#hasnt happened in a few years and im just

[ramblingeekette]

Nothing like ending up at urgent care because one of my ovarian cysts decides to burst while I was at work.

Explains why I've felt like shit the past few days.

Not the optimal choice for getting to leave my shift earlier though.

Everything huuurrrttsss.

[whsprings]

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[aroaceofthesea]

Summer camps and similar very intense for 2 weeks and then suddenly finished activities are so tragic because you'll form one of the deepest connections of your life and then you never see those people again

[orcelito]

Is going hiking with my family a cat death sentence?

I went hiking a week before Sammy died. I went hiking two weeks ago.

On the 28th, symptoms suddenly hit. 29th spent in hope. 30th they're dead

Sure are some mirrors for my boys haha

Ha

[microwavetoaster-selfships]

Cannot wait to have today over with, getting through work and getting the yummy food I've been dying for

Uuhhh slight rant in tags? Kinda just butthurt complaining. I didn't know I was gonna have a whole rant but I'm just gonna leave it as is

[evie-sturns]

𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐱 - 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨

summary: it's your special day, your 20th birthday! chris hasn't given you a present all day, and nothing seems to be going to plan, but he makes up for it later.

contains: public sex, smut, fluff, soft dom!chris, swearing, crying.

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8:54am

i wake up to chris planting kisses all over my face, a stupid grin painted across his face.

"chriss.." i groan, rubbing my eyes as i sit up in our double bed.

"happy birthday!!" he says, pulling me by my arms up onto the floor, im so unstable i stumble over.

my birthday has always been my favorite day of the year, everyones attention were on me, it was just going to be a stress-free day with my friends, my boyfriend and his brothers.

"shit." chris says, picking me back up, holding me in a bridal position. "you excited!!" he says, placing me back down on my feet

"love you chris." i smile, walking over to the wardrobe and pulling out the outfit ive had planned for days.

ive known chris for 11 years, he was my bestfriend until 1 year ago, when he became my boyfriend.

i strip off my pyjamas, leaving me revealed as i scramble through the shelves to find underwear.

i feel chris's eyes laying on me, "you feel elderly yet?" he says, breaking the comfortable silence.

i scoff "very."

"you look good for how old you are" chris jokes, walking over to my side.

i see his hand reach out, but he pauses instantly when the door rattles. "y/n!" i hear nick call out, i can hear the smile on his face.

"im butt naked right now nick, ill be out in a few!" i call out, chris shakes his head with a grin painted across his face.

"gross." i hear nick say back, slightly quieter this time.

"nick its 9 in the morning what do you take me for!" i say, pulling up my skirt, and readjusting my tanktop. i get on my toes, planting a kiss on chris's nose before unlocking the door.

im met with nick, a bunch of balloons in hand with matt standing next to him. their face light up as they see me.

"you're looking kinda wrinkly.." matt says, pulling me into a hug.

"do i actually look old cause you're the second person to point out my 'aging'" i ask, nick handing me the balloons

-

12:06pm

nick, matt, chris, madi, nate and i have been hanging around the sturniolos house for the day, i've spent the majority of the morning laughing, until a pile of wrapped presents from my friends appears in front of me.

i open them all, thanking whoever gifted it to me with a hug.

chris doesn't give me one though?

i brush it off, maybe he just forgot.

to make things worse, ive just been told madi and nate were both scheduled to leave at 1, both needing to go to nates final ice hockey game, which the sturniolos and i were going to skip.

"oh fuck, we better go madi." nate says, jumping up off the couch and grabbing his keys. madi's sighs before leaning down, squeezing me in a hug. my heart sinks a little, today was meant to be a day with my friends.

"love you y/n, we'll update you about what happens later!" they call out before the door swings shut.

-

ive been sitting on my bed for 2 hours, scrolling aimlessly on my phone as chris sits on the other side of the room at his desk in silence, the faint clicking noise from his keyboard filling the room.

today was meant to be perfect.

i feel my throat dry up as i let out a shaky breath.

ive never cried on my birthday, i've always been too distracted to even think about getting upset, but now, when today has just felt normal, the tears are building up.

i mean, it hasnt been a bad day. its just been too regular.

i feel a few tears fall down my cheeks as i stare at chris's back.

i try my best to stay silent, but a broken sob exits my mouth, i slam a hand over my lips. chris's head snaps back to look at me, his face drops. "oh shit.." chris mumbles before speed-walking over to me, throwing himself down onto the bed to face me.

the tears won't stop now, even with my failed attempts to make excuses up to chris.

"sweetheart please don't cry." chris says softly, holding me in a tight hug as my eyes dampen his shoulder. "talk to me gorgeous, i know you love your birthday you shouldn't be crying yeah?"

"i dont know.." i say in between sobs, chris stays silent, he knows im lying.

"i just wanted it to be perfect.." i sniff, chris rubs my back.

"can i show you something..?" chris says awkwardly, pulling away from the hug. my eyebrows furrow, "okay..?" i say. chris grabs my hands, pulling me up out of bed. he leans down and grabs a sweater from the floor, putting it on my body before taking my hand again.

he walks us downstairs in silence, he seems nervous. chris opens the front door, we walk towards his car and he opens the door to let me in. "ladys first.." he says, trying to lighten the mood.

-

we've been driving for about 3 minutes before chris breaks the silence, "i was meant to take you here later but.. you know." he says, tapping his fingers lightly on the steering wheel.

i nod, chris accelerates slightly as we drive up a hill, we suddenly come to a halt. chris clears his throat, as he turns off the car.

we're parked in a small parking lot on top of a hill, theres trees directly infront of us, the sunset just peeking through the leaves. chris grabs my hand gently, "uh chris?" i ask, he just kisses my lips "shh."

we go through the trees until we they stop, my jaw drops, theres a small picnic blanket, some flowers layed on it along with a note.

its the same spot where me and chris kissed eachother for the first time, 4 years ago.

chris has never been the romantic type, he finds it 'yuck' apparently.

"chris oh my god.." i say, chris is fidgeting with the ties of his sweatpants. i sit down on the picnic blanket, with a groan chris sits down next to me.

"i think this is the sweetest thing anyones done for me.." i say, wrapping my arms around him.

chris shakes his head "shut upp..." he smiles.

"no seriously, i might cry again right now."

"don't you dare." chris says with a small laugh.

a comfortable silence grows between us as the sunsets, i break it after a few minutes.

"we should fuck."

"what?" chris says, his head snapping round to look at me.

"no just think about it, 4 years ago we had our first kiss here, so we should hook up here!" i say, concealing my laugh.

"i meannn whatever you want" chris says, trying not to seem as eager as he actually is.

i pull off my shirt, discarding it on the picnic blanket. theres trees behind us, and a cliff infront of us, its pretty private.

chris helps my shorts off, before laying me down softly on my back, he places his hoodie down under my head as a pillow. "you comfy?" he asks, spreading my legs open wider. i nod, chris pulls down his sweatpants and boxers in one motion, his erection springing out.

he smiles, holding my waist with two hands and lining himself up with me, "ready?" he asks, maintaining eye contact. "very." i smile back.

chris presses his tip inside of me, i stretch around his size, reaching out a hand, chris grabs my it.

he finally pushes the whole way into me, a desperate moan escapes my mouth. "such a pretty noise yeah?" chris says, his voice hoarse as he starts to thrust into me, his tip brushing my cervix each time.

strings of moans and whimpers exit my mouth as i squeeze his hand tighter, chris keeps a firm grip on my waist. "so so good for me, squeezing my dick so well." chris groans.

with each thrust, the knot in my stomach becomes tighter, i arch my back off the picnic blanket, "fuck chris oh my god." i yell, "cum for me gorgeous, can feel you clenching..." he says, stumbling over his words.

with a scream of his name the knot in my stomach snaps, chris pulls out, painting my stomach with white streaks. "g-..good girl." chris says, flopping down next to me on the blanket.

-

we've been laying here for the past hour, laughing, talking and watching the moon. the summer air is warm on my bare body, we both couldnt be bothered to get changed just yet.

"you know.." chris says, running a hand through his hair.

"hm?" i ask, looking over to see his face, which is barely illuminated.

"we should make this a traditon, ya know? birthday sex."

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i really liked writing this, thank you for the request babe

[twstfanblog]

Scarbia Random Headcanons

Kalim is way more aware than he lets on.

He enages in weaponized incompotence to justify him and Jamil being near each other 24/7.

It'd take him a few tries with certain chores, but Kalim is fully capable of being self-sufficient. Jamil is just a perfectionist and doesn't let Kalim try often.

Kalim. Likes. DRAMA. He grew up in a house of multiple wives, all dealing with family politics to bump their children into the spotlight; he's seen some shit.

So if he's like...REALLY bored, he will stage little fights to happen in his dorm. Never anything serious, but it's fun watching the initial snowball of drama.

Kalim...knows what a condom is. Im not convinced in any way he has ever seen one.

Kalim takes his unofficial title as 'bug wrangler' very seriously. He has reached a level that he can no scope fry a fly with a fire spell before Jamil even notices it.

Jamil found a beetle in the dorm once. He looked away for 2 seconds and saw it was GONE.

Kalim stopped him from burning the dorm down with them all inside it.

Kalim actually discovered his signature spell insanely early, as like a toddler. He made it rain because Jamil was hot.

Jamil has lost many a phone from spiking them into the ground on accident.

Jamil hasnt taken a nap since he was 5 (he desperately needs to start napping again)

Jamil still likes curry BECAUSE Kalim doesn't like it anymore.

Jamil apologized to Kalim in private after his Overblot. He admits he's grown to hate Kalim over the years, but he never wanted to like...actually hurt him.

Jamil normally has 4 knives on his person at all times. No they are not in his pockets.

Jamil hated Azul from the beginning because he reminded him of a street vendor who ripped him and his sister off at a festival once.

Sometimes, when they both can't sleep, Jamil and Kalim sit in the lounge in complete silence together.

[damagedcoda6669]

Have you ever been recognized in public? Like has anyone just gone up to you and said “Hey are you [Birdie/Lucifer/Jack/DamagedCoda]?” :)

yeas.. but ive ONLY been recognized in psych wards/therapy groups. like this is genuinely a thing that kept happening. i guess the mentally ill kids love me teh most :3

this hasnt happened recently though? its been a few years. im so scared of randomly getting jumpscared one day from some1 being like "arent u the horse from horsin around?" /ref

if any of u see me in public dont be shy.. send me in2 cardiac arrest

[81folklore]

happiness - LECLERC

pairing: charles leclerc x ex!reader (fc: sabrina carpenter + pintrest) part 2

summary: releasing a song about your ex might finally stop the rumors surrounding your breakup (or: you release happiness about your ex charles leclerc)

authors note: this is my first ever post (and social media au) so please bear with me as im still figuring this all out!!) i dont use proper grammer and may mispell things!! the song ‘happiness’ by taylor is one of my faves so i had to use it, i am interpreting the song in a very specific way to fit the story! i do not own ‘happiness’ nor any song mentioned in this fic. it ended up longer than expected im so sorry😅

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yourusername

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its times like these wish i had a time machine,, i will miss you guys SO MUCH!! buuuut we are going international for the first time and i cannot wait to share my music with all you beautiful people🌟

see you soon paris & link for tickets in bio💌

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user5 cannot wait to see you in paris!!

user7 this tour has been one of the best things to ever happen to me, cant wait to scream nonsense at you once again🫶

user10 genuinely cant stand her after what she put charles through

user9 what are you talking about? their breakup was mutual

user10 seems like she doesnt care which means it clearly hasnt affected her

henrymoodie so excited to be opening for you in europe!

yourusername youre in for a treat tour mate🫣

user2 sigh i miss her and landos interactions

charles_leclerc

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definitely not the result we were hoping for but thank you for making my home race as special as always, onto the next one!

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user10 you tried your best which is all we ask

user3 i missed yn this week, home race didnt feel the same😔

user1 i thought it felt different, he seemed very distracted this weekend

user13 at least you finished the race (im coping badly)

user4 we love you charles keep pushing❤️🤍FORZA FERRARI

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how am i supposed to leave you now that you’re already over..

paris you were so so lovely what did i do to deserve you guys :’) next stop brussels💌

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user89 talented, brilliant, incredible, show stopping, spectacular, wonderful, amazing!!

user52 forever missing you💌

user71 ok but yn why were you teasing a new song at the show…

yourusername shhhh

landonorris super proud of you

yourusername thank youuu landooo

user2 my prayers have been answered woooo

user46 i feel like i missed something, are lando and yn friends?

user5 yeah! lando was how yn met charles and theyve been friends for a few years now

ynupdates

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yn on a new song she plans to release soon tonight at brussels ‘ive been writing a song for a while that really just helps explain the way ive been feeling these past few months, it was very therapeutic to write and ive really enjoyed the process!’ and when asked what the song was about she said ‘its about someone who will always mean alot to me, they know who they are and thats enough for me!’

she seemed very happy to be able to talk about it so expect more updates about that soon! next stop cologne, grab your tickets from the link in our bio💌

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user5 i cannot wait for new music

user16 what if she performs it on tour huh? what then? WHAT THEN??

user15 it’s definitely about charles, she had that same smile she wore when talking about him previously☹️

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i cant make it go away by making you a villain, i guess its the price i paid for seven years in heaven…

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user5 these have to be song lyrics right??

user7 sounds like it might be about charles🤨

user10 not more music about charles, at least he gets free promo from them..

arthur_leclerc we miss you

yourusername i miss you guys too!! come to a show soon?

[speakofthedebbie]

by popular demand (re: one person) some radioapple fic recs!! (i hope thats what you meant lol most of the fics i read are just radioapple)

Bedtime Rituals to Try out Before the Next Angelic War by @miribalis

just yes. thousand times yes. so basically my boy luci has some sleep troubles and that somehow leads to a qpr with al look its been a while ok just read it

Managerial Liberties by the same fella

these two tags explain it pretty well

something that sticks out to me about this is that charlie is actually (reasonably) cold to adam and like. im actually surprised with how little ive seen that. i mean i dont think id be exactly buddy-buddy with my besties killer either. only 3 chaps as of writing but already looking to be a radioapple classic

im not sure if its meant to be read as such but it kinda feels like a squeal to bedtime rituals in a way (edit: not meant to be read as such, just the same vibe)

devils don't fly (don't expect me not to fall) by @corgiss

also just yes. basically a really not cool joke evolves into a blossoming romance because why wouldnt it. (man if i had a nickel for every radioapple fic that had a masquerade that was sabotaged by the vees- *gets shot bc i cant mention osas yet*)

i’ll hold you close (i’ll stay the course) by the same fella

the entire time i was just going "yas king! put that egotistical flatscreen in his place!!". basically luci reminds the overlords who he is and vox shows he can be more of a threat than he lets on.

ykw fuck it just the entire series (i didnt mention i would give anything to not give a shit (but i do) and my perfect rock bottom (my beautiful trauma) because the first one sounded a lil too angsty and ive gotten enough of that from other sources [pointedly glares at Quietly, It Slips Through Your Fingers, Love {also coming up later!}] and the second is (mostly) smut and ive been trying to step back from that because "ive seen worse" isnt a valid excuse for that torture actually)

Of Saints and Sinners by the forever amazing @morningstarwrites!! (if you see this i have a serious question: is this your first time ever writing a fic? because how do you get so much right the first time- [not even beginners luck could explain this level of skill])

i could sing its praises until my death bed but ill hold off so i can explain whats happening. basically after burning down a meeting room several times, luci and al make a deal ("not a deal!", luci laments to the void): they will attempt to be civil and maybe even friendly, and by the end luci will owe al a favour. whats the favour? read it yourself dammit! seriously, 10/10, i am foaming at the mouth till friday (depending on how this goes, that might be tomorrow or today)

Quietly, It Slips Through Your Fingers, Love by Starlit_Rainfall (no tumblr in sight, so AO3) (i. urgfgh. what happened. i was just smiling over the fluff while crossing to go to school. where did it go. where did it gooooo)

if thats anything to go by, the last few chapters have been rough. the fluff feels so far away that i cant even explain what happens. luci was waxing poetic about swimming in maple syrup for al, i remember that much. also emily is there (fallen) tho we havent seen her in a sec. if you read it, warning for the gut punch of angst that starts chap 32 "She/Her" (though the chapter before that, "Should Alastor Know By Now?" ends pretty rough too)

Freely We Serve by @romanaxe

i dont remember how i managed to stumble upon this but im having a great time. basically alastor is a new sinner fresh in hell (but time doesnt matter and the whole cast is still here) and thinks "what better way to gain power than be the personal assistant of the heartbroken king of hell!" features a 6(?) year old charlie and a morally dubious lilith (also i loved eepy al X3)

A Family Forged in Hellfire by Green_Ghostwriter (once again, no Tumblr, so AO3)

this ones a bit newer (10 chaps), is so far mostly exposition and the slowburn pot hasnt even been put on the stove, but as just a hazbin fic in general i see the potential. basically its a 1920s au where heaven decides little charlie doesnt deserve to be raised in hell and is sent to earth with a "foster" family where her actions in life will determine witch realm she will return to after death. her "parents", al and minzy, are given false memories so they can claim the girl as their own and gee i wasnt kidding when i said it was a lot of exposition. erm honestly explaining anymore would tech be spoiling so go read it!

The Red Thread That Binds Us by @scun-gilli

{{future me prefacing this by saying i have no idea where i was going with yesterdays thought process, all you need to know from it was im on chapter 27. also scungilli your comment is making me very worried 😟 well theres no mcd tag so im sure itll fine, right? RIGHT, SCUNGILLI??}}

basically its a king x kings guard au where al and luci grow up together and only grow closer after a. certain life event for al (its fine guys trust :)) [she said, like a liar]) then al is sent of for royal guard training school (ik its not called that i forgor 😭) but dw he comes back. just watch out for graphic depictions of injuries (i think thats this fic) angst and a sneaky eve bc radioapple fics are allergic to happiness (or maybe im not looking hard enough lol) (also im really tempted to make the friendship bracelets they had 👀)

somewhere down the line by kj_crwm (AO3 link)

this one starts off as human!alastor/lucifer but by the middle(?) its just regular radioapple. basically al is encountered by luci while finishing off a job who agrees to keep quiet. luci just keeps on showing up, reveals hes the devil to which al us just like "lol ok" and eventually they get in a relationship (ooh lala 👀) but they break up after saying some hurtful things to each other (oh nono 👀) with luci promising al they will never cross paths again. if you watched the show then well. you know that doesnt happen 😂 most human!al radioapple have al summon him (no hate to them) so this was an interesting change of pace

cannot stress it enough but this is a WORKING list i WILL be coming back to it bc these are purely the fics i could think if off the top of my head. IN FACT, if any of you have radioapple fics you love, SEND THEM THE FUCK IN! i am one person whos only been in this fandom for 4 months, and reading fics/shipping radioapple even less, theres bound to be some ones i missed that you think are Worthy™️! and if theyre nsfw then at the very least it shouldnt be the main focus

EDIT: so sorry anyone who reblogged this before had to see the disgusting unedited version. literally just found out that tumblr doesnt apply edits to reblogs. what the fuck

[aroaceofthesea]

Agdfajsfdg i love my friends

[employee052]

OKOKOK HERES THE AU IDEA

ive been revisiting Detroit Become Human bc of my partner playing it recently, as well as me reading some connor x readers that gave me this idea directly, plus adding in some other games that i feel like could fit, i had this idea:

(its not refined atm n hella rough draft so please ignore shit that doesnt make sense)

[CW DEATH]

The Narrator is an experimental Android named VA427 "Virgil", made as the ultimate assistant and sent to work at some office building

He follows the boss around, doing tasks given by them and walking around the office helping the boss manage it while they stay in their office

This is how he meets Stanley, an employee who is usually reserved around everyone except for Virgil.

He takes a liking to Virgil, signing to him and having chats whenever he passes by, and Virgil loves it.

The two grow close. Virgil likes Stanley because he treats him with respect and listens to him, Stanley likes Virgil because he's not judgmental and can understand sign language

However, as their friendship grows, the boss begins to assign more work to all his employees, causing most of them to be overworked with a few accidents involving people passing out on the job

Stanley is no exception, he stays late and does every task asked of him, Virgil is worried but keeps doing it since thats his task, however this is when he starts to deviate.

He starts questioning things during his time working, and realises his attatchment to Stanley

Stanley falls over one day at the office after staying overtime for a month straight for 3 additional hours.

Virgil runs in to help him as everyone else walks around him like its not a problem. Stanley dies shortly after in the office.

Virgil goes to call 911 when the boss stops him, telling him that its not neccessary and to dump his body in the basement.

if the police found out about the treatment of their employees, they could be sued, so the boss has elected to hiding the bodies and covering up their deaths.

Virgils furious, mourning the loss of his friend taken too early and the only person who treated him nicely. But the boss doesnt budge

they throw Virgil and Stanley into the basement together. Locking them in with a pile of dead bodies and all items that other dead employees used.

He goes to find a few spare computers and manages to find a way to hook himself and stanley up to it.

Connected to the PC, stanley's body and mind is uploaded. However, its not fully, since stanley was dead for a while before being uploaded, it only retains a few memories. primarily that of being in an office, and having a wife and an apartment, but not having the exact memory of who or what they looked like.

Virgil creates a VR world for stanley to live in. at first he had attempted to create sprawling stories for him just as stanley told him in past conversations, but Virgil hasnt really explored the outside all too much given he lives at the office.

He shifts the VR world so its centered around the office. He cant tell stanley he's dead either, so he acts as though hes simply playing a video game.

the next few years/decades are just the narrator falling deeper into the role of making stories for stanley and getting too into the video game idea. releasing the game offically however with stanleys consciousness only on his PC in the basement of the office.

during these years, is where im combining some aspects from portal blue sky and half life.

while virgil falls into the role of the narrator and is in the basement of this office with stanleys decayed body, the black mesa incident happens.

aliens come in, vorts n shit, and then the combine come in and take over. virgil doesnt ever see this bc hes safe in the basement.

decades pass by, then after a long while, an explorer wanders into the ruins of the old office building

they eventually find the basement and the narrators body hooked up to the computer and stanleys skeleton beside him

this explorer would take the keyboard and begin playing the game, until virgil, now the narrator, realises that its not stanley

however, so much time has passed and so little of stanley was saved that hes simply a dead man walking, an echo of a dead man, a memory

after a long time where the explorer and the narrator talk, the narrator agrees to end the vr simulation, he keeps it in his memory banks, but he agrees to not fully trap himself in the simulation to keep stanley going. hes gonna lay him to rest

getting up, the narrator finds his body to be alien to him, hes forgotten that he even had a physical form, and through the years of being put on sleep mode to allocate all processing power to the vr world, his bodys also decayed a bit

the synthetic hair doesnt grow, but begins to fade in its colour

his eyes dont work as well considering theyve been on standby mode, they still work, but theres a permanent blur to him that means he needs glasses

the synthetic skin on his face and hands only begin to sag and wrinkle

the parts of his body that dont have synthetic skin and are exposed from the rips in his clothing have rusted, the office building's basement being almost like the skip button where a break in the roof causes some water and plants and animals to enter and eat away at his body. making it rusty and making him slower to move

the explorer and the narrator leave the building, and take refuge in a small town of other survivors quite similar to eaden in blue sky, where the explorer lives

during the narrators stay here, he struggles to move past stanley, being focused and obsessed with him for decades before being brought out of it.

and here comes the whole reason why i got this au idea:

the narrator goes back to the vr simulation with stanley and the office, and shifts it.

what was once an office becomes a refurbished memory zone. with a desk for him to write in whenever the explorer sleeps and a place for him to calm down when tough things happen. its the closest he can get to a mind palace

however, hes not alone in here, he makes a small area for stanley to live in, he will never leave him and his mind, but hes moved on, hes past that grief.

he visits stanley in this new mindscape of his from time to time, to give an update, to just remember him, but he moves on.

the rest of the au would just be the narrator learning to take control of his life again, trusting the explorer and becoming more integrated with the townsfolk, managing his rusty body, and re-exploring his old hobbies that he forgot about.

ik i already posted the designs, but with this context, heres virgil and the narrators form before and after the parable

[dieabadass]

When you find out your husband and the disgusting ogre he cheated on you with tried stealing your identity and thats the reason I couldn’t get health insurance this whole time and had to pay thousands of dollars out of pocket for my life saving medication I take everyday and got the bill from her hospital stay last year…. It’s a good thing she’s fucking dead cuz id kill her if she was still living.

I found myself apologizing to this female , trying to do anything I could to get my husband back and said sorry for acting out as any wife / girlfriend / husband / boyfriend or partner would in this situation. Yet somehow she victimized herself, made it as if she was the one who was in the right, tried to fill my shoes LITERALLY. She stole my dog my husband got for me for my birthday, harassed my family with texts upon texts of threats against my life and put me down for having a medical condition saying : she and my husband couldn’t wait for the phone call we’re my mom ( who was battling stage 3b colon cancer at the time ) to call them with the news that I finally died & rid the world of me and the burden I put on everyone with my type 1 diabetes and level of care I need and that everyone could finally move on with their lives especially the two of them without me here.

She convinced my husband that I somehow hacked into her phone and sent myself all these messages and that she was the innocent one in all of this…. Seriously flattering & wish I could have thought of that one first but the amount of work and effort to actually hack into someone’s phone was impossible for even me to do… I even had receipts and proof after proof of shit printed from my account to show the time stamps were the texts were sent from and everything it still didn’t matter. It got to the point were I was lower then I’ve ever been before, dealing with my own mental health, sobriety and from all the years of never really taking care of myself the abuse on my own body was catching up to me and had to face some serious medical stuff no one should have to face alone , ESPECIALLY without the person they needed most. Funny looking back at all this now and all this happening October 2022 and her laughing at the thought of me possibly dying and the last thing I ever said to her was to watch her mouth and words because one day she might choke on those very words and shed pay for her own karma and a year later to the date October 2023 she drops dead like a fly from a blood clot in her lungs literally choking on her own words….. huh funny…..right?

So yeah

THANK THE UNIVERSE AND THE GODS FOR EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED BECAUSE IN THE END I FOUND MYSELF AGAIN, AND I MAY BE FAR FROM PERFECT BUT I WILL NEVER EVER BE ANYTHING LIKE THAT HORRID GIRL. MY HEART AND WHATS LEFT OF IT WOULD NEVER ALLOW ME TO BEYRAY PEOPLE AS SHE DID OR ACT IN MALICE AS SHES DONE TO SO MANY PEOPLE. THE GOOD PART OF ME FORGIVES HER AND FEELS SAD FOR HER BUT THE BETTER HALF OF ME REMINDS ME THAT IF IT WAS SWITCHED AROUND AND SHE COULD HAVE IT HER WAY SHE WOULDNT SHOW ME ANY MERCY, AND TO FEEL BAD OR SAD ABOUT IT FOR NO MORE THEN A FEW SECONDS AND THEN BE REMINDED THAT EVEN THROUGH THE WORST TIMES THERES ALWAYS A REASON AND LESSON AND BEAUTIFUL MEANING BEHIND EVERYTHING EVEN IN THE UGLIEST PEOPLE OR THINGS

So again :

THANK YOU KARMA FOR TAKING CARE OF THAT AWFUL HUMAN BEING AND MAY SHE ROT BENEATH THE GROUND WITH THE WORMS FOR ALL ETERNITY FOR NO ONE TO EVER SEE OR HEAR FROM AGAIN EVEN IN THE INFINITE LIVES AFTER THIS AND MAY MY SOON TO BE EX HUSBAND BE REMINDED EVERYDAY THAT IM HIS KARMA HE WILL HAVE TO DEAL WITH AND HASNT EVEN SEEN ME DO MY WORST

Amen

Blessed be

Thank you GODESS NYX

Hekate

The gods

And the universe

Always having my back

And showing me there’s

Always light in a world full

Of darkness

🤍

LADIES & GENTLEMAN,HE/SHE/THEM AND ALL BEAUTIFUL PRONOUNS A-LIKE LISTEN UP :

KARMA IS REAL

KARMA IS JUST

KARMA IS BEAUTIFULLY FORGIVING AND EQUALLY UNFORGIVING

KARMA WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU AND EVERYTHING OR ANYTHING IN YOUR WORLD

IF YOUR KARMA IS GOOD, EVEN IF YOUVE MADE MISTAKES , WITH BALANCE AND PUTTING GOOD ENERGY AND LOVE BACK INTO YOUR LIFE

KARMA WILL TAKE OUT THE TRASH AND ALWAYS HAVE YOUR BACK.

i know this now forever and always more than anything

All I had to do was believe in my higher power/dietys & gods and put it all in their hands and let karma and the universe do the rest without even waving my powerful little pinky 🤙🏻

I’d tell you to ask my enemies

BUUUUUUTTTTTTTTT…….

😎💀👻💀😵👻👹restinpiss💀😈👹😵 🪦🪦🪦 🔥

What and who was I talking about Again? Oh ya that’s right! See? Out of sight out of mind forever dealing with karma somewhere terrible and ugly and unforgiving serving out their karma for infinity ♾️

Amen

[basil-does-arttt]

hold on wait a second i had a thought

in the DLC prolouge cutscene for DMC 5, when Vergil is in that stone passageway area, he says "its nearly time" (in reference to him splitting himself in half).

We know what day it happens, april 30th. The date is shown in Nero's flashback scene. This is of course assuming Vergil did all that on the same day, which i think is what happened. (He could open a portal to his house to travel, and why would he wait any longer and risk dying first?)

Anyway. Thats not my point, my point is: did he choose to do it on this day on purpose? Is this date special?

Im overanalyzing here so this may be a stretch, but: Could that be the day Eva died? Think about it. Him splitting himself was a "rebirth" of sorts: discarding his humanity to become a full demon in search of ultimate power.

Vergil being stabbed by those demons the day Eva died could also be counted as a kind of rebirthing for him: In the span of a few hours, he lost everything. His family, his life. And maybe even, his full humanity, as he gained his DT form in that moment too (shown by him having the same triggered-style eyes Dante uses when threatening V toward the start, also (half)triggered.) No longer was he a mere human boy, but now half a devil - the things that killed his family - too.

Knowing Vergil, it could make sense. In DMC 3 he's quite proper and a bit sentimental, much more so than Dante and i can see him caring more for these kinds of niche details in his life a lot more than Dante too. I also think he may have still been in that mindset when coming out of the Nelo Angelo body (however that happened), in a way that he hasnt really grown or matured while he was Nelo Angelo due to all the mind-fuckery performed thanks to Mundus.

(Could also be clarification for the reason Vergil still looks so young, quote "because of how much time he's spent in the underworld compared to Dante". He didnt live there, certainly not by choice. But he was captured and tortured by Mundus for 10 years. My thoughts is that he's technically still in his teenage body, as becoming Nelo Angelo and being in the underworld for so long thanks to Mundus halted (or at least very significantly slowed) the aging process. Time could move slower in hell but thats a rant for another time, ive gone off track.)

As such, him choosing such a special (traumatic) date to essential commit suicide on doesnt seem like much of a reach to me. Vergil has always been methodic. He doesn't do things hap-hazardly and never has, even as Nelo Angelo when he invites Dante outside to set up a proper fight rather than just taking the opportunity and attacking in the bedroom.

Of course you can argue it was coincidence, and he just stumbled across Nero by chance and decided to do it right then and there. He had to have found Nero first of all, figured out his plan of attack (probably so he wouldnt draw unwanted attention and possibly be stopped), then actually put it into motion. He couldnt exactly control the date Nero happened to be in the right place at the right time and gave him an opening. Im not trying to convince or anything, just sharing ideas, But wouldn't it just be so in character for april 30th to be a special date for him??

Overall i at least think the reason he chose to do it at the house was intentional for reasons stated above. If it wasnt, then why didn't he just... idk, find an alleyway or something and split himself there?

Those are my thoughts. Id love to hear other people's theories and such on this too.

(EDIT: I REALIZED THE MOMENT HE SPLITS HIMSELF ALSO PROBABLY HAPPENS AT A SPECIFIC TIME AS WELL, NAMELY 6:00 PM.

It mustve taken him some time to get back to the house. Not hours, but not seconds. 15 minutes seems like a good amount of travel time for someone who can teleport using portals alongside a bit of walking. If he got there early he could've just waited too.

A specific date, april 30th, and at (likely) exactly 6:00pm. In VOV while it is black and white, i assume the attack happened late into the evening, since the sky is dark when he gets back to the house a bit later. Idk how he would've known that it was exactly 6:00 but... anyway, Mundus also seems like the type of guy to plan shit, especially an attack like he did to Eva and the twins, if that whole "eva died on april 30th" thing was true.)

[biohazardousbunnywrites]

fuck it im having omegaverse brain rot again rn

Finally

alpha!bayojeanne x gn!omega!reader

They never thought it would happen, yet there you stand your sweet sent engulfing their senses.

Summary: Bayonetta and Jeanne have been searching for their omega for years. Learning they were fated mates caused quite a stir in covenant hundreds of years ago which started the search but as time passed they soon gave up. Especially with the encroaching war and Bayonetta being sealed away, and Jeanne dying with her soul being sent to inferno. Finding the one who would complete them became a distant memory, a goal lost in time, at least to Jeanne, Bayonetta wants to try again, after feeling a certain yearning for the past few months suddenly.

warnings: omegaverse, nsfw thoughts but no smut....yet, heats and ruts mentioned.

It was a warm spring day and Bayonetta and her mate Jeanne were traversing the city from store to store as they did on their days off.

They passed by and alpha/omega pair and a twinge of jealousy was felt through them. Though they had given up the search for their fated omega years ago it still hurt knowing they'd never get to help with a drop or during a heat. sure they help eachother with their ruts but it left something to be desired from time to time.

Of course Bayonetta knew why Jeanne was so hesitant and she didnt want to push her into it. After getting her memory back and breaking Jeanne's mind control she wanted to only focus on the other alpha for awhile. Hearing the loneliness her Jeanne felt broke her, and after nearly losing her to inferno she only wanted to focus on Jeanne but its been years and the desire for your fated ones never goes away until you are complete. No matter how much you stamp it down.

The moment passed as quickly as it came and they resumed their walk going to another store. "you know Jeanne, i think sometimes we should restart the search for our omega" Bayonetta said examining herself in the mirror as she tries on an extravagant hat. Jeanne turns from her place looking over the scarfs to look at her mate "oh dont be so ridiculous Ceraza, we'll never find them. How do we know they're even alive?" she brought up a good point. Bayonetta considered it. "You're right but I think it wouldnt hurt to try." she also had a good point. They dropped the subject for now, deciding instead to talk about the items, before going back to their shared appartment.

"you get so sentimental when your rut gets closer" Jeanne said as Bayonetta placed a warm kiss on her mating mark that sat proudly on Jeannes neck, Just below her ear. Bayonetta hummed in response "You're right, but still it would be nice to have an omega to protect, to fuck, to love" she said moving to straddle Jeanne who looked up at her black hair lover. They had been discussing the proposition over and over again since it was brought up in the store. "Let me think more about it, but you are right" Jeanne asked. she spent so long alone while Bayonetta was sealed away that she tried to find their third in the mean time but kept coming up empty. It was soul crushing for her during that time and she didnt want to go through that again. It might be easier now with her Ceraza by her side. Not as disappointing because now she would have someone to hold still during the nights when the world seemed colder and darker than before.

"Think about it as long as you want, my love, but i hope to do consider it, Ive felt a yearning for a few months now and i know you have as well, it just feels different now, like they're close" Bayonetta says, she was right about Jeanne feeling a yearning.

Jeanne looked up at her and sighed "I do feel it" it felt like she was going burst. she's hasnt felt this since before her and Ceraza were mated. she knew it meant they were close but she didnt want to be disappointed again. her own fear was standing in her way. especially since that feeling came and went.

They decided to get ready for the day as Jeanne started to get quiet and Bayonetta didnt want to push, they had talked about this topic many times but this time it was different. she understood Jeanne's hesitation despite the feeling of their mate being close. with that feeling coming and going over the past few months was concerning, it meant their mate was moving around and what if one day they never came back. Thats why she wants to find them.

Bayonetta went to the gates of hell to meet with Rodin about a job he had for her. Jeanne left to go to her day job at a school, as they both decided to meet for Dinner at a newish restaurant in town they hadnt tried yet.

After finishing beating up angels at another mobsters funeral she was meant to oversee she freshened up at home before going to the restaurant where Jeanne was waiting for her outside.

Upon entering the restaurant they were hit with a delicious fruity sweet sent. Definitely omega. All omegas smelt sweet. This one however smelt sweeter. They looked at eachother in disbelief, they were close. they're omega was either here or frequented the place.

They were lead to a table by a waitress, not their mate but a very cute omega regardless.

they looked over the menus but couldnt focus as the scent of gummy candy invaded their nostrils. they stumbled through their drink orders finding it incredibly hard to focus.

Abandoning the menus they looked around the place not seeing anyone looking as effected as them. if they could smell their omega their omega could smell them, Bayonetta's chocolate scent and Jeanne cinnamon scent but no one else was looking around.

some time passed as the pair grew increasingly frustrated with the fact they couldnt see their mate. they managed to order but neither ate anything. they were going to leave and come back thinking they frequented this place often but wasnt there at the moment, when an omega slammed through the kitchen door causing a loud bang. they were quite cute. they had s/c and h/l and h/c. their eyes scanned the dining room. they looked frazzled like they had been stressing. An alpha followed behind them and trying to talk them back into the kitchen. they werent wearing anything a cook would were. they were wearing (preferred outfit), not very suitable for restaurant work, especially one of this setting.

The omega ignored the concerned ramblings of the alpha as their eyes landed on the pair of witches. they gave a small smile before looking quite scared? and running back into the kitchen. the entire dining room had turned when the doors slammed open. everyone started whispering about what that could've been.

Bayonetta and Jeanne looked at eachother concerned and without talking agreed on their next move. Both slipped away to the bathroom. Normally they dont care who sees them use their powers as they slip into purgatorio but usually theres a lot of commotion and destruction happening. in quiet situations like these it would raise alarm if 2 women summoned glowing portals and then disappeared.

once in purgatorio, they made their way into the kitchen where their mate was hiding. the room was bustling with cooks working and the chef moving through looking over work.

The pair of alphas made their way to back where the scent of fruity candy was the strongest. the loading dock. there the omega was sitting seemingly having a panic attack as the alpha who had been behind them was trying to calm them. the scene angered the pair, Jeanne moreso than Bayonetta who wanted to listen in so she stopped Jeanne from doing anything.

"i told you not to go out there y/n" the alpha said, "you told me you werent ready yet and that you didn't want to be with an alpha, and as your brother its my job to protect you" he continued.

the omega looked up "their smells are overwhelming, i couldn't control myself, i needed to see, they're beautiful, i dont know what to do b/n, i think im gonna drop, i want them to be here but they're gonna reject me, i just know it" they said trying to calm themself but finding it increasingly difficult.

"what do you need" b/n asked. "i need them but" "how about some juice? and im sure they wont reject you, take a drink, calm down and then you'll go introduce yourself, im sure theyre still out there trying to figure out whats wrong ok?" the omega nodded starting to calm.

"they're scared of us" said Bayonetta looking to Jeanne. Jeanne looked statue still gazing at their mate. she wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch them.

In hundreds of years, They never thought it would happen, yet there you stand your sweet sent engulfing their senses.

Just as they were going to turn back and go into the restaurant to wait for you to come to them, the heavens started to sing as those winged pests Affinity approached.

the alphas made an annoyed sound as they summoned weapons.

Before either of the witches could react one of the morons swooped in and grabbed their omega from where they sat. which effectively managed to scare the poor thing enough they pass out.

The pair wasted no time jumping into action beating down the angels faster than they could ready their weapons. The 2 were fueled by the anger of these pests thinking they could put their hands on whats theirs.

eventually they got through the other angels. now focusing their attention to the one holding their omega who had yet to regain consciousness.

Jeanne rushed it while Bayonetta waited to catch their mate, having stepped out of purgatorio to do so.

They fell right into Bayonetta's arms who immediately went down to her knees so she could cuddle them close easier. Once Jeanne finished ripping apart the last Affinity she joined her mates.

The pair was in awe of the omega still cuddled close to Bayonetta's chest. Jeanne reached out hesitantly as if they would disappear if she moved to fast, and touch their cheek gently.

They started to stir, coming to. y/n opened their eyes which were unfocused at first. when having refocused they saw the two alphas looking at them warmly and concerned. they sat up out of Bayonetta's hold and looked at the two of them. "w-what are you two doing here? how did you get back here? was i in the air???" the omega rattled off question after question before the warm scent of Jeannes cinnamon and the rich chocolate of Bayonetta calmed them.

they let the alphas bring them back into their hold. "we'll tell you everything in due time, little one" bayonetta said trying stroking their hair.

soon enough the omega was calmly sleeping and they went back into purgatorio just as y/n's brother came back through the door holding a few bottles of juice, "i forgot to what juice you wanted, then dad wanted to talk to me sorry it took so long-" he stopped looking at the sleeping form of his sibling.

The pair of alphas made their way back to a place they could quietly come out of purgatorio.

Before long their omega left the kitchen calmly and came over properly introducing themself. the three mates had a lovely conversation, the only mention of the back was when the omega said they had a dream about them as they came out of their drop. the two apologized for not being there as the omega assured them it was ok and they're the one who ran away.

Eventually the three parted ways with phone numbers exchanged. they talked through the night on the phone, lets be for real. as their omega wanted to take things slow. the two witches didnt show their disappointment but they waited hundreds of years, they could wait a few months, plus its not like they dont know who their mate is anymore.

finally.

gonna do a part 2, thats gonna be mostly smut. i would've done it in this part but i couldn't get a good flow to do that. gonna do some headcanons also of all the characters just bc why not. even if i dont write for those characters. hope you enjoyed and that it wasnt awful, im very rusty when it comes to writing stories and i also have never been good at writing stories i feel like.

[umbreoncomplex]

i think a lot of my problem with dual destinies can be exemplified by trucys kidnapping. the entire situation just felt so hollow. i understand trucy playing it off, acting as if she was unaffected, because of course she would. of course trucy would pretend everythings okay, following the troupe gramarye creed and smiling throughout it all. but i feel like absolutely no gravitas is given to the situation. phoenix pretty much acts like nothing happened aside from a few lines about it. but otherwise, he acts his usual self (or at least, usual for dual destinies. that's another conversation). its an entire mess of what i believe is the writers wanting to take elements of ace attorney that people liked/removing elements they disliked without understanding why. mayas kidnapping was such a good plot point for multiple reasons. one is how much they built maya up as a character. we get 2 entire games with her to get to know her and care for her. and while trucy is absolutely a prominent character in aa4, she is entirely sidelined in aa5. she hardly feels like a character. it feels like some of the one of witnesses get more screentime than her. and so thats already one point against trucys kidnapping, as the players emotion connection to her hasnt been fostered properly. second lies in nick as i mentioned earlier. he is trucys FATHER for crying out loud. maya was like a sister to him, but that was for what? 2 years? he raised trucy for eight years. and im not saying this to understate maya and nicks relationship. im using this to outline how fucking bad they fumbled it with trucy and nick. farewell my turnabout felt tense because both the player and the pov character had a bond with maya. we see how nick grows irritable and desperate throughout the case, fretting over maya. trucys kidnapping would not change if they replaced her with a brand new background character. really, the hostage situation feels like it ends up as a joke in the end. its an afterthought at the end of the trial accompanied by dialogue about how trucys always bringing smiles. like honestly what was even the point? its all just shallow. i wanted to be emotionally invested in trucys kidnapping. i wanted to worry over her. but like... it was just nothingburger. both the characters and the narrative acted like nothing was wrong and at some point it gets hard to stay invested in something the story cares nothing about