#her name is eris btw :]

[simpin-on-noodles]

Now K i s s

[toasted-buguette]

Back in my Amino days I got big into this open species called Haviks, they were like little demon things I think??? The community died pretty quick but I still love my haviks and look back on that time with a lot of fondness, so I figured I'd touch up their designs.

Old designs under the cut cause I like looking at my old art in juxtaposition with my new art:

[knifegremliin]

oh also on a brighter note! i said yesterday i would swap with my brother at some point. i did not. i actually played from 12ish to 7ish. i was able to play for that long and my wrists only started having issues at 7ish (which is why i stopped). but after putting my night braces on, i woke up to them being no worse than they usually are.

[tayliii]

picture of my cat because she is the most awesomest thing to ever step on this earth and i love her so much

[katsukistofu]

PLEASE (if you feel like it) WRITE FOR AIZAWA! A SICK READER TROPE MAYBE?

Btw ur fics are so good and are part of the reason why I’ve gotten back into mha <333 I love ur writing style sm and ur hawks fics??? That was amazing

hi my love! thank you so much omg that’s so sweet, i’m happy i helped you rekindle your love for mha again lol! <3

sick (but never of you)

contents ౨ৎ ⋆ s. aizawa x fem reader. fluff. cursing. 997 words ★ your husband insists on taking care of you when you fall ill, despite your protests.

Not this shit again. 

You groan as your eyes flutter open for the second time after you said you were fine, then proceeded to dramatically faint in Shota’s arms in the middle of your patrol and sit up, hurriedly tossing the pile of soft blankets off your body.

You shiver despite the warmth radiating from the heater nearby. Shota must have brought it out for you after getting you home.

“What do you think you’re doing?” 

The disapproving voice of your husband floats over, and there he is, leaning on the doorway with a steaming bowl of something in his hands. You perk up despite yourself. Miso soup? 

“I don’t have time to sleep off a little cold, Shota!” Your arms tremble as you try to force yourself off of the plush king-sized bed. “It’s already past nine, I have to head to the agency.”

“Don’t care, didn’t ask.” Shota wraps his arms around you to trap you in place, ignoring your insistent budging. “You’re staying home today with the cat.”

“But—But they need me…” You weakly mumble in his firm grip. It was no use trying to break free, and you’re not sure if you even want to anymore with how nice he feels against you.

“And I need you here.” His stern gaze doesn’t waver, and his hand guides your head from the back of your hair, which you’re certain looks like a disaster zone right now, to rest on his chest. “It’s my job to make sure you’re safe, happy and healthy.”

Shota brushes a hair from your face and tucks it behind your ear. The little beads of sweat on your skin don’t bother him in the slightest.

“So let me do my job.”

“Are you using your teacher voice on me?” You grumble into the dark fabric of his sleeveless shirt. He smells warm and like all things good, as if he just came out of the shower. 

“I vaguely recall someone commenting that it was ‘hot.” Shota’s gravelly voice teases your ear and his stubble tickles your cheek as he smirks, knowing he’s won the battle when he finally feels you melt in defeat against him. 

He brushes a soft kiss to your forehead. “Stay in bed, sweetheart, I’ll be right back.”

“Okay.” You say in a tiny voice, weakly slumping back into the sheets. 

Shota comes back with a spoon and a folded piece of paper. A hint of a smile tugs at his lips as he holds it out to you.

“Looks like I’m not the only one that wants you to stay home.”

Your eyes widen as you look at the get-well card in your hands.

feel beter soon!! lots of loove, eri it said, with millions of tiny hearts doodled around your name. You choke back a sob as your eyes fall onto the little stick figure drawings of you pushing the little gray-haired girl on a swing set. 

It looked just like the one from the playground nearby that you would often take her to on your days off.

us when youre not sick anymor! :D

“Shota, give me that damn soup.”

He chuckles deeply and scoots closer on the bed to feed you. You squeeze your eyes shut as a sharp throb suddenly pierces through your head.

“The room’s spinning again, that’s not normal is it?”

“No. No, it’s not.” Shota’s forehead creases in concern, bringing the spoon of warm soupy goodness up to your lips while his other hand holds yours.

You part your lips to drink it, letting the rich, comforting flavor of miso spread across your tongue.

Letting out a little sigh of relief, you’re about to lean back before Shota sets the bowl down on the nightstand to prop up the pillows behind you, making sure you’re comfortable before he picks it back up again and holds up another spoonful to your mouth.

“Come on, one more for me sweetheart.” 

“Not hungry anymore,” you huff, turning your head away from his outstretched hand.

He lifts an eyebrow. 

“We can cuddle after you take your medicine.”

“...Can you rub my tummy too?”

“You know I will.”

You sniffle and reluctantly open your mouth to sip a spoonful of the soup once again.

“Atta girl.” Shota smooths a kiss on your forehead, rubbing circles against the back of your hand. 

He reaches over to the nightstand to grab your medicine he picked up from the local pharmacy earlier, and hands a small cup of what he pours to you. 

You grimace at its cherry-colored contents and tilt your head back to drink it in one go like a shot.

“Good job. Now come lay on me.” He didn’t need to ask you twice, but Shota’s hands are already on your waist to gently flip you over him as he takes your previous position on the bed, setting you down to rest your head on your usual spot on his chest.

He strokes your hair gently, arm snug against your back while he presses you to him. “How are you feeling?”

“A little bit better,” you mumble, absentmindedly tracing the outline of his abs under his shirt. It's always been soothing to you.

Shota’s chest rumbles as he lets out a husky laugh. “Are you just saying that so you can keep tracing my abs?”

“Maybe.” You giggle against him, which turns into a cough and he firmly pats your back. His hand slides under your pajamas to rub gentle circles on your tummy like he promised. You softly squeal at the ticklish feeling of his hard-earned callouses against your skin, and Shota tenderly kisses your cheek once, twice.

All your senses are numb, but you can still feel the overflowing love behind them.

“Go to sleep, sweet girl. I got you,” he murmurs into your hair.

“Okay.” You comply easily this time, nuzzling deeper into his chest. “Goodnight, Shota.”

“Goodnight, angel. Love you.”

“Love you too,” you mumble before drifting off to sleep in the safety of his warm arms.

Maybe being sick wasn’t all bad.

[mika-no-sekai-blog]

Part IX

Word count: 2900+

Warnings: mentions of torturing, SA, fight and blood, some swearing

Autumn themed divider by tsunami-of-tears

This one is a bit more brutal and not the last such scene in this series, but I hope you'll like the moment Eris appears. Hopefully you'll see what I saw while writing it, the Lord of Autumn Court in full glory (I'm so tempted to draw him btw)

Part VIII | Part X

Eris was mad with rage, running faster and faster through the castle and its grounds like a fire breathing demon, leaving a havoc behind. He literally turned his estate upside down, not leaving a single thing on its original place, but Y/N disappeared without a trace.

Killian had never seen him like this. Right now he reminded him of their father, Beron, more than ever. Eris barked at everyone who came empty-handed, threatened and intimidated every aristocrat who lived in the castle and had ever expressed the slightest objection against him or his choice of wife. Even Killian didn't dare to get in his way. Every person in the castle was looking for Y/N day and night without a break to no avail.

"My Lord," a shy voice snapped him out of thoughts on his way to Eris's office.

Killian halted looking down on a small trembling lesser faerie that served in the kitchens.

"Yes? What is it?"

Even though he spoke softly, little faerie shivered like a leaf in the wind and nervously fidgeted with her fingers.

"I- I think I saw something suspicious the morning Lady has disappeared."

Killian's brows shot to his hairline as his eyes widened. Finally something that might be helpful. Quickly, he looked around, checking whether someone heard them and then gestured toward the closest empty chamber. The maid nodded and walked in. He closed and warded the doors behind.

"And now tell me everything." He turned to her with high expectations, urging her to speak.

"I was washing a lettuce near the well when I saw him."

"Who?"

"I-I don't know, my Lord," she sobbed.

"It's okay," he reassured her, forcing himself to speak calmly. "Tell me what you remember. Anything. Any small detail."

"I saw him only from behind. He was tall with long, dark brown hair. He carried a big bag on his shoulder. It was too big, that's why I found it so strange. As soon as he got out from the wards, he winnowed away."

Narrowing eyes, Killian nervously bit on his lower lip, his brain running at full speed. If that male could winnow, it meant that he was a high fae, but list of names was still too long.

"Did you notice anything else? A scar, unusual clothes, accessory, anything that could help me to identify him?"

The maid thought about it for a moment. "He.. he had a sword slung across his back. Quite long one. I think I saw some big gems on its hilt, but I'm not sure about the colour."

"What about its scabbard. Anything special?"

She shook her head. "It was just black with gold details I think."

Killian breathed out deeply. "Why haven't you said something sooner?"

The maid uncomfortably shifted under his piercing gaze. "I-I was scared. His Lordship was so angry when he stormed through kitchens like tornado. I thought that he would burn me down, if it turned out to be irrelevant.."

He laughed and ruffled her short auburn hair. "Silly girl! Go back to the kitchen. And not a word to a living soul, do you understand?"

"Yes, my Lord," she quickly bowed and disappeared.

Killian didn't waste time and headed to Eris's office.

"Anything new?" he asked in his usual mocking tone as soon as the doors closed behind him. Eris was pacing around the room, the flames roaring in his veins caused that the air around him rippled.

"Do you think I would be here if I knew where she is?" he barked.

Killian lazily walked over to the window and leaned against the cool glass. This room was insufferably hot. It was a miracle that it hadn't caught fire yet.

"One little bird whispered to me that a certain lordling was here and when he was leaving he carried a human sized load."

In a blink of eye, Eris was on him, fisting the front of his tunic, his fingers burning holes into it.

"Who are you talking about?" he hissed through clenched teeth.

"I'm talking about a boring lordling with ego bigger than entire castle, who likes to brag about his stupid sword and wears it 24/7. I'm sure that he even takes a shit with it. Do you get it now?"

Eris's eyes widened with understanding. The blood froze in his veins. If that male kidnapped her, they didn't have much time to find her, especially if they hoped to find her alive. "But that bastard was banished from here after he took Volkan's side. So how did he get in?"

"Yeah, he was and I have no idea. That's something we will have to worry about later though."

Eris nodded. "Y/N is priority now. We need to get her back asap. Do we know where he is now? What does he do?"

Killian pressed lips into thin line. "No. We have no news about him nor Volkan ever since they left, unfortunately. If they are together, which certainly they are, they can be anywhere."

Eris swore, feverishly thinking. He ran hands through his hair, making it even messier than it already was. It could take weeks even months to find them and he didn't have so much time. There was no other way. He had to use his smokehounds once again. Only they could find her fast enough.

He stormed out from the office, heading to their chambers. He opened the doors to his wife's bedroom and looked around. There were no combs, no hair accessories. No jewellery she often wore. All clothes were washed. Everything was neat and clean, not a single hair left behind.

If he wanted to find her fast, he would need her blood or anything she often carried around and preferably nobody else had touched. He started to search the drawers, returning everything to its place. This room was like a sacred place to him, he wouldn't dare to make a mess here. However, the commotion drew attention of one of the girls Killian brought for her as her maid and companion.

"My Lord?"

"Where are all her personal things?" he asked while he rummaged through the mostly empty drawers.

"I'm afraid she doesn't have any.. She brought just few dresses with her. The only thing that could count is a necklace his Lordship gave her for birthday, but she wore it all the time. She had it on her even when.." she couldn't finish the sentence.

Eris shook his head in disbelief. "What about .. I don't know.. some diary? Handkerchief? Anything!" The girl just shook her head sadly.

"She lives here like the poorest priestess. Why none of you bothered to let me know she's struggling so much? I thought that you were supposed to take good care of her. I hoped I expressed myself clearly when I said I want her to have anything she wants or needs." Eris ran hand through his hair, barely suppressing the anger.

"She never complained about anything nor expressed the desire to have things.. We asked her at least thousands times, but she said that she didn't need anything. That she was satisfied with what she already had.." The girl started to cry, big tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Why do you talk about her in the past tense?" Eris growled lowly, his heart clenching in pain. "She isn't dead. She can't be.. not yet.."

The girl started crying even more and apologised again and again. It was clear that she sincerely missed Y/N and feared for her safety.

"Forget that," he growled angrily. He didn't have time for this sentiment right now. His patience was wearing thin. He needed to move on. "Where is her nightgown?"

"In laundry room I think." Eris closed his eyes, gritting his teeth. "Would maybe the dress from the birthday party be of any help? It's stained with her blood, but she insisted on keeping it."

Eris sharply turned to her. "Bring it right away!"

You woke up with a headache and a strange, unpleasant after-taste on your tongue in a dark room, lying on the cold stone floor. As your last memories cleared up, your heart raced up and you tried to sit up. You barely managed to stop the scream that almost escaped you as the ropes cut into your skin. Trashing you managed to roll to your side. You were terrified.

The sound of snap of fingers bounced off stone walls in the distance and the torches lit up. When your eyes got used to the bright light, you realized with horror that you were most likely in a cave, the room carved in stone reminding you of your former home. Steps echoed in the hallway and the door swung open.

You cried out with relief when you saw flash of red hair, pale skin and a glimpse of amber eyes, however the person who entered was unfamiliar. He was lazily stalking closer, hands in pockets, watching you like wolf observing the future meal.

"So this is the whore he's chosen over a pure blood." The raspy, cold voice of the male made you shiver in fear. This person wasn't here to help you.

"I told you, didn't I?" Another male who you hadn't noticed before, snarled from threshold. That one had dark brown hair. You doubted that you had ever seen him. You would remember the ugly scar that just miraculously missed his eye, stretching all the way down to the corner of his mouth, giving him a permanent one-sided grin.

The red head crouched before you and painfully squeezed your jaw, turning your face from side to side to get a better look.

"It's not too bad. My brother's taste isn't so horrible after all. Maybe we could have some fun before we get rid of her. There aren't any females to fuck around here anyway. What do you think?"

"Please.." you sobbed almost inaudibly, but they only laughed. No matter how much you would plead with them, it wouldn't work. It never did with this type of males. So you just pressed your lips together, determined not to make another sound.

The first tears slid down your cheeks as you were shivering there, completely in mercy of those two strangers. They could do with you anything they wanted. You wouldn't be able to protect yourself, anyway. They were much bigger and stronger than you. And there was no one who could come to rescue you in time.

"What are you staring at?" The redhead snarled when he stopped laughing and hit your head on the ground with such strength the room again darkened for a brief moment.

You wanted to scream for help but you knew it would go unanswered, more over you would only enraged them, provoked them to continue.

"That whore doesn't even plead anymore. It seems that she enjoys it," the other one laughed and came closer.

The redhead stood up, then he picked you up by your hair and punched you. The pain shot from the cheek to whole your body and more tears welled up in your eyes. During the months you spent in your husband's castle you'd almost forgotten how much the beating hurt, but it wasn't any worse than what your father did to you.

"Not even a small noise. This is going to be such fun," the redhead snarled delighted.

They started to punch you and kick you around without a break until you couldn't take it anymore and cried out. They seemed to be pleased with it and continued using you as a punch bag. Only once you weren't able to move even the slightest, your body aching so much you hardly could take a small sip of air, the redhead began reaching for the hem of your skirt.

You were already at the end of your strength, hardly perceiving what was happening to you. The darkness was reaching for you and calling you to its emptiness when a real inferno had began.

At first there were only shouting voices and sounds of fight, then the entrance exploded in the flames, hot air fanning over your face and making already labored and painful breathing even harder.

Out of the all consuming fire a figure in silver armour with bright red cape stepped out, unaffected, unbothered by flames licking his body. His eyes were burning even brighter than the fire around him, his face twisted with rage. The moment he saw you on the ground, covered in blood and bruises, a deafening roar broke through from the depths of his chest and he turned into bloodthirsty demon.

"Volkan!" Eris snarled, the ire dripping from every syllable. "I'll burn you down to ashes with my own hands for this!"

The other scarred male ran away as soon as Eris appeared, but the redhead stood up to him, eager for fight.

"Let's end it here and now, brother," he spatted out the word with utter disgust. "You shouldn't have become the High Lord. You aren't suitable for that. You aren't enough ruthless and cruel for that. With such, you can't rule the Autumn."

"You are wrong," Eris snarled with wild grin. "I can and I do rule the Autumn Court. You had to hide in the Middle to survive. You aren't suitable for ruling. Remember? You are the one who was never enough."

Whatever Eris referred to, the redhead reacted to that with a battle cry and charged towards him with a sword made out of fire.

You didn't recognize your husband. He was like a beast released from the hottest depths of hell and he fought like that, too.

The fire met the fire in such a fierce fight that stone walls cracked and the whole mountain shook. Somewhere above you, you heard collapsing ceilings. The sounds of fight outside the room instantly stopped, replaced by shouting men trying to evacuate the place and save their lives. However, two brothers hadn't faltered and continued their merciless fight, determined to kill each other.

The stone walls of the room you were in, shook for the last time and started to collapse. The redhead cried out in pain as part of ceiling collapsed at the place where he stood, burying him under the stone. As the rest of the ceiling began collapsing, Eris lunged at you and in the last moment winnowed you away.

Darkness and unpleasant pull were replaced with fresh, cool night air that filled your lungs as you found yourself lying on your back in the middle of the courtyard of Forest House surrounded by dirty, tired and hurt soldiers. Everyone was panting, some even groaning, several needed to sit down or leaned for support against the closest wall.

Your eyes found the stars above, winking down at you, unchanged, their cold beauty soothing some of the worst pain. With difficulty you were fighting the darkness lurking at the edges of your mind, but you needed to see him, to make sure he was alive. You couldn't even count how many times in your life you were beaten to blood, how many bones were broken in the process, yet it had never been so bad as now.

Small whimper escaped you as you were trying to turn your head to the side where you felt his hand holding yours. The rope you were bound with, disappeared while you were winnowed from that place. The armour screeched against the cobblestone as groaning Eris pushed himself up into a semi-sitting position and bent over you.

He was dirty, a trail of blood running from his hair line to his chin, another from the corners of his mouth. A bruise was starting to form under his left eye. Silver lined his eyes as his gaze roamed over your face and he reached for you stopping just an inch from your skin, afraid to touch you.

You smiled at him, every muscle in your face protesting. "You came for me." Tears slid from your eyes, cooling the hurting flesh on its way.

"Of course I did. I couldn't leave my wife in hands of those bastards. You can't even imagine how worried and scared I was when you disappeared. I was going crazy-"

His words were cut off as Killian with smaller army of healers rushed from the doors, interrupting whatever Eris was about to say with his strong voice.

"Take care of the wounded," he shouted the orders and immediately was at your side. At first he noticed his brother and paled.

"We need one healer here," he shouted out.

"Or rather three," he added when his gaze fell to you. "I'm so relieved to see you alive, dear sister."

He reached for your hand, but just like Eris, changed his mind half way through and his hand halted, awkwardly hanging in the air. Eris growled.

Killian cleared his throat. "Easy. I don't want to hurt her. What happened?" he demanded. "Is he dead?"

"I think so," Eris grunted, his eyes never leaving yours. "But I'd love to be sure he's gone for good. Also, that bastard Nair escaped as soon as he saw me."

Killian nodded. "I will send someone to check on it and look for Nair."

"Give them rather shovels and pickaxes. They will need them."

Killian blinked in confusion, but before he could ask why, bunch of healers shoved him aside, examining Eris's and your injuries. Eris refused to let go of your hand that he was still holding, snarling at anyone who tried to reason with him. In the end, healers figured that it would be much easier for you both if you took a nice, deep nap and so they put you to sleep with a single flick of wrist. Eris collapsed as first and you followed right after him.

[nerdyanimefan]

I owe the proshippers an apology

Now i am by no means calling myself a 'proshipper'.

I am also not gonna start posting proship stuff/tags or maybe i am i don't care

But im gonna stop posting hate.

But i've seen 'antis' telling a proshipper to 'slit themselves' or 'i hope you find your sister dead' this proshippers sister is 16 btw. Also they sent her drawings of DICKS!? LIKE HELLO WHAT?! YOU'RE LITTRALY WORSE THEN THE PROSHIPPER BY DOING THAT! I just wanna know what went through thier minds when they said / didthat?

I am telling the truth here. If you anti see this and call me a 'traitor' or something so be it. I'm removing the proshippers dni from my blog. I'm not gonna post proship stuff but you guys can interact as long as no one brings up ships.

Some 'antis' are some of the most toxic people i've seen, but i still understand why they feel uncomfortable with 'proship'. But some proshippers seem just chill.... not all of them like all types of ships usally they just keep stuff to themselves.

I owe a HUGE apology to @warmshotamilk For calling him a pedo and a woman named Laicy. The woman that shipped herself with Eri.

If you guys don't want to accept my apology its alright i understand. I called you guys nasty stuff.

But i hope you can understand that im telling the truth.

I just think telling someone to 'kys' isn't a valid way to win an argument and it means you really went in unprepared to win said argument.

[bones4thecats]

Hii

Can i request a Sayaka Miki (from Madoka Magica) reader w anubis , nostradamus , and Buddha

Where the reader Goes insane (like Sayaka when she was fighting the witch) because she cant feel pain anymore (btw she was fighting in a round of ragnarok) and brutally kills her opponent

And how would the charas reach to their lover doing that and maybe the aftermath where the reader win and maybe how they would confront her

Tyyy

Type of Writing: Request Characters: Anubis, Michel Nostradamus, and Buddha Name: Reader Goes Insane During Their Round and {Character} Comforts Them Requester: Anonymous

A/N: I have decided to make the Reader a God here, just because it made a bunch more sense for some reason. Anyways, Happy New Year everyone! Have a happy 2024, lil bubbles🫧!

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🐶 Anubis knew you weren't the most sane when it came to battles, since he had seen you go against multiple members of the Egyptian Pantheon before this

🐶 But, at those times, you had far more self-control then this, but, he couldn't seem to blame you for it, the human you were fighting, Caligula, was known for his violent outbursts to his people, and you did not like him at all

🐶 Your husband watched as Caligula threw a large spear at you and charged with his Valkyrie in tow, Brunhilde must have hated allowing her sister to bond with that monster

🐶 He observed you throwing yourself onto the side, grabbing the blade and grabbing the male from behind, throwing him onto the ground and stabbing his heart, a sadistic look in your eyes

🐶 You then smirked and whispered something to the human as he faded away and the Gods cheered for your win as Humanity shrugged, they knew what kind of man he was, and they had no shame in his demise

🐶 You were obviously upset with how insane you had gone on the battlefield, and Anubis ran to your side, hugging you as your began to cry into his shoulder, repeating how it was all your fault and Humanity was destined to die

🐶 Anubis sighed and rubbed your back as he carried you to the medical room, you really did care for innocent people. But right now, he knew you needed to focus on yourself, no matter how much you didn't wish too

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🎙️ Michel wasn't exactly the most sane man in history, and he owns up to that whenever you scold yourself for going a hint overboard

🎙️ You were set in a match against the Greek Goddess of Strife and Discord, Eris, who was starting to aggravate everyone in the audience because of how egotistical and cruel she was acting

🎙️ She even claimed after Humanity was gone, she'd get ride of the Gods one-by-one so she would rule supreme

🎙️ Eris had grabbed you by the leg and thrown you against the wall of the arena, causing a butt-load of dust to erupt from the now-broken bricks, and even the Gods were yelling at you to get up, shocking the rest of your fellow Einherjar

🎙️ Your husband smirked as your Valkyrie yelled at you to do something, and when Brunhilde screamed at him on why he was smiling as his S/O was about to die, he just looked at her and answered with a cheeky

" Y/N doesn't give up that easily, just wait~ "

🎙️ You lunged and began to savagely attack the Goddess, causing the whole arena to go silent with fear as your opponent screamed out her final words with so much pain it made dying from blood-loss more fun

🎙️ Michel began to walk to greet you at Humanity's entrance, and when you came up with blood on you and a sad look burning in your eyes, he just patted your head and called the medics over, claiming he'd visit you once your wounds were healed, and he'd bring your favorite food to continue watching the rounds, after all, the next one seemed fun!

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🍭 Buddha knew you were a very level-headed person like himself, and seeing you get angry was a rarity, and besides, whoever saw it most likely never lives to tell how cold your glare was

🍭 Hearing you were going against a traitorous human, specifically the son of Eurydemus of Malis, Ephialtes of Trachis

🍭 You severely disliked the male because of what he did in life, a thing that he had quoted every time he had landed a small hit on your form

🍭 Your husband was watching alongside the rest of Humanity's fighters, and he glared when the man grabbed your arm and swung you off to the side, deeming you a weak woman and that was why Humanity deserved to die, while he deserved life

🍭 Buddha watched you slowly stand up, a dark aura emitting off your so strongly that it even made the Supreme Gods scream out

" Create a barrier around the audience now! She's going crazy! "

🍭 Sasaki Kojiro's eyes widened as you lunged at Ephialtes and began to punch and kick the man, dodging every hit he gave you, and every hit you gave him was either cracking or breaking a bone at a time

🍭 When you came back to reality, Buddha ran out and helped you back to the infirmary, despite the protests of Brunhilde and his fellow fighters

🍭 You were the most important thing to him, and he was not going to let you die on him, not like Jataka did all those centuries ago

🍭 While you healed, you cried into your husband's shoulder, saying how this whole ordeal was a mistake and asked him why the Gods couldn't see the pain this was bringing their creations

🍭 Comforting you, he stayed silent until you fell asleep with your face on his chest. All he did was look down at you and rub your back, whispering in your ear about how Humanity was now one step closer to survival, all thanks to you

[catinasink]

greetings from the sink

am i in post limit jail? nou

most recent edit: 12/18/24

im the one and only cat btw. if you even care.

also im the ultimate faggot btw (established via the fag bracks)

uhmm decorate my tree? if you wish?

main shit

minor. (my birthday is november 8 :3c )

i go by cat and nico and pluto and neptune and echo and siffrin and calypso mainly and you can call me any of those

it/any/ask :3c please :3c

unlabeled polyam aspec faggot <3

dont call me your friend + no /p tonetag (im aplatonic :] )

no chain asks + no tag games + no donation asks please.

uhh no real dni? just no porn blogs follow me pls im a minor 👍

if i fit your dni criteria just like. block me or softblock me or smn idk

more

i post silly stuff (i rb a lot lol . i og post in the flavors of gaypost, sillypost, ventpost (sadly often), lyricpost, fandompost, etc etc. i also spam rb often)

i have two cats, kim and shego (or floorshitter); a sister (she/her); and the irls (as in real life people i know; i tend to use irl as a term to describe the people i am close to irl) i mention most are pb / pissboy / bfthing (he/him), cherry (any), eve (she/they), and fire (they/them)

pst timezone (usually)

scorpio sun saggitarius moon scorpio rising . ok yeah thats a fucking Lie the constellations have shifted i think but i cba to check again lol

i speak english + russian, learning german + hebrew

couple sideblogs, including @nymph-of-the-sea (rp blog for calypso from pjo) (no i never use it); @catinabath (for when im on post limit); two gimmick blogs; i definitely dont own @totallynotcatinasink; as well as @forehead-kiss-mutual-kill-polls :] a few others but ill keep those secret 💥

matching descs w @shrimpysstuff (shrimpy !!!) and banners w @evilvampwhore (starr !!!)

i have like four very lovely qpps <3 and a very dear spouse <3 and a wonderful boyfriend-adjacent-thing <3 and some beloved mutuals <3

i have an ao3 if that matters :]

discord server link :3 preferably join if youre around the age of a minor so everyone feels comfortable

literally just a cat in a sink btw

pretty sure i have an ed, might post about it sometimes :[

um. i htink blood is kinda hot. i will post about it. n violence ish

i refer to any drink as lemoande. or try to 👍

cherry and lemonade enjoyer. and both at once

fandoms im in / rb from

warrior cats. i love em

will wood. hes so silly . is this a fandom idk

genshin impact. grhghrhgr

pjo. whoag

isat. save me isat

object shows. i like object shows. namely ii, hfjone, objectified, n bfdi

danganronpa. uhmmm yeah haha dont look at me

mcr. maybe??

tags

most of my og posts: #cat's rambles

asks: #cat's asks

schoolposting: #cat's schoolposting

ventposting: #neptune is complaining again

lyricposting: #cat's lyricposting

bandposting: #pluto’s bandposting

liveblogging: #cat liveblogs

art: #cat's art

music i write: #cat's lyrics

polls i make: #cat's polls

pics of my cat: #cat's cat

yearning sighhhh: #nico catinasink is yearning

queued or scheduled posts: #queue you

posts i write in my notes app: #drafts

submissions: #eris' submissions

the penis saga: #the penis saga

lightning anon: #lightning anon

blender anon: #cat's blender anon

rizzler anon: #rizzler anon

brain anon: #🧠 anon

pineapple anon: #pineapple anon

sparkle anon: #sparkle anon

mcchicken anon: #mcchicken anon

gayposting abt. 👽: #👽posting

gayposting abt. 🪐: #🪐posting

gayposting abt. 🌿: #🌿posting

gayposting abt. 🍋‍🟩: #🍋‍🟩posting

gayposting abt. 🍄: #🍄posting

gayposting abt. 🍃: #🍃posting

gayposting abt. ✨: #✨posting

sink lore: #happenings of the sink

dreamscape nexus: #dreamscape nexus

posts i want to look at later: #fave

posts of mine that are more popular than others or i want to find em later: #save

posts that i am not done with: #save for later

i tend to only tag the following tws: sui, sh, ed / eating issues, n emetophobia pls lmk if i should tag anything else !!!

i would prefer if the following were tagged: sui, sh, ed / eating issues, vomit / emetophobia, long posts, rb bait, gore :] also pls dont use the tilde ( ~ ) around me !!

have a good day

[separatist-apologist]

Your take on Mor is so refreshing to see! I’m sick of people saying she’s dragged him along for 500 years and she’s at fault for not explicitly sitting him down and explaining that she’s not interested!

Like imagine that in your real life, if you have shown through your actions time and time again that you aren’t interested, that person should back off. Women don’t owe men an explanation! And it’s not like he ever came out and professed his love to her directly either. I know he’s her friend too, but that still doesn’t mean she has to spell it out for him (which she has basically done anyway with how she acts) He’s 500 years old. He should have gotten the message by now.

Anyway, rant over. Glad to see you have the same, correct opinions as usual 😘 wanted to send this incase your getting hate in the askbox now

I could talk about this for 1000 years and never get tired of it. You don't have to like Mor, for the record, in order to understand this concept. I find it comes, typically, from hardcore Eris/Azriel stans who want to absolve their faves from some of their less savory behavior.

But with every other character, they can list and name how the male LI overstepped and was wrong...until its Mor. And then all feminism flies out the window in the rush to argue she led Azriel on or is a liar trying to make Eris seem like a bad guy (he literally needs 0 help accomplishing this just btw).

[crushedsweets]

HELLOOOO!! hope ur doing good!! i was wondering if u had any ocs/sonas or particular favourite characters that u'd want fanart of?? :)

take care!!

-🦈

I HAVE ONE ACTIVE SONA RN… she’s a creepypasta self insert.

This is the self insert she’s kinda cringe and lame .. basically just lives on her grandparents haunted apple orchard and encounters freaky little people along the way. She was mostly made for a creepypasta au my friends and I were working on . Doesn’t have any connection to my Creeped au but I would probably just throw her in the farm I have for creeped… dunno.. hmmm..

Her name is Bonnibel / Bonnie..

And then here are my ocs.. :3 I dunno what to say about them they’re cool I think. Their species go in order : vampire vampire witch succubus human fae siren and possessed doll

Rue is the MC… her and Angie r desperately in love. Honeys into Angie, cupids into rue. I love lesbian drama

HT

ThanTHANK YOU AGAIN BTW UR. ERY SWEET U DONT GOTTA DO ANYTHING FOR ME BUT I LOVE SHARING MY STUFF HAHA

[beezonia]

wanted to ramble about the trix for a bit since I haven’t shared anything to do with my rewrite atm

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The Trix aren’t biological siblings, they have extremely close bonds with each other though

It helps amplify their magic since the three of them are part of their own coven (coven of albasté - Albasté is the little village in Domino the ancestral witches came from)

So if one is weak or has lost their strength, then the others become slightly weaker since their magic is connected

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Icy - 18 (when we first meet the trix in the rewrite they are in their second year at cloud tower) she’s also a December baby

Full Name - Irida Chione Staltican

Witch of Winter (a walking snowstorm basically)

Dyamond in my rewrite is technically a small planet near Zenith hence why it’s always so cold and blizzard like there

She is the only surviving member of the royal family (much like bloom, foils anyone? But unfortunately much like musa she suffers the fate of not being able to see them again)

She can be pretty standoffish, a bit of a bitch and Icy will probably seem like an asshole to those who aren’t close to her or just don’t know her

There’s a reason for this (she’s cursed to not form emotional attachments because of her role as head witch of the coven she’s only bonded with her sisters)

but to her sisters she’s fiercely protective, always teasing then in her usual Icy way

Icy is loyal to a fault even if she shows it by barking orders and scolding her sisters

But she’s fighting for them so they can get their happy ending, so that their dreams of becoming the most powerful witches the magic dimension has ever seen come true

Biggest Lesbian on earth (sorry not sorry tritanus)

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Darcy - 19

(Darcy is a February baby she’s the eldest but the role of head witch went to Icy because the ancestral witches saw more potential in her then the other two)

Full name - Darcy Eris Belinaro 

Witch of illusions (Lady of Darkness is a moniker she goes by on Solaria)

Yeah she’s technically a Selenite, born in the small town of Nox. Darcy showed immense strength and potential at the young age of 12 when her magic of illusion was awakened

And so her Mother, Lillith taught Darcy every she needed to know, prepping her for when she’d fulfil her destiny as the ancestral witch’s successor

Darcy is a natural liar, a well known manipulator too.

Literally has most of the witches at cloud tower under her thumb because either she’s manipulating them or they’re afraid of her

Oh yeah she’s aroace btw (it’s an important part of her story when she discovers a lot more about herself when she returns to Nox)

She is fun to be around once you get to know her, a literal mother hen towards her sisters

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Stormy - 18 (Stormy my lovely October baby)

Full name - Seraphine “Stormy” Opheric

Witch of storms

Born in the small coastal town of Tiderius, north of the Andros capital city Azul

Stormy was always a wild child, she never cared about consequences, never cared about punishment

until her older brother (Draco) got arrested for a crime he didn’t commit

Stormy became obsessed with each planets law and rules wanting justice for her brother and a way to find loopholes in every little rule they could come up with

(She got so angry one day looking at how unfair some governments were that she caused her towns power to go out for a good day or two)

Stormy is an absolute blast to be around, sure she can be pushy and convince you to do bad things that could potentially get you in prison for life

But she’s party animal at heart, she drinks and gets so rowdy that Darcy swears she’s started half of the fights that have broken out in cloud tower

Stormy denies the accusation each and every time (she gets so drunk she can’t really remember)

Just be careful around her, you don’t wanna become her drinking buddy or her lapdog

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That’s the main overview of the trix, I’ll gladly answer any questions you have about them!

[toushindai]

Do you have any thoughts on the relationships between characters so far in Hades II? Any predictions? How would you say they compare to those of Hades 1? Btw, love your megzag fic. You were The Author I went to for them back when 1.0 just came out.

Hello anon, and thank you!! I miss megzag so much, they are my everything. I will say that no one in Hades II so far is seizing me quite the way they do, especially not ship-wise—but let’s put the rest of this under a cut.

Below the readmore is an absolute free-for-all of spoilers so please be careful!

Overall the impression I get—especially from how Mel talks to and about Aphrodite—is that Mel thinks of love as something she’ll get around to once she has a chance to sit down and study how it works, which obviously comes after her task in importance. Now this is not how matters of the heart work, which presumably is why it’s immediately obvious that she and Icarus are BIG into each other. Which is cute, undeniably. I wish them happiness. Though that’s not really quite shipping, is it.

I’m still waiting for melnem to seize me like it has everyone else; I’m not opposed, but as of yet I’m not quite seeing what they have to offer each other. They are both striving for each other, that’s something; I just don’t yet see how that pulls them into bed with each other. It seems like the last thing on either of their minds. Except they do keep talking about taking each other’s clothes off. Are they flirting? They may be. At the very least I think SGG is sending deliberate “don’t worry, we ARE going there” signs. So far I am not drawn in by Mel/Moros as a ship, either. I’d much rather that shit-stirring suggestion of Eris’s (that the Fates are trying to set him up) be something that he finds kind of perturbing, that his sisters would try to set him up with someone just because she’s been nice to him. I would ship Moros/Dora. I think that would be cute and funny.

No despite all odds what I am 4k words into so far is some meleris. Well. I mean, that’s what the file name is called, and there’s some making out involved, but I don’t know if this is going to become a romantic or even physical relationship by the time I get wherever I’m going with it. Listen… I just love Eris. This horrible little gremlin whose ideals absolutely no one around her respects, so in response she doubles down on her gremlinhood. She’s at odds with Mel by their very natures and yet Mel keeps coming over to her little corner to give her the same gift over and over. I think they find each other frustrating but in the way a pet finds a puzzle treat toy frustrating, and I don’t think they know what kind of relationship they’re building with each other, but certainly one is building. I don’t think Eris really knows what a friend feels like and I don’t think she knows how to behave to keep a friend. I don’t think Mel knows why she is extending kindness to Gal Who Keeps Shooting Her And Littering. I, the player, am absolutely approaching this from the perspective of “someone in Eris’s entire life needs to be stubbornly kind to her as opposed to every authority figure in her life treating her like a problem child” but I don’t know if Mel feels the same way, consciously or un-.

Eris is just all around a deeply interesting presence in the game—the Unseen seem to me to be a cult (neutral use of the word) to Nyx and Eris is absolutely a dissenting voice against that. And everything else. The game has done the opposite of selling me on either “Chronos should rule” OR “the Olympians should continue unopposed” so I think we should hear Eris out. Did you know that “strife” and “strive” come from the same root. Something something the importance of dissent. Let her cook. Explosives. And drink bath water I guess.

Other things of interest.

The “your family may be vain idiots you hate being around but it’s still an inherent good to interact with them” tone of the epilogue of Hades I never pleased me greatly; so far, Hades II seems to be going “got it, just because someone is related to you by blood doesn’t mean you inherently have to feel anything for them” which I—I—I agree with that. Fundamentally. BUT THAT’S MY FAMILYYYY AND I LOVE THEMMMM TToTT… Supergiant is doing a fascinating thing where the majority of their players know Mel’s family better than she does, where Mel questions how strongly she even wants revenge for the family she’s never known while we, clutching our keyboards or controllers, are snarling Let Me At Him Let Me At Him I Love Those People. The “what do I care? I don’t even know them” is so deeply upsetting and I think that once there is an actual endgame that will get addressed but I a little bit wish we had not been given that line until we were ready to deal with it because it currently gives me an emotion.

Hecate is so interesting as a contrast to Hades—in some ways she is encouraging Mel towards much better emotional health but also. but also. Putting tremendous pressure on her, and telling her she must not think of Hecate as her mother or the Crossroads as her home. Asking Mel to leave these gaping holes in her heart so that her blood family and original home can fill them someday. I have to wonder if there’s a part of Melinoë that feels like Hecate is withholding these things because Mel isn’t good enough yet, and—deeper still—a part of her that fears that if she cannot become good enough, she will be subject to the same impatient disdain that Hecate aims at Nemesis and Eris. I don’t think Hecate is evil but I think she maybe doesn’t see the effect her single-mindedness might have.

And lastly, Chaos. Chaos!! Last night Chaos asked me, “Do you tolerate my gates stabbing you and my mark making your life difficult just because you want to look at me” and you know what. Yeah. Their new design is everything in this whole world to me. Chaos I am going to change how I dye my undercut to be more like you. But also I absolutely love what they’re going through emotionally in this game. Listen, if they had turned the Fates over to Chronos just because they like thwarting the Fates, I would have winced but forgiven them. This is a known! I don’t require them to operate under human morality! But the fact that they feel they were deceived and the indications that this troubles them, that they are not USED to feeling troubled, that they look at the way things are currently and say I would like things to be different actually, that they ask Mel for a response when they confess their part in the current goings-on (despite there not really being a question there IIRC!) but wait until so deep into the game to do so—Chaos I Love You. Would You Like A Hug. We stan an alexithymic primordial originator. Also “perhaps he shall release them if you use sufficient violence” is the funniest sentence in the world and I will continue to do my best 🫡

[m00nsflesh]

finally showing her <33

Her name is Hesper (last name still on working lol) she's 20-25 years old and my MC for Perfect Love atm!

more info about her under the keep reading!

"Hesper has been a very sick child since she was young, she was and still a very fragile person as she grew up and due that, Hesper was always indoors or away from the other kids so she didn't got hurt. Due being away from people and heavily protected by the orphan keeper, Hesper grew up having zero friends and only having books to keep her mind distracted. As years passed, she managed to work in a local library and saved her money to invest in her studies and ending up managing to get into college. Even in college she has more trouble with talking with people at the point she had isolated herself so people couldn't bully her or annoy her. Despite all of that, Hesper wished to have friends so she wasn't 24/7 alone until a boy from one of her classes, who was also like her, a shy boy, invited her for lunch, both talked about their favorite things, he liked bunnies, she liked chinchillas and the conversation went on before both said their goodbyes. That moment made Hesper truly happy after years being away from people and fear, she wants to meet that boy again and hopefully both of them can become friends, or even more than that."

Hesper is a very introvert and shy person, she always stutter while talking and does her best to get away from attention, or away from anyone in general due her fear and anxiety;

Different from Eris. Hesper acted out of care for Milo, also because she hated seeing the poor dude getting bullied, that was the only moment she got courage and made it stop so the bullying would stop.

The entire change on Milo was accidentally the Violence Route, Hesper invited him for the batting cages so he could release his anger and frustation, she had helped him out to learn how to stand up for himself and fight if needed, she was not expecting to become his girlfriend right away since she just wanted to help, he loves her using her own bandages to help him out, Hesper easily gets hurt so she's always patching up herself. House Husband ending is the canon ending for her, even if he break her legs, she is happy he won't leave her and that he loves her that much.

the Manipulation Route is a bit more different, once Milo becomes more talkative and a social butterfly, it made her more anxious since he wants to go out and be around people, but M!Milo helped her with her anxiety of crowds. Hesper has also become a doll of M!Milo (not the ending btw lol) due her not knowing how to dress up herself outside her comfort zone, and because of that. M!Milo has brought and dressed her up with cute outfits and even doing her make up, he is much more possessive with her than V!Milo in a way. The Wedding ending is her canon, despite hating being marked that way, Hesper is happy for finally being married with someone who loves her

[venny-the-chubbyblack-writer]

Sorry I took so long was very busy 😞

But hear y’all go.😋

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You woke up to see aizawa already gone for work. You being you, you got up out of the bed and decided to clean the house. Even though aizawa told you not to over work yourself because you were 1 month away from your due date. While cleaning you noticed aizawa left his lunch again. Sighing as you grabbed his lunch and looking at the heart shaped bento box.

Did I tell you you guys adopted eri?

Well you did and went upstairs to tell her to get ready because you gonna pay a visit to your lazy husband.

“You ready eri?”

“Ready mama” eri said with excitement

You headed out the door and walked to the school with eri holding your hand scents it wasn’t that far from the school when you arrived you saw midnight walking out her classroom. When she saw you she immediately rushed over to you asking how you,eri, and the baby are. You said you were ok and she placed her hands on your stomach eyes lighting up after she feels a kick. Then you ask her.

“Midnight do you know we’re aizawa is he left his lunch again” you said annoyed because this was his 5th time leaving it.

“Of course you and eri come with me I’ll take you too him… but he is teaching so-“

“I don’t care he’s always leaving stuff”

And there you go again hormones acting up again.

Midnight quickly calmed you and took you and eri to aizawa. When you arrived you slammed the door open and look at aizawa while his class looked at you.

“Deku!!!” Eri shouted running up to him and hugging him.

You let him and eri talk while the rest of the class still looked at you.

“Mr. Aizawa who’s that?” A boy with yellow hair asked. Aizawa takes a deep breath and says.

“That’s my wife” he said annoyed already knowing what they were gonna do.

“THATS YOUR WHAT” they all shouted in sync.

You gave aizawa his lunch as eri came running back up to you letting you know she’s ready to go. Before you left you gave Aizawa a kiss on his cheek and he turned bright red. He sighed loudly before scolding you about how you should be resting at home. Of course you ignored him and grabbed eri’s hand and off you went, silently giggling hearing aizawa’ s class start freaking out about how he had a wife and didn’t tell them.

You knew today was a good day.

Or not.

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I love aizawa he’s one of my fave characters

Here’s a gif of him

Remember don’t be afraid to ask me anything 😚

Btw have yall heard a song named let go by ark patrol it brings 2020 vibes

[mypimpademia]

….ive been obsessed with the cat parent trope lately- …cat dad! aizawa 🤨🎤

(Btw: Can Eri be included? He adopted her and he’s also dadzawa because of her and the five cats he has 🥹)

— Cat Dad

Cat dad!Aizawa x gn!reader

TW: None

⇶ When you’re in a relationship with Shouta, you’re in a relationship with his cats too

⇶ And of course his sweet little adoptive daughter

⇶ When people ask him how many kids he has, he says 6

⇶ He did always strike you as a cat person when you first met him, but you didn’t expect him to like cats that much

⇶ If his cats don’t like you, he won’t like you either

⇶ He liked you regardless, but when his cats liked you too he liked you even more

⇶ And when Eri liked you? He honestly thinks that’s the moment he fell in love with you

⇶ He takes good care of Eri and his cats

⇶ Always feeding them well and tending to all their needs

⇶ Eri often comes into work with Shouta because her quirk still needs training, but Shouta always sneaks in a cat via sleeping bag for emotional support

⇶ And if he can’t do it, asks you to bring one in

⇶ Her favorite cat is basically her twin, with grey fur and red eyes

⇶ The car had a name, but it’s been long forgotten because Eri simply calls him “kitty” so you and Shouta do as well

⇶ There’s also an orange tabby that has a tendency to follow you around when you come over

⇶ Other than that and Eri’s Kitty, they all flock to Shouta

⇶ During dinner, he always throws them scraps of food even though he buys super expensive food for theme

⇶ They’re all very well trained, and aren’t aggressive unless provoked

⇶ Shouta doesn’t like for them to be on furniture, but Eri insists that Kitty sleeps in her bed with her, so he has a designated spot at the end of her bed

⇶ Shouta also falls asleep on the couch most nights, which leads to the cats sleeping all over him, which he doesn’t mind because they’re not technically on the couch

⇶ There’s one on his head, another on his chest, and two on his thighs

⇶ You all go on walks together with the cats

⇶ You take a wagon with you for when Eri gets tired of walking, or even one of the cats

⇶ Shouta spoils them a bit, so they can get a bit lazy and sassy😭

⇶ They meow at you if you tell them to not do something, as if they’re arguing

⇶ Eri tries to feed the cats things they can’t really eat, and you and Shouta always have to explain why she can’t do that😭

⇶ But you at least let her feed them skim milk from time to time so she can feel better

⇶ Loves his cats, loves Eri, and loves you 🫶🏾