#i kinda wish it was longer heheh

[me-writes-prompts]

:-"I sense some tension...and not the friends type." Friends to lovers prompts-:

(Y'alllll I could not help myself. I had to do more!!! Hehehe. Tag me if you guys write any of these :)

The 'just friends' kiss that they have to do as a dare but they both like it and can't stop thinking about it 👀

^^ "I mean, I kinda liked it, I guess..." but then they see their friend's smug face and cough, "I didn't mean it that way!" "Uh huh."

"You know...for someone who says they like me just as a friend, you sure do blush a lot in my presence. What's up with that?"

Going on DATES without realizing that they're doing couple-y things and someone casually commenting they're a cute couple (hehehe)

^^ "We are not a couple. I swear-" "Yeah, never. They're not even my type." "Yeah, same here." (sureeeee mhmm)

Hugs lasting a little longer than usual, and it gets all awkward because they are waiting for the other one to pull away, but neither of them wants to.

Always being extra affectionate with them(i.e. complimenting, playfully teasing, etc)

Communicating using only their eyes(AHHHH)

Pillow fights turning into tackling fights into blushing messes

^^ "It's not fair though! You never let me tickle you! :(" "You have to get close to me to do that." They say with a teasing lick of their lips and a grin. "I- shut up!"

Borrowing their clothes and never returning it just so you can be warm and cozy in them and feel like it's their arms wrapped around you>>>>>

Calling them the first thing when they have a bad day, because they know seeing the other will make it so much better

^^"Hard day?" They ask with a gentle smile when they come in. "Yeah." And that's all they need before they have a cuddle session with both of their favorite movie playing and them just snuggled up :'((((

"You look at them like they hung the stars." A silence. "They did so much then that, and I can't ever be grateful enough, even if I wished to." (angsttttyyy)

*Confessing* "I...I love you. I don't know if it's okay to fall in love with your best friend, but I love you. And it's fine, if you don't love me back, because loving you has been the easiest thing I've ever done, and I'd never stop loving you even if you didn't love me back." "You know what? It is okay to love your best friend, because that's what I've done as well. And I would've never know that you also love me, if you never said it. So let me say this, I love you too." (I am deceased, did i just wrote that?)

Cue the long, slow kiss and the tears that run down their cheeks while doing so. And they lived happily ever after!

[iliketangerines]

Your writing is so good <3 I was wondering if I could request a Bi-Han x reader who is a telekinetic/telepathy user kinda like Ermac who uses his abilities to basically tease and mess with Bi-Han when their away on missions or visitsfor long periods

improper use

a/n: hehehe biiiii han

pairing: bi han x afab!reader

warnings: nsfw (MDNI), guidance (?), idk how to describe it

Bi Han sits in a meeting with Liu Kang, listening to him drone on about something about Earthrealm and protection and the tournament

the grandmaster zones out, having heard the spiel so many times, and he knows that this is what Liu Kang wants and that is what needs to be done

the god was so obsessed with checking on the Lin Kuei and making sure that everything was running exactly the way that wanted to, and Bi Han was sick of it

he’s ripped away from his thoughts when he hears your voice, a little muffled and quiet, but he knows that they’re away on a mission so how were you…?

you call out his name, in a much clearer voice, and he glances to his brothers sitting by him, seemingly unaffected by the call of your voice

again, another call of his name with your voice in his head, and Bi Han cautiously thinks your name, straining his ears for something

and then you excitedly call out his name in his head, making it ring through his ears, and Bi Han just slightly clenches his jaw and hopes no one noticed

he tells you not to be so loud, and you quiet your voice a bit and apologize

but then you continue on excitedly, rambling on about how excited you were that you managed to figure out how to telekinetically communicate over long distances

he asks you if you’re supposed to be doing anything, and you answer that they person you’re staking out hasn’t come out, so you’ve got nothing to do

Bi Han asks why you’re talking to him then, and he can feel your little smirk even thousands of miles away

your voice drops to a husky whisper, and you say that you want him and that you wish he was here to fuck you as you kept watch on the target

the sudden lewdness makes Bi Han’s knee jump up and bang against the table loudly, drawing attention to the grandmaster

he just grunts and waves it off, hoping that Liu Kang nor his brothers would notice how he was half-hard underneath the table

Bi Han is silent, unsure if he should encourage or stop you, but then the sudden image of you at your post, fingers rubbing against your clit and the sound of your moan fills his head

he’s barely able to keep a straight face as he cools his body temperature to try and stop the blush from rising to his cheeks

you sound so pretty, and you pant out his name, slightly pinching your clit as you do so, and Bi Han crosses his arms and squeeze his hands

it’s like a front row seat of what you see, and by the gods it is a lewd sight

your spread legs, pants hurriedly pulled down, and you dip your fingers down, swiping them through your folds, and bring them up to your eyesight to show Bi Han just how wet you are

by the look of it, he’s sure you’re dripping right now, staining the surface of the car seat you’re on, and he can feel his mouth go dry

you bring your hand back down again and look at where your fingers disappear, and Bi Han curses in his head that he couldn’t see the show for himself

you tut at him, telling him to mind his language, and then you slip your fingers in, moaning out his name and saying that you wish it was his fingers

they’re so much longer, thicker, rougher, and you need him so bad, your legs spreading a little wider as you whine

Bi Han clenches his jaw and almost wants to tell you to stop because he’s in a middle of a meeting, but then you tell him to guide you, please

for a moment, he debates just leaving you like this, wet and slick and needy for him, but he wants to see it all, wants to see you tremble and shake for him

he tells you to rub your clit slowly, just as he does so, and you listen to his directions, rubbing it slowly and firmly just as he would

you whine out for him, please you need more, and he firmly tells you no, saying that you listen to him or get nothing

it makes you stop your complaints, and the only sounds that come out of your mouth are quite little whimpers and moans

he can see your fingers twitching, needing to chase that pleasure higher and higher, and your hips buck forward, making you gasp

Bi Han hears the call of his name, and he focuses back on the conversation in front of him

Liu Kang asks him a question, something about the patrols around the Lin Kuei, and Bi Han can barely talk as the image of you slowly rubbing your clit still lingers in his head

the god is persistent with his questions, going and going and going, and he can hear you start to beg for him, begging him to let you go faster

the grandmaster answers with a low grunts to the Liu Kang, and his eyes twitches as you call out for Bi Han, saying you need him, need him to fuck you so bad please

he nearly answers in his voice, and then he clears his throat and answers Liu Kang’s question, unable to think properly with you in his head

but then the god asks another question, and it's a tricky question and you’re still in the back of his head whining out his name

your hips have started to grind into your fingers, and he answers quickly in his head that you can go faster, to please yourself from him

a loud keen leaves your lips at that as you mumble out thank yous, and Bi Han catches himself almost saying out loud that you were being so good for him

he continues on, stopping at certain words to gather his thoughts and hopes that no one sees just how hard he was underneath his pants as he slightly leans up and forward to point at something on the map that’s on the opposite side of the table

you’re so loud in his head, so pretty sounding, and he can see your fingers rubbing desperately against your clit, the image flickering as you try not to close your eyes

you really were trying so hard to be good for Bi Han, to give him a proper show, and he tells you as much, encouraging you to keep going

he watches as your hips twitch forward, how your thighs shake, and Bi Han lowers his arms and brings one hand to squeeze himself through his pants before letting his hand fall to try and relieve some of the tension

he wishes he could go there, be there, fuck you on his fingers and get you nice and stretched and mushy before he finally fucked you on his cock

for now, though, he watches and listens to you moan and whimper out his name as the image finally goes black when you close your eyes and cum

but he can imagine it, your back arched off the seat of the car, your legs trembling, and your fingers still rubbing your sensitive clit

your whimpers echo in his head as they fade and louden, the connection breaking as you lose your concentration

but then your sounds clear, and he can hear your panting

then after a second, he hears your voice, soft and sad and saying that you miss him, and he frowns, hand clenching at his side as he says that he misses you too

it’s all quiet for a moment, and then he asks when you’ll be back

you say you’ll be back in a week, and that he better be prepared because you really really really have missed him

and that you’ve also taken a few souvenirs and trinkets from the country you’re visiting to add to his collection that you’ve given him

Bi Han’s lips twitch up in a smile before he says that he’ll treasure it, and then you whisper out a goodbye and that you’ll see him soon

he says goodbye to you as well, and then his head is quiet

the grandmaster tunes back in to hear Liu Kang dismissing them all, and Bi Han stands up and bows quickly before leaving hurriedly

he did still have a little problem that you left him

[hotpinkstars]

CUDDLES - blade x reader

- cuddles with your significant other 🤍

- hiii i havent written here in a while... but this is for @sleepyqinfei bc i made a post and they replied first ehehehe this is a little longer than "tonight" but hopefully i'm not too late hope u enjoy (sry its kinda short...)

- no warnings needed! pure fluff hehehe

cuddles with blade are a rather... interesting experience, to say the very least.

he doesn't really know what to do. you can compare him to a rock in the middle of the bed. he's just laying there while you're all over him.

he really doesn't mind it, and he thinks it's okay like that at first. but thats until you express your lack of satisfaction about it to him, and he genuinely takes it into consideration. he does understand, and he wants to work on it for you.

it takes him a little bit to find it in himself to be comfortable with the gesture. he knows you're not going to take advantage of him, he knows you wont make fun of him, but it still takes him a while to warm up to it completely.

but then, he does.

it was bedtime, just an ordinary night. you both run through your nighttime routine, consisting of showering, brushing teeth, changing, etc. you hop into bed next to him and lay on his chest, just like routine.

you turn out your bedside lamp, and kiss the man goodnight. you both stay awake for a little while longer, you on your phone and him looking at the ceiling. you put your phone down eventually, attempting to fall asleep.

you're so close to loosing consciousness for the night before he wraps both of his arms around you. it takes you by surprise, leaving you wide awake. you look up at blade, who had his eyes closed with his head flat on the pillow.

you chose not to comment on this gesture, afraid to scare him off and have him be too nervous to do it again. but this was comforting. you didn't mean to be greedy, but you wished for this every night, and want this until the end of the world.

[themotherofhorses]

Vic!! I have a request pretty pls hehehe,

Creepy dark! Aemond forcing his way with fem!reader as she sleeps after stalking him for many moons? PWEASEEE

what was mine is still mine, regardless of time.

pairing: soft but dark!aemond targaryen x fem!targaryen!reader

warnings: explicit language. nsfw smut. slight breeding kink towards the end. consented abduction. aemond is (as usual) obsessive and possessive but is actually kinda a sweetheart in this.

notes: ok so small thing: i kinda put my own twist to this request, because this sort of idea has lived in my head RENT FREE since forevvaaa. hope u enjoy it :)

masterlist

Dragonstone was quiet when arrived, the sea tide calm and peaceful.

Aemond Targaryen could not remember the last time he stepped foot in the castle, if he ever did at all, having spent the entirety of his life behind the bronze doors of the Red Keep. He did not care for the damned island, nor did he hold any love for its people, but his twentieth nameday was fast approaching, and his mother was insisting more and more that he take a wife soon.

“Now, where will you be,” he mumbles to himself as he rips off his riding gloves and tucks them into his belt.

The castle hallways were without light, and no houseguards stood afoot. Aemond smirks. It would be much easier for him to find you, tucked away in your own chamber.

Your personal chamber was nicely furnished, in the colors and style of your shared noble house, and had an aura belonging only to a Targaryen princess. Thick wool carpets covered the floor instead of harsh black stone, and your windows were cracked open just a little, with pretty drapes swaying from the light ocean breeze. The walls were hung with different tapestries, all of horses and dragons, and the doors were flanked by Valyrian sphinxes.

And to the corner was your bed, where you, his niece, lay atop, fast asleep.

Aemond wills his heart to continue beating, and for his cock to behave.

He has not laid eyes on you in almost a full decade, ten years too long for him. Both your parents whisked you away to Dragonstone when you were still a child, soft-faced and in the mid of girlhood.

They refused his mother’s offer for a betrothal between the two of you, and broke his heart to the tiniest of pieces that he wondered if they were still scattered around the Keep. But that was so many moons ago, and time slipped by him.

“Gods be good,” Aemond whispers, moving closer.

What has happened to that little girl, that kid niece of his? In her place sleeps a living goddess, too lovely for mankind. You’ve grown beautiful, a mirror image to your mother, his eldest sister. He bends to kiss your bare shoulder- just a simple and tiny kiss- and you stir in your sleep. It is cute, he admits, but he also can not wait another second longer.

Only the gods above know how much he’s wanted you.

With a hard yank, Aemond draws back the bedsheet covers, causing you to jolt up from the bed. You look around, confused and scared and still half-asleep, purple eyes clouding from drowsiness. In front of you sits a stranger, a man- silver-haired and cloaked in black riding leather. Across his eye, an eyepatch.

Your heart quickens at the sight. “Aemond…?” you call out, unsure.

He smiles, teeth and all. “You do not know how happy it makes me to know you are still able to recognize me, my niece. After all, it has been awhile- ten years, has it not?”

You shrug, trying to wipe the sleep away from your eyes. “What…what are you doing here?” you ask, while patting down the bed, looking for the sheets to cover your chest. “Should you not be at King’s Landing? Why are you here?” Your eyes grow as wide as a dinner plate as you soon add, “Oh no, has something happened? Is it my grandfather?”

But Aemond scoots closer, bringing his face to yours. “Do not fret, nice. I’m here on my own wishes,” and he twirls a thin strand of silver hair around his finger, humming as he watches it fall back around your shoulder. In that sheer Dornish nightgown, you look good enough to eat, and the princeling is feeling beyond ravenous.

“I’m here to collect a debt.”

Lucerys…you think, a sinking feeling in your chest. His stolen eye, that night on Driftmark…

Ten years and Aemond still seeks revenge.

“No,” Aemond says, shaking his head. He moves even closer, grabbing at your shoulders. His palms are rough and callous. “I would dare not hurt you. Anyone but you. You…” he sighs, “-you were promised to me, back when we were children. You were meant to be my wife, and they stole you from me. The only good fucking thing in my life, and it was taken away…”

He studies you, his eye running across your face, down your neck and to your chest.

That Dornish nightgown clings loose to your body, and he can see your nipples perk against the fabric. It sends blood rushing between his thighs. “Tell me, niece, what did I do to deserve that?”

“Aemond…”

“No!” he hisses, tightening his grip on you. “No! You have not the slightest idea of the fucking torture I’ve endured these years. The nights I stayed up, begging to the gods that I might have you. I thought…maybe if they heard my pleas, saw my faith, they would…but no. Ten years, and not a single glimpse of you.” Your breath hitches when he meets your gaze, “I dreamt of you, every damned night. Fought the urges to fly over and collect you from here…”

You shake your head. “Aemond…” you say, softly. “I’m betrothed to another, this cannot be.” You press your hand against his cheek, feeling him lean into your touch, and kiss his forehead. “I have missed you greatly, uncle, but it has been years! So many years. I’m to be married soon.” You pull back, “It is best if you return home, and start finding a lady of your own choosing.”

Aemond sighs, and inside his chest, he feels his heart being ripped apart again.

“You are right, my dearest niece. My sincerest apologies for waking you up, it was quite wrong of me. I shall see myself out,” and he kisses your hand, brushing his lips against your knuckles. “I wish you all the luck in your marriage, and may your husband love and appreciate you till the dying days of his damned life.”

You smile at him, though a bit sad now. “Thank you, uncle. To you as well.”

The princeling turns to leave, and you sit up watching as he makes his way to your door, before sinking back into your bed. “Goodbye, Aemond,” you call out, one final time before your eyes close, failing to see him pause and turn around to look at you.

What was he doing? Foolish man, he thinks. Foolish, stupid man!

Was it in his nature to admit defeat so easily, and to some unnamed wastrel cunt of a man? No. Throughout his life, Aemond suffered nothing but tremendous losses, while being denied the goodness and fairness that a child should’ve had. His lips pucker at the thought.

You were right there, close enough for him to finally claim.

And so he did.

“Shhh, keep your voice down,” Aemond tuts next to your ear, a heavy arm slung over your naked breasts as he holds you as close to his chest as possible. It feels as if he is frightened to let you go, worried you would disappear before his very eye, with another ten years slipping by until he finds you again.

His other hand lies between your trembling thighs, fingering you with such an intensity and speed that it leaves you utterly ruined and in tears. “Aemond…” you hiccup, nibbling at your bottom lip as he groans. “Fuck! You sound so good when you say my name like that. Gods be good, you are wet. Absolutely soaking my fingers. Doesn’t this feel good?” he asks, using his thumb to rub at your clit. “Yeah…it does, doesn’t it?”

You sniffle, fat tears streaking down both cheeks as you nod.

Oh, it feels good. So good, but so wrong as well.

You were to be married in less than a fortnight, to a highborn lord of House Stark, handsome and kind. How would you explain this to him? Or to your parents, who proposed the marriage between you two? How would you tell them that you were ruined? And it was your uncle’s fault.

“Please, Aemond…”

Aemond grabs at your jaw, cradling it in his hand before pulling it close to his face. “Shhh, it will be alright, my love. Do not fret. You will be okay, just give in,” he whispers, quickening his fingers as he fucks them into you, curling two to hit your sweet spot. You almost scream, so overcome with pleasure that it hurts. “This is where you are meant to be, darling, make no mistake in believing that. My bride, my love.”

My woman, he thinks gleefully, watching how your face scrunches up. Your eyebrows furrow and your mouth press together in a tight line, and it is the most beautiful sight.

My woman, made for me. Made for my love and protection and seed…

Goosebumps prickle along your arms as wet sounds echo across the chamber, followed by a strew of whimpers and moans. It sounds so dirty, so sinful and wrong that you pray to whichever god was listening in that no one would overhear such, especially your parents and siblings. Your father would have Aemond’s head, no doubt, and your older brother might rob him of his only other good eye.

“Oh, fuck…” you moan, flinging your head back, “-don’t stop, don’t stop, please don’t stop!”

A minute or so later, your vision blackens, the room spins, and your jaw slacks as you cum plenty around his fingers, all with such a high-pitched shriek that Aemond slaps a hand over your mouth to muffle the noise. “What did I say? Stay quiet!” he hisses before chuckling, smearing the mess around your folds while you make an attempt to catch your breath. “Very good, my love. You did so well for me.”

He brings a finger to his mouth, to suck at the taste. “Your taste is heavenly,” he moans, swirling his tongue around it. He then brings two to your mouth, swiping at the tiny bit of drool pooling before stuffing them in. “Suck. Taste yourself now.”

“Dirty girl,” Aemond hums, a smirk curving on his lips as he watches the way you lick and suck at his fingers. “You are digging a grave too deep to escape, darling.”

Ruin me, you want to say. If I’m to die, I rather it be in your hands than anyone else’s…

He lays you back down on the bed next, making sure your head rests comfortably against the pillows. Ten years, Aemond reminds himself. Ten fucking years. He can feel his resolve slowly weakening by the second. You’re too beautiful, too soft and womanly and perfect for him. Every fantasy he dreamt up during boyhood never claim as close as to this. “I dreamt of this for fucking years,” he admits while kissing your pink and pouty lips. “All the possible ways to take you, to fuck this pretty cunt of yours.”

Your legs wrap around his hips as he pushes his cock inside you. It is painful- undeniably painful- yet he swallows every cry and wince and moan that you give. Your fingernails dig into his skin from the terrible pain- the stretch and the sting and the weird feeling growing deep within your tummy.

“It is too much…!” you whimper against his lips. “Hurts!”

“Of course it hurts, darling, it is your first time. Every woman hurts when a man takes her first blood. But you can take it.”

“No,” you whine, trying to shove him away. “No, Aemond, it hurts too much-” But Aemond only kisses your temple, sweet and gentle and lovingly, while rocking his hips against yours. “It’ll feel so good soon, my love, trust me. I would never do anything to hurt you, not my precious and sweet girl,” he coos, leaning to rub your noses together, “-my brave girl.”

Ten years.

He could not stop, even if he wished to. No, not now that he finally has you, underneath his body and wet and ripe for his seed.

“I’ll give you our child,” he mutters beside your lips as he pinches your nipple between two fingers and keeps his thrusts hard, deep, and fast. All of it makes your face twist in a soft gasp, your body tightening as you feel that thick rush of pleasure from before, right before you creamed over his fingers.

“Take my seed and have our child. I promise to take you back to King’s Landing and marry you," he vows through ragged breaths, "and spend the rest of our lives making up for those ten years.”

“Aemond,” you pant, clutching onto his shoulders and dragging his face down for a kiss. His skin is sweaty and flushed, and he has never appeared so beautiful before. You love him. You love him so much, how did you spend ten years without seeing him? It makes no sense. You understand his woes now, clear as day, and you want to rid of them forever.

“I love you! I love you, I love you, make me your wife, please. Please!”

He feels your cunt tightening around his cock, and he is ready to give you everything: his heart, his soul, and his seed.

Come the morning, his son will be swelling within your belly, and he will have you seated atop Vhagar, flying back to the Keep to make you his wife, in both the eyes of the gods and the laws of the land.

The next day, at dawning, Rhaenyra Targaryen’s only daughter does not join her family to break fast together. Her three half-brothers and two half-sisters raise eyebrows as they munch quietly on their meals but keep silent, all until little Joffrey asks where his older sister might be. Rhaenyra does not know, and neither do the houseguards, the men of the small council, and the maesters, and it worries her greatly.

Her husband, though, is quick to remind her that the princess- ever their trueborn child- enjoys morning rides on dragonback. “Give her a few hours and she will surely return with a new story to tell us,” Daemon says, while sipping on his wine.

But a few hours turn into the rest of the day, and soon evening creeps by.

A raven arrives from King’s Landing, bearing the family a note:

“I’ve taken what was owed to me. Such a pity you all forgot that what was mine is still mine, regardless of time.”

[liqu3d]

Oh god, now I’m too interested to know about your AU (from the doodles post) can you please tell more about it????

AGSJHDIIE IM SO HAPY SOMEBODY ASK !!! HEHEHE SO THANK YOU FOR ASKING Anon

Angst ig???

So in this AU both Prismo and Scarab are kinda 19-20? Maybe 20-ist. So the place where Scarab lives gets bombed (musheroom war????). Later on, after 1-2 years, he was diagnosed with some immune-related cancer because of the radioactive. After getting to a hospital, he meets Prismo there. The two talk, seeing they both share some interests and start to become closer, while Prismo's condition gets better. Scarab does not. After Prismo got out of the hospital, he still often visits Scarab, puts on a chat, or wish him to get better. They two would have a short walk together in the park (when Scarab’s health conditions let him), sharing stories and writing fanfic together. From time to time Prismo start to develop some feelings on Scarab  

Later on, Prismo visits him more often, he starts to give Scarab flowers and stays with him longer. With Prismo slowly growing on Scarab, so he also start to catch feelings for the other. But Scarab know they both gonna lead themselves to nothing, and he doesn’t want Prismo to waste time is time on him. And even tho Prismo knowledge that he just shakes it off and being more positive. And because of that Scarab just follows the flow for the shake of Prismo's and his own feelings

Few more years pass and they two become somewhere 'close friend'. Tho for Scarab's health it become worst, he feel most of time . Prismo still visits him frequantly, and sometimes Scarab would try to tell Prismo about his feelings but scared other don't feel the same. Prismo did try to talk about it, but whenever he ask about what Scarab feel about him Scarab just akwardly say that he is a "great friend" so Yeahhh (They both don't know how to communicated about those topic 😭)

I think that all happened in 5-6 years (after they met) or smt? then in the end uhhhh....

Sooooo

In the end Scarab gonna die but they two confess each other feeling. It make them kinda laugh about this and they two then holding hand (they hold hand before but this is the only time they really do that comfortablely) And Scarab spend his last moment of his life in his love embrace 

THANK YOU FOR LISTENING TO MY RAMBLING :3 Might have some spelling, grammar mistake or plot holes but yea ^^

(Thinking about killing Prismo too)

here is a small drawing for you to cope with

[screampied]

Aaaa I sent an ask yesterday but tumblr said anons can’t send links so i think u did not receive it 🙂‍↕️

I am the vampire!toji anon hello :3 you’re so right about the longer hair theory likeeeee imagine him with some kind of mullet? Healed or fresh scars on his arms or face, long ass fangs and tongue

And UGH imagine he wears clothes like… old gothic type of clothes????

Can I become 🧛🏻‍♀️ anon?😭 you’re ab to hear a lot from me heheh >:3c

omg i wish i saw 🙂‍↕️ thank u anyway tho !! 🫶🏽

VAMPY HELLOOOOO 💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽. no bc literally ?? when i envision vampire toji i kinda see like a mullet YES. or … kinda like suguru’s hair ? like its all grown out n long, its so pretty. he’d have a few strands covering his face, his eyes especially to make him more intimidating n mysterious mmm

oh he’d have fangs for sure 🙋‍♀️🙋‍♀️🙋‍♀️. think of all the bite marks he’d give us, literally everywhere. i think vampire toji’s fav place would be to bite near our thighs oh im sick

he’d have the best styleeeee. i can see him in lots of ancient type goth / vampire attire. i was thinking colors maybe like black, red (ofc) and maybe a dash of like a dark purple + burgundy ?

[toffeelemon]

hi! surprise self rec time <3🌷Pick 3 of your favorite things you’ve written and share them here, then put this in the inbox (anonymously or not) of your fellow writers to spread the positivity and help celebrate already written fics 💖

heheh omg i’m shy

i’m picking this also slightly based on which fics of mine are less popular and i think people might not have read them yet:

Wille tries very hard to break Simon and Marcus up without noticing his own big fat crush

my most recent long oneshot! (cough) i honestly think it’s so funny and also this was free therapy for going through my own stupidity so. i hope you enjoy my suffering

AU which is kinda like fake dating but also not exactly. and valentine’s themed!

the vday exchange fic!! wish it was longer if i hadn’t contained it out of spite. but this is the most i have veered off canon and i had so much fun with it. they’re flatmates. they’re mutual pining. they’re stupid. it’s got all my classic traits in i love it sm

reunion and getting back together with minimal angst. and a handful of OCs and queer chosen family vibes!

i am so fond of this because it reflects so much of the time that i was in when i wrote it. i was missing queer kinship desperately. writing this healed me and i usually struggle with OCs but i still love these ones.

[didderd]

Hi Alex! I was wondering what the boys would do if they were trying to go out with someone who's super oblivious (or maybe just thinks that there's no possible way that someone actually has feelings for them) and they just weren't getting the hint?

*pushes up my nonexistent glasses* heheh *starts clacking away at keyboard*

(gonna kinda mimic @/wishing-stones formatting style wif these sorta asks n harness their good writing energy)

(these got... super long, so under th read more 't goes. (fkn. Tou's and Snaps' take up my whole screen each. i have no self control lmao.) also jus a heads up. Snaps' mentions ~sexual relations~ lol)

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Tic is subtle and has a hard time being straightforward. He'd built up the courage to tell them several times, over several months. Each time, pushing himself to get less subtle about it.

The first few were mixed into bad jokes. "knock knock" "who's there" "a sphinx" "a sphinx who" "a sphinx I like you". Every time, they laughed and blushed, but then assumed it was just a joke.

The last couple of times weren't even mixed into jokes, yet they still assumed he was just messing around.

This time he goes all out. He brings them somewhere beautiful, maybe under a starry sky, and after watching the stars for a bit, he grabs their hands and tells them he loves them. And when they still don't believe him, he brings them close. Inches from a kiss, and tells them he's 100% serious. He shuts them up by closing the gap before they can deny it again.

Tac has been very obviously flirting with this person for about a month, but he guesses he flirts with a lot of ppl, so it's not too farfetched to think he's just like that, so he steps up his game.

He gets more romantic with it. He gets them flowers and asks them out. (He'd asked them out a few times before, but they thought he was just being his usual flirty self. Which wasn't entirely wrong, but doesn't mean he wasn't serious.)

When they think he's just messing around again, he pulls them in with a hand on the small of their back. He assures them that he's 100% serious, and brings them into a deep kiss.

Tou is already very physically affectionate with his friends. Anything they'll allow. Holding hands, kissing their forehead/cheek, friendship cuddles. But with his best friend/crush, he always lingers longer than with the others.

He's absolutely ecstatic that they like the physical affection, but he wants more. He kisses their cheek often, and wishes he were kissing just an inch or two over, but they just don't see what his constant physical affection and lingering touches mean, so he gets more verbally affectionate.

Tbh, his verbal affection was already strong too, so this doesn't do a lot either, but he'd thought if he's now constantly calling them cute, beautiful/handsome, stunning, etc, they'd get the hint.

One day he leans into them, grabs their hand, and calls them the most attractive person he's ever met. He thinks surely they'll have to get the hint now, but they still think he's just being nice.

He gets a little frustrated and picks them up, tossing them over his shoulder, and ports into his room. (He rarely ports outside of battle training.) He sits them on his bed and sits next to them, grabbing their hand and leaning in a lot closer this time.

He kisses their hand, not breaking eye contact for a moment. He tells them he loves them, and that he's not just being friendly, and once they finally get it, he brings them into his lap for cuddles.

Snaps honestly takes a very long time himself to realize he actually wants to be with this person rather than just fuck them. Anyone else would have realized he has feelings for them far before he did.

They've been friends with benefits for months before he realizes it (with some help from his boss).

Once he's done having a crisis about having emotions he was sure didn't exist in him, he goes straight to their apartment and tests the waters.

He makes them a nice breakfast before they get up (tics not bothering him this time, as he's too focused on making it good for them). He holds their hand while they watch TV instead of holding their thigh/waist. He kisses their hand before they leave for work, and sneaks in the pet name "honey" rather than the usual "bunny" as he sees them out.

All of this, they only seemed mildly suspicious of, or flushed at and waved it off, so he gathers that he has to go further with it.

When they get back, he greets them with flowers at the door, dressed well, in a nice button-up and some dress pants. (Tho, he's still wearing his fingerless gloves.)

He leads them to the table, where he'd set up a candle lit dinner. (Food delivered from one of their favorite places, bc he wasn't confident he wouldn't mess up a fancy dinner.)

When they assume he's just buttering them up to ask if they can do something new in bed, he chuckles and assures them this isn't about sex anymore (tho he wouldn't mind that after dinner). His eye light appears, and he leans in, grabbing their hands, and he tells them he wants to be more with them, that he thinks he loves them.

[kaiserkisser]

OK OK SO SO GUYSSSSSS GUYS BIG DROP (not really) KSABHDHDJ ok so i finally finished my oc doc (kinda....i havent finished writing the backstory but wtv i gave up i wrote abt her personality and shit....) and and i dont wanna attach the doc here bc email buuuuttttt im putting in the stuff about her ability (since she is a bsd oc) and personality utc hehehehehhe, and ill be doing a picrew for her later dhdhdhdh (dont ask me why this is a big thing for me i have literally struggled with making ocs soooo much)

also also imma make an oc rp blog for her hehehe :3333

Name: Yukiyo Tsumiki

Age: 17 (After Dragon’s Head Conflict)

Height- 5’7 ft

Likes- reading, art, gaming, psychological torture of enemies (not physical), drives around the city, night-time, ramen

Dislikes- too self-obsessed and constantly nagging people, false and unmeaning sympathies, oblivious idiots, bitter stuff, someone interfering in her plans

Affiliation- Port Mafia

Appearance- Black hair with dark blue streaks that's tied in a high ponytail with bangs (yes that is specific thank you), dark brown eyes, darkish blue full-sleeved blouse, black pants, small pencil heels (that can hurt smn) black coat thats hung over her shoulders like dazai's

Ability- Falling Daydreams

Ability Description- When used, it allows the user to send the victim into a utopic daydream that the victim cannot break out of on their own till the ability is released by the user. The more time they spend in the daydream, the further away/more detached their soul becomes from their body. The happier they are in their daydream, the more euphoria they experience over time, they'll experience the same amount of emotional and physical distress on returning to their body if the ability is released before they die. For the time they are in the dream, their soul is not in their body, which allows the user to control the victim's body as they wish.

Eventually if they are in the dream for longer than a specific time or experience joy above a certain limit, their soul becomes detached enough from their body that their body cannot survive and hence both the soul and the body dies, and the utopic daydream collapses. After that it is the user's choice whether she wants to keep controlling the body or not. The more bodies she has under her control, the colder her own body gets as a side effect. Having too many bodies under her control can also have a detrimental impact on her mental state.

ykw actually this is getting kinda long sooo imma make a seperate post for her personality djshshsbd

[bluelolblue]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY @tobytheeggo

I wish you all the best for your birthday! I really enjoy talking to you and being silly with you :3. I'm sooo glad I got to meet another Santino (and Riccardo) enjoyer, like that's really rare, and you're just so silly and fun and amazing! We're far away from each other, but it's like we share the same brain cells most of the time HEHEHE! I hope all your wishes and dreams will come true and continue being amazing and slaying every day! 💙🩵💙🩵

I appreciate you a lot and I made this fic for you as my little gift for you! :3

It's Santino x Chidi because YES! I hope you'll like it <3 🩵💙

Early Mornings

Everything seemed so peaceful and warm, not a sound other than soft breathing. And it seemed too good to be truth. Living life in constant rush and danger of getting killed is exhausting. A good sleep feels almost unreal.

Until... waking up to a high pitch beeping noise.

Santino groaned in frustration, burying his face into the pillow and pulling the heavy silk sheets over his head, waiting for the sound to be shut off.

Chidi reached for his phone to turn off the alarm. It was 5 am. Just like every morning. Being a bodyguard means getting up at 5 am every morning because that's your job. Protect rich, powerful people. Although, in this situation, Chidi is not Santino's bodyguard. He is Vincent's bodyguard. Santino's ex.

"What time is it?" Santino muttered tiredly, now lying on his stomach as he hugged the pillow, still not opening his eyes.

"5 am." Chidi replied, his voice a bit husky in the morning. Santino sighed into the pillow, finding all this too difficult to handle at 5 fucking am.

"Are you insane?" Santino asked, finally opening his eyes enough to glare at Chidi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, his back facing him.

Ah. His back. It almost looked like the red scratch marks were painted, but they were indeed real and were left by this moody Italian. "Maybe I am. Not as insane as you, though." Chidi said, looking over at his shoulder with a small smirk.

Santino made another annoyed noise and turned over, pulling the sheets with him. "You know, my back still kinda burns." Chidi complained jokingly. Well, half jokingly. The scratches still burned a little. "You deserved it." Santino muttered.

"Did I?" Chidi asked, leaning over the bed to press a kiss on his lover's neck.

"Either go to the bathroom or stay here..." Santino said tiredly, but he let Chidi kiss his neck. "Oh, so you want me to stay after all, huh?" Chidi teased, admiring a love bite he had left on the Camorra prince. "You're just good in bed." Santino said, switching with some effort onto his back to cup Chidi's face and to press a lazy kiss on his lips.

He's still so tired. And sore from their night together.

"You were loud." Chidi said after the kiss, looking into Santino's beautiful, tired green eyes. He looked even more handsome like this, with messy hair, sleepy eyes and still exhausted. Santino hummed and smiled halfway, one hand tracing down the scratch mark. "And you were so stubborn." Santino said, slightly digging his nails into the marks to tease him.

"You liked it. Loved it even." Chidi pulled back with a soft chuckle. He was not gonna let Santino have his way now. At least not at 5 am. Santino hummed again and turned into a small groan as he tried to stretch. He's gonna feel this for a week, if not longer. Week if he's lucky.

"I won't be able to walk." Santino breathed out, sagging on the bed, looking up at the ceiling as Chidi made his way to Santino's luxurious bathroom. "You wanted it that way. Begged me for it as far as I can remember." Chidi smirked at him, leaning against the door.

"Shut up." Santino murmured and rubbed his face with his both hands.

Santino hates that he got woken up at 5 am, and he wanted to take a nap while he waited for Chidi, but now he couldn't.

In the bathroom, Chidi took a nice warm shower that helped him feel relaxed and relieved. And it felt so good on his scratch marks on his back. Santino can really get wild when he wants to. Or when someone drives him insane to that point.

The room was still somewhat dark which just made him sleepy again but just as he closed his eyes again to nap, Chidi returned.

"I have to go now before it gets too suspicious." Chidi said as he put on his shirt. "Not gonna stay just a little longer?" Santino teased, now lying on his side with a smirk and watching Chidi. "You know I can't do that." Chidi told him, knowing what Santino wanted.

"Mm... fine. It's too early for anything. You're just crazy like your fucking boss." Santino couldn't hold himself when he mentioned his boss. Vincent.

"Bodyguard's life, what can I say." Chidi was just doing his job really. Although, his job wasn't Santino last night but he's gonna keep that a secret. Because it is a secret.

How to make life more difficult for your toxic ex?

Sleep with his bodyguard.

Santino watched as Chidi put on his clothes, his tie, how he looked more serious again. Fuck. He looked so hot in that suit. Good thing Santino didn't tore it off him yesterday.

Just as Chidi got fully dressed and was ready to leave, Santino got up and tugged on his tie, face to face with the assassin. "Tell your boss to keep his distance... otherwise, I'll have to steal you again." Santino's voice made Chidi almost shiver. This soft, gentle, and attractive voice he used was enough to make him kiss him again.

Humming in agreement while kissing the Crime lord, his soft lips felt better than anything right now. "I will." Chidi said after the kiss, admiring him in this position.

No one really gets to see Santino this way. Relaxed, calm, submissive but still having control. It's rare but beautiful sight.

"Now go back to him like a loyal dog you are." Santino patted his shoulder, turning away with a smirk and getting into his bed. "It's almost 6 am, I want to sleep while I can." Ah, of course, Santino has to be a bit bitter in the morning.

"I'll see you again soon. Mr. D'Antonio." Chidi gave him a smile and nod before opening the door to leave.

Santino felt like he won. Sleeping with a bodyguard of his ex to spite Vincent. But still, Chidi is hot and so fucking good in bed. He barely stood up to hold his tie and kiss him, his legs and hips hurt. He's going to feel this for a long time.

Santino D'Antonio gets what he wants no matter what. Even things like this.

[mouwrites]

Hi omg I loved your hcs so much it was so cute 😭😭 idk if u do platonic asks but if so can I request Craig & Tweek finding out their close friend (f!reader) has a secret + famous tiktok account with fanart of them??? No worries if u don’t!!

EEK sorry this took so long lovely! I'm still figuring out how to write South Park characters heheh ^^" so sorry if it's a lil ooc

also thank you for your sweet words!! You’re too kind!

Word count: 816

South Park - Craig & Tweek Finding Out About Your Secret Art TikTok

You hummed along quietly to the music playing in your ears, masterfully adding details to the sketch you were working on. You were enjoying the warmer weather while it lasted; though, living in South Park, that wasn’t saying much. Any non-resident would deem the weather to be too chilly to be outside already, but you knew it was going to get much colder when fall finally set in. So, there you were, out on a park bench, sketching merrily, barely noticing the way the breeze nipped at your nose.

“Speak of the devil.” 

“Devil?!”

Two familiar voices sounded from somewhere behind you. Startled, you clapped your sketchbook shut with a yelp. You had recognized the voices instantly. They were the exact people you absolutely did not need to run into right now.

Plastering on a nervous smile, you turned around slowly. Sure enough, there stood your best friends Craig and Tweek. Craig had his phone out, and judging from how close the two were standing, they had both been looking at whatever was on it.

“Hey guys. Enjoying the weather?” You began nervously as they approached your bench.

Craig had a mischievous grin as he plopped down beside you. “I guess. Pretty cold, though. Wish I was at home, snuggled up like this.” He turned his phone so you could see it. 

To your horror, art from your tiktok was on the screen. It was a doodle you did not too long ago of Craig and Tweek cuddling. At the time you were proud of it, but now you buried your face in your hands to hide your embarrassment.

“What’s wrong?!” Tweek fretted. “Craig, you’ve upset them!”

“No, no,” you reassured him. “It’s just… you guys weren’t supposed to know about that.” Your face was so hot that you could no longer feel the cold at all.

“With the numbers you’re pulling? Honestly I’m surprised we didn’t find out sooner.”

You had sort of liked having such a large following, but it seemed that your blessing had become a curse. Feeling shameful and regretful, you pulled out your phone. “I’m sorry, guys. I really am. I’ll take the posts with you in them down. I know it’s super creepy and—”

“Hold on,” Craig grabbed your arm, stopping you before you even unlocked your phone. “It’s not creepy; you’re our friend. The only thing that’s creepy is that you kept it a secret.”

“Yeah! Why did you keep this from us? Did you think we—ack—wouldn’t like it?”

“...don’t you?” You stared at them both with a befuddled expression. 

“Are you kidding? Your art style is really good. Plus, you make us look… cute… together.” Craig glanced at Tweek, giving his boyfriend’s hand a squeeze.

“So… you’re not mad?”

“I’m mad that you kept this from us!” Tweek flashed a smile. “We’ve totally been missing out!”

Craig nodded. “We’ll be looking forward to seeing more of your art. Not just of us, of course.”

You breathed a heavy sigh of relief, slouching on the bench. “I was afraid you’d be mad. I mean, I was kinda drawing you without your permission.”

“I reiterate: you’re our friend. We don’t mind.”

“So, just to be clear, it’s cool if I keep drawing you guys?”

“Of course. We’re looking forward to it.”

You couldn't help but sigh again. You smiled to yourself, overjoyed to have your friends' support, especially when you had been expecting quite the opposite.

“Say, isn’t that your sketchbook?” Tweek jabbed a finger towards the book in your lap.

You perked up, remembering what you had been drawing. “Oh! It is! Do you guys want to see what I was drawing?”

You opened it up to the page you had been working on. “You guys get to see it before the rest of my followers.” 

Little smiles graced your friends’ faces as they examined the work. It wasn’t finished, but it was a sketch of them both sitting on a park bench, Tweek’s head on Craig’s shoulder and their fingers intertwined atop Tweek’s knee.

“Here, Tweek, put your head like that,” Craig gestured to the page, and Tweek stiffly planted his head on Craig’s shoulder.

You giggled as they attempted to mirror their pose in the drawing. “Perfect,” you said, positioning yourself to resume drawing. “Stay just like that; I’m turning this into a still-life piece.”

When you finished, you showed your muses. Tweek’s mouth dropped open in awe. “You’re such a good artist!” He gushed, ripping the sketchbook from your hand and putting the drawing inches away from his face. While he was absorbed in admiring your work, Craig looked away somewhat bashfully.

“Do you think we could do this more often? Pose for you, I mean.”

“To give you an excuse to be cute with your boyfriend?” You teased. Then, more seriously, you told him that there was nothing you’d love more.

Unfortunately your followers didn’t enjoy the realistic piece as much as your stylized art, but to you it was the most beautiful drawing you’d done in a long time.

Thank you anon for the request! And thank you for reading! <3

(divider by saradika)

[thatwildnya]

Centaur AU centaur AU (Number 1 fav AU hehehe)

I'm kinda curious about Riddle, Trey, and Cater - what kinda centaurs are those three? ALso are any of the guys particularly cuddly - regardless of their cuddlability (so, like, even if they might have rough scales or spikes of some kind or something like that, they're still a cuddler lol)

chitters and nickers:

Wild: our first request! I’m really happy to get one so quick! I started writing it as soon as I saw it, sat on it for over half a day, was unable to continue due to wifi issues, then spent another 2 hours editing before Nya convinced me it was good. I hope you enjoy anon!

Nya: it’s going to be an uphill battle convincing this man to stop editing and adding more for every request wish me luck lovelies-

TW: Rook

RIDDLE HAS BEEN UPDATED

Riddle

Griffins are known to be very independent centaurs and it isn't uncommon for them to be hotheaded and somewhat controlling, especially towards strangers or those they see as lesser. So don't expect him to be all friendly at first, let alone cuddly. But once he's comfortable and trusts you he won't ever shy away from your touch.

Trey

I knew right away I wanted him to be a draft horse. These horses are known for their even temperament and being affectionate gentle giants. If you asked me to picture a baker or anthro draft horse I would imagine a buff man with a sweet smile. Trey has the same physique as I picture plus the same vibes so it fits perfectly.

Cater

He’s a bunny boy. A floppy ear bunny boy. That’s it.

When it comes to who’s the most cuddly in general it’s hands down Kalim, strangers or not. If Nya and I hadn’t decided to make the light magic users all foxes as a little easter egg he would have been a golden retriever. If you let him Kalim will cuddle with you every time you sit down. If he’s full animal he will try to snuggle under your shirt, in your sweatshirt pouch, or if there’s room right next to your face squished in your hoodie.

In his humanoid forms he likes to stretch across your lap or midriff. You can have him curl around you and use him as a giant pillow but neither of us would recommend it. He will wiggle a lot and you’ll most likely get a face full of tail wagging at the speed of sound.

Never go to the bathroom without locking the door. He does not knock half the time and won’t leave unless you yell at him. Personal space does not exist in Kalim world. Has so much love to give but not enough places to give it too.

If we’re talking about who’s the most cuddly with mc in story then it would be Silver (yes even more than Kalim). I touched upon this in another ask, Silver absolutely adores mc and would follow them to the end of time. He’s always near them if he can help it. Mc will sit at the table to do something and he’ll be doing a snooze at their feet. Then they decide not to do the thing there and move to the living room, Silver following behind groggily. He rarely even sleeps in his room (which is the attic) because of his desire to be close to them all the time. Nobody complains because he won’t sleep in the bed unless it’s his turn.

The big cuddle bugs to their masters (excluding the two above and Floyd cuz y’know it’s Floyd) are Ruggie, Rook, Malleus, Leona, Cheka, Che'nya, Jamil, and Azul.

Ruggie’s first few years of life were rough. He comes from the equivalent of a puppy mill in this scenario and he didn’t have anyone to rely on. The first time he felt unconditional love was when you rescued him from that awful place. He was barely alive and wouldn’t have lasted much longer if he’d been there longer. He gives back to you through acts of service and physical touch. He likes being able to curl up next to you for some scritches and the occasional rough housing in full animal form. Absolutely loves taking baths with you or getting a full pet spa treatment bath delivered specially by you. When he was little he would curl up under your shirt for a nap so please let him use your belly as a pillow while he takes a snooze under the blanket occasionally.

Azul and Jamil have similar back stories. Both were neglected in favor of other pets for being less appealing. They are both teenagers by the time you adopt them and to say your relationship started out rocky would be an understatement.

Jamil (black mamba) assumed you chose him to be your servant, as that is what he was trained and advertised as. The last thing he expected was to get his own room, the newest phone model, and a trip to the store so he could pick out his collar himself. He still keeps his distance and it takes awhile for him to let you past his walls. But I swear it’s worth it in the end. He only gets super cuddly when it’s cold out. You are a warm blooded mammal and he is a cold blooded reptile give him your body heat immediately. If allowed he will wrap as much of himself around you as possible for maximum warmth.

Puberty hit Azul like a truck. With that and him putting in the extra work to stay fit he went from being completely overlooked by anyone who walked by to being the one to make the most passersby stop for a look in the shop. And yet despite that, none decided to take him home. He tried everything, from showing off his superior intelligence to having the best voice. Nothing worked. Then in came you. You took one look, smushed your face against the glass, fogged it up whispering ‘I must have him’ when he looked at you, and ran off to find the nearest employee. It was very startling to him, especially because he was busy studying when you slammed your face into the glass right next to him. But he isn’t complaining. Now he gets to spend his days scamming making deals with customers to contribute to the household expenses. As a reward he expects all the hugs, all the snuggles, praise, kisses, etc. If you deprive him of his rightfully earned wages the crocodile tears will start so be ready.

Cheka is baby.

Leona is a lazy manticore that has decided you’re his favorite pillow. Be careful not to overheat.

Che’nya wants your attention 24/7 and will get it one way or another.

Rook’s love language is yes. You will not escape. Accept your fate.

You are Malleus’ first friend and the only one he considers worthy of being his master. He is touched starved and you are his meal. Bone apple teeth.

[liviavanrouge]

Livias class, flight and alchemy lines

Class

--Good Lines(Depending on the time)--

"This is kinda boring..."

"I wonder how far the Thorn Queens thorns could go"

"Jaguar...mutiny war"

"I learned all this from Nilo!"

"Silver said to work hard!"

"Who told this raggedy cat to come near me, he better move before I scorch his tail"

"Maybe I'll go to the library after this"

"I wanna see Headmaster Crowley!"

"I miss Crowley's presence"

--Great lines--

"Yay!"

"Tututu~"

"Wow, that's a fact!"

"I'm a bit annoyed right now..."

--Perfect Lines--

"Wowie!! Wowzers! Woah!"

"I did well, didn't I!?"

"I remembered that, hehe!"

"Hehehe, Leona taught me this one"

Special Lesson

"Crowley!"

"I'll do my best for the headmaster!"

"Mal Mal, Silver! I did it!!"

----

Flight

--Good(Depending on the time)--

"How fun!"

"Let's all be careful alright?"

"Silver says I'm a great flier!"

"WOAH! AH! SILVER HELP!!"

"I don't like areas that have too much sun, hurts my eyes and skin..."

"Grim...fly with me now"

"Bat Dad says to not be in the air for too long"

"Sebek says to take it slow and steady..."

"Hmph, where's Crowley?"

--Great--

"Weeee! Fun~"

"I used my wings for this one!"

"I wish Silver would be more careful..."

"Oh Trey! Look at me!"

--Perfect--

"Riddle says I look stiff.."

"Tututu~ the breeze feels great!"

"I wonder if Sebek is doing okay..."

"I see the orchard from here!"

Special

"This is amazing!!!"

"Ahahaha! Big brother look!"

"Honestly, flying is easy or are you all stupid"

----

Alchemy

--Good(Depending on the time)

"Stir it nice and slow..."

"Nasty smell!! Make it go away!"

"Mal Mal says to be careful"

"Big brother, big brother look! It changed"

"Silver!!! Wake up!"

"Oh no...Silver..."

"Vil taught me how to make this one!"

"Cowabunga!! Hehe, Floyd taught me that"

"This is gonna hurt my nose...."

--Great--

"Something on my coat?"

"Go back to where you came from..oh wait they don't want you, sorry I forgot"

"Honestly! Be more careful!

"Hah! I guess this is how Sebek feeks!"

--Perfect--

"Oh wow!"

"Rook, I did it!

"Haru, don't you dare!"

"Big brother, thanks for helping!"

Special

"How worthless are you!?"

"Do it right stupid, Crowley is watching!"

"Why are you even here, you're just a drag!"

----

Battle Lines

Battle Start: "Why are you even here?"

When Selected:

"I'm ready!"

2. "I don't wanna.."

3. "In we go!"

4. "Charge!"

Effect Usage:

Debuff: "I'll tell my big brother!"

Buff: "Use the magic wisely!"

Getting attacked:

"*Yowls*"

"Ouchie!"

Attacking:

"Cry Louder" -By Herself going first

"Disgusting!" -By Herself going first

"You hurt my eyes" -By herself going second

"You're useless!" -By herself going second

"Ugh, can we finish this!?" -With another student her going first

"Watch out weakling!" -With another student her going first

"I'll crush you worm!" -With another student her going second

"How much longer?" -With another student her going second

--Double Attacking--

"Why do I gotta fight you.." -By herself going first

"Bow your head!" -by herself going first

"Man, you're pathetic" -by herself going second

"I know best, heh~" -by herself going second

"I've been prepared for this!" -With another student her going first

"You entered a Jaguar den!" -with another student her going first

"This is a waste.." -with another student her going second

"Oh my God! Go down already!" -with another student her going second

--triple hits--

"You're dead!" -By herself going first

"How are you this worthless" -by herself going first

"Learn your place vermin!" -by herself going second

"Why do I bother..." by herself going second

"Wretched vermin! I'll make you cry!" -With another student her going first

"Honestly, are you even trying?" -with another student her going first

"I shall bury you alive!" -with another student her going second

"How dare you!?" -with another student her going second

--magic 3--

"Squeal in fear"

"You have some pathetic spells"

"Compared to me you're a bug"

"Unsightly rat!"

---

Battle Win

"Hah! How worthless you are"

Battle Lose

"Am I....worthless?"

@anxious-twisted-vampire @yukii0nna @writing-heiress @zexal-club @marrondrawsalot @yumeko2sevilla

@queen-of-twisted @pekoetiikapu @teddymochi

[kaeyachi]

Hello, Big Bro Ahaitham AU question here.

With Kaeya in his life, I assume that he's a lot more softer when it comes to emotions. Idk if Kaeya went to Haravatat at the same time Alhaitham did or if he joined the akademiya later (because he was processing their granny's death and Alhaitham couldn't because he was the older there and whoops look at that, angst potential) so I was mostly wondering if Alhaitham studies for longer than Kaeya or not.

Then I wanted to know how did the fight between Kaveh and Alhaitham go here. And what does Kaeya think of it.

What does Alhaitham think of the general mahamatra after the issues he accidentally caused Kaeya?

And lastly, do you have an idea of how Kaeya gets his vision?

IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG

Q1: Technically, Kaeya does start later than Alhaitham purely due to age! Kaeya is around 22-23 (based on Diluc's age), while Alhaitham is in his late 20s (Kaveh is around late 20s to early 30s), and for this AU, Kaeya is only 13 when Alhaitham started in Haravatat (some math was involved based on context clues in canon hehe)

I'm saying technically because Alhaitham lets Kaeya read thru his books, so lets just say that Kaeya has a bit of a headstart due to him having seen the same reading material prior to entering the Akademiya.

He is not necessarily softer, but! He is younger when a loved one died, so coming to terms with it was harder. He still had support from Alhaitham (with no bad blood), so while he mourns, it's also not too bad.

Alhaitham does mourn, but not in front of his younger brother. He needed to put up a brave front for him. He does, however, come across the son of his father's friend. They have started a wary friendship...

They only get to spend a year in the Akademiya at the same time before Alhaitham graduated and started working.

Q2: hehehe no spoilers, im currently writing it out as a fanfiction right now, you you will simply have to see huh?

Q3: also spoilers! But yes I already have that plot prepared as well!

Good questions by the way! I wish I had more time to write and proofread my work, but I'm kinda undergoing work hell right now! (too many architectural plans please help me).

I'm hoping I can slowly update regularly once January arrives because I'm going on a study leave from work by then hehe

[akihabaradivision]

ARB Birthday Special: Criss Hiromi

~~ November 1st ~~

"All a skeptic is is someone who hasn't had an experience."

Login Lines:

"Hmm... morning Leraje! How'd you sleep, old buddy? Yeah, me too! I'm glad to be back home. Don't get me wrong, I love exploring, but sleeping on a soft, warm bed beats sleeping outside on the ground any day. Speaking of which, I better get a move on! This day won't seize itself! ...Wait, what's this?"

"A letter from my grandparents? 'Happy birthday, Criss!' ...Wait... Oh yeah, today's November 1st! My birthdate! I can't believe I forgot! ...Leraje, guess what? I'm 19 years old now! One year away from 20! Wow, I can't believe it... I'm 19!"

Voice Lines:

"I got a lot of 'happy birthdays' from my followers online on YouTube! I have to admit, it's a little embarrassing, but I'm glad to have so many people who follow and watch me do what I do. I guess I have Nikki to thank for introducing me to YouTube and showing me how to become more popular with it. Without her, I don't think I would have met all of you. So... thank you all!"

"Several of my classmates wished me a 'happy birthday', as well, which is a surprise. Usually, some of them either think I'm weird or strange and don't want anything to do with me, or just make fun of me. But I'm glad at least a few of them are nice. It really means a lot! It's nice to have good friends!"

"...Mom, dad. It's me again. I... I don't know if... if you guys are listening, but... it's my birthday, today. The day that... that I was born, I guess. I... I just wanted to say that... that I love and miss you both very much, wherever you are. ...And... I'll never stop searching for you."

*sighs* "What am I doing? You're just wasting your time, Criss. Face facts. They're not here anymore. They haven't come to see you the past two years. What makes you think this one will be any different? After all, you're just... 'unwanted'..."

"Hey, Keiko! Thanks for stopping by to visit! ...Yes, I know. I promise I'll head to class this week. But I have been keeping up on my assignments, so there's that! ...Yes, I know that's no substitute. I promise I'll try to do better. Sorry."

"...Ooh, a gift? What is it? ...A ghost necklace?! And it lights up too?! Cool! Thanks a lot, Keiko! I promise I'll wear it always! It's too good not to keep around my neck! Thanks again, Keiko!"

"Hey Nikki! I'm kinda surprised to see you here. ...You... you came to see me on your own? How sweet! ...Aww, but why? Isn't it normal for best friends to hug? ...But... it's my birthday... Yay! Thank you, Nikki! ...Aww, just a while longer? ...Fine, fine! I'll stop!"

"Hehehe! ...I try not to shake the camera, but it gets hard when I'm juggling it and my equipment together. ...What's this? A... helicopter? Ohh... it's a drone-thing! I've seen these before on the Internet! Awesome! Thank you, Nikki! ...Will do! ...Aww, you can't stay longer? ...Fine. But before you go... one last hug!"

Keiko Lines:

"Hey Criss! Happy birthday! I'm glad you're back here in the city. Your professors have been sending me emails asking about you. You haven't been skipping classes again, have you? *Sighs* ...Criss, we've talked about this. If you ever want to get out of high school, you've got to be more serious. And no, just doing your assignments is no substitute. You actually have to be there, in person. ...Thank you. I'm not trying to be harsh or mean. I just care about you, is all."

"But that's enough of me lecturing you. Here's your birthday gift from me! I know you like to go traversing around in the dark, so I bought you this. It's a glow-in-the-dark necklace. It automatically lights up whenever the area is dark. Promise me you'll wear it whenever you go out on way of your... exploits, okay? ...Good. That fills me with some sense of security. And again, happy birthday. I'm really happy for you."

Nikki Lines:

"Hey Criss. Happy birthday. ...Yes, I would have just shot you an email, but... that would have seemed insensitive, so... here I am. ...DO NOT hug me. You know I don't do hugs, no matter who they are from. ...I don't care that you're my best friend. DO NOT hug me. ...Gah, fine. ...Okay, you've gotten your hug. Now let go. ...Criss, do not think that just because it is your birthday I won't hurt you."

"Urgh, whatever. ...I've noticed lately in your videos that you have a tendency to shake it a lot, especially when you're running. ...I know that holding the camera and your equipment can be hard when you're exploring. That's why I bought you this. It's a drone. One that flies and hovers in the air, keeping your hands free. Think of it like a versatile camera or something. ...Yeah, sure. If you need help setting it up, let me know. ...Alright, I'm out. I've got a tournament to get to later today. Enjoy the rest of your day. ...Criss, what did I say about hugging me?"

[dreams-and-drabbles]

hi! can i rq some fluffy hurt/comfort hcs for albedo becoming jealous over seeing his sweet fem! crush bond (platonically) over another guy that isn't him? but in the end she ends up reassuring albedo that she loves him kinda thing if that makes sense! ty!

Of course!!!!!! I’d be more than happy to write this!!! I am a huge Albedo fan myself, so I may be a little biased. Hehehe.

Albedo had never experienced such a strong surge of emotion before, but seeing her smiling at him was frustrating, in a sense…

He’d grown used to her company, and had anticipated her various different questions, as he ran errands around Mondstatd or did his experiments.

At first, he hadn’t been so keen on the company, but after a time the constant chatter had become almost expected.

She’d become a part of his schedule in a way, and he’d even begun seeking her out by habit.

The silence had never bothered him before [F/N] started hanging around, so why did it bother him so greatly now? She’d truly managed to worm her way into his heart.

He wondered when exactly their conversations had become something that he looked forward to…

Was he just…no longer interesting enough? Normally, he’d spend this time answering her questions, yet her she was laughing it away with someone else…

He may have been mistaken, anyhow. They’d never specifically come up with an agreement to spend time with each other. It was probably just his wishful thinking that he’d served as big of a role in her days, as she had his. Still, seeing her and that adventurer interact made his chest twist in a way he could not explain… It was unpleasant.

Certainly, it would be rude to interrupt. He’d leave it alone, if [F/N] wanted his company, she knew where to find him…

Despite heading back to his office, and working, F/N] had lingered in his mind the entire day. Was it for the best that she was spending time with someone else, then? The thought of her had been diverting his focus the entire day.

He hadn’t expected her to come see him at all, really… Still, [F/N] showed up that evening, and when exactly had it become evening, anyhow?

She appeared disappointed, her brows furrowed in concern…? Why would she be concerned for him? Hadn’t she grown bored?

Apparently, not— The second he’d voiced his sentiments, she was throwing her arms around him in an embrace. It was nice…Surprisingly. He’d never quite gotten used to receiving affection from others… His master had always been reserved with her affections.

[F/N] had other friends, she’d explained, but Albedo was the closest… He couldn’t help but feel strangely satisfied with that revelation.

She was his closest friend, as well, and voicing the notion earned him another embrace. He could grow used to those. The warmth was oddly comforting and the action made him feel seen… Such exclusive attention made him feel almost human. He felt included, and it was nice…

She promised to tell him if she ever had any other plans, and didn’t want him to worry about her not wanting to see him, or growing bored. She’d always be fond of him, and if the embrace had made him feel warm, then that statement had caused him to burn.

He’d always welcome her, as well, he’d explained. The smile she gave in response to his explanation, was worth all the confusion he’d experienced earlier, and he’d definitely be drawing the scene later…

For now, he’d rather focus on her, as he had more than enough time to sketch her smile later. The scene, he doubted, would fade from his memory anytime soon…