is going to say a lot of weird things (wow no way billy lenz saying weird stuff??) And he will inform them that he is plannin on doing the nasty with them later (respectfully)

But he enjoys the moment

Everytime he sees them after long day (assuming that s/o works/studies outside their household) he will just keep one of his arms around them till they go shleep really

Also he stares, a lot, if they aren't in huggy mood he will just stare without any emotions on his face, hes not mad he just misses the warm feeling of somone loving him :(

Also he bites

Asa emory

I swear this little prankster will pretend he fell asleep on couch while yall be watching movie, just to hear them react and take care of him. Also he melts when they give him little kisses or turn tv off so he can peacefully nap.

Or when they are tired after long day and have nap on him while he monologues about cool bugs. Playing with hair and lil massage included

He doesnt really like hugging while he just stands, it feels so akward, so he rather go lay on couch/sit on armchair while yall wanna get phisical

Every cuddle session ends with one of you falling asleep and other one really hates waking the first one up

Jason Voorhees

I dont really write for Jason but oh boi

Cuddling before sleep is so goofy, this guy is huge, like HUGE. If s/o prefers being smol spoon he will cover them completely, he is one of those people who put their leg on their partner so they are closer. But if s/o prefers being big spoon, he will giggle, blush even, he loves it! Also good luck with not being squshed at night

This guy really goes 'a mimiimi ah mimimii zzz' when sleeping btw

He will pick them up while hugging and hold hands 24/7, especially after that one event when s/o got lost in Forest once. No. No more of that pls there are degenerates around

Bear hugs

Micheal Myers

No

Just no

He won't hug anyone really, its uncomfortable for him. I mean after really long time spent and enough trust given, he will let them hug him, or grab his arms and hands and give him lil smooches

But he won't really give those back, no, even if they are very upset or in bad mental situation, he won't. Respect that

Again-if he knows them well and likes them, he will pay no mind in them giving him smooches or hugging him. He gets that that's how they find comfort, but don't think he will do it too

Vincent Sinclair

This one is very hugable bean

He will be akward due to his lack of social skills but oh boi isn't he very meow meow?

When they kiss his head or hug him while saying something nice. Guy will be soso happy

He gets very shy when Bo sees yall hugging. Like he did something embarrassing:(( somone needs to explain to this poor baby that hugs and comfort is okay and valid :(

Bo Sinclair

His hands are all over them

If yall aren't holding hands, he has his on their hip, or on they shoulder

He also kinda ??? Sniffs you??? Idk he likes how they smell?

He likes when they lay on top of him or when he's big spoon

Will say some goofy level stuff, wacky even

And bites them a bit, not hard tho

Also vincent once walked in room while yall were cuddling and laughing and he thought yall were doing the nasty and now he has (another) trauma

Boioioioojgn 3am here yall have great day bai

[thelov3lybookworm]

Writing tag game by @bonecarversbestie <3

thank you @sunshinebingo for tagging me ily pookie 🥹

Describe your writing process from idea to posting/publishing

sleeping. like thats the first step. i sleep a lot and i love it. before i fall asleep, i obvs am in my delulu lala land thinking about either my future husband or my fics and og books. from there i think about the weirdest unrealistic plots and then i keep thinking about them so i can remember them in the morning.

and then i write after im done helping with house chores and my work. i usually post the thing as soon as its done or shcedule it lol

(or in case of my og books, i keep em there hehe)

Are you a plotter or a pantser?

pantser 😭 but recently ive been trying to become a plotter. wish me luck 🥲

What do you listen to when you are writing?

anything i can think of lol. sometimes its kpop, sometimes japanese or arabic songs. sometimes sabrina and taylor, sometimes skz and new jeans.

i usually add random songs i can think of in my playlist i listen to while doing chores, and then i continue listening to thos songs while writing.

What’s your drink of choice(while writing)?

nothing tbh. water ig? i need to go get my new stock of capri sun tho ive been dying to have my stock refilled 😞

(gonna find some way to whisper in my dads ear that i want caprisun and it will be at home lmao)

Promote yourself! What’s your favorite thing you’ve written?

cursed is something i love a lot because that plot is like. auasadh so good. also my i didnt ask for this series. its so close to my heart my god its my child. my baby 🥹

Share a fic of yours that you think is underrated/deserves more love.

to love and cakes it took me months to write kinda but like. its a lucien fic and its 10k long lmaoo what did i expect. but its also my baby i love it heheh

Do you have any advice for new writers?

WRITE. THAT. DUMB. IDEA. YOU. THINK. NO. ONE. WILL. READ.

👏🏻WRITE👏🏻IT👏🏻

almost all of my most loved fics have been ideas i thought no one would care about enough to read. and then the morning after i posted them, id wake up to people telling me how much they loved the fic and end up with me sobbing because everyones so lovely 🥹

also. people can sometimes be mean. 👏🏻IGNORE👏🏻THEM.👏🏻 ignore them the way you ignore maths when studying.

ive seen so many new talented writers either stop writing or lash back out at these clowns, but you need to understand that replying to these people who are just trying to get a rcton out of you is not worth it. your happiness matters more. put yourself before them and ignore thei comments if it hurts you. that will prick their egos more than you arguing with them.

What is a writing style/technique that others do really well that you'd like to get better at?

i kinda wanna learn how to describe rooms. that bitch truly be bitin my ass 😞uh also how t write poetically kinda

Is there a character you were surprised you enjoyed writing as much as you did?

honestly, maybe lucien. i only ever thought about writing for batboys when i had begun but then i fell in love with him and i couldnt stop writing about him 🥹

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[xxwhiskeyxx]

Love Trope February!  Suddenly Parents: Rain x Reader

Rain and (Y/N) have had a situationship for about a year and a half. The only reason they haven’t actually bitten the bullet and asked each other to be their partner, is because both are too shy to actually confess (even tho they fuck the shit out of each other and sleep together almost every night) but they basically act like a couple, hugging, kissing, snuggles, the works. One thing to know about the pair is they both have a major breeding kink (along with many others hehe), Rain cums in them nearly every time they fuck (if he doesn’t cum on their face or in their mouth) because they believed that humans and ghouls can’t reproduce together without a ritual and because its hot. BUT PLOT TWIST, turns out humans and ghouls can reproduce with a ritual, but it is VERY rare, but due to how much they pair have fucked it seems to have taken.

5.6k words

So I apologize if it seems I really like to make everyone cry and sad, but I PROMISE there are some happier chapters coming up! Also if you'd like a full headcanon about half-ghoul pregnancies, I will gladly post what I came up with while writing this chapter! Also if it isn't clear basically AFAB reader but no female pronouns are used

- Love Whiskey

It starts randomly, (Y/N) is suddenly feeling very nauseous in the mornings, exhausted all the time, and just overall very icky, they suspect they may just have the flu or something but when they go to the infirmary at Rain’s request, but unfortunately he couldn’t go as Copia said he needed Rain, Dew, and the girls help with paperwork and song writing for a couple hours today to get ready for the tour coming up. (Y/N) entered the infirmary and sat down at the table the nurse directed them too, saying thar the doctor will be with them shortly. (Y/N) is nervously playing with the bracelet they stole from Rain as they try to think of what it could possibly be, ‘It has to be the flu or something, I know these are similar to pregnancy symptoms but I can’t be pregnant…no, absolutely not, it’s not possible without the ritual, thats what Mount and Aether said..’ they wonder, when their mind drifts back to the last time they and Rain had been together, he had been unusually aggressive and dominate after being pissed off by Dew flirting with them all day, snarling, “I’m gonna breed this fucking human cunt, make sure no one touches what’d fucking mine! Fuck you full of my fucking kits, make you a fucking mama, my mama, mine! Your mine, my darling little human, my fucking play toy!”

(Y/N) shivers slightly at the memory, rubbing their thighs together. That had been about 3 weeks ago, both having been too busy and exhausted with chores and practise to have time to fool around. When suddenly the curtain pulls open and the doctor walks in, a slightly older gentleman, he begins the standard of checking their blood pressure and heart rate before asking them what their in for today, “Well I’ve been really nauseous, especially in the mornings, exhausted all the time, I’ve lost my appetite for basically anything, and I’ve basically just feel like crap.” they explain as he nods, writing things down before looking up at them, “Sibling (Y/N), are you sexually active?” he asks, (Y/N) feels their face flush a bright red before nodding. He hums with a slight amused smirk on his face, “Now, when was your last menstrual cycle honey?” (Y/N) feels their face go white, they haven’t had a period in about 6 weeks, they had simply assumed it was from the stress they’d been under of both getting done with all of their chores and getting ready for the tour. They work as Copias assistant and on top of helping him with paperwork, they help with scheduling venues, hotels, and other time management issues; this is how they met Rain in the first place, they had joined during the Prequell era and grown close to the Water ghoul along with all the other ghouls.

“Well, Sibling, just to make sure, I’m going to have you take a pregnancy test and do some bloodwork, if you are pregnant it’ll tell us how far along you are.” he says, standing and beckoning them to follow, they walk to a small storage closet where he rumages for a minute before handing them a pregnancy test box, “The bathroom is down the hall, theres gloves and a urine cup for you to use.” (Y/N) takes them shakily and walks in the designated direction, they can’t possibly be pregnant, it’s not possible. They follow the instructions and wait for the results, biting their nails (after the washed their hands of course) and their knee shaking in anxiety. 5 minutes pass and when they take a peak at the test, they nearly pass out cause it is; ‘Pregnant’ loud and clear on the little screen. They gape at it, their hand falling to their belly, “I..what the fuck! This shouldn’t be possible!” they gasp when theres a knock at the door, “(Y/N)? Are you okay, what was the result?” it was the doctor, (Y/N) shakily walks to the door and opens it, holding out the test. The doctor smiles, “Congratulations, I’m sure the father will be ecstatic.” he says, patting their arm as he offers his arm to lead them to the blood drawing room, “I’m not sure..we’ve never talked about it, we didn’t even think this was possible without a ritual.” (Y/N) says, grasping his arm as he leads them, “Oh, is your partner a ghoul honey?”

(Y/N) nods, “Yes but I wouldn’t say partner exactly, we’re not official sir.” they mumble, as the nurse preps them for the needle, 3 vials sitting nearby, “Oh sweetheart, if I am correct, your the Ghost projects Water ghouls paramore.” the doctor says gently, placing a hand on the arm that doesn’t currently have a needle sticking out of it, “That ghoul seems infatuated with you, I knew you looked familiar. I see the pair of you together all the time, he is such a gentleman and if the way he looks at you says anything, then I’d say he’ll be plenty happy, but tell him that he better put a label on it or else you’ll kick his ass.” he says with a wink making (Y/N) giggle as the nurse finishes up.

“All right sweetheart, come back tomorrow and we’ll go over the results, but for now I think I should go over what a half-ghoul pregnancy is like, would you like to come to my office so we may talk in private?” the doctor offers, reoffering his arm to (Y/N), “Yes please sir, thank you.” they say as they take his arm as they walk back to his office, sitting down in a plush armchair as he sits behind the desk, typing away at something. “Now, I personally have no experience with half-ghoul pregnancies but my mentor took care of several in his career. I had emailed him as soon as you went to take the test and he responded saying that he will come to stay with us until the child is born, but for now he is available for a video call.” the doctor, his name plate saying Dr. Norman Clark, says as he turns the monitor around so (Y/N) is also in view as he clicks to call.

It takes a few seconds but the video is quickly answered, “Dr. Virgel, it is so nice to see you ma’am, this is the young Sibling I told you about, (Y/N) (L/N). They took the test and it came out positive, we’re currently running their bloodwork to see how far along they are.” Dr. Clark explains, Dr. Virgel nods before turning her eyes to the nervous Siblings, “Hello (Y/N), I imagine your quite startled, Dr. Clark said you mentioned not thinking this was possible without the ritual to the Dark Lord? Well while you’re technically not wrong that usually a ritual is needed for it to be possible, it’s not necessary for it to happen in the first place. The ritual is essentially like a way that makes it happens, Satan gives you almost like a boost to ensure it takes. Ghouls and Humans have been reproducing for centuries, even before the ritual was created, but to do it naturally is a very low percentage, about 1/100 chance. So either you and your ghoul happened to get lucky or, to put it bluntly, you had so much sex it was inevitable.” Dr. Virgel says, (Y/N) blushes brightly, the words having left the sweet looking old woman makes it so much worse.

“Now onto business, ghoul and half-ghoul pregnancies aren’t too different from typical human ones, just there tend to be multiples and ghouls grow faster and have a shorter incubation time than the standard 9 months, it is more around 6 for them. But half-ghouls being half human means they don’t go quite as fast so their more around 7-8 months. And you will feel slightly more exhausted and feel things that are related to the ghouls element, such as fire kits make you run hotter along with your temper being more short and crave spicy food; water kits make your skin is much more sensitive, and you’ll feel much colder than normal; earth kits, they kick quite hard and you almost always want to be outside, you’ll also crave veggies more; Air kits your temperature runs cooler, your more susepctiable to cold, you have to pee more and are more nauseous, wish to be in open aired spaces; and Quintessinal kits are possibly the hardest as your emotions & hormones run more rampant, you be able to feel others emotions, and you crave to be in darkness. Now Multi kits are hard in the fact they tend to take whatever elements their parent has and it’s a combo of whatever they are. But I believe Norman said the father is a Water ghoul, am I correct (Y/N)?” Dr. Virgel asks once she finishes explaining, to which (Y/N) nods.

“Good, then it shall be simple. As I said, you’ll more than likely be craving to be in water and have more sensitive skin, along with feeling colder than you usually do. But you’ll also probably crave fish and other seafood, you may feel more clammy and if you don’t drink enough, your more susceptible to dehydration. Other than that, it’s a normal pregnancy, of course when you get closer to the due date, we’ll discuss the birth plan and other things, but otherwise if you have no other questions, I think that is all.” she finishes, (Y/N) smiles at her and nods, “Yes ma’am I understand, thank you so much, I don’t believe I have any other questions, you answered any and all that I could’ve had.” Dr. Clark and Virgel say their goodbyes and he turns back to (Y/N), “Well sweetheart, I think that concludes everything, I’ll perscribe you some prenatal vitamins and some nausea medicine and you’ll be on your way, a messenger will deliver them to your room sometime today.” he says as he stands, opening the door for the Sibling to exit, “Thank you Dr. Clark, you made this seem so much easier.” they say as they leave, he nods and they exit the infirmary, making their way down to the ghoul dens.

While Dr. Clark and Virgel made the whole pregnancy thing more clear and simple, the situation of telling Rain weighs in the back of (Y/N)’s mind, biting their nails in anxiety, ‘How the hell am I going to tell him…Maybe I should ask Aether or Mount, they always have the best advice.’ they decide, texting Aether since they know he had today off since he hadn’t been feeling good last night, ‘Hey Aeth, I gotta talk to you about something important, can I come by your room?’, they shoot the text to him and recieve the pinge as they enter the dens, ‘Yeah, I’m with Mount, he’s helping with my headache, he doesn’t mind you swinging by, what’s up?’, is the reply, ‘I’ll tell you when I get there, be there in a sec.’

They make it to Mountain’s room quickly, knocking softly. A muffled come in is heard and they open the door, the Earth ghoul’s room was possibly the most relaxing, covered in plant life, tapestries, and varies knick-knacks, and always smelling of incense or candles, Aether quietly purring with his head in Mountain’s lap, who is rubbing his temples with one hand and his tail while holding a book with the other and leaning against the pile of pillows against the headboard, “Hey (Y/N), you just get back from the infirmary? Is that what you wanna talk about?” Aether asks, sitting up on his elbows as the human sits on the end of the bed, “Yeah..so I got the news and it wasn’t the flu, it’s actually more serious than that.” they say, playing with their hands nervously. Both Mountain and Aether sit up with serious expressions, “What is it? Is it bad?” Mountain asks, (Y/N) smiles softly and scooches closer, grabbing their hands and places them on their belly, both pairs of eyes widen, “I’m pregnant, the doctor said it’s apparently possible without the ritual just rare.” Both stare for a moment before Aether gently drags them into his lap, purring loudly and nuzzling into their neck, “I can’t believe it, I knew I felt another energy coming from you! Mount we’re gonna be uncles!” he cries to the Earth ghoul whose still staring wide eyed at (Y/N)’s belly. “Did they tell you about the difficulties that come with ghoul pregnancies…” he asks softly, the worried energy coming from him so great that even (Y/N) can feel it. “Yes Mounty, Dr. Clark introduced me to his mentor who has helped with several half-ghoul pregnancies. She told me all about the different things about having a Water ghoul and what half-ghoul pregnancies are like.” they reassure the giant, grabbing his hand and squeezing gently. “Does Rain know yet..” is the next question that makes (Y/N) freeze, growing tense in Aether’s arms, “No..that’s why I came here, I wanted to ask you guys how I should tell him.” they say quietly, both ghouls look at each other and smile, they knew the perfect way.

It was a couple hours later and the plan was set, Mountain and Aether helped (Y/N) cook one of Rain’s favorite dinners, spaghetti with meat sauce with grilled asparagus, and they just so happened to have a jar of Prego sauce, which both (Y/N) and Aether thought would be a funny way to tell him, to which Mountain just shook his head. They agreed they’d stay within earshot incase it went badly, because even though Rain is possibly the sweetest, most caring ghoul they could’ve possibly had for a bab daddy, he still has bad anxiety and has a tendancy to shut-down during intense emotions. “Okay, he just texted he’s on his way with the others, I texted the other’s that I had a surprise for Rain so they know not to stay in here, I wanna tell them once I tell Rain.” (Y/N) says, messing with a stray thread on their pants, “It’s going to be okay sweetheart, I can’t imagine Rain would be upset and if he somehow is stupid enough to hurt you, we’ll hold back Swiss and Sodo.” Aether says, patting their head as he and Mount make their way to his room as its the closest to the common room.

After a few minutes, the door opens and the others pile in amidst a loud conversation about how Copia’s rats apparently escaped and they had to help him catch them. “Hey (Y/N), I see you got all fancy for Water Boy over here, he’s been vibrating with excitement since you texted him. Don’t be too loud later, yeah?” Swiss teases as he pecks them on the cheek before dragging Sodo off to his room, the girls say hello and give quick hugs and kisses of their own before Rain and (Y/N) are left alone. The Water ghoul is standing near the door, indeed nearly vibrating with his tail flicking excitedly, “Hey Rainy, the food ready if your hungry.” (Y/N) says sweetly, getting up to drag him to the kitchen, he presses a happy smooch to their cheek which makes them giggle. Making their plates and sitting at the coffee table decorated with small candles and a few of Rain’s favorite flowers, courtesy of Mountain, they dig in, making small talk as they eat.

Soon they finish, Rain is clinging to their hand with the biggest smile on his face, “So how did it go in the infirmary, your gonna be okay right?” he asks as he takes a sip of water. (Y/N) smiles, “Well, that has to do with the surprise I have for you. It’s in the kitchen, go see.” they say, standing and helping the skinny ghoul to his feet. He scowls slightly, there hadn’t been anything in the kitchen earlier, maybe it’s in the fridge or something, the human leans against the threshold waiting for him to figure it as the Water ghoul searches the entire kitchen including in all the cabinets. “(Y/N), darling theres nothing in here except for this jar of sauce, speaking of did you really use store bought, Copia would have our heads.” he laughs, (Y/N) giggles in return, “Look at the label baby.” they say as the step closer and turn it around. “It just says Prego Tradtional Sauce?” Rain’s brows are furrowed, “Read the first word.” they say as they place a small sticky note adding ‘nant’ next to the name and grabs his hand to gently place it on their abdomen.

His eyes grow wide as he glaces between the jar and his hand, “I..(Y/N)..are you..no?! There’s no way, how?!” he questions, setting the jar on the counter, hands coming up to smooth the hair from his forehead. “Yes, the doctor had me take a test this morning and it was positive. I’m pregnant Rain.” They gently hold his hand, it’s clear the gears are turning in his head. “Whose the father..” he asks suddenly, the smile falls from their face, they know he wouldn’t know it was possible but they didn’t think he’d think they’d sleep with someone else. “It’s yours Rain, your the father. I haven’t and wouldn’t ever slept with anyone else.” they say, his eyes widen and he stutters, “Hu-huh, thats not possible, we didn’t do the ritual, its not possible (YN)..how?!” they grab his shaking hands again, “When I went to the infirmary this morning, I met a doctor whose mentor has worked with half-ghoul pregnancies and they told me that that it is incredibly rare for it to happen without the ritual, the ritual basically makes it easier for it to happen, but it is possible.” Rains face is unreadable, they grow worried when he finally speaks, “I need a minute..I’m sorry but I need to process this by myself darling.” is all he says before he quickly leaves the kitchen

They freeze, they expected him to maybe need an explantation but they didn’t expect him to leave. They drop to the floor, knees to their chest as tears fall down their cheeks. A door opens down the hall and soon Mountain and Aether come running into the kitche, “(YN), what happened, where’s Rain? What did he do?” Aether says, dropping to his knees in front of the crying human, placing his hand on their shoulders, “I..I told him and..he said he needed a minute and ran off..I’m such an idiot, I shouldn’t have told him, I’m sure he doesn’t want to see me ever again.” they sob as the Quintessinal ghoul glances at Mountain, before bringing his crying friend into a hug, “Oh sweet thing, Rain probably just needs to process things, your not an idiot for telling him. Rain is very emotional and probably didn’t want to upset or scare you, I’m so sorry sweetheart.” he whispers to them, petting their hair as they sob into his chest.

Once they calmed slightly, he turns to Mountain who is croached next to them, “Mount, can you stay with them. I need to go check on Rain to make sure he’s okay too.” he whispers to the Earth ghoul who nods, gently picking up the human and moving them to the couch, placing them on his lap and continues to soothe them. Aether smiles slightly at the sight before running to Rain’s room, even through the door he can hear the gasping sobs and whimpers of the Water ghoul. Opening the door, he finds him curled up tightly in a ball in the middle of his bed, rocking back and forth with his fingers buries in his hair, whimpers and quiet insults towards himself coming from under his hair that hides his face.

Aether sighs, quietly approaching the ghoul as to not scare him but not loud enough to startle him. “Rainy, hey, hey, talk to me. What’s wrong Lilypad?” Aether asks softly, sitting next to the curled up whimpering mess, Rain just curls in further on himself. Gently maneuvering the little ghoul between his legs so he’s pressed against his chest, “Raincloud, listen to my voice, I want you to breath with me okay, just follow my breathing, can you do that for me please sweet boy?” Aether whispers into his ear, Rain weakly nods, breathing still panicked gasps. Aether begins to slowly inhale, trailing a claw up Rain’s arm and then down as he exhales, he continues this until Rain’s breathing has calmed and the whimpers and tears have slowed as well. “Rainy, do you think you can tell me what’s wrong now? You know I can’t help unless you tell me what’s wrong.” Aether asks, running his hands up and down Rain’s arms in a grounding motion.

Rain is silent for a minute before a croaky voice answers, “What if this kills them..I haven’t even told them I..love them..I’m scared Aether.” he whimpers out, face burying further into his knees. “Honey, have you ever seen a ghoul pregnancy?” he asks, softly stroking through soft curls, Rain shakes his head, “While yes, they can be dangerous and ghoulettes have died from them, (YN) is carrying a half-ghoul which is not as dangerous as a full ghoul pregnancy, plus they are one of the strongest people we know right?” Aether explains, not stopping his petting, “Remember when they had bronchitis and that double ear infection at the same time, yet they still did double the chores cause their roommate had the flu? They only sat down whenever we forced them into a ghoul pile and then basically locked them in your room til they were better.” Rain laughs slightly at the memory, he had hated how miserable they looked but yet they were running around like a maniac. “Do you really think their gonna let something like some morning sickness and some hormones knock them on their ass? We both know we’re more than likely going to have to force them to sit down, especially with the tour coming up. Speaking of which, before you panic again, their early enough along Papa will have no reason to make them stay back.” Aether says, Rain has now finally raised his head from his knees.

“Now, your going to come with me out to the common room and tell the mother of your child that you love them and fucking mate them within this next week before I take them myself, I hear you guys enough that I know you have wanted this for a long time and I’m not going to leave them by themselves during this type of thing, don’t think I won’t sweep them off their feet.” Aether teases, earning a growl from the Water ghoul, “Fuck you, their mine Aether.” he snarls as he stands up, but when he faces the door Aether watches him freeze again, “But..what if they don’t love me back Aeth..what if (YN) just told me so I know?” he asks, wringing his hands as he turns back to the Quintessinal ghoul. “Oh Rainy, now I’m not saying this to make you feel bad, but me and Mountain found them crying in the kitchen as soon as you left. Their worried you hate them or your angry, they were calling themselves an idiot for telling you.” Aether says, grabbing Rain’s hand, “They love you just as much as you love them, don’t ever think that Cuttlefish. Now come on, I’m sure Mount has them calmed down.”

(YN)’s crying had attracted the girls first, “Oh honey, what happened?” Cumulus asks, sitting next to the pair on the couch as she grasps the human’s trembling hands. “I..I told Rain I’m pregnant and he didn’t take it well..” they whimper out, all their eyes widen, “Your pregnant? Honey that’s amazing, I’m so happy for you!” Cumulus exclaims, hugging (YN) as Cirrus and Sunshine join, one on the other side of Mountain and the other on the floor. “What do you mean he didn’t take it well? With how much I hear him talk about ‘filling you full of kits’ through the door, I’d think he’d be ecstatic?” Cirrus teases, leaning against (YN)’s back, who blushes and shakes their head. “I told him I was pregnant and he immediatly..asked who the dad was and when I said it was him, he needed a minute and ran out..” they explain hiding in Cumulus’ shoulder as they try not to cry again.

“Hold up your pregnant?!” Dew yells from the door, making everyone jump, “And Rain fucking left you alone after you told him?!” Swiss follows, standing behind Dew, “That little bitch, Imma-”

“No, leave him alone guys. It’s not his fault, we didn’t think it was possible and we’re not even together…if he doesn’t want anything to do with me now, then it’s okay. I’m not gonna force him take care of a child he doesn’t want.” (YN) says, even as a tear makes it’s way down their cheek. Dew and Swiss freeze before looking at each other and joining everyone else on the couch. It’s quickly decided everyone move to the floor now since theres not enough couch, Cumulus and Swiss cradle (YN) between them as Dew nuzzles into chest protectively, Sunshine, Cirrus, and Mountain piling around the others. Purrs and happy chirps can be heard as (YN) giggles when Swiss lightly tickles their side, “No more tears, this baby is gonna have a huge pack that cares for them. Rain doesn’t know what he’s missing, I know I’d gladly take the role of Daddy.” he teases, waggling his eyebrows, clearly not meaning in a parental manner. (YN) smacks his chest, “Shut it you horndog, I appreciate it but too many emotions to even think right now.” they laugh as he dramatically gasps, “Me? A horndog? I am the most castable chap you’ll ever meet!” This earns a eyeroll, “Swiss I literally walked in on you with your tongue down a Brother’s throat while a Sibling was sucking you off last week.”

“That was my twin brother, you haven’t met him yet, we can’t be in the same room otherwise we’ll disappear.” he states seriously, “Swiss shut up before I kick you from the pile.” Cirrus growls from behind, “Yes mommy, wait I’m sorry, I think that role goes to (YN) now.” he snarks when he suddenly yelps, “Sorry sorry, I’ll stop!” Cirrus apparently had yanked his tail. Everyone settles into soft small talk and purring when suddenly a door from the hallway opens and everyone looks up to see whose coming into the common room.

“(YN) sweetheart, can you come here for a minute please.” Aether calls from the threshold, (YN) looks around and slowly detangles themselves from a whining Swiss and Sodo while Cumulus follows, “I wanna come with, moral support.” she says as she holds the humans hand. They smile at the small ghoulette as they make their way into the hallway. Aether is standing with his hand in Rain’s, who looks like he’s been crying. “Rain has something he wanted to say.” Aether says, encouraging the ghoul to speak, he glances up from the floor and gasps slightly when he meets (YN)’s equally red and puffy eyes, “I..I really sorry for how I reacted, all I could think about was how scared I was of you possibly getting hurt and then that you were just telling me before you were going to say you didn’t want to see me again..” Rain says, hands wringing his tail in anxiety, “I love you so much (YN), I am really excited that your pregnant,I want this baby so much. But if you don’t want too be with me anymore I understand. If this happened once, who knows if it’d happen again.” he ducks his head in shame.

(YN) stares, frozen in shock until Cumulus squeeze their hand gently, urging them to speak, “Rain..I thought you were mad that I was pregnant, I thought maybe you were upset because you didn’t feel the same for me as I did for you. I love you too, so fucking much. When I found out I was pregnant, I was terrified of what would happen, but the doctor talked to me about it and he introduced me to a doctor who has experience with half-ghoul pregnancies and I became ecstatic, I wanted to have this baby with you but then you ran off as soon as I told you. It hurt a lot Rain, watching the father of my child and the person I love more than anything leave me after I told him the best news possible felt like my heart was ripped out of my chest.” (YN) says, Rain’s shoulder slumps further as he whimpers, “But I understand you being scared, I was scared too. I’’ll forgive you as long as you promise to never do something like that again.” Rain’s head shoots up, blue eyes meeting (E/C), “Yo..you mean it?” he stutters to which they nod.

He launches across the corridor, picking them up with a trill and spins them around happily. They squeak, arms wrapping around his neck tightly as he twirls, then puts them down and starts covering their face in kisses. “I’m so sorry, my love, I won’t ever do anything like that again. I promise that if I do anything stupid again, you have full permission to smack me and yank my tail! I love you so much, I want you to be my mate more than anything in the world.” he begs, hiding his head in their shoulder as they giggle, wrapping his arms tightly around them, carefully avoiding their belly, as Aether and Cumulus aww in the background. “I love you too. I will keep this promise in mind whenever the hormones come along.” they tease as he sinks to his knees, wrapping his arms around their hips and buries his face into their abdomen. They gently stroke through his hair when they feel tears soak their shirt, “It’s okay baby, I’m here.” they coo softly.

Cumulus had pulled out her phone and subtly took a few pictures before the new couple finally decide to emergy back into the common room. Swiss growls lowly at the appearance of Rain but stops when he notices him holding hands with (YN) and the happy looks on their faces. “I take it things are good now?” Mountain asks from where he has a purring Dewdrop and Sunshine piled atop him, the new couple nod, “Yeah, Rain apologized and asked me to be his mate!” (YN) says gleefully, Rain wraps his arm around their waist protectively as he nods, “I’m happy for you two, but be grateful they told off Sodo and Swiss before they hunted your ass down Waterlily.” Mountain teases as the new couple along with Cumulus and Aether join the pile.

Rain flushes as he hides in his (soon to be) mates shoulder when suddenly the door opens to reveal Copia, “Hello my tesoros, I know it’s late but I was just informed of good news. Congratulations to the lovely (YN) and Rain, Dr. Virgel just emailed me asks if it was possible to temporarily return to the Ministry in order to help with the pregnancy, of course I said yes, that woman may be vulgar at times but she’s possibly the best doctor this Abbey has ever seen!” Copia says as he leans down to pat the pairs shoulders, ignoring the growl that came from Rain, “Down boy, Papa will not hurt your mate anymore than your pack would. (YN) feel free to take a couple days to relax, I imagine the news was quite exhilarating, you’ve already planned out this entire tour so don’t rush back okay mio bella. That is all, have a good night my lovely ghouls, don’t wear the poor thing out to much!” he calls as he leaves.

Bye Papas come from the pile before the settle down again. Rain had made his way back down and is snuggled against (YN)’s belly again, happily purring as they pet through his hair. He finally has the one he loves and their pregnant with his kit or kits, along with being surrounded by a huge, happy pack that will help them raise however many come along.

They eventually go back into the common room and tell them their officially together and are having the baby together. Cue party, kisses, Copia coming to give congrats (how does he know? because he’s papa and knows everything), and another ghoul pile with Rain snuggled into his soon to be mates belly, purring loudly.

[seanettlles]

if anyone has some good vibes they could wish my way, i'm on my last legs here and would appreciate any amount of luck to make Anything Good happen in my life sometime soon 🙃

Depressing Shit(tm) below if you want details idk

on top of being without medication Once Again (and this time has finally just worn me down and thrown me headlong into my worst depression since college lmao, loving it), my most recent psych nurse called me with a bitchy attitude about how she "didn't have time" to write me new scripts whenever i was able to find medication (this is the first time i made such a request), saying taking two minutes to look up an exact address and fill out a form was too hard in between her patients - this was after i spent HOURS calling pharmacies to find stock in the first place, so in reality i only needed her to do the last 5% of her job that i couldn't do myself. i Somehow didn't cuss her out entirely and just hung up after saying i'll find someone who is actually willing to work with me (i hope someone slashes her tires tho)

my glasses also broke a couple days ago and i spent a good 20mins crawling around my bathroom and crying while trying to find the screw to fix them to no avail. thank god i had an old pair still or i would be housebound until i could get a new pair bc my vision is too bad to drive with otherwise

aaand now i'm facing two straight weeks in the office to train someone while in possibly the worst mental state of my life ✌️ mostly i'm just hoping a car hits me (non-lethallyish) so i have an excuse not to go in

(that's just the recent stuff. not even getting into the house that hasn't been cleaned for months, barely eating properly in a. few?? weeks??? idk i lost track, plus all the other chores that have gone neglected meanwhile, my old isp breathing down my neck bc i haven't been able to send back their modem when i switched services, Still fighting with the reno place since the summer to get them to come out and replace parts on my windows they straight up entirely forgot to install, needing to get another car at some point bc my dad found concerning rust on mine... prolly more things i'm forgetting tbh)

truly don't know what i'm gonna do if something doesn't change soon sooooo yeah :'))) if i'm not very talkative it's bc my life is falling apart

[108garys]

What do you think the Clarke Siblings from little Hope are like as Siblings/cousins?

I'm trying to write a fanfic crossover with someone I headcanon as their cousin but it's hard because I've never written them in depth before, lol.

Also love your little doodles of them.

The one with The Reverand the funeral was hilarious.

Thank you, I have fun making those and I just can't unsee it after I put 2+2 about Carson's dialogue

Undercut because it gets long

Onto the question at hand, I imagine the Clarke family is very extensive(I mean I fully believe characters are related to their same face model characters) but as cousins I think it'd first depend on if they live close and who's closest in age, if the other character is imagined to have grown up in little hope and is within a similar age bracket then I could see them having an honorary siblings type status but if they only see them once in a blue moon it may be worth factoring in the Clarke children being adopted. What I mean is without necessarily stating it you could have that distance feel even greater due to character perceptions if you want them to start rocky

Attempting to speak more individualy, Dennis is in a band, plays football and is resident grouch, quick to voice his frustration and obviously boast about his record collection, I've heard him described along the lines of being an odd mix between rebel and conservative, he's very suspicious of new/different things but he's got that whole counter culture garage band thing going on(So picture him as the type of youth that would have been seen as "influenced by devil music" in the satanic panic whilst also very much doing the panicking himself), as a sibling he's shown showing off his music to Anthony and complaining if he defends Megan or Tanya(about Vince), if there's a chance he'd have beef with this other character he's not going to keep his opinions to himself and if he has a more positive relationship I imagine he'd be more casual and layed back but still he's gonna voice his opinion wether it's asked for it not

In contrast Tanya is much more closed off, she has a wall between her home life and her personal life, her family doesn't know about her beliefs and she longs to be away from it all, she dislikes getting involved believing that she'd just make things worse(but that may apply more to her parents), she's still very snarky in her interactions with her brothers and beneath it all she's soft(much like Taylor), I'd say she's very unlikely to reveal her beliefs to extended family and she may see dealing with them as a chore but again I think she'd keep it to herself, unless they just really vibe(tanya's sport is tennis), I'd say that all the in-game clues scattered around the whole town doing alternative stuff would indicate that she gets up to shenanigans and it ties in with her desire for personal freedom and that sense that her home life and personal life are two different things so again I could see her being closer to a hypothetical cousin if for example they'd run off and get up to trouble as kids. I think deep down she'd care for her cousin when it counts tho

For Megan it's a little more complicated, a lot of it depends on if you keep her being mentored by reverend Carson, at the time of the prologue that'd been ongoing for about two years and it's trickier to get a handle on how different she'd be if that was excluded(most likely she'd be a much more normal kid) but in general she'd be that one little cousin that's always getting into trouble as she acts out and gets into stuff that she shouldn't, Megan's issue is that she feels ignored, I feel like she'd probably become a cousin's shadow, especially if they're nice to her. Music is the one subject she's not failing so you could latch onto that if it's relevant

With Anthony he's very snarky/sarcastic but ultimately puts others ahead of himself, he seems to get along with others easily, that being said he also uses James's wording calling their household a mad house, he obviously loves history, he skateboards and plays baseball(crazy I know). Anthony's feelings of being on the outside are less relevant due to that being a post fire development, I'd say if Tanya is quiet rebellion then Anthony is quiet compassion, he expresses a lot of concern for Megan but doesn't approach her instead asking someone else to do it, it's not that he doesn't care so much as its a communication issue, he worries about her and she's unaware so her feelings of being ignored aren't helped. I think he'd get along with a cousin at least on a surface level unless they're a mega jerk, tho he could be a bit awkward depending as usual

I'll admit that I've never gotten an ask like this and I'm unsure how well I answered your question(haven't slept and personally forget my cousins exist from time to time so that may effect my answer)

I'd definitely open this question to others in the little hope fandom as I'm sure you'll get much more useful takes in the reblogs(damn I hope this wasn't too rammbly 😅)

[jumping-jackalope]

3, 5, 7, 9, 17, 36, 43, and 69 for the ask meme :)

thank you SO much this is so exciting I love these questions :)

3. Foaming hand soap or normal hand soap?

foaming! i loooove a good tactile sensation . very satisfying.

4. Least favorite chore?

Shopping for clothes. wretched experience. for this i often have to go into a mall or department store (evil places). a month ago I had to get some new underwear and socks (holes had finally worn thru :/) it took 1.5 hours to aquire 1 pack of 6 white ankle socks & 3 pairs of underwear. i walked out of there more exhausted than if I had gone 3 rounds with a heavy weight champion.

7. Any groceries you've been getting into lately?

once a week ive been buying a loaf of interesting bread from a nearby bakery. it's been rad. this week was a sunflower seed loaf 🍞 :)

36. Do you keep a daily journal or agenda?

moved this question up in the list in order to illustrate the next q/a. okay anyways. not a formal one! but I write down notes & to-dos & little project ideas in a Notes doc on my phone. am also always writing shit on scraps of paper or the back of my hand

9. What's your emotional support craft?

yk, I don't think I have one − I really jump around from project to project. no consistency, lots of variety. I'll learn the basics of an art or craft then drop off on doing much of it for a few years. but i go back, and I'm often picking up new little things. like -- ooh I can pull straight from my notes, these are some of my little projects going right now

17. What's a movie you saw recently that you liked?

I watched Moonlight (2016) for the first time like 3 months ago and found that to be a really beautiful film. also gonna cheat and name two: I also really enjoyed Dirty Dancing

43. Favorite book you've read recently?

Lakota Star Knowledge: Studied in Lakota Stellar Theology by Ronald Goodman. but shout out to Sr. William for the runner up, Othello.

69. What are you looking forward to next week?

To be honest I think next week is gonna be a rough one. but the week after I have a bunch of fun plans and my Day of Birth anniversary . .... tho maybe. next week I can look forward to a new interesting bread loaf 🍞 :)

[youredreamingofroo]

Ya'll... I think I might start a new story, I have a... basic concept of what I want it to be like, and I already have a name (under the impression that I don't suddenly do a 180), I just need to do like... all the writing and make the characters LMFAO It's gonna be a little on the dreary side and dark (which is the kind of writing/genre i aspire to write about, also means I'm gonna have to redo my personal reshade that ive been cooking for like... 3 or 4 months... 😭)-

in the meantime, I might start working on gussying up my navi post (and by gussy up, i mean completely redo) because as nice as it is, it's, idk, a little outdated (i guess), I have an idea for a new theme except i'm either going to a) put it in the drafts and wait til I start the new story to post it so the info is all there or b) make it and then post it and when i start the new story, edit it and put the tags and stuff in for the story.

ALSO might do a name change cuz... this name came from WAYYY before i joined simblr, and its got a charm to it, but i dont rlly like it anymore,, it just dont sit with me the same way that it used to lmao

*(writing this after i posted cuz i forgot to say this - its under the cut and in regards to NSB with the new story - it also kinda turned into a rant lmfao) TL:DR for ppl who don't wanna read my stupid fucking rant: NSB is prob gonna go on a hiatus regardless of if i start a new story, cuz as much as I love it, it's started to feel like a chore and less of smth i enjoy (even tho, like I said, I rlly enjoy/love it) Sorry to my NSB enjoyers out there.

regarding NSB, yes it will probably go on hiatus when making this story bec writing is already kinda exhausting for me as well as editing and NSB has progressively became more and more story-driven than gameplay-driven, and especially after these three days, im kinda burnt out from NSB, i know i just left it off on a cliffhanger with the new baby, but to be honest, I don't wanna deal with another child, i barely get by dealing with the four, and dealing with toddlers> are so fucking annoying cuz of the Sim AI, which in and of itself is just demotivating, i do REALLY love not so berry, i love the story ive created with it, but i guess im just tired of playing the same generation for so long, not to mention the fact that i made it a rags to riches challenge, i know i didnt have to but i prefer to, and bc of that, i havent been able to properly decorate, and i dont really wanna go back on myself, if i decide to continue NSB, i will probably take the RTR rules away since its so annoying to deal with having like, 1000 simoleans all the damn time. Also, i've been planning what to do for generation 3 since catty gave birth, but i had to put NSB on a hiatus bc of a stupid glitch and was only recently able to start it up again, and I still havent moved onto the next gen. I kinda lost the plot with that rant, but basically, NSB will probably go on hiatus, regardless of the new story, I've been wanting to dwell more on Roo and his whole story and the people in his universe and after a bit, NSB has started to, as much as I love it and the storytelling and whatever, feel like a chore, which kinda hurts to say, but its true. Sorry to any of my not so berry enjoyers out there

[poppy-thatcher]

Cuffed (Kotaro Bokuto)

A/N: @sigma-himbokuto suggested I watch Haikyuu!! So I blame her for my most current obsession. I literally love them all. Even (not all the time tho) Oikawa. He's pretty... but an ass. Gives me Monoma vibes... who, in turn, gives me Sasuke vibes. Let's not go down the rabbit hole on my love/hate relationship with these types of characters. 😂 I'm pretty down bad for Kageyama cause he is the Volleyball playing version of Bakugo. I've definitely written for him already too... but I don't know that I want to publish any of those pieces yet. Nishinoya will probably be posted next after this one... because he was my first favorite (don't ask where he is on my list now 😳) and hardly anyone writes about my favorite little shorty! (If you know any great pieces definitely @ me!!!) I've not caught up and finished Haikyuu!! yet, so I've yet to meet all the characters. I know Bo is Cherry's favorite. And now that I've seen him he's made it onto my Top 5 list too! 🥰

You thought tonight was going to be a nice, easy day to relax at home. And it was... until your airhead of a boyfriend just had to go and do that...

Warnings: None. Suggestive. Use your imagination cause I can't smut-write still! 😭 Working on it though. So maybe later we can revisit this piece.

The warm water splashed haphazardly up my arm making me recoil in disgust. I held the gritty sponge, gripping it tightly in my hand, as I washed today’s dishes left over from dinner.

With the chore finished to completion, I grabbed the nearby hand towel and delicately dried my hands, starting from my wrist and working my way to the tips.

His warm hands snuck around my midsection, lacing together and holding me tightly to his muscular build.

I laughed lightly to myself, throwing the hand towel to the counter. I was about to spin in his arms to face him when I heard a soft clicking noise. I looked back into his dark golden eyes and then down to my wrist.

The metallic color reflected the kitchen light and I looked his way in shock.

His wolf smile made my heart pick up pace as he leaned down to have his gaze leveled with mine. I quickly blinked, unsure of who was going to say the first word and break the silence.

But of course, it was him. It was always him.

“Like your new bracelet?” he cooed at me, winking my way.

“I’d like it better if you explained to me where you got it from,” I stated, a matter of factly.

“A certain someone let me borrow them,” his smile reached his eyes, “so long as he gets to see a picture of you in them.”

“That’s very presumptuous of you both. Assuming I’d let you take a picture, let alone share it with my best friend.”

"Oh come on little dove!" He whined causing me to roll my eyes at his usual behavior. 

"Bo… you know how I feel about you whining." I raised an eyebrow at him expectantly.

I heard the other cuff lock click but didn't feel the cold press against my skin like the previous one. When I looked down at our hands we were now linked together. 

"You didn't want to save that for the headboard, maybe?" I commented, unsure of what was going on in that big unpredictable head of his. 

"You're being a brat and I'm not a fan." He growled, his brows furrowing. 

"Oh, finally gonna do something about it, huh?" I chided back. 

He growled again, spinning me around by our linked wrists, and pressed me over our granite countertop. I hissed as the cold stone bit at my newly exposed skin that peeked through the raised parts of my shirt. With my cuffed arm now pinned behind my back, I felt the rush of excitement that caused me to clench my thighs together. Bokuto leaned over me, making sure to press as close as humanly possible to every inch of me he could, and ghosted his lips over the shell of my ear. 

"What's the matter little dove? Needing extra attention? That has to be the only reason you're being a little brat, huh?" he ground even tighter to my ass, making me push my lips tighter together so as to not talk back again. 

I was loving where this was going, but Bo was notorious for having random mood swings. I didn’t want to do anything to set him off and not see how this played out.

“Okay, fine…” I gasped, completely out of breath, “I’ll agree, you big baby. That was, indeed, very fun. But take this damn thing off already.” I laughed, pushing my wrist to Bo’s side. “It’s cutting too tightly into my wrist.”

His eyes shifted back and forth, and a worried look graced his face, causing my mood to turn instantly sour. This look meant nothing good.

“Babe… where’s the key?”

“I… I’m pretty sure I left it on the counter,” I glared at him, knowing there was more to the story, “at your bestie’s place.”

“Good lord, I hate you,” I growled in response.

“I’d almost believe that. Except for the fact that you had fun… you just said so. Besides,” and he took my face in his free hand, bumping his nose to mine, “I know you’re lying. You love me and you know it.”

“Ugh, get away from me.”

“Heh, I can’t cause we’re cuffed together!” he chuckled.

“Idiot,” I grumbled, knowing I was going to have to call my best friend over to bring the key. I’m sure I wouldn’t hear the end of this one any time soon. Damn Bokuto!

[pjisskullourful]

Hi! I just wanna say that you writing is just *chef's kiss* and lately you spoil us, the Ethan girlies (even tho those are comission). And i just wanna thank you for your hard work and imaginative writing . I have been a follower of yours since the 'Gay enough' era. And you opened my eyes to new possibilities and how relationship can be and also how kinks can be part of a healthy relationships (i think we all read at least one ff on tumblr that has some dubious smut scenes and toxic relationships) . Furthermore i and surely others are grateful for your blog and works since you are one of the few Måneskin fan blogs that kept writting and is still active consistently. I sincerely can say that i can't wait for the publication of the so called 'Over me' choose your own path story ( after reading the first part you are already giving us a hard time choosing bestie) and that Ethan centered imagine you announced to publish. So excited to see a softer kind of imagines comming for you. Not to say there is anything wrong with your smut writing , on the contrary, us reader can't thank you enough for it 😏 . But it is interesting to see that kind of 'get to know' the romantic interest and picturing them in a more normal settings (bookstores, cafes, quiet dinners, movie nights, doing chores) instead of the usual sexy rockstars that are seen as sex symbols. Sometimes ppl forget that Måneskin beneath the gorgeous exterior and incredible talent are just like us , people (with needs, hobbies,that have slow days in order to recharge, going out with just their friends group, etc.)

Can't wait to read your next work. Hopefully soon. Keep up the good work up queen 👑

holy fuck this is so sweet! i am so grateful that i got to wake up to this!

stream of consciousness response from me? okcurrrr

wow! thank you for saying all of this, for taking the time to send this through. it really means a lot!

*chefs kiss you on the nose* (with consent, ofcourse)

gay enough started soooooo long ago! that was literally my second request back in august of last year, so you’ve been here for ages& thank you for that. thank you for continuing to choose to spend your time here

kinking in a healthy& fun way is importnt to me for sure*99999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999999 (wow bebe decided to stand on the keyboard instead of eating her damn breakfast, thanks dummy kitten!) anyways, as fun as it is to be flippant& etc- i do want to normalise certain things cos i know how culture can lead to behaviour. its like how lana del rey no longer performs the song ultraviolence(or said she was gonna stop, idk, i dont keep up todate with her somuch anymore, i dont know who norman rockwell is). things we excuse in the media we consume can become things we excuse in real life. so i always try my hardest to put consent, clear kink rules& safety in my shit cos this is what i have to say at the end of the day, its a reflection of me, every word& i want to believe what i say/be able to stand behind it

so keen to hear how everyone is feeling about th eupcoming decision for the conclusion of over me! somuch fun stuff coming for part two

lets get real here-- i did consider leaving. cos things have changed& i hate change, it makes me feel very unsafe. when i was getting that aggressive troll, i was wondering if there was a point to stay& keep going cos my instant reaction was to feel so isolated. that was a really emotionally defeating instance. i was planning how i would leave for real, i was planing how i could fasttrack the end of stained sheets& gay enough& thinking how to checkout cos i was questioning how worth it this all was. but at the end of the day-- the idea of leaving was even more terrifying than how awful i felt in that moment. cos i need this, quite literally. if i left, idk what i would do with myself, other than slip further into depression.at the end of the day- i do this for myself cos every word written is a moment where im not selfdestructing& mentally ripping myself to shreds. every word written is escapism for me. every word written is defiance. every word written is creativity chosen over selfdestruction& spiraling. every word written is so very significant to me cos before this i was really messed up& i wasnt writing consistently. so imma stick around& keep doing this for as long as it makes sense for me, cos i need to write, its all i really know, for more than half of my life& its ridiculously validating to have people give any kind of a crap about it

so im sticking around. i mean, i need something to keep me occupied while i wait for maneskin to get their asses to australia(have they even heard of my country?! not sure at this point)

[coccyodynia]

things:

i went home the other weekend and didn’t steal any pills, as much as i thought about it, so thats kind of cool i guess

i got a very fun and cool tattoo yesterday, its a woman swinging an axe with that line i wrote a few years ago - “i swing and i dont miss”

i am seeing a The Plot In You tonight with justin

we’re planning on hanging out before the show too but the weather is gonna be shitty so who knows, he’ll probably flake out at this point

we’re also planning on going to chicago in a month but im concerned i wont be able to afford it idk. i just stashed away $250 for it but i wouldn’t be surprised if i had to dip into that before then

we’re on okay terms right now. its been a huge rollercoaster as usual but he still wants to keep me around in some type of way i guess bc he’ll respond or say shit like ‘i’m always here for you’

ive been dissociating a lot still but im practicing the skills to get a handle on it

ive officially stopped caring about anything at my job, i just dont give a fuck at all anymore

if i start caring again it will probably kill me, at least considering the rate we were going before 

i had a friend OD twice in the last week or so and im literally just bracing myself to lose another person to fent

its been almost a year without michael now and im still really heartbroken about

i can tell ive started letting my apartment/kitchen get bad again and it’s upsetting me but i feel paralyzed about it

one of my best friends is having a really tough time too and we keep messaging each other little check-ins even though neither of us have the capacity to really support or help the other person in any meaningful way

ive just been way too tapped out lately, and it has been affecting my health for quite awhile

my weight seems to be stable now or at least kinda, i lost 50 lbs and last week for the first time in awhile it didn’t go down when i got on the scale

my parents and grandma all made comments about how they can tell ive lost a lot of weight since i saw them last (6 weeks or so ago?)

my mom has been telling me “youre not eating enough calories” which i think gave me whiplash considering up until now my entire life shes been insistent that i eat too much

my financial situation is really about to get fucked up since im not teaching this summer, so i will lose that income for a few months ($800/month)

im pretty nervous they wont ask me back to teach in the fall bc the head of the department doesnt really like me

i got great evaluations from my students tho! at the end of the semester, two of my students asked if i would be comfortable with giving them a hug and i got emotional

i helped one of my students get into their first gallery show in NY and im just so fucking proud and excited for them

another student had made me a little embroidered camera patch for my bag 

im still very much thinking about applying to graduate/phd programs in the fall

there’s about 5 programs im interested in, but none of them are local so i’d have to move pretty far if i were accepted

im going to re-apply to university of denver for the MA emergent digital practices program

i applied to there in 2021 and was accepted but i wasn’t offered enough financial aid since i applied after the priority deadline so i’ll try it this fall and see what happens

im still dreaming about going to Brown for their digital writing/cross-disciplinary writing and art MFA but it's such a pipe dream

i also found a fascinating phd program at duke but they're not accepting applications this year?

i want to write and photograph more but by the end of the day i am so incredibly burnt out that it seems more like a chore than an outlet

i really wish there was a way for me to just quit my job and take some time off before going into another job

anyway therapy is back to once a week and sometimes 2x a week just depending on how well i handle things

my mom is still being the worst person ive ever met and im really trying to disconnect from her/the family as much as i can

she just spent $500 on a plane ticket so she can go spend a week with the guy she was engaged to in college

she sucks so much and i hate her 

anyway that’s all

[inkydoc]

maybe if i write a list about my stressors it will help with dealing with them? or at least acknowledging that i am indeed stressed would help lol

here is a list in non-list format, mostly just incoherent ramblings. the tl;dr is that family, work and health stuff is stressful. and i'm just so gotdam tired. let me sleep please.

my parents have been out of work for months now and it's starting to take a toll on everything, most of all their well-being but also finances are tight and apparently we've been using too much electricity recently so i can't game on weekdays :"D it's fine, i can do other stuff, but gaming is sadly the only activity that can get my brain to turn off and not think about stupid stuff - maybe i have a problem but also horizon is good :D therapist asked if i think it's an addiction and no, i don't feel like it, i can put it down no problem, but i sure do like how focused i can be on games. i really miss that feeling of focus and flow that i used to have with drawing and for the most part gaming can provide that, but sadly the big boi pc is too power-hungry :D

we don't talk about Bruno drawing, no, no, no :D

boyfriend is really down, like really really down, and i can't help him, most i can do is cry about it and hug him when he lets me - at least he is sharing some of it, as much as he can, which is good, but also heavy... i can deal with that tho, i just don't know what to say honestly, never been big on words XD i wish i could help, i'm very worried about him

my brother is coming home after like 5-7 years and i had to help mom deal with his packages while he is in Japan having fun and it's been a bit frustrating having to message him for info so that we can pay import tax on his stuff, and asking the same thing over and over because he clearly isn't paying attention to what i'm asking, so y'know, i'm a bit salty about that - i'm a bit salty about my brother in general but it's okay, i'll bury it as deep as i can, what else can you do about that

work is a mess right now on multiple fronts, lots of work, not enough people and time, and i can feel myself being so tired that i have genuinely just become rude to everyone around me, both coworkers and customers, it's not a good look

we've been getting as many orders as last christmas rush since the beginning of may, which is a lot, but also we've been doing five people's work with 3 people since last march i think, more than a year basically, so going full christmas mode for months with like one week of pto back in june is just the icing on the exhaustion-cake - and going on pto guilty knowing that two people aren't gonna be able to do everything needed and then coming back from pto to two weeks chaos because the guy who brings in the books was on vacation and then your coworker was on pto leaving you to be one of the two people doing the job means that one week is like it wasn't even there, and i'm just so tired i actually just can't stop crying sometimes

trying to find a new coworker hasn't really worked out yet, the one person who tried lasted a week and then we didn't exactly have time to find someone else which just makes everything more and more overwhelming

and to top it all off the vibes are rancid, everyone is tired and irritable and i just end up not talking to anyone and just listening to youtube when i'm alone and it's not really great when it's just three people in the office - we used to joke around and generally be a fun group, but y'know, we are tired and cranky and tensions are building, i honestly fear when it's gonna blow

but also i'm so so so tired i just don't feel like i can socialise like i used to

i can barely take care of myself or do my chores at home, like i don't remember the last time i brushed my teeth, i very often skip showering for days, it takes me a month to do two loads of laundry and who knows when was the last time i changed bedsheets or vacuumed (well last weekend but before that i literally don't remember, the dirt on the floor was very visible sadly) - all this makes me feel like a failure as a human being, like i can't even do the most basic things and i feel thoroughly disgusted by myself

i went to the doctor with the near constant headaches and messy sleep and even messier periods i've been having (it's not a recent thing, me having headaches, but the last couple of months it's gotten worse) and so now i gotta go to a bunch of doctors to get checked out but wait times are very very long :"D i got lucky i can get an ultrasound for pcos in november lol - naturally doctor visits are stressful, i hate it, and i also hate measuring my blood pressure 3 times a day but what can you do (forget to do it, that's what, my sheet is pretty spotty so far). i gotta go to a nerve doc, a junk doc and possibly an eye doc because at this point who knows why my head hurts and why i can't sleep, apart from all the stress XD and it's not helping much that i can only call neurology between 7-8 am, i'm lucky if i can kick myself out of bed for work at 8:50 lol

i keep forgetting more and more things, and tbh i'm not sure it's because of the stress or the tiredness or something worse, and i keep making mistakes and then bashing myself for it, i hate it

i've been going diligently to a psychologist for quite some time now, mostly to work through some recent-ish stuff but also to figure out why i'm the way i am, and idk i feel like i'm not really making progress. that could be my perfectionism talking, and also y'know how everything is my fault and i still don't know where that came from :D maybe i should ask her what could be wrong apart from being tired - like is it a big cup of depresso espresso, or is it extra jitter, or am i just really that tired? maybe my hormones are out of whack?? who knows??? i hate that i do not know!!! and i'm terrified of having to go to so many doctors!!!!

sleeping is such a deep need and yet here i am dreading it because i can't fall asleep easily because i can't get my brain to shut up, and then i randomly wake up in the middle of the night, my heart pounding, because i have this vague sense of having to do something to prevent something horrible from happening, each time a bit different, but so visceral i have trouble calming my heart to go back to sleep - the worst thing is that i never remember what it was that i had to do or had to prevent, but i remember flailing my arms around very often when that happens :"D like i'm pointing at random stuff or brushing something to the side, and quite often i feel like someone rearranged my room when i wake up like that :""D and when i do fall asleep i have very weird and vivid dreams about magic and life and work, so great stuff all around