#i dont know if u were same as previous anon but

[suhkusa]

hi hi if you’re still taking requests! Suna and you doing the heart lipstick on cheek photo shoot together which turns out cute but rin didn’t realise he took a lipstick that leaves a stain and it doesn’t come off and goes to practice with it

HEART CHEEK TREND W/ SUNA

CW. none just fluff!!

A/N. this is so /.\ if u dont know what trend anon is talking abt, you draw half a heart on ur cheek then smoosh ur cheek with someone else’s (so it transfers) and when u put ur cheeks together it creates a full <3 :ppp

“Rin, look at the pictures!” you exclaim, hand is extended towards him as he swipes through the pictures you two took. He looks half-amused as he views them.

He knows how much you’ve been wanting to do that dumb little trend, but he was glad he could do something as simple as sit still and just smoosh his cheek with yours just to make you happy.

“Looks good, babe,” Suna smiles, he gives you a small kiss on the cheek before staring at himself in his phone’s reflection. “Now let’s get this off, yeah? I got an hour ‘til practice,”

“Mhm! Thank you, Rin!” you glee, putting your phone down to run and grab your make up wipes.

As you gently started to wipe at the half-heart on his cheek, you were happy to see it start to fade. But soon the gentle strokes were not enough. A faint mark was still visible. This led you to use a little bit more force.

“Shit, you’re wiping too hard,” his hand nudges at yours.

“Well- Rin,” you say between swipes of your hand. “This might or might not be coming off of you,”

“What the hell do you mean—”

You swiftly cut him off by grabbing the lip product that he had decided to grab from your pouch. The words LIP STAIN in bolded letters stared back at you.

Maybe you’d just spare him the details and live with the consequences.

———

This is one of the rare times that Suna would be a little bit upset at you.

It’s not your fault, well, maybe it is. Maybe you shouldn’t have a relied on him to choose the right lipstick. It’s stupid though, they all look the exact same. But nonetheless, he now had to go to practice with half of a heart displayed on his cheek.

He’s conscious of himself as he walks into practice. He hopes no one says anything but of course, the twins beat him to the punch.

“Damn, Sunarin, did Y/N beat ya?” The blonde twin notes, his face scrunched up in pity.

“No dumbass, it’s that little trend that’s on Tiktok,” Osamu punches in. “That’s cute, man,”

“Oh, really?” Atsumu’s previous facial expression is replaced by a more mischievous one as he grabs Suna’s face and smooshes it with his own, mocking the trend, “you’re so in looove,”

Suna can feel the heat rising to his face but manages to keep a poker face as he pushes Atsumu away with a breathy laugh.

“Whatever, don’t tease me ‘cuz you can’t find a girlfriend,” he muses.

Osamu hollers as Atsumu makes a sound of offense.

Suna would definitely get back at you tomorrow.

© all writings belongs to suhkusa 2024. do not repost or change.

[kamig4mes]

We need friendship headcannons with kisski and hanma it can be seperated or as an trio,you can make one platonic and one as an love interest i dont really care!!!

I'm still excited that you made this request, anon bc this duo has been making eyes at me these days. I thought about kisakixhanmaxfem!reader. I'm so sorry for the wait!! I hope u like it, nd enjoy it!

#pov: friendship headcanons with Kisaki and Hanma (platonic/love interest)

★ warnings: fem!reader, realistic hc, fluff, funny, friendship, love interest, established relationship, platonic facts, school mention

→ a/n: H&K = Hanma and Kisaki

—friendship (+ platonic facts)!

The three go and return together wherever they go, both boys coming to pick you up at the entrance of your house and leaving you at the same even when classes are over! This pair makes sure you're in one piece by the end of the day.

The races to determine the unnecessary speed between you are never lacking. A few meters to enter the school, Hanma challenges them to a race to see who gets there first and you accept, and as always you do the countdown.

"Alright! in your marks, read-.. HUH?!

And before you know it Hanma took the dirty lead by shooting out first, taking the lead and leaving you biting the dust

"STOP, STUPID CHEATER!"

You run in search of him screaming complaints between laughs trying to reach him while Kisaki just keeps walking at his pace like the normal person he is, catching up with them minutes later.

At least three times a month they attend karaoke together. They try to use all the power of friendship possible to convince Kisaki to go together, trying not to upset him with his nonsense the previous days. After two attempts, the blonde accepts, renting the most minimal time rate they have to stop listening to the stormy concerts that you and Hanma give it.

It's natural for Hanma to bother you every day, almost as if that's his mission in this life. Sometimes it makes you very angry, is Kisaki who intervenes asking to stop. But once both stoics made you cry out of pure rage so you stopped talking to them for a whole week. They both spent that time following you around in silence and apologizing by buying your favorite sweets.

Hanma accompanies you to almost any nonsense you can think of, until it puts the three of them in a bad position. The bicolor loves the adrenaline rush, but if he feels that his asses can end up in difficult problems to handle he absolutely aborts the mission.

H&K are your protectors. Whether with intimidating looks/postures or verbal threats, both guys make it clear to everyone that you are their best friend and they can't try any moves on you. Yes, that's the way they are.

That's why Valentine's Days were really sad for you because, for some alien reason, you didn't receive any gifts or letters that day. Much less declarations of love or anonymous confessions. NOTHING. And the reason is that in reality, H&K were furtively responsible for eliminating (not literally) anyone who tried to make any move on you regarding the date, the two allying themselves to scare away and intimidate.

"I'm sorry, brat" explains the bicolor blocking the way to the classroom to the boy one grade below you "this girl is already busy"

"B-but I-"

"And don't try anything behind our backs, or you won't want to regret it later," Kisaki muttered, making the poor trembling boy pass out loud saliva when he clattered his knuckles noisily.

This is how your two best friends were always there to comfort you and fill that void of the day with walks or gifts only from them.

The three of them would run away from classes, but only when they are extremely bored of listening to the teacher.

H&K care a lot about your health, even if it doesn't seem like it. They offer you water or some nutritious drink, buy you breakfast and even make sure that you don't consume a lot of fried foods or sweets.

Their jobs are close to each other, so it's easy for the three of them to meet at a specific place and then stop by for a drink or just walk home.

—(+) platonic facts!

The first time H&K saw you wearing a swimsuit for a beach meet-up that you organized with your friends, they gasped. Kisaki felt that her face would explode because of how good your body looked while Hanma quickly glanced at you every time you passed by him.

H&K are the kind of guy in love who contemplates you at every opportunity he can. Kisaki by his observant and discreet nature manages to spy without being seen by anyone while Hanma does it blatantly without caring if it's very obvious or not. You actually caught him once seeing you, and his reaction was to let out a little giggle and look away when he realized that you caught him. You could notice the soft blush on his cheeks.

They enjoy taking pictures of you doing random things. Especially Hanma (he has a whole album of you and kisaki on his phone), and only occasionally Kisaki warns for a good take.

"Take out your phone, Shuji"

"Huh? And for what the hell-?"

"Look over there, is y/n"

Kisaki points at you covertly, and the two-tone nods, catching his friend's intention as he quickly pulled out his phone. Seconds later the flash does its job. They both smile seeing you captured on the screen.

"Good angle" celebrates the blonde "very cute.."

"Yea' she looks fcking beautiful"

Yes, whether it's taking you or going to pick you up, taking a walk to the park for a while and things like that, at first H&K keep track of which one of the two has to share time with you. That's why it's not uncommon for you to feel that they take turns.

Kisaki would leave you a lot of small gifts throughout the week anonymously because he is embarrassed to deliver them to you in person. At first you thought it could be a stalker with ninja skills because you couldn't catch him in the act, but soon (and in the dumbest way) you found out it was the blond one (I have a little pov for this hc, I'll upload it after this!)

—love interest!

Hanma calls you "baby" most of the time, and would use adorable nicknames like "babydoll" or "fcking princess" just to annoy you. I'm not sure with Kisaki, I think "honey" might work for him. But both of them, without a doubt, call you "darling" a lot of the time.

Hanma, unlike Kisaki, is more concerned about your feminine needs. I feel like he has a sharper sense for that kind of thing. On the other hand, you can safely entrust the financial part to Kisaki because that man will cover all your whims.

Maximum princess treatment with some moments of rough love (the latter courtesy of Shuji Hanma). They like to pamper and pamper you a lot, just allow yourself to enjoy it.

On dates YES OR YES the three of you go together. And the one who is usually planning spontaneous outings is Hanma. For more important events that require more planning (such as special dates) Kisaki takes care of, for the rest of the outings/appointments he just gets carried away by the rhythm of you two.

Their plans for an intimate afternoon is to warm up the three of them together between sheets and sweets while watching eternal marathons of movies or documentaries (hanma falls asleep after two films and you always wake him up before the marathon ends so that Kisaki doesn't notice).

Their first date as official couples was at an amusement park by your decision. It was quite an exhausting day for the three of them but they would be able to repeat it a thousand more times if with that they manage to see the exact definition of happiness in each other's smiles again.

When you and Hanma start a tickle fight, you run away in the direction of Kisaki's private studio hiding behind him because he never allows Hanma to enter that place. And you know it very well. That place is your safe zone. But once you take one foot out of there your immunity ends, and Hanma makes sure to get revenge by cornering you between the sofa and him with no escape option. Kisaki gives a soft smile when he hears them laughing in the distance.

At the same time, you and Hanma are good partners, teaming up as an unconscious act to make fun of anything Kisaki says or does.

Broadly speaking Kisaki in a refined, calculating, thoughtful, more elegant and formal type than any ordinary person. In this way he manages to keep his surroundings (and his inner world) under control and at peace. But unfortunately Kisaki can not go against the hyperstimulated souls of their partners. So when a situation in which his presence is completely protagonist and necessary gets stressed. Specifically because the ideas you and Hanma come up with can become terrifyingly exhausting for him. Going to fairs, concerts, parties, birthdays and similar events these are some examples.

Kisaki harbors a buttery side that melts faster when she's resting in your arms, whether you're stroking her hair or listening to her thoughts out loud. Not with this he says that he loves you more than Hanma, only you transmit to him a greater warmth and security compared to the noisy and annoying immature actions of the languid boy. Hanma, in turn, gets cheesier when she's alone with you. He feels that he can release his more cloying cuteness with you because he knows that you tolerate that kind of treatment more, and that you are not going to reject him or get irritated like it happens when he tries to be the same way with Kisaki. Still, none of you have preferences, all three of you love each other equally.

Hanma shows them how much he loves them and how important they are to him by spending quality time together: walks in the fresh air, outings to eat, watching movies at the cinema or at home, playing with board games/video games, etc. Anything that allows him to share his time with the two of you he will put into practice. Kisaki, on the other hand, applies physical contact: hands on the waist, caressing sessions, linked fingers, kisses on random areas of the body, massages, etc. In these ways Kisaki tries to convey to both of you all the love and appreciation he feels for you two, showing you a side that he doesn't have with anyone else.

Of course, this pair is a dangerous bombshell of jealousy and possession. Oh yeah, anyone who tries to step out of the line or even flirt with you won't have any functional organ or limb left to tell about it.

They also don't like to share you with others, no matter if it's your family or friends. Hanma is the most impatient and impulsive of the three, he won't even spend two hours when he's already holding your hand to take you with him and get you out of wherever you are without letting you properly excuse yourself. Kisaki is more patient and serene, entertaining his mind with other things until he can't stand it anymore and demands that you return by means of a call or he just goes to look for you. You better not ignore this couple when jealousy gets the better of them, or you're not going to have a great time afterwards.

©2024 ／ ENJOY ♡ — aaaand I was finally able to finish it, I was too busy with classes 🥲🥲 I'll keep writing more about this trio eventually. Thank u for all your love and patience 🙌🏻 tkm

[amybloomz]

hii i also love michael x reader stuff lolz i get u

literally anything w a fem reader and michael pre-bite would be amazing 🤍🤍 i feel like pre-bite fics r so hard to find maybe im not looking hard enough lol

maybe reader is a babysitter for his siblings? or they’re in the same class at school, maybe they’re neighbours n it could be like a pining sort of thing… alternatively u could do one where mike and reader r best friends and they like each other but dont wanna ruin what they have?? spice it up and do all of those combined LOL lit anything im js throwing ideas out there

ik my rq is soo broad so im trying to narrow it down but really and truly anything would be lovely 🤍🤍🤍

tysm!!! and totally don’t feel pressured if u don’t want to take this, i get it dww 🫶

ᯓ★ doll heads and drunken thoughts

in which fem reader is babysitting the younger afton siblings to do mike a favour while he’s at a party..

WARNING !! underage drinking mentioned.

author’s note: omgomhomg ty for my first request!! i tried tying in most of what you said so i hope u enjoy anon!! also i completely agree with the pre bite stuff like.. im starved of content?? hello??

masterlist.

���CC ripped my dolly’s head off!!!”

“i didn’t mean to Lizzy-Beth i’m so sorry!!”

babysitting the afton children was nothing new. you had done it a thousand times before. the only difference is that michael was usually with you. the boy had been begging you to take care of the two chaos magnets while he went to his friend’s birthday party all week; of course you eventually gave in to his pleas.

although you and Michael were close friends, you were in completely different social circles. growing up neighbours meant you were inseparable — once you grew up and school came around and you both split off into your separate classes you made new friends. his friends were loud, obnoxious and borderline criminal with the tendency to steal and graffiti. on the other hand, your friends were the quiet art students who keep to themselves and their group, never really doing anything adventurous.

“patricia the dolly no longer has a head,” Elizabeth, a smaller girl with big, bright ginger hair speaks up in front of you, holding up her now headless doll. all of your previous thoughts drift away from you as you take in the pitiful scene. “oh dear, we could—“

the door opens, and a drunken Mike comes stumbling into the room. the teen props himself up on the side, ensuring he doesn’t fall.

“Lizzy what even is that?” Mike asks, his speech slightly slurred. his face displays a mix of horror and disgust at the headless doll — you try not to laugh.

“she was patricia until someone decided to pull her head off.” Elizabeth complains in a passive aggressive tone. Mike simply rolls his eyes before his attention lands on you.

“you stayed?” he asks, shock filling his voice. you pause in confusion for a moment. was he serious?

“well.. yes? of course i did, im babysitting Liz and CC remember?” you reply.

Elizabeth runs off to CC (presumably to shout at him about ‘killing’ patricia) and Mike simply stops and stares. and stares. and stares.

and then he speaks.

“you’re really pretty, you know that?”

“pardon?”

“you’re beautiful,”

Mike lets go of the side, approaching you. he cups your face in his scarred hands, gentle and warm. he studies the flush in your cheeks and the way your eyes widened, averting from his soft gaze. the smell of drink was faint but there, and you could still smell the familiar scent of his cologne.

“absolutely gorgeous. maybe if i tell you enough times, you’ll see yourself how i see you..” he trails off and you suck in a breath. how much did he have?

“Michael you’re dru—“ you begin but he cuts you off, shushing you.

“don’t start with all that ‘you’ll regret saying this in the morning’ nonsense. because i won’t. i mean every word. you’re such a good person, so kind and honest, and you have the kindest face to match it. people must look at you and think ‘wow, she must be the sweetest, prettiest girl in school’ because i know i do. i think it everyday, and i never told you because— because—“

he closes his piercing blue eyes and takes in a deep breath, trying to keep his drunken mind from going off the deep end.

you wait patiently for him, though you were secretly taken back by his confession. you naturally blamed it on the alcohol, but a loud, passionate part of you wished that it was real.

the subtle brushing of your hands during english where you’re sat next to each other. the hushed whispers of secrets kept close to your heart. him giving you his sweater when you were cold on your evening walks together. you listening to him rant about his family and comforting him when things were hard. all of these moments had to mean more, your heart couldn’t bare it if not.

“i never wanted to ruin our friendship, you’re just so perfect and i couldn’t lose that..”

his eyes open again and he’s staring at you.

“shit i’m sorry— i didn’t mean to make you cry,” you were crying? how did you not notice? he swipes his thumbs across your cheek to wipe away any tears. you reach up to cover his hands with your own and he pauses his movements.

“let’s get you to bed Mike, i think you need it. i’ll make you some toast and get you some water so you can sober up and tell me all about the party,”

[gordonengineswifenirmal]

Please report the following posts.

They continue to spread hate

This post is meant to antagonise -

https://www.tumblr.com/bruhstation/769773435112046592/senja-comes-back-and-absolutely-fucking-eats-with

These are original weblogs where they called me names for not agreeing with them about the Gaza scambots. These were the original reboots that were intended to harass me. To be clear, I had not contacted them first. I had posted something about another user who messaged me inbox and harassed me because they did not agree with what I had said regarding scam profiles. I was FURIOUS and replied to their false accusations, assumptions, and other forms of harassment.

https://www.tumblr.com/bruhstation/769766415429517312/youre-a-fecking-child-who-knows-nothing-you

https://www.tumblr.com/bruhstation/769734760748761088/i-did-not-believe-that-youre-able-to-sink-lower

https://www.tumblr.com/tttemeetsthestarskys/769781557372321792?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/wreckontherails/769771455572492288/yknow-for-a-fan-of-a-childrens-show-that-promotes?source=share

These two bring in a previous misgendering incident on another platform (discord) in order to make me look bad -

https://www.tumblr.com/haru-mmd/769776757009235968/airing-the-laundry?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/tttemeetsthestarskys/769769012803649536/wow-yikes-holy-fuck-this-whole-thing-is-so?source=share

https://www.tumblr.com/woodland-scenics

https://crinkly-spinkly.tumblr.com

https://www.tumblr.com/bruhstation/

https://www.tumblr.com/wreckontherails/

https://www.tumblr.com/haru-mmd/

https://www.tumblr.com/tttemeetsthestarskys/

https://www.tumblr.com/crinkly-spinkly

https://www.tumblr.com/cinnabowlii

https://www.tumblr.com/6lovelytenders

https://www.tumblr.com/pixie-dvsst

https://www.tumblr.com/deviousdiesel

I’ve also reported each of these posts for harassment, and blocked the users.

This fun! I’m not a ‘ZIO’ - a Zionist. I’m not Jewish, and I do not support what EITHER side is doing. If there were ‘Zionist’ scammers, I’d feel the same way. There r scammers from Africa on blue sky. I block n report them too. I block, report, and shame ANY HARASSER/scammer. Also, the so called ‘anon’ they refer to is tttemeetsthestarskys. The link in me screencap matches the link above for their post. It’s a patch of psychotic extremists looking for validation.

This moron decided to not only post images from a past discord where they misgendered me, but called me names on top of it. They claim I’m in the wrong, but they’re doing worse. All because that bandwagon is convenient and they are cowards. Also, ironically enough, they are connected to tttemeetsthestarskys. Funny how that works.

It’s like this - when I say older, chronological age is only half. Yea, that CAN mean little. However, in that time that I’ve been alive, I’ve accrued far more LIFE EXPERIENCE. So, yeah, I do have a right to tell off a spoilt brat who thinks they know everything, but doesn’t. If u were Paris Hilton or Kim Kardashian’s, who r slightly older than me, I should still tell u off, because u r spoilt n clueless. If u were an old person who is just as spoiled, id perhaps be a bit kinder, but id still lay down the law. I was taught to respect elders, n not harass them, even if I dont agree with them, as long as they aren’t doing anything to me. I didnt come to your blogs spouting shite. That is on YOU.

It’s even MORE disgusting that YOU take money away from those in Gaza who really do need it by feeding the scammers. It utterly boggles the mind how utterly thick you are to believe those images and videos aren’t stolen. Yes, they are real images and videos, but they do NOT belong to the profiles. You honestly have the GALL to believe the SAME sob story repeated over and over with maybe a few words changed here n there. It’s HILARIOUS how idiotic you are in this age. You sound like the people who believe psychos word for word. You are willing victims. You deserve to be laughed at and mocked mercilessly. I hope u get scammed and your identity stolen for harassing me. It’s the only way u will learn - maybe. This is what life experience teaches, not YOU YHINK YOU KNOW.

You havnt had to deal with an old man physically fighting with u n pissing into cat food tins. Or arguing because he didn’t wash his hair in 4 months, or spreads his faeces on walls, or wants to eat mouldy food, whilst your mum cries about wanting to off herself. You may not have lost ur father at 16. You certainly didn’t have to deal with this all at once. You didn’t give up your home so ur mother could be safe in care. Why yes, the actual people in Gaza are struggling more, I get that. I’m not comparing meself to them. I’m simply saying that there is struggle that some folks never have to deal with. Lucky u feckers - but u have NO place to be pointing fingers. I NEVER messaged ur inboxes asking for money. And I won’t. Unless ur a scam profile, just to feck with them n give them some of their own back. Get over yourselves. You are deplorable. You don’t even have imagination, dredging up unrelated stuff because u hold a grudge n repeating the same insults I called you, and you deserved.

[gaylenin]

disregard previous ask i don’t think they are even a zionist just anticommunist

i wont post ur previous ask but u did get it right. im gonna keep myself from being petty and saying their name (even tho they rant a lot abt a lot of the le tankies here by name) bc it seems like most ppl seem to know who and also. was just havin a laff about how funny that tag was

but also i just wanna answer this to clarify: i dont think they're a self-identified zionist, but i mainly only noticed their posts before by them going around in tumblr zionist spaces so i assumed they were. and at the same time as far as i can tell they're pretty entrenched in the tumblr zionist sphere, and if the most they can say about palestine seems to be a very weak platitude both sidesing the conflict while entirely disregarding israel's active genocide efforts (as far as i can tell) despite essentially being a discourse blog... i mean. its pretty indistiguishable from the other zionist blogs on here, and dare i say its no substantial difference to say they arent

very strange choice to be extremely mad abt like... brendanicus and tumblr leftists but suddenly be a wet blanket about an apartheid state but yeah just wanted to say just in case i get anons really mad at me over the post or smth

[thegreatimpersonator]

Feel free to not share this ask and i am sorry if it caused u criticism because i was legit just wondering about that stuff but to one of the other anons: i actually agreed with what u said and i wasnt judging those artists either! I only wanted to know if they did something serious in the past that i was not aware of because i dont keep up with pop culture a lot/all that often! We all make mistakes, i get that! That's all!

It’s not your fault anon, i know you had good intentions but some people just don’t bother reading previous asks i post and asking the exact same questions, like yesterday people were just sending me the same asks over and over again. and then other people think im being so serious when im just giving blanket information. ❤️

[mithliya]

same anon who wants to donate to a lesbian og btw. jsyk Ive interacted with you from a new account a few times after apologizing but now that I think about it it feels v gross that I did that, tho the interactions were positive or neutral. I also apologize for this and understand if that makes you uncomfortable. pls also dont publish this if possible.

sure feel free to dm me as u asked in the previous anon. i dont rly know what ur talking about so i cant say much about the rest

[edlinklover]

hi hi! i wanted to let you know that your art is really nice and i love love love your spirit unraveler au!! the stories you wrote for it are really nice too! i especially love how you wrote piko to be so sleepy, i thought they were so cute! and flower talking with literal flowers? i thought that was such a cool idea, and their interactions with cocorobo were really sweet and nice too!! in short, spirit unraveler au is great, and so is your art and writing!

wahhh thank you so much!!!! it really means a lot to me that you took the time to read and tell me your thoughts on them aaaaa I hope you have a really nice day!!! (or have a nice day tomorrow, it’s lateish where i am myself so)

[whattheheckmidoriya]

i hope im not bothering you again im the same anon that requested the previous posts. can u do headcanons bout Levi having a crush? like how would he act around her if they were alone vs in a crowd? How would he get her attention or would he even try to do that? I read somewhere that Yams said Levi would be a stuttering mess and it's a lost game coz he wouldn't know how to act or something like that i dont remember correctly. have a good day my friend! 💕

Hon, it's never a bother to hear from you! Feel free to pop in whenever!💕

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Levi with a crush would be quite the thing to witness. Humanity's Strongest is reduced to a man with a stuttering heart, victim to the sweet ways of tinted cheeks and fleeting glances. He's a mess. That's right, Levi Ackerman, is a mushy, awkward, flustered mess when his heart finds itself in your hands. He thinks it's embarrassing, you find it endearing.

His attemps at seeking you out would be nothing but sweet. Truth of the matter is, he doesn't exactly know how to approach you. Should he ask you to join him for lunch? Maybe he should make tea... do you even like tea? Goodness, maybe he should simply work on his conversation skills first.

He'd stick around as best as can, always keeping a watchful eye on you. He doesn't linger too closely, far too afraid of spooking you away, but close enough to intervene should the occasion for him to do so rises. He's lost too much in this life, and, though he hasn't built the courage to confess these foreign feelings he has for you, he can't stomach the thought of losing you.

There's so much left for him to understand— you're his first crush for Heaven's sake— but one thing remains for certain: his heart, even as it stutters and stumbles, will forever call out your name.

[shjiyemis]

idk abt brazillian coded bc while peixes IS a portuguese word, portuguese isnt just spoken in brazil, and since it comes from a latin word piscis there are a LOT of derivatives like peixes. like if were saying trolls are coded to be only their name origins (because "coding" goes way way farther than just names? esp names in something like homestuck) then sollux is greek bc his name comes from pollux and castor, nepeta is swedish, and kanaya is the islamic virgin mary. while u can hc any characters any way u want without even needed evidence, saying a character is coded bc personal headcanons is dumb lol

I wont lie, i dont really EVER base any of the character races on their names because too many of peoples names are derived from SOMETHING that isnt really them in the slightest. The 1st part of my last name is derived from hindi and was shortened before i even existed and i definitely dont identify as indian nor do i have much connection to indian or hindu culture, though i do find it quite interesting.

peoples races and/or cultures kind of get structured or watered down as time goes on sometimes (especially if theres a lot of traveling or mixing of cultures from mairrage and such, but that also depends on those people and where they are located.)

Theres also the case of languages being derived from eachother so theres sometimes a possibility of the same word being in different languages, can mean the same thing or something similar to eachother, maybe even something a bit different as well.

I cant really deny nor confirm Feferis coding of being brazilian like the previous anon said bc i know nothing/or have limited knowlege about that culture. I did actually appreciate the the ask and i didnt wanna minimize the previous anons statement with anything like questions and such bc it is a valid point but also i really wasnt sure how to respond that didnt sound like i was responding on the offense.

I just dont really wanna get into it with anybody, so im p much avoiding that LOL. There was alot about the ask i wanted to ask about bc it contradicted itself a bit and i was a bit confused even though brazilian Feferi is pretty great!!

I was under the impression that the previous anon wasn't basing just on the name origins bc I've always thought that was a bit silly bc of my own experience with this, though it's understandable.

[seelestia]

I sent my last ask about me moving literally a few hours before you answered it :''D

But uhhh since you probs already know who I am just based on me constantly liking your posts and answers to my asks- might as well do a reveal before I go offline for a while :P

So--the blog that keeps liking your posts and asks is my main blog with the name "sarcasticqueerblob" which is a more personal/multi-fandom account that i have not posted a lot on as of recently

The blog that I do use for interacting with genshin posts (reblogging and posting genshin related posts) is called......(are you ready for this?)

....

It's called medeaheartly.

yes that's the same blog that I recommended you on a previous ask.

yes i did recommend you my own fic (pls im so shameless istg)

BUT PLS DONT TAKE IT THE WRONG WAY- IT WAS ONE OF THE ONLY FICS I COULD THINK OF WHILE WRITING THAT ASK AND I DIDNT REALLY KNOW ANY OTHER FICS THAT BROKE THE SAGAU STANDARD :''''D

i swear I'm not as self-centered as I seem :'''D

forgive me (つд⊂)

and also- if u do check the sideblog, there's an announcement i just posted about the fic having to be paused cuz I am moving :''D

but if u look at the tags u might see something meant for u hehehe

BUT ANYWAYS- apart from my shamelessness and idiotic self-

yes I do acknowledge that I have the dearest privilege of that reserved spot, and yes I'm going to take advantage of it >:D (just this one time tho)

and as for my final final say as this might be my last ask, I will genuinely miss you my dear author, your answers to my asks and your posts are the things I look forward to and wait for everytime I open up Tumblr and I do actually kinda sad whenever I refresh my dashboard and not see you at the top :''D

(lil side note- I'd love to be moots but because my main isn't genshin centered, i'm not quite sure whether or not you'd like the content there :''D tho it's all just random reblogs and rambles atm) - Ever so forever yours, 👹✨ anon <3 (or you can just call me jae)

as soon as i saw your last ask, i just made it my top priority to respond asap because i wanted you to see my answer before you go offline 😭 aaaaa, i'm super glad i could catch you — somewhat? hehe!

yes, yes, i already know~ the funny thing is that i've actually interacted with your acc, @/sarcasticqueerblob before! like do you remember when i asked if i should write fluff or angst first sometime ago??? when i post rambles (non-asks or posts), i tend to respond/reblog if someone comments on them and you were there! i don't think you became my anon yet at that time, but i definitely remembered you <3

awww, dw, dw! i know some people feel vv strongly about self-promo — but i think everyone deserves to give themselves some spotlight once in a while (as long as they don't cross the line), you know? and you're not wrong, there aren't many c!imposter SAGAU fics out there, so i can understand where you're coming from! >:)

the angst in your request is astronomical per usual 🤌✨ AND THE TAGS. i feel honored that i got a special mention in your tags jfjejkfksek and no worries about your main blog~ to me, being moots isn't always about the content because even if our interests don't perfectly align, i'd still wanna follow you and know more about what you like! see it as a token of friendship of some sort, hehe.

and i'll miss you a lot too, jae! :( hopefully, you can come back in the future because i'll still be here 🫂 but in case you don't, just know that you're always in the back of my mind at all times! you have your own little corner in my brain, after all >:)

[ruewrites]

Hii! so i really love Dialuci and i wanted to request a fic about them. I like the 5 things + 1 thing trope but i saw that u already have a fic like that, so if you dont wanna use i understand, i just want a cute Dialuci fic bc they are adorable 💖

5 Times Diavolo Felt a Little Less Alone

AO3

Ship: Diavolo/Lucifer

Word Count: 2005

Warnings: None

A/N: Hi Anon! I’m always down for 5+1 requests! I hope you like this! I’m still getting used to writing for this ship, but I had fun!

1

Diavolo’s fingers danced along the castle walls as he gazed at the fallen Morning Star. He was more than the prince could ever wish for, to ever hope for, and he was standing right there. Well, sitting. He’d met Lucifer before, but he’d never seen him this worn. It was understandable, but still.

Gripping his nerves, Diavolo decided to approach him once more. Lucifer’s eyes swept up towards the movement and the Prince suddenly was all too aware of his heart pounding away in his chest. 

“May I take this seat?” he asked.

Lucifer was silent for a moment, then he nodded, “I suppose you can.”

He was a bit more eager than he’d like to admit at the ‘okay’. He wanted to turn the Devildom into a home for Lucifer and his brothers, to make them all feel comfortable. He wanted them to want to stay. 

Lucifer regarded him oddly, almost as if he couldn’t make out Diavolo’s intentions. Which was fair by all means. Perhaps he wasn’t setting the most appropriate of moods, but he found himself giddy at the mere thought of sitting close to the Morning Star. Even if the circumstances that brought them together once more were grim, he was still happy that he got to see him again. 

“Can I get you some tea?”

He wasn’t sure if he wanted something to calm Lucifer or his own nerves. He’d have Barbatos bring every type out that he could find. He wanted to give Lucifer the widest variety of options that he could. He wanted to give Lucifer anything that he could.

“I suppose that would be nice,” Lucifer seemed hesitant. It was understandable of course, but Diavolo was already summoning Barbatos. He was going to make the Devildom home for Lucifer. 

***

2

Diavolo loved parties. They filled the castle up with people and laughter and music. Things Diavolo wished there had been more of as he was growing up. Even so, sometimes the parties still felt lonely. Others wouldn’t address him the same way they addressed each other. It made sense, he was the Devildom’s prince. They had to treat him with respect. 

He could act like one of them.

But he couldn’t be one of them.

His fingers tightened around his glass. 

“Lord Diavolo, are you quite alright?” Lucifer was staring at him. Lucifer’s attention was on him. 

He forced a laugh and put his hand on his shoulder, “Of course! Why would I be anything other than okay?

Lucifer’s brow furrowed and his lip twitched. He didn’t believe a word that had just come out of Diavolo’s mouth. Lucifer was the eldest of his brothers and the one that kept them in line, he knew when he was being lied to.

But before he could get a word out, Diavolo was already spewing more words at him. “I mean, just look at everyone out there having a grand time! There’s nothing to be disappointed about when there’s so many smiling faces,” he said, “In fact, shouldn’t you be out there enjoying yourself too?”

Getting Diavolo to try to go back to their previous discussion would be like taking Cerberus to the vet. So Lucifer played along, for now.

“I don’t believe I will, I have a perfect vantage point of my brothers from here.”

“Vantage-?”

Diavolo glanced out to where Lucifer was nodding. The rest of the six were all in perfect view with a slight turn of the head. He shouldn’t be surprised, Lucifer always had to make sure his brothers were on his best behavior. Well, Diavolo didn’t necessarily think that Lucifer had to per say, it was something he just did. 

“So if it’s quite alright with you, I think I’m content on staying right here.”

For the first time that night, Diavolo felt himself relax and offer a genuine smile, “Of course.”

***

3

He knew it was late, but come on. Diavolo tapped the back of his D.D.D. restlessly as he listened to the line ring. Sure he could send a text, but he just wanted to hear someone else’s voice for a moment. Just a moment. Then he would be content.

He was about to hang up and redial again when a tired voice came  up on the other end of the line. 

“Diavolo? Do you have any idea what time it is?” 

Part of him felt bad when he heard Lucifer yawn on the other end of the line, but his heart also leapt at the sound of his voice. Lucifer had a strange affect on him, and Diavolo was addicted to the sensation. It filled a void that rested deep within him, and he didn’t want that space to ever be vacant again. 

“Ah, I apologize Lucifer. I just had something I wanted to tell you,” he stopped. Well, that phrase wasn’t completely a lie. He was sorry, but he didn’t have anything to say. “But it all seems to be slipping my mind right now.”

Silence flooded the other end of the line. A sigh entered his ear. “Diavolo- Send me a text when you remember then. You can always tell me to-”

“Wait.”

He could feel Lucifer hesitate. He could practically see the way his eyebrow raised, how his arms would fold if he wasn’t holding his D.D.D.  He could feel the way he analyzed him, looking for the smallest bit of truth, the tiniest give away in his being. His words died at his lips, his normal forms of begging and pleading refused to come out. 

He didn’t want to be alone.

Not right now.

Not ever.

“Please don’t go.”

His voice came out so small. It didn’t fit him. Normally his presence was powerful and captivating, but not he felt like the smallest breeze could blow him away. The ticking of his clock started to flood his mind, drawing out any other possible thought he could have had. 

Time stretched out in odd ways Diavolo couldn’t comprehend, and there was only one thing that brought him back.

“Alright, alright. I’ll stay on the line, just don’t mind if you hear snoring. Now, what do you want to tell me?”

***

4

“Oh Lucifer! Look at this!”

Humans had such odd little things, but they were also incredibly dear. Who would have thought about making tiny clothes for animals? Adorable! 

Diavolo held up a small yellow raincoat and pushed it  into Lucifer’s face, “You should see if you can get a big one for Cerberus.

“Cerberus will be fine without,” yet his eyes lingered on the small outfit for a moment too long. A smile cracked at his lips, “I do believe I know a certain chihuahua it might fit though.”

Lucifer chuckled to himself as Diavolo continued to gaze at the little treasures that decorated the walls. “Oh they even have little rain boots! It’s a shame they don’t have anything bigger. Human dogs are just so tiny.  And they don’t have nearly enough heads. They’re still just as lovable though.”

His hands moved to the bones and a frown spread across his face, “These are hardly fit for a dog.”

“On that front I agree with you. Not bloody enough.”

“Not big enough.”

“And they hardly look study.”

“It would barely function as a toothpick!”

“And no meat either.”

“It’s sad really.”

“Trully.”

The human world was different from the Devildom, very different. Diavolo could honestly say he’d never experienced something quite like it before. Everytime he thought he had it figured out something new popped out from around the corner. What made the entire thing even more wonderful was having someone to share it with.

He peered at Lucifer from the corner of his eye. Before he knew what was happening, the warmth of Lucifer's lower back was pressed against his hand. Lucifer stiffened ever so slightly. Then his muscles relieved themselves of their tension.

The Demon Prince had someone to share his experiences with.

***

5

This was an ethereal experience. It wasn’t something he could take lightly. This was a sign of trust. This was so much bigger than him, and Diavolo wasn’t about to take it lightly. Lucifer’s naked back was to him, his blackened wings stretched out before him. Diavolo felt as if he could see every breath the Morning Star took, every heartbeat drowned out the ticking of the clock. 

“Are you sure?” Diavolo wanted to give him one last chance to back out. This was something sacred and intimate, something that he knew must have Lucifer on edge. 

Lucifer’s head nodded ever so slightly, “Just remember what I told you.”

Diavolo swore he could feel his hands shaking, anxiety curled around his stomach like a serpent the closer he came to the majestic sight before him. Then the soft silky texture brushed against his finger tips. He couldn’t help but admire them as he ran his fingers along their gradient. 

Lucifer trusted him with this.

Lucifer wanted him to do this.

He could have teared up in that moment, He promised himself that he would forever hold this specific moment close to his heart.

Of course Lucifer’s wings wouldn’t preen themselves. “Tell me if I do anything wrong.”

Perhaps he’d gotten too close to Lucifer’s ear, maybe his breath had been a little too hot, maybe he shouldn’t have gazed at Lucifer’s reddening cheeks as long as he did. But he wouldn’t change it for the world. His right hand man trusted him. A man as wonderful and beautiful and radiant and intelligent as Lucifer trusted him. Diavolo was allowed into his life.

The room was dark, quiet, and safe. 

Diavolo never wanted to share anything this intimate with anyone else.

***

+1

The first thing Diavolo registered was how warm everything around him was and the fire softly crackling against the wall. Slowly his eyes peeled open and he sat up. After taking in his surroundings, he came to realize that  he’d fallen asleep at his desk. Something quite unusual for him. He grabbed at the blanket around his shoulders as questions filled his brain.

“This is quite the role reversal isn’t it?”

Ah. Lucifer. 

Diavolo hadn’t even noticed him.

A kiss was pressed against his cheek and a cup was set down onto the table. Spices immediately filled all of Diavolo’s senses flooding every corner of his head. 

“Usually you’re the one doing things for me when I’ve been at my desk for too long, and now here we are.”

Diavolo brought the cup to his lips, enjoying the warmth against his skin, “It took so much for you to allow me to spoil you.”

“Not everyone in the world is as genuine as you Diavolo, and affection isn’t something I’ve been particularly used to.” 

Lucifer’s hands soared over the desk as he started to organize various papers and documents. Honestly, at this point Lucifer was probably almost as skilled as Barbatos when it came to organizing Diavolo’s desk. Diavolo liked watching him work, it almost reminded him of a dance. Watching Lucifer was always a wonderful time, it was a treat. Perhaps domestic was the correct word.

“I believe you’ve told  me before that there’s more comfortable places to relax than a desk.”

“Like plush chairs by the fireplace?”

“I do believe you mentioned those, yes,” Lucifer took his hand and helped him up, “Join me?”

Diavolo had gotten a taste of company all those years ago, and now he constantly lived in company. His old self would be envious of what he had now. As long as he had Lucifer he wouldn’t be lonely, he’d have warm nights and bright days. There would always be a reason to make a second cup of tea or to bring two plates to the study. His things would sit next to Lucifer’s, they could have long conversations or comforting silence, and the chair next to him would never be empty. 

Finally Diavolo had someone to share his life with.

Finally life wouldn’t be lonely anymore.

[kakiwrites]

Hi! Can I please request prince Akaasshi falling in love with a sorceress/witch and him just choosing her over the throne and living the life with her? Its ok if u dont want to :) have a great day!

the not-so-perfect prince

Genre: fluff

A keiji akaashi x reader

Synopsis: A time where elves, fairies, dragons, and other wonderful creatures live in harmony, how would you choose to live? On a pirate ship? Making potions? Who do you stumble upon along the journey? A soldier, a poet, a king? Well, that’s for you to decide.

(masterlist is under navigation!)

A/n: hey guys! Been a while since I've written for this series but I'm back! I wanted to try something different and actually write for something I have inspiration for out of the list and this was what I was up to do! Hope you guys enjoy!

Akaashi was always known as the perfect prince.

He was an amazing leader, can use his sword with accuracy and precision, and can sweep girls off of their feet with just a small smile.

But akaashi was more than what they see him for.

He was always overworked and doesn't like to weigh people down. He wants to be on top without disappointing anyone, which was near impossible. Seeing someone upset with him always struck a nerve with him and in turn, made him overthink his decisions.

He was never perfect in his own eyes.

And he was scared people will start to see him the same way he sees himself.

Imperfect.

"May I be excused?" Akaashi asked his advisor, kenma who was staring down at his clipboard for the next thing they have to do. Kenma only nodded at him before walking off to who knows where. Kenma knew more than anyone, how bad the prince's thoughts could get. He needed the fresh air to clear his head.

He walked around the castle gardens to admire the scenery before him, just wanting to clear his thoughts. He then spotted a figure crouched down by the castle wall, caressing a fully bloomed rose. Akaashi walked closer, his footsteps startling the hooded maiden, causing her to stand up, the quick motion causing the hood to slide off her head, revealing her identity.

"oh, I apologize for the intrusion, your highness." you said, plucking the rose and adding it to the assortment of flowers in your other hand. "your roses just looked lovely. I couldn't resist." you added, smiling at the male softly, getting ready to leave him alone.

"wait," Akaashi called out to you, making you turn back to him. He seemed very confused, his thoughts running all over the place. "who are you?" he asked, taking another step forward.

You let out a sigh before you fully turned back toward him. "since you already saw my face, I guess… it wouldn't hurt." you muttered. You stopped in front of the prince, only mere inches separating the two of you. You lent a hand out for him to shake. "I'm (y/n), a sorceress. You must be the famous perfect prince akaashi." you said. Your words made shivers shot up his spine. You see him just the same as the others.

The perfect prince.

But he wasn't at all perfect.

Usually, he would let that little nickname go but this time, his mouth moved before his mind could catch up. "I am definitely not perfect." the prince blurted. He covered his mouth in disbelief. Stupid. You were a stranger. He knew you could care less about what he thought of himself. Still, when he collected his thoughts and finally looked back at you, he saw that you were gazing back at him curiously, your brow arched, your mouth forming a small 'o', silently telling him that you were listening.

"I am far from perfect, (y/n). I'm not the tall, confident man the kingdom knows me for." he ranted, plopping himself down on the cut grass. "but I doubt that you would care to listen to-" he was going to say dejectedly when you chose to sit beside him, looking down at the small bundle of flowers.

"oh please, I have time to listen to your woes. So go on, speak." you interrupted, nudging him with your forearm. Akaashi felt a sense of comfort just being in your presence. So despite his very reserved nature. He decided to tell you all about himself and all of his raging thoughts.

Since then, it's become a regular thing.

You would come into his gardens at the same time, Akaashi would hand you a bouquet he picked from the garden himself and he would talk to you about all of his problems. It started with the small inconveniences to larger problems a mere villager shouldn't know about.

Then it started to go beyond his problems and more about small memories and anecdotes you've experienced as children. It then became about each other's love life and eventually, deepest void of conversation topics, life itself.

"Sometimes, I feel like I should just run away." he said as he watched you sprinkle in the last of your rose petals into the small vial you brought with you.

"then you should," you replied, swirling the mixture around before looking down at the book on your lap. Akaashi's eyes widened. He was never really needed in the kingdom, they were a peaceful land after all. He learned more about you in the past few weeks and now a desire to just… be with you bloomed in his heart. And ever since he heard that you were single from one of your previous chats, the prince wanted to open this topic even more.

You were muttering under your breath, your hands moving as the pinkish water in the vial started to rise and glow an ethereal shade. "then run away with me." he said.

His words shocked you to the point that you almost lost your grip on the vial. You dropped your hand, the water going back to its bland color. You dropped your hand then let out a nervous laugh. "y-you can't be serious-"

"I am 100 percent certain." he cut you off, he placed his hand on your chin then made you look straight into his eyes. "you've been there for me. I'll be there for you. I'll make sure to keep you safe. We can actually see the world and be free… together." he said, capping the vial in your fingers before placing it in the groove of your book. He then took both of your hand in his and kissed them, making your face heat up in disbelief.

The prince you grew to love with each word he spoke was having the same thoughts as you?

"and you really want this? To be together?" you asked just to make sure he was actually telling the truth. The prince nodded his head before he pulled you in and placed a chaste kiss on your lips.

"I'm more than sure."

As soon as he said that, you two of you started to plan out the grand plan to run away with the once perfect prince.

But that's a story for another time.

And that's all for today! Sorry anon for halving the story but if you want a part 2, I'll be happy to make one for you! Requests are open so please don't be shy to leave anything in my ask box! Love you guys 💖💕❤️

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[monster-noises]

9 and 10 for the ask meme? i dont think i actually know if u have ocs so if so, ur choice of those, if not, a character from something ur into right now

Ehehe, you must be fairly new round these parts anon! Or perhaps fairly old and have been missed by both my old and newer obsessions...

But hoooooooh boy I got OC's

I got So many OC's

Just so many OC's......

But I know that there's really only one me audience wants to hear about right now 😖 (which is all fine by me!)

So I will answer these Questions about my OC Lazarus! And just for funsies and a twist Also Heisenberg (both from resident evil village! Just in case, for Anon, with Lazarus being my inserted OC ofc)

9 - favourite Headcannons;

My Favourite headcannon, which i guess is just cannon, for Lazarus is the open genuine care he puts into/has for his creations.

With the villagers, and even the other Lords, (as well as in his previous life pre-abduction) Lazarus is very standoffish, he puts on an air of cold snobbishness, very formal yet also creepy and deeply off putting in its impersonal theatricallity.

But he's like a pile of warm nasty not-ready composte with a layer of ice on top.

Crack off that outer shell and he's all filth and warm fuzzy goo on the inside.

He looks after the horrible things he makes as if they were his pets or his children, he makes sure they are comfortable, well cared for, that they stay in one piece. They are art pieces yes, they have titles and meanings. But they also have names, and to some degree personalities. And Lazarus is rather serious about his care for them.

It's just really sweet thinkin about how easily he could just think of them all as art objects, or in some cases as weapons or tools, how heartless and distant first impression would suggest that. but there's still human love in that rotted little heart, and so he treats them like the "living" things they are, with the all the gravity that being their creator implies.

My favourite Heisenberg headcannon on the other hand! Aside from him being trans (i've already gone on about that in a previous post!) Is his past with Alcina.

I feel like i've Also outlined this somewhere else.. (someone pleasencorrect me if i'm wrong and i'll swoop back in and give you the full story) but the long and short of it is i think they used to be.. not as much enemies as they are now, they were never going to be Friends per say, but they were closer in the way siblings who are not necissarily the same kinds of people are close. (Keep in mind this is WAY in the past, like when Karl was a child -> teen) Lady D would protect a younger Karl from Miranda a number of times while Karl was growing up (I also have the headcannon that all of them have gotten Worse over time, just like.. morally, or something to do with their Cadou/brainwashing, hence why she's evidently Fine with the Rose plan now.) Which lead Karl to his first inclings of trying to Rebel, when he eventually planning actual rebellions though he was Greatly dissapointed when Alci refused to join him, and in turn she was disgusted that he would betray Miranda and the family this way. (Though over the years Alcina has become.. worn down a bit. I see her as a woman in Great Conflict but that's another post for another time...) The two fought about it and parted ways full of seething rage, resentment, and a deep saddening sense of betrayal.

I just think it adds a lot to their conflict in game, sure them just being "put-upon older sister hates her shit-ass little brother" is good but also like.. what if was tragic and sad too though? And added to both of their character motivations and behaviours?

10 - ships!!

Easy to answer this one is! Lazarus and Heisenberg, (they don't have a good ship name gjjdks) is my very own much beloved OCxCanon ship! I love Heisenberg with my whole heart so I made up somebody who could Kiss him for me fjjdkdjnw 😖

Lazarus has blossomed into a character I very much adore in his own right at this point.. but he's at his best at Heisenbergs side 🥰

I am also p chill with Wintersberg, though I'm not super into it.. honestly I find the full Miathanberg Much more fun, Mia's still alive, let her get in there!!! The woman is absolutely wild! Her and Karl would get on like a house on fire! They wouldn't be dating themselves but they'd sure get Up to some Shit I'm sure... Imagine Ethan trying to manage both of them at the same time.. fucking priceless...

[localspirit]

if u have the time (no pressure!) do u think u can maybe say a little of what u know about animal spirits? i can't remember if i read this on ur carrd or if u made a post about this before, but i recall u mentioning one of ur spirits asking u to adopt a dog spirit? does this mean animals can also become spirits just in the same way humans can? like someone's pet cat can pass away and become a cat spirit and find a completely random keeper in a different continent even or do you know if at least domesticated ones tend to stay near their previous owner? (or do not all deceased beings automatically become spirits? i know this is a loaded question and might start going into the territory of past/next lives and stuff..) and sorry if this is too much to answer! no need to reply at all since none of us are obligated to free work/information from u omg! ty in advance regardless! i'm terribly intrigued by u and ur friends!

HI ANON! animals have the choice of moving onto their next life after death just like humans. when they die they can either go onto their next life or roam on earth longer as a spirit. i know of a pair of spirits, a girl and her dog, that died at the same time, and they chose to stay on earth for a while. they actually chose matching vessels, a girl with blonde hair and a dog toy. what are the chances? (i have the story if youd like me to dm it to you, but it could be triggering. i could also just take out the triggering details and just send you the information.)

i also recall when i was 15 or so and my friend was distressed at night because he kept feeling his bedsheets move around. after some thought and research we concluded that it was just his deceased cat coming to snuggle with him like he always did at night. he was at ease ever since.

and yes you read that on my carrd! when fancy was alive she was the best vet around and she loves animals. i have no pets besides fish and she begged me to get a dog. i said no, and that night i heard a bark in my ear. no electronics were on and it was a clear bark as if a dog was doing it right by my ear, nothing quiet or vague about it. it was a dog spirit she brought over. david was annoyed because he doesnt like dogs 0-X

i have also read up on a dog spirit that was domesticated, not stray or anything, but when she died she found a toy of a dog to attach to (how cute!) and she ended up with a spirit fosterer. her name was pumpkin and she was hoping to be adopted (and she was a while ago!). i think she actually LIKED pumpkin! i remember her keeper out out canned pumpkin and when she looked back after a while, the pumpkin was gone. no other animals around to move or take it. pumpkin wanted to show her that she appreciated it, so she somehow moved the mashed pumpkin to make it look like it was eaten. this was a while ago but i still remember it, so cute.

and i guess its up to the animal, but spirits can move across the county within seconds if they wanted to. same with the world. spirits dont move like humans, so their time is warped too. human spirits can go around as they please and im sure animal spirits are the same.

i dont know if i hit all of your points so just send another ask if you need clarification or if i missed something. thank you!!

[captainsourwolf]

they're literally real human beings with wives and children and their own lives and you're a fucking weirdo for writing smut about these people. total fucking freak i hope u were bullied at school. disgusting to think of you are allowed near children. do you write smut of ur students parents or shit like that? so disgusting

okay look idk what i did to get jumped on like this all of a sudden but clearly you had to’ve been looking for it yourself to know that i wrote fanFICTION. call me a fucking weirdo and freak all you want but they themselves have said they don’t care that people ship them and write fic about them?

and you’ve crossed a line hoping someone got bullied in school. that’s what’s disgusting.

and don’t you ever fucking DARE say anything about my students again you piece of shit anon. you’re the one being a bully by coming onto my blog, for no reason, to call me a weirdo and a freak for liking something FICTIONAL. im not stupid, i know this is the same anon as the previous message.

guess what? IF YOU DONT LIKE THEN DONT FUCKING LOOK FOR IT JUST TO CALL SOMEONE NAMES OVER IT. BLOCK ME. BLACKLIST MY FIC TAGS. THE TAGS ARE THERE FOR A REASON.

if you’re someone that already follows me, ive made it pretty clear im a rhink shipper. it’s literally in my blog description. and if you’re someone just looking for trouble, then you can fuck right off. goodbye.