#i want a plant thats taller than me so bad

[haunted-calathea]

Tiny doodl because I'm watching videos about string of hearts again and I'm SO JEALOUS!!!

Not in the normal way of wanting to murder them and take their life but jealous in the way of that's going to be me someday :3

[thytaenic]

can i request epel with a fem!reader whom gets picked on for their accent/not being fluent in english and so since he has a crush on her he stands up for her (maybe even letting his own accent slip?)

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐈𝐓 𝐒𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒

character(s) : epel felmier x fem!mc

warning : mention of bully, profanities

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“ms (y/n), I kindly ask you to speak louder.” the teacher in charge, Trein Mozus expressed monotonously while his hand ran through Lucius’ soft black fur.

“yeah! And stop muttering nonsense words. We don’t understand you.”

“someone please give her a dictionary.”

You couldn’t handle the treatment anymore. Plus, the bell will ring anytime soon. With the anxiety engulfing you as you inhaled some air in hope it could calm you down from the heat, you restarted your whole presentations from the beginning. It gained several nasty looks and groans from the audiences as well as Mr Trein. Amidst the tension, someone was busy observing you in full attention.

The history class has finally came to its end. Lunch time arrived and the students rushed to the cafeteria to grab something to eat. Watching as the hall quickly getting rowdy, you moved aside to avoid being bumped into or vice versa but it didn’t go as planned when your face planted into someone’s chest.

“ah my apologies sir- oh (y/n)?” its your one and only friend’s voice. You looked up to see him giving you a smile and you returned it with a thin line on your lips.

“how was your presentation? I heard it was great.” he asked and you shot him with a loud ‘tsk’ sound.

“to whoever said that, im cursing them.” you hissed and moved towards the cafeteria when epel tagged along next to you. A slight tint of blush appeared on his snowy cheeks— noticing how your lips formed a pout. How cute, he thought.

Arriving at the cafeteria, a bunch of people had sat down at the tables and began to dig in. You spotted a beastman waving at the two of you from the corner of your eyes and so you tugged on epel’s sleeves, telling him to move there. Seemed like his friends were waiting for him but never expected you to come along.

“(y/n), its good to see you again. Hows it going?” the fellow with a pair of big ears of a wolf asked whilst handling you a pack of bread which you gladly accepted.

You explained to them how bad the experience was with all the threatening remarks from the other students. epel, jack and sebek saw how discouraged you’re being— not to mention the way sebek was basically screaming throughout the whole conversation. Just then, a group of who seemed like bullies and punks stopped at your table. One of them slammed their hand to the table, so hard that it made the cafeteria went down in total silence.

“whats your problem?” you snapped, trying to use proper accent and words. Whispers could be heard from miles away about the quarrel but you didn’t care. “don’t disturb us. We don’t want trouble.”

“aww. Are those the only words you can say perfectly? wheres your accent?”

“yeah. Show us that ear-ripping accent.”

Those words, each one of those pierced right into your heart, bleeding as if some sort of medicine could never cure your wound. Your eyes slowly started to become bloodshot and your cherry red lips began to tremble slightly. You never wanted to show that youre weak just because you don’t fit in with other people, perhaps you were never invited to the school after all.

“can you fuck off?”

Huh? Thats when your eyes caught a glimpse of a fist flying towards the man’s face whos probably taller than the two of you. He stumbled backwards from the impact. Some of his man crowding to aid him and some stepped forward, ready to start anytime soon. Youre speechless, needless to say youre in awe.

“backing up your bae? How brave, prince.

“i know for sure dorm leader Vil would kill me for doing this but this is for you, (y/n). FOR. YOU.” epel was fueled up with wrath, not caring about his own Harveston accent slipping out from his mouth as he sent another blow but this time to the table instead.

Frightened by the look on epel’s face, they hurriedly excused themselves. The whole cafeteria resumed their doings but for epel, he knew he made quite a scene— panicking and mumbling all sorts of different words.

You took the initiative to help calming him down. “hey. That was brave of you, epel.

Hearing those words coming from his crush, oh my was he blushing again? “p-please ignore those words. THEYRE NOT TRUE!” he spoke up in a loud voice. You merely let out a chuckle and eventually, you stood up and went to his side. You hugged him tightly, burying your face in his chest and the way epel immediately pulled you closer while his hand stroked your head softly, you couldn’t help but melt in, “at least to me youre perfect in every way, truly…”

[hey-its-cweepy]

Okay so first off, idk if its alright I do smth like this or not, if it is please let me know-

ALSO- I wanted to try my hand at other characters too! So I kinda just yeeted some of my/your ocs into a wheel and hoped for the best lol

Credit where credit is due: Tiam, Mythra, Leroy and Mellow belong to @fumikomiyasaki!

Anyway-

Marinus and Tiam:

As much as I joke around that he'd just violently grab Tiam and drink from the little straw on his head, (,,, which technically isnt a joke bcs he would and then say sorry while feeling really bad, especially if he left bruises,,,) Marinus would definitely still try to be careful to not hurt Tiam real bad- he'd also always thank him for the drink and be apologetic if he scared/hurt him, unless,,,, yk,,,, you like that sort of thing,,,,,,

Bullies? No problem! With Marinus by your side they probably already went "missing" got eaten but if you asked if he'd seen them, he'd just go "Nope, no idea where they could be :)" and then resume gremlin thoughts

Marinus will sometimes forget certain words from time to time, considering his mom didnt even really want him to get an education and just wanted him to be like a feral siren-

Expect minor things like "Holy shit, Tiam, its a bunch of quack quacks!" And they're freaking ducks-

And speaking of ducks- Marinus hates birds (mainly seagulls/pelicans) but ducks are an exception because "They're the only birds that are nice to me" so I dont think he'd get along too well with winged characters like Rubina-😔✌️

MARINUS WOULD NEVER BITE, SCRATCH, HISS OR GROWL AT TIAM- Unless of course he asked him too

Marinus WOULD however h*ld h*nds (how sinful) and Tiam's crooked smiles will be met with a sharped tooth gremlin smile <3

Also yes, you are right, a LOT of characters (my own/discord friend OCS) are afraid of Marinus or wanna fight 😔🤣 (I think its funny-)

However, just because Marinus has people scared of him, doesnt mean he isnt scared of things too! And he will absolutely freak out if anyone/anything covers his mouth (actually, I think being restrained in general could go here), if someone sees him while he's in siren form, etc (I'll probably add on more another time lol)

I almost forgor to mention, but hair is kinda a big thing for sirens (at least in my head, idk if disney will take it and throw it in my face that its not 💀) so, if Mari is comfy enough, he'd definitely be letting Tiam touch his hair, style it, do whatever with it tbh lol and expect him to do the same with Tiam's! (No, he doesnt care if its sticky-)

Im starting to think of ideas that are more dating-like and idk if thats ok so next character

Amos and Mythra:

THE DANCE COUPLE!!!

Probably only see each other on few occasions bc different schools 😔✌️

Maybe they could teach each other new moves too 👀

Amos, however, will dip just as fast as my dad did the moment somebody from her school/dorm walk in 💀💀💀

He's honestly a real charmer tho and knows how to treat a lady :tantrums:

I imagine ears/tails are also important to beast-people (?) just like hair is for sirens (unless Disney will yeet that im wrong in my face too-) so maybe some nice scenario of Mythra petting/gently scratching his ears while Amos purrs? 🥺 And then he gotta dip bcs Sindren 💀/LH /NF

I'll be honest, Amos is one of the newer characters and hasnt been developed as much as older characters that I havent introduced lol

Momo and Mellow

OKAY so- Momo (blue haired plant baby, I have posted him here before but I need to post a ref lol- I WILL DO THAT SOON THO-) has a habit of straight up running away from people that are taller than her, I mean freaking BOLTING the moment someone bigger than 5'10 (177cm) is in her vision-

But luckily, Mildew seems to be smaller than that, so she'll at least stay! :D

In order for them to be friends tho, they'd have to interact without Dallas in the picture (another piss gremlin I have yet to post a ref of, but basically he tells Momo bs to isolate her from everyone and she'd believe it because toxic relationships✨)

Momo would be really shy at first though, but I think it could work! Like a slowburn friendship (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

Momo is a little passionate about art (maybe not enough to go into full on rambles about different styles n stuff but enough to try it out herself although she doesnt usually share her artworks) so he'd probably occasionally glance over and stare a bit if she notices him making something but looking away immediately if Mellow looks back

(some Momo art for reference!)

Dallas and Leroy

I do not know if Leroy understands that Dallas is just being a crotch gremlin because his parents spoiled him rotten (and he's also only like... 15 💀) but regardless-

Dallas would hands down find a way to try and "egg on" Leroy to do something and then play the victim card in front of Crowley like he does to all the "big spooky" OCs

Like bullying the clothes he wears when he finds out its a heating issue and not "because he dresses weird", probably like "You're telling me a little bit of sunshine is going to screw you over? Quit being so sensitive"

HOWEVER, I feel like he'd just end up annoyed at the spiteful pranks and then the tables would turn as now its Dallas being served some humble pie (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠)

(Some Dallas art for reference!)

DONT LET THE EYES FOOL YOU HE'S A LITTLE TOXIC AND HATEFUL GREMLIN

[canyouimaginethatstory]

Sam X Reader Imagine #41 (REQUESTED)

This was requested by angels_and_honeybees

The new world you were now a part of was still confusing to you. You were once human. Life seemed pretty planned. wake up, work, eat, sleep, and repeat. Then one day at a church a young boy showed up and the next thing you knew you were actually in Heaven and he had made you an angel. It was a shock when you noticed Heaven and angels were not as squeaky clean and kind as humans were lead to believe. With the help of another angel by the name of Castiel you left Heaven and went with him back down to earth. You thought it was odd that the portal to the celestial land was a sandbox in an empty, abandoned park. Castiel took you to the underground bunker where he and his friends lived. "Sam and Dean," he said, "this is Y/N. She's one of the humans Jack turned into an angel,".

"Is she ok?" Sam asked. You couldn't help but stare at the taller one. He was gorgeous. Long brown hair and bright hazel eyes.

"She's confused and a little frightened," Castiel explained, "they can be trusted 

Y/N,". You nodded.

"You're welcome to stay Y/N," the tall one said, "I'm Sam and thats my brother Dean,".

"Thank you," you said, "for helping me,". Over time you adjusted to your new angelic existence. Castiel had explained as much as he could to you. Angels didn't sleep. They could eat but didn't need to. Plus you had discovered food did taste so odd now. Castiel even explained how you could heal and taught you how to use an angel blade. All in all, being an angel wasn't too bad. There was one thing you wondered about every time you saw Sam. Were angels allowed to be romanticly involved with humans? Castiel noticed you were zoned out one day as you sat in the library.

"Are you alright Y/N?" he asked snapping from your daze.

"I am wondering about something," you admitted, "about angels,".

"What is it?" he asked.

"Can we," you started thinking of how to word it, "um love humans. in a romantic way?". Castiel nodded.

"It is usually not advised but I'm come to learn that yes we can love them and they can love us," he explained, "but trust is tricky with humans or monsters pretending to be human,". You nodded. A few nights later the boys returned from a grueling hunt you all decided to drink. You found alcohol didn't taste any different than before. In fact, you found you could drink all you wanted and no bad effects other than being drunk. Soon it was just you and Sam. You couldn't help but notice how his whole face lit up when he smiled as he told you some story but you had completely tuned out.

"What?" he asked noticing you were staring.

"Sam," you said, "do you have any idea how gorgeous you are?". You reached up and lightly touched his cheek with your hand. He smiled wider lightly placing his hand on yours.

"Thank you Y/N," he said, "do you have any idea how beautiful you are?". He leaned over and pressed his lips to yours. You melted right into it as your lips worked perfectly with his. You wrapped your arms around his neck as the kiss deepened. Not a lot of things felt human anymore but this sure did. You soon straddled the hunter's lap. You tangled your hands in his hair as he softly but tenderly nipped on your neck and his hands softly roamed your body. You wanted him bad. It was like you could feel your desire for Sam stronger than you had felt for anyone before. You slowly moved your hands to his zipper but he gently grabbed your wrists. "Y/N wait,".

"What's wrong?" you asked, "do you not want me?".

"Y/N I do want you," he said resting his forehead on yours, "I want you badly, but we're both intoxicated and I don't want to do something we'll both regret,". You nodded and got up. You went to leave the room not able to shake how bad you felt when Sam gently grabbed your wrist again. "Will you lay with me?" he asked, "just to lay nothing more,". You nodded. If all you could do was cuddle the hunter then you'd gladly take it. He lead you down the hall to his room and you both climbed onto his bed. You held the hunter in your arms all night as you listened to his steady heartbeat and his light snores. You vowed then and there to be his guardian angel and to protect him. And maybe one day you would be his. The next morning when Sam woke up you were still cuddled to him.

"Good morning Sam," you sat up and smiled.

"Morning," he said as he reached up and gently cupped your cheek, "you're beautiful in the morning,". You smiled as you leaned down and planted a soft kiss on his lips. Sam soon pulled you closer and deepened the kiss. You happily accepted again running your hands through his long hair. You broke apart when Sam needed air.

"We're both sober now," you pointed out, "will you regret it?".

"No," Sam stated pulling you back for another heated kiss as he rolled you over until you on your back. That morning as far as you were concerned was truly Heaven.

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[mojaves]

sorry for my behaviour but all of hearts for marcus <3

youre both going to kill me dead on the ground with this one. thanks!

💓 BEATING HEART - what gets their heart racing?

literally any even slightly romantic thought makes him go :bonk emoji: he can't deal with it. he imagines someone holding his hand for .5 seconds and he's on the floor. and then sometimes nothing even remotely romantic or anything happens, jason just smiles at him and then he becomes a puddle of sludge. he loves affection but the poor man cannot handle it at all at the same time. he's trying SO hard to be normal about it but it's not working. you know that one post that was like "i wrote my crush a note that just said 'get out of my school.'" thats him. thats him.

💘 HEART W/ ARROW - what traits do they look for in a relationship? do they believe in love at first sight?

someone who's funny, most importantly. if he can't laugh with them then he is OUT of there. taller than him also preferably bc he is a short little man who wants to be lifted up and held SO bad. also obviously someone who's genuine, which is very funny considering danny cheats on him and also jason has been lying about his name the whole time. one is significantly less terrible than the other but. HEHggh. anyway. all he wants is someone who's kind and will love him for who he is and will not get annoyed when he goes off on his tenth rant of the day about stroads.

he doesn't believe in love at first sight - again kind of funny bc the first time he saw jason he became a little fruit and it was over for him. not necessarily love, just like. a weird jealousy??? that turned into an appreciation. that then turned into love. YA KNOW.

💗 GROWING HEART - if they have a crush, is it noticable? what changes when they're in love?

OH IT IS VEEEEEEEERY NOTICABLE. HE'S NOT SUBTLE AT ALL. jason is just SO oblivious it's not even funny. he can't make eye contact, he gets easily flustered by any sort of smile, or touch, or Anything. again. he turns into a puddle of sludge. he goes a little bit insane, he daydreams a lot. he wants to talk to them nonstop and spend as much time with them as possible - which is Awfully convenient for him in this situation. in each other's company 24/7 like a dream come true.

but at the same time he's trying so hard to convince himself that it's NOT a crush, and he doesn't deserve a relationship, it's all just circumstance. these feelings mean Nothing. all of it is just a weak defense tactic at stopping himself from getting hurt, but he's SO in love that it kind of. immediately destroys any sort of wall he put up in the first place.

❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?

quality time and physical touch 10000000% he LOVES being held. and holding hands. and getting little kisses planted all over his face. it ALWAYS makes him feel better. always. he is like a little teddy bear

💙 BLUE HEART - do they miss their s/o easily? how do they act when their s/o isn't around?

DEFINITELY they've been in each other's company for SO long that jason not being there for whatever reason feels Wrong, like a chunk of him is missing. he tries to be happy and get on with his day, but he does mope about a LOT. whenever he's at the apartment eating ice cream morgan and lou just KNOW jason has gone somewhere they don't even need to ask. which is something that has happened at least 10 times now.

💚 GREEN HEART - what things make your oc feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?

HUGS. KISSES. HAND HOLDING. being wrapped up in jason's arms. just his whole presence. it makes him feel safe, warm. he's marcus's personal weighted blanket.

💖 SPARKLING HEART - are they a subtle or a showy lover?

he TRIES to be subtle but because of how easily flustered he is, even after they've been together for a WHILE, he still kind of accidentally 'overdoes it' [in his mind], which jason just finds very cute and endearing. who cares if he's showy. it lets jason know that he's not scared to love him. and that makes my brain EXPLODE. theyre holding hands almost all the time, something which marcus ALWAYS initiates just bc he LOVES holding jason's hand. and they swing their arms a bit while they walk. and kiss each other's hands. and if that isn't showy idk what is.

💌 LOVE LETTER - do they like love letters? what kind of messages do they leave for their partner?

jason can't ready very well, so if marcus were to leave a note for him at any point, it would be a very simple i love you <3 written in all caps surrounded by hearts. and a couple of little smileys + a doodle of them holding hands. over time as jason gets better with it, he does start writing a little bit more in them. and then jason would maybe even write some back. aughgfdjh. he is not good at writing either, so his notes would also be a very simple "i love you" in very wobbly handwriting, with a little (: x at the end. he ends EVERY message he ever writes with a smiley face. i know this is about marcus but that's an improtant jason fact.

💔 BROKEN HEART - what could their partner do that would absolutely break their heart?

JASON WOULD NEVER DO SUCH A THING BUT. CHEAT. 10000% I KNOW THAT'S LIKE. A GENERIC ANSWER. BUT. YOU KNOW. IT'S HAPPENED TO HIM ONCE WITH THE MAN HE ONCE BELIEVED WAS THE LOVE OF HIS LIFE, IF JASON ENDED UP DOING THE SAME THING AFTER THE COUNTLESS PROMISES HE MADE OVER THE YEARS, MARCUS WOULD BE IN SHAMBLES. he literally 100000% would NEVER love anyone ever again.

the second thing is uhhhhhh. die. lol < evil

[pinkseas]

HELLO TUMBLR USER AERI PLEASE TALK TO ME ABOUT MOSS

LISTENNNNNNNNNNNN listen listen listen okay so like. okay. i am not a moss expert (i should be. One Day.) i just... enjoy moss. its so. im so. looking at it from a more environmental perspective a lot of little bugs and lots of other plants thrive in moss, flowers peeking out of moss and mossy grass and mushrooms growing in moss??? chefs kiss. beautiful.

but also in terms of like... Maintaining Moss as opposed to grass? people with their big lawns and their perfectly green grass who use a LOT of good clean water and fertilizer just to keep their grass green... and then the Mow It they keep it all short and weird who hurt you. and ESPECIALLY golf courses ??? the amount of water and chemicals being used to keep real grass super green and healthy is like. Horrific.

as opposed to moss which grows easily and it gets a little bit of water and then its just fine! its vibing. crushed a little more easily which is sad but thats just life and also it still grows back very quick. moss is so cool. you can put a rock in there and the moss will grow on it. not into it, it wont hurt it, it will simply cling and then Embrace like a big warm hug. moss looks and feels like a big warm hug to me i think.

and the different kinds of moss !! still Not an expert but literally just outside my house like. in the yard there is moss that is soft and squishy and the reason i want a moss lawn so bad its just nice. easy to step on. i dont like the way grass feels most of the time but moss is softer and you dont have all the big separate strands its just moss.

and then out in the woods especially by water its different!! it feels bigger and thicker and more chunky, it usually grows a little taller and clings thick into the mud and dirt and thats really cool too !! the way it thrives and grows being different depending on where its growing is funky i think. moss on rocks thats growing on them but not fully grown, so its much more thin and almost web-like and soft and just a little more dry because its on a rock and not the ground.

its just so very nice i think. so many shades and textures and all of them are so funky and enjoyable. here is some moss now

look at it... fuzzy rock. fake fur is Evil and moss isnt super fur like but its got the aesthetic. fuzzy and soft and fluffy the way fake fur Wishes it was. i wouldnt sit on a chair with fake fur but i would on one with moss.

and this is just like little ferns !!! in my experience moss gets little twigs and stuff in it more than grass SOLELY because in grass its easier to see and pick up but if you step on a branch in grass it hurts and if you step on a branch in moss the moss Cushions You. you know there is a branch but no ouchie involved. i think i could step on a lego in moss and make it out unscathed.

look at this. this is the dream. flowers growing so very easily in moss. you could put so many flowers in there. in theory moss could try to grow up the side of a house but i think there'd be ways to stop it and also itd be So easy to take down. you gently lift it away and just kinda... like that's It. you just gently take it away and then it's done no more moss on the house.

i am a Big fan of moss

[hermits-that-craft]

In My Dreams (Will You Remember Me?)

Flower Husbands Fic - Chapter Nine - I’ll Keep Him Safe From The Dark Things That Wait

AO3 and Trigger Warnings in reblogs.

“Goodmorning Fwip!” Jimmy says, landing on the path outside of the Grimland city. Fwip smiles at Jimmy, his red goggles over his eyes. “How are you?”

“I’m doing great, Jimmy.” Fwip says, smiling. “How are you?”

“I’m good.” Jimmy replies, taking off his elytra. “So, trade deals?”

“Right.” Fwip laughs. “I forgot that’s why you’re here. I’ll be honest, I thought I would be giving you a tour of Grimlands.”

“I’d love a tour.” Jimmy smiles under his mask. Fwip lights up at that, smiling wider, less sheepish than only a few moments ago. “We can always discuss trade deals afterwards.”

“Speaking of which,” Fwip opens the gates for Jimmy, inviting him into his empire. “Did you have any ideas of what you would like?”

“Honestly, my advisors told me to go for an equal amount of gunpowder.” Jimmy responds, ducking through the gates. “But we can iron this out later.”

Jimmy whistles as he straightens up. The Grimlands are magnificent. People rush around the city, bumping into people and walking faster than Jimmy thought people would have any reason to. The city is filled with life, storefronts lit up with people looking around inside. Children in neat uniforms dash down the streets with their friends.

The city is lively, but there’s no street vendors. No people busking in the morning light, no one selling fresh fruit and freshly cooked pies on the intersections. People race down the streets, but no one stops. No one talks to each other, save for teenagers hurrying not to miss their first classes. The city is full of life, but does that life disappear with the end of the morning rush?

“You gonna move, or are you just going to stay there and gawk?” Fwip asks, leaning against a light post.

“It’s so busy.” Jimmy says, moving to avoid bumping into a woman in a suit. 

“Oh, don’t worry. It practically empties in fifteen minutes.” Fwip smiles, something dangerous flashing in his eyes. He hasn’t removed his goggles yet, even though its not that sunny. “After we get something to eat, the streets will be ours.”

“I ate before I came.” Jimmy says quietly, trying to avoid taking his cod head off around Fwip. 

“Aw, that sucks.” Fwip pouts. “I booked us in to eat at my favourite cafe.”

“I suppose I could get something small.” Jimmy winces, trying not to offend the other ruler. “As long as I don’t have to remove my mask!”

“Don’t worry, you won’t lose your head.” Fwip laughs, leading Jimmy though the city. The houses tower over the pedestrians, the streets narrowing and winding until Jimmy’s head is spinning.

“Can we slow down, Fwip?” Jimmy asks, trying to keep up with his guide.

“If we slow down the crowd will separate us, just try to keep up!” Fwip grabs Jimmy’s hand, pulling him along down the street. The streets blur together, sharp corners and large courtyards and narrow streets and large crossroads make Jimmy’s head spin. Will his empire become like this, after he’s dead?

He wouldn’t be able to recognise it.

Fwip pulls him through the open door of a small, homely cafe. A tabby cat stretches in the sun yawning as a young woman sweeps the floor with an old wooden broom. There’s plants stretching over every inch of spare space, including the ceiling beams and the edges of paintings that litter the walls. An elderly woman sings to herself as she washes some plates, soapy water barely remaining in the tub. A young man, his hair tied into a neat bun, smiles at the two emperors with a smile that screams home. Like Jimmy’s come home, even though he’s never been in this shop before. It’s…

It’s nice.

“Welcome to The Rockrose and the Thistle cafe, how can I help you?” The man asks, a kind smile on his face.

“Hey Iorro, could I have my regular?”

“Of course, Lord Flynn.” The man smiles, wider than before, and Jimmy can feel his heart begin to race. “And for you, honoured guest?”

“A hot chocolate and something small?” Jimmy asks, and Fwip gives him a nod, almost thankful.

“Could I have a name to go with that?” 

“You can refer to me as Jacob, but you can’t have my name.” Jimmy says smoothly, and Iorro laughs, tilting his head back.

“You’re observant, it took Lexi hitting me to stop me from taking our lovely king’s name.” Iorro says, and the young woman stops her sweeping.

“Iorro, if you touch these men’s food, I swear-” She laughs. “It’s a pleasure to have you both, I hope you enjoy your meals. I’ll handle the cooking. Iorro, swap with me.”

The fae man - who’s tall, taller than Jimmy thought he was, towering over Jimmy - takes the broom off of Lexi before he starts to sweep. 

Fwip leads Jimmy into a side room, one that forgoes the plants for window seats and a small block of deepslate redstone. Jimmy takes the seat closest to the window, watching as the people outside of the cafe mill about, laughing inaudibly and racing to the next place. The crowds slowly dissipate as he watches, and Fwip laughs.

“Not many cafes in the Cod Empire?” Fwip asks, a teasing lilt to his voice.

“None like this.” Jimmy admits. “This place is something else.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?”

“Good.” Jimmy says, as the door creaks open. “Definately good.”

“Coffee with three shots of espresso?” The elderly woman asks.

“Thats mine.” Fwip says, smiling. “Thank you.”

“Are you trying to give yourself a heart attack?” Jimmy asks incredulously.

“Don’t try to talk him out of it, boy.” The woman says. “He’s been ordering this for years. At this point it’s the only thing keeping him awake. I assume you have the hot chocolate?”

“That would be lovely, thank you.” Jimmy says, and the lady laughs.

“What would be more lovely is if you talk this man out of drinking that every morning.” The lady deposits their drinks in front of them, steam swirling out of the cups. “Have a good day, emperors.”

The woman walks out of the room, and Jimmy looks down at his drink. A small cod is made in the foam art that floats on the top of the drink, and Jimmy coos. Lexi drops off two sandwiches to the table, which Fwip takes with a smile.

“Jimmy, they gave me your marshmallows.” Fwip says, holding out two towards Jimmy. “You want them.”

“I’m not five, Fwip.” Jimmy says. “Of course I want the marshmallows.” Fwip drops them into Jimmy’s drink, and Jimmy laughs as Fwip hisses at the splash from the hot milk.

“Don’t laugh at me, that hurt.”

“What did you expect?” Jimmy says, taking a sip of the hot chocolate. “Wow, this is really sweet.”

“They must like you.” Fwip says. “Cause my coffee’s burnt.”

“That sucks.” Jimmy offers, downing the rest of his drink. The sweetness is strange - the marshmallows must have had extra sweetener, normal hot chocolates aren’t this saccharine.

“You ready to leave now?” Fwip asks, standing up.

“Sure.” Jimmy stumbles a bit as he stands, btu he lets Fwip lead him out of the cafe.

They walk through the empty city for a while, the silence overwhelming. Jimmy wants to say something, to break the awkward silence that threatens their every step, but he can’t. He knows the words he wants to say, but they get lodged in his throat and twist around his tongue, like a vine is creeping up and strangling him.

Fwip leads him into an alleyway, one too small to be of any use besides a shortcut, but the only place it leads to is the wall. Jimmy sways a bit, turning to face Fwip. This isn’t where they’re supposed to be.

Blink.

Fwip smiles.

Blink.

Sausage laughs in the distance.

Blink.

Jimmy’s swaying. He can’t stand up for much longer.

Blink.

Fwip takes off his goggles.

Blink.

Jimmy’s on the floor now.

Blink.

Fwip’s eyes are as red as Joey or Sausage's eyes.

Blink.

Blink..

Blink…

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Jimmy’s head rests on some cold stone. It’s nice, really. He feels so hot, like there’s fire under his skin, burning at his lungs. But it’s also too cold, he’s shivering. Where is he? He was just with Fwip, what happened, did he faint? A breeze passes his face, and his eye slowly opens.

Where is his mask?

Why won’t his other eye open?

“Good morning Jimmy.” Fwip says, leaning against the wall. “Took you long enough to wake up.”

“Where…” Jimmy tries to sit up, finding himself unable to.

At least Dogwarts didn’t get him. I can’t lose him.

“What?” Jimmy mumbles out loud. What is dogwarts?

“Don’t worry, Timmy.” Sausage says, pushing Jimmy’s head back onto the altar. “None of this will hurt, we just need your help.”

“What’s going on?”

“Don’t worry about it.” Sausage kneels down in front of Jimmy, looking into the Codfather’s eyes. “You’re going to meet a friend of ours.”

“He’s already met me before.” A deep, warped voice says, and Jimmy’s heart leaps into his throat. No. Not here. Not now. “He’s much more expressive without the head.”

Jimmy flings himself backwards, putting as much space between him and the demon as possible. Sausage and Fwip laugh, pushing Jimmy towards the altar. Jimmy tries to struggle, but the world spins and-

And there’s blood on the floor. It’s dry, dark brown, but it’s his. His arm hurts. Why didn’t his arm hurt before? Why didn’t he notice he was bleeding? Why did Fwip hurt him?

“So he’s come out of shock.” Xornoth laughs. “Thank you both for collecting him, we truly can hit my brother hard, having something of his.”

“Jimmy isn’t Aeor’s champion?” Sausage asks, and Jimmy blinks.

The gods have never loved him, why would Sausage think one of the elfs would?

“No, he’s the champion's soulmate.” Xornoth laughs, walking up to the trio. “He’s important, not important enough to matter, but important enough to kill.”

“Too scared to kill me yourself?” Jimmy snarks, shaking. He’s not scared, really he isn’t.

He’s been here too many times, in his nightmares, for this to have any effect on him. He’s shaking because he’s cold, not because he’s scared. It’s too hot, but he’s still cold. The blood oozes out of him - will his arm go septic, if he escapes? How will he escape, why was he paying attention to Xornoth he should have focused on escaping.

“Too busy,” Xornoth says. “To bother myself with pest control.”

“Should we sacrifice him?” Sausage asks, and Jimmy stills as he feels the sharp blade of an axe gently tap his neck.

“Wouldn’t it be a shame,” Jimmy closes his eyes, trying to fight back tears as his fate is sealed. “If such a lovely altar wasn’t used.”

SolidarityGaming was sacrificed on the altar by MythicalSausage

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Mismatch- Part 16

Bio Dad Bruce Wayne Month 2020

When everyones dates go very well

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“Thanks for dropping us off,” Marion slides out Selina's car, Kagami and Chloe following, “We couldn’t take the same route as them,”

“I’d be disappointed if you did,” Selina teases, with an edge of seriousness.

“Thank you,” Kagami chimes in, getting waved off by Selina as she and Chloe leave to hunt down the targets.

“So you’re going to tell him?” Marion whispers through the open window.

“Yep,” She sighs, tightening grip on the steering wheel, “We’re going to go on a date of out own, completely romantic, then ruin the evening,”

“You really think he’s going to be mad?” Marion cringes, getting a reassuring smile.

“At me,” She clarifies, “Don’t you worry he’ll be thrilled to have more kids,”

Marion holds back a laugh at her exasperated tone, “Have fun,”

“I won’t,” Selina assures, throwing back a, “Have fun,”

“I will,” Marion grins, spying on the totally-not-a-date between two disasters will be nothing but entertaining.

Marion waves at the leaving car before jogging to catch up with the girls. Staying slightly behind to watch them try and talk about plants. Chloe trying to sound more intelligent than ‘look at the pretty flower’, not that Kagami would mind. He resists the urge to drags his fingers through the leaves of ferns and vines as they walk down the winding paths of the botanical garden. Too many times has he touched plant life only for it to wither and die later, a side effect of holding his miraculous too long. So he always made sure Marinette is around to counteract the bad luck.

The urge gets easier to resist as they enter a more open garden area, filled with flower patches and green grass. Probably the cleanest place in Gotham likely thanks to a certain rouge that would hunt you down for littering here. He spots the two lovebirds and directs the girls to a nearby tree well suited for hiding behind as they spy on the little picnic Adrien has set up, in a grassy patch surrounded by flowers.

“Oh my god,” Chloe groans, “How can they be such idiots?”

“Can we just tell them?” Kagami asks irritably, not for the first time.

“No, let their relationship take its natural course,” Marion scolds, not for the first time.

“Do you think they’re going to be just as slow when they’re together?” Chloe complains more than asks, “Will they ever get married?”

“Are you kidding?” Marion scoffs, “The day after they get together someones going to propose,”

“Probably both,” Kagami predicts, watching as they both fumble over something.

“Probably,” Marion and Chloe both agree, as the fumbled object gets dropped.

“Well, hey there!” a high pitch voice shouts through their whispering, “Who’re we spying on?”

Marion whips around coming nose to nose with Harley Quinn herself. He takes a step back to see Poison Ivy standing just behind.

“Um…” Marion debates going for his baton, they didn’t seem hostile but they don’t need to be to cause damage, “Our friends date?”

“Ohhh!” Harley stands on her tiptoes to look over their heads, “Aren't they just precious?!”

“Yes,” Ivy agrees to Harley’s goo-goo eyes despite not having looked over once.

“Let's go say hi,” Harley links her arms with Marion and Chloe’s dragging them over to the picnic.

“What are you doing here!” Marinette shouts as soon as they approach, seemingly more surprised at them than the two rogues.

“I caugh’em spyin on ya and decided to drop in,” Harley releases them and sits down, “This looks delicious!”

Harley takes a cookie from a plate, eyes lighting up when she takes a bite. Marion locks eyes with Marinette as confused as him. It only gets worse when Ivy sits down as well, on the grass not the blanket. Well it’s not like he can just leave. Marion shrugs and sits down, immediately reaching over to steal from Marinette's plate, ignoring the plates around him.

“Sooo,” Harley hums partly around a mouthful of cake, rocking back with legs crossed, “What’s ya names,”

“Marinette, that's Marion,” Marinette hisses his name, as she tries to snatch back half a sandwich.

“Oh! Brucie’s kids!” Harley claps her hands together, “You’re the Wayne twins!”

“Uhhh…” Yes? No? Kinda? Soon? It’s up to him?

“No they're not,” Kagami takes a seat following Chloe, “It’s just a baseless rumour,”

“Yep!” Marion agrees way to loudly, “A completely baseless rumours, no fact here, nope,”

The look he gets from Marinette is expected, but it’s Chloe’s lingering gaze that really gets to him.

“I like what you’ve done with the flowers,” Marinette covers for him, alerting him that Poison Ivy had made many more bloom.

“I didn’t do much,” Ivy says, even as the grass around her is a couple inches taller than it used to be, “They already wanted to bloom so bright at seeing you,”

“Really?” Marinette sweat drops, reaching for her bag, “I do have a bit of a green thumb, I take care of a garden back home,”

“What wonderful things do you grow?” Ivy asks with keen interest, Adrien off to the side looking awestruck at Marinette’s composure.

“She’ll be takin all day now,” Harley spins towards the three other date crashers, “I didn’t hear your names!”

Chloe and Kagami startle as she leans further into their personal space.

“Surely if you’ve heard of the twins you’ve heard of me,” Chloe flips her hair, only getting a blank face from Harley, huffing, “Chloe Bourgeois,”

“Kagami,” She replies curtly, “Marion doesn't appreciate date crashing,”

“It’s alright Kags,” Marion assures, he more had a problem with having to hold her back from yelling at them both when they didn't kiss after fireworks.

“Ohhhh, are you two dating,” Harley stage whispers, making Chloe choke on her drink.

“No not at all,”

“Just friends,”

And not friends in the Adrien Agreste way.

“Ew gross you two dating?” Chloe cringes, “Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!”

“Oh! Then you two!” Harley exclaims, addressing the girls.

“Umm…”

“Well I….”

“Yes,”

“Rion!” Chloe yells, blushing furiously at his shit eating grin.

“Well let me give you some advice,” Harley sing songs, a not so subtle glance back at Ivy.

“I don’t think that's necessary-”

“Hush now,” She shushes Kagami, “So when you're on a date and some bozo tries interrupting, there's this nifty thing you can do with certain nerves-Or! If you have the tools, a good whack upside the head-Or! My favourite! You get your gun and…”

Marion shifts away, still keeping Chloe and Kagami in his sights, both completely red.

“-And I planted this one three years ago,” Marinette explains, letting Ivy hold her phone, eyes glued to whatever picture was on it, “I know they tend to like partial shade but I found this one prefers to be more in the sun, so I just move it on especially sunny days,”

“Your garden is brilliant they all look so-” Her gaze snaps up to Marion, making him freeze in place, “They do not like you,”

“Um,” It takes a second to realise she was talking about the plants, “I guess not, the plants at home like me,”

“Do they?” Ivy frowns, and Marion desperately hopes she likes Marinette enough to not attack him.

“Well, we have a catnip plant that does,” Or at least Plagg likes it enough to do his best not to let anything, even himself, destroy it.

“You do?” Ivy turns to Marinette, who starts talking about the plant.

Marion takes this opportunity to escape back into the conversation they were having with Harley-

“And if you really want to have fun in bed you can-” Nope never mind.

Marion stands, considers bringing Adrien along to find some more snacks for their bigger group. But he seemed just as enthralled with Marinette as Ivy is with plants. He walks off waving to Marinette as she looks over to check on him. He smiles at the silent desperate pleads for help Chloe and Kagami give him. With a bounce in his step Marion walks off.

He didn’t even realise he had left them alone with two rouges until he was halfway through the gardens. Whatever. Marinette could handle them and they both seemed friendly enough, if not very polite. If they wanted to crash a date he can think of another person that would rather it happen to them.

“So the twins got out of hospital yesterday,” yes because that's a good way to bring up the topic of your illegitimate children to their out of the loop father.

“That’s fast,” Translated means; I’m suspicious.

“Did you look into those Paris heroes?” No she isn’t stalling not at all, this is important.

“I did, they’ve been working mostly alone for years,” Bruce scowls, picking at his food “I don’t know how the league hasn’t heard about this,”

“Didn’t Marion say this Ladybug person fixes everything?” Selina hums, she had been to Paris and never saw anything, they couldn't be that good could they?

"Is that what he meant?" Bruce looks up at her genuinely puzzled.

Selina hides her smirk behind her wine, which she desperately needed for this conversation. She had forgotten not everyone could understand their babbling. Not even Bruce, yet. She merely hums in response, before taking a gulp of wine.

“I plan on contacting her,” Bruce admits out loud, their secluded rooftop table ensuring privacy, “Did they say anything more to you?”

“They’ve had some other things on their mind lately,” She doesn't meet his eye, so they were back to this topic, great.

“Post traumatic stress?” Bruce guesses, she wished- wait no- that's not good.

Selina would rather do this a hundred times over than have her kids suffer like that. Fortunately they didn't seem to be. Which could be concerning in its own right.

“No, actually, they seem completely unaffected by a near death experience,” Selina sighs, they should be right? Thats normal for regular people right? Well they weren't normal, mainly because of the man sitting across from her, who needed to know that, “Just like their father,”

“Tom?” of-fucken-course he had to make this harder, no she will not admit she was purposefully vague.

“No,” Selina feels the anxiety in her chest choke her, “You,”

And nope that last word only made it worse.

“... What?” Bruce pauses, fork still in mid air.

“You,” She places her empty glass down, the clink hitting the table deafening.

“... Selina, what are you saying,” Bruce lowers the fork, halfway between a scowl and suspicion.

“I mean we’ve been at it for years is it really that surprising?” Selina tries to play off, joking tone not overshadowing her panic.

“Selina,” Theres that stern tone, paired with the signature Bat glare.

“... They’re your kids, our kids,” Selina corrects, making sure to meet his eye. No tricks this time.

She lets the silence hang, studying Bruce's face. At first you can clearly tell he's trying to keep a mask on, but it cracks bit by bit. She sees confusion, realisation, panic, anger, disappointment all over lapping. Swirling together repeating over and over again until settling on anger.

“Why didn’t you tell me!” He explodes, pushing her off the ledge she had been on all day, or the last couple days, or hell for eighteen goddamn years.

“Because you-you’re-” She fumbles, so many reasons, mainly relating to Bats in some way, but that wasn't the main reason, “You said you didn’t want kids!”

“You never told me I already had kids!" The realisation hits Selina that he remembers.

If it was just now, or he had for years. He remembered the night she had asked if he wanted a family. He had said no. That he couldn't. That he had a responsibility to the city. So she had left. Not daring to see him when she was pregnant and not wanting to see him afterwards. The next time she saw Bruce he had just adopted a child.

“What would you have done! Huh?!” A child who a year later was chasing criminals around Gotham, “Would you quit? Would you dress them up too and make them fight crime!? I sent them to Paris to avoid that!”

“You know full well I never made them do anything!” Maybe not on purpose, but they do a whole lot for his approval.

“Their kids Bruce! You should have never let them join you out there!” She rants, pacing away from the table.

She gave them up so they would never join her either. Although with how much Marion likes cats he would surely love his own cat suit.

“How would you know what would happen?” Bruce demands, keeping pace with her, dragging his hands through his hair, “I-god- I hadn't even adopted Dick yet and you wrote me off!”

“ Exactly , do you really think you could have raised them!” Dick's his argument for good parenting? Better than Jason.

“Maybe I wanted to!” Bruce yells, anger crumbling, he collapses onto a love seat looking over the city, “Maybe I wanted to raise at least one of my children,”

“I know,” Selina tentatively sits on the chairs arm, reaching over to him, “But they deserved a chance to live without all this ,"

She vaguely gestures to the city and partly to Bruce. Who looks offended at his inclusion.

"They’ve been in Gotham a week Bruce," She slides into the seat, arguing her point before he has the chance, "And they have the press after them, villains attacking, they just got out the hospital ,”

“Hm,” Bruce looks out at the city, not really seeing any of it. “They really are like me huh,”

“Without a doubt,” She gets a slight tug at the lips from Bruce, completely humourless.

They fall silent Bruce looking out at the city. She studies his expression, less of a world wind of emotion now but certainly still in turmoil. He starts to fix his mask back in place, she looks away so he doesn't have to. Looking out at the view they were meant to be enjoying on their date. One that she had planned. Bruce was never going to trust her to plan one again. Or at least he will always be expecting her to spring shocking news on him.

“What do you want to do now?” She asks the question she has wondered for years.

Whenever they were alone and things were calm, unnervingly calm for Gotham. She had thought of telling him. Partly because the calm alarms her, in a life of chaos she felt out of place in it. It would be the perfect way to bring the storm. While cats tended to hate water she has been an alley cat all her life, the calm was meant for house cats. However, thats what the other part of her wanted. For that calm to stay, but to include their kids. Who always sat at the edge of that calm, threatening to ruin it never letting her settle into it. Maybe that was why she could never enjoy it. Maybe now that they were in the storm, the next calm would be with the two of them.

“... I don’t know,” a rarity for the Batman, more common for the man underneath.

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Ooh! For the prompts, maybe 10 with Ishimondo? I love the idea of Mondo really hating his laugh because of how goofy and loud it is! Like, he’s all “biker gang leaders don’t laugh like that!” And Taka’s all “Well, they are now!” X3

Words: 1028

Summary: Mondo hates his laugh so Taka decides its his time to do something.

AN: Uncle if you see this you really dont have to read this. This blog is a T-word blog so it has T-word fics and therefore its not necessary for you to read it.

AN pt.2: I akin to this prompt since I hate the sound of my own voice and laugh. I sound like a broken stove top kettle trying to fix itself while dragging behind, a wagon thats missing 1.5 wheels.

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Mondo and Taka had been hanging out in their shared dorm after school. Mondo had chucked himself, lazily on him bed without taking off his loafers nor his jacket. Taka on the other hand, was carefully undoing his boots and taking off his over shirt, laying it on the back of the chair, sitting at the desk.

"What a great day! Wouldn't you say so too, Kyodai?" Taka was always such a boastful person when it came to his learning abilities.

"I don't understand what you mean." Mondos voice was gruff, and tired sounding, "I don't know what you mean. We just sit in the same spot all day and we don't learn anything. Its the same everyday!" He sighed under his breath and squinted at the bright ceiling titty that lit up the dim rooms, the hopes peak students lived in.

"What do you mean? I think we learned lots today!" He put his hands on his hips with a wide smile, as if he was proud of himself. It was then, Mondo decided to stop blinding himself by staring at the light. He blinked away floaties before looking at his boyfriend.

"Maybe you do, but I don't think I have the ability to learn anything." Mondo layed his hands under his head, intertwining the fingers as to not slip.

"You don't understand Kyodai!" Taka walked over, sitting on the bed, next to Mondo, and gave his boyfriend a small kiss on the forehead, pushing his corn hair back a little. Mondo winced at the kiss as if he was in pain, but Taka knew he just wasn't used to it, due to the smile planted on the bikers face. Taka chuckled under his breath, still close to Mondos face. Takas breath lightly grazed the taller boys neck making him giggle. His smile quickly turned to dissatisfaction as he groaned a little. "Something wrong, love?" He requested an answer from the boy under him.

"No no, I'm fine." Mondo suggested, but Taka wasn't going to take any of it.

"I know somethings wrong love." He forced Mondo to look at him, by taking taking his chin in his hand hand gently forcing it towards him. "You can trust me." He left a gentle kiss in Mondos nose, making his stomach fill with butterflies.

"I just don't like my laugh. I run a biker gang. Bikers shouldnt sound so stupid when they laugh. Were supposed to be intimidating. Y'know what I'm saying bro?" Taka just blinked before a creeping smile, snuck slowly onto his face.

"Oh I think I know. But now they do, y'know what I'm saying?" Takas tone dialed down to a more ominous, joking kind.

"Uhm no. I don't know what you're talking about." Mondo tried to sit up but gently pushed him back down. The soft look that Taka wore was but only a facade for what he had planned for his boyfriend.

"Oh no, where do you think you're going?" The soft facade turned to a smirk of pure amusement as his boyfriend portrayed nothing but anxiousness and confusion, which quickly switched to a wide smile that which kept a laugh behind its tough bars. "Come on, you cant hold back forever~" Takas sickeningly sweet voice only made it worse. "Besides, I think its cute!" He continued tracing shapes into Mondos torso, as he helplessly, tried to shoo away the compasses hands, holding in his giggles. "Must I work harder than I do on an average day in school to wring the giggles out of you?" Taka chuckled at the boy underneath him. His face was rivaling that of a ripe tomato. His cheeks puffed out a bit proving that he couldn't hold in the laughter much longer. All Taka had to do was get a good spot. He moved down to Mondo's belly and started squeezing the tender area. Mondo quickly shot hid hands up to cover his mouth. Supposedly as an extra defense to hide the giggles. "Tch, tch, tch." Taka closed his eyes and shook his head at the slightly squirming boy. "That was a bad move for you my friend." He shot his arms immediately into Mondos underarms, and started lightly scratching which elicited small kicks from the biker, which Taka thought was cute. "Awwww this is why I love you, Kyodai!" He giggled lightly under his breath when his Kyodai's arms shot down and his giggles escaped from their jail cell known as his mouth.

"Tahahakaaa!! Stahp!" He had a huge goofy grin on his face and somehow, was getting more red. His eyes were closed tight with tears of mirth rolling downwards.

"Ahhh theres giggles I love." He planted a kiss on the squirming boys nose.

"Stahap!! Nahaha!!"

"Now, now. Think reasonably Love. I cant stop when my hands are trapped!" He emphasized this by wiggling his fingers making the bikers giggles grow louder.

"StAHAhap!! Noho more!" Mondo giggled lightly at the sensations.

"You want more? Weird request but alright Love." He was close enough to Mondos face, that he scrunched up his neck, giggling more from the breath revealing itself to be tickly upon grazing the neck area. "All you have to do to get this to stop is just to say, your laugh is great, alright?" He whispered this to Mondo to let the warm air from his lungs tickle the boy under him as he leaned down for the ever so famous, tickly neck kisses. "Got it?"

"Nahahaha staaaahap!!" Mondo couldn't take any more and let in on Takas 'need'. "Ohok ohok my laugh is greaheat!"

"Aaaand?" Taka borrowed further into the crook of the bikers neck.

"AHAHAND ITS NOHOT DUMB FOHOR AHA BIKER LEADER TOHO SOUHOUND LIKE THIHIS!!" Taka slowed down to a point where he stopped. Mondo gulped down air greedily as he rubbed the ghost tickles.

"All better my Love?" Taka was back to his caring self.

"I... Hate you..."

"Aww I love you too Kyodai!" He beamed. "But we should finish our homework, as to not get in trouble!" He smirked down at the boy.

"Oh no, not yet. I still haven't gotten my revenge!" Mondo stated regaining his composure.

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Broken pack, Broken wolf

Sander sides, Analogical (Eventually), Logan Angst, Werewolf AU

WARNING: really bad writing, angsty, lack of sleep and starvation, homophobia, swearing, I'll add to this-

Before 

Part 7- Can you fix what’s broken?

Logan spent around 5 hours fast asleep, draped across Virgil's form. He was like a giant puppy!!! Virgil was currently sitting cross legged in Logan's den thing, writing. Logan was curled into an impossible tight ball in Virgil's lap, and somehow fitted, despite being taller than the anxious side.

Virgil everyone in a while would look down to stare at Logan, and his glances switched from soft, happy and gentle, to curious, excited and pleased. He had summoned a new notebook, a dark purple covered one with stars and a wolf on the cover and began furiously scribbling down notes and sketching pictures. His non-dominant hand remained softly stroking Logan's perked left ear. Virgil didn't notice Logan awaking, sluggishly shifting and mumbling, eyes flickering under heavy eyelids. "V...virgil?" Rumbled Logan willing his eyes to open, his long tail to uncurl from around Virgil and stretch, flicking back and forth.

"Morning sleepy head. How... how do you feel?" Virgil asked softly, quickly placing the book down to focus on Logan. "Tired.... Somehow...." Huffed Logan, slightly pouting. Virgil chuckled, brushing Logan's midnight black hair out of his eyes. "Pat made soup for you." Virgil offered, helping the other into a sitting position who made no effort to reclaim their pride, slumping against virgil, head resting on virgil's shoulder and made a low loud groan. "Im not hungyyyyyy." whined Logan.

"Lo, you're skinny as a twig, you're eating something. There's no arguing." Virgil said firmly, scooping up the container of soup that Patton had dropped off not that long ago, popping the lid off, allowing steam to rise from the beverage. Logan whined, and tried to hide away from virgil, which didn't really work, given he hid using virgil. "Do i have to?" Whined Logan, trying to hide under Virgil's arm. "Yes, now, face me I'll help you, but if you be a big baby I might spill some on you. So sit up."

Logan made a low growling noise, and pulled himself off Virgil to turn around in his lap so he could still lean against Virgil. Virgil smiled lightly, and gently nuzzled the others' hair before dipping the spoon into the soup and lifting it up to Logan's lips. Logan quietly stared at it for a bit, tilting his head a little and Virgil realised he was sniffing it. Logan made a small huff after a while and opened his mouth, teeth clicking on the metal as he closed his mouth.

Virgil found himself staring at logan's lips as they moved, his cheeks unnoticeably becoming a scarlet red. He imagined what it would be like to rub his thumb over the bottom lip, to lightly press his own lips against them, to gently bite them and roll them between his teeth. Virgil silently groaned, donking his head against the back of Logan's neck. He was a hot mess. "Virgil?" Logan's voice was a lot clearer than before, more smooth and silky unlike the thick ruffness from just waking up. "Are you alright?"

"Yep. Peachy. Just, peachy." grumbled Virgil, refocusing on feeding logan. By half way Logan began to refuse. "I'm sorry... i just can't... or i might throw it up..." Virgil softly sighed. "You're not gonna get better unless you eat more. Just... a little bit more? For me?" Logan mumbled something that Virgil didn't pick up and continued to eat the soup. Virgil smiled, pausing to lightly pet logan's ears. "Thank you." Virgil didn't comment that Logan's tail began to furiously wag.

After a few more spoonfuls, Logan leaned back tucking his head back into the nook of Virgil's neck. "No more....." he mumbled. Virgil softly smiled. "Okay, you did such a good job." Logan was right there it would be so easy to just tilt his head up and kiss him. But he didn't. He couldn't. Cause.... That would be weird, and Logan probably wouldn't like it and he would hate him, oh god what if he already hates him, should he leave??? Would Logan prefer that-

"Virgil. You're pulling your panicked face again." Logan said softly. Virgil blinked, being slapped back into reality by Logan's soft velvet-like voice. (God bless Logan, Virgil could and would listen to the werewolve's voice all day and night if he could-) Virgil had come to realise that Logan had turned back around in virgil's lap, his arms draped over Virgil's shoulders and head resting on the start of his chest. Hickity heckity Logan was much closer than before, practically an inch away. Why, god why, in the name of gay jeusus must Virgil be tormented like this?!?!

Logan softly smiled, and nuzzled Virgil's chest, his eyes closing as he mumbled some soft gibberish under his breath. Virgil took that time to calm his poor gay heart, collect himself, and then carefully begin to neatly put away the soup for later, and then lightly combed a hand through logans tail. Which- virgil will add- was wagging happily, and it was so darn cute.

"Um... hey Lo?" Virgil asked softly. "Mhm?" hummed logan, pressing his face right into virgil neck and oh god why-

"Um-" Virgil had to cough to clear his throat so it wouldn’t jump an octave. "I was wondering if it was okay if i asked you about your species? Only if you're okay with it of course, I'm just really curious!" He quickly added.

Logan was quiet for a few minutes, pondering mostly likely, but virgil panicked internally, thinking he had done something wrong or offended him.

"Sure." he mumbled, going back to snuggling into virgil. Virgil swallowed thickly, grabbing onto the book he had been using to scribble done notes on werewolves in. "Ummmmm so, is your diet the same as a humans? Or are you more carnivores?"

Logan hummed, and virgil could feel his ears flicking as he thought about it. "A little more carnivores? Like I can eat raw meat no problem.... And some plants make werewolves sick."

Virgil began furiously scribbling the notes. "Okay... okay.... Are you fixated on one spot in a territory?"

Logan snorted, as if the idea was ridiculous. "No. P.... Packs move around between seasons, so food sources are never rare."

Virgil hummed, intrigued by the knowledge. "Um... touchy subject, sorry... but how do your packs work?"

Logan winced, taking a few seconds to swallow before answering. Virgil picked up on how his tail stopped moving and that Logan's grip tightened a tad. "Well.... My pack was a bit..." he chuckled, "Peculiar. Most of us left our birth pack, were kicked out, got separated or never had one to begin with."

"Oh yeesh.... Sorry lo." Virgil winced. Nice going idiot.

"It's fine, we had each other." Logan hummed. "Well, you start off in your birth pack, which is the pack your parents are in. By your 10 blue moon you must have decided to either stay in your birth pack or leave to make or join a new one."

"And you chose to leave?" Virgil asked scribbling down the words in a glittery purple pen.

"Mhm. my birth pack Alpha was homophobic, so i left. My parents supported me and helped me pack and get organised. They were the best." It was hard to see Logan's face, but Virgil could tell he was smiling.

"F*ck homophobic Alphas." Huffed Virgil. "F*ck homophobia in general." logan snorted.

"The first i was Empero. Her birth pack was genetically changed via artificial selection for the usage of humans." Logan continued, and virgil flipped to a new page, writing down this as well. He wanted to help logan any way possible, so knowledge about his pack may help.

"She was my Alpha, and I was the Beta.'' Virgil could practically hear the fond smile in Logan's voice. "Beta?" questioned Virgil. "Second in command. So when Empero cant take charge, the pack's responsibility falls to me. After Empero, we met Hazel. Hazel is a little ball of energy I swear to Artemis- she was separated from her birth pack by a flood. Then Dusk, they were kicked out because of how they spoke and thought. And then we found Jackson. Or really, Dusk found Jackson. He was kept in captivity for the sick desire of humans. They wounded him till he lost an arm, and if he ever did escape he wouldn't be accepted by normal packs. So Empero took him in."

"Whoa...." mumbled Virgil. "Your packs' been through a lot...."

Logan let out a bitter laugh that stung virgil even though it wasn't aimed at him. "Yer... they have. They were the best pack I could have ever asked for."

There was an awkward pause. "You know Lo... it's okay to miss them." virgil said softly, putting down his book to lightly rub circles on Logans back. Logan made a soft sad noise, and his grip tightened more, and in the corner of Virgil's eye he could see Logan's ears drop, laying flat on his head. "Is it?" he asked in the softest of voices.

"Of course. They were your family. Nothing's gonna change that. It's okay to miss them." virgil said softly, noticing how Logan slightly shivered when virgil pressed on his higher back.

"Is.... am I allowed to cry?" Logan's voice was even softer, more fragile. "Of course." Virgil said immediately, giving Logan's shoulder a little squeeze with his free hand. "Oh... okay then..." Logan's voice cracked at the end.

Virgil continued to rub circles on Logan's back, muttering small 'thats it' and 'it's okay' and 'i'm here' as Logan started to cry. He was silent, no sobbing or gasping for breath, just tears streaming down his face, soaking into virgil's shoulder. "I m-miss them..." Logan whimpered.

"I know Lo...... I know..."

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[braindeadskeletons]

okay so ! id like to ask for a matchup if thats okay !! I am ! literally so all over the place , one second ill be in my room, petting my cat ( whos usually sleeping ), asleep, or listening to music, and the next ill be running outside in the middle of the night, rambling about the stars and how i cant see venus and how i /can/ see jupiter, which is probably a bi-product of my adhd that acts up sometimes ,, ( 1/2 )

Im. fairly short and like all of my friends are half a foot to a foot taller than me ,, i like drawing and playing video games a lot !! and taking care of little plants ive named ,, , i also !! really like soda but thats because im an edgy teen that lives off of pasta and anything thats gummy or fizzy ,, sorry if this is long by the way !! ( 2 / 2 )

Hello there, of course you can have a matchup! Don’t apologize for it being long, your information was the perfect length! Alright so reading through your information I had a bit of a struggle with it. Not because I couldn’t come up with any matches but it was mainly because I had way too many for you and I’d like to settle on just one per person unless you’re poly and I can come up with two matches for you in which case I will I went through the possibilities of Undertale Sans totally not because of your love for space which is basic ik and even Undertale Papyrus i have no reasoning for this tbh I just thought it’d be adorable to see. You also like pasta so and there's a few more on the list. Eventually, I landed you with the skeleton below!

I match you with Underswap Sans!

Just like you, Sans can confidently say that he is also all over the place. Is there ever a time where he isn’t doing something extremely questionable? The answer is no. Papyrus can personally vouch since he’s been dealing with the chaos for years. You both are pretty much two balls of energy made to form a chaotic duo. One minute the two of you are sitting and chatting away happily and the next Papyrus is watching the two of you unleash hell on the world because you two got even the slightest bit bored. It’s a horrifying sight, truly. Does it keep him up at night? Yes. Regardless he’s still just glad that you’ve made his older brother so happy.

During your late-night adventures Sans will often take you out on a motorcycle ride anywhere that you’d like to go! Movies? Done. Edge of a cliff to watch the stars? Done. Dinner? Done. You name it and he’s already bouncing off the walls in excitement to spend time with you! His favorite moments with you include you rambling on about planets and stars as he just admires how attractive he thinks you are. Sans will definitely try and throw in some ideas of his own if you didn’t like those previous ideas. If you don’t like going out much, he’d instead offer you a night in the house where he makes you some of his famous (infamous) tacos! If you’d literally rather do anything except eat his poisoned meal he’ll offer to just sit with you and play video games, which is a side hobby of his anyhow. Be warned: he can and will challenge you to literally anything. Even with games like Animal Crossing, he’ll somehow manage to make it a competition. Who can take down capitalist Tom Nook the quickest? Only an epic fight to the death can tell literally just you planting flowers meanwhile Sans is losing his shit over turnip prices

While he’s in your home 100% expect him to be harassing your cat to try and be besties. And also a number of your plants. You see since you named them he kinda thinks now that they’re some sort of monster in disguise. Or they’re just a monster that strikingly looks like a plant and they’re messing with his cute date-mate! Can’t have that.

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You, watching silently: 

Plant: [photosynthesizing n shit] 

Sans: LEAVE MY DATEMATE ALONE INTRUDER

Plant: 

Plant:

Plant: [wind moves leaf]

Sans, powering up an attack: GET BEHIND ME HUMAN

You, panicked: SANS PLEASE IT’S JUST A PL-

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He’s a danger to society, your cat, and also a number of your plants. Try to keep him in check.

As for your sleeping habits, he may or may not scold you just like he does his brother. Sans will be a lot more lenient with you compared to his brother however, because he knows humans need plenty of rest! But he is (not) down for your eating habits. Sans will allow you to eat the food that you normally do but in regulation. If you want him to shut up about your habits just hand him one of your sodas. It’ll give him this huge sugar rush and eventually he’ll come crashing down. This method is guaranteed success but also not recommended but a soda induced sugar rush is (intense) Once again, Papyrus will vouch for that himself with how many times he’s offered up his honey to his brother.

No matter what you do he’ll be pretty bitter about how you love pasta so much. Sans would rather dust than give his Undertale self that satisfaction of his own date-mate liking pasta. He’ll just have to work hard to convince you otherwise! And quickly before UT Papyrus hears of this.

With your art, Sans will literally DIE if you draw him. He’ll get so excited and be everywhere and ramble on and on about how much he appreciates the fact that you think he’s worthy enough to draw! He’s going to prove to you that this wasn’t a bad decision! Need him to stand still? His determination will make it happen. Need him to pose dramatically? Hell, he’s perfect for that! The universe agrees as well since somehow whenever he does pose for you his cape is flying in the wind. When you’re done drawing and you show him (even if it isn’t one of him) he’ll hang it up on the fridge and brag to every single monster he knows that you’re his amazingly talented date-mate!

[haywitchhay]

Long post warning:

This is elaborating on the strange feeling or what I was calling "pokes" from my last post. I spent a few weeks, idk maybe 3, ignoring the feeling and eliminating all mundane possibilities before jumping into thinking it was a spirit trying to get my attention. I finally started the give in that this may be spirit so this morning, since I had some time, I set out to find some answers. I cleansed my space and cast a circle. Then I asked my *unnasigned/ community* pendulum if this indeed was a spirit trying to get my attention. The answer was yes. I continued as follows:

Is this one of my spirits? -no

Does this spirit wish me any harm or ill intent?- no

Is this spirit capable of communicating telepathically? Yes

Is this spirit honest and trustworthy? Yes

Should I approach with caution anyway? Yes *I ask this question as a red flag trigger question cuz ill always approach with caution when I dont know them and if the pendulum says no then i assume they are a tricky type of spirit*

From here I was finished with the pendulum. I reached out with my mind for my spirits, F, Iz, P and E to be sure they would have my back just in case. The response came from F "we are here hun. Never far away. E is still outside but ready to come at a moments notice. We will help you if you need." I'm so grateful for them ❤

So I begin to meditate and invite spirit to say something. Let them know that im here to listen. Eventually I get that weird feeling in the back of my skull that I get when having a telepathic conversation, so I say "hello, im *your favorite witchy cowgirl* how can I help you?"

.... hello.. my name is *R*, I have another but it doesnt translate..

"Ok *R*, nice to meet you, what can I do for you? I'm sorry it took so long to contact you"

.. its about time I was waiting forever..

"I'm sorry, I had to be sure and then i also have to keep my practice secret so i had to wait for the right time to attempt this."

... i understand..i was just curious. I was wandering around and noticed your energy and that there were other spirits here. I wanted to learn more..

"Oh yes, those are my companions."

..companions?..

"Yeah, im what some call a 'spirit keeper'. It isn't what is sounds like though, they are here of their own free will and are free to leave if they ever choose to without any hard feelings. I may be sad or miss them but they are their own beings and get to decide things for themselves. They are in my 'keep' because they choose to be and I do my best to take care of them. I give them offerings and spend time with them, as a group as well as individually."

...interesting. ive never known much of companionship. I was exiled from my realm for being a vigilante.. have been a nomad since..

"Sorta like batman?"

..i dont know who that is but I did crimes in the name of justice..

"So would you say you're somewhat chaotic but in a good way?"

... yes I like to cause mayhem but not for no reason.. ive been on many adventures..

"Very interesting. What are you, if I may ask?"

.. i am a lowland elf. My kind is much taller than yours. I have long dark hair, pale skin and my eyes are the color of grass..

"You sound beautiful. What about me caught your attention?"

.. your energy is different.. not like most of the other humans ive passed by.

"Different in a good way i hope"

.. yes not bad..

"Were you interested in companionship?"

...maybe.. i would probably want to roam as i have for so long. But its been a long time since I had a home..

"Well you seem nice. You're welcome to visit whenever you want so long as you don't disturb anyone."

.. thats very kind..

"What are things you like or like to do?"

.. i like justice and dark colored rocks. Or crystals that bring out the truth. The truth is the pinnacle of justice. I also like to forage, since my exile foraging has been my only way of survival...

"Thats cool. Ive been really interested in foraging for a long time. But im afraid that if I have nothing to give back I will upset the plant spirits."

.. you dont have to leave something for every thing you take, unless maybe in a sacred area. As long as you don't take all of something and you give thanks and respect they will not be upset. They know its their purpose and their part in the circle of life. Things live and die so that others can live and die. Give when you can and don't be greedy...

"That really inspires me to go out and forage more!"

.. great.

"Take some time to think about companionship. If you want a home and a place to come back to when you're done with an adventure dont be afraid to say so. Im pretty open to telepathy but if im out doing something you might have to get really loud to get my attention. We can bind our energies together so you'll always know where to find me. I will make you a place among the others where you can commune with us and rest, if you so choose."

..thank you. I will consider. Im not to sure I would want to be in one place for so long but I do get tired of being lonely and my work unappreciated...

"Well like I said you can do as you please. And around here we love a good vigilante. It'll be nice having someone to help me bring justice to those that try to wrong me."

*at this point my dog starts whining to go outside*

"I have to go now to take care of my animals. I appreciate talking with you and you being patient. I hope to talk to you again sometime soon."

.. likewise, farewell...

With that i closed my circle and started my morning choring. The *pokes* have ceased now so I know that wasn't in my head lol! I do hope he comes back. I get the impression that even though he's a tough vigilante that under that hes very kind and soft.

[mi-yoko-san]

I get like this when you do that. Thats what i said. Here, give me your hand. I guide your hand to where I was thrumming with glee or anticipation. I dont really know. Maybe it was both. Truth is, i didnt just want to show you what I would do. I wanted you to show me what you would do. What would be the look on your face? What features would morph? How would you twist and turn? You see, you were like a maze, and I wanted to run through you, just as you were running through me. I wanted to explore everything. All of your nooks and crannies. Your most beautiful husks of corn, where the sun shined the most on. I wanted to sit and feel your most rotten plants too. Where bitter anger and sadness eroded its life away. I wanted to touch you just as you were touching me. oh dear, how I loved you. and how much i wished you to love me back. But it was all a short lived, just as how our encounters and interactions were. I never knew how to love and how to not. i never knew what borders not to cross and I never took the map that they gave me. I never listened when they said don't wander too far. I rushed in and took the twists and turns and never even looked back. I got lost so helplessly, within you. I got lost so helplessly that I went in deeper when they told me not to and went out to search for me. My body was just another. another one gone, thats what they thought. but were our deaths really so sad? but i guess love thats never met is always tragic. Maybe they felt bad for our tired hearts. They all did, except you. You always led and kept us in. You knew how we suffered and yet kept us there. you never wanted anything more than twice, yet you loved how they chased you. it seemed you only went with what flattery they could give you and left what could chain you down. i dont even know what im writing about anymore. Im struggling at this point. Everyone can see right through you and no one can at the same time. we all have a map but its nothing compared to the real thing. you're a maze. And no one can ever seem to get out______. I guess thats how you entice people. people love a challenge that they think they can overcome or solve. thats why we were all here anyway. I dont know what else to say to be honest, but maybe you'll get better. maybe the rotten plants that have overcome your maze will someday be brighter and taller. We all hope so. Although it'll be better in the future, i cant help but the think how bleak it is for us all here, lying dead in the dirt. you wont come to save us. I guess thats what makes us so tragic. Maybe us being forgotten is what spurred you on, because you were forgotten. Maybe thats why you made sure no one listened or looked at the maps.

[notalentdouchebag]

The Other Lab Coat Malcolm x Edrisa

Word count: 1,129

Just some Idk what to call this. Hope you like it.

Also somebody can draw Jeremy?!

Summary: Malcolm isn’t really liking the no Edrisa day.

It was a straight to examination room day today. Bright had wakened up from Gil’s call regarding the new case and the deceased was being examined. He started getting ready quickly. Nothing excited him more than a new case.

Malcolm poured some cereal in a bowl but didn’t eat it. He wasn’t very enthusiastic about food and food returned the sentiments very often, but today was a little weirder. He had been feeling a bit empty; he had zero appetite for the morning while he also felt a void in his stomach. Maybe it was the dream, he thought. It was usually a dream which continued with sweeping its silken gloom throughout his day, so he didn’t have to give a hard thought to it. Just the usual. He had the gut feeling hat today wasn’t probably going to be a good day.

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“Hey, good you are here. I was just going to the see the vic”, Dani said as Malcolm entered the precinct. She was holding some case files and was about to make the turn towards the exam room as he had entered. Malcolm was glad to go with her, as always.

“Great! So, What’s the case?”, Malcolm inquired.

“The business mogul, Caleb Whittaker. Camping trip went bad! Poisoned”, she told him.

“Oh! Woah. Suspects?”, he asked

“Campers, enemies the usual drill!”

“So what is the take?”

“I thought we hired you for all that”, she quipped.

Dani explained the case to Malcolm on their way. As they came closer to the examination, Malcolm felt a little tinge in his stomach again. A plunge as if he was not going to like what he was about to see. He was correct most of the times as he had a strong instinct. Perhaps this case was going to be disturbing as per the instinct, his stomach was about to act up or maybe just the nightmares as always. All he needed was to enter the room to rule out the wrong options. He looked forward to Edrisa’s comments regarding the case. He had always admired her quirky insights; his nerd-partner who always just knew the right stuff.

Gil and JT were already waiting for Malcolm and Dani. It was a high-profile case or else at least Gil had more things to do than all of them and he was there earlier than all. Dani entered before Malcolm and handed the case files to the lieutenant who was standing beside a tall man in a lab coat. Bright entered, waiting for the usual excited Edrisa-welcome. It was something which could calm his emptiness for the time as it had done multiple other times before.

“Bright! This is Malcolm Bright, Profiler- “, Gil pointed towards him and then back at the man in the lab coat. “And this is—”

Not Edrisa.

THIS IS NOT EDRISA!!!!

Who stood in the place of Edrisa, was this tall magnificent being whose chiseled arms were visible even under the loose-fitted lab coat. The not-Edrisa was a little taller than everyone in the room; the forensic report looked smaller in his long slender fingers and the smile on his face was brighter than Malcolm’s fake last name. Malcolm immediately knew which options to rule out.

All.

“And this is Dr. Anderson, Edrisa’s assistant”, Gil introduced both but what Malcolm heard was no-Edrisa-today.

“Hi, uh ha call me Jeremy, please!”, the assistant came forward to shake Malcolm’s hand but was met with only a mixture of confusions and offence. He probably had long hair as they were neatly tucked in a bun while one thick strand of that glorious 3c hair fell on his face.

“Where’s Edrisa?”, Malcom shot a worried glance at Gil shifting from Jeremy whose smile was slowly contracting.

“She is not here today as you can see”, JT answered. The one person who was totally done with this nerd duo was JT. Still, he had fun with them around.

“Why? What happen—"

“She’s sick”, all the rest spoke in unison. Gil’s serious stare made Bright snap back to the case.

“So, wha—what’s the deal. Cause of death?”, Malcolm asked, almost fumbling his words. He did not like today, at all.

“Multiple organ failure. He took his regular insulin shots and showed symptoms afterwards. Till the party reached back here, he was almost gone. The insulin was laced with Ricine. It’s a chemic—”

“Yeah, it’s a poison from castor oil plant. It was sent to the president aaand our mayor a while ago, made a huge case”, Malcolm waved his finger as he cut off the assistant.

“I assisted on the mayor case!”, Jeremy flaunted.

“Yea! A Bulgarian dissident was killed in London using Ricin too, so it makes good sense of all the suspects!”, Malcolm said. All the three looked at both of them in disbelief. JT cleared is throat as he looked at Malcolm so that he will move towards the suspects.

“So, the suspects have been narrowed down to the fellow campers and Whittaker’s enemies or any business foes, which are not really many”, JT said.

“Yeah, he has no family, well known for good work ethics, had no row with the camping partners even in a long time, all of them go way back to high school!”, Dani added.

“Seems unlikely they might have taken out some high school feud now ahaah”, Jeremy said.  

Yeah. HA HA so funny Dr Anderson. Applause. Malcolm just wanted the day to be over.

“Well, so, it’s just limited to from where and how the Ricin was obtained and we can get to who did this. Could have gave me—us a call huh?!”, Malcolm tried joking with Gil.

“Well then interview the campers and suspects and trace the poison. Get to work!”, Gil told them all and exited the room, followed by JT. Dani took the forensics report from Jeremy and nodded a thanks towards him.

“Nice to meet you all! Edrisa has told us plenty about the adventures you guys have had!”, Jeremy spoke up just as they started walking towards the door. Malcolm turned and gave him a wry smile and rushed outside. Dani nodded in thanks, again and came out of the room.

“Woah, did you like see this guy?!”, Malcolm exclaimed a shrill protest.

“Yep I did. And I also saw you! What was that Bright?”

“What? Me?? God he was annoying”

Dani laughed lightly at her flustered friend. “Umn. Are you sure you are not just seeing him as competition?”, Dani asked

“Wha what???”, Malcolm stopped to look at her.

“I mean, Jeremy is…”, Dani left her sentence and elbowed Malcolm playfully.

“He is?”

“You know all pretty and smart with his honey-brown eyes and…!”

I just miss Edrisa.

Or did he just.

@wait-thats-illegal​

[obeymematches]

AAA, hi I'm that first anon ( /w\)

I'm glad you're doing well ❤️ Thank you so much for the content you're making. I've been kinda losing interest in Obey Me but I'd like to request a match-up, maybe it'll help me rekindle my love for the game.

So, hmm. I'm 18 and a bit of a short gal, 4' 11 since I last checked (aaaa, Asian genes. But hey, cute size difference).

I'm an INFP-T, so I kinda suck at socialising hahah. But I make up for it by showing a cheery exterior. It always feels good to leave a good impression.

I usually like to try keeping a soft image, but will also be a loud memelord if I ever get comfortable enough.

I'm about to study HUMSS next school year, dreaming of becoming an arts teacher or prof, if I can manage. But I struggle with anxiety, which kinda clashes with my dream career, since a teacher requires confidence ,w,)

I tend to put others' needs before myself, I always want to make sure my friends are happy. The world is... horrible, so I really try my best to ensure they're smiling. It just gives me good serotonin if I know I made them feel happier.

My brain is horrible at keeping stuff, meaning I'm really forgetful. And oof, not really the smartest tool in the shed. No thoughts, head empty. Only love and escapism✌️😔 My dumbass brain is another thing that clashes with my dream job.

I like drawing, listening to music (distracts me from bad thoughts), video games (my most favs are rpgs and open world), horror stuffs, and crying whenever I see frogs and dogs. I also like plants. Ohh, and shiny rocks, heck yea.

Tho, I'm not really taking care of any at the moment, but I dream of having my own garden. I love the cottagecore aesthetic.

A thing I should add I guess is that I used to be a total weeb, so my behaviour and speech is heavily influenced. I'd sometimes casually drop a 'hai?', 'nani', 'nande kore' and etc. in convos. Kinda makes me cringe, but dang I can't stop.

Even if I don't enjoy watching anime as much as before, I do like anime movies. All ghibli films, Kimi no Nawa, Weathering with You and A Silent Voice are my favs.

I just love the soundtracks so much qoq

My worse flaws are I'm hella sensitive, a huge procrastinator, childish, and easily jealous.

But despite me being a lazy dumbass, if I put my mind into something, I will not stop until I finish the thing. Which means I also tend to overwork myself.

I know it's unhealthy but it really keeps me motivated, aaa-

I also seem to like acting as if I know a lot? I mean, I come across as that but my real intention is I just thought to share my knowledge of the subject.

I just say a lot of stuff because I tend to blabber and jumble my words.

I guess my love language is words of affirmation. Compliments, I love you's, heart memes, cheesy pick up lines that my sleep-deprived self thought of at 4am- all of em!

These are the weapons I torture my friends with o(○｀ω´○)9

But ahh, the thing is I've never dated anyone before. I find it so difficult to fall for someone irl, or even gain crushes. Mostly fictional. So I have absolutely no experience in the dating business.

Something to do with my self esteem and trust issues, ekk-

Oof, that's long. I hope that's not too much. Again, thank you so much if you happen to get to write this. Take your time, hun ^w^ ❤️💕 AAAA, and congratulations on reaching 100 followers!

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Hi! 

Noooooo i’m so sorry it took me so much time to write this ;; I hope you like the result though! thank you for your patience!!  💕 💕 💕 

I decided to match you with Mammon! 

Here is why: 

Okay so obviously there is a bit of a height difference, I mean he is not even near to being the tallest but thats exactly why he thinks you are the best height - it makes him feel taller and that is good for his confidence. 

Mammon is known for going out and socializing a lot - even if more often than not he ends up in some kind of unusual situation. He is good at taking the initiative in case you have trouble. Just don’t always follow through his ideas he suggests to bond, because most of the time it will end up getting both of you in trouble. I mean it’s not like Lucifer would punish you too badly because of something stupid Mammon got you to do (besides you having to listen to a lecture about why the thing you two did was dumb), but poor friend of yours is not so lucky.  :(

  I like to think of him as a positive, rather optimistic, maybe naive person but I think your cheerful attitude goes well with that. I mean think about the aura you two would spread! 

He would definitely be surprised to learn about your loud memelord side, but that would fascinate him so much because you can open up to him sooner than to his brothers and that also makes him more proud to be with you! I think that would also help him grow some real deep feelings for you

 I think you’d be a great influence on him to help motivating him to put some more energy into his education. Although the only reason he would care more about that is the study times he can have with you, and it is up to you to decide if those sessions are actually studying together (read: you tutoring him and him staring at you in awe when you don’t look but can’t grasp the material) or if there’s an attempt but a couple minutes later he is talking about how to earn money fast and both of you try said method.

Helping him study sometimes would definitely help your self-esteem! I think he can come off as rather confident, so hanging around with people like him would definitely boost your confidence!

I think he would literally melt if someone put his well-being before themselves. Theres no going back now he is lovesick. I mean just think about all the times his brothers make fun of him. 

 I’m prettysure he is the best at making people laugh! He has no care in the world even if he has to do something dangerously dumb to make you smile!! 

He can be rather forgetful too so thats something the both of you have to work on if possible, but relationshipwise that should not cause conflicts. Sure he might forget about some stuff but it’s never your bday or a date with you because both of you are in love. 

I think he can try your hobbies to impress you or just to have another topic to talk about, but he will probably never be the best at drawing. I think the amount of music you listen to would drastically decrease as he is very good at occupying your mind - with positive thoughts! 

It is confirmed that he alsp enjoys videogames and he is good at them, so thats something you two can do together when you don’t really feel like going out. 

If you show him horror movies he will scream and will not be able to sleep well for 2 weeks but he is going to deny that with his life so good luck! 

 I think he would find it cute that you like frogs and rocks and stuff, he might tease you a bit about it at first but if he sees a frog on sale he will spend his money to give you a surprise frog! it will probably be some live magical frog (either poisonous or some weird demon magic frog that will have everyone in the house of lamentation end up in a comedic situation). So that was the last time he got you something he has no idea about without asking you first.  

Oh he would definitely tease you a lot about your vocabulary, but Levi would catch on you because you might not actually be a normie... And thats how Mammon gets too jealous to ever tease you again about something like that - how can he allow Levi to hang out with you :( 

And that brings us to both of you being easily jealous. In some cases that might end in conflicts because one person gets annoyed but in this particular case you just need to have a conversation about it. Set some boundaries both of you are okay with, and no issue! 

I think to make sure your time alone with Levi is more limited he would totally watch anime movies with you! 

He definitely adores your determination! If you ever ask him what he likes about you, he will probably mention this as one trait.

 Hmmm as I elaborated before, you knowing more stuff about things will probably prevent situations that would be caused by Mammon not being informed about some stuff.

Okay so he is definitely one who sends you memes at ungodly hours and you can’t stop him. He is awake, lying in bed, too in love to do anything besides think about you and smile and face the issues of being the local tsundere. And then you send him a meme full of love and he can not fall asleep for the rest of the night, feeling butterflies and imagining soft things with you like he did with nobody else before. 

Okay so I’m not sure about his dating experience, but as far as a know he doesn’t really have much either? in that case both of you could explore this new feeling together! 

So in conclusion this boy is very much in love and he can only hope that you feel the same. Both of you are a good influence o the other and that helps the two of you to grow together. He might have slightly more experience but that’s okay. I see no conflicts here, maybe the only exception being the fact that he can be rude towards you and you are sensitive, but he is quick to stop being rude once he sees why he is so wrong. And that will be the best decision of his life so far because not long after that he is very much in love for the first time in forever. Both of you are loyal to the other and jealousy means no issue. Well, after some conversation, that is. Both of you experience life together and theres always something to do, to see! 

[femme-is-my-gender]

Lesbian ask game 5, with a twist 1-50 👀

OK BABE YOU CAN'T FOOL ME but you're cute and ily so

(I know you sent this like 5 days ago but this was a lot to answer and I wanted to get them all right because HAPPY 6 MONTHS BABE IF WE CANT GO ON A TRIP THEN THIS WHOLE DAMN MONTH IS OUR 6MO CELEBRATION 💕)

1. Their hair is fucking gorgeous I love the texture and its teal (I did the dye and cut!!!)

2. Their eyes are beautiful mid tone brown i love seeing the way the sun reflects off them 💕

3. Their age? Either a wise elder stuck in a teenagers mind stuck in an adults body or did you mean like in dog years?

4. We met on an app 🤷‍♀️ love finds you when you're not looking

5. S is very ticklish I don't even have to touch just wiggle my fingers in their direction and they fall over giggling

6. Their favorite song??? Idk if they have a #1 fave but their fav band is Mickey Darling

7. Their fave movie is avengers we watched it the other night at a drive in:)

8. Their fave book... idk babes a dork Harry Potter probably :P

9. Their fave TV show is She-ra honorable mentions for Avatar and My Hero

10. Their celebrity crush is........... me 😎

11. Babe wants a cat but allergies make that a uh problem (still trying to convince s to get a naked cat we will see how successful I am!!!)

12. There are SO MANY songs that make me think of them heres a whole Playlist but #1 is smother me and I'll follow you into the dark

13. Does s play sports.. well. Do you count the bedroom?

14. My favorite things about their body.. their dimples! Their hands! Their smile and the way their eyes crinkle when they do, the sound of a big belly laugh, their soft tummy and thighs to lay on, their butt is pretty cute too idk

15. My favorite personality traits! Don't get me started! The way they can uphold their boundaries firmly but not unkindly. The way they will get rude if needed to get someone to listen, the way they listen so intently when I talk about the Deep Stuff and the way they listen to my suggestions on the bad days even when they don't want to do what I suggest. The way they look at a new leaf unfurling on one of our house plants and the way they will talk and sing to my bird, the way they care so deeply for their loved ones and would do anything for them, the way they hold me almost every night bc its easier for me to fall asleep since I work early even though their work day ends right before I have to sleep. The way they rub my head and my back when I can't sleep and the way they absent mindedly rub their thumb on my hand or say I love you for the millionth time or do the arm jerk robot arm dance when they're excited or nervous and so many more i gotta go lay down....

16. Their style is emo boy/tacky 80s dad and I love it!

17. Our first date we went to a little vegan restaurant/bar then to an emo night at a bar! The bar double booked though so we didn't get the emo night we anticipated but thats okay!

18. A tiny detail they don't know I notice... idk I say most things I'm thinking outloud so if I notice something i say it lol no secrets here

19. Their talents! They are good at viddy James and they are good at cooking especially seasoning and just throwing random things into a meal, they are good at planning down to details, also the talents don't stop in the bedroom I'm just sayin

20. A tiny poem about S

Ways I say I love you that aren't outloud

Making sure you drink water

Scooting closer

Making you laugh

Asking how's your day been

Tracing my fingers on your skin

Giving us a clean place to spend our time

Encouraging you to try something new

Opening the blinds

Being your cheerleader

Baby you're my sunshine

You shine so bright and even on the cloudy days you're what warms my soul.

I love you.

Have you had any water today?

21. Do they have a tumblr? Yeah! Baby come off anon lol

22. What makes them laugh? Well any goofy noise or silly song i make up usually will get them, they're pretty ticklish so that works too also memes and cat videos

23. S is a Taurus sun with dominant Aries chart and im a sag sun with dominant Capricorn chart depends which app you ask but I say we are pretty damn compatible

24. Babe has always wanted to travel in general. I know Colorado was a plan for a while, Germany has come up before. I think as long as we are together and near a beach we both would be happy to go anywhere

25. Things that are interesting to baby are heros/magic people, babies, animals, romcoms and anything to do with live music

26. I realized I loved them like on our 2nd date! I was so stressed bc I had just gotten out of a toxic relationship and while I was totally over the romantic connection to that person I was still feeling alot of hurt and trying to recover and I met S while I was slutting it up on tinder and I was Not Ready to be in love again like I WAS but I was so scared of fucking things up between us by committing "too soon" but S was so patient and never pressured me but I could tell they had feelings and so did I but like I was better at hiding them. I love them so much I'm so glad we met.

27. Their favorite food group is comfort food/toddler menu: grilled cheese, nuggs, pizza, also their top fave is fideo

28. Babe hates alot of foods I don't know them all yet but bell peppers, onions, also new foods are scary but they will try something if I make it/want to eat somewhere they've never been which just makes me 🥰

29. Hogwarts house is slytherin!

30. Babes element? Well their chart is fire/earth heavy. I say earth is their element!

31. Something that makes baby angry is people being rude for seemingly no reason also people who don't respect boundaries

32. S is taller than me by like 5 inches i think

34. Idk if they want their name on here so

35. Their aesthetic is like kitchy/goth/boho vibes. Dark vibrant colors, lots of plants, lots of art, skulls, comfortable space with blankets and pillows that's pretty and interesting to look at

36. Well the first thing I bought them was a drink lol but the first proper gift was a stuffed sloth they had wanted for a long time bonus facts I had to snoop on their insta to find a picture of the sloth and zoom in/brighten the picture to read the tag and did some sleuthing online but I found it! His name is theo

37. Baby is def a night owl

38. I brag the most about babe's just general goodness. I tell anyone who will listen how good they make me feel and how they listen and give good advice even when I don't want to follow it, and their top priority is keeping me safe and secure and also they're really fucking hot but I can't say that normally.

39. S has some rings and a necklace they like to wear if they're looking Certified Fresh

40. I'm a vegetarian, babes not

41. Oh fuck idk what their fave school subject is I would have to guess lit/reading??

42. Their clique is skaters/emo/scene lol

43. We have been together 6 months almost exactly!! 😍

44. Describe their laugh. Oh my God, well there's the cute nervous/goofy laugh they do most the time, there's this snort/chortle they do when I'm being extra goofy that I love, and sometimes I get them to do the whole throw head back full belly deep laugh and my heart goes 🥰🥰🥰🥰!!!!!!!!!!

45. Nah they don't wear makeup

46. Favorite art medium? Like to do? Painting I think.

47. Babe plucks around on bass and ukulele sometimes and they're a PRO at belly bongos

48. S identifies with cats the most

49. Babe likes the outdoors but it's not their comfort zone so there's resistance when I suggest it but if I insist they end up having a good time. Idk if s would like camping though.

50. This picture is my wallpaper I love them so much and bought this shirt for them!!! (Fun fact I left the store and went home and later decided to go back and get the shirt bc I LOVE them and their tacky 80s dad vibes)