#i felt like i was going insane drawing it omg

[cybrozee]

CRINGETOBER DAY 1!!!1!1!1! SCREENSHOT REDRAW YAYAYAYAYAYA

forgot to add this lol

[pekodayz]

this is the style ive always wanted. but i cannot do makeup for the life of me (rips hair out)

[wethotcrazy]

NEVER GO HUNGRY EVER AGAIN

pairing: Lando Norris x Reader

word count: 1727

hii it's been a while since my last fic and im stll on a high since the abu dabi gp, so heres a cute little lando fic. also just finished my first semester of uni hopefully i can be more active.

The soft glow of the monitors illuminated Lando’s face as he leaned forward, laser-focused on his game. His fingers danced across the controller, jaw set in determination. Voices of his friends buzzed through his headset, a mix of banter, callouts, and the occasional burst of laughter.

“Lando, mate, you’re absolutely throwing right now,” Max’s voice rang out, feigned frustration clear in his tone.

“I’m not throwing! I’m playing the long game,” Lando shot back with a grin, eyes still glued to the screen. “It’s called strategy, ever heard of it?”

“Yeah, the strategy of losing,” Ria quipped, drawing a chorus of laughter from the team.

“Alright, alright, just watch this,” Lando said, leaning even closer to the screen. His tongue poked out in concentration, the telltale sign he was locked in.

Time slipped away unnoticed as he navigated the game’s twists and turns. The familiar rhythm of the stream chat’s messages scrolled rapidly on his second monitor, but he was too deep into the game to glance over. Hours must have passed, but Lando’s mind was too preoccupied to register the growling in his stomach.

Then, a knock.

“One sec,” Lando muttered, sliding one earcup off his head. He glanced toward the door, his brows furrowing in confusion before realization dawned. He leaned back in his chair, eyes softening. “Come in!”

There was a brief sound of shuffling, the slight thud of a hip bumping the door before it slowly creaked open. Y/N stepped in, balancing a plate of food in her hands with the focus of someone carrying a national treasure. The chat’s speed doubled as her side profile came into frame, and messages like "OMG it’s Y/N!" and "Wifey alert 😍" flooded the chat box.

“Brought you dinner,” she said softly, walking toward him with careful steps. The aroma hit him before she even reached his desk, and his heart swelled with warmth.

“Oh, you’re a legend, babe,” Lando said, quickly sitting upright and scooting his chair back to give her space. He took the plate from her, eyes wide with admiration as he gazed at the meal she’d prepared. “This looks amazing.”

“I was worried you’d forget to eat,” she teased, brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Her smile was soft but knowing—she’d seen him get lost in games like this before.

Lando’s eyes didn’t leave her face for a second. His gaze flickered to the chat, catching sight of the flood of adoring messages. "The way he’s looking at her, I’m sick 🩸" and "That’s the look of a man in love" filled the stream.

“She’s literally the best ever, chat,” Lando said, his voice warm and unwavering. He reached up with his free hand to gently squeeze Y/N’s wrist before letting her go. “I’m the luckiest guy in the world, I swear.”

“I’ll get you a drink,” Y/N said, already turning to leave. “Wait here.”

“I—” Lando started, but she’d already slipped out of the room. He let out a soft chuckle, shaking his head before glancing at the camera. “Chat, I’m telling you, I’ve won the lottery. She’s just…” He trailed off, unable to find a word that felt big enough to encompass it all. “Yeah. She’s perfect.”

“Bro, you’re down so bad,” Max’s voice cackled through the headset. “Not even hiding it anymore.”

“Why would I?” Lando shot back, eyes sparkling with pride. He lifted a piece of the dinner—some kind of stuffed pasta—and popped it into his mouth. His eyes widened as soon as he tasted it. “Okay, wait, hold on.” He covered his mouth as he chewed, glancing at the camera like he’d just uncovered a world-class secret. “This is actually insane. I’m eating like royalty right now.”

“Imagine getting home-cooked meals while streaming. Must be nice,” Ria sighed dramatically.

“Couldn’t be me,” Aaron added with mock bitterness. “I’m over here eating cold leftover pizza like a peasant.”

“Jealousy’s a bad look on you, mate,” Lando grinned, taking another bite. He’d meant to savor it, but he’d already eaten half before he realized it. “Chat, she’s turned into a whole chef since moving in. Two weeks ago she’d barely step into the kitchen, and now look at this. Look at me.” He gestured toward himself with his fork. “I’m living like a king.”

The chat’s pace somehow sped up even more, hearts, fire emojis, and "Y/N for president" messages flooding in.

Y/N returned with a cold drink in hand and set it beside him on the desk. Her eyes darted to the chat for just a moment before glancing at him, eyebrows raised in suspicion. “What did you say?” she asked, hands on her hips.

“Nothing incriminating, I promise,” Lando said, eyes wide with faux innocence. “Only that you’re basically a professional chef now.”

“Mhm. Sure,” she said, rolling her eyes, but the smile on her face gave her away. “Just eat it before it gets cold.”

Lando’s face broke into a grin so wide it crinkled the corners of his eyes. He glanced once more at the chat. "Lando’s done for, he’s a goner," one person wrote, and he had to admit… they weren’t wrong.

He raised his glass to the camera in a mock toast. “To all of you wishing you had what I’ve got,” he said, eyes flicking back to Y/N as she disappeared through the door again, “I’m sorry, but it’s mine. All mine.”

A couple of months into living together, it had become a routine for Y/N to bring Lando food during his streams. It started as a simple act of kindness but quickly became a beloved ritual for both of them — and for Lando’s ever-watchful chat.

Tonight was no different.

Lando’s camera captured him in his element, leaning forward in his chair, controller in hand, eyes narrowed in sharp focus. His headset covered his curls, his tongue poking out at the corner of his mouth in classic 'concentration mode.' On his second monitor, the stream chat moved at lightning speed, viewers spamming “LAN-DOOOO”, “HE’S SWEATING”, and various emotes of fire, skulls, and crying faces.

“Lando, you’re one shot, man,” Max’s voice rang in his ear, sharp with urgency.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah—I got it, I got it,” Lando muttered, hands moving rapidly on the controller. “Just cover me for like... five seconds!”

“Five seconds too many,” Ria chimed in. “I’m not your babysitter, Norris.”

“Could’ve fooled me,” Lando quipped, grinning as he slid his character behind cover.

Then, it happened — the knock on the door.

“Yo, hold on. Hold on. One sec,” Lando said, throwing a quick glance at his door. A slow grin crept onto his face as he realized what time it was. “Chat, you know what’s coming,” he said, sliding his chair back.

“It’s timeeee!” one person spammed in the chat.

“WIFEY ALERT 🚨,” another user wrote, followed by a sea of heart emojis.

The door nudged open slowly, and in came Y/N, balancing a plate with one hand and holding a drink in the other. Her expression was one of mock seriousness, eyes narrowed like she was on a high-stakes mission. The second she stepped into frame, the chat went wild.

“SHE’S HEREEEE” “THE QUEEN HAS ARRIVED” “HOLD ON, SHE’S CARRYING SNACKS??” “I’m so single it’s painful”

“Dinner delivery for one Mr. Lando Norris,” Y/N announced, placing the plate in front of him with a flourish like she was a waiter at a five-star restaurant. “Sir, your steak and garlic butter potatoes. Compliments of the chef.”

“Oh, you’re too good to me, babe,” Lando said, eyes wide with dramatic awe. He glanced at the plate like it was a priceless treasure, then looked at the camera, pointing at Y/N. “Chat, look at this. Are you seeing this? Chef Y/N at it again. Tell me I’m not the luckiest guy in the world.”

“You’re not,” Max’s voice cut in, laughing. “I’m still here eating microwave noodles, mate.”

“Skill issue,” Y/N shot back casually, leaning down to glance at Lando’s second monitor. The chat’s speed had tripled. Her lips twitched into a smile. “They’re calling you a simp, by the way.”

“I am a simp,” Lando declared without hesitation, holding a fork like it was a scepter. “And I have no regrets.” He stabbed a piece of steak and stuffed it into his mouth, eyes closing in exaggerated bliss. “Oh, my days. This is illegal. You’re ruining me.”

“Man’s got his priorities right,” Aaron’s voice chimed in through the headset.

Y/N’s laughter bubbled out, light and melodic, and she shook her head. “Don’t choke on it, simp. I’ll be in the living room if you need me.” She leaned in and tapped a quick kiss to his cheek, which sent the chat into meltdown.

“CLIP IT, CLIP IT RIGHT NOW” “THE KISS. THE KISS. WE’VE WON.” “I’m crying. They’re so in love it’s disgusting.”

Lando’s cheek flushed pink as he glanced back at the camera, his grin stretching wider than it should. “Yeah, yeah, I know, I’m done for,” he said, rubbing his cheek where her lips had been like he could still feel it. “But you’d be too if you had Y/N bringing you garlic butter potatoes, alright? Don’t be jealous. It’s not a good look.”

“You’re insufferable,” Ria sighed. “But also, I’d like to formally request a plate.”

“Tell Y/N I’ll pay her to ship it to me,” Max added.

“She’s not taking requests,” Lando shot back, grinning like a man with the world’s greatest secret. “This exclusive menu is mine and mine alone.” He held up the plate to the camera, displaying the perfectly cooked steak and crispy golden potatoes. “Look at that. The chat’s in shambles. They’re losing it. I would be too, honestly.”

He glanced toward the door, his grin softening as he caught sight of Y/N’s figure passing by in the hallway. “Yeah,” he muttered to himself, eyes trailing her for a moment longer before turning back to the camera. “I’m absolutely done for.”

“Somebody save this man,” Aaron’s voice cackled, but Lando didn’t even hear it.

“Don’t want to be saved, mate,” Lando said, mouth full of potatoes. He raised his glass toward the camera like he’d done a hundred times before. “Cheers to being a simp, yeah? I’ll happily stay down bad forever.”

[rafesangelita]

for latina!kook!reader can you write her being new to the island and rafe always hears people talk about the new girl and he dosent think anything of it until he actually sees her and she’s this latina goddess and rafe swears he’s never seen a more beautiful woman and he instantly knows he has to have her?please and thank you i love your fics!!💘💘

also maybe this is kind of inspired by the song “sensacion del bloque” so maybe you can base it off that song🙈

only if you want of course!! no pressure<3

a/n: i was obsessed with this song when i was little omg!! i���m so happy you love my fics anon <333

“what’s all the fuss about this new girl on the island?” rafe took a swig from his beer, drawing both topper and kelce’s attention almost immediately. “for starters, she’s like insanely pretty,” kelce started, “i don’t know her name, but she’s already running around figure eight with the socialites.” he raised his eyebrows as topper butted in. “i heard she speaks spanish,” he added, “where do you think she’s from?” topper and kelce started throwing out names of different countries while rafe started forming his own thoughts.

people moved to and from the island all the time, so while rafe didn’t think much of the whole ‘new girl’ thing, he couldn’t help but wonder what it was about you that had literally everyone talking. all he knew was that you were attractive and could speak another language. he heard some guys at the country club raving about you the day before, and now his friends. was it the way you dressed? your hair? the way you walked? he needed to find out now.

“do you know where i could find her?” rafe interrupted kelce and topper mid argument. “uhm.. i don’t know? remember that house for sale right there by the shore? i think that’s the one she moved into.” topper looked confused as rafe stood up. “where are you going?” he followed him outside. “i have to see what the hype is about, man.” rafe was already in his truck before topper yelled out a ‘can i go too?!’

rafe felt like a stalker going over to your house. he wasn’t going to get off or anything.. he just parked across the street and staked the place out as if he was playing detective. apart of him felt ridiculous for doing this in the first place. here he was, waiting to just catch a glimpse of you. “what the fuck am i doing?” he cursed to himself. just as he was about to turn the engine back on, you emerged from the front door.

“te estaré esperando en el frente— i’ll be waiting for you in the front.” you chirped into your phone. rafe heard you before he saw you, the sight stealing all the breath from his lungs. you were dressed up in a tight, embellished, mini dress, your hair and makeup done to the gods while your butterfly heels sparkled under the setting sun. your beauty was otherworldly, and rafe couldn’t take his eyes off.

rafe was always the one to denounce something as ‘overhyped’ but he felt like the entire island talking about and praising you just wasn’t enough. you needed your own billboard. oblivious to the fact that you had looked up at him from your spot in the driveway, he closed his mouth as you smiled at him, your perfectly manicured fingers sending him a flirty wave. that was the cherry on top. rafe had gotten down and was about to approach you before a car full of girls drove up.

you walked down the pavement, the purse on your shoulder swaying with your hips as you looked up at him. “tal vez la próxima vez— maybe next time.” you laughed, getting in the car before he watched you disappear at the end of street.

[reinbouxsworld]

Vil being Tamayo kind of implies that Neige is some sort of Muzan figure, hilarious as that is. Demon RSA. They get to be the baddies for once. (Does this make Chenya Douma then? 🤔)

BUT ALSO…

UPPER MOON LEONA!!!! I’m thinking of him and Falena having a sort of Kokushibo and Yoriichi situation. Strongest Demon Slayer Falena, who loved his little brother so much he could not bear to kill him.

LeoYuu. Leona taking a nap in some random secluded village during the day, and Yuu, unknowing peasant girl, accidentally steps on his clothes. The start of a beautiful relationship 🥹

Riddle feels like he would be Rui in the AU of an AU. It’s kind of fitting as well considering Riddle was the first overblot faced while Rui was the first Demon Moon faced. Heartslabyul Spider(?) Family?

Vil and Rook being Daki and Gyutaro. Vil who only eats beautiful people. Rook, who says he prefers to eat beautiful people but will eat just about anyone with no discrimination because “BEAUTE! 100 points!” Alternatively, Gyokko Rook.

Hantengu Idia… maybe?

Muzan Crowley going “Aren’t I so kind~” every time he turns someone into a demon.

Sorry for the long ask!

DON'T BE SORRY I LOVED IT FORL START TO FINISH OMG

OK OK, NEIGE IS NOT MUZAN. Buuuut... he IS a demon! AND YEP RSA BOYS ARE THE BADDIES FOR ONCE!!!! (I got so happy when I read this one I swear I felt like I wasn't insane by trying to imply this)

Tho Neige does look like rui (I wanted to get some of the spider design of him). But he's actually more on a Daki like role. He's inspired by jorogumo (spider demon on Japanese culture), which often takes the appearance of a beautiful woman. I'm still thinking how exactly his arc will work, so I can't say much besides Vil still hates him. 💅

Chenya is a demon whose resembles a cat (resembles cause he does not have ears that just his hair in here) AND he's very important to riddle's backstory — I can say that this is my favorite one till now tho.

Dramatic pause cause I'm about to gush over EVERYTHING NOW.

YES YES UPPER MOON LEONA IS LIKE MY SIDE HUSBAND AT THIS POINT AND YES I rrly like that idea????? Plus Farena would fit yorichi like a glove too AND GOOD I LOVE THE DOOMED SIBLINGS TROUPE 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Honestly I'm very into the fact that if they meet as Leona as demon yuu would be turned into one too, just to make sure the slayers don't hurt his human to get him???! (But I also I'm rlly into the "turn me into a demon" "no" "turn me into a demon" "no" turn me in-" "FOR GODS SAKE NO")

OMG, YES. Not only that, but riddle ministering the rules over spider!heartslabyul family would be so interesting. I'm going for Trey as dad, Cater as mom as Ace and Deuce as older brothers (tho I feel like these two would be way more destructive than necessary). But demon riddle would also be a insane adversary if you don't have the mommy issues card to throw at him.

I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY ABOUT VIL AND ROOK AS GYUTARO AND DAKI IS ALREDY PERFECT AS IT IS.

Tho gyokko rook WOULD be amazing cause only rook could pull of gyokko weird ass and still make sense??? But Mostly he would make people into art into a way of making them beautiful forever?? (Much like sasori from naruto with his "art is eternal" thing)

HATENGU IDIA IS THE ULTIMATE ONE THO. Not only that, but to have five/six versions of Idia, and his stronger and younger one would still be Ortho WOULD MAKE IT EVEN MORE WILD. Bonus point if real Ortho was killed by him after being turned into a demon.

You got me with muzan!Crowley I'm definitely making this real in the au (it actually makes him even more sinister? I can handle muzan choking but I draw the line at Crowley ACTUALLY think he is kind when he's destroying lives (he's prettier doing it tho)

[lovexjoe]

The reader is a famous actress and dated Jacob for 3 years / ended he finds out he has a child at the bb4 premiere one year old

The ANGST 😭

You and Jacob were dating for 3 years till you guys called it quits…well he called it quits. Your relationship was very private so he appeared single to the world. It was half your idea and half his idea. Apparently his manager said it helps if he appears single cause it draws more attention to him. After shooting Bad Boys Ride Or Die he barely returned your calls and was just acting completely off. You couldn’t believe that someone you knew since high school could treat you like this, but fame will do it to ya. You let it be and took your loses.

2 months after the breakup you found out you were pregnant. You left endless calls asking Jacob if you guys can just talk in person one last time. Without context, you sounded desperate but you just didn’t want the potential of your phone calls being leaked. You managed to grab a job in the music industry under a stage name. You produced a few beats for the movie and with that you got invited to go. Greaaaaat. You didn’t really have a choice either cause your management needed you to get more exposure.

You birth a beautiful baby boy all by yourself and today on the day of the premiere he was one year old. You did a few interviews while your baby sitter had Alex inside away from the crowd

“Omg Y/S/N you look stunning tonight! Congratulations on your baby boy turning one today!” The interviewer gushed over a few pics you posted of Alex earlier.

“Awww thank you so much, it’s insane that he’s already a year old. Time flies!” You continue chatting it up with each interviewer. Happy that everybody was really sweet and respectable. You didn’t realize until the last interview that Jacob was right behind you in line for interviews. You felt his eyes on your back. Oh fucking great.

You hurried your way through the crowd hoping you could lose him. When you made it inside you cut the corner to go to the bathroom but you felt a hand grab your arm. He pushes you in the family bathroom, locking the door.

“Y/N do you want to explain to me, why the fuck I wasn’t informed that I have a child?!” Jacob’s jaw was clenched and it was the first you really seen him pissed off. But you know what? So tf were you.

“Oh hi Jacob! Maybe if you returned the 20 missed calls I left you asking to speak to you, you would know! You don’t get to be pissed! You left me! I did all of this by myself and I fucking hate you for it!” At this point you had tears streaming down your face. All the pain, lonely nights, sleepless nights: rushed to the surface.

It broke his heart that you went through pregnancy alone. He was crying as well. He couldn’t believe he missed this crucial time with you and his son.

“Y/N I’m sorry just please please let me make this up to you.” He pulls you close, wiping away your tears. It would be wrong to be petty in this situation cause Alex needed his father.

“I’m not gonna make this easy on you.”

“I understand. I fucked up but I need you and my son. I lost too much time already.” You nodded as he pulls you in for a hug.

You two fixed yourselves up, walking out the bathroom hand and hand. You met up with your babysitter and Jacob couldn’t believe his eyes. You gave birth to a baby him.

“Alex meet your daddy!” You placed Alex in his arms and he was immediately in awe. Alex was already giggling and grabbing Jacob’s face.

You were hurt, yes. But you wouldn’t change this for anything.

Taglist: @yeahnohoneybye @cardi-bre91 @onlysarang @romanreignsluver1 @minwn

@armandosbabymama @dyttomori @bbyplutosblog @vergilnelosparda @believeinthefireflies95

[erooca]

daycare pt. 2

ellie williams x reader

description: ellie williams is forced to work at a daycare. in part two, she gets more comfortable with her new job and with you. 2.5k words

omg im so happy a lot of people liked the first one!!! i hope u guys like this one too. i love writing ab ellie and am open to any suggestions you may have!!

part one: https://www.tumblr.com/erooca/724971592933834752/daycare

ever since you met ellie, you started seeing her more around your campus. every once in a while, y’all would go study together or maybe grab a coffee, but she’s never invited you back to her dorm before, at least not until right now.

like the gentleman she is, she held the door open and you walked in, instantly getting hit with the scent of ellie. specifically a nice, light scent of tobacco vanilla, which felt very on point for the freckled girl.

her dorm was small, smaller than yours since she had one to herself, while you shared with roommates. all that was in here was a bed, a desk, a mini fridge, storage, and a door leading to a bathroom.

her back wall was filled with little sketches everywhere. you knew she liked to draw, but you had no idea it meant this much to her. you took in all the drawings, examining them one by one. you see sketches of horses, dinosaurs (no surprise there), sunsets and just a lot of landscapes in general, and you see a few of an older looking man. you assume it’s her father.

ellie is watching you nervously as you examine all her drawings. she was scared as shit that you were finally in her dorm, but she also had a tingling feeling in her heart because you were surrounded completely by her and only her at the moment. she could get used to this.

it had been two weeks since her first day at the daycare. for two whole weeks, her thoughts have been plagued by you. she was loving it. she loved spending a full eight hour shift with you. just to see you, she would even come in five or ten minutes early.

she wasn’t very secretive about her crush on you. she did a lot of things for you. if you went on break earlier than her, she’d pick you up something to eat and would forbid you from paying her back. she would also buy things you had mentioned you needed for the classroom. one time, she even brought you a candy bar since she noticed you weren’t as energetic as your usual self.

even after all these gracious gifts, you were oblivious. it drove ellie insane. she really didn’t want to have to confess it out loud to you. she was really hoping you’d just take the hint and ask her out yourself. ellie has a bit of a hard time with rejection and she can’t imagine pouring out her feelings to you just for you to tell her you didn’t feel the same about her.

“hey.. is this one of king’s drawings?” you said, pointing at a colorful and bright picture. it had two stick figures with a hell of a lot of scribbles.

“oh yeah, he said he drew it for me,” ellie smiled, reliving the memory. king had told her it was a drawing of her and him hanging out together. ellie asked if she could keep the drawing and of course king said yes.

“that’s so sweet,” you smiled brightly. you were so happy ellie already made a strong connection with one of the students. the best part about working with kids is seeing the way you influence them and make them better humans.

ellie nodded.

“so, did ya’ wanna order pizza and watch a movie?” ellie asked.

“that sounds like a perfect way to relax after a week of working.”

you guys settle onto ellie’s bed (since there’s no couch) watching a random movie on netflix waiting for the pizza.

it was a really good night. you wish you could spend every night like this.

the next monday, you were eagerly waiting for ellie to enter the classroom door. you were so excited to see her. you guys had such a great time on saturday, and you couldn’t wait to be in ellie’s presence again.

when the door opened, all the children screamed out ellie’s name, getting up to go give her a hug.

“ellie!! guess what my mom did this weekend!!” a blonde girl named charlie asked.

“i went to the park yesterday ellie!!” pippa told her.

“hey! hey! ellie!” another kid called for attention.

ellie laughed and listened to each of the kids one by one. it warmed your heart so much seeing your students gathered around ellie, telling her stories and giving her hugs. you felt like you could burst from the warmth that spread throughout your body.

when she was finished, she got up and locked eyes with you. she greeted you and that was when you noticed two starbucks cups in her hands. she sheepishly handed one of them out to you.

“ellie, you shouldn’t have done this,” you said, taking the cup from her even though it contradicted your words.

“gotta get a coffee for my favorite coworker,” her lips rose into a half smile.

you brought the drink up to your lips and sipped. you’ve had starbucks countless times, but this one tasted different. it tasted amazing and you know it’s because it was ellie who bought it for her. you thanked her.

the day continued on as usual. while you were outside, you watched as the kids ganged up on ellie to chase her and take her to “jail”. you watched her run, taking the game a little too seriously. it made you think how she’d probably survive a zombie apocalypse, if it ever happened.

she easily got cornered and king tugged her hand, leading her to the fence. some of the other kids did a locking motion, acting as though ellie was chained to the fence.

“don’t get out!!!” one of the boys, william, said.

you made your way over, innocently.

“how’s jail?” you ask.

“oh, ha ha,” she said sarcastically, then her eyes lit up, as if she had a great idea, “hey.. unlock me!” she said, glancing at her hands.

“you do realize you aren’t actually locked in, right?” you ask, laughing.

ellie scoffs. you follow through with her request anyway, motioning an unlocking gesture. then ellie bolted.

“HEY! they let ellie out! get both of them!” one of the kids yelled.

now both of you were running for your lives from a big group of three year olds.

once you guys came inside, you had lunch, and then nap time. when the kids woke up, you opted to do floor toys and just keep them all on the colorful alphabet rug.

you sat with the children, watching them build with the duplo legos. they were each having you look at what they made. you praised them each time, suggesting they add a different colored block or make it taller. soon, you felt a bit tired so you laid down onto the carpet.

this turned out to be a bad idea when half of your students rolled on top of you, leaving you no room to even move. all you could hear was the sounds of your three year olds giggling, as they tortured you.

you called out for help from ellie but was met with the response of laughter coming from her.

wow. your own friend. you thought up your revenge plan quickly, “everyone!!!” you shouted, catching their attentions, “go give ellie a kiss!!”

“what? no- no,” but it was too late. the kids ran up to her, giving her kisses on her arms and hands. a few even gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“payback,” you smirk at her, watching as she’s trying to control the kids now.

“oh you’re evil,” she responds, playfully narrowing her eyes at you.

the rest of the day went by fast, but this time ellie wasn’t leaving when you got down to less kids. maria had asked that you go through all the cleaning duties with her that are required for closing. you agreed, obviously excited to spend even more with her. you decided to wait until all the children were gone to start teaching it. it would allow you to give ellie your full focus.

all the kids were called to leave one by one and soon it was 6:00 and all the kids had went home. it was just ellie and you in the room. you could already feel the intense butterflies moving through you. god, your crush had gotten bad.

ignoring the feeling in your stomach that was so extreme it almost hurt, you showed ellie the closet.

“so we keep the vacuum and broom in here, and all of the cleaning chemicals. there’s bleach water, soapy water, floor spray, and a bathroom cleaner,” you explain to ellie.

you went inside to pull out the vacuum but with a mighty tug, the vacuum wouldn’t come loose. it was stuck in between the children’s mats. you said a naughty word but kept trying.

“here, let me help,” ellie said from outside the closet, stepping inside.

“wait! don’t let the door—“

click

“shut..”

“oh fuck. did i just lock us in here?” ellie asked, wide eyed as soon as she heard the click of the lock.

“uhh.. yeah. you did. it’s alright, i’m sure someone will find us soon,” you said, hopeful.

the closet wasn’t super tight, but it definitely wasn’t spacious. you were a little too close to ellie for comfort. you could already feel your heart racing. someone better find you guys soon, or you might have a heart attack.

“i’m gonna see if maybe i can like.. jam the door open,” you said, trying to switch spots with ellie so you were closer to the door. you couldn’t ignore the way your skin touched hers in an effort to get across.

you started wiggling the handle with all your might, trying to move it up, down, and side to side. it wasn’t budging.

“try moving it like this,” ellie had found her way right behind you. she rested her hand on the door handle where yours was. your pinkies overlapped and ellie started jiggling the handle too.

you looked to your side and noticed she had her other hand resting on the door, for support, to the right of your head. she was basically leaning over you, trapping you within her arms.

“yeah we’re not getting out of this any time soon,” ellie states, letting her hand rest on the door knob.

you finally turned around to face her and it both hit you how close you both had gotten. your back was against the door and she was right in front of you, only maybe a foot away.

ellie felt a dust of pink wash over her cheeks as she realized how close she was to you. she hadn’t meant to position you like this, but she wasn’t complaining.

ellie was keeping her eyes locked with yours and neither of you guys made an attempt to move. you could hear as her breath was moving more rigid.

it was becoming too much for you, and you glanced down, forcing your head to look at the ground. you tried to relax your heart that seemed as though it was clawing out of your chest.

a soft hand rose to the bottom of your chin, and pulled it upwards, forcing you to look back at ellie.

“don’t.” ellie whispered, not taking her eyes off of you.

you don’t think you’ve ever desired someone as much as you desired ellie right now. you were so close to grabbing her face, giving her as many kisses as she deserved, but instead you stood still, frozen under ellie’s dominant position.

ellie took the hand from your chin and moved it to gently tuck a wisp of hair behind your ear, “wanna see your pretty face…” she let her hand rest on her cheek.

your whole face turned a blushy color at her words. how was this girl you met only a few weeks ago making you sink into a puddle?

“ellie..” you breathed out, scanning her face, trying to decipher any thought she might have. from up this close, you could see how irregular her pattern of freckles were. how they were different shades of the same color. you could count them all from this position, and you happily would.

“can i please kiss you?” ellie asked, in almost a puppy dog voice.

you didn’t trust yourself with your voice right now (hell, you’d probably accidentally propose to her), so you gave a sweet nod.

she took a step closer to you, bodies mere inches from colliding, she watched your eyes and glanced to your lips.

“are you sure?” she asked, wanting to confirm that this is genuinely what you wanted. her eyes went back up to yours and she searched them.

instead of answering, you moved forward closing the gap. your soft lips met with her chapped ones. ellie made a noise of surprise at your sudden movement, but easily got comfortable, kissing you back.

she pulled back after a moment, but stayed close to your face.

“holy fuck,” she breathed out, trying to regain any sense of herself she had previously.

before you had a chance to say anything, she reconnected her lips with yours. she placed her hands on your hips, pulling you in closer. you crossed your hands around her neck. you don’t ever think you’ve felt this kind of rush before. all you knew was that you wanted ellie closer. you wanted to be surrounded by her completely. now that you’ve kissed her once, you don’t think you’ll ever be able to stop kissing her.

she slowly started kissing along your jawline, and then trailing her lips down your neck. you giggling at the sensation from the way it tickled your skin.

ellie liked the way your throat felt under her mouth. she continued to leave soft kisses all on you. you could feel your hunger for her grow stronger and stronger.

just then the door swung open, leaving you to fall on the ground, and ellie tumbling over you. you both groaned in pain.

maria stood in front of you two’s lying bodies. she cleared her throat awkwardly. it was obvious she saw what you guys were doing before you fell.

“i’m not gonna talk about what i just saw, but how many times have i told you not to let that door shut??” maria said, only acting angry to wash away the awkward feeling of walking in on her (basically) niece making out with one of her best workers.

“it was my fault, maria. i let the door close,” ellie said, taking the blame. she stood up from the ground, and then held out a hand to you. you gladly took it and she pulled you up.

maria sighed in frustration, “don’t let it happen again, and get this room clean. we lock up in 15 minutes.”

as soon as she leaves the room, you erupt in giggles, thinking of how shocked maria’s face was. ellie joined your laughter, just now realizing how silly the situation had become.

knowing there wasn’t any time left to dilly-dally, you two sped cleaned the room.

you hoped the next couple days would be full of more closet kisses, more of those loving looks ellie had given you today, or even wishful touches throughout the hours.

unknown to your knowledge, ellie was planning on giving you every single one of those for the rest of her life.

[shalalalalamova]

OMG DARII WATCHED EMH?!?!?!?! (yes, yes I did)

Felt like goofing around with colors, love the result + I like drawing people grabbing their faces and/or going insane

[historicallyaccuratecheese]

I’m happy to say that Starkid Innit…was honestly life changing for me.

It was not only super amazing to be able to see these people who have inspired me so much in person for the first time, but the entire show was spectacularly performed, it felt amazing to be surrounded by so many people who love the same thing as me, all of whom were lovely, and like…I finally get concerts now! I’ve never really thought they’d be for me, but…wow, I haven’t just enjoyed myself freely like that in…god, I don’t even know. It’s really inspired me to be more outgoing and maybe try out some new things (the band did such a good job that they’re inspiring me to do music again after having not done so for four years lmao.)

Also, some notable highlights:

- The insane cheering from the crowd all throughout, along with the fact that it surprisingly didn’t actually bother me because it was just that exciting.

- Being able to meet up with a friend and fellow Starkid fan who I haven’t seen in person for a while (I know you’re reading this so omg hiiiiiii)

- The cosplayers??? The bracelets??? Everyone was so dedicated and I love each and every one of you

- TGWDLM AS THE OPENING YEEEESSSS

- Everyone on stage looked amazing… The whole thing looked amazing….the stage…the lights….the outfits…ouuuggghhh

- On the note or outfits, the “where’d you get your shirt” bit was comedy gold

- The NPMD medley was just…yes…Jeff as Max works so well too…

- THE AUDIENCE PLAYED RICHIE AND SHOUTED I’M NOT A LOSER THAT’S SO COOL

- EVERYONE STARTED SWINGING THEIR PHONE FLASHLIGHTS IN THE WIND DURING JAMIE’S NUMBERS I LOVED IT SO MUCH (also loved the eulogy she gave for her dog)

- I got to see Starkid say trans rights in person this is the best timeline

- Corey doing Show Stopping Number…I screamed…

- Also THE AUDIENCE SINGING ALONG TO SHOW STOPPING NUMBER AND GOING BACK TO HOGWARTS I SCREAMED

- The medley of forgotten songs all performed in a super tragic and melodramatic manner was fucking hysterical. You have not seen true art until you see Meredith Stepien singing an emo reprise of “Hermione Can’t Draw”.

- Lauren acknowledging how Firebringer becoming a viral meme gives them a lot of money was great

- Lauren and Joey doing Granger Danger again…yes…

- Our Doors are Open works REALLY well in a meta sense and I’m disappointed in myself for never realizing it that until now.

- Feast or Famine. Just. Just Feast or Famine.

- ME AND MY DICK JUMPSCARE IN 2024?!

- The whole buildup to taking the picture was hilarious as well

- Surprise Spice Girls? Ok?

- HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEFF!!!

Anyways whole thing was great I’m going to cry now :,). Here’s a picture from my vertigo inducing viewpoint all the way up in…I think…D13? D17? Idk.

[littledollll]

Omg I need something

Lucifer x human! reader

Lucifer is in desguise in a city and meet R who tell them the pick up line "are you an angel? Because you look like you fell from Heaven"

What happens next is up to you.

Doesn't have to be long, I just think it's fun.

-🦡anon

Someone new

Lucifer Morningstar x reader

A/n: big thanks to my bae @pebbleswritessometimes for giving me this idea, we were freaking out about it at 3am (April 1) it was amazing.

I just decided it would be fun to indulge you my dear anon and add it to this already started fic! Thanks for your request. (April 26)

Warnings: none

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

A stranger, a stranger you wished so badly to have in your life for the rest of your life. Lately you meet a lot of them. Charming and kind, confident and thoughtful, sweet and calm. There was something so familiar about each one, something you couldn’t quite place yet inviting and so lovely.

Someone new every day. You’d fall for them every time, their character, how they projected themselves, their voice. Everything about each was drawing you in, you couldn’t understand it but it sure as hell was entertaining, it was lively and heartwarming.

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This started as a game to Lucifer, a little something to keep them entertained just because they could. Looking back on it now they were glad they decided to toy with you out of all people they could’ve possibly chosen.

They found you very entertaining but also generally so kind.. so sweet. The game was never intended to go on for so long really, but how could they ever bring themselves to stop from meeting you?

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You’d wish they’d stay a little longer but never dread. You knew another one would show at some time the next day, at this point it was expected. You waited each time with anticipation running through your veins to see just who you’d run into today, that would be the light of your day.

It came to you. That was it, each and everyone one brought light, there was the familiarity. Powerful yet subtle, bright but not blinding, enough to keep you warm but not burning.

You wished to know each one more, and in a weird way it felt like you did, like one after the other they completed eachother, like they were the very same but in different parts.

Such a weird phenomenon but one you wouldn’t dare complain about. You didn’t want it to ever stop, each charming word and sticky sweet smile was engraved to your brain. You felt like you could tell this stranger anything, and you felt as if you knew everything about them. You were learning, all of you? Both of you.

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Each time you were beyond excited to meet them, and each time you seemed more curious, more confused which then turned into more aware.

That was also entertaining to watch. You coming to the realization that these could all be the very same, but also the worry of sounding insane and being completely wrong. Lucifer could see the cogs turning in your head every time you spoke, how you didn’t really seem opposed to the idea, just afraid of being wrong.

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"You knew who I was every step that I ran into you” there it was. That soothing voice again, that same voice in a different body.

“Who are you?” Your tone was curious, fond. Not mean or upset, but filled with genuine wonder. “Someone new.. maybe not so new.” Your beloved stranger(s?) replied. And you smiled.

It was weird to think about how normal this felt for you, you didn’t feel insane, you didn’t feel tricked. It was more of a fun phenomenon, like whoever this truly was, they were just playing a game.

“Aha! So I am right!” You practically jumped at their confirmation as you walked together. “Have you been speculating for a long time?” As always, their tone was fond, amused. And their smile soft and kind.

“A while honestly, maybe more on the third or fourth person, you’re always the same you know? I don’t know how to explain it.. I find it quite lovely though! A little confusing since I now kinda question every stranger I met..” you could ramble on forever and they’d so gladly let you, but you stopped yourself and your walk as you turned to address them.

“Is this some kind of social experiment?” You asked enthusiastically. Your stranger chuckled, shaking their head, “yes, and also no.” They were away one to give such vague answers.

“Will I ever meet the real you?” That made them pause. “The real me?” Their tone a little more serious now. Yet you nodded and explained further. “Don’t get me wrong it’s a very fun.. game? But I’d like to know my favorite strangers true face and name..”

“The ‘real’ me isn’t my name or face darling.. is it truly that important to you? I’ll let you in on a little secret.. the very first time we met, you saw my real face.”

You vaguely remember that. A beautiful, tall- simply ethereal person walking past and making friendly conversation. And you threw the cheesiest pick up line on earth possibly- “are you an angel? Because you look like you fell from heaven.” Which was met with an amused smile and tilted head..

“Now, why would you wear any other face when you have such a pretty one! Will you tell me your name?” Lucifer chuckled and shook their head. “Because it’s not about my pretty looks, darling.. Maybe, some other day..”

“Hopefully soon, then.” Oddly enough, though the curiosity was killing you, their name wasn’t really all that important. Hopefully some day, and hopefully soon, your stranger would tell you their name. You just can’t wait for that day.

[hkthatgffan]

I’m so anxious about doing commissions, and I’m always so honored and excited to be asked to do art for people. Especially for the fandom I love.

Money is a necessity, people work their asses off for it. There’s a certain kind of disrespect for that when you have the nerve to take it, promise something in return and give nothing with no explanation or just straight up ghosting/blocking people who ask for one.

I feel so bad for not getting people’s art done within a week, I couldn’t imagine sitting on a drawing, that will take me maybe a couple hours, for more than a month, let alone a year, let alone FIVE YEARS

I once finished a commission while riding out a hurricane.

I’m hoping it’s all a misunderstanding, that she’s okay, and just dealing with a lot of stuff. But communication is key when you do freelance art for a living. It lets people/ future employers/big commissioners know they can trust you. You lose that when you screw people over

Stan Pines will cheat you out of your money, but at least he’s giving you the illusion of goods and services

Exactly! I seldom commission art but the few times outside of Kiki-Kit that I have done so have always gone well (like with you, lol). Whether it's a $20 or $40 or even over $100 commission, everyone who pays for one goes in knowing delays can happen and that it takes time to make it. We're all human and things can occur. In every case, be it from the person paying or the artist making the commission, proper communication is always key on both ends to make things go well.

It all boils down to that with this situation. If Kiki-Kit is going through some hardships or is in a situation where she cannot work on comms rn, communicating that to her customers is important. Yes, we're all paying customers expecting a product we paid for, but we also are understanding of such situations and okay with working around it and giving more time (and even in my case I really truly felt really bad for her when she made that update post in June and I do honestly all things considered, hope she is okay). Of course, for the people who have been waiting years, that's a whole other story and she has a lot to explain to them, but for people like me and the many others from the Feb batch she accepted, we're all okay with waiting, so long as she lets us know that. And if she had privately just let us know or made a public tweet/post about it, we wouldn't be here rn.

Maybe it's cause of my nature of believing in chances and giving people the benefit of the doubt (despite that in the past in some cases really biting me), but I do wanna believe she will make things right and fix this. I can't speak for everyone involved in this matter, but for me at least, if she just responds to everyone and offers an update or chance to refund, that's a good start. She will have to rebuild a lot of trust before she may ever turn to the fandom again for monetary aid like this, given the reputational damage is now there, but she can rectify it if she gets back to us. At this point rn, that's the least she can do.

Also OMG, I hope you're doing okay, Steph. Finishing a commission while there's a hurricane outside is insane but I respect that commitment to the task at hand, lol😭👏

Side note, Grunkle Stan can cheat me out of money any day but only him, lol!

[lunarleonardo]

I was gonna put something here but decided to check ao3 first and THABK GOD I DID cuz that was hands down the best chapter ever. Im gonna say the other thing i wanted to say in a different ask because I need to talk this out soo uhh here comes another yap session from me :3

Just the first sentence made me actually scream (my poor friend was a witness of this as i sent her dozens of voice messages qwq) because oh my GOD ORPHAN KOKICHI!!! AAAA!! This is making me super duper happy because JCJDJFJDJD KOKICHI ive read alot of kokichi pov fics and I can assure you you are NOT mischaracterizing him and anyone who thinks so missed the whole point. He is being PSYCHOLOGICLLY TORTURED!!@@?! HE IS NOT OKAY GUYS!!@@%!! I did notice how the mastermind acted a bit differently each time but I thought it was just dependinf on tsumugis mood i was NOT EXPECTING THIS!! HELLOOO?!?#$&!?!? the tho8ght of there being more of them ooohj you are so SO clever your ideas just feed into mine and UDHDHJDJS i dont think theres a time i wqs ever even slightly dissapointed with ypur writing because it ALWAYS HITS THE RIGHT SPOTS and ooohh it just keeps getting crazier and I finally found something where I am the target audience and it is making me gen so happy JXJDJDJE oh and don't even get me started on the END?!?!? HEELLOOO?!?! Shuichi my poor little baby oh my god I am going insane AAA I am so not prepared for what shes about to do to him i have a teensy weensy feeling they are gonna get tortured together and that is.perfec.iom AND LITERALLY ONE OF THE THINGS I WROTE. I like roleplayinf my silly ideas and then if its good enough i write it out and there was this one wehre likee im not gonna rsmbke about thst now but basically THAT. Like they have ti make choices and watch eschother suffer and OOOHHH THE DESPAIR!!! And also. The last sentence. ??. I REMMEMBER THAT PIC YPU POSTED. STRAITJACJRTB KOKICHI. THAT WAS THERE. I feel like this is important since it was mentioned in the official art AND OH i am SO excited AAAAAAA

Well....thats that....i really hope i dont annoy youbwith my long ass asks i just like showing how much I LOVE your storys and ideas by writing out my thoughts LOL i do wanna draw something about thus but it is late and I do wanna write another ask about the thing I was originally gonna say SOOOO that can wait till tomorrow TwT BYEE!!

(*^▽^)/★*☆♪ I love these long asks!!! Don't worry!!

It was probably cus I finished the chapter at like 3am when i was insecure and anxietyridden that I felt so nervous about it but it sounds like it came out okay! :P I realized that the only time I've ever rlly gone into my Long Standing Kokichi Backstory(Fanon) was in m5 with that girl, so I figured now might as well be the time to explore it more in depth ゜゜(´O｀)°゜

:O That . Roleplay writing story thing. Sounds SUPER INTERESTING omg I love roleplaying!! ♪ヽ(´▽｀)/ i rp with my girlfriend and currently im on my #316th streak of reminding her to respond. its success rate is stagnatingly low

Tsumugi's Mood seems to have been a big part of everyones assumptions so,, I'll tell u this. There are very specific "styles" of torture each person will do. The violent one prefers to be physical, the cruel one (also known as "doll whumper" in my notes ;3) prefers things on a more psychological standpoint, but will definitely lash out if they lose enough patience (hence them dislocating kokichis shoulder QwQ)

i cant say much more than that cus i fear i have a story to write and i cant give out "spoilers" or whateverrr but . time will tell!

Thank you so so much though!! Im super glad ur enjoying it lol (*＞∇＜)ﾉ

[sunlightdrop]

how long have you kinned rapunzel and why?

it's actually a kind of long story, so bare with me ... !!!

but basically, i am on the spectrum, and have been diagnosed since i was a little kiddo. when i was really young, i had an obsession with rapunzel (before tangled came out - i loved her fairytale. i had a lot of rapunzel books, a bunch of different retellings, like those illustrated children's books !!)... it went as far as trying to grow my hair super long like hers !! i also loved disney princesses. the two of them were my special interests, but i hadn't realized it at the time.

so, when i saw the first trailer for tangled, and realized disney was making a rapunzel film... saying i was excited beyond belief would be an understatement. my family never ever let me leave the house to do things, other than go to school. i was barely even allowed to tag along for things such as the grocery story. but i begged my parents endlessly, despite how much they shouted and were cruel, to take me to see it when it came out. i begged for weeks !! and eventually i wore them down. i got to go see it in theaters, and my life was literally forever changed. it instantly became my special interest, and has been for (nearly) 14 years now !!

ever since then, i was obsessed. i got it on dvd for my birthday after it came out, and i watched it so much i wore the disc out !!! i talked about this in another ask, but it inspired me so so much and brought me such an insane amount of joy.

that was when i was ten years old !! i didn't know what kinning was then, of course. but i saw myself in rapunzel so much. i also loved to draw and paint, i was locked away too, and i had a very similar relationship with my mother as she did with gothel. i felt like our personalities were so similar, too. so i always said i was like rapunzel... i'd dress up as her for halloween, i'd use her as my icon on every site, etc etc... so i kind of "kinned" her before knowing what kin was !!

i'd also have so so many dreams about rapunzel, from her perspective. like memories she'd have, and that's what i believe they are. i have had countless at this point -- i've filled an entire journal of them, and i've started another one !! ^_^ even before i watched tangled, i had a dream about something small that happened in tangled. i don't wanna sound crazy so i won't get too into it here, but when i saw it for the first time, i was totally freaking out !!

i think about 2014 was when i learned what kinning was !! and i was like omg, that's how i feel about rapunzel !! :") so it's been at least 10 years officially !!!

(sorry i keep writing novels here kfjsdgn but ... gosh it's so important to me i can't help it !! thank you nonnie !!)

[majachee]

HIIII ok so I have a question about the power ranger TD au!!

Are there gonna be any ships? (I’m mostly interested in Noah ships (totally not my favorite character)) likeee is there gonna be Noco? Nowen? Is duncey gonna be canon?

(Also is Gwen gonna show up? IF SOO will there be gwourtney or gwent instead? Is the Duncan, Courtney and Gwen triangle gonna come?)

ALSO I CANT WAIT UNTIL THE DRAMA BROTHERS SHOW UP GANSNKSBAKAKAAH

ok that was all thank you very much good person 🫡

CRAWFISH SPOTTED YEAHEAHHHHHHHH

As for relationships... 😈

Since this is a self-indulgent AU made primarily for enjoyment, I'm pretty lenient when it comes to romantic pairings! If someone suggests a ship and I feel fine towards it, I'll give them some crumbs to work with lmao

Focusing on the pairings you brought up, though...

Noah - I headcanon Noah as being on the aroace spectrum, meaning he rarely feels attraction towards others. This identity is brought up several times in the AU, though not exactly by name (I don't think Noah would use specific labels, tbh)...

HOWEVER, he is not immune to the ship-bait crumbs! Noah and Owen are close in this AU, and can be read as romantic or queerplatonic. Nowen is explicitly canon in this AU, and most TD related things I'll write or draw! But, whether they're romantic or queerplatonic is up to the readers, I've decided. I love both interpretations equally, and I love Nowen because of how both interpretations work almost perfectly!

As for NoCo... I have mixed feelings towards this ship, but that's usually because nobody ever interprets it the way I interpret it: and that's Cody fucking sucks /aff /derogatory.

He had a weird one-sided situationship with Noah for 3 days in October of freshman year, said something FOUL and KINDA CRINGE about rizz and women, and Noah just got up and left. No hesitation.

Let Cody be a loser... genuinely. He gets mauled by a bear at least once. Other than that, no hints of NoCo in the main plot. Cody's out there freakin it loser style, and Noah is gay married to Owen in every universe.

Now for the questions about Gwen and Courtney - No for the love triangle, I felt that entire thing ruined all three characters. Like, Duncanis suppose to be a "punk with a heart of gold" and yet he's down to cheat??? Gwen, the anxious yet very progressive goth who's like... genuinely nice??? And bro what'd Courtney do to deserve that??? ... She did help carry WT tho

As for Duncey and Gwent? I'm on the fence. I don't think Duncan and Courtney are good for eachother. And Gwent was really cute in season 1, but the way they handled Trent's breakdown in Action just felt... off. I think I prefer both of them being single, unfortunately. Might have Trent and Gwen be exes on really good terms though? For world building and lore? Because both characters are revelant to the plot due to their connections with Courtney, Duncan, and Harold (primarily Trent for that last one but yk)

Qwourtney is a maybe, I did promise some Heather/Courtney crumbs for an anon so I'm down for that lmao

Honestly, if you wanna write or draw ship art for this AU, even if ifs not explicitly "canon" then go for it. I'd love to see it! This is a self-indulgent AU, and I'm chill w/ letting you guys get self-indulgent with my self-indulgent AU lmaoooooo

And to finish this off...

I'M GONNA USE THE DRAMA BROTHERS AS AN EXCUSE TO REFERENCE BUFFY, LET ME TELL YOU... DUDE. THE SCENES AT THE BRONZE AND THE COLLEGE HOUSE PARTIES WHERE INDIE/ROCK BANDS ARE PLAYING LIVE AND SMTH INSANE HAPPENS... CHANGED ME FUNDAMENTALLY. Omg i love buffy the vampire slayer hashtag feminism

[forbiddensiren1]

hiiiii, love your blog and just wanna say to keep it up! I'm so glad there's another (active) Siren-fan on here, omfg. for a while there, I felt like miyako (the 70's version), crying out into the void trying to get someone to hear her...

hellooo !! thank youu i’ll try 🫶🏻 some posts are actually scheduled to the queue (daily siren moment) & there’s a few there so hopefully we’ll keep going for a while !! honestly me too !! i’m surprised that my posts get any interaction at all, siren is a hidden gem fr & i think a lot of people should play it because it’s definitely just as good as silent hill in my opinion .. you actually kind of inspired me to make this sideblog i won’t even lie, i’d been looking for others posting abt siren for weeks & when i checked the tag on here i was like omg .. my people ..

i just wanted to post about the series & talk about it so badly that when it came to making a sideblog too i was like what the hell, sure. even if nobody sees what i post i still want to discuss it so bad. i actually sent you that very cringeworthy anon a bit ago, lol. your art is just so lovely !! your linework is gorgeous & you capture expressions so fluidly, you draw all of the characters perfectly. i also have your tetsuo fanfic bookmarked because i need to sit down & read it, tetsuo fans unite 🫶🏻 i wiiish i had the confidence to post my siren art & writing, ur strong as hell for that .. respect !!!!

i knoww how you feel i feel that so hard, i have one irl friend who got me into the game & we talk about it sometimes but we mostly make jokes about it & man the siren fixation has got me BAD i’m wayyy too attached to this game & these characters already i need to talk about it or i will go insane. my friend is out here making jokes about what would happen if kyoya set fire to shiro’s car if the distress flare was still in there & i’m there like “hey can i be serious with you. do you think that any of these characters have been happy for even one second in their lives :(“ (the answer is no)

ur last bit of the ask had me laughing a bit too .. sorry, but this was genuinely all i could think of when i first read it lol

[bane-boo]

Do you ever read something on AO3 without looking at the tags and immediately regret it? Because I was looking through the shredder aka oroku saki tag on that website and I clicked on something without looking at the tags. PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD LOOK AT THE TAGS. I THOUGHT I WAS TOUGH. I THOUGHT I COULD HANDLE DARK SHIT. I AM NOT 🔥🔥🔥

I'm not joking, omg I wish I was joking. I couldn't make it halfway through the story without puking. I couldn't stop reading it, it was like watching a car accident. The writing was insane. I felt like I was reliving a forgotten memory, I felt every word burn into my skull. Like holy shit this story messed me up. I just want to hold him in my arms and never let anyone near him ever again.

I'm not going to mention the story's name or go too in depth into detail because it's not the author's fault that this story messed me up. They put the proper warnings, I just ignored them. That's on me. Anyways, I'm gonna draw little space shredder again to cope.