#i had to split this part in 2 cus was too long

[rainyfroggy]

Mobu-chan and Teruki

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

[rinskazuu]

don't want to let you go, baby ⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

synopsis. ꨄ︎ texting the jjk men "i can't do this anymore," and they take it as you breaking up with them but you aren't (not the misunderstanding trope) PART 1

characters. ꨄ︎ fem!reader x gojo, toji, choso, itadori, yuta (separate)

cw. ꨄ︎ established relationship, small (and quick) misunderstanding, fluff, crack (cus when am i not funny), suggestive in toji's (are we surprised), extreme comfort (especially in yuta's), possessive toji, talk of violence, !!purely joking about khs (yuji, he IS NOT BEING SERIOUS, i forgot to add in the tone indicator)!!, reader having self doubt

notes. ꨄ︎ i'm still reading the jjk manga (currently in the middle of culling game arc) so i'm not the most familiar with yuta's character. if any of u feel that i mischaracterized him, pls pls pls lmk!! also, i made this too long so i had to split it in 2 parts

♪ song used. ꨄ︎ one more last time by henry young

part 2 geto, nanami, sukuna, megumi, and inumaki

end notes. ꨄ︎ very sorry to the nctzens who might see this through yuta x reader

reblogs, comments, and likes are all appreciated! <3

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[istanmyman]

Ghost gets Amnesia (Part 1/2)

What if Ghost got injured on a mission and has amnesia as a result?

I think with Ghost that he would feel better having forgotten his terrible past. He suddenly wakes up in a hospital bed, head aching and feeling on high alert. Where is he? What is he doing here?

His body has learned to tense up and prepare for the worst over the years, but it never comes. People claiming to be his colleagues and friends come to take care of him while he has apparently forgotten his whole life. It's easier to open up after having forgotten why he keeps his distance in the first place.

His captain, John Price, is a caring man who clearly wants him to feel at home at the military base he works and lives at. Laswell has been checking up on him frequently and both her and Price have filled him in on his job and the secrecy surrounding his identity.

It sounds surreal, but so does everything else feel around him. Gaz or rather Kyle, has been a huge help, checking up on him frequently to see if he's physically but also mentally doing okay.

The man is calm and subtle with his jokes, can be a sarcastic prick too from time to time. Not that Simon minds since he finds Kyle's quips quite amusing. Gaz helps him settle, Price grounds him, reminds him that this is his home.

Then there's John or rather 'Soap'.

While Kyle is calm and easygoing with his interactions, John is the complete opposite; a whirlwind of emotions. A man without boundaries. Soap isn't careful at all with him, doesn't treat him like a patient like the others do. He almost immediately pats Simon on the back and shoulder, is sarcastic and jokes a lot, makes fun of him (not in a mean way) and is so open about the memories they share and what he thinks of him.

Almost immediately the man had asked to be called Johnny, cus that's what Simon apparently always calls him. It's different and raw and each interaction claws at him. Johnny makes him wants to remember all that he's forgotten even though deep down he knows that no happy memories are waiting for him.

There's something about the man that pulls him in and makes him feel so seen and cared about. It's maddening not to know how deep their relationship runs because soap is dropping hints left and right that he cares about Simon, probably a bit TOO much.

And Simon comes to care a bit too much for Johnny too. He doesn't remember his time in the military, doesn't remember why he decided to wear the mask, doesn't remember why he should keep his distance so he doesn't. With every hint Johnny drops he walks right in, returns the advances and makes it obvious that he's interested too.

And then they kiss one day, when Simon has barely remembered a thing yet besides vague recollections of gunfire, passing feelings and pain, but most importantly: Johnny. Always by his side, calling him Lt, having his six, smiling brightly, humoring his jokes and quiping back with a playfulness Simon adores.

It's late and they're alone, sparring on the mats when Soap pins him down and asks him to yield with a wide grin. Simon grins back, visibly as he has taken off his mask, not caring about wearing the fabric around Soap. "Only if you kiss me, Johnny." He says and Johnny loses his smile. Instead his eyes spark with a hopeful look. "You mean that?" he says with a hitched breath.

Simon chuckles. "Wouldn't say it if I wasn't." For a split second Simon fears that he's gone too far, has asked for something he shouldn't have, doubt still a part of him he can't get rid of, but John eases his worries as he presses his lips against Simon in what feels like a desperate kiss. Like he's wanted to do this for so long, like he's held back his whole life. The grip on Simon is released as he feels tears fall on his face.

John pulls back, teary eyed and smiling. He looks so happy, but why is he crying? "Johnny-" "-Sorry." Soap says as he sits up and wipes his tears. "God, I didn't think-, I thought-, I don't know." He let's out a wet chuckle. "I missed you...and us."

Oh. Simon realises now why John got emotional. It seems they did have something going on before he lost his memories.

"Sorry." John apologises again. "Don't apologise. Never apologise." Simon says as he pulls John in and rests their foreheads together. "I'm sorry I forgot okay? I noticed its been hard on all of you. Especially you, Johnny." He says and wipes away another one of Johnny's tears.

"I don't remember us being together, but I guess I got to fall in love with you a second time." Simon smiles and so does Johnny at those words. "Seems like you can't handle my charm, Lt." Simon chuckles. "Seems so."

Simon presses a kiss to John's cheek. "Forgetting us is what bothers me the most, but I'll remember some day again, all the time we spend together. I just need a bit more time."

"Or you don't remember." Johnny offers. "You told me that you've seen some shit. Things no person should. You told me it changed you and haunts you till this very day. Although it hurt to see you look at me like I'm a stranger, I'd rather have that than see the pain in your eyes every day. We could start over again. You could start over again."

"I don't have to start over. I know that if I remember that hell, that you'll be right there with me, holding my hand and catching me when I'm about to fall. You always got my six, right?"

"I do." Johnny quickly agrees. "I always got your six."

And then, just a few days later, Simon remembers everything again. The pain of his past, but also the friendship he shares with the other task force members. They are his family now, and Johnny? Johnny is the love of his life, his Sergeant that he fell for twice.

After he remembered again, it's much easier for Simon to open up to the other task force members, from private to captain, and the feeling is likewise. Forgetting has made him a lot more approachable and Simon hasn't forgotten the kindness shown by his team, even those he wasn't that close with.

It's easier to crack a smile now and those who were worried are beyond relieved. Worry was it that Simon would have a hard time remembering his past and although Ghost is back to being a strict lieutenant, a force on the battlefield and wearing his mask both day and night again, it seems they have been worrying over nothing.

Especially Johnny, who is glad that he got his lover back, doing better than he was before. Even though it hurt that Simon forgot him for a while, seeing the man for who he truly was inside and without painful memories plaguing him, was truly a brief blessing.

And Simon falling in love with him twice? Its a compliment that has him blushing and smiling whenever he thinks about it.

- End part 1 of 2

In the next part I'll explain my thoughts on what I think Soap having temporary amnesia would entail! Hope you guys are excited for that!

[jrueships]

taking lil notes on the sauce getting a tat stream.... will be reblogging with more bcs this video is fucking long as shit plus with me always pausing to write whatever nonsense i find funny? yea, idk if ill be able to get thru this all lmao 😭 but yea this will just be lil blurbs rewritten n commented on as i watch on one device and take notes on another like a lil movie major or smthin LMAO. To shorten typing time, Sauce will be SG and tat man will just be K as his real name is Kyle. ok? ok

SG, impatient & cocky, trying to show out 4 the stream like a little loser: ay cmon bruh im ready 😤!!🤘🏿 *goes to lay down on the jets styled?? tatting bed??? idk what that is i don't get tats.. i just know they probably fucked on it cus sauce winced when he had to sit down LMAO. went from ay bruh im ready to EUAGH 😫!! Eh 😣😖!! in a millisecond LMFAO*

K: *checks himself out on camera for a split second*

K: *very polite to the stream's viewing. Apparently has never streamed or got an audience up close n personal during his tat sessions. Only shows the before and after photos so this is a new but very fun experience for him. aww, so cute <3 sauce getting him to try new things!!!! He's nervous about getting the best angles for us and he's always trying his best to please!! ( he's so service top it's Mad. it's MADDENIN!!! ) Sauce dramatic diva demanding hot n s*x fierce reporter mean fake bitch and his quiet polite and personable yet professionally firm, keeping sauce in line when he needs to fulltime cameraman part time bodyguard when the situation gets unexpectedly (or expectedly. Not everyone has Tat man's insanely loyal patience with sauce...) hostile WHEN??? Slowburn We're just workers/he's just my minion to ........... don't ask why we came out of the same bathroom at the same time STFU ?? HELLO??? TAT MAN!!!*

Chat: cook up kyle

Kyle: !! :] !! yea 😺!! im boutta cook 🥰 (HE KEEPS GETTING SO SWEETLY HYPED UP FROM SAUCES LIL AUDIENCE. IT'S SO CUTE LOL)

1:05 (around there idk none of these time stamps will be any accurate bcs i pause late after realizing smthin was funny then guestimate where it started so sorry :( ): sauce walking his big b00bies up in our face jumpscare :/ . To help Kyle zoom the camera per his chats demands. He lowkey high key very anxious and micromanaging abt kyle using his camera equipment lol. He just loves telling people what to do but also that shit is probably very expensive. But cmon sauce. Kyle the cameraman's got it!!! HE EVEN HAS THE PERFECT CAMERAMAN NAME LIKE?? Let him take care of you bbygirl ..😼

Sauce once again (a bit more gingerly this time) sits himself on his jets style seat thing and let's out a little cry of pain when his ass hits it??? sauce these bttm allegations are BEATING ur ASS lmao????

Kyle does what sauce was about to do for him and sauce kinda :/// >:( 😰😰😠. Sauce try to go five seconds without micromanaging challenge impossible. Complains about chat being able to see his facial expressions being too close up now and how he won't be able to fuck with Kyle no more cus of it cus they'll make shit is weird. Kyle simply responds ' That's love 🙂. '

Sauce goads the chat asking if he should end stream. Kyle at first thinks maybe he isn't cameramanning right and gets a little nervous/sad at disappointing sauce but quickly catches onto the strategy and joins in on the bait. The chat take it with a chorus of Nos. Girlboss sauce malewife Tat man media powercouple ftw?

2:58, K: wait turn ur head a lil bit? *Sauce looks at him* no, other way *sauce looks away, exposing neck to him and pre-ink*

K admires his work. Shows it off to the chat, tells them he's getting them right. Zooms in on sauce's neck

SOMEBODY SAID 'L NIPPLE' IN THE CHAT WHAT???? Chat language is so.... beautiful 😭

'Stop being a lil girl take the pain like a man'????? Yall sure this is twitch and not p*rnhub ??? tf?

Kyle zooms in. Chat: "glad to get the nipple off the page" HELP. my thoughts exactly

Kyle tries hiding sauces face with his zooms bcs he knows sauce was self conscious about his expressions lmao. Chat, instantly, and these are different people too. Everyone is a sadist here apparently. My kinda people 😼: 'WE NEED TO SEE HIS FACE FR' 'HIS FACE BRO WE NEED TO SEE HIS FACE' 'WE NEED TO SEE HIS FACE IF HE CRIES'

3:38 Sauce, reading the chat bcs if he doesn't have attention that he can feel for five seconds he explodes and dies: is my face in there ? <- literally just whined about not wanting his face seen bcs he'd get weird comments and ruin his very heterosexual very platonic relationship with tat man. But is now turning his whole tune around for some shred of people pleasing attention omg 🙄 poo fimbly 😑

K: nah they be clownin 😿.. *just wants to protect him*

Sauce agrees a bit then quickly changes subject to compliment himself.

Sauce notices camera needs shifting so he tries but Kyle's on it before he can. Sauce keeps trying anyways until eventually the needles settle him slougish

5:10 chat tells them to zoom out but sauce defends his cameraman: AINT NO ZOOM OUT 😾😾!! HE TRYNA GIVE YOU THE UPCLOSE LOOKS !!

Kyle zooms out anyways

Sauce whines about his nipple lol

Sg: yall weird af 😑 Yall tryna see my nipple or smthin 🤨? *incredulous look to camera*

K: FREE THE NIP!!!!! <- reading off chat, sadly

THE CHAT BULLIED HIM INTO HIDING HIS BOOBS LMAO. He got a blanket 😭 so now he's gonna be with another man... while under a blanket ? um. sauce I think this is pretty lose lose if u ask me .

Kyle wearing those black tattoo gloves gently touching sauces neck.... soft dom and not even trying to hide it 🤨?

Chat: stop moaning 😐

Sauce: my bad bruh 😔

Someone: get the tissues ready (????)

Sg: in da trenches 😼. in da trenches 😼

Someone in chat: sauce do u like when men fuck u? ( 🤔.. it's a fair ask 😳.)

Chat: the right side of my neck hurted the most (average sauce fan iq, im afraid )

Chat: SAUCE BABY START TWERKING

( now im just finding funny chat stuff cus all sauce doing rn is trying to not cry by randomly singing along to the music and kyle is working)

Chat trying to plot lies on kyle by spamming kyle messed up smthin so sauce can get worried lmao

9:40: around there, maybe a bit later, sauce starts groaning and cursing more

Chat: Sauce is it hard

Sauce asks how many people watching bcs u know he looooves an audience. Kyle doesn't know how to check so he has to stop and ask the chat

Kyle: Seven- ..... 776? 800? a thousand? man idk :(. yall play too much >:( yall play too damn much 🙄! ... i fuck with yall tho >:)

Chat trying to gaslight sauce into thinking Kyle's actually tatting a dick on his neck

I've been skipping or doing other stuff during some of the tatting. Sauce got up to try and figure out some twitch function? Mic suppression? idk. He lowkey stalling lol.

Kyle starts asking what the chat been saying around 31:40, curious.

Sauce and Kyle mumble to songs internmentedly lol

33:25 around there kyle raps to a song he rlly likes. Sauce adlibs it's cute

PAUSING THIS AT 35:10. We basically got an hour left in this jawn. YALL WE WATCHED ALOT IM PROUD!!!! OK im leaving this here for now, reblogging l a ter maybe even finishing it idk? I just need this shit sent cus im a lil nervous if it'll even load... this was a lotta work 😭 all for tatman and sauce interactions damn... ion even know this man's last name .. i need to go do strong people things now BYE see yall soon hopefully

[barrenclan]

I AM STARING SO INTENTLY RN!!!

GOOODDD THIS ISSUE WAS SO INTERESTING. how after the sisters were separated and plumstripe just stared at the wall, i wonder if she’s beginning to regret lashing out like that? or if it could have gone differently? it definitely didn’t seem like she planned to fight beeface, just a spur of the moment sorta deal that was caused by bee edging her on, which in turn was caused by her edging bee on.

also, the redpelt content??? i hadn’t really thought about her in the comic much but oh my god. she’s so gentle. i completely understand how she felt when the fighting happened, just completely freezing up and struggling to process what is happening because it was so sudden, too quick, too different from just a second ago- but i could just be seeing it differently than what was intended, haha. when she was rambling off to cootstorm i was begging for that old lady to comfort her in some way but i completely understand why she didn’t, that’s just not her personality. she’s a realist i think, focused on what has to be done and what has been done. she’s right, redpelt isn’t ready for leadership, and i somewhat doubt she’d ever be if she doesn’t get some kind of help, but it doesn’t seem therapy or anything exists in barrenclan that could help. it makes me wonder why mallowstar chose her as deputy when she wasn’t mentally or emotionally ready for those responsibilities weighing her down? may have found a new fav, oops

also!! cormorantpaw!! said bye first!! it wasn’t started by someone else saying bye, he did it!! he’s enjoying pinepaw’s company!!! probably not to a crush level or maybe not even a friend level, but still!!!!! he’s opening up in his own way!! gradually!!! whatever makes him feel comfortable and he’s not rushing!!!! i love him i hope he gets all of the healing he needs cus i just know this guy needs it. also he and pinepaw r listening x infodump i may have said this already i love them

i also just want to add that i loved the four apprentices doodle at the bottom of i think page 2? also the expressions of bee and plum after mallowstar split them up. ur expressions have always been so good, both here and TDS, and such a good inspiration and they always just add to the moment cus of how clearly u can see how they feel cus of it!!! just!!! yeah!! i never know how to end these haha

I'm glad you liked it eheh!!

Plumstripe definitely wasn't planning to attack Beeface, but her fighting ability insult hit a nerve. Plumstripe considers herself to be the best fighter in the Clan, and she's very proud of that.

I've been neglecting Redpelt too much, I really wanted to get some focus on her. Poor gal. I looked at some videos of cats fighting for reference in this issue; it happens so much faster than anything in Warriors makes it seem, which is true of most fights in general. And Redpelt isn't the kind of take-charge person to instinctively throw herself in the middle of a fight, she's too much of an overthinker. Mallowstar sees a lot of potential in her, and he really wants to help her come out of her shell and show her that she can take charge and use all her smarts and empathy! But Redpelt doesn't believe in herself too much. :( Cootstorm doesn't have a lot of sympathy for her worries, unfortunately.

YES Cormorantpaw saying bye first was really important to me!! It's not much but a little first step is huge for him, especially because the environment he grew up in was emotionally as well as physically dangerous. He had to be on guard a lot. Pinepaw wants to break through his walls, but he's willing to take it at a pace Cormorantpaw is comfortable with, and that means a lot to Cormorant (more than he really realizes!).

TYSM I'm really glad you like the art :D I love drawing silly faces, it's my favorite part. And thank you, as always, for leaving such long thoughtful comments about the issues! I look forward to seeing them pop into my askbox.

[vampyretooth]

── ⋅ ── ⇝ oc associations ⇜ ── ⋅ ── i was tagged by @katsigian ! thank u sm as per usual ;__; and i of course decided to do my beloved luthien ! all under the cut cus it’s super long

𝕬𝖓𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖘 ~ Cats. He’s not much of an animal person but he can’t resist a cat. From their usually sarcastic attitude to their very beautiful appearance. 𝕮𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖘 ~ He wears black almost exclusively. It goes best with his tattoos and hair. 𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖍 ~ In the calendar of Harptros, his favourite is Eleint (September) because it’s not too cold that he freezes in his scanty armour, but it’s not too warm that he sweats in the black outfit 𝕻𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖘 ~ White roses, bracken, any kind of briar. Especially in blossom.

𝕹𝖚𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖘 ~ 222 For the century he’s been alive, he’s been waiting to find his soulmate and when he starts seeing 2’s in everything, he knows he’s close. 𝕾𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖘 ~ The only one coming to mind is There will be blood - Kim Petras as one I associate with him 𝕾𝖒𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖘 ~ Faint smell of alcohol. Preserved flowers. Cedar and pine needles. Metallic tinge of blood 𝕲𝖊𝖒𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘 ~ Onyx and garnet are his favourites. He’s a cliche, he just loves black and red and doesn’t care about the meanings behind the stones. His tent (that i wish larian would give us) is full of things he’s collected and he has a small half broken music box which he filled with red and black gems. 𝕿𝖎𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖉𝖆𝖞 ~ Nighttime. He’s paranoid and hates to be looked at. He loves the moon, although he doesn’t worship Selûne, he can appreciate why people do. He hates the shadows, and wishes he could stay in the moonlight. Astarion’s safer during the night, and that’s always reassuring for Luthien. 𝕾𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖔𝖓 ~ Winter. I’ve said it before but he loves to wear other people’s clothes. He steals Gale’s cloaks and Astarion’s entire wardrobe. He likes sitting with Karlach to keep warm, and drinking steaming hot mulled wine with Lae’zel and Shadowheart. 𝕱𝖔𝖔𝖉 ~ Grilled rothe. It tastes like if venison was smoked by a volcano. 𝕯𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖐𝖘 ~ Any and all alcohol that he finds during his travels, he splits between the camp. But the one that he cannot part with is Whalebone Spiced rum. His family being the Portyr’s, he most likely drank it as a youth and it’s the one thing that can vaguely pull him back to his tweens. 𝕰𝖑𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘 ~ When he started developing a cantrip, he was terrified when fire burst from his fingertips. The flames seemed almost sentient, they seemed to *want* to cause utter destruction. But his fear burned into delight. Something inside him stirred when he watched the violent red and orange serpents spread across the room. He had learnt how to harness true chaos. 𝕾𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 ~ As long as it’s got some salt on it, Luthien will devour anything. 𝖂𝖊𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖓𝖘 ~ Luthien was trained with rapiers when he was young, but after his memories were destroyed, he learnt to use anything he got his hands on. Lately, the Blood of Lathander has been his preference. But nothing can replace the sheer power of his dark, eldritch magic lent to him by his patron. 𝕻𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖘 ~ In my head, the home I imagine for Luthien is a secluded tower, covered in vines and white roses. Inside would be filled with books and bottles and trinkets and things he procured during his travels. Luthien collects everything and has a room specifically for paintings he’s plucked off walls.

𝕾𝖐𝖞 ~ A night sky full of stars. 𝖂𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗 ~ Either cloudy and warm. Or absolutely pissing it down. 𝕸𝖆𝖌𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑 𝕻𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗 ~ Eldritch. Something dark and deep and ancient. Something intangible and untouchable and reverent. 𝕮𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖞 ~ Those extremely sour ones that burn your tongue 𝕳𝖔𝖇𝖇𝖎𝖊𝖘 ~ Luthien draws! He’s annoyingly good at it and often spends time drawing Astarion so that he can see himself. He’s drawn everyone in camp, but hasn’t shown anyone except Astarion because he’s embarrassed. He also is an avid reader, and compares notes with Gale like they’re in a little reading club. 𝕬𝖗𝖙𝖘𝖙𝖞𝖑𝖊 ~ I associate renaissance art with him, i.e Da Vinci, Michelangelo. Pages upon pages of anatomical sketches and then beautiful oil paintings of deep rich colours depicting important people. I also associate Goya’s macabre Black Paintings with Luthien, as well as a lot of Francis Bacon’s work. Especially “Painting 1946.” The dark, almost grotesque work that you can’t stop staring at. Luthien’s urges make him both terrifying and disturbing, and yet people can’t help but be allured by him. 𝕱𝖊𝖆𝖗 ~ Loss. 𝕮𝖑𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖘 ~ Luthien can’t help collecting rings. Magical rings, normal rings. Any. He’s like a magpie, and has a small hoard of rings. If he was in the modern era, I imagine him to wear those Issey Miyake pleated outfits. I also think he would wear multiple layers, turtle necks, and have lots of texture to his outfits. Juxtaposed to his in-game outfits which are very skimpy, he would be layered up IRL.

𝕸𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖑 𝕮𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 ~ Kraken. I know it’s a bit nail on the head for Baldur’s Gate, what with the octopi/tentacles that are featured a Lot. His warlock powers give him arms of hadar, hunger of hadar, and evard’s black tentacles. My man Luth just unleashes kraken powers when he’s angry ! 𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊 𝕰𝖒𝖔𝖏𝖎𝖘 ~ ❤️‍🔥⛓️🥩 𝕮𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖑 𝕭𝖔𝖉𝖞 ~ Moons, and just constellation in general. I can’t really think of anything specific. 𝕾𝖙𝖆𝖗 𝖘𝖎𝖌𝖓𝖘 ~ ☼ aries, ☽ gemini, ☝︎︎ sagittarius omg this is very long but it was so fun. i could keep editing this. (and i might) thank you so much @katsigian as per usual for tagging me in something so fun :3

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[seven-thewanderer]

Okay I know I just posted something about things that excited me about the DLC, but screw it imma share that thing I said I had that I will not clarify above here what that thing is cus spoilers

but yeah

SPOILERS BELOW

Okay so Ruin DLC Eclipse, amiright?

but I love Eclipse, I just wanna squeeze em in a tight hug!!!

But that's off-topic

So you know how Sun was saying stuff like "I am trapped in a nap" and "reboot" and "we need to be whole"?

What if- and hear me out (you don't have to lol)- Sun and Moon weren't a jeckl-hyde situation of 1 person with two personalities, but 1 person that split into 2, those 2 being Sun and Moon?

Eclipse was the original DA, and when the virus happened, he got split into 2, Sun and Moon, Sun being... idk how to describe canon Sun, and Moon being gremlin-like, evil, and full of murderous intent?

However, though that could make sense, that wouldn't explain all the posters, and the plushies. Thus, I did do a slight mental editing to my theory, thinking back on what I heard someone else once state months(?) ago, from the books (about Sun & Moon being theater kids)

Eclipse was the main guy, the star of the show, the solar act (get it? solo? solar? okay I'll shut up). However, Eclipse wasn't really alone, as he had two smaller personalities inside: Sun and Moon. They were mainly forms for acting, and played different roles, Moon always being the villain. Then, they were repurposed to be daycare attendants, however, still also being used for the theater, whenever they were available to (however, the daycare became popular cus of people not wanting to drag their kids along with them, so they'd drop em off there, basically giving them no time to act, and the theater was slightly taken over by Comedy Bot) Eclipse was the main attraction of the theater, but they did use Sun & Moon for marketing purposes, as they were still favorited characters from their acts. So, since they were mainly daycare attendants now, that's why there were Sundrops and Moondrops. However, with their coding slightly changed, and Eclipse and Sun loving to bond with the kids (Moon was never intended to be around the kids, he was only still left around because they were intended to be in the theater again, but never got the time, so he rarely got time to roam, until they decided to turn the lights off hourly during closing time, so he could go wild and crazy), Eclipse got most of the attention, and Sun (and Moon) got jealous of him being more famous than the two. So then, Sun started taking over more often, leaving the lights high and bright, and rarely letting Eclipse take control. Sun didn't want the lights to be either dimmed, nor turned off, because dimmed meant Eclipse, and off meant... Moon. The violent, bloodthirsty Moon, who was tired of being locked up, and only having a few chances to even be in control. Then, after some time, Sun had been taking control for so long, that Eclipse was forgotten about. By the staff, by the kids, by Sun and Moon, and nearly... by himself. He was closed away, trapped in a nap, and unable to do anything. Then, Moon, still wanting control, just grew more violent, and bloodthirsty, and malicious. So basically those two fighting, while Eclipse was locked away

What wakes up Eclipse? idk. The virus? Balloon World? Cassie entering? Who knows, but eventually he wakes up, realizing he's been gone for too long, and things had gone chaotic, to ruins even (ill stop ill stop).

So, long story short (in a way), Eclipse was the main act, with Sun and Moon as personalities he could swap to whenever he pleased for the acts, and then became a DCA, and his personalities actually became personalities, and they were jealous cus they wanted the spotlight, and shut him out, and Sun begging you to help was not actually Sun (in my silly theory), and was Eclipse speaking through Sun the best he could, begging for you to save him

Obviously, that last part can't be true, especially with how Sun straight up thanks you for saving him from Moon afterwards, making it that it truly was Sun begging for you to save him. Sun wanted to be whole. Moon, however, did not.

but anyways that's that, idk what I was rambling about, but yeah it was just a silly lil theory about Eclipse

[makerofmadness]

I have a habit of writing way too much stuff when I get passionate about an idea but I’ll try to avoid that as much as possible here so people can actually read this.

(Ok so this ended up being pretty long anyway [or at least a lot of mostly short paragraphs] so be warned)

I wanted to write a new general post about the main gist of that one AU I decided to make since the old one was from when I first came up with the concept and it kinda sucked.

So basically, Tearrorizer (pun completely intended) would be Snowgrave but with Seam (because they’re my favorite character and I hadn’t seen one done with them yet). I tried to make this as cool as I could I swear.

(probably forgot to mention at least one thing ‘cus it’s late so please ask me any questions you have at the end)

Kris (controlled by their SOUL) pressures Seam into joining The Inventory Gang™ for seemingly no reason and things are pretty normal until the part of the story where the gang splits up. In this AU, Noelle landed on Susie and Ralsei’s side of the city when Berdly knocked her coaster car off, so Kris is kinda stranded…

Except for, of course, the plushie they’ve been carrying around with them.

So yeah they kinda force Seam to come along and help, but Seam forgot to bring a weapon (don’t worry, this’ll come up later) so all they can’t use the FIGHT option and the rest of their stats are pretty limited for a while since there’s no clothing options.

I’m one of those people who imagines that Seam would have, like, suit-themed attacks and probably corresponds to the red joker card while Jevil is the black joker (something about cartomancy). The attacks would probably have different TP costs and damage and stuff if this were actually in the game.

So yeah Kris (not by their own free will) forces Seam to attack literally every enemy, whether necessary or not.

Keep in mind that the animation that plays in this style of defeat is called the defeat animation in the code, and there IS a death animation that’s not used for this (it can only be seen in the game itself if you abort a Snowgrave route late enough [at least before a certain patch fixed this from what I can tell] and had left the cheese maze untouched, where you can keep the move and use it on the two Maice encountered). (I found a video showing all the enemy death animations). This is also different from an enemy being Frozen. So basically Snowgrave had an actual reason to be labeled “fatal” as it’s the only current means of actually killing your enemies.

Either way, Seam’s beating up people and getting stronger, to an unnecessary extent.

They’d probably eventually try to confront Kris about all this unnecessary violence (this situation would probably remind them of Jevil in some ways…), but Kris is forced to seemingly try to ditch them, resulting in them shutting up and running after them.

Yeah, something to remember about Snowgrave is that the overworld choices you made also impacted the route. Wanted to keep that intact in a way.

Now, why would they care? Well, think of all the stuff Ralsei says in Chapter 1 (that is backed up by characters like Queen in Chapter 2) about how Darkners can only truly feel fulfilled when serving Lightners. Seam’s pretty nihilistic (or fatalistic I think? Eh, screw it, why not both?) and probably feels extra meaningless (they literally wonder if they would’ve had more purpose in their life if they hadn’t locked Jevil up. That’s desperate measures, I’d say), so Kris commanding them in fights would probably be the first taste of fulfillment they’ve gotten in a looooong time. They probably wouldn’t want to go back to feeling like their life has no meaning.

Interactions like this would probably be fairly common, Seam questioning Kris and Kris being forced to respond “Why not?” to everything and then threaten the poor old fluff with abandonment if they hesitate.

Things really start taking a turn later, though: Pretty much, the Undertale cross-stitch book says that Seam used to use a thing called a seam ripper in combat. I wouldn’t be surprised if one of the Addisons had one for sale and would offer it. But like the Freeze Ring, it’d be just one Dark Dollar more than Kris has.

So what else to do but pressure an old cat into threatening the friendly vendor?

(This would be a different Addison than the one with the ring, btw. No dating here, sorry)

So Seam caves after enough pressure from Kris and gets a new weapon, now they can finally FIGHT!.... But that’d abort the route so-

Don’t worry they’d probably get a new spell or two out of it. Old mage gets to have a ton of spells, it makes sense for them.

So things continue on like this until they end up at Queen’s Mansion, only to find everyone in a panic and the place in a wreck.

So Susie and Ralsei are there (with Noelle) and explain stuff to Kris (probably rushing out the whole Roaring thing and also the stuff about Darkners turning to stone like they do in the actual route with Noelle… which leads me to the question of if Seam would as well: Well if Ralsei and the Original Starwalker (plus Jevil in your inventory as the Devilsknife if you beat him by FIGHTing) are fine then maybe this doesn't apply to all Darkners. Seam gets to be special for this one, about the only good thing they get in this whole AU).

Turns out that Susie had put her weapon down for a sec while eating cotton candy and long story short no one knows where Jevil is now but he’s probably the cause of this whole mess so the group splits up AGAIN (after a bit of an awkward reunion since nobody expected Seam there [and also Queen seems to know them and kinda notices something’s off but doesn’t really bother because her mansion’s currently in chaos).

The following I’ve actually written out here (note that I’ll get around to replacing the big text and one picture of a black screen with, like, actual images eventually, I just haven’t gotten time yet). You can read that first if you wish, or just keep going through here. Spoilers!

(also: yes, I replaced the whole “Proceed” thing with something else, I could’ve sworn I had seen another AU do that and thought it was normal but I guess not. Might edit things later if I feel like it. Guess I thought “why not?” made more sense as something Seam would follow on becauses of the way they view life)

Eventually Kris and Seam encounter Jevil and the scene that plays out is meant to kinda parallel the scene with Noelle and Berdly (where Noelle doesn’t seem to recognize Berdly at first, realizes it’s him and clearly doesn’t want to fight him but is pressured into doing so by Kris [and Berdly kinda from what I can remember, pretty sure he initiates the fight regardless?).

Jevil reveals that he had noticed Seam’s presence there and had wanted to play “games” with them again, and that’s why he had left. Seam clearly doesn’t want to, but the other two disregard this completely and a fight starts.

And after a bunch of turn-stalling with defending and whatnot to build up TP (and Jevil slowly realizing that something’s up with his former companion, albeit never being able to figure out just what), Kris pressures Seam into using a new spell: …Tearrorizer.

The Snowgrave equivalent.

(I gave it a sucky brief vague description in the written-out thing)

Basically it’d be an attack of magic sewing scissors, probably stabbing/cutting the opponent. Thankfully the canon death animations for Darkners makes this not too graphic, at least here…

But yeah basically they end up using it on Jevil and kill him. Jevil’s not mad or anything though, they won fair and square. And Seam’s just heartbroken and kinda collapses there once they realize what they’ve done.

So Kris just has to go and deal with the Dark Fountain and take whatever they can back to the closet at school to add to Castle Town.

Things play out pretty normally but Susie and Ralsei definitely wonder where the jester went but end up shrugging it off once they see how… uncomfortable Kris looks (for reasons they’d sadly never find out because the SOUL’s a b*tch).

Seam’s shop/seap is now closed. The door’s locked and they refuse to come out for anyone. They don’t even answer. They’re just there now.

And Kris just has to live with this. The end.

Moral of the story: Don’t do YOLO, kids

(Hope I did this right. I finished this post while tired)

[aiekerman]

Easy - Eren Jaeger

Eren Jaeger x Reader - fluff, college!au

AN - If you saw me post this before, no you didn’t. But in actuality it is a repost I just changed it to second person oops. But anyway, hopefully anyone who sees it for the second time likes it again lol. 

(A part 2 and/or prequel does exist for this in my brain if anyone was ever interested!)

Song vibes: Easy by Troye Sivan ft. Kasey Musgraves

Summary - Just a pair of friends that definitely do not like each other. But leave their rooms at midnight for each other with no hesitation, and know each other’s food orders, and are low-key affectionate with each other.  A pair of friends.

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Y/N: Hey :)

Eren drags his head out of his textbook as his phone goes off. Pushing stray hairs back off his forehead and out of his eyes. His tired eyes lit slightly at the sight of your name. His fingers quickly replying

Eren: Hey u

He glances at the time, 12.03 am, he frowns, worried whyyou were awake so late. Three bubbles appear on his screen as he waits for your reply to arrive.

Y/N: U up?

Eren: I’m texting u back aren’t I?

Her reply takes slightly longer this time, and his mouth crooks up at the side, picturing the eye roll you were most definitely doing.

Y/N: Shut up

You know what I mean

Eren: Yeah I’m up

Last minute studying

He pulls the phone from its charger and leans back in his chair, one foot against the desk leg and swinging back slightly. You take a little longer to reply and his eyes drift to the top of the screen where your contact picture is. His mouth betrays him again and a smile ghosts over it. 

The picture is simple. A candid of you sat proudly in front of a sandcastle you were making at the beach during spring break. Your legs splayed either side of it, covered in sand. You were smiling up at someone, probably Sasha, your hair a wavy, salty mess, blowing in the sea breeze.

Your reply finally comes, vibrating the phone in his hand and dragging him from his thoughts. He rolls his eyes at your message.

Y/N: Midnight Taco Bell run? :)

Eren: Have you been smoking?

Y/N: No I just also happen to be doing midnight work and have a craving

His fingers move to reply before another message comes through, very quickly, and he pauses.

Y/N: And I miss your dumb face

Eren: You mean my pretty face?

Y/N: I change my mind I’m asking Jean

Eren: Shut up I’m getting ready now

Y/N: :))

Eren chucks the phone over to his bed, staring at his textbook for a second. He knows he should keep studying, or better yet, go to bed. But he misses you too. He stands from the seat and shuffles around his room, quietly as possible. Armin was definitely asleep and would definitely make a dumb comment about Eren being whipped for someone he wasn’t even dating.

Eren brushes off the thought and pulls his sneakers on, swaps his gym shorts for sweatpants and scrapes his hair back into the best bun he can manage. 

After wandering out of his room he grabs his keys and wallet from by the door and shuts it over with the quietest click he can manage. 

On his walk to his car he sends one more text.

Eren: Getting in the car now

Eren: I’ll be like 10 mins

Y/N: I’ll be the cute one in pyjamas ;)

He laughs at the flirtatious message before switching on his car and driving off. 

His mind doubles back to what would be Armin’s comments on the situation. They weren’t dating, but flirting between friends was entirely normal. He shakes off feeling the need to justify his relationship with you. You were friends, best friends. That almost hooked up once. The first time you met. But now you were just friends.

Before he even realises it he’s pulling up at the kerb by your building, his eyes glancing up to the door and watching a shadowy figure emerge. His head leans back against the headrest when her form comes into the dim street lights.

You’re dressed the same as him, sweatpants hugging your hips and an oversized hoodie drowning your top half. He squints for a second, was that his hoodie? Nah, it probably wasn’t, you had similar taste in hoodies anyway. You push the hood back when you reach the car, a mess of hair tumbling out around your face. It resembled a bedhead, but he knew you well enough to conclude you’d been sleepily running hands through it all night to make the mess. Tugging at the roots in efforts to stay focused on whatever it was you were working on.

You tug the door open and pull yourself into the seat. Situating yourself before turning to him and pushing your glasses up her nose, foregoing contacts at this hour, ‘Hi.’

He smiles down at your smaller form, ‘Hey you.’

‘Let’s get going.’

He raises an eyebrow at you, watching you slide down in the seat. Your eyes are wide as you stare back, ‘What?’

‘Seatbelt.’

You roll your eyes and push yourself back up, reaching for the seatbelt, ‘Yes, mother.’

Hearing the belt click in place he pulls off, satisfied with your safety being secured.

You grab his phone from the cupholder, and push it under his face slightly, not obstructing his view but close enough for him to give it a quick glance and unlock his face ID for you. You start scrolling spotify and find your combined playlist, made with midnight food runs in mind. RnB starts flowing out of his speakers.

Dropping the phone back in the cupholder you turn to look at his profile, ‘So what you been studying for?’

‘Psychology final, not until next week but after I kinda bombed the midterm I don’t wanna be caught off guard. You?’

‘Final project is due in two weeks. I’ve kinda got it finished but I’m not sure.’

He smiles, knowing you were just being a perfectionist about it.

‘Am I gonna get to read it?’

‘Why do you want to?’ You laugh at him, looking over at his profile that was focused on the road ahead, but seeing his lip was pulled up in a smirk.

‘Cause you haven’t shut up about it all year, I wanna know if all the support snacks I’ve bought you have been worth it.’

You scrunch up your face and shove it down into the hoodie you were adorned in. It smelt like Eren. Wait, was this his hoodie?

‘Huh, nothing to say back?’ His grin is too smug as he steals a look at you. You glare up at him, ‘Shut up.’ 

Silence settles over you in the last minutes before you approach the destination. You push yourself up to sit when the glowing sign comes into view, your eyes lighting up again.

‘Drive thru or sit in?’ Eren questions, approaching slowly as he waits for an answer.

‘Sit in, please.’ He nods before swinging into a parking spot.

You both jump out and Eren rounds the car to your side, bumping you with his hip in greeting now you were out of the car. His hands are stuffed in his pockets but you grab hold of his sweatshirt sleeve gently as you start joking about how you had to sneak out without setting off Sasha’s food radar.

Inside you bounce ahead of him slightly, up to one of the self serve screens and start ordering. He smiles softly at how you had to shuffle the too-long hoodie sleeve up to let your hand emerge.

He comes behind you and places his chin on top of your head, watching as you confidently tapped at the different items.

‘You haven’t asked what I wanted yet.’ 

‘I know your Taco Bell order, idiot.’

‘Maybe I want something different this time.’

‘No you don’t.’

The screen goes black for a second while loading the checkout and he glances at your reflection. You push your glasses up your nose, looking up and sticking your tongue out at him when you see his eyes already on you. 

He smiles before ruffling at your already messy hair and standing back to pull out his wallet. Glancing up, he catches you doing the same and suddenly moves quicker, as do you. Whipping out his bank card and reaching around you to tap it on the terminal, the familiar beep of a successful transaction going off before you can push your card in the bottom slot.

Eren grins in triumph while you stuff your wallet back in the hoodie and grumble, ‘Stupid contactless card.’

You pull the receipt from the machine while he walks over towards a booth, dropping into the seat and stretching his legs out while watching you.

Your hands are shoved into the hoodie, you sway and shuffle around on you feet. Standing still was never one of your strong suits. 

A smile takes over Eren’s face as you yawn and rubs at your eyes, pulling the hood up over your head and pulling at the strings slightly. He chuckles at the image of your head being swallowed. You turn at the sound and frown at him, mouthing out ‘don’t laugh at me.’ Prompting his laughter to continue on.

He settles back in the booth when their number is called and you wander up to accept the tray of food.

Dropping yourself down across from him, the two of you automatically begin splitting out their food, almost instinctively knowing which packages were for who; Eren always had the nachos, you never deviated from fries. 

You ate in silence for just a moment before you pick up conversation again, ‘Are you gonna go to Jean’s party after finals?’

‘So bold of you to assume Jean could pull off a decent party without me.’ He smiled, stuffing a bite of his burrito in his mouth as you giggle. ‘What about you?’

‘I mean yeah probably, if everyone else is going.’

‘Well, Jean has got me and Connie roped in to help with set up, so Connie will make Sasha go, and Sasha will make Mikasa go, who will make Armin go, who will make sure I don’t flake off early and I’ll make sure you stay.’

‘Connie and I.’ You correct, reaching for your drink.

‘Shut up.’

‘Also, Eren Jaeger flaking early from a party is wholeheartedly unheard of.’

‘I left the last one early because someone needed to be walked home after throwing up.’

You pause with the straw at your mouth, eyes narrowing in a glare. 

‘You can’t get too messy this time anyway. Bertolt is gonna be there.’

You scrunch up your face in confusion, ‘Why’d you say his name like that.’

‘Because, you haven’t got laid since spring break, he’s cute and you said you guys have gotten super close from your fiction writing class.’

You roll your eyes at the tall boy’s explanation and shrug, ‘He’s kinda cute. I guess. And we haven’t gotten super close, we barely knew each other before the class.’

‘Exactly, he’s at perfect arm’s length for a hook up. You deserve it after all the stressing you’ve done this semester.’

You shrug again. Setting your drink back on the table and leaning back, your feet stretching out to bump against Eren’s, you think about it.

Eren watches you, yourr eyes staring out into space. Bertolt was cute, he didn’t get around that much from what Eren had heard of the boy, but he was sweet enough that he knew he could trust him with you, even just for a night.

But even as he looked you over, dark circles beginning to shadow under your eyes, figure swamped in your loungewear and hot sauce staining one edge of your mouth. You were way out of Bertolt’s league.

‘You’re probably way too good for him anyway.’

‘Even just for a hookup?’ Your eyes meet his green ones, your mouth showing a teasing smile starting to form.

He stuffs more burrito in his mouth and nods.

‘You think I’m too good for everyone.’

He swallows and reaches for his drink, ‘cause you are.’

‘Was I too good for you, is that why you didn’t have sex with me?’ You start grinning and laughing as he chokes on his drink. He leans an elbow on the table as he coughs, glaring at you through his lashes.

Eren sticks a hand out at you and gestures for you to cough it up. You pull a dollar from your wallet and stuffs it in his hand.

He imagines it’s the same dollar he gave you last week after he joked about your almost hook up. The metaphorical ‘don’t talk about the time we almost had sex’ jar was essentially the same dollar passed back and forth.

‘Was that one worth it?’ He raises an eyebrow at your giggling face as you reaches to open your crunchwrap, nodding in a satisfied manner.

You hold the hexagonal taco in your small hands and Eren chuckles. You eye him, taking your first bite and speaking out a muffled, ‘What?’

‘Your tiny hands always make those things look huge.’

‘Maybe your meaty boy’s hands just make it look small.’

He sticks a hand out in front of you, palm spread out to show the full size, ‘My hands are not meaty. And they’re no bigger than average.’

‘What are you talking about?’ You mirror him, lifting your hand to press a palm against his, the tips of your fingers just brushing above the second knuckle. 

‘Your hands are just tiny.’

‘No, they only look small because yours are huge.’

You both fall silent, two sets of eyes trained on your pressed together hands. Eren ignores the feel of his heart pounding up against his chest.

What was wrong? They’d held hands before? 

The ring of your phone blaring out an alarm drew both of them from the trance. Eren slid his fingers to interlock with your’s, playfully pushing your hand back towards your body.

‘Who’s calling you at this hour?’

‘No one, I, uh, I set an alarm for one thirty am. Otherwise we’d sit here all night, knowing the two of us.’

He lets out a small laugh, nods in agreement and starts to gather up your trash. His eyes run over your face just before standing, choosing not to make fun of the blush gracing your cheeks.

You stand and fall in stride next to him, bumping his hips with your own and poking his side, ‘What about you?’

‘What about me?’

‘Got your eye on anyone for Jean’s party?’

‘Nah, I’d rather just chill. I’ll probably spend half the night making sure Jean stays relatively sober for his own party.’ You laugh at the idea, nodding your head fervently. Jean usually ended up the messiest of the bunch.

The exit into the cold night air, and your body is immediately taken over with shivers. Eren rolls his eyes but loops an arm around your shoulder, his own body a constant furnace. You hum in appreciation, leaning into his side as he rubs at your arm.

Climbing into the car, he blasts the heat. This time you pull on your seatbelt with no need for prompting, your head turning to stare up at him, the raise of her eyebrows translating to You happy?

He stays quiet, pulling on a cheesy grin that answers back, Very.

You flop back into your seat, a yawn overtaking you and the heat of the car soothing you The effort to keep your eyes open immediately doubled.

‘You can close your eyes. I’ll wake you when we get to your building.’

You look at him with a sorry expression, ‘But I dragged you out I shouldn’t-’

‘Sleep, idiot,’ he cuts you off, lifting a hand from the steering wheel to run over your hair, long fingers running through it. Always a surefire way to make you sleepy.

You drift off quickly, a smile softly laid on your cheeks.

Eren feels his heart beating hard once again. He swallows it down. Focuses on the road. Just friends was easier.

[crystalsoobin-m]

hello! can u do a hermione x reader inspired by the song 'jenny' by studio killers :DD i luv your writing btw <33

lovers instead || h.g.

a/n: at first i had to search up the song lmao bc i forgot it was called that but i think it’s a great idea! also i’m pretty sure the singer is female. Lately, I’ve been watching romance anime so that’s why this is kinda intense lmao. tbh, this could’ve turned into smut, but i didn’t want to make it that long so… maybe ill write one if you guys want. You can lmk in the comments. Also thank you sm for the compliment. <33 I really liked this imagine/story its very… how do i say it, like it keeps your attention i guess idrk lol

pairing: hermione x fem!reader

summary: y/n finally tells her best friend that she loves her.

warnings: steaminess ig (it’s kinda intense) kinda dom!reader (if you that makes sense cus there’s no smut) heated kissing/making out, french kissing, fluff at the end.

<based on the song ‘Jenny’ by Studio Killers.>

Y/n has had feelings for her best friend for 2 years. It started in year 3 when they were at Hogsmeade. Hermione had laughed at one of y/n’s jokes, causing an eruption of butterflies. She beamed every time she hears Hermione’s name. She had never felt like that about Hermione before. It took months to figure out what she was feeling, and once she did she couldn’t help but feel sad, knowing the girl she had a crush on had eyes for a certain Weasley.

But last year Cedric died in the tournament. He was y/n’s friend. And from that, she realized that she couldn’t waste any time. Any on of her friends could die at any moment. She had to tell Hermione this year.

Then, the opportunity arose. Her and Hermione were alone in the common room. Hermione was studying and y/n was reading. She kept getting distracted by Hermione’s presence. Blood rushed to her face as she studied Hermione’s features. Her furrowed eyebrows, her slightly pursed lips, the way her eyes shined under the light of the fire. It was all too much. She couldn’t contain herself.

She stood up from the couch, slowly walking behind Hermione. Y/n sat down behind her, Hermione oblivious to the whole thing. Y/n placed her hands on the base of Hermione’s neck and started to massage the girl’s shoulders. “You need a break from studying ‘Mione. We already know everything that hag’s teaching us, especially you.” She said sweetly.

Hermione stiffened slightly as her hands moved slightly down to the upper part of her chest. “Y/n, what are you doing?” Hermione’s face flushed as y/n leaned close to her ear, her thumbs still working her neck.

“You need to destress. Doesn’t this feel nice?” She whispered. Hermione stayed silent and relaxed into y/n’s touch. Y/n took the opportunity to try and sneakily move her hands down the valley of Hermione’s chest. Hermione blushed even more, and stiffened slightly.

“Y/n-” She turned around to face y/n. She didn’t understand what suddenly influenced her best friends behaviour. “What-?” Y/n grabbed Hermione’s chin with her index finger and thumb.

“Hermione, darling…” she smirked at Hermione’s speechless figure. She started to feel excited at Hermione’s reaction. She always thought Hermione was into Ron. Maybe she still is. But y/n’s too motivated by Hermione’s lack of reaction to care.

“Y-yeah?” Hermione asked quietly.

“You’re my best friend. But- there’s a few things that you don’t know of.” Y/n started, bringing Hermione’s face slightly closer. She hummed in response staring in to y/n’s eyes. “Why I borrow your lipstick so often… I’m using your shirt as a pillow case…” Y/n suddenly let go of Hermione’s face but it stayed in it’s place. “I wanna ruin our friendship.” Y/n said, a smirk still on her face. Hermione frowned and slightly backed away, feeling hurt. Was y/n just teasing her before ‘dumping her’?

Y/n didn’t even know what was making her say all this. Before Hermione could get away any further, y/n grabbed her face again and leaned next to her ear, their cheeks touching. Hermione flushed again, as well as y/n. “We should be lovers instead.” she whispered. Hermione’s eyes widened for a second. She softly pushed y/n away and stared at her smiling face.

“Y/n…” Hermione’s eyes flickered down to y/n’s lips for a split second. “I-I didn’t know you felt like this… but I like Ron-”

“No you don’t.”

“What? What do you mean I don’t?” Hermione asked slightly offended.

“Your body language is a big tell.” Hermione still looked unamused so y/n elaborated, “Your flushed face,” she pressed a hand to Hermione’s face and passed her thumb over the girl’s red cheek. “Your speechless expression,” y/n’s smirk widened at Hermione’s still wide eyes from when she felt y/n’s hand on her cheek. “The way your eyes flickered to my lips a few moments ago.”

“I-” Hermione tried.

“Ron doesn’t make you feel this way, does he?” Y/n leaned closer to Hermione’s face. Hermione slightly shook her head, following y/n’s lead. After what felt like forever, their lips connected. What started as soft became passionate and desperate.

Y/n was right, Hermione had never felt this way about Ron. She had become too engrossed in the idea of a goofy, kind boyfriend to realize that she beamed every time y/n laughed, flushed at every touch of her hand, mentioned her in every conversation.

Hermione wrapped her arms around y/n’s neck and pulled her closer. Y/n, captivated by the kiss, slipped her tongue into Hermione’s mouth. Hermione hummed desperately at the action and tangled her hands in y/n’s hair, tugging at it. It went on for minutes more, feeling like hours, until finally, they pulled away breathing heavily.

“Wow…” Hermione said breathlessly. Y/n smiled and pushed Hermione’s hair behind her ear.

“I’m in love with you, Hermione.” Hermione beamed,

“I think I am too.” Y/n raised an eyebrow,

“You’re in love with yourself?” She said jokingly. Hermione chuckled.

“No, I mean- I’m in love with you too.” Y/n pressed her forehead against Hermione’s and placed her hand on her face, the bushy-haired girl doing the same.

“Well, good for me, then.”

[booberryfun]

#Snippet 3 (Part 1)

Part 2

TW: Torture, blood, drug, violence, graphic injuries, restraints

“Tell us everything you know about him and we’ll let you go, unharmed.”

She remained silent, her gaze fixed at the floor.

“We’re giving you your last chance to cooperate with us before we resort to a different means of interrogation.”

Still silent. She knew why he was doing all this. She even insisted on helping him with some parts too. Not because she was his lover, no. But because she had also lost faith in what the heroes called justice, helping the weak, keeping the city safe and so on. She knew why Villain was doing all this. And nowhere in her right mind would she sell him out. Never.

“Sir, there is still no sign of cooperation. Should we move on to the next phase?” the man questioning her made a call. “Yes, sir. Yes, I understand.” He put down the phone and walked to a drawer at the far corner of the white room. Bracing herself for whatever she was about to go through, her heart started palpitating at the sight of a syringe filled with a bloody red substance. She was half relieved that they weren’t going to use physical methods for she wasn’t too good at coping with pain. And messing with her mind? They would have to use something even stronger to break the already devastated and shattered state she was in. Though, who knew how bad that crimson liquid can be? Looking down again, this time at her cuffed hands, she tried to even out her heart rate. Everything was going to be okay. One deep breath in. Just then, the cell door opened as two guards walked in and before she knew it, her head was slammed down onto the table in front of her.

“You get your hands OFF of me-” she yelled, kicking and thrashing against the firm hands on her head and shoulders.

“Oh, finally opening that little mouth of yours?” the man with the syringe smirked as he came closer, giving a wide, almost creepy, grin. “But it’s too late now,” and there went the needle straight up her neck. She gritted her teeth, trying not to screech at both the jolt of cold and the pain. Her body was all tensed up as she felt a rush of heat enveloping her body. The first wave of shock wasn’t over yet when she was suddenly pulled back by her hair, retching at the punch directly at her stomach and the next second with a gag in her mouth. Just a little pain. This was nothing and she could still take it. 

The man that injected her sneered, signaling the two guards to take her off the chair and chain her hands up on the wall. And by now, that flaming substance that was shot into her a while ago had started to take effect, starting with chills down her spine and soon turning into shivers. Her eyes blurred and the figures in front of her seemed to crash and fuse into one. She was now a muddled mess, unable to form even a single coherent thought.

But that was not the worst part. The pain from that punch earlier had started growing more immense as she felt like her insides were boiling and thousands of needles were prickling her guts. Her eyes flew wide open and she was gasping for air and at the same time trying to crouch in pain, her entire body writhing vigorously.

“Willing to speak now you little brat?” the man strode in her direction, his hands playing with a knife. She shook her head weakly, fighting against both the pain piercing her stomach and the throbbing pain splitting open her head. “Oh, you seem persistent,” he frowned, gliding the blade slowly from her stomach up to her throat. She could feel the cold of the metal blade sending goosebumps all over her, making her heart sink at the thought of whatever was going to happen to her next. She couldn’t utter a sound for her throat was desert-dry nor stand properly as her legs had given out on her long ago. The man with the knife abruptly grabbed her jaw, forcing her teary eyes to meet his narrow eyes. “Let us see how long I can play with you,” he snarled. And the next moment, she was screaming voicelessly through the gag as the blade left a nice cut on her waist, blood slowly dying her shirt crimson. The cut itself wasn’t deep, but the drug exacerbated the pain a million times worse.

The girl was now panicking, tears falling down her bruised cheeks. The pain, suffocation, blurriness, muddled mind, and everything else- it felt like the world went crashing down on her. Every second passed, her heart sank even deeper, causing a hysteria of fear and anxiety that really didn’t have an origin.

But she still refused to let out a single word about Villain.

[doomedandstoned]

Bog Wizard take on Froglord in Wicked Collaborative Split

~Doomed & Stoned Debuts~

By Billy Goate

I haven't had this good of a time since watching Hell Comes To Frogtown, and more recently the awful sequel Frogtown 2 (which has somehow endeared itself to me). As long as we're talking about frogs, wait'll you get a load of the record we've cued up for you today.

'A Frog in the Bog' (2022) hosts two of doom's dankest acts separated by an ocean's expanse: FROGLORD situated along the River Avon in Bristol, England and BOG WIZARD hailing from the Michigan habor.

Envisioned as a concept album, this split LP relates the story of "the Froglord and his congregation trespassing into the Bog Wizard's swamp, and the ensuing confrontation between the two." High drama ensues! You'll hear several tracks in which vocals are shared, which I think was a master touch as it gives the record a unified and cohesive feel from side-to-side...not to mention that it sounds simply monstrous.

The troupe tells Doomed & Stoned:

We're really proud of what we put together, musically and narratively, it ended up being a lot of fun to do, and we're hoping it will be just as fun for listeners.

There are tons of memorable musical moments too, some of which are imminently quotable, such as the unholy chant: "Bow down to the power of the Froglord." There's even a You son of a bitch! moment that rivals Predator's Arnold Swarzenegger on its delivery. Clever instrumental touches, samples, and pedal effects immerse us fully in the murky mystery of the fetid swamp. "What is it? The bog of eternal stench!" The net experience is not only fun, but quite powerful.

Look for A Frog in the Bog to gurgle up April 1st on limited edition vinyl, CD, and cassette via The Swamp Records (pre-order here, here, or here). In the meanwhile, Doomed & Stoned is giving you a chance to revel in all the mud and magic a day ahead of time!

Give ear...

Bog Wizard vs Froglord: A Frog in the Bog (Split) by Bog Wizard, Froglord

Official Guide to the Battle

A Frog in the Bog is a collaborative concept split album. What that means is that this split has been written from the ground up to tell a cohesive story. Both halves of the split feature shared vocal parts between the bands, in the conclusionary tracks.

Bog Wizard and Froglord are both very narratively driven bands, telling tales of their respective characters. The Froglord is a god-like swamp dwelling being with a congregation of worshippers and followers. The Bog Wizard is an angry hermit wizard whose only preferred company is the creatures he summons to do his bidding, and he’s highly protective of his territory.

A Frog in the Bog tells the story of their fateful meeting, as the Froglord encroaches into the Bog Wizard’s well-guarded territory with his congregation, from each of their unique perspectives. It describes the Bog Wizard’s anger as he realizes this being has intruded on his land, the curiosity of the Froglord as to who and what lies in the swamp, their ultimate battle, and face to face meeting. Who will win?

"Reptilian Death Squad"

With the intention of protecting his domain, the Bog Wizard has set out a lineup of loyal lizardmen to patrol the Swamp of Doom, and the news they bring back is quite the opposite of what he wished to hear.

"The Frog Lord"

The Froglord and his followers have intruded, seeking to gain territory! This cannot stand of course, and after some observation, the Wizard decides to force a confrontation with the group. What will happen? Will one best the other? A true battle of two great powers shall commence!

"The Bog"

After overthrowing the humans and defeating the alien invaders, Froglord stands as ruler and protector of the earth. But rumours of a powerful bog creature begin to rise. Summoning his closest Sages, Froglord sets off to discover the mysterious creature and destroy it before it can rise to power.

"The Wizard"

As Froglord and his Sages enter the great Swamp of Doom after wandering far and wide, the swamp creatures inform the Froglord of a great wizard that lies at the heart of the swamp. As they descend deeper and deeper, shadowy figures dart through the undergrowth...watching...leading them further in.

"The Bog Wizard"

The air grows heavy and stale. As the dense trees begin to part, Froglord and his Sages gaze upon the great swamp. In the centre stands a creature, covered in moss with hollow, empty eyes. The Bog Wizard! Froglord steps into the bog. Battle has begun!

More Bog Wizard

More Froglord

[whatifyoulivelikethat]

selfie | jjk | 2

pairing(s): jungkook x reader

summary: Is this a rom-com, slice-of-life drama with unsolicited social commentary about gender stereotypes, idol music, and the meaningless meaning of the word, “adult”? Yes. But also, Jeon Jungkook shouldn’t be in love with his hyung’s little sister and he is. Shit.

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; mentions of depression, anxiety, loneliness; fluff, but also frustrating because flirt already, sheesh; loons-to-lovers; non-idol!AU - oppa’s bestfriend!Jungkook x SHINee fangirl!reader

happy lunar new year!! year of the ox - jk’s lucky year <3

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previous episode.

2. in which the two loons getting somewhere, only for more misunderstandings to happen.

Is this too much?

You stared at the picture and the message. Jeon Jungkook once again. Sending a picture of himself at the gym. It was a while since the last one, so his hair was slightly longer now. Was he growing it out? Oh well, none of your business. You sent your usual reply.

?

You sighed and went back to your journal, only to have your phone aggressively sing ‘3 PM’ from the Animal Crossing New Leaf OST. Directly asking for a video call this time. You thinned your mouth into a line and closed your journal, sliding it out of frame before accepting the call.

Jungkook’s big brown eye filled up the screen, directly on the camera.

“Why don’t you respond like a normal person?”

“Why don’t you start conversations off like a normal person?” you shot back, placing a hand on your cheek and leaning against it. There was stationery scattered all around you, but your journal was behind the charging stand.

Jungkook withdrew his eyeball, frowning. You could see his entire face now, his long black hair tied up into a silly sprout on top of his head. He was still wearing the dark gray sweatshirt from the photo, but he seemed to be in his apartment. All you could see was the wall.

“What about the pic though? Is it too much?”

“Too much what?” you responded irritably.

He waved his hand, shaking the phone with his movement. “You know… Too, ‘Hey I work out and am attractive, pay attention to me’ much?”

You raised an eyebrow. “You’re not even looking at the camera. Or wearing a sleeveless shirt.”

He blinked at you. “Should I?”

You rolled your eyes. “No, those are things not to do. Picture is fine,” you added, shifting some pens away so you could rest your head on your forearms.

“Oh.”

He looked uneasy for a second before the camera jostled around as he scurried to a different part of the room. You puffed your cheeks and closed your eyes, not wanting to get motion sick.

“I’ve been playing Persona 5!” Jungkook said cheerfully, making you open your eyes to see him directing the camera at his television where the Persona music was merrily playing. “Just finished Sakura Futaba’s Palace.” He switched the camera back as you smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

“Nice.”

Jungkook seemed to spy your deflated form on your desk.

“What’s wrong?”

You breathed out. “Nothing.”

He frowned. “Doesn’t seem like nothing.”

You shrugged. “Just thinking.” Your eyes flickered to him, smirking a little. “You wouldn’t know about that, I suspect.”

Jungkook rolled his eyes. Other than that, he didn’t react to your remark.

“Thinking about what?” he asked, leaning back into his gray couch. His long hair flared out, sprout blooming against the cushions.

Your eyes shifted to the pens all over your desk. To your tablet, where you had been practicing digital drawing for a little while now. Just little drawings of cute animals, no people yet. To your journal, where you had been writing your diary entry.

“Lonely.”

You said the word without thinking. It was the title of your diary entry. You hadn’t meant to say it, but it was the only thing on your mind right now. Your eyes flickered back to Jungkook, who was watching you carefully. You sighed, feeling the need to explain yourself.

“All my friends are busy with school and their jobs. Oppa is always at work or with his girlfriend. Parents are always working.”

You could feel the distance between you and your high school friends. They were chasing your dreams and you were chasing nothing at all. You weren’t distant from your brother, but you were respectful of how much time he wanted to spend with his girlfriend. She might become his future wife someday, after all. Would you have a future husband one day? You wondered what he would be like.

You shook your head and shrugged. “But I did it to myself by taking a gap year, so it can’t be helped.”

“It’s okay to feel lonely.”

Slowly, your gaze shifted back to Jungkook. He was getting up from the couch, holding the phone up as he walked to what looked like the kitchen.

“I mean, you can’t help what you feel, right?” he said as he set the phone in a cupboard and went to the fridge. “Feeling lonely isn’t some kind of crime, so you don’t need to lock it away or anything.”

Jungkook picked up a take-out container and opened it, stiffing the contents. He seemed to be debating if it was edible or not. How long had that been there? You wanted to ask but then again, you didn’t want to know. Jungkook shrugged and dumped the mysterious contents into a bowl.

“I’ll talk to you whenever you want.”

You scoffed. “Why would you do that?”

Jungkook placed the bowl in the microwave and set the timer. The machine hummed as he turned around.

“To prevent you from feeling lonely.”

A butterfly danced in your chest.

You chuckled. “Why would I want to feel annoyed instead of lonely?”

Jungkook shrugged, taking out some chopsticks. “At least you have someone to be annoyed at instead of being alone?”

Two butterflies danced in your chest.

You huffed and rested your cheek on your forearms.

“Have you been talking to your Confidants?”

“What?”

“In Persona 5.”

“Who?”

You slapped your forehead. “Listen up, you monkey…”

“I’m an ox in the zodiac.”

“I mean your monkey gameplay…”

You began to explain the importance of Confidants in Persona to Jungkook.

-

That’s how you ended up in video calls with Jeon Jungkook several times a week.

He would usually start the call by sending a selfie, to which you would respond with your usual question mark. He was going to university for graphic design and worked at an electronics store part time. You, on the hand, were doing nothing. Well, not nothing, because you were clumsily learning digital art, but unless you were showering, you were always by your phone. Checking idol social media, especially SHINee. Sometimes your brother and his girlfriend asked you to accompany them to dinner, but you always declined, because being the third wheel was weird.

Also, watching your brother in love was weird.

Bleh.

“They always make out in front of me,” you were telling Jungkook as he asked why you weren’t at dinner earlier with your brother and his friends. Your brother had taken his girlfriend, of course. “It’s weird.”

Jungkook winced. “Yeah, I get what you mean. But I was there.”

“So what?”

Jungkook raised his hands. He was in his bed, rolling around in gray sheets. “Maybe you care?”

“I’d like to be spared watching oppa’s PDA, thanks.”

As usual, you were at your desk. This time your tablet was in front of you. You pushed the pen around, indecisively drawing lines and undoing your last action, twisting your mouth to one side, not really looking at Jungkook. He wasn’t doing anything of note, anyway.

“You don’t like PDA?”

You shrugged. “It’s whatever. I don’t really care.”

“What are you drawing?”

“Nothing good,” you sighed, putting down the tablet pen. The little cat character looked back at you, its expression the same bored and dispassionate face you usually had. You hadn’t really decided on a color for it yet. Maybe gray. That’s how you usually felt, anyway. You knew the collar color was going to be aqua though. A nod to your SHINee obsession.

“Show me.”

“No.”

“Come on.”

You looked up to Jungkook’s smile. There was a radiance about it. You felt the two butterflies dancing in your ribcage once again, fluttering, fluttering. His two front teeth where just ever so slightly too large for his mouth. It was endearing, like seeing a bunny. You looked back down at the little cat you created. Maybe you would make a bunny for Jungkook.

Pfft.

Why would you do that?

You laughed, confusing Jungkook as you placed your hand over your mouth, eyes squinting as you chortled to yourself, trying to imagine Jungkook as a silly little bunny. Probably one that worked out too much and drank banana milk every day. Probably loved to take selfies too. A cool bunny who wrote sunglasses sometimes and was probably altruistic and interesting.

Not like you.

Your laughter died down, eyes on the cat. You picked a cat to represent you because it was lazy and didn’t do much. Spent all day sleeping and staring outside, but never actually trying. Curious about things, but never committing.

“What’s so funny?” Jungkook asked, lifting the camera and holding it above him. You saw his long black hair flare out around his head. He was casually handsome, the kind of attractive that didn’t need much to be that way.

That’s weird. Why would you think something like that?

“Your face,” you replied, missing the usual bite you usually had behind your words. “You need a trim.”

He raised his eyebrow, pursing his lips. “You don’t like long hair?”

You pointed at the phone even though he probably couldn’t tell what you were pointing at. “The ends of your hair are splitting. It’s not going to grow well at this rate.”

“Are you a secret barber or something?”

“I’m a human being who cuts her own hair,” you replied impassively, sitting back in your chair.

Jungkook looked surprised. “Really? Since when?”

“Since the last time oppa attempted to cut my hair in high school.” You cringed at the memory.

Jungkook looked apologetic and ready to burst out laughing at the same time. “He tried his best.”

“He did not,” you retorted, remembering the botched bangs and blunt shoulder length cut. It was horrible. You went to the salon afterward and had it trimmed into a short pixie cut, because you would rather be bald than look like an overgrown coconut.

“The pixie cut was cool though.”

“Eh.” You shrugged. “Too hard to cut it by myself. Need some length to hide my mistakes.”

“Your hair always looks nice though. A little messy.”

You touched the top of your head self-consciously. Maybe you should start brushing it before accepting his calls. You didn’t really brush it that often because, well, who was going to see you? You basically only brushed it when you noticed a tangle.

Jungkook was smiling at you. His dark brown eyes seemed sparkly because of the overhead lights in his bedroom. The butterflies in your ribcage circled each other, looping round and round. You made a disgruntled face, reaching up read the current time at the top of your phone.

“Don’t you have class early tomorrow? Go to sleep.”

And then you pressed the end call button.

For some reason, relief and disappointment washed over you. Relief because there was a palpitating anxiousness you felt when you looked too directly into Jungkook’s eyes. Disappointment because maybe you shouldn’t have hung up so abruptly. That was a little rude.

You noticed you had a text. From Jeon Jungkook.

Good night.

-

Jungkook placed his phone beside him after he sent the text. He thought about sending a selfie too, but maybe that was too much. She had just seen him seconds before, anyway.

Why had she hung up like that?

He smiled as he remembered her laugh. He liked her laugh a lot. She hid it behind her hands and her eyes always squinted when she did so, nearly making them disappear. It looked a little bit like a cat when it was purring in satisfaction. Jungkook wondered what made her laugh like that. It must have been a thought, because he could see her face changing as she observed him. When she stopped laughing, her face was different too, becoming introspective.

She looked pretty today too.

Her hair a little messy, combed through with her fingers. That’s how it looked best, he thought. She had a natural prettiness, the kind that needed no help to be that way. Every action she did seemed cute, from the way she held her pen, to the way she twisted her mouth to one side when she was working on something, to the way she touched the top of her head, lips parting in thought.

If she wanted to be a model, she probably could.

At least, Jungkook wanted to take her picture.

He frowned a little. He’d been consistently sending her selfies before calling her and she always responded with a question mark. Maybe she wasn’t used to taking selfies? Or maybe, and what was more likely, she probably didn’t even care about them.

Jungkook exhaled, flopping to his side. Should he give up? But then he remembered her face right before she looked at the time. It was like she was staring at the screen, at his face. And for a split second, he swore he saw her upper lip upturn a bit, shyness in her gaze, a bit of pink flushing her cheeks. Was it just the lightning or something? His mind playing tricks on him?

“Bleh.”

Jungkook made a weird noise and plopped his face into his pillow.

-

Jungkook stopped calling you.

You wondered why. You had been kind of rude to him last time. Maybe he was mad at you? Maybe he wanted an apology? But you weren’t really sure what to apologize for. And it was weird to call without a purpose, right? And besides.

You didn’t really need to apologize to Jeon Jungkook.

He wasn’t even really your friend. He was your older brother’s friend.

You chewed on your lip, staring at the last picture he sent you. He wasn’t your friend. He was… well, what was he trying to do? Why was he talking to you? Maybe he was bored. Maybe he was nosy. You did say you followed his art Instagram, so maybe he was enthralled with the idea of knowing he had a fan or something?

But you weren’t a fan, per se.

Well, a little bit. He was really talented.

But not that much!

Because Jeon Jungkook was kind of annoying. He still hadn’t returned Persona 5 to your brother. Not that your older brother noticed, at all. He never finished Persona 5 and it was mostly your game now, with how many hours you had sunk into it. Jungkook hadn’t even known about Confidants until you told him. Hmph. Didn’t he look up game guides? Well, he should. Confidants were really important to the game. They helped you with useful abilities during boss fights by developing relationships with the other characters.

You stared at the last selfie Jungkook had sent you.

You kind of wished he was looking at the camera.

Maybe you needed a Confidant. You certainly didn’t really know how to develop relationships with anyone, except maybe your older brother. But that was because he was your brother and familial responsibility. Well. Not true. Your brother was really nice to you.

That’s why you folded his underwear for him, even to this day.

Sigh.

Jungkook did like SHINee though.

At least that was one thing in common, right?

-

next episode: 3. in which only a major event can bring these two loons back together – SHINee is back!

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masterpost

[everyothermouse]

The great thing about aus is that the farther you are from the main characters, the less effort you have to put into making them accurate and logical, because they’re barely onscreen! So anyways I made Pinot a cowboy-

yeah info about them under the cut XD (including basically a whole ass short story about fae kandy cus I was in a rambly mood ig)

ocs belong to @peapod20001!

Ok now that I’ve showed u them the 2 kandy’s thing hopefully makes more sense, unless I did a bad job at making the younger 2 recognizable in which case my b. the middle one is Chaz! Although he technically goes by Kandy at this point in universe, but for the sake of not confusing the hell out of y’all I’m gonna call him Candy for this post.

anyways their story things, warning these r not based on anything going on in main universe, I basically just pulled a tolverse and made a totally random plot that I thought would be fun and went with it cus why not :) apologies in advance for the fact that I may have made kid Chaz and Kandy blatantly out of character 🏃 fae Chaz is more like his normal self i swear-

Pinot (right) is the older step brother to the other two, he currently is a boar creature living in The Dark with his horsies of death and darkness :) he’s part of the same mail service as Noel and TG are. He went with his satyr parent when his parents split up, but eventually went back to meet his little brother as soon as he realized he had one. By now he’s forgotten candy (just fae things aha), but he does know that he had a brother who died before he could meet him.

this next part is kinda long cus I accidentally started writing it less like a summary and more like a short story lol. TW CHILD DEATH IN THE FOURTH PARAGRAPH, THIS SHIT UPSETTING

Disclaimer, this plot of brother a wishes to be more successful brother b but regrets it is taken from this au created by mambodork! Their aus make me so happy so I had a lot of fun creating something inspired by oneee c: (their au has a lot happier ending tho lolol)

Kandy/Chaz (middle) was raised with his brother Kandy (left), who was one year younger than him. Kandy was always the beloved child, he was a great cook, he had a super strong connection to sun magic before he even was old enough to be more than a gremlin, and Chaz loved him! He wanted to help his baby bro achieve his dreams in whatever way he could, wanted to show off his talents to the whole world! But he may have been a bit too enthusiastic, soon enough Kandy was known by the whole forest, he was constantly needed somewhere to show off, do the magic, make the cakes, smile and look cute.

And frankly, kandy didn’t even like it- all he wanted was to exist and do the things he liked, not to be gawked on by the whole world and have his hobbies be turned into a product everyone wanted a piece of. It was so much pressure, and he felt like he was never with his family anymore. Meanwhile Chaz started to feel worse about himself, suddenly it wasn’t Chaz and his little brother, it was Kandy and his big brothe, suddenly there wasn’t time for him, he wasn’t a good enough cook to help Kandy, he just wasn’t good enough anymore in general, which was something hard to deal with considering that at the time he really was just a kid. He ended up running off to the woods to cry after he got kicked out of one of his brothers show. He said that he just wished that he could “be like his brother”, so that maybe everything would be ok- people would like him again, he would be good enough to cook with his brother, if they were finally on the same level, things could just go back to normal. But of course, making wishes in the woods at night invites THE FAE 🤪🎉 and here, right in front of him was a stranger who could make everything better- he’d be just like his brother, every skill taken and imbued in Chaz, with the trade off being that he just had to give away an equivalent amount of himself. He agreed quickly- to him this felt like the solution to an unsolvable problem, a way to get his little brother back, to make everything better! And all in one night, it was too good to be true!

The next day, he woke up feeling different. He knew it was done! He was quick to try his skills- he found himself in control of the light around him, suddenly imbued with cooking skills, heck, he was even cuter, everyone was so sweet to him all the sudden! But strangely, Kandy didn’t come home that day. Chaz didn’t notice at first, he told himself kandy must be busy, but oh, how excited he’ll be when he comes home to find his brother is finally able to relate to him again! He waited a couple hours, a day, a week, and then the news came.

In a sudden moment of clumsiness, his little brother, with uncharacteristic strength, had pulled down a large shelf near his kitchen during a show, and had accidentally lodged a fairly large knife into his neck. There had only been one witness, who when they returned to the body after their initial reaction of running away, they realized that the body didn’t look like Kandy, it was taller and stronger, and in a moment of desperate hope convinced themself that the dead child must have been Chaz pretending to be Kandy, and that the living Chaz was the real Kandy. Chaz immediately knew what happened- he had killed his brother. It was all his fault.* He was terrified of being blamed, so he swallowed down all his feelings and told the public- they were right. That was Chaz, and Chaz is dead.**

*it’s not his fault

** HENCE KANDY NOT HAVING A GRAVE- HIS GRAVESIGHT WAS IN MEMORY OF CHAZ

And so he assumed the role. It’s what his brother would have wanted… right? He was always making people happy, never doing anything for himself, he would have wanted that to continue. But it slowly became unbearable for Chaz- he had lost everything about him that made him him, all of his skills, his friends, his body, his brother- everything that mattered to him was gone. all he wanted was to take it all back. So he begged and pleaded with the fae to change him back to himsel, at first they wouldn’t budge, don’t go back on a deal, but eventually they agreed that he could have his own self back, if he gave up what they had given him and told everyone that he had lied, (fae love teaching ppl life lessons, even if sometimes ppl have to die for them, and if the person isn't even an adult.) And then, finally, he was himself again! He excitedly tried to tell his friends, his family, everyone- but no one believed it. Chaz was dead, this isn’t a funny joke, Kandy. He fought and raged against how everyone continued to push him, but in the end, thinking themselves funny, his old friends tried to prove he was lying by making him save himself from danger in a way only kandy could do- he’d have to stop his stupid pretend game when it got serious! But Chaz couldn’t, and faced with the sudden realization that he was about to experience the exact same fate as his little brother, his whole world came crashing down on him- and he didn’t die. What his body did to survive was much worse.

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COUGH so that’s how Chazs became a fae,,,,um so after he lost all his memories he did sum investigating and found out he used to be some baker showman named Kandy? Cool! He had no sense of self so he kind of just based his identity on that until he met the sky fae :0 he joined them and overtime went back to being more like ol Chaz, very peppy and energetic and just a sweet boi! Currently he’s very happy leading the sky fae (even if he hasn’t found out his original basis of identity is a lie yet), he’s been a nightwalker for a while now, but is just new enough that he can speak both their old chirping language AND English, wow so smart so talented (his English isn’t good but he understands it somewhat which is the best u get with the sky fae lol.) Meanwhile kandy is a ghost who spent a hot while sitting in a tree crying his fuckin eyes out all the time, but eventually was dragged out and has started being a little more normal lol. He’s still very small since ghosts need to somewhat move on to age pass their gremlin size, and he’s only recently started trying to do that!

pff meanwhile Pinots life is just fantastic while these kids suffer 💀 good for u horse boy, good for you

[angst-fairygodmother]

Big News  ~ An Idiot (Affectionate) Story

A.K.A. part 2 of “Where do babies come from?”

A/N: While this is technically a continuation of Late Night either fic can be read alone. And I hope you enjoy! Word Count: 1365 Rating: T Content Warnings: pregnancy, fear of illness, a lot of crying

Ryne shifted anxiously on the exam table, grimacing at the sound of the paper crinkling beneath her, her hands twisted in her lap. She wished that the doctor would come in soon, and that she would stay out forever. 

She was scared, even if she didn't tell Derek just how much when he'd asked that morning if she was okay. She had been too young to know what was going on when she'd lost her mother, but she remembered her being tired and in pain and then gone. So when she made the appointment, she was fully braced for the doctor to tell her the fatigue and headaches were a sign of something serious, that drastic steps had to be taken or her days were numbered. (She attributed the cramps to her fear and the other aches and pains to something in her head.)

It wasn't fair. They'd barely been married a year. She wasn't yet thirty. There were so many dreams and plans ahead of her. After everything they'd been through, the idea of breaking this news to Derek made her feel like she was going to be sick.

The doctor came in. Ryne tried to calm her racing emotions as she explained everything. The doctor nodded sagely and started drawing up an order for bloodwork.

“Now, Kathryn,” the doctor said as she typed, and Ryne suppressed a roll of her eyes at the use of her full name, “you got married about a year ago, is that correct?”

Ryne did the math quickly in her head. “Yeah. A little less than that. Why?”

“And do you and your husband have a...busy marital bed?”

“Are you asking if I have sex with my husband?”

“I don't want to presume what kind of relationship the two of you have, but yes, that is my question.”

“Yeah. We're...I mean we do...pretty regularly…” she found herself tripping over her words suddenly, face growing warm.

“Do you use any methods of birth control?”

“I'm on the pill, but that's it. It's not like either of us has to worry about STIs or anything, we have no other partners.”

“Ah. I'd like to add one more test to the bloodwork then. It'll still take at least a few hours, so we'll call you tomorrow with the results.”

“Tomorrow? What's so serious it has that short a turnaround?” She asked nervously. 

“I don't want to jump to any conclusions, but based on what you've described today, I think you might be pregnant.”

“I...oh.”

Her mind struggled to wrap around the doctor's words. That would be a very different kind of news to break. Her heart skipped a beat. Would he be excited? Nervous? Scared enough to run away?

~

Ryne chewed nervously on her lower lip. It had taken all her willpower not to call her husband immediately when the doctor had confirmed the suspicions shared the day before. But this was news best delivered in person, if only to be able to see Derek's face. 

She thought she might burst by the time he walked through the door that evening. She struggled to maintain her composure, greeting him with a smile and letting him catch her around the waist for a kiss as he passed her in the kitchen.

“Hey baby girl,” he drawled, nuzzling into the side of her neck. “How're you feelin?”

“I'm fine,” she answered maybe too quickly, laying her smaller arms over his. “Today's been good.”

“Really? Cus this morning you seemed pretty sick...you didn't even drink your coffee…”

She could hear the concern in his tone and bit her lip again. 

“Plus you're still kinda pale and look tired. Not that I'm tryin t' insult you or nothin but…”

“I'm not insulted, Derek. You know how much I appreciate you looking out for me. But I promise I'm okay.”  

She fell silent for a long while, just leaning into his touch. She liked this, the casual little moments together, and wanted to savor them while they could. 

“I heard back from the doctor about some of the tests she ran,” she said finally, regretting that she had to break their stillness.

“That was quick,” he hesitated. “Are you...how bad is it? Is it bad? Whatever you need, whatever we gotta do baby, you know I'll take care of you.”

His arms tightened around her waist, a castle against whatever dangers she faced. A sense of calm washed over her then, and she twisted around to face him.

“That depends,” she said, her fingers dancing briefly over the scar on his temple. She met his eyes, finding warmth and love and dedication there, the kind that said he would be on her side through anything. “How do you feel about it not just being the two of us?”

“You mean like a nurse in the house or somethin?”

She giggled, burying her face into his shoulder and unable to stop now that she had started. 

“No, you goof,” she managed eventually. “I don't need a live-in nurse. I mean a baby.”

Derek's face scrunched in a frown of confusion that made her heart flutter. When he remained silent for several long, agonizing minutes, Ryne spoke his name softly, a question. 

“Really?” he asked, the whisper lower than anything she'd ever heard from him before, full of hope and fear in equal measures.

“Yeah,” she said, smiling at him and reaching up to wipe at the tears building in the corners of his eyes. “Really.”

“You're gonna have my baby?”

“Well it's not the second coming of Jesus so it had better be yours. Otherwise there's some weird shit going on.”

“For real?”

“Oh my god Derek,” she laughed. “Yes. For real. Not a joke, not a dream, high nineties percent accurate test. We're going to be parents.” 

The grin that split across his face was dazzling as he whooped and lifted her off her feet, spinning her in an excited circle. 

“I'm gonna be a Dad,” he cheered and laughed before setting her down and repeating the sentence in a subdued and stunned tone. “I guess I should stop calling you baby girl now huh?”

Now it was her turn to frown, puzzled. 

“We don't know yet, it might be a daughter in there, and I can't have two baby girls can I? That'd be cheatin.”

She laughed again, rolling her eyes at her husband's logic. “And if we ever have more than one daughter? What will you do then?”

He opened his mouth to speak and then closed it again, face drawn in careful consideration. Ryne watched the emotions travel across his eyes: the excitement and wonder, the fear, the love. And then suddenly he was ducking down to bury his face in the crook of her neck. Her hands traced soothing patterns wherever they could while she held him, carefully guiding them both through the apartment to the couch without letting go. By the time they were seated, both their faces were wet with tears. 

“I can’t believe this is real…” Derek breathed.

“In a good way, right?” Ryne asked, stomach twisting with nerves, his rollercoaster emotions leaving her scared that he’d settle on ‘abandon ship and run away.’

“Is that a real question? Of course in a good way. In the best way. You’re having my baby. I get to be a Dad. And then you were talkin about maybe more in the future and I just...I love you so much baby girl, and I’m gonna love this kid and you and them are gonna be my whole world.”

His words sparked something in her, the realization that she was really going to be a mom and be able to raise a little life and give them everything she never had, and she had her best friend and partner in crime by her side to do it, and she let out a sob as she threw her arms around his neck. Their lips were salty and wet as they met in their passionate, overjoyed embrace, but neither seemed to care.

“I love you Derek,” she murmured against him.

“Not nearly as much as I love you.”

[knightofameris]

period pains pt. 2

a/n: I HAD TO SPLIT IT UP BECAUSE I REALIZED THE TAGS GOT MESSSYYYYYY SO LOL

also just like i mentioned in pt 1, i’m still getting used to writing for haikyuu boys but i think i have an okay grasp at them,,, bokuto is the one i’m least confident on

haikyuu boys taking care of their s/o who’s on their period ;-;

the boys in question: Nishinoya Yuu, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Sawamura Daichi, Bokuto Koutarou [i had to do noya and tanaka cus they’re PERFECT for THIS] [also under the cut, i didn’t realize how long it was ahahah]

[reposting AGAIN because it’s not showing up in the tags ):<]

nishinoya yuu

okay okay let’s say you’re stuck at home and you’re like oh shit

i don’t have anymore pads or tampons

must be pretty shitty so anyway (im sorry im not judging because this deadass happened to me twice LOL)

anyway you decide to text your boyfriend bb noya to get you some

and he’s like !!! I HAVE A MISSION AND IVE GOTTA HELP MY GIRL

because ya know he’s a simp king for yOU his sunshine

so he runs to the store to get you whatever you use

but then he sees all these different types of tampons and pads

this boy is overwhelmed

but then there’s some people in the same aisle as him

a couple he notices, and the girl giggles while whispering to her boyfriend “wow what a sweet boyfriend he is.” and he gets so PROUD

and the girl probably realized how lost he is and just told him to ask you.

so anyways he grabs the ones you told him to and the girl also tells him to get her favorite snacks and chocolate and heat packs and just everything you’d ever need

and he gets them he doesn’t care about no price tag 😤😤 anything for his queen

so when he gets to your place with all of these bags you’re like overwhelmed but your heart just BURSTS because he’s pulling out your favorite snacks and every other item while saying “this is for you in case you want to snack.” or “these heat packs will help your cramps” or “your favorite ghibli movie so we can watch together”

he’s so sweet i love him so much <3

needless to say y’all spend the rest of the day cuddling and stuff <3

tanaka ryuunosuke

okay i just really like the idea of the boys going on a tampon/pad run for you so like

a lot like noya, he is a SIMP KING for YOU his GIRL and he’s on a mission

so when he see’s all of these different types, like noya he’s overWHELMED

so he deadass texts you “what size vagina are you” while sending a photo of all the tampons and pads

what a dumbass

but you love him and at least it got a good laugh out of ya especially with everything.

when he goes to check out he feels people staring at him and but unlike that one text of those series of boyfriends buying pads/tampons for their girlfriends ( i hope you guys know which one i’m talking about)

tanaka would be so proud like “hell yeah i got a girlfriend and hell yeah i’m doing this for her because i LOVE HER”

we stan one man and his name’s tanaka ryuunosuke

anyways on his way home he also stops by a boba store and gets you your favorite drink

how sweet i love him

he also decides to spend the rest of the day with you and y’all watch movies or just sleep and he does whatever he can to help you get through your period

also he might’ve bought you wAY too much

like deadass probably a years worth. his reasoning is that there’s so much BLOOD probably i love him

sawamura daichi

daichi goes dadchi well i mean he is daddy but ya know

anywayyyyyy you probably were complaining to him about how your period was coming soon but that it was also late but you were still having ghost cramps

daichi has a moment of fear because he thinks you’re pregnant but then he remembers that the last time y’all did the do was before your last period, y’all been busy with volleyball and school okay lol

so daichi asks if there’s anything he can do because he wants to help however he can

but you’re probably just shake your head knowing he’s pretty busy with captain duties

he is a responsible dad and you love him for that and you dont want to take him from his kids but he kinda like is hesitant to not do anything for you.

so he just asks you to wait for him after practice so that he could walk you home and he also invites you to watch them

so that’s how you find yourself suddenly very aware of your period coming like the niagra falls and you dash over to your bag to see if you have any pads and for some reason!!! you forgot to restock!!! so you ask kiyoko

and she gives you some of hers

and you rush to the restroom

daichi’s confused but when you get back he looks over at you and has a look of concern so you just smile and give him a nod and a thumbs up

so anyway practice ended earlier than usual (probably because Daichi asked Ukai, but you didn’t know that but you did have a feeling)

Daichi walked with you (and the team also walked with you lol) and he went ahead to the store on the way home and just bought ALL of your favorite snacks AND chocolate

Noya and Tanaka go full on sad mode because they were like “that’s what I WOULD DO if I had a girlfriend” like that one meme with timmy turner’s dad, i hope y’all knwo what im talking about luh mao

so he walks you ALL the way to your place and he decides to stay awhile and your mom LOVES him so she’s fine with him in your room

he cuddles with you the rest of the evening before he has to go home and he makes sure to give you a bunch of forehead kisses or any other type of kisses.

i luv him <3

bokuto koutarou

okay sorry i had to use that gif cus HE’S SO THICC HIS ARMS BRO sorry sorry okay anyways

so you’re probably in hella pain one day but like you’re trying to get through the day with classes

usually you do work after school to wait for bokuto but this was a particularly bad day

so when you told bokuto that you’re gonna head home early he got all emo mode

“wha- do you not love me” and he has those dot eyes and you start to feel bad but like you’re in PAIN but you also know that he doesn’t particularly have the skill to tell how you’re feeling and stuff

ya gotta be really good at open communication with this kid

but open communication is good in general so like ya know

anyway, you’ll probably just tell him that you’re feeling sick because of your period or akaashi might mention something if he’s there

but anyway bokuto becomes hella understanding and tells you to rest up

during practice bokuto gets a little bit worried because he also wants to be a good boyfriend, ya know, so he probably talks to akaashi about all these things he’s going to do (it’s a little bit ,,, much. very extra LMAO)

but akaashi stops him and tells him that something small and simple might be best for you

so, he just makes sure to get some of your favorite snacks and runs on over to your place as soon as practice ends

once he gets to your place and you notice that he got you snacks and such it probably just makes your kokoro go doki doki LMAO

he probably apologizes for not really like realizing you were tired and in pain but you just make grabby motions towards him and he goes :D and dives into your bed, gently

he’s such a baby he probably rests his head ontop of your chest and like his legs are slotted against yours and you just hug him while playing with his hair

he lets you talk about your day and he talks about his day and as the two of you guys talk slowly the two of you fall asleep.

a/n: like i said in pt. 1, i was gon make parts of it nsfw because ya know, sometimes a little spice can help yo cramps LOL so if anyone wants an nsfw version i can do it, also again if someone wants other characters too ill do it. also im so sorry i felt a little lack of motivation for bokuto’s part im a clown