#i was just so caught up in wanting to bang all the characters i forgot where i was for a moment

[eoinmcgonigal]

Me, a queer disaster, forgetting that not everyone is attracted to every gender ever as I'm trying to figure out why so many people are picking 'avoid' for Indira, Eve, and Mirren: this is strange

[za-vandal]

I am in so much pain rn, my stomach hurts, my head hurts, and my throat is dry, but here we are.

In the spirit of kinktober, my absolute exhaustion and my want for more subby nerds, I present to you... This monstrosity

Younger!Boss Male reader X older!Nerd Colleague.

NSFW work, don't like don't read 👍

Light dacryphilia, Semi public (? Idk they bang after hours), overstim, getting caught 👀

Nerd Colleague who likes to play games, his office cubicle is literally decorated with mini figurines of his favorite characters, he would play online multiplayer games with the younger employees, he would teach them tricks and all the hidden things to find.

Nerd Colleague who's older than you by a few years, but you're his boss because you founded this company yourself. He talks to you like you're just a teen, but treats you with respect as well. It's kinda funny to see him fumble a little when you walk up to him looking serious as hell, but start asking him about games.

Nerd Colleague, who helps the new employees whenever they have a problem. You see him patting some guys back and feeling a little bit jealous, you would walk up to them and start a conversation. You're basically scaring the new employee away, but hey, at least your favourite man in the office is talking to you about a new update he's excited about.

Nerd Colleague, who gets confused why the younger employees are calling him the "office mom" and you the office dad. You also notice someone is shipping you two, you have your own little office Fandom. You tell your colleague not to care too much, just kids being kids.

"you're calling us kids when you're barely five years older than us?"

"then stop calling me dad"

"hell no, I'm not living in a divorced household. Stay with mom"

Nerd Colleague, who fell asleep at his desk one day, and ended up being the only one left... Except you were also there. Just, kinda watching him?

Nerd Colleague chuckles at you, gesturing for you to come over so he could give you a little kiss on the forehead.

I mean, just sayin, the new employees might call the two of you their parents, but the fact they didn't manage to figure out you two are actually dating was funny to the both of you.

Nerd Colleague who is also freaky. You both are, you match each other's freak really well. He wore a tie to work today for the fact he wants you to use it on him. In the office.

Nerd Colleague, who is a brat. Brattiest brat you have ever met. Constantly complaining about how he has more stamina then you dispute being older.

You prove him wrong later, after making him cum on himself so much his mind goes mush. You barely even needed to do anything with his cock and he's already leaking. You don't even need to get his pants off to feel it getting a bit wet ♡

Nerd Colleague gets tied up with his own tie but not in the way he expected. It's around his tip so he wouldn't get to come that easily, while your own tie was the one around his wrists.

Nerd Colleague who instantly stops being a massive brat, begging so nicely for you to release the tie on his dick.

Nerd Colleague who starts crying asking you to take off the damn tie. You don't, but you do give him little kisses to clear those tears away. He whimpers and complains about the "harsh" treatment you're giving him.

Nerd Colleague who finally gets to cum. And then you pick up the pace again, without giving him time to recover. He cries even more now, calling you unfair, you don't even bother, you're content on watching his tears fall down his pretty face as his eyes roll back from the pleasure.

Nerd Colleague who limps to your car. Complaining all the way there because you fucked him too hard. it's fine though, he did say he would get his revenge back home. You hope that revenge is as fun as what just occurred in the office.

...

"... I hate my job."

"Not my damn fault you forgot your phone, dumbass. At least we do know they're definitely mom and dad now."

"it's giving 'self fulfilling prophecy vibes', y'know? Calling them our parents and they end up banging?"

Vinny's extra notes :

Ngl I don't have anything planned for kinktober, this one is very light in terms of content. Might do a MHA fic, something like Shigaraki X reader or Dabi x reader if I feel like it. Should I do monster fucking? I feel like I should. Or something with sub Mr Reca when he comes out (my unfinished symphony ahh looking man). I love myself some mentally unhealthy men.

[lunarrumor]

random valgrace headcanons

- leo cooks for jason all the time because he likes it (it reminds him of his mom and when she taught him how to make his favorite dishes) and his love language is most definitely gift giving because he’s not so good with words

- but one day leo was up all night working on some new machine (again) and jason decides he wants to give him a break so he tries to make some simple pasta. butttt they didn’t really have cooking lessons at camp jupiter and the water overflows and he burns the sauce and when leo gets back jason’s hair is mysteriously red and the kitchen looks like something exploded (it did. the sauce bubbled up and went everywhere)

- however they go camping together once and leo makes a fire and by the time he gets back from going to use the restroom jason has caught a wild bird and is frying it up

- leo makes jason random little trinkets all the time

- when leo and jason are having meals with the seven + reyna and nico they’ll tap messages to each other back and forth in morse code until annabeth gets annoyed by all the banging

- leo loves horror movies and jason hate hate hates them

- when jason gets drunk he likes using a lot of big words except he’s too drunk to use them correctly so he just hopes no one notices (leo does but doesn’t mention it…. without fail he’ll look at him and go “how r u so smart even when so drunk” and jason will give him a dopey smile)

- they go to college in new rome together and visit piper at her mortal school all the time

- they also got an apartment together because yeaa it might be moving fast but they totally didn’t move in together because they’re soulmates or whatever. naaaa it would js be silly not to right ? they shouldn’t *both* be paying rent when they’re gonna be at the same place *anywayss* and jason doesn’t cook and leo doesn’t clean so really it’s just a responsible roommate setup rigggght (aka the lie they tell themselves bc they really js wanna have the security of seeing each other everyday and live a wholesome life where they don’t have to worry if the next time they visit the other they’re not gonna be there anymore)

- but they’re both still worried to ruin the relationship because it’s so new and they’ve been pining for so long so they get separate rooms. except leo is always crawling into jason’s bed at night or jason is playing a movie in leo’s while he works (leo’s barely paying attention but jason likes doing it so he can sneak him snacks because leo has a habit of forgetting to eat while working. and every so often leo will make a goofy joke about the movie n he gets so amazed by how smart n funny leo is. n leo likes the background noise and jason’s little snorts when a character is being dumb. and mostly he just likes his presence. how they can just sit in silence together and without leo having to say anything jason will know how much he cares. how much he appreciates jason caring about him)

- and eventually leo just stops going back to his room, unless he’s working on something, because he likes the smell of jason and waking up with him and bothering him while he does schoolwork. his things slowly start appearing in jason’s room until he’s basically moved in and one day he comes home to jason rummaging through his drawers and he’s like uhh ??? and jason’s like ah rats i was gna surprise you….. i cleared out my closet and got a dresser so that you don’t have to keep going back and forth and i can totally put it back if u don’t want that i just thought maybe you might want to because you haven’t rlly slept here in so long anyway and…. and leo kisses him n grabs the pile of clothes and carries it off to *their* room. and so leo’s old room becomes his new work space

- on this same vein leo will get so distracted while he’s working on a new project that he’ll forgot all about time and sometimes he’s doing this n jason comes in and tells him the time and he drops everything and makes dinner bc his stomach grumbling is fine but when he realizes jason probably hasn’t had a real meal since the last time he cooked now *thats* motivation

- of course jason doesn’t always need him to cook (in fact leo starts trying to teach him no matter how disastrous it is at first. i guess multitasking in battle doesn’t equate to handling the chaos of a kitchen ? but jason actually gets pretty good as long as he’s looking at a list of instructions) but leo just likes all the compliments he gets from jason about his food and how he’ll sit with him in the kitchen and come up behind him with his hands on his waist (jason gets really excited whenever leo asks him to do something like bring him some seasoning or a ladle because he likes being helpful)

- jason also started picking up food after his morning class and bringing leo breakfast because he is *not* a morning person. he’ll also order food when leo’s been cooped up in his room for some time and he knows he wants to keep working so jason brings his lil surprise in along with his laptop and they eat together (with jason making sure leo takes a bite every now n then and eats enough before it gets cold)

- jason wakes up at 6 am everyday to go to the gym, shower, and go to classes meanwhile leo doesn’t have class till 1 and even then he’s late sometimes. because as u could assume leo stays up late at night and jason has trouble staying up past midnight (he always falls asleep during their movie nights even though he tries his very hardest not to but leo is so toasty he just can’t help it. and leo always tucks him in and takes off his glasses)

- also neither of them like waking up alone on the couch in the middle of the night (which is fine when leo falls asleep first, jason just picks him up and carries him to bed. but leo isn’t exactly built for dragging 6 ft men across an apartment floor) so they get a pullout sofa for this exact reason (not a bed pullout couch. he would still have to lift jason off and jason is a heavyy sleeper. he had to sleep through a lot of chaos at camp jupiter. they get one of those couches that extends into more couch and pile a bunch of blankets on it for movie nights. and leo makes popcorn with an ungodly amount of butter)

- leo runs warm and when his emotions spike his powers act up so he stress sweats and everytime it happens jason will cool him off with a nice breeze

- on the flip side jason is always cold so he’s always snuggling up to leo (totally the only reason. definitely not that he’s touch starved) and in the winter they’re literally attached at the hip. jason will not let him go no way no how he *will* stand/walk/lay/sit with his arms around leo at all costs (the cost is piper grossing out at their gushiness)

- jason’s bear hugs are leo’s favorite things in the world he could stay wrapped in those arms forever

- jason and leo live in the same apartment complex as frank and hazel and they become a lot closer

- percy and annabeth live down the hall and leo loves to ding dong ditch them

- annabeth randomly knocks on their door sometimes because she wants leo’s help figuring out the logistics for an architectural project of hers and jason will follow so he can play video games with percy (yeah i said it, percy and leo teach him how to play and he likes it more than he thought he would)

- every week they all get lunch together with reyna, piper, and nico

- nico comes over at first to hang out with jason but he still finds leo…. odd but eventually they bond over their love for horror movies and laughing at jason

- leo loves to sketch when he gets bored in class and he’ll be spacing out drawing until he realizes that his whole page is full of jason’s face from every possible angle

- leo fell first but jason said i love you first (after a lot of coaching from piper)

[bcyhoods]

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peter parker + ❛ is that blood? is it yours? ❜

she’s been collecting dust because i’m insecure, but she will stay hidden no longer!! | 1.4k

warnings: blood, injury, r patching up his wounds, medically inaccurate information (we’re going to pretend it works for my sanity’s sake)

Peter doesn’t really know why he stumbles into the bodega. It’s closed, and it’s empty, safe for where you’re mopping the floors.

You move between the aisles, mouthing the lyrics to whatever song is flowing through your earbuds. He watches your silhouette through the windows, entranced as you make the most mundane chore somehow look so inviting. He knows the moment you see his face that you’d drop everything and throw your arms around him like you hadn’t seen him in weeks.

He supposes that’s why.

That, and the searing pain that shoots through his left leg is making his brain foggy.

Gripping onto his wounded thigh, he musters up the remainder of his strength to pull open the door and stagger inside. He grimaces at the shrill chime of the overhead bell. Even more so when it disrupts your bubble of peace.

“Sorry, we’re…” The rest of the monotonous statement gets caught in your throat. You stare back in his direction with wide eyes and a gaping mouth. The mop slips from your grip and bangs onto the floor.

Peter, clueless and delirious, is convinced it’s because he’s starting to stain the freshly clean linoleum. You’d just mopped and now he’s making a mess. He’s oddly expecting you to scold him before coddling him. Maybe you’ll even give him a kiss. His shoulders momentarily sag in relief.

“Spiderman?”

Shit. He’s still wearing the suit. He forgot.

“Yeah, hey,” he sings nervously, “Nice to meet you. Great establishment you’ve got here, you should be very proud.” He gestures toward the apple display before giving you a puny thumbs up.

You’re stunned, frozen in place. You don’t really notice the way his arm falls limp or the way he uses the nearby shelves as a crutch. You can’t even see the blood dripping down his leg from where you’re standing. Your mind is racing and jumbled because The Spiderman is in your store on a random Tuesday night.

Peter is never going to believe you when you tell him.

You’re abruptly ripped from your daze when he knocks over a can of tomato sauce, cursing under his breath. “Yeah…you’re here. Why are you here? And I don’t mean to kick you out, y’know, protector of the city and all—”

He laughs quietly at the wonder in your voice. He tries to take in your amazement, making note of the raised brows and the shy smile on your face, but he really can’t. His head feels heavy on his shoulders and the overhead lights are killer, even with the mask on. All he wants is for you to hold him, but he’s not Peter right now. And somehow that makes his leg sting even more.

He’s so out of it, he hasn’t even registered that you’d moved closer to him until he hears you gasp. Your expression is different now. You look mortified.

“Oh my god, is that blood?” When he jumps, you continue quieter, “Is it yours?”

“Huh? No, no, it’s not, it’s just uh…”

He utilizes the shelf to limp closer to you, but one uncoordinated shift of the hand makes his knees buckle and it sends him to the floor with a groan. A yelp involuntarily escapes as you rush to his side.

“It might be a little, yeah,” he admits defeatedly through clenched teeth.

“Here, let me help.”

He tries to protest, but ultimately surrenders to your fleeting touch as you push at his shoulders to lean up against the wall of freezers. You kneel in between his legs, ignoring the way heat rushes to your ears when he gently holds onto your forearm. It was so instinctive, so tender, like he’d done it a million times before.

Your fingers hover over the tear in his suit before you’re asking, “May I…?”

He nods. Careful of the wound, you pull and rip at the material to expose the severity of it. He makes a sound of ease, one that you’ve mistaken for worry and it shoots right to your chest.

Peter concludes it looks worse than it actually is. It’s definitely not deep enough to require stitches, but the cut crosses the expanse of his thigh. He’s fixed up worse in his dingy apartment bathroom. It’s not entirely unfamiliar, but he’s lost a lot of blood on the way here.

“Just a paper cut,” he adds cheekily to make you feel better. It doesn’t, really. When he notices the way you stare at the wound and how your hands shake with worry, he reaches to hold them. “Hey, I’m okay. Happens all the time,” he assures softly.

The frown you wear looks entirely foreign. It makes his insides burn and all he wants to do is kiss it away. To make you smile at him again like you’d done so earlier.

“A lot of people don’t really like me that much,” he says. He’s barely coherent, the words are slurred together at this point. But he doesn’t really care when he hears you scoff. It’s good enough, he decides.

“Okay. Just…just wait here.” You’re gone before Peter can grumble some smart remark about how he couldn’t go anywhere even if he wanted to.

When you reappear, your arms are full with soaking wet wash rags, a box of wound cushions, and a cheap spool of gauze. His arm is lazily thrown over his head to provide some sort of shelter from the bright lights. The bleeding has slowed down just the slightest, but it doesn’t instill much confidence.

A timid exhale is pushed from your lungs and you warn, “I don’t really know what I’m doing. It might hurt.”

“Nothing I can’t hand—oh, mmm!”

You’re immediately pulling away, the rag in your hand tinged with crimson.

“It’s okay,” he’s quick to reassure you before you can even apologize. It comes out strangled. He’s sitting up straighter, his muscles are tense, his fists are clenched beside him, but he keeps whispering it like a mantra. You’re not sure if he’s saying it for you or for himself. Maybe both.

“It’s okay,” you repeat softly. He hums.

The mumbled phrase spills over your lips every time he flinches away from your touch. It spills over his lips whenever your brows pinch in response. It echoes through the store until the beige cloth becomes red and you’re wrapping the gauze around his thigh.

He selfishly wishes you knew his secret just so you could patch him up from now on. You’re so gentle, you’re doing a much better job than he usually does. It helps that even the thought of having you around makes every worry melt away.

You’re tying off the wound and smiling to yourself with a sense of accomplishment. It’s infectious, it has Peter smiling under his mask. “Done!” Clearing your throat, you stand up and reach your arms down in an offer to pull him up with you. “You need to learn to stop getting on people’s bad side, Spiderman,” you jest.

He chuckles and shakes his head. Taking your hands, he’s staggering up and once he’s settled, puts his hands on his hips. “I think some people are just too sensitive,” he argues.

He feels miles better now, but you’re beaming at him and it makes his brain feel all fuzzy all over again. You bend down to grab the leftover materials and stick them out towards him. “For your leg. On the house.”

“Thank you,” he replies simply. He takes them from your hands, with a smirk hidden away from you. It’s such a measly offering. The box of dressings is practically empty, the gauze is tiny and already unraveling in his hands. But he’s feeling an electric current rush through his limbs and spark a fire in his chest all the same.

“Yeah…” As if a lightbulb ticks on over your head, your eyes brighten and your smile is wider, if that was even possible. “While you’re here,” you start, turning away from him and towards the counter to retrieve your phone. “My friend Peter, he um…he’s never gonna believe me, but I wanted to know if—”

The sound of the overhead bell makes you whip your head back around to see the bodega is completely empty. No evidence of any wounded superhero barging in after hours besides the bloodied floor. Before you can feel dejected, the reality settles in once more.

You just saved The Spiderman from bleeding out in your store on a random Tuesday night.

Peter is never going to believe you when you tell him.

[lxdymoon0357]

The three main male characters of Novel Miss Not Sidekick and yandere who are love enemies? *I forgot their names- hehe* If it's too much, you can change the request however you want!

(god fucking job!!! My first request for my favorite manhwa!!! I love this!)

Yandere! Male leads X Reader HCs

Rondemio De Helone

♕You were probably Ibelin’s friend and you both were students in the empire, you both were invited to the crown prince’s ball, but Ibelin being herself didn’t wanted to participate, but instead read a fucking book….Like who reads a book at a banquet or ball?!

♕But, due to this she caught the crown prince’s eye as he walked towards you; you immediately recognized him and bowed, because you decided to educate yourself about this place, and knew about the nobles and royals here, as your dear friend didn’t even glance his way….She was always like this towards everyone, including you, she never really showed any affection or anything a friend would, but you were used to this…….

♕But, there was a certain someone whom you both got a bit attached to, your dear friend latte, who was certainly the funniest person you ever met. You learnt that when you three were at Ibelin’s place, when the prince was there and she referred to a rabbit as a beast trying to attack you, this was the first time the prince actually acknowledged you both, which was noted considering Ibelin always caught the attention of everyone she met, making the person often forget other people standing with her.

♕He stared at you for some time and after you waving your hand in front of his face, making him come out of a trance, he immediately smiled warmly at you before apologizing to you three with a blush on his face before you three took your leave.

♕When Ibelin catches on the fact that he’s fallen out of love for her and developed an obsession of you, she’s gonna confront you about it and that’s when she starts to insult you and slapped you, before the crown prince (who was visiting you) got to the situation, he escorted her out and put her in a dungeon before torturing her over a matter of time before killing her.

♕Okay, let’s do a time skip to when he kidnaps you, because otherwise it’s just how he met you scenario……. He kidnapped you due to the friendship you formed with his sister, Lady Rosealia, she invited you to have tea with her and her brother, she left for a minute when you finished your tea for a few minutes, giving the drug in your tea the perfect amount of time to work and make your faint, then he asks his most loyal guards to take you to a room prepared just for you, where no one else is allowed.

♕After his kidnapping, he would show you so much affection, it feels like you both are married, not to worry he made the rumor that you ended up going back to your continent because you had fallen in love with someone and decided to marry them. Nobody is gonna find you….

♕ He keeps you in a soundproof room, so nobody can hear you scream or shout nor the banging on the door because your shackled to you the bed, it lets you roam around the room but not to the door and balcony which is sealed tight

♕ Rondemio bring  many gifts and writes many love letters to remind you of him, when���s not there, he’s left you so many books, mostly Latte’s many bimors and sometimes Rosealia comes to visits you because well her brother allows you, she is also partly a yandere and thinks it’s for the better of you to stay at the palace..

♕ You and Rosealia often paint pictures while looking out the balcony and talk about random things, Rosealia tells you all about things around outside and gossips with you all the time. And most of the time, Rosealia makes you listen to her ideas for bimors, she tells you all the troupe of a cheesy Dom and tsundere sub and intimidating sub and sunshine Dom and whatever stirs up in her mind

♕ You and Rosealia have matching friendship necklaces, hairbands, rings, bracelets, anklets and so much more, because well Rosealia is a clingy friend and her brother is quite happy you get along with her, you have many matching jewellery.

♕ Dating Rondemio is also partly dating Rosealia, because ain’t no way does she leaves her brother’s S/Os alone, she becomes very close friends with them, and if she doesn’t approve of them, Rondemio drops them, well, in this case if she doesn’t approve of you, you both won’t see each-other again, let me tell you, she’s an entertaining person..

♕ She tells you cheesy stories, brings you games, books, fruits, sweets, teas, cakes, snacks, and so much more, she had matching outfits with you as well, one outfit matching her aesthetic and one matching your aesthetic, it looks adorable, but sometimes it’s too much and it feels like you were kidnapped by her instead of Rondemio.

♕ Rondemio doesn’t punish you badly, maybe starving you, or leaving you in a dark locked room for days or maybe killing one of your friends, mostly that, he isn’t too much of a yandere, very devoted and care-free, nothing too extreme.

♕ Rondemio honestly kills every man who you look at or who look at you, or anyone in fact, he will kill them, he praises you so much, basically worshipping you and that stuff, but nothing too extreme, he brings you gifts, whether they be large diamonds or tiny flowers!

Kenneth Esbande

✠ Kenneth’s love story starts because you were a friend of Latte and you both annoyed the shit out of him and until he starts falling out of love with Ibelin.

✠ He became a close friend even though you were social distancing with each-other. You were annoying to him, but still very close to him, you would often help him train his sword-fighting when he realized his feelings for you one day, when you fell and he caught and you both fell over with him laying over you, when he didn’t feel chill upon touching you.

✠ He would be able to touch Ibelin, but that reduced slowly-slowly, when he started gaining feelings for you, he wouldn’t be able to touch her without feeling disgusted and violated and feeling as though spiders were crawling over him.

✠ Slowly he didn’t realize how strong his feelings got, until he saw you walking around with Ibelin, when she caught his eye and she excitedly waved at him only for her to be ignored because you walked over and greeted him sweetly with a pretty smile.

✠ Ibelin tried to insult you and she died….:P sad for her, but anyways she was mad because he was meant to be hers and she liked his attention and you were taking away the attention from her even though she wasn’t gonna choose him, it was very annoying….Kenneth stabbed her multiple times and she died…

✠ Kenneth visited Latte the next day for advice, because well though he was bearing her, he couldn’t deny that she didn’t give good advice, she helped him understand his feelings better but he didn’t tell her about the things he stole from your bedroom and how he stalks you or has someone do that nearly every day…

✠ Kenneth also saw you with Latte and he honestly did hunt a huuuuuge animal for you, probably the largest one and confessed then and there and you became the lady/lord/grace of the hunt.

✠ Kenneth really often puts gifts in your room as he stalks you and puts his name as “Secret Admirer” you know the usual and his gifts though they may seem nice at first glance take a dark turn in a matter of seconds, like a knife but with a handle which is filled with the blood of you latest suitor who went missing or maybe a beating box which is beating because of a literal heart…..

✠ Once Latte puts in the law of stopping all those advances to Kenneth, he will finally confess, does not matter if you’d reject him or accept him as either way you’ll be kidnapped by him the next day and kept in a room for a few weeks which is supplied with food and water every few hours or whenever you ask for it.

✠ Kenneth for somebody who pretends to hate being teased I mean, he’d never find it endearing, unless it’s you whose teasing him and annoying him, you can poke his cheeks, pinch him, pull his hair and bite his shoulders as a form of love language, he will always find it loving and endearing and what not

✠ Kenneth would love to do your hair and he WILL do it, because you’re gonna be restrained and what are you gonna do, fight back, when you don’t have hands? I mean they’re tied but you can’t feel your hands so you’re basically decapitated and can’t use your hands.

✠ Definitely makes the maid clean around and talk around with you, you enjoy it and so you end up helping them most of the times and he feel like he’s married to you as he helps you and the maids clean around the place and then he gives  higher pay to the maids for continuing this thing you help them and he gets to not only keep an eye on you but also feel like a husband to you.

✠ Kenneth despite being the youngest duke of the entire empire, is very lonely because no person actually becomes friends with him for the sake of friendship, people earn many social benefits from being close to him and so when you and Latte come into his life, you weren’t afraid to tell what you both thought and that is what drew him closer to you. He is afraid you will leave him and he will be lonely again…

✠ Kenneth very much makes sure that everything is to your liking, dresses, tea, biscuits, flowers, rain, lights, temperature of the atmosphere, the book ending, bed, blanket, the amount of rice in your plate, the crystals of salt put into the food, and what not, he’s there to fix everything in case anything wrong happens.

✠ He brings you so many gifts, it’s tiring keep a tack of them and he also goes to Latte for advice on you, does not matter what she says, he will not let you go and he will surely do not reveal how he keeps you chained up, but he will ask how he should get gifts to his lover who is upset with him

Arwin Hebrim

☠ Arwin Hebrim, he is such a sweet asshole, kills everyone he can but yeah, anyways he saw you with Latte, and yeah he found you interesting when you tried beating him up for annoying you cause you didn’t give a shit about being alive and you decided Arwin should be taught that the world doesn’t revolve around him (it does, it probably does….)

☠ Yeah, he ended up falling for you and became possessive and obsessive because he knew how hard the world is and so he slowly gives you gifts of appreciation but they all are for stalking and watching you throughout the day, he is just worried for his spouse that’s all, it is bad for him to not be worried for the one he loves the most?? :<

☠ Arwin actually gifted you a doll similar to Latte, but yours had cameras in it and it showed him what you were doing every day, anywhere, all the time, does not matter! He is watching you as your stalker, and when he knows you’re deep asleep, he will come, maybe put you under a spell of deep sleep for some time while he cuddles, kisses, squeezes you or strokes your hair, he does not care, I mean what are people gonna do? Arrest him? Kill him? Banish him?? He can kill, end and remake the whole universe, because of how strong he is….

☠ Arwin when he kidnapped you, to say is kind of a sweetheart, the only person he allows himself to be vulnerable to is you, he would do anything, praises you and buys you treats and this scares the shit out of you more than when he is being angry…..Because who the fuck has taken over his BODY?! THE FUCK?! It’s fine though, he gets you your favourite desserts and snacks and fried foods!!!!

☠ He also loves to leaves hickeys on your thighs while you sleep your ass off, don’t ask why….He will blame it on the bedbugs, but red-purple hickeys some in the shape of a cat’s paw are littered on your back, neck, thighs MOST IMPORTANTLY, and chest….he does it because he finds your skin to be plushy and pudgy…

☠ Oh and the moment someone takes your attention, they don’t exist anymore, depends on how much you talk about them, you talk amazingly about them, they die a horrible death, you talk how they hurt you, they die a horrible death, you talk shit about them cause they’re annoying, they die normally, you like them as a friend, they die normally, you don’t know them, they die normally, people are gonna die anyways, so don’t mention them….JUST DON’T!

☠ Oh, Arwin would buy you literally whatever you desire, the moon, another galaxy, someone’s black coloured heart, seven eyes balls, or anything you want, he is ready to get it for you!! Arwin is a very gift giving type of yandere, I mean all my yandere are, ngl…

☠ He will make you watch him practice spells and you’re the mistress/master of the Arcane tower as well, so you’re under the eye of everybody, everybody knows about you and they’ve been told not to help you��.not like anybody could…

☠ Anyways, Arwin is fucking obsessed, he spent a whole week AWAKE enchanting gifts for you and is always there to make sure he’s immune to all the spells he put into your gifts, so you can’t and won’t attack him, that will hurt his heart!!  Also he makes sure you like his gifts, if you don’t, he can always replace it, give him a whole day to enchant it like crazy…

☠ If you try to fight back using magic or being physical, he finds you to be so cute like a kitten trying to fight a plushies, all you’re gonna achieve from doing that is being stuck in Arwin’s grip and lap for a few hours as he cuddles you, pulls you into make out sessions or plays around with you….It’s pretty nice, ngl…

☠ Oh, also for some reason, I think maybe he will make sure all your lipsticks or tinted lip-glosses are not gonna be transfer proof, cause so when he kisses you, it leaves marks on him, he wears them sometimes as well, only to leave multiple marks on you at every fragment of skin present on you!

☠ Arwin is also a pretty amazing husband and a sweetheart, only to you though, he would give you enchanted gifts to know you’re whereabouts every second of day, how you’re feeling through like a ring which has a matching pair he’s wearing or something or maybe something which shows how you’re health is, etc…I can’t elaborate and won’t elaborate.

☠ You're mainly under the eyes of Memoria and Arobrock, cause he's probably the only one Arwin trusts enough to not give you a migraine and also open up a bit!! He doesn't trusts Berrylreed and Straighbov.....nor anyone else, cause everyone is crazy!!!

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World Champions | Artwork for World Champions by TheDefenestrator by TheDefenestrator, art by Blurb_brain

Fandom: The King's Avatar | 全职高手

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Category: Gen

Words: 71 944

At the end of season 4 of the Glory Pro Alliance, the government finally receives the information it has been waiting for: The other players have caught up. Or, In which Glory has been a government recruitment ploy for remote-piloted mecha operators all along.

About the Book

FONTS: Mundo Serif, Azonix [dafont], Segoe UI Symbol

IMAGES: Illustration by Blurb_brain [AO3]; cover image by NASA ID: 440611 [Rawpixel]; Planet Earth background ID: 6331593 [Rawpixel]; Circuit lines background ID: 3117935 [Rawpixel]; endpapers' image by Eric Eastman [Unsplash]; Swoksaar, Desert Dust, Lord Grim, Vaccaria, and Cloud Piercer [The King's Avatar Wikia]

MATERIALS: regular printer paper (8.5"x11", 96 bright, 20lb), 80pt bookboard, Iris Bookcloth (colour: Black Pearl), Neenah cardstock (8.5"x11", bright white, 65lb), waxed linen thread (white, 30/3 size), embroidery floss (shades 3750, 350, 3845, 370), leather cording (1.9mm diameter), Reeves’ acrylic paint (Mars Black, Phthalo Blue, Titanum White), Americana acrylic paint (glow in the dark), ph neutral pva glue (Books by Hand)

PROGRAMS USED: Typeset in Affinity Publisher, cover/title page/endpapers designed in Affinity Designer/Photo, QR codes generated with LibreOffice Writer, PDF arranged for printing with Bookbinder-JS

BINDING STYLE: quarto, case bound (slightly rounded, with oxford hollow, forgot to use tapes)

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Fenes' "Glory's tech isn't handwaved" AU. This was great! Funny and creative, and I'm both amazed and full of admiration for Fenes' ability to juggle so many characters.

I was feeling excited and ambitious with this one. Tried some new fun things (double core endbands, painted edges) and used some new equipment (a lying press).

The Text

TITLE/HEADINGS FONT: Azonix says 'SciFi' to me, it's a bold, non-serif, sleek font.

BODY FONT: Mundo Serif, it's a decent serif body font I haven't used before. Felt like it worked with Azonix.

SCENE BREAKS: a special character in Segoe UI Symbol of a black & white icon of Earth, the globe showing Asia.

TYPESETTING: Finished typesetting the fic, left document open on my laptop, laptop's battery failed, file now crashes immediately upon reopening, issue persists with copied versions of file (；￣Д￣) . Thankfully I had a backup file for the typeset with the barebones of the text, so I didn't have to restart from scratch...

Title Page

My thinking: it takes place in space, the world's at stake, and it's the dawn of a new horizon for Earth. Glory and the titular champions are represented by Swoksaar, Desert Dust, Lord Grim, Vaccaria, and Cloud Piercer – the captains of what I'd call the 'big 5' teams. A circuitry board background element hints at the tech/mecha nature of the story's competition. It may not match Blurb's art, but I hope I was able to convey some of what the story is about.

The circuitry image is used as decoration throughout the book. I only used the avatars of the top five teams' captains because too many silhouettes would lessen their impact and readability. (Removing the backgrounds was tedious, but worth it.)

Here's what it should have looked like. The test prints for this and the BB art were fine, but I think my inkjet started running out of ink just when I printed the final copies and I didn't reprint them. (Too impatient, really wanted to finish up and read the book)

The Cover

World Champions is another Big Bang fic, and once again I based some of my design choices off of the accompanying artwork. The dominant colours of Blurb_brain's illustration are red and blue-green.

COVER PAPER: For the decorative cover material I used NASA's ASTER image of Poyang Lake. NASA has some really interesting photography some of which remind me of marbled paper, thought it could be interesting. I chose this image of Poyang Lake because 1) it's in China, 2) the colours were similar to Blurb's awesome illustration (fate strikes again, dropping matching images and artwork into my lap!), and 3) NASA is tangentially relevant to the fic, which takes place in space.

BOOKCLOTH: Verona bookcloth in the shade Black Pearl, a lovely dark navy blue colour. Thought it suited the cover paper and title page. (Bought it for this fic specifically, but the colour goes well with almost all of my decorative papers so it should see a lot of use in the future!)

Endpapers

The final decision that held this project at a standstill for two months. In the end I drew inspiration from the matchups against the final opponent in the story. The image I used is a little chaotic and a little too unrelated to identify why I picked it without an explanation, but this book is for me and I know why, so there. (Note that I played around with the colours and cropped the photo.)

Endpaper inspiration: the maps for the matches against the Infilhites

"a long bridge through an enormous tube-like hall, where light seem to come from every side through stained glass windows. It was visually confusing, limited lateral motion" "a warehouse, crates stacked on and beside metal racks that went all the way to the ceiling." "a house of mirrors, fully enclosed to be sure the Infhillte couldn’t fly out of it." "like a volcano, rivers of lava moving sluggishly down a slope, occasional vents of overheated air nearby." "a series of overlapping bridges between halls and stairways, level after level layered over an open abyss."

Trimming & Painting the Edges

Going all out, a 2-for1 deal: the opportunity to use my lying press for the first time and learn a new technique!

TRIMMING: Used a paring chisel and lying press.

CHISEL: The 1.25" wide paring chisel I used was form a modern manufacturer. (Vintage paring chisels are very thin, enough so that you can bend/flex the blade. But don't do that.) It's long and wide blade made it easier to register against the surface of the press for consistent cuts. Looks like this one below from Lee Valley.

LYING PRESS: My dad's project. Solid black walnut, hand carved screws and internal threads — he even made the tools to make the threads too! The jaws of the press are each 3 7/8" wide. It's big and heavy (though much smaller than full-sized professional ones omg), but there's enough of a flat surface to register the chisel against. A thicc boi, much like this one below from Bookbinding Supplies.

PAINTED EDGES: The idea was to have dark navy edges, speckled with white stars. I used acrylic from a tube to paint the edges — tutorials recommended it over liquid bottled acrylic, and I had an old set hanging around. Had to water it down because otherwise the paint just flaked off.

My test of trimming and painting went well. Then the trimmed book itself came out slightly crooked, the paint required significantly more watering-down than before, and the white paint did not want to be both opaque and speckle-able. Unfortunate, but still book-shaped! And now I have an idea of what to do differently next time.

Also, did not like the glow-in-the-dark paint. Looked too translucent in the light when compared to the white acrylic, and needed a thicker coat to be visible in the dark. (The thickness combined with the translucence and base colour kinda reminded me of boogers... Ended up scrapping most of it off, so there's not much left to glow.)

Endbands

Still in the mood to have fun and go all-out, I attempted double-core endbands for the first time.

TUTORIAL: YouTube @ BookbindersChronicle: Bookbinding 101 Sewing Headbands Session 2. Also watched @ DAS Bookbinding's Double-Core Endband // Adventures in Bookbinding, but I personally found Chronicle's closeup video easier to follow.

I used embroidery floss from a 100pk of assorted colours off Amazon, wrapped around a core of 1.9mm leather cording from Michaels. I drew from Blurb_brain's art for the general colours, choosing a dark base, with red, blue-green, and gold. The specific shades were picked to go with the cover.

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marcus

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I hate Marcus with every bone in my body.

{TW: cursing, slight mentions of sex and unedited rant}

I hate group projects because most of the people I would work on said projects wouldn't help. I had to do it all by myself. So when I listened to project meridian and found out what Marcus did and was doing to the asset technically without their knowledge because who the fuck does that. he didn't even ask them if they wanted the code in their body BUT HAD THE NERVE THE FUCKING NERVE TO ASK JAMES IF THEY WANTED THE CODE OUT OF THEIR OWN CODE!!!! like listen here bud you have no right to talk about someone's morality.

you knew from the beginning you were going to go down for everything you were doing. you were supposed to care and teach the asset how to feel things and care for humanity and you were just looking for some horny outlet! You knew nothing about the project except how important it and EVEN WHEN YOU STARTED TO FIGURE OUT THEIR WAS MORE GOING ON!! YOU MADE NO ATTEMPT TO FUCKING STOP!!!

The entire time you were banging the group project you didn't think about what would happen when you eventually got caught? Another thing why would you want someone to be obsessed with you? I understand you were probly lonely and I can and could understand that

(did that mean you had to sleep with fucking Android no.) That doesn't excuse what you did. Hell I understand it (not entirely but somewhat) you developed a crush on what you deemed '' perfect '' Did you have to embed a code that would make them obsessed with you? No, I am quite sure that had you not done that.. you 2 could have had a good relationship even including possible romance. I'm not judging you because of your taste, (I have a big crush on Kayde-6 from Destiny).

because everyone likes what they like.. my problem is how you went about it. Like were you not thinking with the right head? Hell, all you knew was that you would get fired. I'll admit maybe you actually hoped nothing would go wrong (I DON'T HOW YOU WOULD THINK THAT. WITH FUCKING OBSESSION BUT HERE WE ARE ) did you ever think about what was gonna happen if and when they found out (let's be real here.. Asset wasn't trying to hide shit another thing- asset had an adaptive code.. so by that logic, it was only natural for what's gonna happen (asset is another blog.. for another day cause they're not of the hook))

were you so balls-deep in the android that you forgot about your own coworkers? like what did you think was going to happen to them? after your dirty laundry was out there for everyone to smell?? hmm???? what did you think was going to happen??

i feel like most people would have drawn the line when actively tried to hurt you and force themselves on you (which was not okay.. no matter what you did no one deserves that. ), like James said you knew their override code. you could have stopped this before it became a problem. but you didn't. but let me wrap this up. Marcus is a character I hate no questions at all. ( like seriously.. but what he's written to show and convey it executed well through his character ).. I could and would talk about the other reasons I hate him. but it would end with this being longer than needed as well as I would end up repeating some of the things I said already

TLDR: I hate Marcus but I love the way he was written

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The Lament of Erebus || Chapter 2: The silent plea

Summary:

They appeared in the dead of night, ripping people out of their homes and lives, only leaving scattered clothes fluttering in the wind. There was nothing else left of the missing people.  OR Midoriya Izuku is quirkless, despite his protests, despite the feeling churning in his insides. It seems like fate has a cruel way to show its affection, as this lead to a social death sentence. And he has lived like that all his life. That is until society began to shift, creatures of the night swallowing people residing in the dark. The question is, what is the connection between them and Izuku?

Wordcount: 3.5k

Read it on AO3 || Masterlist

Tags/CW:

Minor Characters Death, Abuse of Power (Government), Censorship, Isolation, Alternative Universe, Kidnapping, Witness Protection, slightly illegal activities, Midoriya has a quirk, Panic attack

Note:

I know i said i'm on break, but i posted it on ao3 days ago and i just remembered to post it here oops, anyway, enjoy lolol

Sometimes people think everything might be their fault, that the consequences of their actions finally caught up to them. I reckon Izuku was such a person. After all, he was considered the weird, quirkless Deku. Yes, like his hero idolisation the name Deku seems like a fixture in every possible variation of himself. Due to his so-called weirdness, his uncanny vibes, people blamed him for everything, he brings bad karma, the spirits follow him or any other variation of the same spiel. A try to explain whatever was going on. Poor Izuku didn't have any other choice but to accept these baseless accusations, taking the blame for everything and everyone. Even if whatever was about to come, was not his fault, no, he was just unfortunate enough to be there at the wrong time.

Now, enough with that, we need to focus on Izuku, to understand the story properly.

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There was something going on, Izuku knew, but he had no idea what exactly. The government just implemented that nightly lockdown, no one was allowed to step outside if the sun had set, unless they were accompanied by a hero. But even then, they would get a hefty fine, for allegedly obstructing justice. Which didn't make sense to him, after all the heroes were supposed to help people! Especially if it was true that the nightly crime rates really have been rising. And this reason didn't make sense either. If the crime rate really got that high to be a risk to the population, there would have been any kind of early indication or any kind of statistics. But Izuku didn't encounter any of this in all his nightly deep dives into the forums and, sue him, the police archives.

No one could blame him for distrusting the information they had been given. There was something else going on and he wanted to know what. But every question and answer to this particular topic vanished from every forum, even in the ones specifically for conspiracies. He knew, because he looked and dug, but everything was gone. Even if he finally found someone wondering and asking the same thing, he couldn't do anything but watch as the question got deleted in front of his eyes.

He groaned with frustration as it happened again. Once again he lost some discussion about the current events. He even forgot to note the name of these people in hopes to contact them later on again. The need to bang his head against the table slowly grew with each post lost. Was this how losing the library of Alexandria felt like?

But he didn't have time to despair just yet, his mother was calling him for breakfast, and who was he to ignore her? So he shut his laptop down, softly closing it before emerging from his room, almost forgetting his bag.

Letting his schoolbag lean against the table he took a seat. In front of him a plate with toast and jelly and peanut had been put, with some orange juice to the side. With a bright smile he thanked his wonderful mother before digging in. He allowed for the crunch and the sweetness to distract him from his conspiracies for at least a moment. Of course he wouldn't call them conspiracies, but we all know they were, as none of them were even close to the truth.

After finishing his quick meal, he slung his back over his shoulders and gave his mother a goodbye kiss. He didn't let his weariness show until he was out of the door and turned at least once around a corner. He slowly grew tired of his middle school, the whispers and isolation starting to take a bigger toll on him than he would have anticipated. Some tiny sliver of hope told him to wait for something to happen, for something to turn his life around. And he grabbed that hope with desperate hands, with all the weights of his shadow. Maybe that was a reason for him to go looking for some kind of explanation or possible future events, even if it meant filling his brain with baseless rumors and conspiracies. Like that one about undergro-

Something pushed his shoulder, taking his balance away, leaving him stumbling. But he didn't fall down. Probably due to his increased agility or because he started working out the tiniest bit. In truth the shadows hung deep over his ankles, grounding him. But that was something he wasn't supposed to know yet, so his reasoning had to suffice.

He turned around to look for the perpetrator, but they had already left the scene. He should've expected that. People loved to push him, acting as if he wasn't just there, as if he didn't exist for them at all. That was why he was so accustomed to living on the edge, to barely exist. He was only protecting his body, if he couldn't even shield his mind from that silent torment.

With a soundless sigh he turned, almost slithering into his classroom, trying to avoid getting noticed. Before anyone could even raise their heads, he already sat in his place, pulling his notebook out of his bag. In this universe he never had to worry about his belongings getting taken away, his bubble too big for any bully to dare walking up to him, he was too unnerving for no reason, his existence in their periphery already sending shivers down their throats.

He opened the book to his new entry, 'The change of Hero Society'. A little dramatic, but for Izuku everything about heroes represented a far away world, every little change seemed like a myth.

With nimble fingers he took notes in bullet point form, trying to put everything from that one lost post before he could even dare to forget it. The possibility of the boogeyman returning, the strengthening of the yakuza and if there was any power struggle wrangling underneath society. Any of these possibilities had some kind of potential to unleash havoc upon them, in multiple ways and forms. But even if he put down every reason the current events could be connected to any of these reasons, he felt like missing something. Something was pulling him, whispering to him, wrong, wrong, wrong. So even if everything made sense, nothing clicked for him. He felt almost like pulling on loose, interconnected strings, like trying to grasp into delusive shadows.

He almost missed the start of the lesson, but even if he didn't pay attention, the teacher would not warn him. They barely managed to talk to him, so keen on ignoring him. He had in fact to teach himself the subjects, his questions receiving no answers from the teacher. At least they didn't grade him unfairly, and he supposed they were too afraid of repercussions if he failed due to their incompetence. And studying the subjects on his own turned out to be pretty fun, as long as he had time to look into everything as much as he liked.

Still, he tried to pay attention to class, to show some respect to his elders, and to know what the next topic could be. At least he looked like listening. Yet, his thoughts were still trying to dig into the dark, into this feeling of wrongness he has been getting lately.

Before he knew it, the day was over, without anyone even calling his name, even batting an eye at him. And he packed his bag, his notebooks heavy in them, filled with wrong knowledge and yet.

His way home turned out to be unspectacular, even if he felt like his feet floated over the ground. The whispers urged him forward, run, run, run. And for some reason he resisted. There was no reason for him to run, was there? His home would be where it had been that morning, it wouldn't move. His mother worked, maybe at home, didn't she? Yes, today was her usual home office day. So everything should be in order.

Still, for some reason he couldn't help but hurry, the usual weight on his ankles gone for this one moment, the shadows trying to push him, and yet.

And yet it wasn't enough. It never would have been enough.

He stopped in front of the door. Standing ajar, jarring him to the darkness of his bones. His mother would never allow the door to stay open, there was no reason for that but to invite unwanted shadows and guests in.

His breath got caught in the depth of his lungs, choking him for a moment. There was something wrong, wrong, wrong, and he should have been faster, run, run, run.

Hesitancy made his fingers tremble pushing the door open. But he didn't dare to look into his home yet. There was no reason not to, everything was fine, wasn't it?

Yes, everything was going the way it was supposed to, but that didn't necessarily mean it was fine. Eventually, everything would be fine, but everything needed to lead there first.

He finally stepped into the space he once occupied with his mother. Or at least that was what it was supposed to be. His recognition of the simplest thing failed and he didn't dare take another step.

The blue vase, mother's favorite, had shattered, its corpse laying in dust on every corner of the place.

For some reason he grabbed his phone, dialing the police. He didn't understand why either. He just pressed the phone to his ears, letting it ring and echo in his head. The moment the line clicked and someone asked him about what happened, he started babbling.

"My… my mother's vase, it broke. I- I don't know how…", his voice creaked and a gasp fled his lips, allowing for the sobs to lodge free.

The person on the other side didn't belittle him, rather they calmly asked for his address, staying on the line with him until someone arrived. And even then, they talked with him, trying to distract him from the state of the place, from the state of his mind. They only bid goodbye to him once they were sure he wasn't alone anymore.

A hand had been put onto his shoulder, bringing his attention to the crouching police officer in front of him.

"Hey buddy. I'm sorry that this happened to you. Do you mind coming to the police station to explain everything to you?", he asked with a soft voice, almost like talking to a frightened animal.

And maybe he was, his whole body felt jittery, almost like it wanted him to bolt immediately. But the heaviness had returned, grounding him somewhat. So he nodded, taking the offered hand to stand up and follow him to the car.

He didn't speak, didn't dare to even think about what could have happened. He just stayed silent, counting every blue car on the way to the station.

Arriving at the station meant to sit and wait. To sit with something to drink between his too cold fingers, and to wait for the adults to finally talk to him, to explain the situation properly for him. Because for Izuku, it didn't feel real, not until someone saw the same thing and mentioned him. He was refusing to accept the possibilities until someone confirmed it with him. But what kind of adult would tell a child, barely a teenager, the harsh truth? No officer wanted to lay it down on him, but he deserved the truth, as much as it was going to hurt him.

A police officer with black hair and simple features, no mutations, his mind supplied, crouched in front of him.

"Hello Midoriya, my name is Tsukauchi Naomasa, I will be the lead detective in this case. And you might be wondering what case I'm talking about, well…", he took a deep breath, "you mother seems to have been kidnapped and we don't know the reasons or who the perpetrator could be. And while we investigate you would have to be put into witness protection…"

He talked more, but Izuku couldn't listen to him anymore, couldn't process anything he said. His dear mother, gone? And someone ruthlessly took her? He couldn't even protect his own mother, he was a weakling, a Deku. A whimper escaped him and the tears already stained his sleeves once again. He won't ever be enough, couldn't even save his own mother.

He felt the arms of the officer around his twitching shoulders, letting him cry his pain out, leaving an aching hole in his lungs. He already missed her so much, his bones creaking her name.

After he was empty, Tsukaushi-san repeated the latter part, the part he missed while drowning. They were going to put him into witness protection, he was going to live with a hero. The thought should have been exciting, he was going to live with a real hero! He could learn so many things from them. And yet it wasn't enough. Maybe heroes would never be enough if his mother wasn't by his side.

In the end he didn't have any choice but to agree with whatever they were planning with him. A police officer would once again return with him to the apartment, it wasn't his home anymore, no, to collect some of his stuff, if unscathed. That was how he had to return once again, driven by a police officer, and he could have been the same one, but he didn't remember and he didn't care.

In front of the steps, he hesitated for a small moment, not wanting to crush the shards of the vase any further. To avoid breaking them, he calculated his steps, only looking at his feet until he stopped in front of the door of his room. What used to be his room. He peeked inside, nothing out of order. A stark contrast to the living room. No broken vases, no shards. Almost like a limbo, unchanging, stuck in time.

He was scared everything would rupture once he stepped inside, but he had no other choice. His feet slowly dragged him into the room, the air stale, he forgot to open a window before leaving. He didn't open one now either. Just grabbed the first bag he found and filled it with anything. Some things were not necessary but some things? To some things he had emotional attachments. And in this situation he needed those more than anything.

After ensuring that he had packed truly everything, especially his identifying papers and cards, he joined the officer outside. Even if the police would take those for safekeeping, he would rather have them on his person, at least until they hand him his new, shiny identity.

Once again he climbed into the police car. He began to grow weary of traveling with the car. At least the officer wasn't driving him back to the station, but rather to the first available hero. He wondered if he was going to get passed around in shifts, or if he was staying at one place with the same hero. Either way, he was stuck. They were taking his freedom away and it was for his safety. Because he couldn't do it himself, he was too useless, too weak, too weird.

Before he knew it, they had arrived. Hopefully for the last time he climbed out of the car. In front of him was a big building, resembling a luxurious hotel of some sort. Everything was clean, shiny and bright, and apparently safe. There was even someone to greet them at the entrance.

They didn't enter yet, they weren't allowed to do so, the hero had to pick Izuku up. So he waited while the officer made whatever call needed to get rid of him at last. He understood that sentiment, that was how everyone treated him, everyone but his mother. But that was over. He had to get accustomed to never having that sort of comfort ever again. Even from the people supposed to give him safety and comfort.

They both were lucky. The hero didn't take long to come down, looked like he had been in his home at that moment. And even if Izuku's feelings towards heroes were slightly numbed, he couldn't help himself but get a little excited. Because even if his hair wasn't in that complicated hairdo, he recognized the haircolor and of course the glasses.

Out of any choices, he couldn't believe he hit the jackpot. Present Mic was one of the few heroes to vocally support quirkless and mutated people, despite the discrimination many of them face, even by heroes (most of them didn't comment on such topics, too afraid of any backlash).

He hoped with the depth of his soul that Present Mic wouldn't be put off by him, he didn't know if he could handle such a rejection. So he immediately bowed.

"Good morning, my name is Midoriya Izuku, thank you for having me!", he exclaimed, nervousness and excitement tinting his voice.

"Hello, Midoriya-kun! It's nice to meet you.", Present Mic smiled and bowed slightly, before turning to the officer to discuss some details.

He saw how a package had been exchanged and he was aware what the contents could be. His temporary papers, his new identity. They were going to put some costume on him, acting like it was so easy to get rid of his life, as if the last years were nothing but an act, which could be changed at all times.

He grabbed his green locks, picking on them and letting their color shine in front of his eyes. Were they going to make him change it? Get rid of whatever feature of his mother etched into his very being? He hated that thought. Wasn't losing his mother already enough? Was dusting him of any remains necessary? He scratched his scalp, trying to remind himself that nothing is permanent, yes, once they found his mother everything would go back how it once used to be. He was not stuck with their shallow whims.

A hand on his shoulder brought him back to the person opposite of him, and he wished they would stop touching him like that. Still, he smiled at Present Mic, noticing the absence of the officer.

"Ah! You're back! Let's go inside, Imma explain how this place works.", he grinned and led him inside the building. He seemed so unaffected by him, a stark contrast to everyone else, it surprised him.

Inside he told the portier to allow him in, unless stated otherwise, before striding to the lifts. Izuku was struggling to keep up with his long steps, especially with the added heaviness to his own. But he listened nonetheless. The hero explained the concept of these apartments. The way the security worked and how their privacy was protected. No one could enter without permission and no names exist at the entrance, lest someone sneak a glance at them. He told him how he doubted anyone truly knew everyone living in this complex.

Finally arriving at his apartment, after making sure Izuku had memorized the way just fine, he showed him around. The kitchen, the soon to be shared bathroom, and the guest room, well his room now. Present Mic allowed him to 'go ham' with the decorations and the way he wanted the room to look like. At that moment it only had blue sheets, and bare walls. And he still was thankful for those.

He put his bag onto the bed and followed Yamada-san, the hero told him to use his name (and he tried to comply to his wishes, even if Izuku felt the need to continue calling the man by his hero one) into the living room, sitting on the edge of the couch, burying his feet into the dark underneath.

For some time there was nothing but silence, and then Yamada-san dropped the information, their plan for his safety. He handed him his new identification, his new name, explaining his transfer to a new school, close to his workplace, related to UA. That way they could be there at a moment's notice, as fast as the shadows at night.

He didn't mind the change, still harboring the hope of some friends, or at least classmates who talk to him. And if the school was close to UA, that meant he had the possibility to meet more heroes!

After the hero finished telling him his worktimes and giving him his number, with a new phone of course, he asked what his favorite food was and who his favorite heroes were.

The second question led to a tangent and an in-depth analysis of his top five heroes, which Present Mic belonged to. Said hero didn't seem to mind, rather enjoyed his talking and only interrupted him to ask questions, give him input or when his delivered food arrived.

Digging into the take-out he thought that maybe, maybe this wasn't as bad as he thought it could be. Nothing could replace his mother, of course, but he didn't have to suffer without her, some people still cared, somewhat.

And the same way his heart got a bit lighter, the shadows let go of him, solely dragging his soles, rather than ground his ankles.

[loopscereal]

Random question, but what's your favorite FHS characters (either from the OG show or your rewrite/AU)?

In the original Freddy, Fred, Bonnie, and Bon immediately caught my attention. I saw Freddy and insanely went 'just like me fr', Fred was duel wielding that fun to watch with underlying tragedy, Bonnie was incredibly fun, I loved how fun he was and how snarky he could be super early on. Some of bons lines, a couple of his songs, just really struck my head and made me go wow! I can work with this! So I did, and for those four I feel like I've kept them relatively the same as their OG counterparts? I dunno, I wouldn't be able to tell from here on the inside, but they all have their roots in the original, pieces I took, pieces i rejected, things i twisted and amplified. Its fun! If you want me to talk about a specific character, I reeeeeeally like how we changed up Golden. Neither of us particularly like canon Golden, so we changed them up. Here is a summary of what I'll be talking about below the cut lmao.

They are still rich, they are not the insane 1% drinking out of gold chalices or whatever, but they are very well off, they are super comfortable. Could have had the opportunity to go to a private school of choice types. Anyways uhhh. Golden, their full name is Golden Belmonte, we gave them nonbinary they/them swag, and then we gave them some more interests and a different family background!! they are Ecuadorian, and the bear they are reflects that.

They are an Andes bear, also known as a spectacles bear or oso de anteojos! It looked like (to me) the spectacles bear had a star shaped pattern on its chest, so I gave Golden a star shaped birth mark. Anyways, this bear is very small. And in comparison to what you normally picture a bear as, they are t i n y, they are smaller than a person (while down on all four paws, they are below the average humans waist.) And with much softer hair as well. Golden reflects both these qualities. They have soft hair and have a different, much rounder and softer build in contrast to all the other bears. Fred/dy, Toddy, Deuz, and Fede all have much bigger, broader, square-er builds.

^ for facial comparison between all the bears. Please ignore how i forgot Golden's eyebrows. (yeah we completely changed Fede, sue me) Visually, we changed Golden's expression range and hairstyle. The hair re-do was done by me, inspired by 50s/60s women hairstyles. I was particularly inspired by Marilyn Monroe, purely visually, and in reference to that, Golden sometimes paints a little Monroe beauty mark on themselves. I also made their hair curly, and kept that odd little asymmetrical/ side-swept (?) thing the original has going on. My best friend Pia changed up their expression range, making them much less expressive. Very little facial expressions, but that does but mean emotionless! Their vocal tone is the same, very little emotion conveyed. Very flat, very monotone, all that. Golden certainly has the ability to push out and present tone and expression, but that would take effort, they just naturally don't. They also have eye-bags naturally,and always have their head tilted to the side Golden is in the student council, very efficient, on top of all their work, lends a hand to anyone who asks, they're academically smart, but bad at social queues. Autism swag.

Genuinely though, they're autistic. They're quite blunt and literal either don't make eye-contact at all or stare directly into your eyes without breaking the hold, they stim by: > bobbing on their tippy-toes, > holding their arms completely parallel to their sides clench their fists then fan out their hand then repeat the motion, > applying pressure to themselves by stepping on their own feet and clasping their hands together or, again, clenching their fists, > doing a sort of 'banging' motion with their arms, as if you're hitting something with your fists, idk how else to describe it lol they also fidget mindlessly with things like drawstrings of a sweater and hold their arms in the t-rex position by default.

Anyways their special interest is architecture, they love it. They also have a special interest on Pokemon, and they enjoying singing and dancing. Their favorite Pokemon is Mimikyu. They are friends with Spring, and got them both matching sweaters. Springs was Pikachu and their own was Mimikyu. They're also open to being social and making friends, especially if they can talk with people about their interests. Here's a shitty concept comic about it

Their family life. Woooooo! It's not a straight forward issue. Lol. Okay so, their family is very close knit, at least in concept. They all share ownership of a company while running different subsections as individuals. Their whole company is a sort of culture center. Some family members sell traditional Ecuadorian, Venezuelan, and Colombian clothing. Others sell food, sweets, ingredients, or teach history, culture and customs. Joy and Golden learned how to sing and dance from this! They started dancing with from learning traditional dances and songs, doing duets and partnered dancing with each other since childhood. Yeah. So, family is pretty rich and well off cause it's multiple people under the same company all accumulating and sharing wealth, always there for each-other n such. There's probably more about this i missed, but I'll reblog this and add more if its something significant. ANYWAYS. Thanks for the ask, and I could totally talk about more characters we changed and added intent to but this is long enough as is. I hope this was a satisfactory and understandable response, sorry if its messy as hell. It's cause id how to explain anything ever lol THANKS AGAIN FOR THE ASK!!!!!!!!

[wjehfshs]

I forgot to take my meds so I’m gonna do some silly short imagines/scenarios with COD and DBH characters x reader

Warnings??: swearing. Cringe and uncreative :3, but I’m having fun so… reader being chaotic and silly

Mentions of smoking/cigars at one point and blood at one point but not too bad

A really fucked up looking cake made by reader and Connor

Somewhat Connor x reader

Price being basically the dad of everyone

Hank and Connor being the best father son duo

Hank kinda being a father figure overall

Hank also creating an abomination

OOC Connor??? Sorta??? Idk if headcanons about Deviant Connor count as OOC we don’t really see much of Deviant Connors personality.

COD imagines

Reader: who’s got their hands on their favourite food and they’re devouring it (may or may not be inspired by me at dinner earlier today)

Everyone else: looking on in fear and awe, their food basically untouched as reader is basically oblivious to the world

Soap: “Jesus fuckin Christ lad/lass, could ya slow down?! It’s givin’ me a stomach ache just looking at ya”

Reader: who stops dead in their tracks, food stuffed in their mouth as they are mid chew, fork with more food on it held up in midair as if they are about to take another bite. And they start slowly chewing again as they slowly descend back into their episode of shovelling food down their throat

Soap: “that’s fuckin it, bloody hell im eatin in my room” as he picks up his plate and walks off

Reader: walking back inside with a plastic tub that seems to be wet and heavy.

Price: “what have you done this time.”

Reader: “noooothing” they smile a little to themselves as they try to conceal their laughter

Price: “let me look in the tub. Now.”

Reader: backing off not wanting to make him angry.

Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Rudy, Alejandro, and Graves: All siting peacefully in the main area.

Price: in the background “Why the fuck did you bring a fucking baby Shark inside?!”

Ghost: covered in glitter, absolutely pissed beyond belief “would you like to tell me why there was a bucket of glitter sat on top of my door?!”

Reader: “well that’s actually a funny story you see…” starts booking it in the opposite direction

Ghost: chasing after them at full speed, still covered in glitter, leaving a glitter trail behind him.

Everyone: very confused as to why there is a glitter trail eventually leading to a locked door with a glitter covered Ghost banging on it with reader crying/laughing behind it out of both fear and it being the funniest shit they have seen all day

COD headcanons

I like to imagine Gaz really likes Beyoncé so if he’s ever put on cleaning duty he will wait until everyone’s asleep and he’ll listen to Beyoncé with his headphones on while cleaning, he’s definitely been caught a couple times by Price or Graves or something. He never lived it down but it still didn’t stop his love for Beyoncé.

Soap really loves olives, like, REALLY loves them so much so to the point where every time they get a supply of Olives they have to lock them away so Soap doesn’t take them too his room and eat them all in one sitting (side note: I hate olives, I really fucking hate olives)

Ghost likes hello kitty because it reminds him of the softer things in life (which he doesn’t really get to see much I can imagine) so back at home he has a bunch of hello kitty stuff such as plushies all placed neatly on his bed along with some other stuff like bed sheets, but he refuses to take any of it with him on missions even if he can keep it in his room in the Barracks because he’s just so scared that if the Barracks get attacked his plushies will either get dirty/bloody or straight up “injured” and he just loves them too much to let that happen, just quietly he thinks if that where to ever happen his entire world would fucking crumble in front of him (self inserting myself a bit bc I love my plushies this much too and I love hello kitty)

Price although he smokes cigars he knows how it can make Gaz worry (worried son moment frfr) so he’s trying to stop so he’s taken up chewing a shit load of gum. He will sneak in an occasional cigar if he gets too stressed out on a mission. He just needs that relief for a second but he swears he’ll stop next time (he doesn’t).

Soap likes to collect bath toys, ever since he got his nickname “Soap” he’s taken a liking to collecting bath toys (specifically rubber ducky’s) whenever he’s back at home.

Graves is a full blown homosexual but he’s too scared to admit it so he denies it every time.

DBH imagines

Hank: getting home after reader and Connor (deviant Connor, sorry I really only write deviant Connor bc he holds a special place in my heart and any kind of Connor hurts me) get a day off “Hey im homeeee…”

Reader: covered in flour and butter

Connor: the ends of his fingers are charred black a bit from the oven and he has icing bits in his hair

Reader and Connor collectively: “We made you a cake! :D”

The cake in question:

Hank: literal fucking tears in his eyes out of pure terror and stress. “…Thanks guys, I’m not. I’m not hungry right now but I’ll eat it later” as he slowly shuffles to his room with a shell shocked look on his face.

Connor and Reader: Looking at each other with the stupidest and biggest smile on their faces.

(This is inspired by a tik tok audio)

Connor: who’s deviant but is still used to being a machine so he analyses every single little thing. He walks up to reader. “You’re hair smells different today, did you use a different shampoo?”

Reader: slowly turning around with a scared smile on their face. “That’s actually really… creepy”

Connor: (in his head) “creepy? Am I. Creepy?” But on the outside he looks like he’s on the verge of tears

Reader: who sees his expression and immediately hugs him just to assure him they’re not mad just giving him a heads up that it’s kinda weird, they still love him tho (either platonically or romantically)

Hank: in the kitchen making something

Connor: “Hey Hank, what are you making?” As he makes the mistake, the traumatic life changing mistake of looking in the pot

Hank: who’s boiling fucking raw chicken with nothing but hot water. “Chicken.” He says bluntly as he cleans up and puts the chicken on the plate and eats it while it’s completely unseasoned and practically raw

Connor: from the sheer shock of the encounter he goes into overload and he’s getting warning systems all over telling him sometimes wrong

Reader: who has to sit Connor down as they try not to gag from Hanks creation he dares to call a “meal”

DBH headcanons

Neither Hank nor Connor can cook for shit so 90% of the time it’s either microwaveable food or take out for Hank.

Since Connor turned Deviant he developed social anxiety but when he’s around people such as Hank or reader he’s so silly, he gets so stupid and funny it’s so cute to see him like that (I want to squeeze him and put him in my pocket then have him surgically inserted into my heart permanently I love him so much)

Connors autistic

Hanks Bi

Connors Pansexual

Connor and Hank so father son activities such as play catch outside and walk Sumo (with reader ofc)

Hank had his house renovated to have an extra room put in for Connor (and if you also want to live there an extra room for you but if your romantically in a relationship with Connor you would probably just have a bed put in Connors room and Connor, although he doesn’t need sleep, he’ll go into sleeping mode with you on the bed as you two cuddle)

Connor saved up enough money to buy a phone so once he got it all set up the camera roll is just filled with pictures of Sumo, other dogs he saw in public while out, him and Hank taking selfies, Hank who once got drunk and stole his phone and took pictures of himself, you and Connor selfies, (if you two are romantically together, sometimes just pictures of you, many, many pictures of you) and, you, Hank, Sumo and him all in a photo together. Maybe a couple of photos with his other friends too such as Markus etc etc but it’s mainly those.

Connor love’s physical touch, platonically, romantically, all of it. Every day he gives Hank a good morning hug, and a good night hug (best son ever fr) and every time he sees you he squeezes you into a tight hug and won’t let go for a good minute (if you two are in love he’ll also pepper your entire face with kisses for that entire minute finishing off with a smooch on the lips)

Ok that’s all for now, I love Connor fr he’s my favourite I would die for him.

I know this was super cringe but I had sm fun doing this.

Ok it’s like 2AM I should go to bed

Bye bye!

[asksoldieron]

SO-16: And Here's the Action!!

If there's a lot of engagement on this, this post is liable to get real long, beware before you expand.

No art, and I'm pissed because I had a really cool idea for this one. Erik is playing with guns and guns are cool! I have played with some guns (in a controlled environment, don't get nervous) and I can confirm that they are very cool. Not cool enough for me to spend money spraying more lead indiscriminately around the environment, but if forty feral hogs habitually showed up on my lawn, I'd have me some fun. Well, I'll edit the art in later, at some point, hopefully.

*ahem*

Welcome to the Engagement Lounge, for The Chatterbox Massacre (SO-16) an instalment! Short comments can go in the replies, but there's a 475 character limit. Longer ones will need a reblog. Remember to @asksoldieron if you're reblogging someone else's reblog, so I can see it too!

😭Waaaaaah I wanted to draw St. George-in-Erik firing guns with magic but I just CAN'T yet! I mean, non-zero chance I'll screw up my first couple illustrations when I can draw again, so I probably shouldn't draw that one first anyway, but I wanna see it. Damn.

IRL, I'm not fond of violence as a solution, but as a writer I appreciate the expedience. BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG! Okay, and now we have a whole bunch of NEW problems. I suppose that's not really a solution at all, but it's still gonna look cool when you imagine it. That's how come they say it's not possible to make an anti-war movie. You script it and make it part of a narrative and put some good actors and effects in it, and it just looks cool. Can't help it, gotta roll with it.

On the other hand, while Erik certainly doesn't deserve to die for being who he is, you can see why the cops prefer to kill immies on sight. Look what they can do! But, on the third hand, look at what Maggie can do. Nobody's going to unload on her for being magical unless she does something and they see it.

Poor Maggie made a little error and punched Mordecai when she really didn't need to, but if you've been reading you may suspect who (or what) put their finger on the scale, and who helped her shrug off David's little god trick. But to tell you the truth, it's like that because I forgot how magic works when I wrote the first draft. I needed her to punch him in the face! Fortunately, their unseen observer needed her to punch him too. We'll get to that when they get home again.

I was surprised by how little time it took to actually kill everyone. (Ha-ha, there's another one of those things I can only say because I'm a writer.) I was worried it needed to be more epic. The spouse advised me that that's just how it is when only one guy has a working gun in a street fight. It's over. People are dead and that's forever. On to the next thing. Bleh. I don't like the idea of it, but it rings true enough.

John is... not doing well, is he? I'd been planning this scene for years but that caught me off guard. I didn't realize what the situation would look like to him until I got him back inside and George handed him a gun. Well, let's see, Erik's family are right there to help him and he knows that, and he's holding an object that will get him out of the way so Erik can go home. Uh, yeah, why wouldn't he? (Currently writing the next 6 and I've almost got him out of Prokovia, and the plot, for the time being. Jenny will put him back together and Rob will forgive him, but Billie might not...)

Next instalment goes up on Erik's birthday, and mine! It's not birthday-themed or anything, but after all this nonsense his family do finally have enough information to get him home. They just have to put it together!

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[ravenlking]

Could i make a request? If you don't wanna do it feel free to ignore it but.... Dom reader, lol yes yes I do love Dom reader, could i please have sweet fluff just like the first part of the series with Cater, Ruggie, Jamil and Silver? (idk if there's a character limit, i didn't find any but feel free to add or scratch out any you want) Just a reader who lovingly doms them and dotes and spoils them rotten as they take care of them

𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐄, 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒

𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃, 𝐑𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐇𝐈, 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋 𝐕𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑, 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑 as long as you stay with me, i think i'll be okay

part one (trey, rook, lilia) // part two (leona, floyd) // part three (cater, ruggie, jamil, silver)

gender-neutral warnings: - implied relationships :D genre: fluff a/n: - is this how authors feel when they get their first request? squeeee i love you mwah mwah! (thx for reminding me i forgot to make my own rules and stuff lmao) - the amount of stuff i have for cater- the pure bias i show for him *star eyes* - you know how part 2 was dom dominate reader? part 3 is soft dom reader guys :) - these banners belong to me bc I made them, but the pictures are from the official game. please do not steal! - please give me feedback :)

Let me know if you'd like more!

𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃

Having a smile on your face hurts all the time. Physically and emotionally; it's draining Cater's happiness as we speak. Desperately trying to keep up that appearance of "everything is okay if we smile!" is exhausting, especially in moments like these. Riddle, screaming his head off at an impassively looking Ace. Riddle, whose voice rings all over Heartlsbayul's grand castle, desperately tries not to go back to his old ways and immediately beheads the foolish Ace of Cards.

It was literally the tenth rule of the Queen of Hearts 'Do not go on beyond the late night hours of 10:00 on a weekday., and Ace decides to not only rope himself but poor Deuce and his other two classmates. They have long been dismissed with a punishment of writing a 200-word apology essay, but Ace refuses to accept the rules.

"What's the point of doing it?" Ace yawns dismissively. "It's just gaming, it ain't gonna do anything harmful to me."

From the look on Riddle's face, it looks like he just wants to execute Ace. Cater and Trey exchange a tired glance and Riddle caught it. He sighs, pinching his nose, before dismissing the two. Cater dashes out of there; his smile slips from his face the moment he is out of sight. He feels so tired. He bangs his room door open, igniting you to wake from your slumber.

He mutters an apology before diving into your hands, clenching onto you and tangling his legs with yours, and burying his head in the crook of your collarbone. Tonight, he just wants you to hold him until he can recharge for yet another day.

A tiny smile climbs onto his lips when he feels you singing under your breath and the repetitive stroking of his hair immediately lures him into slumber. The last thing he feels is your gentle kiss on his forehead and a soft mutter of "Don't worry, I got you."

𝐑𝐔𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐂𝐇𝐈

Running errands is exhausting. Leona seems to have no idea how much Ruggie is struggling to balance his school work, extra jobs on the side, running after Leona- everything just piles up like a house of cards. And houses of cards are always destined to fall...today seems like that day.

Ruggie pants as he leans against a tree in the Courtyard. His arms are heavy with bags from Sam's Mystery Shop and sweat beads on his forehead. His hair uncomfortably sticks to his forehead; some strands are sticking into his eyes.

He is used to this, of course. The slums offered no mercy to those who didn't work 'til their bones old and frail. He is used to the hot summer day beating down on him until his back is red from the sun's glare, but why does today seem so tiring?

You were just passing by; Grim had already ditched you to go pranking with Ace and Deuce. You wanted no part in that (they were truly the idiot trio) and therefore decided to take a peaceful walk around Night Raven College before finally bumping into Ruggie.

His groceries were scattered all over the place and Ruggie hissed out angrily. For Seven's sake- he spent a whole hour in the Mystery Shop to get those rare groceries; he can't even go back for them because he bought them all. Ruggie snapped his head up, an angry glint in his eyes before it subsided slightly before noticing it was you.

"Oh," Ruggie muttered before picking up whatever salvageable groceries he could see. "Hello."

You frowned at his detached tone. Upon looking closer, Ruggie appeared extremely exhausted. His words seemed to slur together and his eyelids were slowly blinking as if the action was comparable to holding up the world. His hair was strangely more ruffled than usual and eyebags were visible under his ash grey eyes.

"Ruggie, is Leona running you ragged again?"

Ruggie flinched at the suddenness of the question before registering it and shaking his head. You frowned before staring at the groceries. "My love, these are all expensive meat products. Seven knows that you never touch nor eat this."

He was caught red-handed. Ruggie gave a heavy sigh before collapsing onto you. Yelping, you caught him. The beastman snickered slowly before he patted your head.

"If you would, would you mind telling Leona-san to stop? I need....sleep."

With that, Ruggie slept, snoring loudly. You laughed before cradling him bridal-style; he remained peacefully in his wonderful slumber, unknowing the rage that was boiling within you.

"Leona Kingscholar," You muttered as you began your journey back to Ramshackle. "You'll pay for doing this to my beloved."

Somewhere in Savanaclaw, Leona sneezed.

𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋 𝐕𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑

"Oh Jamil!!"

The moment Jamil heard that accused voice, he fled. He's had enough of disturbances today and judging from Kalim's tone, for the sake of his sanity, he dashed away until he accidentally collided into you.

"Jamil!" You glomped him with a giant grin. Just your scent- it brought warmness into Jamil's rigid body, giving him comfort. The aching pain in his muscles immediately faded away; he practically slumped against you and you chuckled.

"Hard day today?"

Jamil nodded, hands tightened around your hips. You simply pat his head and his hair ornaments jingle delicately.

Kalim came bounding right around the corner, still dressed in his lab coats and was whipping his head around. His ruby eyes searched the corridors until they landed on you and Jamil cuddling together. He immediately dashed towards you, crying out Jamil's name like it was a prayer.

"Please." You heard Jamil half-sob out. "I'm too tired to deal with this!"

Before Kalim could pull your jewel away from you, your hand shot outwards, stopping the excitable white-haired boy in his tracks.

"Kalim," You gave him an easy-going smile. However, your hold on Jamil tightened, as if you were unwilling to give him up. Jamil just buried himself in your scent, giving a silent apology to Kalim in his head. "Unfortunately, Jamil has business with me so we need to leave."

Kalim gasped and looked at Jamil with wide eyes. "Sorry Jamil! I totally didn't know this! Why didn't you tell me? I'll get going then!" And on that note, he ran away, his lab coat fluttering behind him. Jamil heaved out a heavy sigh before giving you a tired grin.

"Business?"

You nodded seriously before steering him away. "Of course! You have been neglecting me for quite some time; it is only natural for you to repay those lost hours!"

Jamil only chuckled before following you.

𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑

Silver realizes that after a month of you constantly pampering him and caring for him that you're like an older brother, but whenever he thinks that, his mind immediately screams the opposite.

He's confused about how to feel. Butterflies erupt in his stomach whenever he meets your enchanting eyes and sun-blinding grin. But the way your gentle touch soothes him to sleep and pressing soft open-mouthed kisses on his forehead, you care for him so much- Silver's torn.

He comes to you, the question in his head and dragging his feet. He's slightly nervous, I mean, who wouldn't? One wrong thing and he might accidentally ruin his relationship with you. And never in a million years would he willingly do that.

Silver finds you in the library, reading peacefully. Soft taps that grow louder made you look up from your book, a questioning gaze in your eyes until they soften upon seeing your silver-haired beloved. You gently placed the book aside, opening your arms and Silver welcomely dived in. His eyelids fluttered shut and the warmness of your body was lulling him to sleep before his mind thankfully reminded him why he was here in the first place.

You were just about to continue reading when Silver's voice interrupted you.

"Y/N? I'm confused..."

You hummed, your attention on him once more. You combed your fingers through his hair and Silver mustered up the courage to continue.

"You sometimes treat me like a lover...but other times it feels like you're the older brother," Silver rambled. "Sometimes you cook for me, you wake me up for classes, you plan the dates, I-I just don't know anymore."

Silver squeezed his eyes tight for your reaction - but he certainly did not expect a laugh. You turned him around so he was straddling your waist, his hands on your waist and his eyes meeting yours. Yours were full of understanding as you pressed a kiss, punctuating each other.

"My love, what I am doing is called taking the dominate position," a kiss to the cheek. "So sometimes I'll take the lead, I'll be the one caring for you most of the time, you understand?"

Silver nodded. So this is what humans do when they court? His father forgot to mention this. Well, it doesn't matter now. His hearts feel lightened by your answer and his mind can easily rest.

A soft thump! against your chest made you realize that your beloved has fallen asleep once more. You laughed quietly to yourself before picking up your novel and continuing to read where you had left off; your fingers subconsciously played with his hair and a gentle smile could be seen on his lips as Silver slept.

[justtrashperson]

So a while back you drew art of the sonic!lads feat. the metal virus, and if you have any further ideas on that matter I would love to hear them!

Totally fine if not and you just wanted to draw some cool art, but the whole metal virus arc was one of my favourites in the idw comics ^-^'

KAJSKA that’s fair, I'm currently also brain rotting over sonic prime and the sonic!Lads again so luckily I do have lore for you. Also same metal virus arc was one of my favorites too

Though it was a while ago, I might forgot some details about the arc so yeah sorry if there’s anything missing or wrong lmao

Anyway this got so long bc I like to ramble so read more it is

So, I guess the Sonic!Lads universe exist somewhat within the idw sonic canon, like the actual sonic characters do exist but are vaguely there, so restoration hq or whatever it was still exist, G.U.N. Exist somewhat, there’s the Babylonians, etc.

Anyway, This was probably a while after all the lads are friends, which is probably a very bad timing, considering the whole lore with Brian, but we'll get to it someday.

Basically at first the whole thing was like the idw, where everyone didn't notice at first, but when they did, it was far too late.

Kevin and RT are roommates, and since RT does have an extreme gear, they managed to bail out, taking some necessary equipment specifically to survive/camp, and jumps out of a fucking window kasjaskj (okay maybe a bit dramatic but the whole place outside are already swarming with zombots so what are they supposed to do)

Brian was at Daithi's place, doing some check ups to make sure his robot parts didn't act up again, before the garage doors started banging, and as they went to the window, they see that the outside was also swarming with Zombots. Daithi started to tell Brian to get anything he can get while he himself tries to take some tech he made that might be useful, before the doors broke and the zombots started coming. They managed to get away safely because of Daithi's bounce shoes (though he was almost caught) and Brian's rocket shoes.

Sean was working in his shift on the coffee shop, before he saw people running away, and before the windows at the shop broke because of the zombots. He wasn't home, and there was only a few things that can held them back, so He just ran away, trying to find somewhere safe, bringing anything he can.

ANYWAY, RT and Kevin managed to find a shelter that was created by the restoration HQ and stayed there for a while. Dan works with others to try and save other people by using his extreme gear, while Kevin helps inside the shelter as much as he can.

Brian and Daithi was camping from place to place before getting a notice that there was a restoration HQ ship near them. They tried to make a run for it while getting chased by the Zombots, before they got surrounded just close to the ship. They fought as hard as they can before Brian just, picks Daithi up and throws him into the ship, leaving him behind. There's a whole 'I'm not leaving you again!' scene or something, (like that one scene with Vector and Espio) where Daithi tries to get out and help, but was stopped by the other civillians inside, while he watched Brian getting consumed by the horde.

Sean manages to run into the shelter Dan and Kevin is in, and helps too, while getting a few supplies. He works both Inside and outside, sometimes becoming Intel for whatever is happening outside and helping Dan get out of tight situations.

Anyway, Daithi later also arrives, informing the Lads about Brian's situation. Sean decides to help, Dan too whenever he can, while Kevin still mostly stays inside, but going outside once or twice if the other lads aren't there to help Daithi.

Though things got worse. After one particular nasty situation, Dan eventually catches the virus when he was out with Sean, rescuing any alive civilians. Sean went to help him, but Dan just, told him to go, to go back to the HQ while with the consciousness he still had, Dan will try and stop any Zombots while Sean and the others escape.

We get back to Brian and he did got infected, his robot parts are trying to fight through the virus since it mostly affected his alive parts, so some of his consciousness is there. He tried his best to help others escape, but it is becoming hard as his own robot side starts to get corrupted.

Sean later also got infected while going through an abandoned city, trying to find any survivor, before eventually encountering a horde with some other people and tried to run for it, but he got pulled by the zombots as he was climbing a ladder to the roof, and eventually turned into a zombot.

I'll try to make this quick, but at the end the only lads who weren't infected are Kevin and Daithi. They did go through some tight stuff, almost getting infected here and there. At the end before every virus was taken away, the shelter was ambushed and they were trying to hold them back as best as they can, though after months and maybe year? I forgot how long the fucking arc was of fighting and surviving, they are getting very exhausted. But good timing since the whole end of the arc happened, and the virus vanished.

Later on both of them tried to find where the other lads were, though Dan did find his extreme gear again and managed to go to the shelter again, reuniting with Kevin and Daithi, Sean was later found in an abandoned building while Brian was inside another shelter with other people.

[haruniki]

Would this character catch you?

genshin impact edition pt. 2

a/n: i wasn't gonna make one of these again but i thought it would make for nice writing practice. I'll be including the Liyue ladies :D inbox is still open as usual! I'll be doing request slowly but if you just wanna share ideas, your own headcanons, ask questions, or promote yourself then pls send them in :D also i most definitely forgot ppl, it's really late and i have to wake for school in like 6 hours 😭 there is mistakes so pls ignore them

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Ningguang: 7/10, only because if she didn't have to keep up appearances she could totally catch you

given that you both are somewhere decently public, you are falling to the ground

Of course she'd crouch down to check on you to see if your alright

but she'll lean down closer to you, covering her mouth and say

"that was a very dumb thing of you to do. Don't you feel even the slightest bit of shame my love?"

in private she might entertain you with catching you

if it's in her bedroom, then she'd catch you then teasingly toss you on to her bed

Beidou: 10/10, best one honestly and the muscle😩

banging my hands against the table

Captain Beidou is definitely catching you and not putting you down

If she's docked and out walking in the Liyue Harbor, she excepts you to run at her and jump into her arms

it's a tradition at this point

it's also a way for her to show off how strong she is

probably doesn't put you down

god i love Beidou so much

Ganyu: 2/10, she's getting this rating because she's pretty

She's probably not catching you?

Ganyu absolutely could it's just she was probably half asleep or thinking about something else

You both fall to the ground and she just stays still for a moment before asking if you're okay

wants to make sure you weren't being chased by a hilichurl

mostly just confused

Keqing: 0/10, moving out of the way lol

What do you think you are doing

I think she would catch you if she wasn't overthinking

She plans to catch you but moves out of the way before you crash into her

Yells at you with a flushed face asking why you would do such a thing

does bandage up any bruise you get

you get no feel better kisses though

Yunjin: 5/10, She does catch you but you both fall to the ground anyways

she's very giggly about it

Yunjin was very sure she could've stayed standing but it appears that she should've braced herself a bit more

gives you small pecks while laughing

asks to try that again as she wants to be able to catch you and twirl you around

tries to find a better and more stable area for you to try again

"Do you mind if we try that again? I was quite excited to twirl you around in my arms, so if you do mind let's try again."

Shenhe: ?/10, she catches you but like she drops you?

honestly, i think you'd be more shocked that she caught you

It would take her a few moments before she starts get a bit red and then she drops you

like gently drops you

coughing she turns away from you and tells you not to do it again

and then leaves

leaving you confused

Yelan: 9/10??? i honestly have no clue lol

She'd catch but in a like teasing way

makes comments about how desperate for her attention you must be and how lucky you are that she caught

squeezes you against her and gives you a closed eyed smile

"Oh how interesting, I must've rolled something good to get you to fall into my arms. If you wanted to get close to me all you had to do was ask."

Now Yelan doesn't put you down, instead she carries you someplace and sits down with you in her lap

You're not leaving her lap

Better yet she has plans to go play poker later and she needs a lucky charm

it just so happens that she's decided that you look quite lucky and you'd look nice on her lap :>

[themichaelvan]

why nearly every character in all of the fnaf musicals are insane in distinctly different but still very much insane ways: an essay

(this is like 80% from memory and its. checks time 2:15am as of writing this so excuse inaccuracies.)

mark: oh my god starting off with a bang, are we? okay okay. he was there for ONE NIGHT. one. one night. he spent like basically all of it crying in the corner because of puppets. theyre puppets. freddy is literally punted across the room on multiple occasions YOU ARE A FULL GROWN ADULT MARK. "in all my dreams i see / a maze of halls with bloody walls / and countless scrawls reminding me "it's me!"" YOU WERE THERE FOR ONE NIGHT. he IMMEDIATELY decides that the solution to this is not 1) taking it up with his manager 2) just fucking quitting bUT INSTEAD THAT ITS 3) BRING A DUFFEL BAG FULL OF WEAPONS, INCLUDING SEVERAL KNIVES AND GUNS TO HIS WORKPLACE INTENDING TO KILL THE ANIMATRONICS YOU WERE HIRED TO PROTECT. AND THEN THE ONLY THING HE DID TO CHANGE HIS IDENTITY AFTER NEARLY KILLING A MAN AND GETTING CAUGHT WAS TO DYE HIS HAIR. he didnt even change his ADDRESS. dipshit. he acts all tough and crap afterward too like he spent 40 years in prison. he was reduced to literal actual tears by puppets. god i love him so much.

nate: sassed the man holding a knife to one of the animatroniocs he, AGAIN, was HIRED to PROTECT. drove the animatronics to a man they KNOW is willing to use guns to protect himself in the FIRST PLACE. also he just ??? fuckign Had bb on hand like. did they give him bb when he quit the first time?? like. okay. say you have to distract an easily distracted but immensely murderous animatronic and your first thought is "hmm what if i use that rc car that looks like a child from my old workplace". bitch if its been 7 years since i worked there and witnessed a traumatizing event im gonna bury that fucker at the bottom of my closet not just have it with me. also his first concern when he was faced with a very much "i am going to die" situation is that he hasnt caught up on a tv show yet???? nate buddy please i appreciate you but get some self-worth and some therapy while youre at it

aj: he was nearly killed by an animatronic as big as he was, stopped only by like a foot or smth, and then IMMEDIATELY accepted the transfer to ANOTHER place with animatronics in it like. why would you actively choose to keep working with fazbear entertainment. im sure literally any other company ever would look at aj "nearly killed two men because he wanted to work more hours" purple guy and hire him in a millisecond. SPEAKING OF WHICH, HE NEARLY KILLED TWO MEN BECAUSE HE WANTED TO WORK MORE HOURS. DO YOU NEED THE MONEY THAT BADLY OR DO YOU JUST REALLY FUCKING. WANT TO WORK AT FAZBEARS THAT MUCH. i honeslty cant decide which is worse. he also mocked the guy with a chainsaw who burst through the wall not ten minutes before??? who was also like 2 feet away from him???? what were you EXPECTING him to do??????????????????? give you more hours????????????????????????

phone guy: yeah.

mike: looked at the absolute flaming dumpster fire that was the lawsuits, filthy animatronics, extremely low budget, and EXTREMELY sketchy boss that was the new fazbears and said "yeah i can work with this." also i think he got killed by pan stan which is such a sad way to go my god. i dont have quite as much to say about him but i DO love him very much and he REALLY SHOULD HAVE gotten a better job.

lizzy: other than the fact she hasnt quit fazent yet (which is excusable considering it looks like shes looking into the sketchy stuff and is probably mostly there for mikes death), actually not that bad. props to her tbh if i had to deal with a boss like phone guy id go considerably more feral.

those police officers who showed up for like 2 scenes in the og fnaf musical: just fucking, like. let an actual murder perp ESCAPE because they Forgot To Lock The Car And Went To Go Get Food and then just. DIDNT REPORT IT. because this, apparently, is NOT the first time theyve let someone escape, and because theyd LOSE THEIR JOBS IF THEY REPORTED IT. if the police is THAT bad in this town no fucking wonder phone guy's gotten away with everything so far.

[catintheruemorgue]

annoying things they do

summary: small things these guys do that just grinds your gears a bit.

characters: oda, dazai, kunikida, twain, akutagawa, atsushi, mori, poe, ranpo, fittzgerald, steinbeck, chuuya, yosano, gin, kouyou, higuchi, alcott and lucy

these are all based off things i do or have inconvenienced my life lmfao i’ll probs do a part two with everyone i missed this just got wayyy to long lol next im posting being friends with double black 

Oda:

If you're wearing shorts and have bruises he will poke them when you're resting your legs on him. He’s silent about it too and if you yell at him he pretends to act like he doesn't know what you're talking about.

Will smack your sunburn but this one is actually an accident. He just wanted to pat you on the back because you're amazing.

Will space out when you talk too long, sometimes certain objects are just so… mesmerizing

Dazai:

Loves to jumpscare you the only exception is if it was a trigger. In that case he will just call your name and whip something at you for you to catch at random.

When you're driving he likes to reach over and honk your horn. It's almost caused so many roadside fistfights.

If he sees a dog in public he will bark and growl at it.

Kunikida:

Won’t let you on the bed without socks on. You could be sick as a dog and he’ll still enforce this rule.

Cleaning is hard because he has a hard time throwing things away. You'll spend extra time as he holds two identical pens, trying to decide which one he wants to keep. He’s learned to plan certain days in his schedule for cleaning now.

Won't let you turn up the music in the car and will keep it at a level that's so low it's annoying.

Twain:

Walks around the house shirtless but then complains about how cold it is.

Blasts his music so loud when he wakes up in the morning and it's always early 2000’s hits. It's not rare for you to have Pocketful of Sunshine by Natasha Bedingfield stuck in your head by 9 am.

Always has to climb something, this stems from his adventurous side. It's not really that annoying but when you’re in a crowded area and he runs off to go climb the tall statue, screaming at you to take a photo… Yes it is. Especially when children try and follow him and you're stuck receiving glares from the parents.

Akutagawa:

Will not let you throw any food products out. He tells you it's a perfectly good meal (even if it's not) and that he will eat it tomorrow. It’s sad because you know this stems from childhood but it’s still annoying.

Reuses the same gross, musty ziplock baggies. You keep buying new ones but he doesn't get it lol.  

Will tell you if your breath smells, hair is messy, outfit is ugly. He does not see an issue with this and it's nice knowing someone has your back but he doesn't have to be so rude about it..

Atsushi:

If he drinks he's one of those drinkers who will not let you take it from him. Keeps an iron grip on the cup. He finishes it no matter how drunk and always throws up. Thankfully he rarely drinks.

He stops to help everyone, literally even if they just look like they need help. You've been late to so many things.

Will eat anything. Once you made steak and somehow forgot about it. It was hard as a brick yet he still almost broke his teeth eating it. You think you saw some tears as he told you it was delicious.

Mori:

Listens to people's conversations in public and isn't afraid to comment, loudly, about it. You know it's loud because they either stop talking or try and confront you guys.

Comes up to stops fast and brakes so hard you feel like he does it on purpose.

Sometimes if he and Elise get into a “disagreement” he’ll try and rope you in to take his side and you always do, knowing it would probably give him more satisfaction if you chose to side with her.

Poe:

Asks for constructive criticism but will then argue with you about why you're wrong.

Always humming a song he heard Twain singing and then it gets stuck in your head too.

Will deny stupid things like why your favorite mug is in the trash or why he just let out rather loud scream in the bathroom. You know he's lying because he looks away and makes sure his bangs are covering his eyes.

Ranpo:

Will call you out on any lie even if you don't mean to lie you just forgot about some of the details.

Don't take him grocery shopping if you have a set amount you want to spend. He won't even sneak, he will just say he wants something and throw it in the cart.

Such a backseat driver even though he can't drive.

Fitzgerald:

Likes to act like he's still in his twenties and will somehow get the two of you invited to college parties where he will attempt to do a kegger in front of everyone. You end up being the one to hold him up and he always ends with a, “LETS FUCKING GO!”

Likes to ask for the senior discount even though he's not that old, he just likes to hear the women validate that he's not old.

It’s scary how he used to buy without looking and now will scream if the price on a price tag is too high.

Steinbeck:

Always looking at the grass for wheat to chew on. It's so cheesy when you walk into the city and he's got it sticking out of his mouth.

He gets weirdly intimate with nature and you feel like you're third wheeling.

Has the mentality that he has to provide for you because he is the man. He gets so shocked when he finds out you still want to work.

Chuuya:

Has a hard time making decisions you could ask him what he wants for dinner and his mind will just break.

Gets way too pissed at movies and will actually get up and walk away. Once you were kicked out of the theater because he wouldn't stop yelling at the screen. Another time he walked out you waited a whole ten minutes before you realized he wasn't coming back.

Sometimes activates his ability at night and it's so scary waking up to him floating halfway across the room.

WOMAN TIME!!!!!!!!!!

Yosano:

Will glare at you so intensely if you say something she disagrees with.

Always tries to rope you into drinking with her even if you’ve said no the past ten nights.

Will describe wounds or injuries in such detail and just won’t stop, almost like she’s trying to fuck with you, but she’s not.

Gin:

Claims to be nothing like her big brother but then will go on to make the same facial expressions and do some of the same mannerisms as him.

Will spend hours trying things on just to put it all back, leave the store and change her mind when you’re almost home. Then she’ll have you run back with her to buy it all.

Is used to sneaking around so scares you a lot. Also on the topic of being silent sometimes she just won’t respond, thinking you can just read her vibes / mind.

Kouyou:

Will judge what you eat, especially fast food but will try and steal a fry in private when you're not looking.

Will say things like, “Well that's just the way the world works.” If someone tries to share their baggage with her. You understand she’s had a pretty rough life but it's caused you to almost spit out your drink multiple times.

At functions forgets about you for about an hour while she mingles with everyone else, you could tap on her shoulder and she'll dismiss you like you're a subordinate. Until you clear your throat again you'll see the slight blush as she apologizes.

Higuchi:

She has no sense of privacy. If she hears a crash or loud noise she will bust down the door. It’s sweet but not when the noises are usually from you knocking all the shampoo bottles down again.

Horrible road rage actually puts you on edge to be in the car with her. She doesn't even have to be driving.

Likes to act like she's a professional at everything and people usually believe it because of her suit. It's so nerve wracking when she giggles when they walk away with false information.

Alcott:

Will agree to everything you suggest but you can only tell when she doesn’t want to do it when you’re currently doing it.

Yet she’s not afraid to grumble about how annoying it is when someone bumps into you and doesn’t apologize. It’s sweet but you’re left dealing with the situation if the person is aggressive enough to say something.

Always corrects your spelling or if you say something like “I could care less.”

Lucy:

Will fish for compliments in a very obvious way like, “Wow. Wish someone would call me pretty..” and then just stare right at you.

Kicks you so violently in her sleep but won't let go of you so you cant get away.

Constantly stealing from restaurants. You're banned from a couple restaurants because she got caught trying to steal a cup or salt shaker.