#i want him to be my sleep paralysis demon LMAO

[nekojaf]

@madcatdaderpydrawer-blog He's so gosh freaking darn cute and easy to draw. My favorite. I had to draw him in some fashion too cause yes.

Guys go check out @askthevoidking and adore this lil bean.

[rosy-crow]

*clears my throat* One of your girls, Azula for the heacanon ask game

( @izunias-meme-hole )

YESSS 😈😈😈

Headcanon A:  realistic

Azula lived in secret terror that her father would kill her if she failed him. If she was willing to hang the threat over Zuko’s head and believe it, then what made her think Ozai wouldn’t do the same to her given the right reason?

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious

Azula actually liked the turtle-ducks at first, but she saw the mother ducks snip at her when she got too friendly with the babies and the feeling of being snapped at by yet ANOTHER mother creature made Azula start wanting to throw random shit at them lmao.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends

Azula rarely had nightmares, as she was pretty damn good at suppressing her fears and negative emotions, regulating them in every corner of her life. But on nights when she felt that her father’s approval was lacking, when the fear started to creep in, she would experience sleep paralysis. The demons in her head always had the face of her mother.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.

REDEMPTION IS NOT OUT OF THE QUESTION FOR AZULA SHE IS ONLY FOURTEEN AND HAS SO MUCH TIME LEFT TO CHANGE AND GROW AAAAAAAAA

[hendrixthepolitesnake]

Shitpost

(heres a shitpost since I don't update a lot)

Giyuu definitely is the type not to talk to you but he be watching you from a distance I actually feel like he would just sit quietly in your room while you sleep and you don't even know his ass is there 💀 like he just likes your presence

Shinobu on the other acts how she is in the anime but like she'd probably come into your room in the middle of the night your knocked out cold from the sleep pill she put in your tea I feel like she'd rub your brown skin because she loves it 😶

Misturi she is a very shy but bright person but I'd definitely see her just stalking you or finding ways to see you all the time like girl I know you love m/n but damn Obanai real life would probably killed us by now but anyway she definitely gives you mochi with cute but creepy little notes 😀

Rengoku he's literally like a fucking owl seriously like his eyes just be staring in yo soul like damn nigga blink 😭I know he be smiling like he just tickled ya bootyhole and you didn't know like it's funny af 💀 and don't let me get started I bet when he kisses you on your brown skin or lips he's say umai! Every damn second

Sanemi he's The type to always have a aditude but when you actually ingore him and act like he's not there he's butt hurt like you know what you are doing too he's all in your lap trying to get your attention and you just like 👨🏿‍🦯 reading your book ☠️

Tengen oh this mf is freaky you could be doing the most innocent shit in the world and he thinks you want fuck or sum shit like boy if you don't go to your damn hot ass wives stop being freaky for once lmao he'd definitely try to make you hard so he has a reason to get fucked or something maybe even trying to bribe you using jewelry 😶

Gyōmei man I love this big giant but low-key he's scary at night like imagine you dead sleep comfortable as hell then you hear some deep as praying I know damn well I'd probably be scared as fuck thinking it's my sleep paralysis demon 😭

Yoriichi he's the definition of nonchalant like damn can't even get no love fr but gets all jealous and shit when you talk to someone or hug a friend like wasn't you just ignoring me tf 🧐how is that possible like bitch u thought you didn't care? Then here we go now you wanna be all possessive like wtf 🧍🏿‍♂️

(I'm sorry but I don't want to do the uppermoons and muzan dawg 😭 take it or leave it ☠️)

[daytaker]

Could you perhaps write something where gn!mc is just,,, a complete asshole. Fully standoffish and rude, I think it'd be hilarious [bonus points if they have a traumatic backstory for WHY]

No bonus points for me because my asshole MCs exist in a state of suspended animation and they're just like this Because They Are.

Now, I go on and actually explore my idea from an earlier prompt that MC being standoffish would derail the entire plot of OG Season 1 since it requires them to help Belphie get out of the attic.

And if you're wondering, yes, Solomon is quoting KJV Book of Revelation at the end there.

How Your Year-Long Vacation In the Devildom Ended in the Apocalypse

or; Asshole Standoffish MC says what?

Ship: None Word Count: ~1.3k Triggers: Uhhhh... (points to the title)

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You're not here to make friends.

And you're definitely not here to date any million-year-old demons who look like they stepped out of the pages of Esquire.

You're here because you're Fate's favorite bitch, and apparently you haven't been suffering enough lately.

So you go ahead and announce all that to your host family the first time you all sit down for dinner.

"...Are humans like that?" asks Asmodeus, looking between you and his brothers. "...I...I don't remember humans being like that."

"Wow. Okay," says Leviathan, staring at his Switch. "First of all, what's your damage. Second, you should probably find the demons who are interested in dating you and let them know, lmao." He fist-bumps Mammon without looking up from the screen.

"What's Esquire?" asks Beel.

"I'm gonna go eat in my room," you say. "Goodnight."

As you leave, you hear Mammon mumble, "Well, they were right about being a bitch."

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Things aren't any less irritating at that stupid school. Honestly, who names a school after themselves and the fact that they're royalty? Was he just trying to make an easy acronym? Seriously. 'Royal Academy of Diavolo'.... It makes you cringe, hard.

So you sit in the back of all your classes and doodled your favorite sleep paralysis monsters getting closer and closer to the foot of your bed over the course of the day. You're just getting to where you can see the empty white scleras staring up at you when Dumb, Dumb, and Dumber turn up, A.K.A. the other exchange students, A.K.A. Simeon the Angel (dumb), Luke the Baby Angel (also dumb), and Solomon (dumber), the immortal human sorcerer and also the ancient king of Jerusalem? (Like, that Solomon? What the fuck, why does he look like a twenty-three year old anime boy?)

"You must be the newest exchange student," says the tall angel.

"Yeah, and?" you answer.

"Hey, you don't need to be so rude to him!" says the baby angel. His voice makes you want to throw yourself into a furnace.

"Yeah, and?" you answer again.

"Haha! So the new student has some spunk! I like that," says the Biblical king.

"Why are you all bothering me? I was drawing my sleep par--"

"We should all hang out at Purgatory Hall sometime," suggests Simeon, proving he hasn't been paying attention. "By the way, why did Diavolo end up putting you in with the brothers instead of situating you with us?"

"Because I walk around naked at night and I don't care who sees, and there's a child in your dorm."

"Really?" asks Simeon, covering Luke's ears. "Why do you do that?"

"Because fuck you, that's why. Leave me alone."

"I don't remember humans being like that," murmurs Simeon to Solomon as they walk away.

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"I'm a human too," says the demon in the attic.

"Uh-huh," you say with undisguised skepticism. "And you want me to forge pacts because...?"

"Because then you can release me. Us humans have to stick together."

You let that hang there for a few seconds before dropping the ax.

"...So I know you're Belphegor. Because your fucking picture is up in the house. You absolute moron."

His expression drops.

"You idiot. You lying shit. Don't waste my time like this again. I'm not forging pacts with any demons. I know you missed my first dinner here, but to sum it up: I'm not here to make friends."

"I don't remember humans being like this," he mumbles to himself. "Wha- hey! Wait! Where are you going?! Come back! Come- come back!!!"

-----

It's Diavolo's birthday party, and Lucifer forces you to come.

By that, I mean he physically picks you up and drags you there while you struggle and rage.

"I don't remember humans being like this," Diavolo says to Barbatos with some concern as he sees you carried thrashing through the entry.

"Oh, they absolutely are," argues Solomon. "I only calmed down after I'd been around about a hundred years. But for their stage of development, I'd say they're pretty much par for the course."

Barbatos stares blankly at Solomon as Diavolo nods sagely. "I see, I see... I suppose I'll have to keep that in mind when selecting our next exchange student."

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"Finally! The year is almost up, which means this loser's going back to the human world, and Belphie's gonna come back home!" cheers Mammon.

"Very expository of you," Satan replies dryly.

"Oh, Belphie is Belphegor, right? Your youngest brother?" you ask, looking up from the knife you've been sharpening. It's one of the chores you reluctantly accepted over the course of your stay here. You're taking care of your knife duties while brothers 2 and 4 cook dinner.

"Uh, obviously," snorts Mammon. "Why, what do you care? You'll be gone before he gets here."

"I forgot I never mentioned this to any of you. He's in the attic."

Mammon and Satan stare at you. Mammon chuckles nervously. "Whaaa? Don't be stupid, there's nothing up in the attic. Lucifer doesn't even let us go up there."

You stare back at him, unblinking. The two brothers glance at each other.

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You sit on your suitcase in the front hall of the House of Lamentation as the place goes up in flames.

Beelzebub is in a mindless rage, cursing Lucifer and breaking down walls. Every now and then, the entire house rumbles, indicating its structural integrity is just that much less solid.

Leviathan summoned Lotan in a moment of panic when Mammon kicked his door in and announced that Belphegor was going to war against the human world and Lucifer and Diavolo and he'd better pick sides before he got drafted, so the entire ground floor is soaked in a few inches of water and tentacles keep reaching out from the depths of the house. You swat them away whenever they get too close. You're not sure where Levi is now, but based on the fact you can hear Mammon screaming and pounding at the bathroom door, you can make a good guess.

Asmodeus released Cerberus from the basement after charming him, and when he realized the dog was too enraptured to obey Lucifer, the pressure got to him and he fled. Now the two are on the war path to Majolish, because 'all this drama is stressing [them] out' and 'this is how [they] cope, okay?'

Lucifer is grappling with Belphie and Satan, who, upon hearing that Belphie intended to rebel against Lucifer, joined his cause. He keeps trying to bang their heads together; you can see it happening in front of the fireplace down the hall. But Satan's tail keeps slashing at him like some sort of prehensile melee weapon and it's clearly at least somewhat effective.

Looking up, you see what appears to be a pair of dragons grappling in the sky, and all around you are the sounds of screams and sirens. The earth rumbles around you, and even the stars seemed to be falling from the sky.

"I can't believe you did it!"

You turn around in surprise as the door opens. Solomon stands there, beaming at you like a proud father. "You really did it! You broke the sixth seal!"

"Sorry, what?"

"'And I beheld when he had opened the sixth seal, and, lo, there was a great earthquake; and the sun became black as sackcloth of hair, and the moon became as blood!'"

"Sorry, what?"

The roof begins to cave in, so you step out of the way, and Solomon laughs maniacally.

"It's still going! 'And the great kings of the land said to the mountains and rocks, "Fall on us, and hide us from the face of him that sitteth on the throne!"'" Another chunk of the ceiling crashes directly in front of you.

"Are you high?"

"Yes!"

"Share."

So we smoke a joint, staring up through the broken roof into the starless sky, watching demons and brawl, awaiting the breaking of the seventh seal: silence.

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

Trapped Inside A Scapegoat: Astral Traveling & The Truth About Certain Demons & Entities

So I wanted to bring up some things about demons, lower entities and the dream states that we fall into when we are asleep in the night. I will never forget my first encounter of seeing the unseen, but one particular story I have in mind puts me back into a spell.. Its like a hazy feeling, I never knew how to explain the things that happened but it scared me to the point that I could never sleep past 2:30, and if I was still awake I stayed awake until dawn. Boy, high school was a drag.

Just an fyi, if you dont believe in spirits or the spiritual realm then this isnt for you. k? k. <3

On these nights I couldn't sleep, it would be because of the sleep paralysis that would happen and the weird energy I would be forced to recognize during these hours. As well as seeing things that just did not make sense, I would look at the clock to see it was either 2 am to 4 am. Never an in between.

So, I wanted to go in with a little story time, maybe this will help me unbox some things that happened. Because after a long ole while, after this event, my life changed... seemingly more depressive, and anxiety would be in the forefront of my reality for a long while.

Back when I was a teen, I remember cakin' on the phone with this one guy I had the biggest crush on, and it was around 2:30 at the time. At about 3:00 I told him I was tired and quickly laid down to rest.

So let me give you guys some details. I normally like to rest on one side of my body, typically on the right side and in my room I face the window. So from my memory, our conversation lasted til 3:08. I NEVER forgot the time. Sometimes Im a quick dreamer, so I go to bed pretty easily. Anywho, I remember the dream started where I was in my room. It was really interesting, me and a few people that I knew from high school (and my old school that I had just recently moved away from) were practicing some cheers because we were training to be on the cheer team. It was weird. In the dream some of them had on cheerleader gear, and some of them we're outside the front of my room where I could see them thru the window. The girls told me they would be right back as they we're going to get their things for the cheerleading competition/training, they run out the room and the next thing you here is a bunch of rumbling... theirs voices speaking from around the room but i don't see nobody. next thing you know everything goes black. the blacker it gets the louder the voices... i realize from this point their speaking in an unfamiliar language... latin almost. or whatever they were saying was backwards... at this point i was able to open my eyes and i see a dark figure standing right in front of me. What took me off guard was that its eyes, they we're like stars and had this intriguing shine to it. It was 'bald' but had a human-like body but no mouth ears and barely even a nose... I could feel it touching me, the back of my neck had chills as you can tell thats where it was touching on me. I grew scared but remembered I could get up.

And then boom. I woke up.

But this is what i thought was weird. Remember when I said I was sleeping on my side? I woke up on my back, facing the mirror. I looked at the time and it was 3:16 am.

What. The. Fuck.

I had barely slept? How could that be? All of this happened within a matter of minutes. I was exhausted. I said, 'Was this the devil?'

Quickly I ran into my grandparents room, lmao, yeah I know. I was scareeeeeeeed. My room felt cold after that. I had to go.

And for a while, that wouldn't be my last encounter. I mean, the thing went away, but there was more to come. At this point, I had to face the mirror. I mean literally face the mirror because its the center of the room and my bed faces it. But I had to sleep... This would go on for many months until one day it just.. sorta stopped. I began my journey of law of attraction, numerology, and metaphysics at this point and grew a little happier. So maybe it was destiny.

So let me get into a few things about this dark shadow being and some tips about whats going on:

Mirrors are shapeshifting portals. Their portals to other dimensions. And 'entities' can & will come through here in the access of dreams/illusions/nightmares etc.

3 am is considered the 'devil-hour' - this is when the veil to the spirit realm is unlocked and you can see more outside of the veil.

Fear and lower energies can 'attract' these beings to your door step. They can smell it on you.

That 'shadow' being could be insight to whats deep inside of yourself. Your power. Your Energy. Your light. Even on the other side it's noticed.

So when I seen this being, I was shook out of my mind. But wait.. after moments and time of introspection. I've learned that it's mirroring back at me something I never thought I would ever thought was me.

Months later I digged into astrology, numerology, found some things about angel numbers, started trying to process the spiritual realm much more clearly. Because the thing kept happening to me, and I was always an anxious & yet fearful girl, I knew there was a bit more strength in me.

When the thing came, I was trying to get out a depression when I was at my old school and once I had finally returned back to my hometown I was little happy. But at night, our darkest feelings, our inner shadow shows its weight, and also our potential.

I've tried tapping into that 'fear', and have learned there is so much more about me due to the dreams I've had of my future. It takes me back to the shadow figure from that night. Because why we're you there?

Also, what stuck to me the most was that a friend at the time told me that if you see something like that and it touches you, some sort of witchcraft might be on you... another topic, for another day I suppose.

But it always stuck with me, because... how so?

At the time when I was in high school and seen these weird entities because again, this went on for MONTHS. Every other day and night. I noticed before then I had a fear complex, thats what I'll call it. Always anxious, always sad, always depressed, been that way since a young girl. So now we get to the part where we talked about a trapped consciousness.

Because immediately when that happened, I went straight to church with my grandma ! Lol. No jokes. And later found out it was not the answer I needed. It wasn't working. Not to say going to church can't help or save someone, it just didn't have the answer I thought I needed. I went looking for some time when I would go.

What I want to say is, when you see things you cannot explain. You cannot run to the church, religion, or even a 'savior', because at the end of the day YOU have to learn it. You have to come to terms with it. And I've been learning. So so very hard, and its begin to giving me the dream & insight of what was truly around the corner.

My ancestors dream. Metaphysics, Clairvoyance, My dreams where trying to come thru in the astrals and when you are at your lowest these 'things' can come in and try to warp your mind/gifts/talents/ etc.

The final thing I will say here is that they feed off our spirits because in the lower realms they need 'fuel' to get to 'heaven' and you are the source of that. We the human are 'heaven' and some entities are parasitical and need life force to move to the other side.

So fear, guilt, shame, anxiety, depression etc is one of the lowest frequencies to be on because it is denser and its harder to move 'up'.

And when you live in those vibrations, your blocking your own destiny. Your truth, your light, your power all is unlocked once you move past it.

Another thing I will say is that not all 'lower entities' are evil. But for the sake of talking about demons and entities, I will save that for another post, to leave out any confusion.

[eorzeanpages]

Something Personal About Me That Still Somehow Ends Up Being FFXIV Related Because Of Course

So I have osteoarthritis in my neck which presents as moderate-severe spinal stenosis at c4-6 on the left side.

For those who want the tl;dr that's not medical terms, my vertebrae are crushing the nerves coming out of my spinal cord to the left, midway up my neck or so.

This presents in a lot of problems, the most relevant bit to this story is that if my nerves get extra pinched by me holding my neck incorrectly, I get intense dizziness, nausea, extreme sleepiness, and I enter this weird psychosis state where I can't move but hallucinate vividly.

And I ended up with a sleep paralysis demon, which yes is a real thing if you have sleep or psychotic disorders. He was like Gollum if Gollum was super stretched out and had wings. I started calling him Hat Man to the group chat, after the benadryl Hat Man post.

Then my sister said, "lmao he should be Amon if he's the hat man, you'd never be afraid of him"

You can, with effort and meditation, change the appearance of your demon.

...

Anyway sometimes when the pain in my neck makes me want to black out, I start vividly hallucinate Amon of Syrcus Tower, stupid hat and all. He stands by my bed staring at me and I laugh at him.

The End

[complicitsacrilege]

Armand for the character thing of course

Of course 💖 because the gremlin is obviously the best

Sexuality Headcanon: so I HC that Armand's sexuality is... Weird. He is bi, but his sexual preferences are almost entirely based on blood exchange (assuming vampires can have sex. If not, that's irrelevant anyway). Sex isn't nearly as provocative for him as the act of being in control and observing before participating only to drink blood from his partner(s). Sex is just a bodily function, but blood exchange is the real pleasure for him. Both in a sexual way and in the kill.

That goes without saying, he almost never gives his blood to anyone, though he'll drink from anyone he wants. Canonically, to my 1am brain's recollection, he only shares his blood with Marius and Daniel (possibly Louis, depending on show or book canon), and he offers Lestat his blood.

Gender Headcanon: Armand is trans. That's my big gender HC for Armand. But honestly he forgets he's even trans because it just doesn't really matter for vampires at a certain point?? Like what does it matter what's in your pants or whatever unless you're entangled with the human perspective on desire? His gender is Armand, The Vampire. That's it.

A ship I have with said character: so besides the obvious Devil's Minions, I also ship him with Santiago and a couple others!

A BROTP I have with said character: they never really interact but Mael & Armand would be gremlins together and you cannot convince me otherwise lmao

A NOTP I have with said character: Armand/David. Honestly, David with anyone.

A random headcanon: Armand is basically everyone's sleep paralysis demon at Trinity Gate. He just kinda shows up and stares at them like 👀 hey kid, u got gamez on ur phone?

In the show verse, he does this frequently to Daniel when he's trying to have a peaceful rest in his locked bedroom. After he reveals himself of course. Before that point, he'd just creepily watch Daniel sleep a la Edward Cullen from the corner of the room and leave before he's really noticed. Though Daniel swears he saw someone looking at him from the closet one night.

General Opinion over said character: I think in general, Armand is very misunderstood. He's a very easy character for people to project trauma and relate trauma to - for better and worse. That said, I would die for him.

[inkedinfusions]

I had a physics exam.

Let's hope I got at least above 70(⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠)

Anyways! The key

Yes....yes...YESSS!!

Sorry I sound demented,but the point is YES

AHHH WE GOT GABI,FALCO AND WE MET THE WARRIORS,ZEKE WAS UNEXPECTEDLY LIKE A BIG BROTHER FIGURE AND IT FEELS SO IN CHARACTER IN ALL HONESTY (he has to let out those big brother energies somehow and Eren isn't here :))

Oh and we met Yelena....yey.

AND HOW READER WAS HANDLING EVERYTHING WAS SO SAD! AND UNDERSTANDABLE AND HOW NERVOUS SHE WAS GETTING WHEN WAITING FOR ZEKE MADE ME NERVOUS TOO AND IT FELT LIKE A JUMPSCARE WHEN ZEKE DID CAME AND I WAS LITERALLY ROLLING IN MY BED FROM SIDE TO SIDE WHILE NERVOUSLY READING AND JUST WAITING FOR WHAT ZEKE WILL SAY TO READER

Reader is honestly so hilarious at times though XD

Zeke: so you know my euthanize plan,so you agree with what am doing?

Reader: Yes (what he doesn't know is that am agreeing with him sticking with canon so I can predict his actions and deal with him)

And then we got on the boat to go to paradis and reader got smuggled like she's contraband XD

PLEASE AND HOW SHE WAS WAITING FOR EREN TO LIFT THE SHIP UP LIKE 'eren lift it up buddy,you're killing me here' 'i get motion sickness so better hurry up'

AND THEN WE LEAVE THE SHIP AND MEEEET EREN!! (Before reading all the chapters I've actually only read 8 9 10 but I still want to talk :))

I swear that no matter what timeline,what universe.eren will always have the worst first impression ever it's almost a talent (his first meeting with armin which I've talked about before,his first meeting with Mikasa where he kills two people ect)

The guy standing there like slenderman, being ominous and then saying

Eren: I know you 🧍‍♂️

Reader : ????? Yes?????

Eren: you know me too

Reader : wh-!?

Eren: don't try to deny it

Reader: ?????yes???

WE HAVE HANGEEEE!!!! AND LEVI TOO AHHHHH I LOVE LOVE LOVEEEEE HOW THEY WERE WRITTEN AND THEN THE MEETING WITH THE 104TH CADETS MADE ME GENUINELY NERVOUS

jean: no last name?

YES JEAN,NO LAST NAME WHAT'S IT TO YOU???? WHAT IF I WAS AN ORPHAN JEAN?? EVER THINK ABOUT THAT??? WHAT IF THE SHEER UTTER TRAUMA COMES BACK FROM YOU ASKING??? THEN I GO INTO COMA AND THEN THE FUTURE IS RUINED,DID THAT EVER CROSS YOUR MIND JEAN?????

(I love jean,but he legit made me so sad because reader got sad :'))

Eren is so funny here too XD

The 104th cadets looking at Eren when reader says something she definitely shouldn't know

Eren: she knows stuff :)

AND THEN WE GO TO SLEEP,OUR NIGHTMARES AND SLEEP PARALYSIS DEMON GREETS US AND WE SPRINT OUT! AND EREN...please eren

Eren: I heard something happened (my guy is just waiting for anything to happen just so he'd get an excuse to talk to reader)

AND I LOVE HOW EREN HELPS READER,AND THEN THEY TALK ABOUT WHAT HE KNOWS AND STUFF

At least even Eren seems surprised at what reader knows,watch her one day knowing stuff that is irrelevant to the future but also she must know it for a reason right?? (No Eren she just went to the wiki and trivias to know more and understand your character more,and that your blood type is B)

All in all I enjoyed the key very much :D

Physics and I have a toxic relationship lmao. Like,,, in theory I love it! but for a grade? 0/10 do not recommend, but I'm never probably taking a physics class again. I hope you get that above 70!

Im surprised about Gabi tbh lmao, at the beginning I didn't expect for her to come so naturally to me. Reiner too! Somewhere theres a post about me lamenting that I can't write him well - although that was probably because he wasn't planned. He just kinda appeared in the middle of a chapter and I was like... ok, ig we are doing this now?

Yelena! She scared the shit out of me when I watched the anime lol. Def interesting to think about her and her future role heehee

Zeke!!!! Love that man hes my favorite but I also don't like him a lot HHAHAH theres just something that makes me want to put him in a jar and shake him around to see how he reacts

Eren continuing with the trend of creepy first introductions. Wait I just realized that Y/n has a very bad track record. First creepy Yelena, then Eren standing there

LMAO SORRY I love Jean but he would

Everyone sideyeing y/n after she references something from their cadet days she DEFINITELY shouldn't know

Just leaving on the table that y/n didn't tell Eren everything lol

Thank you for your ask!! Im so glad you enjoyed it despite,,,, yknow,,, zeke and yelena HAHSA

[blog-moved-lol]

Nightwolf - Goddess of Creation

[BLANK]wolf - God of Creation

Abigail - Engineer working in a clock tower

Alyak - My mom's druid DND character (Witch biker chick)

Venus - Alien scientist studying humans

Axel - Ex-military cat boy

Chronos - God of Chaos

Debra - Scientist that may or may not be a robot

Soren - My rouge DND character (Also one of my comfort characters)

Nyx - Silly little sleep paralysis demon that lives in a human's closet

Alistair - You get exiled out of ONE kingdom, and you become emo smh

Oliver - Totally wasn't (he was) a fighter in the colosseum once, and also totally didn't (he did) kill his boyfriend's parents before they started dating (To be fair, he didn't want to)

Dasher - Comet's brother. He's really chill lmao

Winston - OTHER engineer that works in a clock tower. Also an inventor

Comet - Best boi <3 (Another of my comfort characters; Probably my biggest because he's based off of my favorite IRL stuffed animal)

Simon - Human wizard who sucks at magic anyway, but he's in a poly(?) relationship with Night and [BLANK] so him being weak is fine hehe

Fallen - One of Debra's escaped experiments (He's a child)

Hawk-Scythe - Goofy lil' super villain

Skull-Sight - Goofy lil' superhero

Kaleb - His red ears, horns, eyes, mushrooms, and tail floof change color depending on his emotions, and I am in love with him.

Liam - He's got a mouth on his stomach and that's really his only interesting feature tbh

Fredrick - Little bat boi with hurt wings and a shark hoodie. He's basically Axel's adopted child <3

Sebastian - Another silly lil' sleep paralysis demon, but this one is a smart boi who lives under the bed of the same human that Nyx deals with

Icarus - The king of the kingdom that exiled Alistair. I hate him.

Vincent - The one who framed Alistair to get him kicked out. I also hate him.

[bluehwale]

the first thing i always do right after waking up is thank the universe that we’re married 🤭 (if u ever end up in jail, i’d be the first one to bail u out; if u ask me to bury a body, i’d buy the best shovel out there; WE 4LIFERS🤞)

joong is very coolio 😎 on the outside but on the inside, he just wants someone who can appreciate his inner babygirlism 💔 also, yes tiana best princess!! 🗣️ the soundtrack for tht movie is forever unmatched (i also hv a crush on prince naveen)

I PAT MYSELF ON THE BACK AFTER WRITING SEONGHWA’S tiny “do i really look like an angry bird” 😞 im so down bad for him 😞 but yes, he’s besties with his sleep paralysis demon actually (real)

yunho rlly gives off overeager puppy vibes sometimes so i HAD to write him as the simp 😭🤚 i feel like hes also that one student who shows up to class with a mf toolbox thats filled with colorful pens and sticky notes and every other stationery no one needs

IM SORRY OK IM ALSO SUFFERING i too would abandon my apple ecosystem just for android! yeosang 😞 (dont worry bae i laughed at ur joke, I GOT UR BACK)

cookie dough > mint choco chip IM SORRY SAN (it was yeo’s first day and he immediately quit after LMAO i mean i dont blame him, food service looks like it’s actual hell on earth)

i LOVE all ur reactions pls u’re so funny (ily) but mingi’s “the roommate fucker who likes to walk around buttass naked in a strangers house” JDNDDNSNSJSH I CANTT also 🤨 what was that 🤨 not me catching u SLIPPIN 📸🤨 (i’d also **** his **** WHAT i mean—)

nah wooyoung definitely shook his booty a couple times to cupid but it got so overplayed he got sick of it 😭😭 nO but rlly i had to rewrite cupid! woo 6 times and this one is actually the least angsty out of all of em 😄😄😄😄

FRAT BOY JONGHO GOING HAM AT AN ELDERLY COUPLE??? BSBDBBSSB I CANT STOP IMAGINING IT NOW I HATE U (AFFECTIONATE) i love him

ZERO I LITERALLY L WORD U LIKE I LOVE U TYSM FOR READING AND REBLOGGING AND UR REACTIONS OMG IM IN LOVE AND I HOPE URE HAVINF A GREAT DAY ILYSM <3

I loved that unconventional meeting post could you maybe do a post where they realize that after meeting you for the first time that they might have a crush on you ?

ateez realizing they have a crush on you!

part 2 to unconventional first encounters with ateez (please read this first!)

pairing. ateez x reader (specifically f! reader for seonghwa & jongho)

genre. fluff, humor, teeny tiny angst if you squint

warning(s). injuries, drinking, mint choco ice cream slander, some of the endings are half-assed im sorry

word count. 8.1k oopsies

note. tysm for sending in this request!! and i'm so sorry it took so long to get to you </3 im an ungifted burnout kid so i write and think at a snail's pace lmao bUT i hope u enjoy this one :-D (feedbacks and reblogs are greatly appreciated! ily all muah)

masterlist

kim hongjoong

here's the thing about hongjoong

he can be really cool with his skateboard and his obscure music taste and whatnot

but

he can also be a little bit out of tune with his feelings (this is a certified testimony from his self-proclaimed best friend, wooyoung)

it's obvious from how he has heart eyes for you but wouldn't make a move

"so when are you taking yn out on a date?"

hongjoong's skateboard halts in an abrupt stop after he suddenly plants a foot on the concrete to take a look at wooyoung as if he's grown two heads. "when am i what??"

and wooyoung’s just kinda staring him down like man, you can't be serious rn,,,,,

everyone and their mothers in this skatepark probably knows that hongjoong is basically head over heels for you because

it's just that obvious!!!!

and wooyoung has to resist from pulling out all of his hair in frustration because the man in question is eyeing him as if he’s the weird one

it all started after your Incident™ (you falling on your ass and having hongjoong help you)

you started to frequent the skatepark with your best friend mingi, and hongjoong even mustered up enough courage to ask you for your number one day

and now you both text each other every day >:-D

he even got you your own skateboard

and he also taught you how to skate hehe

he's so whipped

"hongjoong!"

the boy immediately turns to the direction of your voice (he can recognize it even while asleep) and he sees you waving excitedly at him beside an unfamiliar boy with pink hair

unbeknownst to himself, hongjoong's face lights up at the sight of you and he quickly pushes his foot off the ground to skate towards you

"yn!" he hops off his board and pulls you into a hug, inhaling the sweet scent of your hair that makes him feel all warm and fuzzy before involuntarily pulling away to look at the boy with an all black get up beside you. “who’s this?”

“oh! this is seonghwa!” the boy with pink hair nods at hongjoong and gives him a friendly wave in greeting. “he’s mingi’s cousin. he’s visiting for a little while.”

“oh hello, cool skateboard!” hongjoong greets in return, gesturing to the pink skateboard by the boy's feet that contrasts his dark outfit and quiet personality, “i’m hongjoong! i hope we can be good friends!”

maybe not

hongjoong doesn’t know the reason why, but he feels this really uncomfortable sinking feeling in his chest whenever he sees you together with seonghwa

despite his pink hair, the boy looks very intimidating and it seems like he doesn’t talk to anyone except you

and whenever he’s with you, there’s a happy grin permanently etched on his face and you both just look so happy together—

“they probably like each other.”

hongjoong snaps his head to glare at wooyoung who’s munching on a pack of strawberry pocky sticks as he watches you and seonghwa before innocently looking back at hongjoong with a shrug, “what? i’m just saying.”

and hongjoong starts sulking because you know what,, wooyoung might be right :-( 

(you, wooyoung, seonghwa, and mingi actually devised a plan to act upon your crush on hongjoong) ((and wooyoung's role is the catalyst to set the plan in motion))

and you know what,,,, maybe hongjoong does have a crush on you. yeah, but just a little bit—

“oof!” wooyoung winces when he sees you land a particularly harsh fall from your skateboard that leaves you lying face first on the ground, and he scrambles to shove the remaining pocky sticks in his mouth before thrusting hongjoong’s first aid kit towards the shell-shocked owner. “dude, go! this is your chance!”

hongjoong was just zipping up his first aid kit after grabbing his can of antiseptic spray and band aids and was ready to run to you until he sees seonghwa already tending to your wounds as he sits beside you

:-( he’s a second too late

(it looks like you two are talking about something or someone as both of your eyes discreetly flicker to hongjoong (who’s too upset to notice))

what he diD notice, however, is the pack of band aids in seonghwa’s hands

and he kinda has to crouch and put his hands on his knees so that his squinted eyes can see better 

are thoSE

ARE THOSE BLACK STAR WARS BAND AIDS???

he thought cute graphic band aids were his– and only his– thing !!!!

dang it, and they look super cool too !! :-(

his own pack of pink disney princesses band aids fall to the ground as he dejectedly walks back to where wooyoung is and he slumps to the ground to place back his first aid stuff back inside the kit

looks like he won’t be needing them anymore :-(

but he still finds himself heading to where you are, and he can’t help it when he worriedly takes in your scraped elbows and knees that are covered by the black band aids. “are you okay?”

“yeah, i’m good,” you say, and hongjoong’s too distracted to notice you glancing at seonghwa who gives you an encouraging nod. you nervously twiddle your thumbs, “uhH, hongjoong, uhm. listen, do you– i MEAN, would you want to maybe grab some milkshake with me sometimes?”

“oh sure! who else is gonna be there?”

…………..

(on the other side of the park, wooyoung rips out the headpiece that taps into seonghwa’s hidden microphone and almost bashes his binoculars in frustration)

just then, hongjoong feels shivers run down his spine as he feels a pair of dark eyes glaring daggers into his back and he can feel the devil on his shoulder whisper harshly into his ear, “they’re asking you out on a date, idiot.”

(spoiler alert: it’s seonghwa)

“i was thinking maybe it could just be the two of us? you know? aHa but it’s totally fine if you don’t want to—!”

“no nO, of course !!! i’d love to!!!” hongjoong exclaims, shooting up from the ground from sheer excitement at the thought of getting milkshake with you

this is the best day of his life

“great, it’s a date then :-D OH SHIT—”

(another spoiler alert: hongjoong fainted)

park seonghwa

seonghwa can definitely see himself marrying you

but not during moments like this

"shh, don't move."

seonghwa lets out a startled noise when he's suddenly awakened by a weight on him, and he almost screams his head off until his bleary eyes slowly open to see your figure straddling his torso with what seems to be an ice cream stick (?) held in your hand while you inch closer to his face

oh! it's just you! :-D (he thought it'd be his sleep paralysis demon)

it had been your idea to buy a house and live together after he nervously got on one knee on your fifth date; which seems all too soon but it appeases both of your parents enough for them to shut up on the marriage talk, much to your and seonghwa’s relief

and after six months of living together, he's proud to declare that you're his best friend or more specifically, his soulmate :-D

which is why you both are comfortable enough to do oddly domestic things together

"baby," he rasps, voice still thick with sleep, before placing his hands on your hips to circle the skin over your nightgown with his thumbs. he lets slip an amused chuckle when he sees your furrowed brows as he holds you off from coming near him. "what are you trying to do, hm?"

"i'm waxing your brows."

seonghwa's eyes almost gouged out of their sockets

"you're what???" he snaps his head to look at the clock at the far end of the wall, all the while trying to push you off him. "why are you trying to wax my brows at… 2 in the morning??!!!!"

"no, because—" you breathlessly giggle at the panic on his face, struggling to get his grip off your wrists. "you'll thank me for this!!! trust me!"

seonghwa, mortified at the thought of you shaping his brows with only a single ambient light aiding your sight in the dark bedroom, thrashes his legs under you like a petulant child. "i'll have you know that my eyebrows get compliments all the time >:-( !!! now get off me !!"

"huh. they must be lying because you kinda look like the red angry bird, dude :-/"

∑(O_O;) !!!!

the image of the cartoon character pops up in his head; the red bird with thick furrowed brows comically pelting towards a wall of green pigs, stupefying his thoughts

his movements falter

"do- do i really.... look like an angry bird?"

"a cute angry bird," you reassure him, gently running your fingers through his hair when you see him pout after his grip on you loosen and his arms fall limply to his sides on the bed. "now, hold still okay? i'm gonna make you look super pretty!"

you dip the wooden stick into the pot of melted wax in the still plugged-in wax heater sitting on the nightstand, prepping the pink wax around the stick before leaning closer to seonghwa's face

"it's pink?" he softly asks, referring to the wax that he's only just now paying attention to, and you nod in reply

"of course! :-D it's your favorite color."

you miss the endearing blush overtaking his cheeks as you lightly slather the wax on his skin before moving to take a muslin wax strip from the pack beside you

seonghwa's hands are back on your hips (this time for his own comfort) as his wide doe eyes nervously peer up at you who's sticking the strip onto the slowly hardening wax on his skin, ready to pull

"w-will it hurt?"

"nah, you won't even feel a single thing. no need to worry :-D"

rip!

"yAAAAAOOOOOOOOwwWWwWCCcHCHHHHHCH !!!!!!! THAT HURTS !!!!!"

his head twists side to side dramatically and you have to prop your hands on his chest to regain balance on his shaking body and your own from laughing

"you said it wouldn't hurt!" he exclaims with an exaggerated pout, rubbing at the sore skin and his eyebrows furrow when you wouldn't stop laughing. "this is serious! you're hurting your future husband!"

"shut up," you playfully roll your eyes, the smile that seonghwa adores lighting up your face. "don't have to remind me that i'm stuck with your ass forever."

he grumbles, pulling the blanket to cover half of his face and hide the growing smile threatening to take over his face. "i'm calling off our engagement."

you dip the stick back in the melted wax as you hum, "you love me too much to do that."

"that's true."

this time, your cheeks grow hot as you attempt to recover from almost losing your grip on the stick, his statement having caught you off guard. he smirks at your reaction and you playfully swat his arm, earning a small ow! as you sarcastically quip, "how romantic."

you return to applying the wax on the areas of his brows that needs cleanup after your fingers forcefully drag the upturned corners of his lips downwards

"you know... i figured i'll just marry the first person my parents set me up with," he breathes, a soft smile lingering on his lips at your focused expression. "but if it hadn't been you, i'd go through– hm– i’d willingly go through 219 horrible ! horrible ! dates just so i could be with you."

"oh please," you snort, raising an eyebrow at his statement. "you'd probably end up with someone else if you went on 219 dates." 

"you're right.... who could ever resist this scrumptious, absolutely handsome face–"

"i'm gonna make sure the next strip hurts twice as much :-)"

"yN ahaha PLEASE DON'T ahahah I WAS JUST JOKING—"

jeong yunho

"tonight is your first mission."

wooyoung twirls the pointing stick in his hand before slapping it against his open palm, calmly sauntering across the leeway in front of the big whiteboard in the coworking space he rented. "today's topic will cover everything you need to know, so i need you to listen very closely."

amidst the numerous empty chairs behind the large meeting table sits an eager boy with soft brown hair, his wide eyes taking in each and every word on the board while his right hand grips a pen— ready to take notes on the very important lecture wooyoung's presenting today

"but first, a pop quiz!" wooyoung suddenly smacks his pointing stick against the board, smudging the writing that reads dealing with drunk yn 101 written in pink dry erase marker and effectively startling the poor boy from the loud noise

"a- a pop quiz?" baffled, yunho feels the grip on his high-quality japanese brand pen slip. he scrambles over the table littered with his best stationery to prepare a crisp spiderman themed loose leaf paper, "but-but i haven't even learned anything yet!"

"hush, this is to test out your prior knowledge. now, i'll begin with a case study."

jeong yunho, a widely-known overachiever, strives to be the best; especially when it comes to things for you– which is why he currently remains unblinking out of sheer focus on wanting to get his answers right

he has to get it right!!!

"you're both in a cab to go home when suddenly," wooyoung aggressively taps on the stickman drawing that poorly resembles you on the board, "drunk yn sees a claw machine on the side of the road and wants you to win a stuffed animal for them. what would you do?"

what would i do? yunho can feel the sweat beading on his forehead as he desperately racks his brain for an answer that would please the red haired boy who has an eyebrow raised and his hands on his hips

think, jeong yunho! think!

"i would... politely ask for the taxi man to stop and accompany yn to the claw machine—"

"WRONG. ddaeng !!!! man, how are you so down bad– sigh,,,,, dude," wooyoung turns to lean his forehead against the whiteboard and sighs before pulling out his wallet and moves to step out of the room. "i'm gonna extend another hour for this meeting room, brb."

turns out, nothing, not even wooyoung's 4 hour lecture, could ever prepare yunho for havoc personified

a.k.a. drunk you after a night of celebrating the end of your midterms

"noooo!!! oof-" you stumble against your dresser as you try to run away from the wide-eyed boy standing dumbfoundedly in the middle of your bedroom, your bottle of cleansing oil tightly gripped in one of his hand and your cleanser in the other

yunho rapidly shakes his head like a cartoon character to get his muddled brain back on earth when you ungracefully fall onto your carpeted floor and make no move to get up. he moves closer to gently pull you off the floor as he sighs, "you'll regret not removing your makeup when you wake up tomorrow."

"no !!!" you lift your head up at his words, your pleading eyes look close to tears and yunho panics at the sight. "i don't wanna! my eye makeup looks so pretty today!! i don't want it gone :-("

yunho had to refrain from grabbing one of your pillows and stuffing it in his mouth to muffle the scream that almost slipped out at your cuteness

he also almost screamed fuck it! and hop on the bed to cuddle you to sleep right then and there but he remembers that wooyoung would probably be disappointed in him and he also doesn't want you to be uncomfortable from the smudged makeup the next morning :-(

so he stands his ground and tries to think of something that would get your makeup off while still making you happy

"how about we take some pictures?"

and that's how you both end up having a full blown out photoshoot in your bedroom, with yunho lying down on the floor at a funny angle to take pictures of you posing on the bed with your phone while his own phone rests between his armpits (... don’t ask) to shine its flashlight for extra lighting

he can't help his own chuckles from escaping his mouth as he hears your giggles, his chest warming at the sound

after an estimate of 241 pictures taken, you're finally satisfied and allows him to help take your makeup off

"am i doing this right?" yunho nervously asks, gently rubbing the cleansing oil into your skin that slowly blends with your makeup as you dazedly nod, prompting him to take a hold of your chin to minimize your movement and causing you to giggle

"why are you laughing?" he smiles, watching your eyes crinkle as you continue to giggle softly 

"i don't know. i just really really reeeeallly like you."

he knows you're drunk and it might just be a mindless statement and yet still, he can't help but freeze as he feels his heart skip a beat

he stops massaging the oil on your face

you like him you like him you like him you like him you like him you like him you like him—!

“uh,, actually that’s something i’ve been meaning to tell you. i- i like you too—“

“yEah yeah, i know!” yunho feels your hand blindly slap all over his face until you finally muffle his mouth, earning a glare from the boy. “you can tell me that tomorrow. noW get back to cLeansing!!”

yunho huffs and playfully rolls his eyes at you, trying to stop himself from grinning ear to ear while inching you closer to the sink so he can rinse off the oil, “aye aye ma’am.”

“noW uhguh–” you sputter out some water that got into your mouth, earning an oops from yunho, “you have to double cleanse with tHat cleanser,” you point at the tube of cleanser on your sink, “for at least 60 seconds.”

and when he finally lathers the face wash on your skin, he actually starts counting, “one, two, three, four, five, six—”

he'd do anything for you

kang yeosang

there are two things yeosang absolutely hates in this world

number one: your job

“i have to get to work, yeo,” you chuckle, “you gotta let me go.”

the android in question is glued to your arm, refusing to let you out the door by clinging to your arm and snuggling his face into your shoulder in an attempt of convincing you to stay

“You always leave,” the blonde pouts, his eyes glistening at the thought of always being left alone from every weekday morning to wait for you to come back at night. “Why must you go to work? Can’t you just stay here?”

sometimes, you forget that your android is supposed to be a boyfriend android – which is probably why he craves your company all the time

ok you feel a bit guilty now :-(

but you’re gonna have to work because !!! unfortunately, you need money to survive !!!!

“well, unfortunately–” you struggle to untangle yourself from his grip as you try to put on your shoes, “i have to work to get money so that i can buy food to live and pay for my electricity bills that keeps your battery charged.”

he grumbles and lets out a small yelp when you successfully unlatched yourself from him, “That’s so unfair!”

you shrug as your fingers grasp the doorknob to swing your apartment door open, “mhm, it’s called capitalism. see you tonight!”

you come home from work only to find yeosang missing

just as you were about to have your second mental breakdown, you spot a lilac post it stuck to your fridge that reads I’ll be out late. Dinner’s in the fridge. :-) in perfectly aligned and neat handwriting with proper punctuation– it’s definitely yeosang

but where could he have gone to???? you don’t even know if he knows his way around the city !! omg what if he’s lost and can’t find his way back home–

you hear the sound of your front door slamming shut

“Honey, I’m home!”

you immediately rush to your entrance door, ready to reprimand him for going out until so late at night, only to pause when you see yeosang dressed in a… bright pink polo shirt… with a blue apron that covers his front… and a matching blue cap that sits atop his mop of golden hair and wait a minute is that the baskin robbins logo???

“I got a job,” he grins at you, proudly tapping on the circular logo with the initials BR that rests smack dab right above the pocket of his blue apron. “They pay me to scoop ice cream into cups for tiny humans all day! Now you won’t have to work anymore!”

he’s so proud of himself :-D

this way, you won’t be as tired and he also gets to hangout with you all day long at home !! hehe

“you know… if you have a job, that means you’re gonna have to go work everyday,,, so,, you can’t really be with me either way :-/”

his face crumples at the realization

“Do you know the number of the Baskin Robbins down the street? I’ll have to tell them that I’m quitting.”

another thing yeosang hates the most in the world is: you going on dates

“strawberry for golden boy. target located and is currently approaching the table. do you copy? over.”

yeosang can’t really remember why he agreed on showing up with a fake mustache plastered above his lips and a black fedora hiding his blonde hair in the restaurant where you are to meet the guy you’ve been talking to on tinder for days

but anything to make you happy, he guess

sitting in a few tables away from yours, yeosang nonchalantly stirs the spoon in his overpriced cup of hot chocolate as he brings the dollar store walkie talkie upon his lips, “Are the codenames really necessary?”

“…”

he sighs, “Over.”

“of course they are! we don’t want our identities compromised! wait shit he’s getting closer now, i’ll talk to you later. over and out.”

yeosang squints at the guy sitting in front of you, scanning his admittedly handsome face to quickly run a background check on him

.... for safety purposes, of course

choi jongho. born in seoul. went to seoul national university. graduated magna cum laude. is currently pursuing his masters. non-existent criminal record. does environmental volunteer work on a monthly basis. can also ?? break an apple with his bare hands ??

yeosang gulps

this guy is basically perfect

his eyes flits back to you, the sight of you laughing at something jongho said making his stomach churn

and his eyebrows furrow because ?? he’s an android ?? he doesn’t even have an actual stomach so how is he even experiencing all of these overwhelming emotions— oh.

he’s jealous

“—and did you see the way he smiled at me?” you gush excitedly all the way back home, making sure your skips are on par with yeosang’s brisk walk. “he’s adorable! we already planned second date for next week and i’m so excited—”

“52 percent.”

you pause at your tracks, turning to look at yeosang who abruptly stopped walking. “huh? what was that?”

“You’re 52% compatible with Choi Jongho.”

“oh ! i guess that’s not too shabby. although, i thought it’d be a lot higher,” you bring a finger to your chin, deep in thought

“...You’re 96% compatible with me.”

THERE he finally said it

his electric motor is probably overheating from how flustered he is but, according to his system, it’s advised to confess to the person you like instead of holding back your feelings (source: wikihow)

so, he’s doing just that

it’s a good thing that he doesn’t have sweat glands because he’s pretty sure this street would’ve been flooded by now from how nervous he is as he asks, “Would you like to go on a date with me?”

you stood in front of him with your eyes comically widened, and based on your silence, he can kinda guess what’s coming next

aha, looks like he's gonna have to shut down for the next 168 hours!

“I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable, you can forget it. I just wanted to let you know—“ “sure” “—that I like you– ...I’m sorry, what?”

you chuckle at his shocked expression, “i said yes, yeosang. i’ve actually been waiting for you to ask me that.”

(you ended up having to bring yeosang in for maintenance and pay a $150 fee because yeosang literally short circuited at your answer)

choi san

san finds it kinda hilarious how you’ve become his best friend, seeing as you seem to be the complete opposite of him

“what do you mean you hate mint choco??” san gawks, both of his palms lying flat against the glass encasing the freezer lined with tubs of various ice cream flavors as he turns to you with an incredulous look. “how could you even say that?!!!!!”

unbeknownst to san, the blonde baskin robbins employee behind the cashier register scowls at him, annoyed that he’s going to have to clean the fingerprint marks left on the glass

you snort, “everyone knows that cookie dough is superior,” you stick your tongue out at him, eliciting a dramatic gasp from the dark haired boy, “mint chocolate tastes like eating toothpaste with chocolate chips anyway. big yuck.”

“that’s ridiculous!” san, the official defender of the controversial green ice cream, exclaims. “how are you even comparing an oral hygienic product to food?? that’s not fair!! they don’t even taste remotely alike !!!”

“mhm, whatever helps you sleep at night, sannie,” you yawn, purposely flapping a hand over your open mouth to annoy him and you giggle once he starts to pout

“Excuse me," the inhumanely gorgeous cashier calls, surprising both you and san out of the little bubble that seems to form whenever the two of you are together, "are you ready to order? You’re holding up the line.” the blonde says, a grim look on his face

you smile apologetically at the employee who has a blue circular sticker on his uniform that reads new hire and you move to tell him the ice cream you want

while waiting for the employee to scoop your ice cream into a cup, you grimace when you look behind you to see a long line of teary-eyed kids with their glaring parents, probably because it's taking too long to get their ice cream

oopsies

you and san immediately booked out of there after he was done paying

“as i was saying,” san pops in a spoonful of his ice cream before continuing, “mint choco doesn’t taste like toothpaste,” you open your mouth, ready to object, but san took this chance to shovel a spoon of the dessert into your mouth, making you sputter in disgust of the taste and effectively shutting you up, “it’s toothpaste that taste like mint chocolate.”

you pause your steps before turning to look at him in disbelief, “are you even hearing yourself right now?”

he said what he said okay!! and he’ll stand by it ┐( ˘ ､ ˘ )┌

“sometimes…. i wonder what goes on in your brain… because dude, that does nOt make any sense at all.”

ok no, you know what doesn’t make sense?

it doesn’t make sense how san seems to think of you 24/7

when he strolls around the park and sees a golden retriever quietly mingling? that’s you.

the smell of cinnamon and freshly brewed coffee when he steps into his university cafe? he loves it because he thinks it smells exactly like you.

someone’s music leaking through their headphones in the hallways? oh wait, you two blasted this song in his car once.

grocery shopping alone? he better grab some of those birthday cake flavored oreos for you even though he hates them because he thinks they’re too sweet.

it’s just what friends do, right?

“what are we watching tonight?”

ever since you two became friends, it’s become a tradition to hold a weekly movie night at your place

and without fail, san always uses this time to try and convert you to become a mint choco ice cream lover

this would be his 12th attempt

“can we watch inside out?” you say, already munching on your microwave popcorn as you lounge next to him on the loveseat in your living room. “i feel like crying today.”

san almost jumps out of the couch to do his little dance

because you know what they say,,,,,,,,,

when you’re sad, eat ice cream!

and he’s gonna make sure you eat some ice cream, alright!! :-D

specifically, his favorite ice cream flavor that he's got in your freezer :-D

so, in the middle of the movie, right after bing bong tragically disappears into the abyss (san still sheds a tear despite this being his twentieth time watching the film) and he hears your tell-tale sniffles, he dashes off to your fridge and grabs the pint of ice cream he brought for tonight along with two spoons before returning back to stand in front of the tv screen

“fear not!” san announces, holding the pint of ice cream above his head while the other hand that is gripping the spoons is placed on his hip. “i have just the right thing to make you feel better!”

he excitedly pries the lid of the pint open and you groan as you wipe the tears under your eyes, “san, i’m really not in the mood to have mint choco ice cream shoved into my throat today—”

you’re cut off by san almost shooting through your apartment roof as he blankly stares inside the pint, “hUH?”

he furrows his brows when instead of the mint green ice cream, he’s greeted by the thick consistency of creamy soft brown ice cream with chocolate chips

it can’t be

why did he get your favorite ice cream flavor instead of his own?????

he hates cookie dough ice cream, and he’s a hundred percent sure he got a pint of mint choco chip ice cream— wait a minute,

“woah, they’re really everywhere,” san mutters to himself while looking at the shelves as he pushes the grocery store cart, “yn would love this!”

“love what?” his roommate, mingi, pops up, dropping a pack of a party sized barbeque chips into the cart

“yn would love this grocery store,” he says, referring to the newly opened grocery store they're in as he hums, “there's every product that’s endorsed by their favorite k-pop group in here. i’d have to take them here sometime.”

“at this point just date yn already.”

san glares at his friend, blindly reaching for what he thinks is a pint of mint chocolate chip ice cream with the thought of you stuck in his head, as always, “i don’t even talk about them that often !!!”

“sure you don’t.”

“is that…. cookie dough?”

“yeah, i guess— oof!” he falls to the ground when you literally jump on him

“WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY BEST FRIEND?!!!”

after san’s reassured you that he’s still him and not some anti-mint choco san clone, you happily eat up the pint of cookie dough ice cream throughout the rest of the movie while san tries to reflect on the new found revelation that he has a crush on you

now, whenever he looks at you, everything seems to fade away and cartoonish pink flowers would appear around you and start blooming (he also hears a soft tune that goes lalalala~ in the background)

oh, and he also thinks he’d stop eating mint chocolate chip ice cream just to appease you

his friends are right, he is a simp

song mingi

long story short… you decided to move into mingi’s 2 bedroom apartment to escape from your insufferable roommate !! :-D

it had been the boy’s idea because you two meet each other literally every single day and so he thought hey, living together doesn’t sound so bad !!! you should just move in with me!! i have a spare bedroom that’s been empty for a while !! 

and so you immediately packed your things, left your roommate gaping when she saw her previous one night stand awkwardly waving at her as he helped you load your things to his car, and never looked back 

now you’re both currently skipping down the street en route to the local farmer’s market because mingi swears that they have cheaper and fresher produce compared to any grocery store out there

you both stop at the first stall you see

“dude, check it out :O” you point at one of the corns on display, “that one totally looks like nanami :O”

he tilts his head as he tries his best to discern any similarities between the crop and your favorite jujutsu kaisen character………. only to come up with nothing

“hm. i don’t see it.”

“no, no!” you jump up and down, hands flailing everywhere as you try to gesture out corn nanami’s features. “you see! the corn hair is, well, obviously his hair, and the green jacket kinda looks like his suit don’t you think? and oh–”

to any nearing passerby, it seems like you two are a pair of excited newlyweds who were highschool sweethearts as mingi gazes at you fondly as you continue to ramble on about the corn-nanami doppelganger

which sounds totally stupid, but he doesn't mind at all

having been too entranced by whatever it was you were saying, mingi only snaps out of his fixation on you when he realized you caught on to his staring

he clears his suddenly dry throat and his eyes flick to anywhere except you. “ehm, e–EHm yeah right,, i guess he kinda looks like, uh, that corn.”

you playfully bump your side into his arm as you exclaim an “I KNOW RIGHT” and you accidentally start a bump fight when mingi starts practically shoving you back (he sometimes forget just how big he is) and you’re both just giggling at each other like stupid kids until—

“what a good-looking couple! i’ll give you two a discount! :-D”

mingi feels you freeze up against him and shake your head at lightning speed, “oh, we’re not… we’re not a—“

“how much? :-D” he interrupts, wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you closer as he grins at the stall owner who starts cooing

meanwhile, you resist the tempting act of whacking him with your reusable tote bag

and you may be trying to tone down the heat on your cheeks bUT that’s besides the point !!!

you’re not a couple

yet

“how cute!” the stall owner squeals, and you can nearly see the dollar signs in her eyes as gullible mingi fails to see beyond her sly marketing ploy. she hums in contemplation, “hm, maybe i shouldn’t favor you two. wouldn’t be fair for the singles out there, am i right?”

you nervously chuckle, “that’s perfectly fine!” you try to push mingi to move along the market but it’s like his feet are immediately rooted to the ground once he hears compliments directed at you both. “psst mingi, move your ass— aha i’m pretty sure we still have some corn back home anyways—“

“do we really look cute together? :-D”

cue you smacking your palm against your forehead

“why of course!” the woman nods her head eagerly, “absolutely adorable. and especially with a fine handsome young man like you!” she turns to look at you, “he’s a good one. don’t lose him, dear.”

dang, maybe you should ask her which business school she went to because her marketing skills are just straight up fire

mingi knocks his head back as he lets out a hearty belly laugh and if you squint hard enough, you can spot the pink dusting his cheeks. “ah, you flatter me too much, ma’am!.... please tell us more about how cute we look together! :-D”

… he ended up lugging an abnormally large sack of corn all the way home

“people probably think we look like a cute couple all the time, huh?” mingi grins to himself during dinner, eliciting a glare from you as you take another hesitant bite of the… weirdly edible grilled corn salad

your bowls of corn soup and corn rice bowl (don’t ask) along with a cup of sweetened corn for dessert remains untouched while mingi scarfs down his own like a mad man

you don’t even want to know how he’s been surviving on his own

“remind me to never let you grocery shop again,” you grumble, stabbing your fork into the bowl of corn salad as mingi stares at you, finding your anger cute somehow

huh… that’s weird

why does he think your furrowed brows and the aggressive chewing behind your pouty lips are the cutest things ever right now?

uh oh

your heart practically leaped out of your chest as you yelp in surprise when mingi suddenly stands up from the dining chair and sprints to his room without a word

???

you resume back to eating your food

meanwhile, mingi grabs his laptop and looks up a love meter website to calculate love percentage while trying to calm down his erratic heart rate

he quickly types in his and your names into the website and crosses his fingers with his eyes shut as he waits for the results

ding!

he opens his eyes and excitedly reads the words on the screen

90%! Love is in the air!

:-D <3 !!!

“mingi… why are you sitting on my lap.”

“i think i’m in love with you.”

jung wooyoung

“i’m feeling lonely ♫ oh i wish i’d find a lover that could hold me ♫ now i’m crying in my room ♫ so skeptical of love ♫ but still i want it more, more, mOre ♫ i give a second chance to cUPID–”

“sing that song one more time and i will shoot you with an actual arrow.”

“hmph, meanie :-(“

usually, wooyoung would sing along to that stupidly addicting cupid song you always sing whenever you’re with him 

but right now, he’s a man on a mission !! and he’s very serious about it

“i need absolute silence,” he mutters quietly, his eyes zeroing at the very serious task in hand with his brows furrowed in concentration

“you’re being dramatic.”

his head snaps up to look at you with a glare. “excuSe me? i’m sorry that i’m the only one who obviously has a passion for art here!!”

and by art, he means frosting heart-shaped sugar cookies

this is like, one of the first few human activities he’s doing !! so he wants to actually be good at this !! (〃￣ω￣〃ゞ

he doesn’t know why but he really wants to make you proud :-(

you stifle a giggle when you see his hands practically tremble as he continues to squeeze out the pastel pink frosting from the piping bag onto the heart-shaped cookies

how cute

you walk over to him and gently wrap your hand around his that’s currently holding the piping bag with a death grip, making him let out a small yelp in surprise

“you need to relax,” you softly chide, helping him loosen up his grip to gently guide him into pressing the piping bag properly

meanwhile, wooyoung’s trying to refrain himself from jumping out of your apartment window and flying to mount olympus because he can feel your breath on his neck and his heart is beating a little too fast and omg you’re so close to him &:&;;’js!

honestly, this isn’t the first time wooyoung’s felt this way towards you

it’s just,, he just feels so carefree and himself whenever he’s with you 

and also because he thinks you’re the best human ever

and that you have the most beautiful smile

and that if he tries to personify love, the first thing that’d pop up in his head would be an image of you with crinkled eyes and a smile, your twinkly laughter ringing in his ears

but he’d rather let zeus zap him on the butt with a thunderbolt than admit that

“see!” you let go of his hand to excitedly gesture towards the pink cookie you helped him with, “you can do it if you let yourself have fun a little ! this one actually looks pretty decent :-D”

he already misses the warmth of your hand

“are you saying the ones i did before look bad?” he raises a brow, and your eyes nervously flicker to the tray of heart-shaped cookies that looks like it’s been frosted by a kindergartner

you start sweating

“nO of course not aha!!!! haha!!!!” he narrows his eyes at you. “okay not even gonna lie but, they do look kinda bad I’M SORRY”

he huffs, offended. “it's aBstract!”

“it’s lopsided.”

gasp D-:

you laugh when he aggressively rips off his apron before sulking, “i hate baking.”

but he knows that he’d do anything to become human; to leave his cupid errands just so he could be a regular boy who dreams of opening a bakery down the street

and in this alternate universe he’s envisioned, he’d actually manage to do it and that’s where he would first meet you

with his hands coated with flour and him sporting a messy apron, a boyish grin on his lips as he tells you that the small bag of pastry in your hands is on the house and he’d watch as your cheeks endearingly heat up

and then this alternate universe wooyoung would lean against his sleek car as he waits for you outside your apartment for a set date to an amusement park, where he’d win a giant teddy bear for you from one of those rigged game stalls

and he would try his best to make you the happiest you can be every single day

but in this life, he can only distract himself for so long from your fate that's set in stone by the red string intertwined on your pinky finger that stretches out long and far outside your apartment door— a painful reminder of the first thing his mother’s ever told him about love,

that it is never fair.

(he looks at his own gray string looped around his pinky with its short length frayed around the edges before glancing over to you who’s packing the cookies in a tupperware for him to bring while he does his cupid errands, and he knows he doesn’t regret falling for you even though he knows how it’ll end.)

choi jongho

“what do you mean you can’t go????”

jongho may or may not have tears in his eyes right now

“look, man. i really am sorry, i know we planned this weeks ago but it’s an emergency,” mingi sighs from the other line of the call, sounding genuinely regretful. “i really can’t go.”

“the new jujutsu kaisen movie drop isn’t an emergency, hyung.”

“it is !!!!!” mingi exclaims, and jongho wonders whether he’s actually a year older than him. “and i have to be one of the first people who watches it so i’m not exchanging my movie ticket for anything else.”

wow

this hurts even more than the top 10 anime betrayals :-( 

“you know what? you should go do it with yn instead. you two look cute together.”

record scratch

jongho almost drops his phone placed on his ear as he feels his cheeks flush a bright beet red. “whAt !!” he squeaks.

“‘kay! i’ll talk to you soon !!!! have fun on the date hehe :-D” beep.

see… the thing is…

jongho really looks up to mingi

he’s his favorite frat brother !!!!!

and so, he finds himself sitting on the couch of your apartment right after the call, obediently following his hyung’s suggestion

curse his soft, compliant heart

“choi jongho, are you asking me out on a date?”

“-!” jongho chokes on his saliva, sputtering out unpleasant noises before bringing his fist to his chest, “n-not a date!” he manages to choke out and you grin cheekily at him. “it’s just a paint & wine class that i was supposed to go with mingi hyung but he ended up bailing, a-and it’s non-refundable and i’ve already paid in full so i’m basically forced to take you instead–”

“yeah yeah,” you dismissively wave a hand at him, already sprinting to your bedroom to get ready. “whatever. i guess i’ll agree to go on a date with you.”

“IT’S NOT A DATE!”

jongho doesn’t know when it all started

after his frat party, you two somehow always meet each other in every party he goes to and you’d both hangout in the corner of the room together, enjoying each other’s company and leaving together when the bass of the loud music finally deafens your ears

and soon enough, you have his number and he has yours, and the party hangouts turn into lunch hangouts that happens almost every day (he looks forward to it and will sulk when he doesn’t meet you at least once a day)

you also like to give him free iced americano and savory pastries from the cafe you work at !! :-D

safe to say, jongho likes you

uH, as a friend !!! of course

yeah

just as a friend

mhm

“psssst, jongho,” you whisper from across the table, stifling a giggle as you eye the other people attending the paint & wine class. “i think you need new prescription glasses.”

“if you ever mention this to wooyoung hyung, i’ll revoke our friendship,” he grits out before chugging his glass of red wine, the tip of his ears flushed red

turns out, jongho had accidentally booked two spots for a paint & wine class reserved for the elderly (which, jongho thinks, is a stupid idea because why would they let old people have a night of free-flow wine????)

the painting instructor actually felt so bad for him that they allowed you two to join the class anyways

so here you are, sitting in the two seat table smackdab in the middle of the room with everyone’s eyes on you

it also doesn’t help that you two decided to dress super fancy as a joke for the night, with jongho wearing a crisp dark gray suit over a white button up that’s barely buttoned and you with a white floor-length evening dress under the apron they gave you

it looks like you both just ditched a wedding or something

which is precisely the look you two are going for !!! :-D 

and honestly, his hyungs can tease him all they want for all the mini adventures he does with you but he’s truly the happiest when he’s with you (he will never say this to your face)

“look at what i painted!”

jongho looks up from his canvas to see you pursing your lips in concentration over yours, your hand tightly gripping one of the paintbrushes as you finish up some small details before turning the easel to proudly present the A4 canvas to him. “tadaa!”

the reference for today’s class is an acrylic portrait of a brown kitten and jongho personally thinks he nailed his own rendition of the painting projected on the projection screen in front of the room so he’s really excited to see yours!!!

uhm

“...........yn, that’s not the painting we’re doing today.”

you nod, “i know.”

on your canvas, you’ve painted what looks like a hut with three beds all in different sizes, a dining table with three different sized bowls of porridge, and a family of brown bears with a little blonde boy—

"did you seriously paint me as goldilocks?”

you grin cutely at him, “i did!” you point at goldilocks-jongho on your painting, “you’re with your bear family now! isn’t it cute? :3”

(jongho’s trying his best to not bash his head through the canvas because !!!! nu uh nope nO, he definitely does not like you !!! not at all !!!! it’s just the wine doing things to his brain—)

“and i also painted the bears’ bed sheets purple because it’s your favorite color! and— oh shit.”

a loud clink echoes throughout the room, making everyone's heads (yes, the paint instructor as well) turn to look at your table

…………………

you accidentally plunged your paintbrush in your wine glass instead of the plastic cup of water beside it

both of your eyes widen at the sight of the purple paint staining the red liquid in the expensive glass

and honestly, you can probably just ask for a new glass of wine and apologize for this tiny mistake and it’ll be like nothing ever happened (except for the fact that you'll be embarrassed for the rest of the night)

but where’s the fun in that?

you exchange glances before jongho abruptly stands up from his chair, grab both of your canvases in one hand, and interlaces the other with yours as you two run out of the room, both of your laughters ringing throughout the hallway

“that’s so embarrassing!” you yelp, slamming jongho’s car door behind you before he turns on the engine, quickly backing up from the parking lot to drive away from the building. you groan as you lean back on the passenger seat, “please don’t ever take me to another paint & wine class again.”

jongho can’t help but chuckle at your flustered expression as he carefully place the canvases on the backseat without his eyes leaving the road, “i actually think that was pretty fun.”

“should we get dinner?”

“sure, i know a place. we could pretend we’re having our first anniversary so that they’d give us free chocolate lava cake.”

“are you just using this chance to pretend to be my boyfriend again?” you tease, trying to hide the smile on your face

“why are you so shy about it? we literally made out once–”

“I TOLD YOU TO NEVER BRING THAT UP AGAIN!!!!”

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say goodnight

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[chuuyrr]

hello!! i saw ur requests is open and i was excited i wanted to ask u this when i saw ur blog(btw ur blog is so amazing it became one of my fav<3) can i ask bby scarlet witch fushiguro just waking up at 3am and waking up gojo just to say they threw up. if yk the meme😭😭 and actually this happened to me last week when baby sitting my cousin lmao thanks!!

scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader wakes gojo up at 3am

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

warning(s): possible spoilers for jujutsu kaisen, mentions of throwing up, dad! gojo panicking and getting scared comically but caring for baby! reader

oh my god, i'm so sorry it took so long for me to write this! ngl this is one of my favorite requests, i've mentioned this before, but the way i experienced and did this last year to my mom except i didn't get coddled.. i got scolded at 😭thank you so much requesting, enjoy anon <3

it was three in the morning, gojo satoru snored peacefully in his slumber with his sleeping eyemask until he was woken up by the sound of your voice calling out to him repeatedly in the dark.

"daddy? daddy, wake up."

the limitless sorcerer sat upright, letting out a small yawn as he yanked the sleeping eyemask that was covering his crystalline blue eyes. rubbing his eyes, his gaze adjusted at the darkness of the room.

"kikufuku? what is it, baby? did you get a nigh—OH MY GOD."

the strongest jujutsu sorcerer felt his heart drop when he saw your shadowy figure standing by the doorframe. the way you stood scared the living hell out of him. you looked just like a sleep paralysis demon with your eyes glowing red in the darkness (you teleported inside his bedroom). before you could even tell him what happened, gojo let out a scream. yes, the strongest jujutsu sorcerer screamed, and it almost came out as a shriek too.

"[NAME]?!" gojo squinted his eyes and instantly clutched his chest, painfully gasping at the sight of you. "IS THAT YOU?"

"yeah, it's me.." you answered rather quietly in response as you watched gojo got up from bed to switch the light on and get a better look at you.

gojo let out a relieved sigh once he confirmed it was really you. the ghost you've been telling him made him jumpy and low-key scared at the thought of a sleep paralysis demon actually existing inside your home, but really it was just geto.

"oh, thank god. you scared me, kikufuku! what's the matter? it's three in the morning." gojo ran his fingers through his disheveled white locks of hair. "did you have a nightmare?"

"dad, i threw up." you admitted, almost shamefully and shyly as you clasped your hands together behind your back.

"YOU WHAT?"

gojo is scared even more now. more than he was afraid of a sleep paralysis demon.

you were instantly picked up and brought to the bathroom. gojo flickered the lights on and immediately got you cleaned up. as he washed you up and helped you get dressed in new pajamas, he couldn't help but frantically bombard you with questions.

"are you okay? does your stomach hurt? do you feel dizzy? do you have a fever?" gojo asked, patting your forehead and neck before carrying you back to his bedroom. "oh my god, this has never happened before. no, megumi never threw up. that's it, i'm calling shoko."

gojo proceeded to call his friend after setting you down on his bed and entering your bedroom to clean up your vomit and put the sheets and carpet in the laundry with a phone in between his shoulder blade and ear.

"come on, shoko. pick up, pick up." gojo mumbled repeatedly as he returned to his bedroom, where you made grabby hands towards him, wanting to be carried.

"satoru?" a tired yawn elicited from shoko who was on the other side of the line. "what is it this time? please don't tell me [name] has a fever."

"SHOKO, [NAME] JUST THREW UP! WHAT DO I DO?"

"SATORU, WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

as you leaned against a frantic gojo who was now carrying you with one arm, it turns out, the reason why you threw up is that you ate too many sweets before you and gojo went to bed. discipline was something gojo lacked, especially when he was down to earth in spoiling you with the things you wanted. after getting yelled at by shoko, gojo got some advice on what to do, which was to not feed you any food or water for thirty minutes, but feed you non-greasy foods afterward, so your stomach won't be empty, and was strictly told to bring you to her for a check-up tomorrow. 

gojo cradled you in his arms, putting away his phone and coddling you. "oh, my poor kikufuku. i'm so sorry. it was daddy's fault. are you okay? you're practically clinging to me."

"i'm sorry i scared you." your muffled voice reached his ears. you had your face buried against his neck with your tiny arms grasping the fabric of his pajama shirt.

"what? no, kikufuku. it's okay." gojo comforted you, pressing a kiss on the top of your head. "we'll wait for thirty minutes, and then we'll eat some crackers and get you some water, okay?"

"m'kay." you nodded at gojo.

"does your stomach hurt?" gojo still felt guilty and ashamed.

"not anymore, but it did when i threw up." you explained to him.

"i should have been there to hold your hair up and rub your back. god, i'm so sorry. i'm such a bad dad. it must have hurt, yeah?" gojo emotionally muffled his face in your hair, as he carried you in his arms.

once thirty minutes had passed, gojo got you to eat some crackers and gave you some water. after you brushed your teeth, you made grabby hands towards your dad, wanting to be picked up again.

"can i sleep with you?" you asked, looking up to his crystalline blue eyes.

"of course, kikufuku." gojo smiled at you sweetly, picking you up once again.

gojo flicked the lights off and tucked the two of you under the covers. you immediately cuddled up to his chest, muffling your face onto his neck as you held onto him, which your dad couldn't help but coo and smile at.

"are you sure your stomach doesn't hurt or anything?" gojo asked once more, running his fingers through your hair.

you hummed in agreement. "mhm!"

"that's good, but we will still need to go to auntie ieiri for a check-up. okay?" gojo informed you, which you responded with a small "okay" this time.

"goodnight, daddy." you said in a soft spoken yet audible, muffled voice.

gojo gently pulled you away to brush the hair away from your forehead and gave it a kiss.

"goodnight, kikufuku. sweet dreams."

bonus scene:

you were woken up by gojo shifting in his sleep. opening your eyes, half-lidded, you let out a yawn and turned to your father only to see a tall and unfamiliar ghost looming over him. he looked just like megumi, but bigger and buffer. his ghostly hands were holding gojo by the neck angrily with the intent to strangle him.

"you irresponsible dumbass! how could you overfeed my kid sweets, hmm?!"

gojo awoke and immediately sat upright, clutching his neck, before you could process the ghost's words. soon as he did, the ghost disappeared from your sight in a split second as your eyes fully opened. 

"daddy! are you okay?" you sat upright after gojo had and clung onto him in concern.

"i think i was having a nightmare. i just saw toji." gojo took deep breaths before giving you a pat on the head. "don't worry, daddy's okay."

"who's toji?" you tilted your head at the side. completely oblivious at the fact that gojo had just mentioned your real daddy.

gojo interjected, smiling as he sweatdropped. "nothing! nevermind!"

little did gojo know that another ghost had a bone to pick with him too, and this time it was the ghost that watched over you and him, the same ghost with a man-bun. he stood behind gojo with arms folded, fox-like eyes narrowed and burned holes in the back of gojo's head. 

your dead biological father and uncle were and are still watching over you.

[humbuns]

BELPHIE GIVE ME YOUR THOUGHTS

THANKS BESTIES 💖

⭐ Sexuality Headcanon: My favorite terrible bisexual who really doesn't care and will smooch anyone if they give him attention even for a moment

⭐ Gender Headcanon: Super, super nonbinary on my books

⭐ A ship I have with said character: Obviously my own mc and him, first and foremost lmao but squinting, I still think of this:

⭐ A BROTP I have with said character: Any interactions and combinations with his brothers because he just brings a chaotic vibe that drives them insane but immediately makes everyone coddle him somehow (Like i said with the Levi ask, he is constantly pulling the youngest sibling card when it's inconvenient for everyone else and it's never stops being funny to me how his brothers just begrudgingly accept their fate of being Belphie's toy till he gets bored or passes out sleeping)

I do love his and Satan's interactions the most because neither of them share a braincell despite both of them probably being academically smart (they cancel each other out)

⭐ A NOTP I have with said character: Anything with his brothers cause 👎

⭐ A random headcanon:

Three *very* important headcanons to me personally:

1. Belphie is the most inconvenient demon to work with ever, but it's not due to the fact that nothing will get done (while it is still true since he is prone to boredom/sleeping fits and hates working) but because he makes the effort to create these highly specific train of thoughts that does nothing but confuses everyone except him (It is why I feel like, in the ranking of evil deeds done by demons, he usually in the 99th percentile because he would do something that is not typically fiendish but actually extremely inconvenient such as having to wait in really long lines or being left in hold in phonecall for hours and hours that will ruin only one person's day)

2. Belphie equally loves and hates Lucifer so much that it keeps him up at night knowing he won't be able to see him the same for a really long time

3. Contrary to popular belief, Belphie did not *mean* to release a sleep paralysis demon to the human world, it just happened to slip by when the bottle got open when he was fighting with his brothers for eating his snacks and he was trying to curse them

Y'know, just what normal siblings would do 🙄

⭐ General Opinion over said character: At this point, he is my own oc  because I have shaped a specific image of him that I truly refuse to budge on 💀

He's my tiny little creature, I love him and want to throw to the sun

[ashlynniis-bracketeers]

Faust needs to take a self-care day {Guilty Gear}

I got this done last night, but I immediately had to crash to bed afterwards ahsgas I have no clue what to name this.

More Faust, another thing based off of his Strive design. Complicated-ey designs aren't my strong suit. He may technically be less depressed in Strive than compared to his previous appearances, but he still looks like a walking corpse and sleep paralysis demon, which his old acquaintance Testament (who I represented with the angry top hat) 100% would not abide by lmao. He needs a nap, a baker's dozen of doughnuts, and clothing that fits better and doesn't make him the butt of "children's hospital/color theory" jokes. Also, more belts. Two belts on his waist, belts on the sheath holder, belts on his gloves...

I gave him a sheath for Margarita (his scalpel) because I A) Wanted more gold/yellow to balance with the green and B) Felt it'd be weird for him to be waving around his big scalpel without protection, particularly outside of combat. He still holds the scalpel in his mouth and skitters on all-fours when he's in a fight, though. Old habits.

I hope you like it!

Design notes/other info under the cut.

Design notes/Other notes/etc. :

- I gave him a bluish-green main color as a mid-point between Strive and Dr. Baldhead. In all of his non-Strive designs, he's had green on his design somewhere (ML: Primary color. X: Pants. XX: Pants. Xrd: Pants). His "thing" is that he went back to "Square One" and is mentally overlapping a lot with Dr. Baldhead, so I decided to bring back being primarily green with a bit of a blue tint because he does not want to go full serial-killer again. I also removed the red splotches because he's just asking to have the Tumblr "children's hospital/color theory" joke used on him lmao.

- His glove cuffs are longer overall and he can adjust the glove tightness with the belts.

- He has his shirt tucked-in, though it is still rather loose/baggy on him.

- The pack he wears on his belt is much bigger on the inside (...and occasionally spits out straw).

- He got the sheath from ties with the Kiske family. The inside of it has "Margarita" engraved in it near the opening (the name given to the scalpel in pre-release articles for the original GG).

- His voice is less gravelly, but is still rather deep compared to pre-Strive.

- He still has trouble summoning flowers, and he decided to give his sheath floral motifs because he still likes plants. The texture on the very end is based off of sunflowers.

- For the pack on one of his belts, the pin is based off the design present on the front of his coat in Xrd. The handle is a bright red-orange to make it easy for him to see

- He often hangs out with Testament and they like talking about their hobbies/history together.- His sense of humor leans less towards being crass (i.e. Kancho attack) or lolzXDsorandum, and more towards black comedy/doctor humor/gallows humor. That'd basically be the only reason for his Mini-Fausts to still have nooses around their necks lmao. There's a certain flair to laugh at death. I've met a few doctors and they all have some flavor of black comedy/morbid humor and thought it would fit the funny sleep paralysis demon.

[spartanlocke]

thoughts on the season of the lost final, spoilers below

that was a REALLY good quest!! as always the dreaming city is breathtaking and i LOVED getting to jump into saint-14′s bubble again!! saved me more than once lmao.

KELGORATH, RISEN FROM BONES.

OSIRIS MY BELOVED IS BACK. here’s to hoping he finally gets some Ws next expansion. (manifesting my stasis osiris theory...)

i found it very interesting that mara broke her promise to spare savathun but savathun kept her promise to return osiris, and that we can’t tell if that was genuine or just another trick. 

i want mara’s shoes so bad

. . .

now on to the salt: 

Why did bungie think letting anyone in your fireteam skip the cutscene for the entire fireteam was a good idea.

no seriously why. even fucking world of warcraft can let players skip cutscenes without skipping it for everyone else and that game is still using a run-down engine from 2003 i think you can mange the same bungie.

unless that’s a bug? let’s hope so.

also Where is ikora. i’m glad saint was there but Where Is Ikora. osiris is practically her father-figure. where is she. why doesn’t she get anything to say during or after the quest (like “i fucking told you”?) 

and why doesn’t saint have any lines either like he literally thought his lover was dead and he just kinda...stands there. moves a little to the front. then stands there some more.

ok i’m getting a bit nitpicky here but just...who’s going to tell bungie their cutscenes are allowed to be longer than two minutes? all that theorizing and debate and all we get is mara monologuing for one and a half minutes and savathun just goes “poof!” like?? did she die and get revived off screen? did she die?? was she in the prison at all or did she just tell osiris “hey can you hold this worm for me?” and plop him in there? like literally What Happened. it feels like half of the cutscene was cut out and we’re just left hanging. which is the exact same problem shadowkeep had. someone Please tell bungie they’re allowed to have longer cutscenes. 

“they are powerless against MY retribution!!!” said by the woman who had a total of two (2) corsairs guarding her front door and would’ve gotten curb stomped by xivu arath’s army without guardians to carry her. 

then when she gets played by savathun (like ikora said she would) and has no one to blame but herself she just goes “planning is hard 🤷‍♀️”

mara practically fist fighting clovis for that Biggest Clown Shoes award

seriously though i don’t think mara’s gonna be getting a redemption arc next expansion lads.

the face of my sleep paralysis demon

Anyway enough of all that.

HIS BELOVED!!!!!!!!!