#he is so vv precious to me

[buttercup-ow]

I am rolling blackwatch Genji around in my head vv tenderly

[blizzardfluffykpop]

Frosty

Summary: Jeonghan ‘sneaks’ away from group activities to spend the day with you.

Oneshot 

Fluff, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 1,293

Jeonghan X Reader

Requested: I feel like I *should* be requesting for Pentagon bc who else is gonna request for our beloved nugus but like —--- building a snowman with hannie 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

Prompt: 2. Building a snowman together 

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You look out your back window, watching the snow come down making the blankets of snow higher. You sip from your coffee and feel at peace. You look over at your calendar to see if you have anything planned. When you hear a knock at your door, finding nothing marked for today, you make your way over to it. You peek through the glass to see your boyfriend, Jeonghan, shivering and waiting on the other side. You quickly open the door, ushering him in, “I didn’t expect to see you today!” He shrugs but gives you a small smile as he says, “I was in the neighborhood.” You squint, “But you live a city away?” He nods, “The boys and I are filming a Christmas video at the abandoned building on the corner of Millerd.” You smile, “So, you snuck away to see me?” He smiles yet shakes his head, “It’s not sneaking away if everyone knows where you’re going.” You laugh, “They caught you?” He pouts, “Yeah…” You shake your head at him and ask, “You want some hot coffee?” He nods, “I’d like that.” You put some water on, “Instant, good?” He nods, “Do you still have my creamer?” You smile, “I always buy it.” 

While you wait for it to boil, you sit at your dining room table. And Jeonghan, out of his winter gear, sits across from you. You sigh, “I wish we weren’t so busy this time of year.” He hums, “Me too. But at least we're together right now.” You agree and hear the water boil. You get up, put three scoops of instant coffee into his cup, and pour the water over it. You stir it before putting the cream in and hand him his cup before sitting back down. He hums as he sips it, “You always make it just how I like it.” You shrug, “It's only two scoops.” He shakes his head, “It means more than that.” You give him a small smile as his hand finds yours. You relax back into your chair, holding Jeonghan's hand while you look out the window. Feeling at peace as you sip away your coffee. He clears his throat, “Why don’t we make the most of the time we have today?” You look over at him, “Like how?” He cheekily smiles, “I have a few ideas, but why don’t we build a snowman together?” You smile as you shake your head before drinking another sip of coffee. Putting down your mug and squeezing his hand, “I’d like that.” 

When the two of you finish your warm coffee, you get bundled up in your winter gear. You look over at Jeonghan, and he comes over and tucks your scarf into your coat. You blush but reach up and tie the strings of his hat underneath his chin. He gives you a small smile, and after you pull on your gloves, you both walk outside into the freezing cold weather. You look at each other as you both shiver, which causes you two to burst out laughing. 

You quickly make your way to the middle of your front yard. You look at him and go, “It’s cold. We better do this quickly.” He agrees, and you move snow together to pile up at the bottom. As you push in another bundle of snow, he asks, “How big should we make him?” You circle to the front, seeing that you both made a rather large base and go, “He’s looking pretty good right now. What do you say?” He nods, “Like we should roll up the middle and head.” You agree, and while he works on the middle ball, you work on making the perfect round head. Satisfied with the size, you get up to see him finishing up the middle, “Want to help me lift it?” You nod and come over, and together, you roll it closer before placing it on the base. You both back up and tell him, “Woah, it’s going to be tall.” He agrees, and you both move over to the head. You both pick it up, place it on top, and position it to sit perfectly before looking over it. You high-five as you move around to sculpt it and make it look pretty. 

Once that’s finished, you pull out a bag you both prepared filled with items to give the snowman ‘life.’ You hand him half and work on the eyes. You stick the carrot nose in and look down to see the brilliant coal smile he gave him. He goes, “He’ll need arms.” You nod and look around your yard for any leftover branches from fall. You find a branch with three prongs at the end, the perfect hand. You stick yours on the right side, and he sticks his two-pronged branch into the left. “We did it!” You both high-five before pulling back to look at it, “It’s missing something…” It takes you both a minute before you realize, “Oh! He needs a hat!” You pull off your hat, and he gasps, “He needs a scarf!” He wraps his scarf around the snowman's sculpted neck, and it finally looks complete. 

You smile as you both back away, and he pulls you into his side. You lean your head against his shoulder. Taking in his warmth, you snuggle closer in. He kisses the top of your head as you admire the snowman you made together. He asks, “So, what should we name him?” You say the first thing that comes to mind, “Oatmeal.” He blinks at you before asking, “Oatmeal?” The two of you giggle, and he says, “Frosty?” You smile, “Frosty is a nice name.” You take a few photos of Frosty and a few of you both besides Frosty. You look over the pictures he took as he looks over yours. When you hand each other back your phones, you tell him, “We did a nice job!” He agrees, “We did!” 

He looks at you and then at the front door, “Let’s get back in! It’s cold!” You smirk, “Race ya!” You both rush inside, yelling the whole way to the door, having taken the cold for too long and wanting to win. He wins by a millisecond and opens the door for you both. With the door finally closed, you both giggle as you take your winter gear back off. He asks, “Tea this time?” And you agree as you both head to the bathroom. He turns the faucet on to cold water. And you both put your stinging fingers under the water, slowly bringing them back to room temperature.

When your hands are finally warm and dry, you ask, “How much longer can you stay?” He looks at his phone, scrunches his nose, and says, “Let me make a call?” You nod and lean against the bathroom door frame as he sits on the counter. He laughs as soon as the other person answers. When he says, “Yeah, hyung, can I?” You realize he’s talking to Seungcheol. He hums to whatever he said before saying, “Yeah, yeah. I know. But I’ll film my parts tomorrow.” He grumbles on the other end, and you laugh to yourself. And Jeonghan winks at you as he says, “Yeah, my cutie wants me to stay longer.” You blush yet continue to listen and hear Seungcheol go, “Okay-” Before he can say another word, Jeonghan goes, “Great, thanks, now, if you don’t mind, the two of us have lots to catch up on. See you tomorrow!” With that, he hangs up and hops off the counter before wrapping his arms around you. “I have the rest of my day with you.” You smile into his chest as you tell him, “I’m glad.”

[gojoest]

MARKED MINE — gojo satoru

MDNI, f! reader, established relationship, alcohol (you’re both little bit drunk but there’s consent), pet names (baby, pretty, love), unprotected sex, clothed sex (reader wears a dress), creampie, spit play, piss play (unforeseen), he marks you like a dog (pees in u....), vv brief mention of implied period sex/oral in the past, lmk if i missed anything, 1.7k+ words of pure p*rn without plot

it was special and intimate. satoru laughed the first time it happened.

you came back home from a night out, both of you a little bit under the influence of alcohol. you barely unlocked the door — being precise with your movements while drunk was tricky, especially when you had to insert a key into the lock, and even more when your boyfriend was a bit of a dickhead and made sure to mock you as much as he could while you were trying to unlock the door — snorting at how you couldn’t find the hole, that it was his job to poke inside and not yours, that he could find it with his eyes closed because you trained him so good — all while feeling you up from behind with his hard-on pushing out the crotch of his slacks, rubbing between your ass cheeks.

after a few minutes of struggling, you finally managed to unlock, and the second you stepped in and closed the door — you were pinned against it, his hands slipping under your dress only to grab your ass and lift you over his groin as you gripped on his shoulders for support. you could feel his hardness against your clothed cunt, already sensing that his big balls had a nice load for you in there.

“you are so pretty”, satoru whispered as his lips brushed against yours. “ how do you know — the lights are off”, you breathed into his mouth, putting one hand at the back of his neck, your nails giving a little scratch on his undercut, the sensation making him hiss.

“you know”, he pushed his hips slightly forward, his tip pressing against your clothed cunt, “i don’t have to look — i can smell you already. you always smell so beautiful”

your pussy was already wet and prepared. and he knew that, you were leaking copious amounts through your panties on his clothed crotch. he could feel it, smell it in the air.

“say.. can i fuck you, baby?”, satoru asked, one of his hands loosened the grip on your ass before letting go completely. his arm muscles bulged even more against your palm as he held your entire weight with a single hand while the other worked on unbuckling his pants to take his throbbing cock out. “look”, he gave it a few slow pumps, “can you see how bad i want you right now?”

“dickhead.. i can’t see anything”, you spoke, trying not to moan from the musky scent hitting your nostrils, “but i can smell you, too”

“so, what do you say — do you want this dick head?”

“mhm”, you only hummed, your mind too clouded to form a coherent comeback, and it wasn’t the alcohol to blame.

“hold tight then”, the hand he was touching himself with earlier went back to gripping your ass again. you wrapped your legs around his waist and he carried you to the bedroom.

he threw you on the bed and hovered his huge frame over yours. you both were still with your clothes on — neither of you wanting to waste precious time undressing, only getting rid of what was in the way — he lifted your dress up and pulled your panties to the side while you helped him push his slacks down below his ass.

satoru leaned in closer, his tip swirling around your entrance, “fuck”, he hissed at the sensation, “can’t wait to be in you”

one of his hands came to your jaw as his mouth covered yours, pulling and sucking on your tongue, trying to reach down your throat. it felt like he was devouring you. when he pulled back to take a breath, trails of saliva dripped from his mouth and onto your chin. he wiped it with his thumb, then slid it into your mouth, smearing his liquid on the tip of your tongue.

“open big for me, love”, he said in a low voice. you complied without a second thought, your body acted on its own — not only did you open your mouth but also spread your legs wider, inviting him in both up and down.

your eyes were already adapted to the darkness, the moonlight creeping in from the window helped you see his face better. you could distinguish the spit building in the corners of his mouth and, shortly after, a huge glob of drool rolled from his lips into your open mouth, sliding over your teeth and coating your tongue. you didn’t swallow it immediately but held it in the back of your throat, feeling it slide around, tasting it. it almost felt like your mouth was your pussy and his spit was his precum, sliming up inside you.

“swallow it, baby”, he whispered, eyes fixated on your neck, anticipating to witness his spit go down your throat. but you didn’t, not yet at least. instead, you placed your hands on his ass cheeks and pushed him against your cunt — a way of saying “i’ll only listen if you put it in”.

“fuck”, he hissed, his body shuddered slightly. he almost just came but managed to hold it back, he wanted to fuck you good, just how you wanted. but it messed with him when you were being needy, which almost always made it harder for him to last long.

“your wish is my command, baby”, satoru used one hand to line up his cock with your entrance, rubbing the head across your pussy lips, parting them and pressing against your opening. it was only then that you finally swallowed his spit and opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out for proof.

your actions made him groan and he entered you in one hard and unapologetic thrust, heavily ramming his entire cock inside you in one go, forcing you to stretch and open unexpectedly. he pushed so hard it pressed your body harder into the mattres, almost driving the air out of your lungs.

“shit”, you cried out, your mouth remained open as you tried to adjust yourself to his size that forced itself all the way in with eagerness never seen before.

“sorry, pretty”, satoru let out a low groan, his hand wiping the sweat off your forehead, “but it’s your fault, you make a mad man out of me”, he chuckled breathily as he started darting in and out of you, slowly increasing the intensity of his pounding, pulling only about half of his cock out and then burying all of it back in, bolting pleasure all through your system. as his lower body collided with yours, he leaned in to meet your mouth in a passionate kiss, leaving you breathless and filling the room with muffled pants.

your hands went to his well-toned ass, kneading a little and pushing him in time with his penetration all while your body met his every thrust, which made satoru whimper into the kiss. fine little shivers worked their way up and down his skin.

“i really… just… can’t… with you…”, he dragged out each word.

he was going harder now, delving in your depths, parting the swollen walls of your cunt as his cock fervently throbbed in and out of you. you weren’t sure if it was your own pulse throbbing in your vagina or the blue veins covering his cock pulsing inside you. either way it made you clench and suck him harder into your hole.

“satoru..”, you moaned, “you always feel so good”.

“damn, baby, so do you”, he moaned back, “your pussy is a perfect fit for my cock, no matter how many times i fuck you — it’s always magic”, he muttered before burying his head in the hollow space between your neck and shoulder.

his strokes grew more desperate, shorter and faster with each thrust now — it meant he was really close. but so were you.

his mushroom head continuously rammed into your sweet spot, causing a slight but delicious pain at the back of your pussy, and soon, your body started shuddering, hips bucking frantically against him as you came on his cock, moaning the pleasure out of your lungs — which was the last push he needed. it only took him one last thrust to reach his high — he groaned loudly as his cock pulsed and shivered inside you, splashing his hot creamy seed deep into your willing pussy.

“i love you... i love you…”, he repeatedly mumbled, face still buried in the crook of you neck.

but the movements of his hips didn’t stop. he was still pushing his cock inside you, squeezing the last drops of his cum, and even after he was dry and finished — he didn’t cease. the intense sensation subsided but he didn’t go entirely soft. his tip felt extremely sensitive, it both hurt and tickled him a little at the same time as he kept pressing gently into your cunt.

“it feels funny”, he sighed, slurring his words, “it’s like i’m about to pee”, he chuckled in disbelief.

“well”, you whispered into his ear, “let’s see how it goes”

“really?”

“really.”

the thought of him peeing in you didn’t disgust neither of you. at all. as insane as it might sound — it seemed like the most natural thing in the world. you were his and he was yours. you had already shared many things before — the good, the bad, laughter, pain, cum, spit, your period blood on his lips and cock — everything. so, sharing this too somehow made sense to both of you.

after your verbal consent, satoru picked up his rhythm, almost invoking it by force. his moans got louder, way louder than usual. you had never heard him pant like this before — it was new and it made your walls tighten around his now overly delicate dick, involuntarily sucking and holding him in.

droplets of sweat covered his body, he was unable to control his movements at this point — his body started shuddering when it started to release — a solid spray of his piss hit the inside of your cunt, flowing down deeper, fusing with his seed from earlier. your pussy was already spent but the sensation of his hot stream inside made you erupt into yet another orgasm.

“shit”, you both growled in unison, and soon after — he laughed heartily into the crook of your neck.

he laughed. he outright started grinning and giggling uncontrollably. from pure joy and ecstasy. he felt closer than ever to you now — after marking you like a dog marking his territory, he felt like he truly owned you.

“bad boy”, you sighed, as if you were scolding a puppy, “you made a mess”

“no”, he smugly replied, “i marked you mine, gave you my all — my spit, my cum, my piss — they’re all inside you now”

[ilycosy]

❝ DO YOU MIND ? ❞ | LUKE CASTELLAN

pairing : luke castellan x child of calliope!reader

summary — being the child of the mother of all muses, you're used to affections. boys and girls flock to you like you're a sweet, lovely thing, but they soon drop it when they realize that you're nothing like a muse. what happens if the camps precious, golden boy starts talking to you?

warnings : reader is a little toxic under their politeness, reader is also described to be feminine but there's no specific prns! luke is also kind of obsessive? he wants reader so bad.. not proofread (that's for babies /j)

aﾉn — i haven't written in a long time so bare with me, nor have i written for the pjo fandom ever (though ive been in it for a while..) this is also vv self indulgent (daughter of calliope here <3) so sorry if this isn't relatable ♡ lowercase intentional :)

being the child of the mother of muses has always been annoying— you've never had a break to just be. whether it be people chasing after you, or people who envy the attention you attract. there was always something, which you resented extremely.

if people were asked about you, they'd have only good things to say. you're beautiful, lovely, polite; but not a muse. it sometimes got annoying that it mattered so much to people, having others constantly talk about how you were never romantic.

you seemed to be uncomfortable with it at the very least, very few felt the resentment you held for love. those few could never confirm it though, having you reassure them that you're just a private person. ("there's no need for grand things, dear. i love you without such things." you'd say, through gritted teeth.) which is what might have drew luke castellan to you.

he saw through the politeness, observing you almost ever since you got claimed. he can picture when you got claimed, your embarrassed smile when an apollo girl had written a song for you. publicly performing it, you had lit up; literally. you were fifteen then— nothings changed in these past years.

luke can't remember all the times you've been confessed to, having songs, poems, even paintings done of you for your affection. but he can remember all the times he watched your facade crack; the way your smile stretched too wide to be real, your eyes dimming when you realized it was just another confession, or how you seemed to never interact with aphrodite boys anymore.

he finds it amusing mostly, how could such a pretty thing resent something people would kill for? either way, he finds himself being drawn in like you're a siren. the way your eyes darken at the mention of your mother, how you reapply gloss whenever you're nervous— he could go on really.

"are you going to eat that?" he finds himself asking you before he can stop himself, pointing at the yogurt bowl right next to your plate. he has half a mind to make sure he doesn't clam up when you look up at him, fluttering your lashes.

you gently push the bowl towards him, continuing on your morning like the best swordsman in the camp isn't talking to you. he pauses for a moment, licking his lips as he thinks of a reason to prolong this conversation.

fate seems to be on his side though— his brother, chris, being to busy talking to clarisse to even glance his way. he sits down, looking across from you as he eats the yogurt. he almost forgets that staring is rude.

"do you mind?" you ask, raising an eyebrow at him as you take a bite out of your crossiant. somewhat annoyed by the curly haired boy, your leg bounces steadily. "do i mind what?" he asks, like he's stupid— for some reason, you can't help but let your annoyance take over.

"why are you here," you start, pointing at the empty table. void of friends, you always sit alone until somebody claims they're in love with you. "you usually sit with your brothers and annabeth."

he shrugs at your questioning, not being able to find it in himself to hold back a teasing remark. "you know where i usually sit?" he asks with a small small, but the glint in his eyes show a certain smugness that gets under your skin.

you smile back at him, stretched too far and there's a bite in your voice hidden under honeyed words. "bye castellan," you croon sweetly. "hope you find your way back to your seat!" is all you give him, a morsel of fake attention that sends him reeling.

the next day, you wake up a bit later than normal. rising from your bunk around nine means you've missed breakfast, a deep feeling of anger surges through your core in a flash before you stretch and get dressed for the day.

when you leave the hermes cabin, you're stopped by a familiar figure. tall, brown hair, and a stupid smug grin. "hey angel," luke almost sings with how pleased he sounds with himself. "i have a presant!"

he reveals a crossiant and cold coffee, the faint warmth of the once fresh crossiant eases the deep feeling in your core even more though the coffee makes you want to vomit. "i don't like coffee." you state, taking a bite of the baked good. "but thank you, castellan."

he barely has time to respond with a you're welcome or an im sorry before you're smiling, too wide for his liking, and walking away. he debates following you, trying to talk to you like he's desperate for a friend. but he decides against it, wondering how to keep a conversation going with somebody that hates being sought after.

a week passes of the same routine— luke catching you at odd moments during the day, offering you little things to keep you around for a moment longer. you find it annoying, but keep a pleasant attitude anyways, it certainly helps that he's not bad to look at.

a small rumor spreads through camp, luke castellan having a crush. it barely takes the day for people to speculate that it's you.

it almost disappoints you, not having expected the camps favorite to fall so easily— doesn't he have any other girls? you debate on telling him that you're not open for relationships right now, having been in so many already, you could very easily blame any one of your exes.

but you don't have the chance to reject him the next time you see him because he's talking already, smiling at you like you'd fall so easily. "do you wanna help plan an activity with me?" he asks, offering you a delicious smelling tea.

"why would you want me to do that?" you question him, almost allowing yourself to have a genuine lazy smile but you just force a docile confused tilt. you sip on the tea, the once tart raspberries are now sweet in the tea mixing with a hibiscus flavor.

you're too busy drinking to notice him begin talking, he's mid laugh when you tune in. "— maybe you could help with setting up the theater?" he suggests, you pretend like you know how you got into a full conversation with him by subtly trying to exit it.

"why not have the apollo counselor help?" you say sweetly, setting the tea down and turning your full attention onto him. he feels sick to his stomach at how you look at him, soft features with a sugared tone. your eyes look at him like he's below you, like he's a nuisance, and for some reason that might be his favorite part.

he searches your face for a moment, glancing at your cold eyes before he chuckles. "maybe i want to spend time with you," he smiles like a cat, curling on his face with a pride that shouldn't make you as heated as it does. "i think you want to spend time with me too, yeah?"

you almost roll your eyes at his suggestion, but unable to squeeze out of this one without being mean, you agree to help him.

it only takes a couple weeks to fix up the theater due to the lack of counselors wanting to help, so it's safe for the younger kids to have a play— after that, it's back to the apollo children to plan. you sit back on the stage floor, sipping on a water bottle as you bask in the cold dusk breeze. "do you mind?"

a voice speaks from behind you, rasping slightly. you don't even have to look to know who it is, "no, castellan." you say, because you can't think of a reason for why you would mind.

luke sits himself down next to you, his knee brushing yours as he looks down at your water with a stare that could only be described at halfway pathetic and endearing. "here," you say, handing him the bottle. "i don't need you to die of dehydration on me."

he takes it gratefully, drinking it almost empty in three big gulps that make you roll your eyes with a small scoff. "did you just scoff?" he questions, an odd excitement in his voice.

you quickly try to deny it, hands coming up to animate how you didn't scoff or anything of the sort. but he already has a grin like he's drunk of the noise, "you definitely scoffed! that was so funny," he says with a loud laugh that makes you shush him, afraid of other campers hearing.

"i don't know why you hide that." he mumbles on your hand, fighting the temptation to lick it so you release him. those thoughts subside when your pretty eyes look up at him in confusion, "your annoyance." he clarifies.

"im not annoyed," you say, a bit defensively as you pull your hand away from him. "bit rude of you to say that, castellan."

he rolls his eyes in response, one of his arms coming behind you to rest on the stage. you can feel the ghost of it barely grazing you, "you're definitely annoyed," he says matter-of-factly. "you're almost always annoyed, or angry."

you fight back a scoff, but then give up. rolling your eyes you turn to him, searching his face for how he noticed, why he's doing this— but you come up with nothing. "why do you care?" you almost snap at him, drumming your fingers on your knee.

"i don't," he says like it's obvious. "im the same way." there's a beat after he says it, a silence that seems more comfortable than awkward like it should be. admitting his anger to you felt like a breath of fresh air, because he knew you'd understand him.

you bite your bottom lip, turning to face him. "that hatred," you start, almost in disbelief that you finally have the opportunity to talk about this. "it doesn't go away huh?" the question is phrased more like a statement, barely asking for confirmation.

he nods, not speaking as he watches you. there was no need for an explanation on what the hatred was, he knew as soon as you began talking. the gift from your mother was never really a gift to you, a burden of what it means to be a demigod is all it was.

you never knew what was genuine, or what was your mothers doing. but you felt a sense of ease with the hermes boy, nothing like all your previous relationships. "do you think it's bad," you mumble, almost ashamed.

"do you think it's bad that we feel this way?"

your question is softly spoken, genuinely interested in his opinion. he feels himself almost feel guilty for you, but he can't lie. "no," he wraps an arm around your waist. gently bringing you closer. "i think we might be the only ones in the right."

he says it with such confidence, a lack of guilt or unease in his voice that it makes you smile. not a sweet one, but a prideful one. one that could reflect the pride of a god, finally validation for the deep seated resentment that almost quenches that thirst for revenge.

minutes of silence pass by, the sun fully set as you lean your head on his shoulder. inhaling the pine and deep smell of his cologne, you hum. "are the rumors 'round camp true?" you ask.

he feels a small blush creep up his neck and ears, spreading across his face as he realizes that you heard about those. he never meant for his half-brothers to over hear a private conversation (said private conversation was in the bathroom, luke washing his hands while chris talked loudly about how he could get clarisse to go on a double date if he'd just ask you out already.)

"uh," he laughs awkwardly, his fingers drumming on the soft skin of your waist. "do you mind?"

you can't help the small smile that spreads across your face, "no." is all you need to say before his wet lips are on yours. hungry and desperate for your attention, which you give him without another thought.

[hiemaldesirae]

LOOL YES!! That's what you get Alastor!! Cursed cat!Alastor adores Vox and would never hurt him. Honestly it'd be hilarious if Vox does an interview that night and the entire hotel (plus Lucifer) catches it and Cursed cat!Alastor is on Vox's shoulders just purring away and happily nuzzling Vox's screen and being happily petted and Alastor is gripping his fixed staff, grinding his fangs, jealousy leaking from him.

Charlie is pleased: "Alastor, I knew you could find that cat a good home! Thank you! =D"

Everyone else is fucking shocked. They know Alastor threw that cat at the Vees for entertainment and hell raising purposes (and in Husk's case, a way to try and get Vox to come back to him. Most of Alastor's schemes involving the Vees always, always revolve about getting Vox back.)

The interview is about a new product of Voxtech, but at the end of it, they ask about Vox's new pet and Vox just puffs up, proud as can be:

Vox: "This little demon just charged into the lobby, brutally attacking my staff! 2 or 3 died, I think 4 or 5 were maimed so I of course had to keep him! Isn't that right, Venom? (Cause Vox thought he had rabies....and he foams at the mouth when he attacks...so...and the V theme.) Isn't he precious?"

*sir is fine, for future reference. but YEAH, alastor would definitely be seething with rage- like whole fucking cartoon ass face too, he's NOT having the time of his life rn. why the FUCK was vox petting that hellspawn???? that should've been HIM ???????????

also venom is a perfect name for that little shit, honestly, though ill be fr i can only think of the. You know. Venom.

anyway whatever here's another writing snip. (vv short because i have morning classes tmw and im going to freak if im late again) you guys are greedy asf but whatever ill provide like any good father would

"Oh, dear... and he *kept* it, is that right?" Rosie gasps as she watches Alastor grip his hair tightly, head cradled in his hands. She giggles as she continues teasing the poor demon, "My, Alastor, isn't he quite the catch? Compassionate and caring to boot, not to mention that he seems to be *quite* popular among the denizens of Hell!"

"Rosie, my dear, please. Stop talking. For the love of God, stop talking," Alastor's ears flatten more as he begs his friend, Rosie merely laughing softly in delight as she watches.

"You can hardly blame me for being curious, Alastor! I mean, you always refused to take your sweet little picture box to Cannibal Town when the two of you were still talking... why, I had to learn of your dalliance through Mimzy! And, not to devalue my beloved's qualities, of course, but she's *hardly* the greatest source of information one can find-- I married her out of love, not for her communication skills."

"That *thing* probably has rabies," Alastor spits out, looking as if he'd just swallowed a particularly bitter pill. "I don't *understand* what he sees in it!"

"Well, it does look quite like you," Rosie points out leisurely. She takes a sip out of her teacup before continuing, "Perhaps he's treating it as a substitute for you? You know, in the way that some would treat their plushs like pets, he's treating his pet as... well, you."

Alastor narrows his eyes at her. "Vox *knows* that if he wanted to talk to me, he could easily just go over and tune into our shared frequencies. He's *replacing* me with it, Rosie, I just know it!"

"Hm... well, in that case, why don't you just go and make it clear to him that you aren't replacable?" Rosie taps the edge of her cup with a knowing glint in her abyssal black eyes, holding her good friend's gaze steadily. "You've never shyed away from confrontation before, have you, Alastor? Why be hesitant now?"

Alastor licked his lips, staring down in his lap before he picked up his own teacup and downed the liquid inside like a shot.

"Thank you for hosting me today, Rosie. I think... I've reached a conclusion."

A knowing smirk crosses the Cannibal Overlord's face. "Of course you have. I expect to be formally introduced to your lovely little muse soon, you understand?"

"Yes, my fair lady," Alastor rolls his eyes with amusement. "But you had better not try and take a bite of him."

"Who, little old me? I'd never, dear!"

"You had better not," Alastor frowns. Though his tone is joking, his expression falls flat.

Elsewhere, in the Entertainment District, Vox sneezes into Venom's fur as he cradles the fluffball of red fur. The freaky kitten turns to look up at him with a questioning look, but he only ruffles Venom's ears apologetically.

"Sorry, Ven. I don't know what came over me just now- oh, look at this! Should we get you this collar, or that one...?"

[ohmyeyesmyeyes]

beef with wasps

f!singer x andrei svechnikov

warnings: mentions of anaphylactic shock/severe allergic reactions, swearing, light joking of near death (to be clear: nobody dies in this), some fluff

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ynofficial: on behalf of y/n - she is conscious, well and in great hands. she told me to spare the details on what happened, but does want you guys to know that after suffering a wasp sting earlier this afternoon, she was rushed to the ER after going into anaphylactic shock. she gave us all quite a scare and will be in overnight for observations, but doctors are positive she'll make a full recovery

S x

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gracieabrams: thinking of you and wishing you the best recovery! <3

fan1: who tf is s?

fan2: that must have been terrifying, so glad she's ok now

fan3: sending love

reneerapp: ❤️❤️

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ynofficial: they gave me so much fucking adrenalin i have a rocket up my arse rn and he's just gone to the vending machine bc im so hungry so im taking this opportunity to tell you guys that i almost died today but im ok and the reason theres no selfie is bc i look like a pickled dick rn and as charles boyle once said life is a party and im the pinata xxxxx and he did get me flowers without me even asking so im vv in love rn

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fan4: sorry you almost died?????

fan5: babe what did you think anaphylactic shock was

fan6: does the adrenalin also increase the meme usage

fan7: so she almost dies AND reveals she might be in a relationship??? my heart is breaking twice tonight

fan8: ok but the flowers???? she's got a real one there

fan9: i mean i'd like to think if you almost died your partner would get you flowers...

fan10: lmao you'd think so wouldn't you

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ynofficial: back home! i'm now on house arrest because "there aren't any wasps inside" (we have beef with their butts now). needless to say, it was scary for everyone, but as you can see, miley (the cat) is the only one unbothered. i'm currently typing this from under a human giant and i'm loving every second.

i'd also like to take the opportunity to apologise for my loopy instagram posting and let everyone who purchased tickets for the phoenix show know that they will be refunded. again, i'm incredibly sorry for any inconvenience!

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fan11: and you expect me to believe that human giant in the photo is NOT svech???

fan12: he also likes cats

fan13: and in her other post, it was signed off with 's'

fan14: girl don't apologise

fan15: is he ok?

ynofficial: bit teary but we're recovering!

fan16: NO SVECH DON'T CRY EVERYTHING IS OKAY

andrei_svechnikov37: ynofficial you almost died i'm not letting you go that easily

fan17: SVECH HELLO

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andrei_svechnikov37: the family emergency has made a full recovery! (thank fuck) i also wanted to come on here and say that i'm unbelievably proud of this girl, and hilariously in love with her

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fan18: crying happy tears this is adorable

fan19: SVECH STOP RUINING MY STANDARDS

fan20: i love how she's wearing red in the last two pictures

ynofficial: shh he hasn't caught on yet

fan21: i've only had y/n and andrei for a day (officially), but if anything happened to them, i would kill everyone in this room and then myself

fan22: am i the only one who wants to know how long they've been dating?

fan23: no!! i do too

ynofficial: you're making me blush

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fan24: y/n is so precious and idk who andrei is but i love him just for this caption

fan25: svech is definitely a cuddler

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ynofficial: i can't find the right words to express how happy and grateful i am to have you in my life, so i'm just going to settle with i love you so fucking much that sometimes i can't breathe because of it, okay?

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fan26: is andrei the inspiration behind out of my misery?

ynofficial: yes

fan27: you guys make me sick in a good way

fan28: wow you've got taste y/n

andrei_svechnikov37: saying you can't breathe is a bit too soon

ynofficial: LMAO I DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE

andrei_svechnikov37: i love the love though

fan29: y/n i can't-

fan30: how long have you guys been together?

ynofficial: one and a half years!

fan31: y/n not being overly mushy on instagram and casually announcing she's dating an nhl player is my favourite part of this year so far

[yikesmary]

i just can't forget about bets shua singing 2 minus 1 in his entire soul like he's been on divorce, failed relationship, heartbreak, and fighting for his child's custody like i badly want a fic about ittt vv bro still in love with yn tho (I've been searching for a perfect writer who may be the best on writing these kind of fics and I thought about uuuu)

CLOCKWORK — joshua hong x reader

summary: where it wasn’t supposed to be like this. but it did.

notes: anon why’d you have to make a request so enticing to write ;-;. this was so sad for me to write IM CRYING. also please give feedback?? this is the first time in awhile i’ve written angst so i might be a little rusty.

anon i’m sorry if i interpreted the request wrong but i hope i did it correctly 🤞

warnings: ANGST. there’s no comfort, only angst. everyone loses in this. mentions of your child, but he doesn’t make an appearance.

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You knew that you had to divorce Joshua the minute when you looked at him and all you felt was emptiness. Unlike the utter love and devotion you felt for him in the beginning of your relationship, you felt… nothing.

It started with the mini arguments that ended in both of you guys apologizing. Then it escalated; fights that would last for a couple of days to full on screaming matches where you’d both yell until neither of you had the energy or voice to anymore.

Looking back, neither of you were at fault. You two just happened to be not compatible with each other.

But that didn’t mean you stopped trying. Because you tried.

It just didn’t work.

And even with a child, a precious little boy named Siwoo, it seemed like nothing could work.

And you realized this in the midst of a fight with Joshua that made him leave in the middle of it and the slamming of the door awoke your son, who was around a year old at the time, who then started to cry his heart out.

So you filed for a divorce.

It’d been a year since the divorce.

The process hadn’t been easy for you, at first. When you brought up the idea of divorce, Joshua immediately shut it down and used every excuse in existence.

But he must’ve seen how much the fighting drained you, because once he saw your sad eyes which only lit up in the presence of yours and his’ son, he agreed to the divorce.

The divorce was amicable, for the most part. You guys decided that going to court to settle everything was too much, so you guys talked it out. It was probably the longest the two of you have gone without fighting each other, which was depressing when you thought back on it.

But, in the end, you and Joshua settled on everything. For now, you would have Siwoo live with you in the house you guys had purchased while married since he was so young and maybe if he was older, he’d go back and forth with living between the both of you.

You had brought up the idea of selling the house and splitting the money, but Joshua insisted that you keep it.

“It’s your dream house. I don’t want you to have to throw it away because of me,”

So, now, you lived in a house made for 4 people with only you and Siwoo living together. Joshua visits when he can and sometimes he even sleeps over to spend time with Siwoo.

Life was okay.

“Joshua, what are you doing here?”

“I didn’t know where else to go,”

It was evident he was drunk. His shirt was disheveled, his shoes in one hand while a bottle that contained who-knows-what in his other. He could barely keep his eyes open and he was swaying so hard you feared he could topple over any minute.

You ushered him in the house, concerned that your neighbors will start talking and the last thing you needed was nosy neighbors.

“Where’s Siwoo?” Joshua slurred, putting down his bottle of alcohol on a nearby table, and sitting on the couch that you decided to keep, along with everything else in the house because it was too painful to throw away, even if it caused you pain at the same time.

“He’s at my parents. He wanted to spend time with his grandparents,” you informed him.

He nodded then stayed silent.

“Look, Joshua, I don’t know what you’re doing here—“

“It wasn’t supposed to end like this.”

“What?” you asked, not understanding what he was saying.

“This. Us. We were supposed to be happy and Siwoo was supposed to have a sibling,”

“You should go—“

“I went on a date today,” he suddenly said, cutting you off.

You stiffened at the news, but didn’t say anything. It seemed like Joshua wasn’t waiting for a response because he said, “The guys said I needed to move on. The divorce was done and I was finally single. So I let Seungkwan arrange a date for me with this girl from his workplace,”

“I don’t think I should hear this—“

“I couldn’t focus on the date. Ask me why.” Joshua said, his statement not leaving room for arguments.

You sighed and asked, “Why couldn’t you focus?”

“Because she wasn’t you,” he softly said, his slightly glassy eyes looking at you.

You took a deep breath, not expecting that answer.

“Joshua, you’re drunk. Maybe you should sleep it off,” was all you said, before turning to leave.

Before you could exit the living room and go to your room, Joshua called your name.

You turned and he said, “For what it’s worth, I really am sorry,”

You turned away, not wanting to risk him seeing how you started to tear up.

“I’m sorry, too,”

And with that, you went to your room and cried yourself to sleep.

Joshua, in the living room, felt so close yet so far from you, also crying himself to sleep.

But the next day, the both of you would pretend that nothing happened.

Like clockwork.

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[ccaramel-llow]

I'VE BEEN SUMMONED! Platonic! Kinger and Ragatha with Teen!Reader who draws them (Family Drawing you know?)

Bonding with the Grandparents moment. (Totally not projecting)

Pairings; Kinger/Reader Ragatha/reader

Warnings; None!!!

Platonic 🫂 hc's !!

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Kinger ♔

, Kinger would be scared if you showed up out of nowhere and gave him a drawing.

{ "AH!!" He shouted in surprise until he realized, It was just you. "Oh!! (Name)!! It's a pleasure seeing you here... Are you stalking me?- Oh, you're trying to show me something? Cool, Let me-..." He paused for a bit before his eyes dilated.}

, He would be so grateful and so happy you did this !! <33

, He would frame it with a shiny golden outline as if it was real artwork.

, If Jax broke it, He'd hide in his pillow fort while having a mental breakdown for an hour until you made a new one, He wants caine to protect it from now on. He wouldnt talk to Jax again for a long time though. { "Oh please old man that thing you call 'Artwork' Wasn't anything like actual art." Jax said, His stupid grin still plastered on his face. "It isnt like it was spe-" "It is special!! Atleast to me!!! Get out of my sight!!" Kinger broke, Irritated from all the stuff jax has said. "And this IS artwork! It's just as beautiful as mone liso!! O-or whatever you call it, I don't specifically remember..." }

Ragatha 🧶

, Ragatha would just crouch to your height if you were short, And ask what you wanted to give her despite being in a terrible mood because of Pomni abandoning her.

{{ " Oh!!! (Name)." She said with a tone filled with false cheer. She crouched to your height as she saw the paper in your hands. Her expression softened as you held the paper out for her to grab and see. When she did, She cried as she saw what you drew, Engulfing you in a hug, Clutching onto the paper being careful not to ruin the gift she has received. "It's beautiful." }}

, She would cry from how cute it was and hug you, Now officially adopting you. As a little sister, Or as her daughter.

, She would ask caine to resize the image larger then before and then frame it with a golden outline.

, Ragatha would protect it HEAD to TOE. Beating anyone who dared to even touch your precious artwork.

[youremyheaven]

I fell in love with a ketuvian who has uttara bhadra sun+jupiter and rohini moon.. he also has 12th house placements. I can tell you he was like a perfect man for everyone, but also unnoticed. Handsome and yet away from public eye. Wise and yet indecisive at some point(?) but when he comes to a conclusion, he will follow through with his choice. I admired him so much even when he told me everything about his life. Our situationship only lasted for 3 months, and yet here I am 4 years later still wondering if whatever he felt for me was true. I’m not really asking for advise but i only wanted to share(unless hehe). I never blamed him for anything tho, he has his choices to make, there was so much burden being shouldered. If anyone of our babies here have any experience with the same placements i mentioned, i hope i could hear them too. Hi to our precious admin, if this is alright to share here thank you very much.

I hope our discord members share there experiences too if they may! ❤️

UBP Sun & Jupiter, Rohini Moon, Ketuvian with 12h placements

I think people with heavy 12h placements are kind of unforgettable. they have something to them that makes them sooo special. its a very heavy energy ngl, you can always tell that these people are going thru tough stuff but their 'darkness' or suffering makes them more alluring somehow? 12h or pisces rashi is commonly found in the charts of manyyy iconic celebs and sex symbols. the darkness and mystique makes them vv intriguing despite them being so elusive. they're so hard to reach and penetrate energetically but this is exactly why people go crazy for them. the less they try, the more they magnetize others.

Your guy has pisces rashi AND 12h placements, no wonder you feel this way

but that said, you said you doubt whether "whatever he felt for me was true" and i think that's very Moon + Ketu,, Ketuvians are so detached that one often wonders whether they care about u at all. Moon's nature is ever shifting, one day its waxing, next day its waning, this means Moon dominant individuals are very moody and change their mind about things frequently. if you ask them about xyz today they'll say one thing but ask them 2 weeks later and they'll say something entirely different. this can be vv confusing and disorienting for others. Moon is also linked to manipulation but since idk this person, I can't say he was like that.

but all in all, i think our attachment to certain individuals, esp those who are no longer part of our life, says more about us than them?? youre capable of intense feeling and empathy, thats why he still lingers in your mind. you think of him positively for the most part, you view him in a nuanced way but focus on his light, i think you're very loving and giving as a person. but sometimes we can be too loving.

romanticizing our experiences and our lives is wonderful but sometimes it prevents us from seeing situations and people for what they actually are. try to think about it objectively, was this guy actually as amazing? think about his behaviour in different instances? did he ever say things or do things that were 'off'? our memory is very partial so we often only remember what we want to, so its possible you now dont remember any of his 'bad' qualities but i think it will give you immense peace to let go of this connection. you can wish them well and try to forget them. our minds create their own experiences, the more you think about him and try to dissect him, the more you take away from a time that is already past.

be content with the memories but let everything else goo

just my 2 cents,, i hope i dont sound like im trying to tell u what 2 do or anything (even tho thats literally how ive worded things lmao)

others with similar experiences, how did ya'll cope?

[stylesloveclub]

hiya ira bestie! i've missed u so much and i'm sorry i've been ma but i've been writing!!! i'm like actually so excited to share it bc it's nearly finished but i don't wanna get ahead of myself... we need to talk 😤. sunshine and grumpy r DELICIOUS and i've conjured up a couple thots abt them bc they're js so.

i like that grumpy has taken the roll of teacher vv seriously. he's started helping her with her other course work too, not just math, and he's sooooo sweet and helpful :(((( he gives sunshine kisses every time she gets a question right, and he never yells at her or gets upset with her when she doesn't understand :(( but... as sweet and helpful as grumpy is... he's also terribly touchy... he can't help it! not when sunshine's so pretty and soft and cute, asking for his help like she'll be lost without it, like she just needs him to take care of it for her :(( and grumpy lovesssss to take care of things for his precious lil sunspot, he js loves to take care of HER :(((( so one thing leads to another, and the hand that's supposed to be giving her thigh reassuring squeezes starts pawing at her instead. and what d'ya know? sunshine's on top of grumpy, with BOTH of his hands on her thighs, tugging her into him, desperately trying to press them as close as possible. he keeps nudging her with his perfect nose but he won't kiss, of course not. why would grumpy kiss her when every time their lips brush and he pulls back before she can slot her lips to his, he gets to see the way her brows pinch in just a bit more, her bottom lips jutting out more and more, her cute little sounds growing louder :((( and he wants to feel bad when she fists at his shirt and pulls him closer, wants to feel bad when her thighs start to squeeze around his, but he's js having too much fun!!! he only relents when her eyes start to gloss over, her expression pathetically pained, like she'll shatter if she doesn't get his kisses :((( he literally DEVOURS her from the moment their lips touch. he groans into her mouth, laves his tongue over her own, desperate to have her taste bleed into him. it's messy and noisy and filthy and everything they both love :((((( they don't stop until sunshine's too breathless to keep up, but even then, she keeps trying to nip at his lips in attempt to pull him back in, and honestly, who's grumpy to deny such a precious thing :((((

-t*mmy r*ding anon 😵‍💫

LIKE . please just write my fics for me atp . NO WAY SHE'S HIS PRECIOUS LITTLE SUNSPOT. :( I LOVE UR BRAIN . THIS IS SO YUMMY. IM SO EXCITED FOR WHAT UR WRITING LIKE i will probs be ur #1 fan . there is just a certain vibe that u have i feel like there are few writers who have the VIBE u know . like the moonchildstyles jawllines vibe . U KNOW.

[sixosix]

HIII OH MY, OH MY GOD. the first shot i read from you was sleight of hand and i was ,, hyperfixating on it .. f-for a w h i l e. AND SAW BITS OF THAWED AND AND AND- i read it. finally. at the perfect time too (bc my life said so). PLSLSLS I JUST- /inhales. i had smth scheduled for tmrw but i chose to binge read thawed til 3:00am. was it worth it? yes. you don’t have to ask. i am happy, i am very happy with that decision six omg i’m.

update: i read all ur lyney drabbles now as well too (casually admitting i’m obsessed), III LOOOVEE YOOURR LYNEYY CHARACTERIZATIONN !! >< I JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW THAT U DID A VV GOOD JOB WRITING HIM (i also wanted to let you know how much of a chokehold ur writing has over me and verbalizing my feelings is so hard bc when i think of smth (you) everything else just seamlessly falls into place as i emphasize my sentences,,,i pray they were tucked in cohesively,,, AH. i appreciate ur works sm !! ty for feeding us !!! OH AND AKAGI’S ARTS HUZZAHH. inspired me sm. . . doodling thawed mc x lyney atm .. I’ll show u when i can !! take care six mwa

U MIGHT DOODLE THAWDD MC AND LYNEY?? oh please u have to share if u actually do it. i am inhaling and exhaling heavily.

first of all thank you so much for taking the time to write this ask!!! you are so sweet 😭😭😭😭🫶 also good luck with what u have scheduled,,,, i cant believe thawed took ur precious sleep wtf. IM SO GLAD U LIKE THE SIXOSIX LYNEY!!! he is a joy to write, especially as someone who just took a risk and thought “what if i write for this guy” !!!!!! hope u have a lovely day!! u take care too <33

[cyb-organ]

masterpost of all my favourite yabusame interactions/moments because im autistic about them

spoilers for. everything.

also. none of this makes any sense my wording is HORRIFIC and my grammar is worse. english is my first language im just insane

anyways enjoy my incoherant ramblings

okay this one is obvious i think. the the the THEY were the sisters quarreling (or. whatever. gender) alice saw him and reko IN sara and kanna and he just wanted them to reconcile. so he tells them, to reconcile if only in appearance because because he wants to reconcile with reko, but. but he cant. not really. alice and kannas dynamic especially in chapter 3 is SO interesting w his "i cant vote for anyones little sister" and his augh. hes just. theyre just. hm.

more under cut ^^

this i think about all the time. in chapter 2 alice tells sara that he cant play any instruments (vv)

which is just obviously a lie. well, not really because he WAS the bands drummer and he. Cannot play the drums. but thats it!!! the band was his and rekos. Thing. when they were kids. it was their (well moreso rekos) dream (it was mainly alices dream to just. be with reko. the band thing was a side of that) and he TAUGHT her how to play the piano. that was HIM. but shes so much better than him? and he watches her improve to more than he could ever do and watches her. i guess just move past from him. their entire relationship is just full of . time moving too quickly. something something slipping through my fingers?? does that song fit here?? whatever. theyre like that "ships passing in the night" thing. except they. came from the same dock. does that metaphor work? whatever!!!!!! but alice teaching reko how to play the piano always makes me so upset because he CAN play intruments. he plays the PIANO. but he doesnt, in samurai yaiba he plays the drums. and does stage managing. two things that are. ig further to the back?? the drummer is usually at the back of the stage, he is literally staying out of rekos way. and the hanging out in the background is shown in the yaiba cg as well

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THE BONGOS oh my god. the bongos are, obviously, so much more than just an instrument. they ARE their relationship, and the progression of the bongo. Symbol? i guess? is like. a direct parallel to the progression of their relationship. alices minisode, reko MAKES THEM HERSELF and is very happy and excited to show alice, but she still thinks something is missing. and then when it rains, she thinks its SO MUCH BETTER but alice cant notice a difference, he doesnt think its anything special. reko obviously really cares about alice and SHOWS it here, despite in the future when shes all. edgy and whatever. but alice is. hm. idk i dont wanna say indifferent because he obviously does care about reko alot. but i would say he doesnt quite understand the importance of music to her? like the bongos here i would say both symbolise rekos relationship w alice AND her relationship with music. and then when they get thrown in the bin, alice tells reko that theyre probably no where (again, not quite understanding the importance here). and if he goes back to find them and fix them up, he cant. this is very obviously the Moment where they i guess drift apart. alice comesback and rekos playing the piano without him (see above piano analysis) and yeah. flashforward to yaiba days. he gives her the bongos AGAIN and she almost throws them out (like they were when they were kids). but she cant. she keeps them and treasures them ESPECIALLY after alice's arrest. as alice says, shes indifferent about them in the same way shes indifferent about alice. but shes not. not really. as she says, they are precious bongos like none other in the world (something something, "i know theres better brothers but youre the only one thats mine" brother by murder by death) she just never expressed this. she just kept them for some inexplicable reason. it was just.. a feeling. and then after alice's arrest and she changed and developed into a much more caring person she played the bongos in her new band. DRUMS. alice was the drummer. reko is still like a frontman(or whatever. gender.) but she is also a drummer. alice was the drummer and the opposite of a frontman. she is. hm. not trying to REPLACE him but yk. i am horrific at wording things bear with me here (bare? whatever. just hang on) and then flashforward AGAIN to bongo scene in chapter 2 (i love the bongo scene) where reko smashes (THROWS AWAY) the bongos (AGAIN) and this is the reko that alice knows. this is the reko that he GAVE the bongos to in the first place. and that reko is the one who is indifferent, actually. that reko is the one who HATES him. our reko, the real reko, is stronger than that. but alice doesnt know that. he barely knows the real reko because the "real reko" as we know her was. born??? created??? developed??? after alices arrest. he only knows mean harsh reko. which is why hes so ADAMENT that the fake reko was the real reko when nao (who had known her for less than a week) knew something was off immediately. i think ive gone off track. anyways. bongos are them. when reko says that her bongos are "just ordinary" but "like none other in the world" i feel like that directly mirrors alice calling himself just her deadbeat brother. HE is "just ordinary" but "like none other in the world" (SOMETHING SOMETHING. "I KNOW THERE'S BETTER BROTHERS BUT YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE THATS MINE" BROTHER. MURDER BY DEATH.) reko does care about alice, but alice didnt quite know that until it was too late. eughhhhhhhh tragedy

yttd discord server has seen this already but im bringingit back. hinako here is just everything that alice was (or was pretending to be) when he was first introduced, like when he was like "hmph... i am not going to help you worthless mortals..." or fucking whatever he was saying. she IS the like. emo edgy kind of mean villian ish (but also not really) figure that alice, or "gonbee" tried to make himself into in order to make himself into a stranger to reko. and now rekos gone and. well gonbee has been gone(bee) since chapter one(bee) (okay ill stop) and alice is. well hes alice again. and hes greiving and hes actually very close to alot of the cast now. and he sees who he tried to make himself in the form of. a Very Small girl and idk. literally i dont know how to word this. no clue what this means or implies. actually i do have a clue but i cannot bring it into words its literally right there in my brain but its on the top shelf and im not tall enough. alice is WATCHING who or what he was trying to be to distance himself from reko. and now hes physically distant from reko he is not that person anymore yk?? i feel like im repeating myself. whatever. we were ROBBED of more hinako alice interactions!!!!! they are character foils frfr. thank you

another yttd discord server moment. chapter 2, alice is watching reko sing from the doorframe. minisode he is watching her play piano (presumably) from the door frame (he had just gotten in so im assuming he was just in the door). hes always watching from a distance. from the doorframe. not actually properly entering. but just sort of hovering. something something "you were always so far away" brother by alice in chains, i am ILL!!! literally it doesnt MATTER how old they get, it doesnt MATTER how much time passes. their relationship stays the same. it stays distant. and it will continue to stay distant because they can NO LONGER BE CLOSE ANYMORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY CANT. god they are so tragic.

okay, maybe alice WASNT quite standing in the doorframe just sort of.. far away. but i think thematically the doorframe thing is very interesting and also what i picture everytime i replay these moments

stronghold banger. literally idk what i can say about this one. its. its right there. alice is next to a prodigy like reko and hes losing sight of who he is. hes not a musical guy, like he can play the piano !! he likes music!! but talent wise, especially compared to reko, hes just not quite up there. especially not up there enough to be in a band but he cares about reko so he started the band with her. he PROMISED to start a band with her. he planned out his dreams and his future based off of reko because she was the most important person in his life, shown when reko asks what his dream is and he says "well its the same as yours" or something like that. and then when he does the "you and i are different" moment, reko says "did you forget? (your promise)". to her they are the same. their dreams are the same. but they arent, not really. and this again. is the i guess breaking point? to their relationship? they were never the same, alice knows this. but he was still trying to be the same. aka: losing himself. okay i lied i did know what i can say about this one. also that is ALOT of personal interpretations i wont lie im blurring the line between headcanon and analysis here.

okay. reko as an older sister figure (not sure if this is the best screenshot example, but its the only one i had on hand). again. with the bongos, with the becoming a drummer. she is almost morphing into alice?? or not morphing. shes trying to be what alice couldnt be (due to him. being in jail) shes trying to be the older sibling, while alice changes into very very vaguely what reko was. she gets kinder after his arrest because she doesnt have that older sibling anymore so she. i guess BECOMES that older sibling. while alice in jail gets. well not MEANER, when hes trying to be gonbee hes obviously pretty mean. actually yeah based off of how he was in his minisode he does get meaner. they do a flip. they do a switchy switch. this is all very like simplified its so much more than them just becoming each other. they are adopting parts of each other's personality, intentionally or not , because yes obviously they grew up together so theyre going to have an influence on each other but also. they are growing. i guess. not together. 2 years of change without each other. and they come out on the other end as like frankenstein messes of each others personalities based off of purely their memories of each other. does this make sense?? am i making sense?? honestly im making this up as i go along.

i dont have the game screenshots for these so i stole them from the wiki. okay so genuinely i dont know what to say here its there. its right there. he idolised reko and looked up to her (despite her being younger. and also shorter) and. i will not lie to you. alot of this sounds very parasocial despite them actually being siblings. which i think is evident to how reko behaved when in samurai yaiba, like obviously she was very harsh on the band and was this sort of figurehead?? to them?? like in alices minisode stronghold and ursheen talk about her as if theyre like. fans of her. not just bandmates. dunno what to say about that shes just very. distant, yet again. the gap and distance between alice and reko is shown AGAIN and its shown through every single one of their interactions after the flashback in alices minisode. after that moment every one of their interactions is so awkward? i feel like im just repeating myself at this point. anyways.

alice puts reko up on this. perfect pedestal? to the point where he pushes her away because he doesnt want to hold her back. but like. SHE doesnt want that to happen. like yeah reko is kinda mean but their relationship being so strained is like. partly if not mostly alices doing, albeit unintentionally. while trying to make her happy by fading into the background he actually ended up making everything worse. (something something "but you knew from the start it was us didnt you, it just took me a while till i knew" mitski goodbye my danish sweetheart) (hmm atp maybe i should just share my yabusame playlist)

yet again i lied i did in fact know what to say about this

i dont even know how much of this is accurate and canon, and how much of it is my brain being abnormal. its a mess up there. but i love them, these are my analyses(analsysyses?? analysess?? fucking. those.) if these are wrong and out of character ... dont tell me because youll hurt my feelings (jokes obviously im open to different opinions) anyways have tiny them

thank you for reading if you made it this far i hope i didnt give you a headache

[viperwhispered]

👀👀oooh these character ask qs are vv interestingg, can I ask 6 and 25 for kalim?

-diodellet

(The ask game in question)

Ty for the question @diodellet! Let's see here.

6. What's something you have in common with this character?

Now, I would say me and Kalim are very different. I'm certainly not as happy go lucky as he is, for starters. However, I would say I share at least some of his optimism. I do generally want to believe in the good in people, and I'm reasonably optimistic about my future and ability to handle things (certain irl challenges notwithstanding).

So guess I at least have a hint of his sunshine in me.

25. What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

It's been long enough that I can't remember much, but looking back at the messages I was sending to a friend when I first started playing, my impressions seem to not have been the most favorable. I seem to have considered him quite careless and even inept (sorry Kalim, apparently I've been siding with Jamil from the start). Though I'd imagine his sweetness was showing from the start, too.

He is such a sweetheart full of sunshine but oh boy can he be oblivious. I mean, nowadays I know why, and I can't blame him for being raised as he is. And, clearly, he shows desire to grow and do better - and he's just so full of love, isn't he?

Basically, he's absolutely precious, but also I'm not sure just how long I could handle his energy levels if I were to actually meet him.

[misc-obeyme]

I guess you once wrote something about beel liking mc looking more masc and idk but it makes me so happy :'vv i need a buff and tall man that gets flustered and shy with my masc swag (almost dressed like jesse pinkman)

I want to call him "hot stuff" and see what happens with my amazing masc charm!!! (Im a girlfailure)

Hi there, anon!

I've had a couple of requests for a masc MC! In one of them, masc!MC is petite but can throw people across the room and I just imagined Beel being so impressed that MC was able to even lift him, let alone throw him. There was another one where a fem!MC disguised themselves by dressing up as a guy and that got Beel all flustered too lol.

I know I mostly write gender neutral MC, but I also enjoy writing a more specific gender expression for MC when people request it!

I think Beel would be a little shy at first when encountering a masc!MC. I haven't actually seen Breaking Bad (I know, it's a terrible character flaw of mine), but I am picturing the images of Jesse Pinkman that I've seen lol. And I think Beel would be like oh... MC is really cool. Too cool for me. (Whether or not MC is cool in this case is irrelevant because Beel would think so.)

And then if masc!MC flirts with him? Oh wow. He's a blushing mess almost immediately.

MC: Hey there, hot stuff.

Beel: Oh. *blushing profusely* Do you... mean me?

He'd be almost confused at first. There's no way MC actually thinks he's hot, right??

You might have to flirt with him even harder just to get the message across. Even if you guys end up in a relationship and he manages to calm down a little, you fluster him regularly any time you get flirty or touchy with him.

Yeah, I definitely think Beel would just be a sweet shy boy with a masc!MC. He's so precious and it'd be so cute.

[lunaremy]

Vic Viper Bomber or Barb from Trolls? 👀

answering for vv because i left my trolls phase recently

favorite thing about them

He's a very unique character that generates many ideas and concepts to use in my writing!

least favorite thing about them

Konami's Crossover Addiction, to the point where VV is the only crossover character that I haven't personally sent to hell. And even still, it's not really an issue with the character...so my least favorite thing is the fact that I don't really have a least favorite thing, yknow? I just wish there was more to him. Luckily, it is what an author is for...

favorite line

For an odd reason, I can't remember one.

brOTP

It kinda ties in with my main thoughts, but I think VV could get along well with the siblings. The mental image of Red showing him a bunch of cheat codes to a video game is in my head.

OTP

Of course, the idea of his relationship with White is precious and adorable to me. I often relate to White and see him as someone who has a little too much on his plate, so the idea of someone else having the capabilities to make his days a little happier was completely and utterly adorable to me. There isn't much I could do with the story in terms of seriousness and whatever, but it's still precious and I can argue that it's precious purely because of it's fluffiness.

nOTP

lol, maybe vv/any of the other crossover bonbers? I don't really have anything for this guy.

random headcanon

He's probably curious about the differences between White and Prototype, I think it would be funny and intriguingly adorable to pinpoint out the similarities and differences. I should write about it someday, but that requires a lot of info and brainpower on both bombers....

unpopular opinion

It's weird, but I wish I had more to work with him as a character, even though I hate it when crossover characters talk. On one hand I don't want him to appear again, but I also want him to speak.

song i associate with them

Oddly enough, I rarely associate songs with anyone!

favorite picture of them

It's all fanart 👀

[shoyostar]

my precious vie ! ! it feels like it’s been forever 💔 i am here with a selfship question based on my recent shopping :3 lol but are there any scents you associate shoyo with? any fragrances he wears that you really enjoy?

HI HI SWEET MANONN!! SORRY THIS IS ANSWERED SO SO LATE (i have a literal bird brain when it comes to responding to asks so sorry</3)

and this is so funny cuz i just went scent shopping recently too!! >_<

for shoyo i associate like, laundry detergent? THAT SOUNDS SO WEIRD LOL BUT LIKE i just think he has a rlly nice smelling detergent and when he’d do his laundry in rio he’d hang it up to dry and the smell would just waft through his whole apartment mm

and when i cuddle w him after he’s just put on a clean shirt out of the dryer,,, mm!! thats my shit! he also likes to wear cologne sometimes if he feels fancy like for a date! i don’t necessarily like the smell of most cologne a lot bcs its just so so strong and too overpowering for me but shoyo’s is more like those light body mists that don’t overwhelm you!

a lot of shoyo’s scents are just in general very outdoorsy smells and scents so he just always smells so fresh and clean and i find it vv attractive >_< and you know those soaps that are basically unscented but they still have a slight nice smell to them? he uses those and i love it:3

and i’ll just add this part in here for fun but both of us like the smell of vanilla:3 like high quality fresh vanilla is soo attractive and so we both like to use that scent in alot of our products like hair care and perfume! smells so yummy and heavenly and is just so so sexy i cant explain why,,,

i also use a japanese hair shampoo thats scented w honey and its just DELICIOUS so he likes to just bury his face into my hair whenever i wash it, the same i do when he is freshly showered or has just changed into new clothes ^_^