#i will be screaming in a separate post lmao

[hayaku14]

"You....that face...."

KAITOU KID AND HEIJI STANS HOW WE FEELING

[blog--witch]

Okay!!!!!!!!! I watched GO2!!!!!!!!! I’m once again feeling insane

[vacantgodling]

HOLY SHIT I REALIZED I LEFT A WHOLE CHARACTER OUT OF THE TOURNAMENT 💀💀💀💀

RIP EREBOS IM SO SORRY KING 💀💀💀💀

[bleakfated]

ways to tie your muses to some of mine apart from the obvious, hunters met on a case type thing... but I would always be down for any of my hunters having saved muses that know nothing about the supernatural from a threat and rocking their world

Alex Mills --

Vampires or humans tied to her past being exploited by the vampires in the nest that kidnapped her.

Her first gf that she got close with when she first moved in with Jody? They skipped class and smoked weed under the bleachers but she had to move away from Sioux Falls leaving Alex pretty open to be easily manipulated by "Henry"

Nursing colleagues !!

Alyssa Moore --

FBI agents that have had the displeasure of dealing with her or hunters that's she has tracked down to get her hands on the truth about what the Winchesters did to her sister

Friends from San Francisco where she grew up, that watched how much her sister's death hardened her

College friends from Stanford about three years after Jess dies, plus seven more for her undergrad and law school

Bela Talbot --

Demon friends demon friends demon friends she's a demon get it

Hunters and other humans /monsters alike that she screwed over in her past finding out her identity

She's back to her old ways of thievery with a bit more bloodshed to live more lavishly, a home isn't necessary for a demon but even hell couldn't beat her love of luxury out of her. She could be in contact with your muse for objects, selling an object, or bogus psychic readings

Cameron Ambrose --

The Crossroads needs more bartenders or cooks!! And regulars!!

I would love to have more connections that knew him from his childhood or were potential foster siblings before he went to prison for protecting Marlowe Crawford. Maybe even other siblings that were in the home with them.

Cassie Robinson --

A big time journalist in Chicago. I would die for Ennis Ross because I headcanon that he saved her from a vampire which prompted her to start her blog journaling true information about how to kill monsters

Annoyed monsters finding out she runs the blog and trying to get her to take it down?? Beautiful

Hunters finding her blog and tracking her down thinking she's a useful ally to have and she's like lol I don't hunt but they remain friendly and she's a contact when they run into a monster not yet published about yet

Charlotte Perrin --

I would sell my soul for someone to be one of her hunter "kids". These are young people she has met or saved on the job that have had everything taken from her by the Supernatural much like herself. It includes those that continue to hunt and those that she gives money and a new identity to start a normal life over in a new town -- she checks on them frequently as well.

Humans that remember her as the girl that was never seen again after her parent's deaths

Linda Martin --

Since she's going to be a therapist for hunters and the supernatural she probably needs a few bodyguards lol

Madeline Cardelle --

Obviously the witches that she trusts enough to employ at her store

Regular customers at her shop, unknowing humans, hunters, witches or otherwise

Hunters that see past her being a witch because she mostly uses it for her business and hasn't killed in a very long time. She's not catty in that way.

Other witches that escaped the BMOL around the time that she did or after

Hunters that she gets close enough to that she uses her powers for good when not being threatened like she had been with the Carmichaels

Miles Asher --

I just think people that knew him at MIT getting involved in the supernatural in any way enough to meet him again at the Roadhouse is super interesting

Natalia Sinclair --

Any supernatural creature that has spent time in Chicago being friends with her, she's less likely to have disdain for the other species than the rest of the family

Befriended humans or perhaps someone she starts to become smitten for again despite her best judgment. Perhaps close enough that she feels safe in telling her secret

Someone to convince her she's strong enough to leave her family behind and live a life she's proud of. That she doesn't have to watch humans kill themselves over her

Paxton Whitmore --

Werewolves that he's helped either gain control over their wolf or at least tie themselves down good enough on full moons

Teddy Bristol --

The Crossroads needs more bartenders or cooks!! And regulars!!

People that know his remaining family and believe him to be responsible for his parents deaths

In search of someone a woman hunter that broke his heart, will need to be heavily plotted and someone I've written with for a bit. More info here

Tyson Brady --

Demon: Who was he palling around with between Azazel's death and being the stableboy of the horsemen?? We need to know.

Demon: Who's he friends with in an AU where he's not caught by the Winchesters??

Human: Stanford friendos. High School rich boy/girl friendos. People on the baseball team with him in either setting??

Human: People he meets when he's a resurrected wreck, plagued by nightmares of Jess dying at his hands and the pain in all of his friends faces so many times over. How could they not see he wasn't himself??

[coridallasmultipass]

TW for my usual unhinged stance on puppets, if you're following me, you know. If you're not, I'm sorry (not sorry). ((If you're the author or narrator, I'm actually sorry.))

Okay, so because I'm allowed to be freaky on main about puppets on this site, I just wanna tell everyone, because everyone should know that creepypasta narrator Lighthouse Horror just posted a story (by author Alonso Solis) about an evil puppet show a few days ago, and I just listened, and I loved it.

Now onto freaky business:

Headcanoning the main char as a puppetfucker bc c'mon, that bromance, the way he lovingly describes Mr. Smiley's appearance, what he does before leaving the old studio towards the end... Just... Mmmm... *chef's kiss* love this kinda content. I'll sleep soundly dreaming I could have someone like that. Y'know? Big, glassy eyes, big grin, secret evil laugh, mildly self-animate...

[todayisafridaynight]

Be Me Me Bee i just thought of a cute sequel pic to the shit i just posted

[invoncible]

could you post more of popstar!girly!reader? honestly really love the concept, would love to see that fic you mentioned you have in your drafts 👀

popstar! girly! reader sneaking MARK GRAYSON into her music video ✧˚.

— hiii anon ! im so glad a lot of people love the concept because i've been having brainrot about it for so long. also !! that fic is at 11k words so far 💀 idk if you guys wanna read all that LMAO here's another scenario for the time being <3

i'd like to think when you start dating, mark understands the need to keep public and private life separate. he gets it better than anybody, which is what makes your unconventional relationship work out as well as it does.

that's not to say he doesn't get a little selfish sometimes.

when he's scrolling on tiktok or the reddit page dedicated to you and sees all these people thirsting over you... he feels some kind of way.

people calling themselves your wife, husband, partner, whatever—mark was happy for your success but there was a part of him that wanted to scream from the rooftops that he was yours, not them.

so when you proposed that he feature in your music video, he was overjoyed.

"i was thinking..." you hummed, manicured nails tapping away at your phone screen as you texted your manager. "did you wanna be in my new video? we want to include a boyfriend part and well... you're the only one qualified for that."

mark sat up sharply with an immediate, "yes." he accepted it solemnly, like he was accepting a world-changing quest.

you brightened, glossy lips spreading into a big smile. "really? all you'd have to do is flex and pose and be hot."

he grinned and leaned over to kiss your cheek, pulling you into his arms. "so a regular day, then?"

your crew loved mark. they loved how dorky he was, carrying comics to pass the time while you got ready in your outfits and makeup.

little did he know he had an appointment with hair and makeup himself.

"you can pull out if you want to, you know." you said as you fixed your hair in the huge led-light mirror.

mark was fidgeting beside you, turning left and right and assessing his reflection with a critical eye.

"and have you run around with someone else?" he frowned, a slight pout tugging on his lips as he ran a hand through his hair. "how can you even look in this thing without getting blinded?"

you giggled and dimmed the mirror lights to something he could handle.

"it was either you or no one. i just want to make sure you're comfortable." you said slowly, patiently, walking up beside him and tugging his restless hands away from his face. "this is kind of like a soft launch, you know?"

it'd be a hard launch if he had anything to say about it.

at first, he was a little stiff. it wasn't everyday he had to stand shirtless on a set with cameras aimed right at him.

when you started dancing with him, he acted like he hadn't seen you naked before. hands balled into fists at his sides, a tight lipped smile, the sweat pouring down his forehead...

the filming process might have taken a few more days than intended, but it was worth allowing mark to grow comfortable with the set and the crew. he put his all into his screen time.

fast forward to the release day, the internet was buzzing. you had guys in your music videos before, but they always met horrible ends.

so when you were spinning in some random guy's arms—not even a known model or celebrity—they were thoroughly confused.

it looked like a home video more than anything else. they could tell you two had insane chemistry.

the edits of you two together came first; then, the edits of the mysterious backup guy exploded on the internet. you were eating good for once, having a wealth of edits of your boyfriend at your disposal.

he found you giggling and kicking your feet. "what's got you in such a good mood?"

you just bit your lip, barely containing your smile as you held up your phone. an edit, albeit of low quality, of him smiling down at you in the low light of the scene, shots of his muscular back and arms and oh, you just had to save it and the 100s of others just like it.

he felt his face heat up as he watched it, looking away bashfully. "did... people like it?"

"they loved it." you hummed, pulling him down to bed and kissing his cheek. "and so did i."

he hummed, the sliver of praise making his chest puff up proudly.

"look, they've dubbed you 'boyfriend.'" you giggled, scrolling through fan comments. who is this man?? / that backup boyfriend guy kinda fine tho?? / look at how boyfriend looks at her awww! / boyfriend can't take us all at once. / boyfriend can't handle all that. / can boyfriend fight?

he smirked to himself as he absorbed the playful outrage of your fanbase. they could complain all they wanted, but he can handle all that and yes, he can fight.

© invoncible

[musical-chick-13]

What is your favorite dialogue you’ve written so far for Chainsaw Man fic? 👀

I'm not sure this really counts as "dialogue" because it's a character imagining themselves having a conversation with a character who is dead, but. Here:

"Fine. I'll try again. Are you sure this is a good idea?”

“Well, you aren’t exactly here to stop me are you.” It comes out much more bitter than he’d meant it to.

“You think dying was fun for me?”

Why is she being like this. Joking. Talking about her death as if it was just a simple thing that happened to her.

Except she’s not being like this, she’s not “being like” anything, she’s not here.

He wants to pull out his hair. He wants to claw at his bedsheets. He wants to set his entire hospital room on fire.

“YOU WANTED THIS!” he screams instead. Not entirely intentionally.

Casual, sleepwear, dream-filter Himeno blinks twice, incredulous. “Nobody wants to die, Aki. Not really.”

“ ‘Nobody wants to die,’ you were always betting on which of your vices would kill you first.”

She shrugs, a sardonic smile tugging lightly at the corner of her mouth. “Well, it’s not really betting if you already know the answer. Besides, I wouldn’t really call a bad job a ‘vice.’ ”

Tears are welling up in his eyes again, along with some other, intangible, angry thing. He looks at her through narrowed eyes. “You know. Sometimes I really hate you.”

“Hmm,” she hums, unbothered.

WIP Asks

[melanchoire]

throwing this your way~ karina x reader x chaewon, lots of titty loving and maybe scissoring? i LOVED your karina fics sm!!

my dear leaders chaerina/kariwon (LMAO i don’t know what to call their duo 😭) taking the opportunity to say that i also accept requests for threesomes with members of different groups 💕 i added it to my pinned post when i started writing this drabble

cw: degradation, fingering, hair pulling, humiliation, titsucking.

classmates karina and chaewon who can’t stand you because you’re like this annoying classmate who spends her time yelling during class, having conflicts with other classmates and being a bitch but none of your classmates share the same contempt that these two have and they can't understand why??

chaewon is the one who can least tolerate your attitude between her and karina. she is the one who stands up for herself during arguments, having no problem raising her voice and defending herself 😤 although sometimes karina has to intervene because you two are a short distance away and chaewon’s proximity to your body screams that she will at any moment pounce on you and beat the shit out of you… you always had the audacity to make fun of chaewon to her face when she was yelling in your face, laughing at her and asking how someone as small and weak as her could beat you up if she could barely give you dirty looks during class

but karina also starts to hate you when you’re a bitch to her for no reason. she is much more relaxed during an argument, biting her tongue and using vocabulary appropriate for the school setting! but it was enough for you to mention during an argument the time her ex boyfriend cheated on her for her to only think about wiping the smile off your face with a caress of her fist 🥰

then one day it finally happens! you’re on break having an argument with chaewon, and the moment she gets closer to you because you tried to leave, as she put her hand on your shoulder to get your attention, you turned around and gave her a sudden sharp push, causing her to fall to the ground... and that was it! she lunges at you, starting a fight where karina is the only one who intervenes to separate you two because all the students and your friends included were watching the fight unfold before their eyes 😒

ending up in detention with the two of them 😣 only here you do feel intimidated, because unlike other times, you were alone with the two of them. you always had the confidence to be a bitch with them because you had your friends around to encourage you and defend you in case things wanted to get out of hand, but today you were alone with your broken pride

you don’t quite remember when you ended up leaning over the table, your skirt lifted to expose your ass and dripping pussy to the gaze of both women, panties pulled down to your ankles and hands tied behind your back with your own tie, being used and humiliated by both girls

“do you still feel like being an attention whore, (y/n)?” chaewon says as she massages both of your asscheeks with her hands, only to take her hands away from you for a moment and spank your cheeks with both palms, leaving the mark of her entire hand on your sensitive skin 😣

you moan at chaewon’s rough treatment, letting your head fall forward, only for karina to lift your chin using her hand. “uh–uh, honey. this is no time for you to be a bad girl. can’t you behave for just a second?”

chaewon’s teasing and harsh treatment hurt and was humiliating, but karina’s gentle teasing and soft treatment were like a caress to the blows and harsh words chaewon gave you

karina making you suck her tits while chaewon fingers you from behind, one of chaewon’s hands having a strong grip on your hair to hold your head back and prevent you from trying to get away from karina’s chest 🫠

“you fucking slut. enjoying playing with my friend’s tits while i destroy this pussy, aren’t you (y/n)? you like being put in your place after acting like a bitch all day?”

“chaewon, you’re pulling her hair too hard, you’re hurting her.”

“i don’t care, karina.”

chaewon fingering you so hard that you can only whimper against karina’s skin 😔 she was being so rough, continuing to fuck you even after you squirted three times on her fingers, soaking all over her forearm and your own thighs 😵‍💫

and they take you to their dorm after that, telling you that they will make you pay for each of the times you were a bad classmate and exhausted both of their patience 💕

[prentitsluvr]

screaming into the void a little here because i was lurking on twitter and i saw people saying they hate emily's character in evolution and it pissed me off because like well. autistic special interest.

but also like their arguments for disliking her (which is valid but also upset me bc obvi) was like that she doesn't feel like the same character / feels more like paget than emily and like

first of awlllll like the whole 'i cant separate emily and paget' thing like hello theyre so different ??? yeah i think paget has sort of bled into emily a little because when you play a character for 20-odd years that's Gonna happen and i think it's the case with a lot of the characters now, having been in the show for so long. and also, they arent that similar ??? paget is very smiley and giggly and she loves cooking and fun stuff and emily is a pretty sad person?

to me an important part of emily's character is her loneliness (which is one of the reasons i'm pissed that they're supposedly giving her a sister). she is an intensely lonely and sad woman i think. she has no family (besides said sister, supposedly) and all of the BAU have someone else they would probably choose over her, and have some connection with their family. so she's like, pretty damn lonely. but i digress, the point is her and paget, to me, are quite intensely different ??

and as for her character not being the same as she used to be, well yes ???? this woman has been through unimaginable trauma in what world is she not changed by that? of course she doesn't feel like the same person, she's lost herself, and she's changed over 20 years, much like paget's portrayal of the character.

but there are core things which remain the same. like her pushing of the law/her professionalism in pursuit of what she believes is right. her devotion to the team -- and i'd say also her belief that their lives are worth more than hers. the way she cares for the victims they see. all of these core parts of her are still her, but she's aged, grown, and adapted through all of her trauma, and the lives she's lived. just because she's changed doesn't mean it's bad

i know the posts were probably light hearted but it hit me in the autism and i could rant abt emily for hours and hours. i might start rambling about her more on here as opposed to spamming my gc abt it LMAO they are sick of me i fear

[they-call-me-youngermoney]

happy valentine's day! ♡

dbh v-day card exchange for my sweet beloveds @starryeyedstray @faxaway and @mercilessflowchart !!

everyone is posting their cards separately, im not sure if i should succumb to peer pressure and do the same or not. alas i will gush under the cut vvv

starry - what a perfect name because dude, it goes without saying you're a shining light in the dbh community. i love how positive and enthusiastic u are about your interests and showing love to other people's art, not to mention the amazing drawings and comics YOU make?? it's such a blessing to be your mutual and i love screaming at each other in the replies/tags. thank you for arranging this event and making valentine's day a blast!!

fax - hehhe hiii <33 bro i hope that anon who said your artstyle is like a warm homemade cookie sees this, because it's so fucking true and real. i love your beautiful art sm, you're insanely funny and such a joy to talk to. i'm so happy i stopped being so shy and we became closer friends. i've said this before but chatting with you always instantly brightens my day, you're already a highlight of my year.

camilla - my fucking GUYYYYY (gender neutral lol) you are such a sweetheart. i always get so excited whenever i see a message/reply from you, your energy is so infectious, it's hard NOT to feel happy when you're around. i love rambling to you and making stupid jokes and headcanons together (and im always gonna be dumbfounded by the fact you make incredible drawings on your PHONE what the HELL)

all three of you are insanely talented, and i'll always make it my duty to remind you via blowing up your notifs and yelling at you (nicely) in the replies/tags lmao i hope you all have a lovely valentine's day, i adore u all so dearly 🖤

[srslylini]

you know what I want to add a little bit more to that post. Mostly about the "Mel got removed from Jayce and finally became her own character" bit.

I fear my first reblog hasn't really captured the spirit of that yet. We get to know Mel in the second episode of season 1 and her first scene shows us how calculating and smart she is. She is also very aloof in this scene, not even acknowledging the person handing her the puzzles. Her conversation with Elora, while still showing some sort of relationship, is also distanced. She talks about her riches and how she is "still the poorest medarda" despite being the richest person in Piltover.

So what this tells us is this:

She is alone. In her family she seems to be the odd one out. She thinks herself to be standing in the shadow of her family (=mother though we only find that out in episode 8 of season 1). In short this basically tells us a contradiction. While everything they already gave us at this point in the show tells us she is incredible, smart, knowledgeable etc, she sells herself short.

When Mel talks to her mother about her banishment it isn't just a conversation, it explains to us who Mel is and why she is that way. It tells us that in a way she is self conscious and hides herself away. This is the starting point of her character, keep that in mind.

Ok, that brings us to my next point. How she used that childrens toy to her advantage. Again, smart as fuck. Had she not done this, then Jayce would have been banished. There were 4 votes against 3 meaning gaining that one vote changed the fate of Jayce, literally. She didn't find Jayce interesting as a person but as an investment during this time though. Nothing about him influenced any of her decisions, especially not here. She chose to give away that toy and she chose to vote against Jayce's banishment.

The look Mel and Jayce give each other after Jayce and Viktor found their way to Hextech also already spoke volumes. They obviously had the hots for each other and like good for them, lmao. After the timejump their relationship has shifted as well. While she still obviously sees the investment, she now also sees him as a person, too. They are extremely comfortable with each other.

Now after Jayce didn't show their newest Hextech project? She did walk away but that also gave us something:

She very obviously isn't resentful. That is also seen in how, while rightfully being annoyed, she immediately gets why Jayce left after their night together. Her giving Jayce the position in the council ALSO wasn't cause she loved him but for political reasons. That, again, tells us another thing about her:

She can clearly separate work and home life.

All of this, while maybe including Jayce, are of her own character and not because of someone else. We see her acting in the council too, and that's also interesting. Because while some others like Salo seem to be ready to jump around and scream, she never does. She waits, calculates, listens and then offers her voice. She is never holding back but she also doesn't just react crazy. Not once. Not after the explosion happens in act 1 of season 1, not when Jayce talks about Magic, not when Vi is in the council with Caitlyn, not even in the end of season 1 when Jayce proposes the peace treaty with Zaun. None of this is linked to Jayce or because of Jayce. She just is her own character.

And then season 1 did something incredibly fascinating. Now they actually introduced a character Mel seems to have some dependency to. Her mother; Ambessa Medarda. It's reluctant and it's awkward and it strengthens her character very much.

At this point in the story the love between Jayce and her is already blossoming, it's after their sex scene. Their relationship doesn't influence any of her other decisions, she doesn't suddenly act differently to before or becomes dependent on Jayce. If anything it, again, strengthens her.

When in the beginning we saw her as thinking she is standing in her mothers shadow, she now steps into the light when she steps up and calls out Ambessa. When she lets go of the weight of family holding her down to vote for peace, it also shows how she's grown. She isn't distanced anymore, nor is she someone who stills sees herself in her mothers shadow. Her character went from incredible with an arc before her to that arc being masterfully concluded. And that happened WITH Jayce and not BECAUSE of Jayce. When in the beginning she was aloof, distanced and calculating, in the end she was ready to show herself to Jayce, be herself and be caring. She wasn't distanced and gave Jayce a look into her life (telling him about her family after he told her about his troubles).

She was still very smart but also let herself be emotional about a decision, she gave away the weight of her family and left the shadow it cast over her completely.

Anyways yeah just wanted to talk more about Mel. Because she was nothing but very interesting in season 1 and saying she just now got interesting after not being with Jayce rubbed me the wrong way whoops

[mochinomnoms]

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Congrats on 1k followers Mochi (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ ) ♡ you so so so so deserve it. You always make me smile when I see your posts so I hope you have fun writing them.

If I might make a request, could I have Jade, Trey, and Ace with a romantic prompt 16 (“I won't lose you again.”)? I want to see them cry a lot just a tiny bit. Feel free to let the vibes guide you, I trust it will be very good.

-Yuri

jade leech, trey clover, ace trappola (separate) x gn!reader [tags] — angst in Ace's, hurt in Trey's, humor in Jade, implied time loop theory [wc} - 1,000+ each prompt 16: “I won't lose you again.” song: Be, Talk (Hozier, “Wasteland, Baby!”), Francesca (Hozier, “Unreal Unearth”) note - @yuri-is-online got it! went a lil wild cause I got massive inspo lmao. Also, let me know if yall can guess the anime I got inspired from with Ace's francesca (1k event)

“Be like the love that discovered the sin (Lover, be good to me) / That freed the first man and will do so again / And, lover, be good to me (Lover, be good to me)”

There were several things that caught Jade Leech’s attention during his life, but only a few kept his attention, after which he’d abandon his ‘toy’. Fungi, mountains, and poisonous flowers, were exceptions, to name a few. He had to admit to himself (and only himself) that there was one thing that revolved in his mind all this time later, dug deep into his brain like the mycelium of his beloved mushrooms in the forest floor. 

One. Thing. You. The funny little human from the broken down dorm. The funny little human with not a single ounce of magic in their veins. The cute little human that was captivated by his merform, an entirely foreign concept to them. The sweet little human with the even sweeter crush on him all throughout his second and third years. 

Perhaps it was cruel of him to entertain your affections with no real desire to follow through on them. Actually, scratch that, it was cruel of him to do so. It was just so…interesting to him at the time. He grew alongside his brother and Azul, none of them exactly being the most sought after during their childhood or teens. They were feared, each of them for multiple reasons, not exactly prime boyfriend material, despite some of their attempts to curate a specially crafted facade. 

Yet, you were so bewitched by him, enthralled, beguiled, and dare he say lovesick with him despite all the signs screaming “DANGER! DANGER! DANGER!” So please, forgive him for shamelessly flirting, and finding entertainment in your reactions. 

The dilated pupils as he leaned down to make eye contact. The sharp intakes when he cornered you against a library shelf, nonchalantly reaching for a random book. The shiver down your spine as he would lean over in class to whisper some nonsense in your ear regarding the class. All for the sole purpose to see you blush a pretty color and get flustered. Not for the jump in his heart at the thought of being revered so sweetly, or a potential lover being so good to him. 

It was just a bit of fun. That’s all it was. That’s all it was meant to be, when he finally left for his internship his third year. He paid no mind to the wistful look on your face as he gave his goodbyes, nor the strange creak in his heart at the sight.

Jade Leech was all he’s always been, and all he will ever be: a man that left his toys once they ceased to interest him.

Which is why he loathed that he’s been unable to remove you from his mind. Though, did he really? It wasn’t annoyance or hate, but an aching yearning that resided in his being. Jade spent many months tossing and turning in bed as he dreamt of you: shy smiles, soft eyes, and sweet words. He wanted, he needed to be free from this love-struck feeling, this infatuation. It was dragging him down from his finely constructed pedestal, like a sin striking an angel down from heaven. 

Yet, coming back to campus now, presenting his internship research at the end of the year, Jade found himself strangely content with the concept as he watched you. You’d taken on your role at NRC quite beautifully, and were the object of affection for many admirers, much to his dismay. Currently, you were attending to visitors, directing them to their destinations and helping the fourth years find their old clubs and friends, while he admired from around the corner.  

You were as you’ve always been, sweet, cute, and clueless to your surroundings as he stalked closer until he was behind you, leaning down until his lips inched close to your ear. 

He purred breathlessly into your ear, “Oh Prefect~ Is that you, my dear?” Jade didn’t miss the shudder that flew up your spine as you jumped away in shock. 

“EEP! W-what the—” You whipped your head around to berate the man before realizing who it was. “Oh, jeez, Jade! You’re back—why’d you do that?!”

The tall man chuckled as he straightened to his normal height. Oh, how he missed you. And your reactions, of course. 

“I simply missed your delightful expressions, you always have been rather reactive with me, haven’t you?”

“What—nooo. I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Huffing, you crossed your arms and jerked your gaze away in irritation. At least, it would be if not for the blush on your cheeks. 

“Fuhuhuh, that blush suggests otherwise.” A giddy feeling filled his chest as Jade inched closer to you, in which you backed away. This continued until he managed to corner you against the stone way of the hallway. 

“This is a familiar sight, is it not?” Jade cooed as he leaned down again, a hand reaching to caress your cheek. “I did miss you, didn’t you—”

A smack. Jade blinked in surprise as his hand was thrown back by your own. Now you looked more annoyed than flustered. 

“I’m sure you did.” You hissed sarcastically, narrowing your gaze at him. “Ha! Please, more like missed messing with me. If you really missed me, you’d’ve called or messaged me like the others in our class. Even Azul checked up on me!”

Jade…hadn’t been aware of that. He’s been too into his own head, reliving memories with you that it hadn’t occurred to him that you’d actually might lose affection for him. 

The thought made him a little sick. 

He pouted, taking your chin in his hand to tilt your head up to his. “Is that so? Please forgive me for my most egregious sin. I don’t wish to lose you again.”

“Hmph, again?” You made a sound of offense. Despite your words, you still looked up at Jade with a  shy gaze, eyes darting down to his lips every so often. 

You never had me in the first place.” You scoffed, trying to avert your blushing gaze, though he kept a firm grip, moving to squeeze your cheeks into a pucker.  

Jade chuckled, “Your previous actions say otherwise, though I am quite a fool for not taking what was mine in the first place.”

“Y-yours?! You-you-you can’t just say things like that—eep!” You let you a deliciously cute squeak, which he swallowed up as he stole a kiss. 

“Now, now my little lover, be good to me and let me revel in your affections, I’ve derived myself from them for far too long now, have I not?”

And I'd be the immediate forgiveness in Eurydice / Imagine being loved by me / I won't deny I've got in my mind now (Hey, yeah) / All the things I would do

He wasn’t sure why he had any faith in Crowley to get you back home. Really, that’s on him for thinking the headmage would put any work into your return home. If Trey had known that you’d still be here in Twisted Wonderland, years after his graduation, he wouldn’t have ever broken up with you. 

Granted, it hadn’t exactly been his choice in the first place, as you had abruptly ended the relationship towards the end of his fourth year. Told him to enjoy his life without you weighing him down, despite his insistence that you’d do no such thing. 

Trey finally relented when you told him that you had a world, a family, a home (without him) to get to. Somewhere you belonged, somewhere that wasn’t with him. 

It hurt, yes, knowing that you were never really meant to be with him in the first place. It was simply by magical chance that you were plucked from your world to turn his own upside down. Likewise, it was simply by chance that you and him got together to steal and eat his heart, leaving him almost an empty shell of himself. 

So it was a surprise to see you at Riddle’s wedding, of all places, dressed up in a pretty green outfit as you giggled with some bridesmaids. Seven, you looked good, the fabric hugging all the right spots. Maybe he was being a bit delusional, but Trey swears that the green of your outfit matched the color of his hair, and he had a small possessive streak pass through him at the thought. If it wasn’t for Cater pinching his arm, Trey would be sure that he was in a dream. 

“Ow! Cater!” Trey hissed, rubbing his arm as the strawberry-blonde smirked at him. Cater’s hair was longer now, but he kept his signature style from school still. 

“Go on, talk to them.” Cater nudged him with his elbow, gesturing to you. “I know you want too~”

Trey huffed, watching the liquid in his cup as he swirled his punch. “I’m fine, thanks.”

“Oh, come on!” Cater whined, latching on to Trey’s arm. 

“We didn’t end on good terms.”

Cater countered, “You didn’t end on bad ones either.”

“Hmph.” Trey clicked his tongue, eyeing you from the corner of his eye. Your hair had grown longer, and was dyed. It looked nice on you.

Still leaning against Trey, Cater pouted before a mischievous look passed over his face as he leaned in to whisper in Trey’s ear. 

“Besides, I heard they’ve stayed single since being with you.”

“…” A sigh. “Really?”

“Totes, so you really ought to go make a move before that blonde dude does, though it doesn’t look like he’s having much luck.”

Finally deciding to look up, Trey noticed your uncomfortable expression as the guy twirled a strand of your hair with his fingers. Despite being known for being rather mild-mannered, a handful of your mutual friends knew the truth: Trey had a nasty jealous streak where you were concerned. 

He wasn’t sure when or how he got across the room, but Trey was suddenly hovering over you and the blond man, hazel eyes piercing his back. Surprise flitted your features as a hand was offered to you, along with a familiar. 

“Sorry, hope I’m not interrupting.” Trey had to withhold a smug smirk as he saw your eyes light up at the sight of him. “But would you mind sharing a dance?”

You eagerly nodded, taking his hand and mumbling a half-hearted apology to the other man as Trey guided you to the dance floor, filled with couples sharing a dance to the latest love song. 

His hands rested on the familiar curve of your waist as your arms wrapped around his neck, hesitating before finally settling your hands on the back of his neck. The two of you swayed to the music, a surprisingly comfortable silence between you two. Honestly? It was as if you two never broke up, with how your bodies curled into each other, heart-to-heart.

Yet, neither one of you seems willing to start the conversation he was begging to have.

“… You look beautiful—”

“You look wonderful—” 

Both of you opened your mouths at the same time, interrupting each other before sharing a giggle.

“Sorry, sorry. You go first.”

Trey shook his head. “No, go ahead.”

You smiled, something soft and a bit sad, before looking him up and down. “You look good, got stockier. The bakery’s got you working hard, hm?”

“Ha, yeah. It has, what…about you?”

Your lips thinned, as you looked away. “Still at NRC with Grim, we teach the new Beast-tamer curriculum. It’s…fun.”

Silence fell over you two again, the elephant in the room hanging between you two.

“You’ve been here, all this time, then?”

You nodded, a sliver of shame passing over your features. 

“He never did find me a way home after we…you know…”

Trey sharply inhaled, tightening his grip and rubbing soothing circles as he nodded. “Yeah…why didn’t you…tell me. Why didn’t you come back?” He left out the ‘to me.’

You stopped dancing, making him stumble slightly as he watched your face intently, heart aching at the tears growing in your eyes. 

 “I—” Trey watched as you swallowed a lump in your throat, voice shaky. “—I felt so bad that you’d spent your time and energy on being with me when I might not even stay, so I wanted you to go off and live life. But then, he never did find me a way back, and I realized that I just pushed you away, and I just couldn’t face you—”

You broke into sobs, burying your face into his chest as Trey led you away from the dance floor. He managed to pull you into a secluded hallway, one for the staff to enter in and out of the kitchen. Trey held you close as he rubbed your back, resting his cheek on the top of your head as you rested into the crook of his neck.

“I-I'm sorry… I shouldn't be…” You were sniffling, letting out little hiccups as you spoke. “—crying like this… I'm not trying to make you… feel bad… I just… I should go…”

As you moved to pull away, Trey tightened his grip, hand reaching up to caress your cheek as you looked up at him with watery eyes. You were as beautiful as the day you left him, tears streaking your makeup and all. 

“Don’t, please, I—” Trey sighed, resting his forehead against yours. “I won’t lose you again. I missed you so much, please, stay?”

You nodded, still sniffling, as you moved to kiss the palm holding your cheek. “I missed you too, but aren’t you mad at me? For not coming back?”

Trey shook his head, smiling softly at you. Whatever anger he had was immediately forgiven at the sight of you before him. He couldn’t care less about the last few years, as long as he had you back in his arms again. 

“As long as I can have you back in my arms, the past is forgiven. As long as…you’ll have me?”

The two of you shared another sweet smile, leaning into each other to press your lips in a soft, fleeting kiss. The type of kiss you give when you can’t tell the difference between a dream and reality. Cater’s quick photo of you two lovers would later help cement that fact that this was reality. 

It’s a week later that Trey has that exact same picture set as his home and lock screen.

I'd tell them, "Put me back in it" (Da-ah, darlin') / I would do it again (Ah-ah, ah-ah) / If I could hold you for a minute (Da-ah, darlin') / I'd go through it again (Ah-ah, ah-ah)

It’s all dark. It’s always dark until the moment Ace opens his eyes and the coffin opens. Ace goes through the orientation ceremony, only to have it interrupted by you stumbling into the Mirror Chamber, an energetic and egotistical Grim demanding to take your spot. 

It’s dark in the cave that he goes into with you two and Deuce to collect the new chandelier magistone. You're screaming, he’s screaming, so are Deuce and Grim. It’s a shit show, even before Riddle comes to drag him and Deuce back to the dorm. 

It’s dark when he makes the trek to your dorm after being collared. Grumbling about just wanting a snack, about Riddle’s unnecessary rage, and about who the hell can remember all 810 rules. It’s light, though, that he sees when you open the door to Ramshackle, the warm, old lightbulbs from the hallway creating a halo around you. 

It’s light again, in the morning as the sun filters through the broken window, you poking him awake to get to class.

Ace has never been one to get sentimental, the idea of love is frightening, to be frank. But looking at you again, light curtaining your features, he was reminded why he did what he did. 

Why he punched Riddle for his outburst and insults to you. 

Why he threw himself into the fight against Leona as he threatened to turn you to sand. 

Why he let himself get “tricked” by Azul again and again, get beaten up by the twins under the sea again and again. Why he tried to run back to school to your rescue, only to be too late again and again. Why he endured the embarrassment of losing the SDC. 

He’d hoped that this time he’d be able to avoid getting into a coma from the S.T.Y.X. Charon robots again, but he had no luck, so you once again had to depend on Rook and Epel getting you through the Isle of Woe. Maybe he should’ve focused on getting Grim back after scratching you, or maybe just prevented him from eating all the blot stones, then you wouldn’t have been in this mess. 

It might have prevented Malleus’s own blot, though Ace wasn’t really sure what led to his spiraling. It was probably a combination of a lot of information, as it was with the rest of the blots. Either way, he’d been hoping that preventing Grim from eating the 8th blot stone would’ve prevented this. 

Ace wouldn’t know though, as he’s been through this year at least 4 times now. Trying to prevent what he’s slowly starting to believe is inevitable.  

He’s replayed your deaths over and over in his brain. The first one that happened, he was upset for losing a friend, but probably would’ve gotten over it. It sounds harsh, but that was the reality of the situation. 

After the second loop, Ace started noticing you more. Things he missed out on the first time. The way you smiled, the way you walked, the way you tugged on your shirt when you were nervous. It was cute. 

It was his third loop that he started noticing little things. How you liked to grab on to his arm when it got too crowded. How you always made an effort to help him in class, despite having to catch up with nearly 2 decades of curriculum just to understand the professors. He noticed how you’d blush whenever he’d make flirty jokes. 

It was his fourth, and current, loop that he really started to view you differently. That he started to view these second, third, and fourth chances as a way to keep you safe. To not lose you again. 

You were always helping him, despite the stress he caused you. Every time you’d let him crash in your dorm, eventually convincing you to let him share at least your room. He’d be up, tossing and turning as he watched your sleep. He wasn’t trying to be creepy, but seeing you take your whole situation in stride, every overblot, every condescending comment, every shenanigan Grim, Deuce, and him really made Ace think about why he was doing this. 

Was it because he felt bad? No, it certainly wasn’t the first time, anyway. Was it because he liked having you around? Kinda, maybe a little. Was it because every time he’d ask you why you got involved with all the drama at school, you’d answer with a shrug, a smile, and simply answer “I gotta protect my friends, as best I can anyway.” That was probably partially the reason.

He thinks the reason he’s so desperate to make sure you stay around is because of the promise you made with him the first loop around: “If I can’t go home, let’s always stick together! I like you, and you like me, so we can support each other every way we can.”

You’d made this promise, in one form or another, every loop.

“Promise we’ll stay friends, even after graduation! I wanna stick by my first friend’s side!”

“Ace? Do you actually promise to take care of me? I know I’m a pain, no magic and all, but I’ve taken care of you in my own way, do you really promise to do the same?”

It was his fourth time watching you live your year in Twisted Wonderland. And it’s then that it clicked for him: he was falling deep into love with the magicless Prefect that cared way too much for others, and much too little for themselves. 

“Ace…” you gasped, a bloodied hand reaching out for him as an overblotted Grim made a rampage throughout the Mirror Chamber. He could hear the others screaming, magic being cast, and a distinct yowl from Grim as Riddle launched another fire spell at him. 

Ace cringed as the giant direbeast that was once his little fiery friend screamed in pain, running around until he tripped and fell through where there was once a wall. Grim let out an eerie, inhuman scream as he fell, a sickening crunch echoing as he landed on the stone ground. For the fourth time, Grim was gone. But that didn’t matter, not when he was watching you die for the fourth time. 

“Hey! Hey, hey, hey I’m here.” Ace had managed to crawl over to you, clasping your hand with his own. He rested your head on his lap as you coughed, red liquid leaving your mouth as you did. 

“No, nononononono—you’re fine!” Ace hyperventilated as he looked over your battered body. He was sure that he had prevented Grim from eating Vil’s blot stone. Was that not the reason he turned into this? Did he only need to eat a few before turning into a monster? He was so confident that he’d managed to keep you safe. So why? Whywhywhywhywhywhywhy—

“Ace.” He froze as you murmured his name, your other hand reaching for his cheek, wiping away the tears he didn’t realize he was leaving. 

“Ace, promise me you’ll stay with me? I don’t want to be alone right now…” you hiccuped as you started crying, curling into his chest as Ace cradled you. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t help! I was so useless, so useless to let Grim get to this point. So useless as a friend, I’m so sorry!”

Ace curled into you, ignoring the voices from behind you two, no doubt the other students coming to the realization that you’d be grievously harmed. 

“I’ll stay with you, I’m always with you.” Ace shuddered. He felt like throwing up. “I’m going to try again, I won’t be too late this time. I’ll make sure to keep you safe this time. I won't lose you again.”

Ace ignored the person shaking his shoulder as he watched you hyperventilate, before your breathing slowed and eventually stopped. He ignored the surprised cries as magic swirled around him, as he activated his signature spell for the fifth, and hopefully final time:

With a flick of the wand, a rhythm sublime,

Reverse The Clock, turn back the chime,

No time to say 'Hello', goodbye!

I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!

It’s all dark. It’s always dark until the moment Ace opens his eyes and the coffin opens for the fifth time.

comments and reblogs appreciated 🩷

[moxanji-real]

I just wanna say thank you.

When I made my last post, I was genuinely terrified. I was shaking, panicking, and fully convinced I was going to get hate for opening up. But what I got instead was love. Support. Reassurance. And it honestly made me feel so much better about everything.

So… I decided to be brave again.

I want to reveal the two other men I fell in love with

Leorio Paradinight (Hunter x Hunter)

Leorio is a character I’ve loved since I was 14 years old. Back then, I even had a self insert I shipped with him, but when I stopped watching Hunter x Hunter, I kind of drifted away from it—and him.

But the second I started watching it again? The moment I heard his voice? I fell right back in love.

He’s loud, dramatic, and tries so hard to act cool—but he’s all heart. He wants to save people. He wants to protect others. He gets emotional and flustered and yells when he cares too much, and I adore that about him. He’s real. He’s raw. He’s one of the most genuine characters I’ve ever seen.

And honestly? He gives me major Sanji vibes. Same body type. Same suit. Same dramatic screaming fits. Same huge heart. You already know I was doomed.

Now, meet Jolie—my self insert who is completely, hopelessly, ridiculously in love with him.

Art by PS7K0Yje on crepe

Jolie is silly, immature, and a total weirdo in the best way. She acts all cute and innocent, but she’s secretly chaotic and super embarrassing without even meaning to be. She draws Leorio constantly, idolizes him like he’s the coolest person on Earth, and she genuinely thinks he’s the smartest, strongest, most perfect man alive.

She also loves making him mad, just because she thinks he looks hot when he yells. She’s the type to go, “Oopsie, did I say something dumb again?” just to see him lose it—and she lives for it. And Leorio? He pretends to be annoyed, but he’s obsessed. He finds her hilarious, endearing, and unlike anyone he’s ever met.

They have such a fun, goofy, sweet relationship. They’re like a chaotic little cartoon couple with big feelings. 🥹💞

Art by JOGONG on crepe

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Goemon Ishikawa XIII (Lupin the Third)

I’ve only been in love with Goemon for a few months, but it was instant and intense. It was the fastest I’ve ever fallen for a character.

The moment I saw him blush? That was it. He had me. Heart stolen.

Since then, I’ve watched everything he’s in—all the specials, all the movies, everything. I’ve loved watching him grow and change over 50 years of Lupin the Third. Every version of him—every awkward, intense, oddly romantic version—is still him. And I love every single one.

He’s stoic, calm, and deadly… but also awkward, dramatic, and completely out of touch with modern life. And it’s the contrast that gets me. He’s strong, but he gets flustered. He’s focused, but he’s also emotional in his own quiet way. Every tiny reaction from him means something.

Now meet Eris, my self insert and the woman who absolutely wrecked this poor samurai’s quiet little world.

Art by.. me lmao

Eris is a bold, dramatic, flirtatious former popstar turned phantom thief. She’s elegant, powerful, a total diva on the outside—but inside, she’s messy, emotional, and deeply romantic. She’s all glitter and chaos, all heart and heartbreak. And when she loves, she loves hard.

She loves getting Goemon flustered. She flirts shamelessly, calls him handsome, teases him constantly—and he never knows what to do with himself. But somehow, he never walks away.

They’re opposites: the drama queen and the quiet swordsman. She’s expressive, chaotic, and always talking. He’s stoic, grounded, and silent most of the time. But somehow, they balance each other out. She pulls emotion out of him, and he gives her the calm and stability she craves.

They don’t need to say much. They just feel. Deeply. And honestly? They’re perfect.

Art by Oak1044 on crepe

Now, just to clarify something important—

I view each of these relationships completely separately. These are not One Piece characters, and this isn’t a crossover situation. I use a different self insert for every F/O because each one means something different to me, and I want to honor their individual dynamics. And yes the self inserts are just ocs I kin. That’s why they look so different. Character design is one of my passions. 🥹💕

Sanji, Leorio, and Goemon are serious F/Os for me—and also my IRL romantic partners. I know that sounds intense, but it’s the truth. They bring me so much comfort, love, and emotional support. I am also non sharing with all three of them—so I do ask that those boundaries be respected. I am more lenient with Sanji because I know he’s a very popular f/o but with these other two men? Please DNI if you selfship with them. Thank youuuu!

These self ships mean so much to me. They’ve helped me through dark moments, made me feel creative again, and honestly just made me feel happy. I love them so much more than mere words can say >:’{💞

So thank you again—for the support, for the kindness, for letting me feel safe being myself.

And thank you for letting me share the men I love. 🫶🏻🩷

Now take Goemon sneezing because he’s a baby boy and I love him so much shshhshs

[akaakeis]

— ⌗ going to a concert with haikyuu boys -- multi .ᐟ.ᐟ

pairing(s) :: suna rintarou, bokuto koutarou, kuroo tetsurō, akaashi keiji, and miya atsumu x reader (separate!!)

wc :: ~100-300 words per

notes//cw :: kuroo is a loser,, atsumu is casually getting made fun of by his friends sorry i couldn't help myself there.. happy 200 posts to this blog!!

⟡ suna rintarou would definitely be the one who heard about the concert

⟡ he knew you were into the artist, so he would text you a link to the concert's information and would be like, "wanna go"

⟡ and who would you be to refuse that??

⟡ he would buy the tickets for you guys

⟡ will (slightly) begrudgingly agree to film a fit check with you before the concert

⟡ and the video ends up going viral TRUST

⟡ during the concert he would definitely take photos and videos of the performances, but his main goal would be to get cute pics and vids of you

⟡ whether he would just keeps these to himself or absolutely flaunt the photos? still unclear... who knows honestly.

⟡ he'll do whatever you want to at the concert

⟡ he even jumps around with you a bit

⟡ he thinks it's absolutely adorable how enthusiastic you are about the concert

⟡ if the concert ends late at night, he would drag you into the house and drop you in bed

⟡ he's just as, if not more, exhausted

⟡ he probably dropped into bed right next to you and called it a night 

⟡ will post a few insta stories with pics from the concert that have you in it

⟡ bokuto koutarou is probably even more excited about the concert than you, because you asked him to go with you

⟡ he would definitely be holding onto your hand throughout the concert just to make sure he doesn't lose you

⟡ he probably would be too caught up in watching you and the concert to really take photos and videos

⟡ he's just like really in the moment idk?

⟡ but he's vibing so hard

⟡ he would be scream shouting out lyrics right alongside you 

⟡ DEFINITELY jumping around with you whenever the song is hype

⟡ will be the happiest person ever solely because he gets to go with you and have an awesome time

⟡ for him, if the concert ends late you guys definitely end up driving home and crashing immediately

⟡ showering and everything is tomorrow morning's problem

⟡ he will be talking about that concert to everyone and anyone

⟡ and the thing is, the main thing he'll be talking about is how much fun he had spending that time with you

⟡ kuroo tetsurō was probably the one who heard about the concert

⟡ he would peek into your room like "heyy.." 

⟡ and have the stupidest looking grin on his face too LMAO

⟡ and he would show you the concert info

⟡ when you show excitement about concert he BOOKS IT to his laptop to go buy the tickets i kid you not

⟡ he would plan the entire night out

⟡ will convince you to coordinate outfits with him so that you guys match

⟡ he's just so happy that he gets to do this with you honestly

⟡ at the concert he'll be keeping you close to him the whole time

⟡ he probably binge listened to the artist's music before the concert so that he would be able to sing along with you even if he wasn't really a big fan of the artist

⟡ ...in private, obviously...

⟡ he's convinced you have no idea he did, even though when you log onto the tv spotify app, the only recently played playlists and albums are the artist's music

⟡ well, it worked either way. he was screaming lyrics right along with you

⟡ he would mainly take photos of you at the concert, and he ends up making one of the photos his lockscreen

⟡ on the drive back home, you guys are so exhausted you barely speak to each other 

⟡ you just have the same artist's music playing on the aux as you drive back home

⟡ both of you crash once you're home

⟡ akaashi keiji was probably not thrilled to be hearing you ask if he could go to a concert with you

⟡ but he of course agrees because it's you

⟡ he probably vibes with the artist's music and is a little excited about it

⟡ he holds onto your hand the entire time that you're at the concert

⟡ will take tons of photos, and he'll probably post a couple of you to his socials

⟡ he ends up enjoying the concert a lot more than he thought he would

⟡ he'd probably sing along to a couple of songs, and he would be swaying a bit

⟡ ALSO whenever it's a slower song and people are swaying he would be rubbing his thumb against the back of your hand

⟡ once you guys are off the venue, he'd probably buy you a couple things

⟡ like if you wanted a tshirt he would buy it

⟡ and he would also get you a snack and/or a drink if you wanted one

⟡ if the concert ends late at night, he will carry you into the house and help you get ready to sleep

⟡ but he's just as exhausted as you so he'll probably collapse into bed right after he finishes helping you

⟡ "that was kinda fun."

⟡ this opened the gateway to bringing him to more concerts

⟡ now, he even suggests going to some concerts

⟡ miya atsumu was the one that suggested going to the concert

⟡ he would spam text you until you reply, and then he would send the concert info

⟡ after that he would just be like "wanna go?? 😋"

⟡ he's super happy when you agree to go

⟡ he convinces you to coordinate outfits with him, and he posts a bunch of photos of the fits on his social media

⟡ all of his friends make fun of him and then hype up your outfit HAHAHAH

⟡ he's definitely bitter about it 

⟡ but he can't help but hype you up for your outfit along with his friends

⟡ cause OBVIOUSLY you look gorgeous

⟡ on the drive over to the concert he will be BLASTING the artist's music through the car and you guys will be having a karaoke session in there

⟡ at the concert he will be vibing out sm

⟡ like he heavily fw the concert's atmosphere 

⟡ he will take tons of videos of the concert and will snap a couple photos of you when he sees an opportunity 

⟡ if the concert ends late at night, count on being the one to drive back home

⟡ he will be fast asleep in the passenger's seat 

⟡ you guys absolutely crash when you get back home

notes ::

ᡣ𐭩 yay!! happy 200 posts <3

ᡣ𐭩 honestly i've had this idea for a while but idek how to write headcanons... so here's this!! sorry if it's written weird i kinda just braindumped

ᡣ𐭩 not proofread part 40291715 oops sorry

ᡣ𐭩 there's an obscene amount of tags i'm putting on this it's embarrassing

ᡣ𐭩 any other works can be found on my masterlist!

🏷️ :: @iiwaijime + @bokukos <3

[deceit-and-knowledge]

Ooc: (WARNING LONG) the jealous pv brainworms NEED FOOD

crediting radbonkloverpalace for this idea (specifically their pv one) (full idea is on this post)

I definitely have an obsession with jealous pure vanilla 🤭 <- blog owner VERY MUCH needs to see more it. Pv being jelly is very adorable to me (I feel like this statement becomes funnier when if you know you know)

Is this an rp blog, yes. Is this an ask blog? Yes

Is this a writing/fic blog YES AS WELL. I make the rules >:)

Please read all of this (I cooked with the ending 👉👈

Cookie featured in this is just a random one created for this (so not an oc but I can draw em) : cherry garcia cookie (she/her)

Also I genuinely advise listening to jealous by Nick Jonas while reading this lmao or shameless by Camilla cabello

the two head into Mont Blanc's Cremé Republic boutique, full of elaborate outfits and icings. Magnificent gowns and robes for all cookies of any size or age.

Looking around, shadow milk cookie sets his gaze upon some intricate designed clown themed dresses, the feminine side of him SCREAMING for a better outfit to better convey her inner beauty that she somehow shows on the outside. Speaking of that, the two lovers separated allows for shadow milk to be all alone.

As he admires the outfits, shyly picking at the icing upon them, pretending in his head to just be buying them for his minion daughter candy apple cookie. However none of these outfits are really at all in her style and are more of a black sapphire type outfit. He does intend on getting his dear dolly a nice suit or robe to make him look as angelic as he should be.

Without notice a cookie appeared next to him, a young lady. She had pale blonde hair and strawberry blond coloured dress with white frills. Her hair tied in a messy bun with a cherry hair tie. Her dress had brown chocolate flecks and her neck had a chocolate bar as the centre of her bow tie. She introduced herself to shadow milk, it's hard to tell if she's a mere customer or a worker

cg: um.. hello! Admiring the dress selection I see~! *Chuckles*

s: *let's out a "mrrp" but covers his mouth before the sound finishes before angrily glaring at the lady*

W-hat do YOU want!?

cg: hehehe.. you talk funny.. what's your name?

s: ...eh..

...uh...WAIT FUNNY!? ARE YOU INSU-

cg: no no! I like how you talk! You have a nice voice too.. hehehe..*twirls her side bangs*

s: what..? Um.. t-thank you?... My name is blueberry cookie..

cg: nice to meet you, blueberry cookie, I'm cherry garcia cookie.

She nudges herself a little bit closer to "blueberry cookie" admiring the dresses with him.

cg: are you just looking or are you buying these for someone? A girlfriend maybe?

s: oh no no no! Haha.. I'm looking......

...I can't call her my minion and I can't tell a stranger why I'm actually looking at these..

... I'm looking at these for my daughter! Her name is-... Caramel apple cookie! She's a dear.. I adore her.. heh.. *smiling like a proud parent*

She's so sweet, smart and kind.. but she struggles to make friends. She's so lonely without me or her brother, I hope he's keeping her company.. his name is.. dark grape cookie.

I've raised them for only a few years because I took them in. They were homeless orphans and I gave them a roof over them, love and all the things they could desire, they're definitely spoiled but they don't let it get to their heads. dark grape cookie is just like me in many ways it's so weird. He LOVES talking and acting just like moi~ so I bought him a microphone. He uses to livestream and run a radio podcast but he doesn't tell me what it's called. I think he's embarrassed or something heh. As if I don't hear him yapping away in his room.

But he's wonderful to-... *realises he's literally just rambling about his minions/kids to a stranger* .... *Gets embarrassed* ahaha.. uh. Sorry am I talking too much.

cg: oh no it's fine! That's so precious... you sound like wonderful father! Those two kids must feel so incredibly lucky to be housed by such a loving man.

You sound so lovely! *Nudges closer*

s: do you have kids?

cg: no...haha. but I do wish to be a mother one day, I've always been a family oriented cookiel

s: ah. *Notices how close she is* um.. you're.... pretty close to me. Do you want to look at this dress or something?

cg: oh! Um. Yes! Haha sorry. I should've said something, my bad!

"blueberry cookie" moves out of the way, looking at the other dress next to the one he was just looking at. Debating if he should purchase the dresses and use his buying it for his daughter cover up or if he should peruse a bit longer. He glances over at cherry garcia cookie. Coincidentally catching her looking at him, she seemingly looks away and hides in her hand, her face flushing red. It confuses him on why she's behaving so weird. Utterly clueless to her advances and clear interest, he gently brushes past her and goes to look at some other dresses.

she follows, albeit discreetly. Gently, ever so often she inches closer and boom she's next to him again. He notices it and she laughs. He talks, she laughs or fidgets with her hair or her dress. Battering her eyelashes innocently at him. Speaking sweetly or softly, looking at his eyes. Curiously asking him things, getting to know him but it's mostly lies. Her face blushed and lips stammering as she speaks. The hearts in her eyes is something "blueberry cookie" can't recognise.

he innocently yet accidentally touches her hand as he checks out a dress, she yelps and jumps back in surprise. Looking at him with a bashful look.

cg: o-oh my! Haha sorry..! *She slinks back towards the other dresses further away from him in her embarassment*

*only return again but with confidence*

So.. Blueberry cookie, I've never seen you in the cremé republic before, are you new here?

s: well...yes and no.. I've "visited" the cremé republic with a then...protege? .... student? I was like a guide for him! I taught him stuff! I didn't like it here. Too much drama and I love me some spicy drama! Haha..but politics is a tad boring to me.. so wasn't my interest.. but it's been a few years since that so I haven't been here in awhile. I definitely don't live here, I...I live in the cuckoo town square.

cg: oh my! Me too! Though I only moved there recently.. I'm currently visiting my sister. Maybe... You could show me around~

she leans super close to "blueberry cookie". her efforts at flirting now painfully obvious to literally everyone

Including pure vanilla cookie. He waltzed on over, keeping a happy face and being all smiles. He politely tried to introduce himself but cherry garcia cookie panicked at seeing THE king pure vanilla cookie.

cg: his majesty!?

pv: haha um. Hello..

Blueberry cookie, are you doing alright?

s: yeah I'm alright. What's the matter?

pv: n-nothing! Haha.. um.. *he nudges in next to "Blueberry cookie" between him and cherry garcia cookie*

I was just checking out how you were..

s: I'm fine, just looking at dresses for apple..

pv: ah! I'm sure she'll love something here.

cg: ....y-you're friends with his majesty!?

s: yeah..?

pv: y-yes we're...quite.. good.. friends.. very good friends! *Slowly slides a bit closer to "blueberry cookie"*

cg: wow! That's so.. amazing! Blueberry cookie! You're such an interesting cookie.

s: you could say that~ ha!

cg: hehe *fidgets with her dress*

pv: *tugs at the back of "blueberry's" suit*

cg: it must be so wonderful to be friends with the king of all cookies..

Are you like his guard..?

s: ...er.. I suppose you could call me that..! I'd die for this cookie!

cg: you really must care for his majesty.. he's such a sweetheart I can't blame you!

s: yeah!

pv: ..mm.. *tugs again*

s: ...hm.. pure vanilla cookie what's wrong?

pv: ah! Um. Nothing..

"Blueberry cookie" looks over at pure vanilla's face, he seems embarrassed.

s: .........You don't need the restroom or something..?

pv: I'm an adult. If I needed that i would just inform you.. I'm alright..

He seems irritated by something now but it's hard to tell what. He can't be hungry because he just had soup and toast not long ago. He even ate a cake from a stall. Unless he-

s: do you have a stoma-

pv: Blueberry cookie, I'm alright dear.. my body is perfectly alright. Nothing's amiss if that's your worry..

s: okay then..

cg: what's the matter sire?

pv: ..... hehehe... Everything's alright! Please believe me..

s: ooooh wait! You're anxious!

pv: ...........y....yes......... <- lie

can we-

s: *pats his shoulder* you're alright pal!

pv: h-huh... oh.. um.. haha..

cg: so Blueberry cookie what's it like working for pure vanilla cookie?

s: ...Uh.. not bad?

cg: do you live at the vanilla castle?

s: only a few times a week. Like I said I mainly live in the cuckoo town square!

cg: ah! *Clasps her hands together and she admires "Blueberry cookie" with her loving gaze, the clear admiration for him in her eyes*

Cherry garcia cookie looks him up and down, inching ever closer she is now directly in front of him and the bashful angel that is pure vanilla cookie. Who is still relentlessly tugging, grabbing at and obviously trying to get his "guard" away from her.

The realisation hits these two that they can't admit their relationship. It's public knowledge pure vanilla cookie has a girlfriend named condensed cream cookie. Not a boyfriend named "Blueberry cookie". I mean what? Is the king of all cookies cheating on his girlfriend? This cookie doesn't even look like her. He has faded almost grey blue dough not powder blue with a teal tint dough! He has a marking on his eye, she didn't. She had blue and off white teal frosting. He has blue and black frosting.

It doesn't make sense!

But that doesn't seem to be pure vanilla cookie's issue.

He gently wraps his arm around "Blueberry cookie's" as cherry garcia continues to blabber on to her clear crush. At least clear to him not who she likes who's still clueless. It's frustrating and teeth grinding to pure vanilla cookie. "Just notice and we can leave because she's weird" he thinks. He grumbles internally. The eyes on him glaring at her with looks of vitriol and hatred. The aggressive glare in his slit eyes as he looks down upon his enemy.

this innocent little cookie with her love struck eyes, lusting for HIS boyfriend. Fills him with rage. A rage only the eyes that show his true emotions can display as showing it on his face would be a terrible look for a king. He's more relieved this anger isn't on camera. paparazzi would eat this up

That's his. HIS cookie. "My cookie" he thinks. They were meant to be together. Forever. As he gently fidgets with "Blueberry cookie's" hair. His subtly fading with each insecurity filled second. Cherry garcia cookie is quite pretty, pure vanilla cookie worries his supposed beauty won't beat hers and this witch will claim his other half.

grabbing at and trying to pull away from her but "Blueberry cookie" fails to notice.

cg: that's so wonderful! You're so smart! Hehe~.. *twiddles her hair*

s: heh! Thanks cherry garcia cookie!

cg: *puts her hands over her mouth because he said her name, her face red*

s: you're a smart cookie yourself!

cg: *squeals*

pv: *tugs harder at "blueberry cookie's" suit, nearly ripping and clawing from sheer angered strength alone*

s: ah!....(Thoughts) What's his deal!? He keeps pulling at me. But everytime I ask he says nothing! What's his deal...

"blueberry cookie" looks over at his sunshine. Seeing the hateful look in his many eyes. But the nervous yet seemingly forced happy look on his face. He glares down cherry garcia cookie. Why? He wonders. The gripping and trying to pull away must mean something as he observes. It then clicks in his brain.

Pure vanilla cookie is jealous. Immensely jealous. He's being possessive of what's his but neither "blueberry cookie" or cherry garcia cookie notices. But he just did. He is JEALOUS and that's just precious!...I wonder. How far could he be pushed into his jealously and resentment....How..far.. could he be shoved into acting out?

so "blueberry cookie" conjures up a plan. He starts by complimenting and being friendly, not flirty but just kind to cherry garcia cookie, which she laps up. Hook line and sinker she took the bait. A girl as desperate as she is being would easily mistake a mere kind gesture as a flirt. Her blatant attempts at getting her hopeless romantic self a date is futile until now, hope fills her heart and while it hurts to this to her, she hasn't explicitly asked nor attempted anything.

She gently moves ever closer, resting her hand on "blueberry cookie's" elbow. He hates the sensation of her touch her weirdly textured silky cream gloves upsets him. But the feeling of pure vanilla cookie's grip growing ever tighter is much more thrilling and a great distraction. He wants this cookie erased from history he's that jealous. The look on his bashful face trying to conceal his anger is exciting. It tickles him just the right way. his wings puff up and wrap around him, the soft yet warm feathers cuddling up to his cold dough feels like a zap of electricity to his beating heart.

This wave of excitement at his sunshine possessing and claiming him, the idea of him trying to mark him with his powdery white wings, stain his arm and bruise it with his obssessive grip.

That kiss at the diner was already a thrill now this. He can't even actually try or do anything, it must be eating at him. Gnawing at him. Killing him and it feels so good.

"blueberry cookie" smirks at his sunshine before going in for the kill he *GASPS* shakes cherry garcia cookie's hand to thank her for being so kind to him. It KILLS pure vanilla cookie inside.

he finally has had enough, he can't take anymore. His hands wrap TIGHTLY around "Blueberry cookie's" arm and he begins to drag him away.

pv: my apologies cherry garcia cookie but we have to leave! We have VERY important matters to attend to! Good bye! *Drags shadow milk off*

The two leave the store, without purchasing a thing which is unfortunate.

s: wowie! That was sudden what's got you all angry~?

suddenly shadow milk is pulled into an alleyway.

pv: you want to know why I'm so angry? That cookie was ALL OVER YOU. she wanted you! You belong to ME. *he says while grabbing on to his collar, pinning him against the wall, his other hand blocking the way out, his wings shielding the two from others gazes.

Wanting his bluebirds eyes only on him, pure vanilla tilts his head to look into his eyes.

s: aww is dolly jealous? Well well well, how cute, he's all angry and possessive. It's thrilling *flicks his hand gently down pure vanilla's wing* to see you all riled up! Hehe!

pv: mmph- ...ugh.. listen to me! You BELONG to me. You and I are meant to be together, forever. Us. No one else. You ARE MINE. MINE you hear that you little teasing brat..I love you more than anything.. you are mine..

s: my nil nil aren't you a jelly one~ I'm yours? I'm flatter-

pv: *pins shadow milk more to the wall, gently tracing his finger on his chest, right where his soul jam would be if not for the outfit change spell*

*he lays a rather aggressive bite on shadow milk's neck to claim and mark him as his, lapping up his sickly sweet jam as he does.*

You're.. mine.. and yes I'm jealous.. you are my everything..

I love you..i don't want to lose you, you. Belong to me. My heart belongs to you. You are my other half and MY soulmate.. we share an understanding and bond no other cookie couldn't understand.. a soul bond no other cookie can even get close to.. I would do anything for you...for you to remain mine..

You.. are irresisti-

s: berry!.. berry..

pv: huh..*takes hand away after realising what he's probably touching*

s: *catching breath* ...*pants* ugh..

*huffs*

S-sorry.. you were..

pv: I just realised sorry.. I didn't know your soul jam was there intially..

s: haha... you're cute.. you get so... flustered. Like a little tomato..

pv: hush..