#if you want more details just ask annon!

[queer-n-here]

back at it again at krispy kreme

so to start off, this request is very wild and specific and out of nowhere and will most likely be the only of its kind. I would suggest watching season 1 and 2 recap videos of Girl From Nowhere. NOW TO THE REQUEST

with a yandere reader (who is basically like nanno from the show i mentioned earlier) who stalks character of your choice 24/7, constantly tormenting them and their friends (who keep killing reader but reader just keeps coming back) until the character is worn down to where they are stockholm syndromed by reader, and reader finally claims what is his ♡

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Okay y'all, this is actually 🕸️ annon, bro wrote 🕷️ on accident again.

Also, bruv, this bomb ASS request has been sitting in my inbox for a while, and I must say, I'm sorry I didn't do it sooner. I was kind of running away from it without realising I was.

Q: Why were you running away?

A: Because I didn't wanna ruin it in a hurry 😭 I wanted to do it justice. Now, I will! (Hopefully)

Contents: Chuuya x Yandere!Stalker!Reader

Warnings: No smut, but has mentions of masturbation, stalking, obsessive tendencies, mentions of murder, blood, and more, Stockholm Syndrome.

You had been watching him for the longest time.

Chuuya Nakahara.

He was so fucking beautiful, you never wanted to take your eyes off of him. So you followed him around, setting your lackeys everywhere around him to report to you with even the minutest details of his days.

You followed him around yourself, too. Only you were allowed to watch from his bathroom ventilator as he showered or changed. Only you were permitted to peek through that one window in his bedroom and watch as he pushed a lucky dildo deeper and deeper into his ass, cock throbbing and twitching with want. Oh, the things you'd do to be that bit of silicon that slid in and out of his asshole as he trembled on the bed, huffing and panting.

Fuck, you were obsessed with him.

And you knew full well.

You were starting to get desperate, too. Just sneaking into his house when he wasn't there to wrap his boxers around your cock and jerk off wasn't enough anymore. So after hiding in the dark for a while, you decided to leave behinds hints.

The first one ever was the splatter of cum you'd left on his bed sheets. It had been a mistake, but even as you raised a hand to pull the sheets off the bed and hide the evidence, you couldn't help but pause.

Chuuya should know how much you loved him. He should know who owned him.

Thus, you left the stains right as they were.

That night, Chuuya returned from a hefty mission, tired and ready to collapse into bed. The sight of the half-dried cum stopped him.

"What the fuck?!"

You, watching from behind the bushes next to his bedroom window, smirked. Fuck yes.

Later, you became more and more bold. You starting leaving behind more proof of your presence, leaving behind sappy messages on his walls with spray paint, dropping photos of him that you'd taken in secret. You watched him break down from his window.

You chased him into a corner, forcing him to ask Mori for help. Even the Port Mafia had nothing on you, though. You continued leaving behind dirty underwear, condoms filled with your cum and stuff like that around his house.

Chuuya changed places, and you followed. He couldn't get rid of you no matter how much he tried, only running pathetically around with you right at his heels.

It was fun, but only for a few months.

At one point, only watching him from a distance had been enough for you. Now, you wanted him to see you, know you, fear you, want you. You were growing more and more greedy, you knew. And yet you couldn't stop yourself.

So one day, you showed Chuuya your face. You left behind a video clip for him, a video of you jerking off to his photos. Chuuya decided, enough is enough.

He decided to put his pride down and asked for Dazai to help. The latter might be a big piece of shit and a pain in the ass, but he was smart when it came to stuff like this. And so Dazai was involved.

You knew it, and Dazai knew that you knew you knew. It was a fun game of pretending to hide while both of you knew of each other's presence.

It wasn't long before Dazai caught you, though. You were pleasantly surprised by his wit. You two fought, and Dazai managed to kill you. As he turned around, thinking about teasing Chuuya about owing him for the rest of his life, he saw you standing beside him instead. His eyed widened, and he stepped back slightly.

"...How?" Was the only thing Dazai, the smartest man in the Port Mafia, could say.

You chuckled. "Pity you won't be able to find out."

And before he'd known it, he was on the ground, knocked out. You couldn't help but tread on his hands as you passed him a little. He got to be around Chuuya everyday, and here you were, working so hard every time you so much as wanted to see his face. Wasn't it unfair?

Either way, after that day, the Port Mafia increased security around Chuuya. If it had been anyone else, Mori would've just kicked them out, but this was Chuuya, one half of Twin Dark.

From then on, you had to be slightly more careful. But you couldn't control your greed either. You couldn't stop wanting him to see you in person, not just in the photos and videos that you left behind.

And so, one evening Chuuya came back home to find all the guards dead on his porch steps. His eyes widened, and he took a small step back.

The front door was open.

He wanted to run away, wanted to go back to the Port Mafia headquarters and report to Mori, but he thought he saw a shadow flash past the door in the house. He hesitated.

Was it rational for him to not run away? No. It was perhaps the craziest decision he'd ever made in his entire life. But he couldn't help but think internally, Fuck it, if he wanted to harm me, I wouldn't have been alive all this while.

And so Chuuya stepped over the corpses that decorated his front door, pushed open the door more, and stepped in.

You were sitting right there, on his couch, wiping your bloody hands with a handkerchief. You looked up when he entered.

And gods, he was even more gorgeous up close like this. You were used to watching him from afar, or through the cameras that you'd placed in his house, but never face-to-face. Fuck, you almost pounced on him right then.

As for Chuuya, he didn't know what to do. His heart was pounding so fast against his ribcage he was scared it'd stop for good. His palms were sweaty even as he fisted his hands, and his breathing was slightly laboured.

You stood up from the couch, walking closer to him. Somehow, he did not back away.

"Chuuya,"

The way you said his name, gods, what were you? Some sort of a siren? But sirens were supposed to sing, not stand in his house covered in blood and smile at him like he was the most precious thing in the world.

"You're home." You raised a hand, caressing his cheek, leaving a smearing some of the blood on your hand against his pale skin. "Did you have dinner?"

"W-why are you doing this?" Chuuya managed to choke out, fuelled by his last dreg of rationality.

His eyes were red.

"Doing what, baby?" You cooed, smiling. "Chasing you? Because I love you, that's why."

Chuuya felt the back of his throat burning, and tried to fight back the tears that were already gathering in his eyes. "Why? Why, like this... Wha-"

He couldn't form coherent sentences, and stopped trying with a sniffle, tears starting to dribble down his face.

He looked pretty when crying, too.

You cupped his face with both your hands, tilting it upwards to make him look at you. "Because I can't help but want you so much, Chuuya. So much, that I'd have obliterated the Port Mafia if it hadn't been for the fact that you like those people."

Chuuya felt so tired, so exhausted. For almost half a year now he'd been running from you, running and running and running. He'd changed houses, gotten protection from the Mafia, even asked Dazai, for Christ's sake. And yet somehow you'd always gotten through it. He didn't want to run anymore. He wanted to sleep.

He wanted to rest.

He wanted to curl up and close his eyes and not have to worry about anything, not even the nightmares that had started because of you. He wanted to be carefree, the way he had been when he was a kid, poor but honest in the ugliest parts of Yokohama.

Chuuya didn't want to run anymore.

And so he collapsed, his knees buckling as more tears slid down his skin, onto his shirt. You caught him before he could hit the floor, and pulled him into an embrace. He was sobbing, his shoulders shaking and hands trembling.

"C'mere," You pushed his face into the crook of your neck.

Slowly, his hands rose, and for a moment you thought he would try to push you off. You braced for impact, preparing to restrain his hands if you had to. But then, all of a sudden, he wrapped his arms around your neck.

You froze for a moment, and then, a small smile climbed up your face. Chuuya was sobbing into your shoulder, clinging on to you as if for dear life. His fingers fisted in the material of your shirt as he muffled his whimpers against your skin.

He wouldn't run anymore.

That night, standing in the middle of Chuuya's eighth house that year, finally, you got what you wanted.

[thequietkid-moonie]

S/O self harms because love the scars

[ HEADCANONS ] [ Aventurine, Nagisa ]

[ Honkai Star Rail ] [ Assassination Classroom ]

The person who requested this wanted to stay anonymous!

I wasn't able to write for Karma like the annon wanted buuuut i hope all of you enjoy this two cuties <3

Aventurine

The love Aventurine has for you is inmense and sincere, and since you reciprocated those feeling he has no reason to don't show you affection in diferent ways all the time, even bragging about you to her subordinates and sometimes even talking about you non stop to Topaz (half to annoy her and half because he just can't shut up)

As much as Aventurine is open and loud with how much he loves you he normally doesn't talk about the true extent of his feelings, he doesn't has the courage to tell you directly how much you truly mean for him and how much he does care for you, how he would be willing to give everything he posses if is in order to keep you safe and happy, but even when he doesn't talk about it out loud he has diferent and indirect ways to show how much he truly care about you

Aventurine cares too much for you and is afraid of losing you so when he noticed your scars he was imediatly worried, but since there are just scars he stays as calm as posible and take time to try to find out what could have happened for you, but if there are fresh injuries on your skin Aventurine can feel his heart skip a beat, even if you have a dangerous work that could explain them it won't easy his worries, in this case he will imediatly ask you about it (and please ask you to take care of the injuries, even if you already did and are even properly bandaged up he will insist)

Deciding to tell him about your little habit or him finding out will recive the same reaction, he is beyond shocked and worried, he won't exactly judge for it but he is not going to take it well neither, Aventurine is already too scare of losing you but you doing this just makes his worries increase

Aventurine has to take a moment to calm down before asking you to please stop doing this, he can understand that you like scars but hurting yourself is not healthy in any way, he doesn't want you to do this and, honestly, he is more than willing for you to hurt him instead, give him all the scars you want as long as you stop hurting yourself

Aventurine will gain the habit to discreetly looking over you whenever he has the chance to make sure you aren't hurting yourself and if he sees another fresh injuries he can feel himself in the verge of tears, but he will hold them back and calmly (but heartbroken) ask you again to please don't do it

Nagisa Shiota

Nagisa is really caring and loving, he can be quite flustered by his feeling and even more by the fact that are reciprocated but that also lead him to try to be the best boyfriend he can be

Nagisa doesn't exactly make a big deal out of you two being together but it can be quite obvious how close you two are of each other, he doesn't even try to hide the adoration and love in his eyes whenever he is with you, he doesn't has reasons to do so (but he kinda regrets being so obvious everytime he end up tease by others, still he won't change it)

Even if Nagisa doesn't think much of himself he is really observant and smart, he can notice little details and since he cares for you so deeply he will unconsciously pay close attention to you. It won't really take him too long before noticing the scars on your skin or even fresh wounds, and he is imediatly worried but at the same time doesn't want to ask right away

Nagisa is smart so he will try to reach a logical conclusion, trying to not be carried away for his worries, Class 3-E is reciving assassin training so the most logic option could be to think that you got hurt during training, but at the same time it isn't the most accurate option since Karasuma tries to be as careful as posible and Koro-sensei has forbidden to hurt the students, the students security is a top priority so you getting badly hurt like that during the training doesn't sound too much likely, wich only end up increasing his worries

The more worried Nagisa is the more he stares at your scars, so that end up leading you two to finally talk about it (and honestly, if non of you say anything it will be Koro-sensei who would intervene soon or later), either by you choosing to tell him or him asking you to talk about it the result will be the same, you doing it on purpose to yourself just makes Nagisa even more worried, imediatly thinking the worst, but if it is truly just for the scars his worries will easy just a little

He doesn't judge you but it isn't happy about it, he doesn't like the thought of you hurting yourself just because you like how scars look and he will definetly have a serious conversation with you about this (he doesn't want to come across as controlling but this is an unhealthy habit), honestly he does respect your liking so he is up to suggest other and more healthy ways to fullfil your wish, maybe you two can ask Sousuke to draw you a cool looking scar over your skin (or maybe even teach you how to do it), Nagisa is sure he will happy to do so and that way you won't harm yourself!

[arjwrites]

I'm not the same annon that requested it(I'm not that creative) but could we get a sequel to the saving grace fic?? Like, I was reading it and it was so good I was soo invested in the story and then it ended 😭😭 I've been looking for any Cas fics in general but I think yours are by far the Greatest💕💕

Saving Grace pt. 2 - Castiel x GN!Reader

Summary: Part 2 to Saving Grace!

Warnings: References to sex, use of Y/N. GN!Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

A/N: HEHEHE this one was a little silly but I love it. I feel like it ends really abruptly but I really wanted to get it done. I think I am going to write a little epilogue blurb to finish this, look for that sometime next week! Thanks for requesting this anon, I hope you enjoy <3

Link to Epilogue

Since your initial encounter with Cas’s wings, the two of you had fallen into a regular routine. At the end of the day, whether the team had just finished a difficult hunt or many long hours of research, Cas would pull you aside to discretely ask for your assistance, and the two of you would tuck yourselves away from the Winchesters for some privacy. 

“Y/N, could you… Check out my wings again? Something feels off.” He’d ask, usually averting your gaze.

“Of course, Cas!” The chance to touch his wings always excited you, but you quickly worked to calm yourself, to play things cool. “I will, uh, be in the other room when you’re ready.”

In the last few weeks, the angel had asked you to comb through his wings more times than he had ever mentioned them in the years you had known him. And more often than not, you never found any debris to remove or injury to assess. You found this peculiar, but you never said a word about it. Grooming through Cas’s wings was a job that you carried out carefully, dutifully, accepting your salary in the form of quality time with your dear angel. 

Sometimes, when you and Cas would hide away to share this secret ritual, the angel would talk, and you would listen. He’d tell you about heaven, about things he had seen in his time on Earth, and all the things that weighed heavy on his mind. Other times, he was quiet. In these times, you would take the lead. You would tell him about your childhood or recount stories of your life before his arrival. He would listen intently, committing every detail to memory. Your heart would swell when he would bring up something you had told him in another conversation. He was so considerate. 

Beyond being an emotional release for the two of you, the physical sensation was like nothing else either of you had experienced. For Cas, it was a relief and relaxation that he hadn’t experienced in as long as he had occupied his vessel on Earth. Sometimes it felt as if his grace, his true form, was bottled up tight inside of him, threatening to spill over. But in these moments with you, he could let it slip out of him, and feel the cool breeze that was your touch rippling through his feathers. And for you, it was divine in every sense of the word. It was more than just the softness and majesty of his wings. With each stroke of your fingers, a feeling of such peace came over your body. It was like the moment of warmth you felt when Cas healed you after a hunt- only stretched from a brief second into minutes, hours. It took a long time for you to grow comfortable holding casual conversation while working through Cas’s wings. You often felt that they demanded your full attention- like they were using their incandescent glow to speak to you in a language you had never learned yet understood perfectly. But you often reminded yourself that this time was for Cas, so you counted yourself lucky and chatted along with the angel for the sake of his comfort. 

As this routine became more commonplace, it grew to drag on longer and longer. Initially, you and Cas were quick, subtle, doing your best to fly under the radar so that Sam and Dean wouldn’t notice your absences. But there was something about spending this time with him that was so intoxicating. Each time you would linger in each other’s presence for a few extra precious moments. Sometimes, you would disappear together for hours on end. Cas would typically leave the Winchesters in a frantic or distant state, and return serene and satisfied. Undoubtedly, the boys were starting to take notice. 

Today was one of those days where your time with Cas had been greatly extended. You both had gotten caught up swapping stories about the most beautiful things you had ever seen. You had gone on and on about the glimpse of the northern lights you and the boys had caught when a hunt had taken you up to Canada, while Cas had described wonders both heavenly and earthly that you could barely imagine. But the whole time, there was something lingering beneath the surface. When he had first asked you the question, you had desperately wanted to scream out You, Castiel. Your wings, your grace, your presence. You are the most beautiful thing I have had the pleasure of knowing. But, of course, you did not. And it seemed like there was something left unsaid on both sides, because when Cas talked through his own answer, he had hesitated before speaking and trailed off after finishing, in a way that was so different from his usual direct and succinct tone. 

After finishing the routine, you had retreated to your room, your mind racing through every possible thought Cas could have been thinking. The angel, on the other hand, had ventured out into the bunker, only to find Sam and Dean perched in waiting. Cas acknowledged them both, intending to keep the interaction brief, but it seemed the brothers had different plans. 

“Where have you been, Cas?” Dean gruffed in an accusatory tone. 

“What do you mean?” he asked, avoidantly. 

Sam and Dean shared a quick look, silently communicating in their typical Winchester telepathy. Cas watched, unsure of their intentions, but nevertheless eager to get out of the conversation as soon as possible. 

“You’ve been spending an awful lot of time with Y/N, recently,” Sam noted, inching carefully towards the topic. 

“Yes, I have.” It was true. Another Winchester glance ensued. 

“So, uh… What have you guys been… doing?” Dean questioned. 

Cas thought for a moment. This wasn’t something he wanted to share with the Winchesters- it was something sacred shared between the two of you. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Sam and Dean, but there was something about the act that felt so vulnerable. Plus, it wouldn’t take them long to realize what Cas was up to. He definitely didn’t need this sort of grooming on a regular basis- it was all a ruse to be close to you, alone. It was one of the few pleasures he allowed himself to take part in, and in some ways he felt guilty- like it was wrong to let you do this for him, like he was using you. And if the boys found his secret out, would they tell you? He had to deflect. 

“Y/N has been helping me,” was all he could come up with in response. 

“Helping you with what, Cas?” Sam probed, not ready to let him out easy. 

Again, Cas stalled for a beat. “With some private business.” 

“Well Cas, whatever it is, we can help too,” Dean stood, beginning to inch towards the angel. 

“No.” His gaze hardened. This is where his heart would’ve started beating faster, if it did that kind of thing. 

“No?” Confusion and the slightest hint of anger laced Dean’s voice. “Cas, that’s what we’re here for. Is it dangerous?” 

“No. It’s intimate. Not any of your business.” 

At this, Sam and Dean shared a third look, this one very different from the first two. This time, their eyes were wide, their mouths opening and closing in tandem as if volleying the same thoughts back and forth, neither sure how to articulate them. After a deafening few moments of silence, Dean spoke.

“So… You’re being… Intimate, with Y/N…” he trailed off. 

“Yes.” He nodded, hoping they would accept that and move on, not understanding the connotations of his words. 

“And you… You care about Y/N… Right?” Sam chimed in.

Cas furrowed his brow. “Of course I do. Very much so. This isn’t something I would do with someone I didn’t love.” His tone was matter-of-fact. Of course he loved you. Maybe he hadn’t yet told you, but… Of course he did. 

“Okay. Okay. Good.” The boys nodded to each other as if offering some sort of approval that Cas had not been seeking after. And when they turned to look back at him, the angel was gone. 

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Your slippered feet flopped against the hard floors of the bunker as you traveled the distance between your room and the kitchen, on a pilgrimage in search of a snack. The bunker felt eerily quiet- you didn’t run into either Winchester nor your angel during your journey. It wasn’t until you closed the fridge, satisfied with your selection, and turned to retreat, that you noticed Sam and Dean behind you. Your heart leapt out of your chest at the jump-scare, but they wasted no time in speaking.

“Hey, so, uh, we heard what’s been going on.” Dean was awkwardly scratching the back of his neck as he spoke. 

“Yeah, and we wanted to say… You guys don’t have to like, hide it anymore, or anything,” Sam added. 

“I mean we don’t want to, like, see you do it-” Dean chimed in.

“Right! Right. We don’t. But-” 

“What the hell are you guys talking about?” You interjected.

“Well Cas told us what you two have been doing. Don’t worry, it wasn’t like a ‘kiss and tell,’ we had to pry it out of him-” 

“And what exactly did he say we were doing?” 

The boys looked at each other sideways, as if a silent rock paper scissors was determining who would speak. It seemed that Dean had lost.

“Well the word he used was being ‘intimate.’” Dean made air-quotes as he spoke. “It was kinda sweet, though. Said he wouldn’t do it with someone he didn’t love, and-” 

“Oh my GOD,” was all you could get out. They thought you two were having sex. Cas said he loved you. Your mind couldn’t decide which you needed to address first, but it seemed your feet had chosen for you when you backed out of the room, turned on your heels, and ran. 

“You don’t have to be embarrassed!” Sam called after you, but you were gone.

It was as if a magnet was pulling you towards the angel. You had a feeling you knew exactly where he would be- not a conscious thought, but more of a natural instinct that was carrying your body in concert with your legs. The narrow bunker hallways whipped past you and it felt like you were flying. If you could’ve flown to Cas in that moment, you would have. 

And there he was, perched exactly where you thought he would be. Looking at him now, it felt like the world had opened up around you. He said he loved you. He loves you. 

“Hello, Y/N.” Cas looked at you with a soft smile, and you froze. 

You had raced to him on pure adrenaline, but now, you weren’t sure what to say, do, think. Your mouth hung open for a moment, before finally forming the words.

“I just spoke with Sam and Dean,” you said, plainly.

“I see. They must have figured it out. I’m very sorry, Y/N. I don’t want you to think I am taking advantage of you by asking for your help with my wings, or-”

“Cas, they think we’re having sex.”

Cas cocked his head to the side and shifted his gaze behind you, processing what you had said. “I see.”

“Why do they think that, Cas?” 

He drew in a silent breath that melted his facial features. His whole presence softened, as if he had made up his mind about something that had worried him for so long.

“Well, you see… They asked me why we had been spending so much time alone. And I didn’t want them to know about what we were doing because… It’s very vulnerable, Y/N. It is a lot of trust that I place in you. And I feel guilty, because it isn’t something you should have to do. It’s selfish but it feels so good, and…”

“And what, Castiel.”

“It’s a reason for me to be close to you.” 

His words sent your heart skyrocketing and pulled you across the room, closing the final few feet between you. There were a million things you could have said. You could have reassured him he wasn’t selfish, told him how much you enjoyed helping him, or laughed at him for the confusion he caused. But instead, you gave all of those feelings a moment to bubble up in your chest before funneling them into a kiss. A soft kiss, a gentle kiss, and yet, one that was driven by so much emotion that it couldn’t help but be firm, absolute. And the angel kissed you back.

You lips lingered together for as long as you each could bear, before pulling gently away in unison. The smile on his face spoke volumes before you could even open your mouth. 

“You can be close to me whenever you’d like, Cas.”

“I’d like that,” he nodded. 

Now, to deal with those Winchesters.

[primrosebow]

HEYY!!! i love your art soo much!!! Your post abt the hazbin hotel women 🩷🩷 its so GOODD!! As Vaggies #1 fan i love how you wrote for her and drew her! I love how you added little details like the night dress(id fuck her in her night dress too she looks so cute:3) but i was wondering if you could maybe do some rosie x reader nfsw🙏 PLSS she barely gets any love and your writing(and art but yoy dont have to draw her if you dont want tooo) is so good!! Anyways could i maybe be 🎀 annon? i hope you have a good day!!! Bye

Hey I'm back from trying to find out how to be a good artist

I did not figure it out 🗣📢📢📢💥💥 also we're on strike.

❣️_-->Rosie x reader

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!Content warnings!: nsfw, rosie being rosie (she bites you fr), uhhhhhhhh the usual??? I still don't know how to do content warnings, gender neutral reader because I didn't specify anything, good luck reading my handwriting (every day it becomes less readable and becomes more like a doctor's. I am transforming. I am becoming the doctor.)

Guys if I don't buy the skulls on a string I'm going to die. I need to buy it.

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One may be surprised to find that in my opinion she doesn't hold any regards to who is "topping" or not- little of that matters to her. What really matters is how close you both are- she is all about the intimacy when it comes to this. Talkative all the way through, she will be affectionate with the sweetest words she can offer you. She uh... really doesn't make much of an effort to be understood by you if you are unfamiliar with the 'slang' she tends to use- you can ask about it later, after she is done with you.

Another thing she does, something much more predictable: is that she tends to bite you. There are no intentions of hurting you when she leans into your body and digs her teeth into your skin, it goes without saying that you will of course bleed, and, afterwards she earnestly and truthfully showers you in apologies for harming you! it's just.. your taste is truly intoxicating to her- you need to understand! She has said it herself in the unfiltered delirious state you both get to: she'd most definetly eat you, you tasting so perfect the way you do- if she wouldn't miss you so much if she did. Your company brightens her days, makes every little moment worth it, she wouldn't be capable of existing in a world without you now; sometimes she wonders how she made it so far without you to begin with.

Any compliments you may give her are met with shy looks to the side and comments for you to "oh stop it- you're much too sweet..", being truly invitations to get you to do it further.

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Stupid little edit I made of her with the creative liberties I took :-]

@bigfatbimbo as usual

Somehow despite typing with numbers between my words to shorten everything I still manage to not sound completly unhinged and like a severely brainrot infected individual

Moral of the story is: delete tiktok

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Just had a thought a continue of my archon ask

How about there reaction to reader accidentally killing there attacker

-🌮annon

You can ignore this if it makes you uncomfortable

i didn't really go into detail about the whole murder part, more so the aftermath so no worries :D i hope you enjoy

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including mentions of murder, delusional behaviors, implied being held against will, psychological bullying, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Yandere!Venti would use this to his advantage, helping you dispose of the body and discard all the evidence. This is how he keeps you tied to him, by saying he’ll expose your secret to everyone with no shame. 

He didn’t care how you felt about him, now there was really no leaving him. He had helped you get rid of a body after you accidentally murdered someone, there’s no coming back after that. You can’t even blame him for it because he made sure he that he left no traces behind, but your dna was under the nails of the attacker, your fingerprints were on the murder weapon that he conveniently forgot to burn, and you were the last one seen with the deceased. If anything, the second you act out of line he’s threatening to expose you to everyone. He’d never actually do it, but he’s very good at making you think he will.

Yandere!Zhongli would simply sigh in frustration. Of course he’s more than willing to help cover up your crime, after all he doesn’t wish to see his beloved rotting away in a cell. He never lets you live it down though, using the haunting memory of it to constantly beat you down mentally.

“Don’t go acting all innocent now, you’ve already killed a man, breaking a vase should feel like nothing to you. You’re a murderer after all.” Zhongli’s smile was pleasant and gentle looking, but his tone was anything but. He stood over you as you knelt on the floor, weeping over his reaction to you breaking a prized vase of his. Of course he had expected you to accidentally break it at some point, having replaced all his original artworks with replicas, but he had still found joy in bringing up your haunting little secret every chance he got.

Yandere!Raiden would do nothing personally. She’d instruct some of her faithful servants to handle it, keeping you locked inside Tenshukaku with her for a while. She doesn’t bring it up, but you can tell with the way she looks at you, that she’s upset with you.

Another silent meal, another long hour spent awkwardly eating your food as she sat across the table from you staring you down unblinkingly. It wasn’t that she stared at you, it was something you had actually grown rather used to, but the way she stared at you. Like a mother catching their child sneaking desserts before dinner or a father catching his son playing with his tools. That look of sheer disapproval. You didn’t know how much longer you could stand it.

Yandere!Furina is conflicted. On one hand, she doesn’t want her citizens to think she favors you above justice, but on the other, she knows you’ll be deemed guilty and locked up and she simply can’t bear to be without you. So she calls for a private hearing and keeps the case under tight surveillance. Of course, the family of the victim has no idea that the whole trial is fake, has no idea that the way you cry as you're dragged out of the courtroom to an awaiting prison is all an act, one very carefully constructed by Furina and her closest confidant, Neuvillette. 

Furina feigns heartbreak as she watches you get hauled out of the courtroom. She’s decided to overrule your sentencing and punish you herself in your shared home. In the basement of the lavish manor she had a special cell prepared for you, where you would fulfill your shortened sentence. This is so that you understand the severity of your crimes without her having to give up her time with you. Furina doesn’t think you deserve to spend any time behind bars, considering it was an accident, but she’s the Archon of Justice and the family of the deceased demanded something be done.

[soft-teddybear]

ateez - soft s/o is actually really strong.

genre: fluff

cw: none that I’m aware

requested by annon.

summary: ateez s/o it’s moving apartments and they decide to offer help thinking their s/o might need it since they’re super soft.

disclaimer: this is a work of fiction based on my personal view of the members made only for entertainment and with no intention of being rude.

members under the cut.

seonghwa loved the idea of you moving closer to where he lives, knowing you both weren’t really ready to live together having closer apartments made the visiting each other really easy work. not wanting to waste time he offered himself to help you move your furniture, only to notice you’ve already done it, all of the heavy things were already in your new apartment and you were moving them as if they weighed nothing. he had to stare for a few minutes to actually believe what he was watching.

hongjoong took some days but actually could make time to help you move, you wanted more his company than his physical help so you were willing to wait for him. when the day came he was full of energy helping you carry boxes everywhere but he was surprised that you always gave him light boxes, first he thought there were only light boxes but then he tried to carry one you just put down and got surprised by how heavy it was. then he made you confess that you were giving him the light ones in order to not tired him so much and that you didn’t thought the boxes were that heavy.

yunho noticed little hints here and there, but the shock on his face when he got to your old apparent only to find it empty was actually pretty funny. he suspected you were strong, you knew it, but he didn’t thought you were strong enough to carry all of the boxes and furniture on your own. he made you admit it made you really tired, and it was but you really didn’t wanted to ask for help, you wanted to prove yourself. after the shock yunho was worried and checked on you, asked you a million times where have you been hiding your strength and asked for advice.

yeosang doesn’t likes to brag but he takes pride in his muscles, he loves being strong and being able to help you because of that, so when he found out about you moving places he was excited and ready to help you, but when you didn’t asked for help he started to get a little anxious. he asked you as a normal person would do but when you said you didn’t wanted to bother him he decided to go by surprised, that’s when he found you carrying a couch from one room to another by yourself and everting made sense. now you train together.

san loves to pay attention to every detail about yourself so when he helped you packed and notice a lot of weight lifting stuff he was surprised and wrongly assumed that you were starting and weren’t really comfortable talking about it. that was until he found that equipment again, in a donation box, so he took the part of the supportive boyfriend and tried to talk to you about how you should quit your training. boy, he was wrong. when you told him you were donating it because it was old and you didn’t needed it anymore he took his time to process it, then his brain made click. you were more strong that someone who was starting.

mingi is always there if you need anything, but since you know his schedule has been busy lately you didn’t wanted to force him into helping you, even more because you knew you could do it yourself. so when he last minutes cancelled to helped you moving it didn’t really made you feel bad, you really wanted to have your full apartment ready as soon as possible. he came after his scheduled, convinced you’ll still be in need but when he noticed almost everything already in place he was confused, you had to calm his insecurity down because he thought someone else came and then do a demonstration because he couldn’t believe it.

wooyoung enjoys teasing you about a lot of things, his strength being one of them. he constantly said how he was so much stronger than you and things between those lines. you didn’t wanted to hurt his ego so you played along, until you were moving places and he was being more annoying than helpful. you really didn’t wanted to say something hurtful but whenever he saw you carrying something heavy he’ll run to “help” you, making the whole thing slower. so you waited until he left for food, you decided to do a lot of things quick and play dumb, but underestimated how long he would take. he found you in the middle of moving something really heavy with no complications and said nothing about it, ever.

jongho takes pride in being a strong boy and helping you when you ask, and you’re way to soft for him to tell him you actually don’t need his help because you’re strong enough yourself so it’s a secret you’ve been keeping from him, until you moved places. he wanted to surprise you by putting all the heavy boxes where they were supposed to be, only to found out the surprised would be him when he saw you carrying upstairs more than one box at a time. he made you confess everything and thought it was cute that you let him help.

n/a: I’m so sorry it took so long, mental health wasn’t the best (it was awful) but it’s made with so much love I hope you like it.

[resident-idiot-simp]

Points

Please keep going with the omega cap tav and alpha riley

I have

A kidney to trade for a continuation of the post? Thats about it tho.

I saw the other ask I promise this is fine honestly it's flattering I say the same things. (Anyways you will now forever be known as the kidney annon wear it with a badge of honor)

ANYWAY

(X)

Price who had been sniffing after MacTavish sense not long after meeting him impressed with how competent he was. But after being captured in the gulag he didn't think he'd ever see the omega again.

However being rescued by said Omega was probably the highlight of his life. MacTavish had somehow become even more competent and self-assured in the past 5 years....and Price wanted him terribly.

Once ecaping the gulag he had been surprised that there was another member of the party he wasn't aware of. Another alpha who went by Ghost, but Tav called him Riley. Riley had crowded them and specifically MacTavish shouting about how they could have all died. Roach the Beta the had almost killed and subsequently saved looked annoyed but pleased seemingly fawning in the attention.

Riley flicked him in the forehand not pleased with a smile during the dressing down. Tav just laughed A sound like church bells to Price.

A few missions later as Price reasserted himself into his rightful position is when reality hit like a freight train. They were coming back from Price launching nukes. Riley was beyond pissed and wouldn't even look in his direction. As they exit the plane however something shocking happened. MacTavish greeted them as he always did perfect Omega when Riley hurried off the plan and into the Captain's arms.

Price was left shocked beyond speech as his world tried to crumble. MacTavish just smilled widely and chirped happily at the alpha in his arms. "Simon you ok?" MacTavish asked low his voice still vibrating with a purr. Riley nodded wardlessly as he let out a content rumble.

Price had to put his alpha in a stranglehold to prevent the snarl that wanted to leave him at the site of HIS (not his not his not hi-) Omega curling around this alpha that wasn't him.

Why would Soap do this he earned the Omega he saved his life a million times why wasn't it him?!

"Captain why the FACK did the nukes go off?!" MacTavish growled and It must have shocked Riley back into remembering because the alpha turned and started snarling at him. Price's hackles raised.

"It's saved their ass they should be thanking me." Price reported (why was soap talking back to him he was the superior the Omega needed to learn his place). Soap just continued snarling at him, "How many people do ya think are dead because of ye?"

"How many people are alive because of me?!" Price shouted back. MacTavish looked beyond pissed at that. "Simon on me let's go get ye some rest mo chridhe. God knows ye need it " Riley took off his sunglasses and mismatched eyes full of so much love it made Price physically ill. "Ok my mate anythin' yous want.

He was too late...

But maybe if Riley was out of the way....

(headcanons and more details)

[goron-king-darunia]

Annon-Guy: Have you ever watched Edward Scissorhands?

And have you read the IDW Sonic Comics?

I have seen Edward Scissorhands, but not recently. I would fail a pop quiz, but I know the general premise and plot. As for the IDW Sonic Comics, I am aware of them, and the Metal Virus Saga was a big enough thing that I have a few reviews and summaries of it in my Watch Later on Youtube because everyone was talking about it. But no, I've never actually read any of the Sonic Comics. The closest I've gotten to reading them independently was reading some of the pages from that notorious comic by Ken Penders where Sonic wasn't allowed to be properly devastated that his children got erased from existence, same comic that is also notorious for being the jumping off point for Ken Penders' Lara Su Chronicles comic that took a bajillion years and a giant middle finger to Sega to get published. And I only read the pages that were shown in a devastating roast of Ken's material in a sort of "this is why you need to 'Kill Your Darlings'" type post on Tumblr because, like, on the one hand I 100% understand the appeal of exploring what domestic life is like for the cast once they're able to actually grow up and have lives. But when the overarching plot is badly explained timey wimey nonsense that comes out of nowhere, isn't allowed to have a proper emotional impact anywhere that it should, and gets resolved in a handful of too-short and yet way-too-long issues, yeah. A story like that isn't going to do any of its elements well.

I've heard good things about the Sonic comics, and even the ones Ken Penders got his mitts on have some good in them. You can tell the Echidnas were Ken's Special Little Guys, and honestly, as a Knuckles fan, I 100% understand. I've just never actually had the time to dedicate to reading them. Hence why video summaries are my current go-to for whenever I do have the time. It's amazing but a bit bittersweet that there's so much art out there and so many stories, but I'll probably never get to all of the stuff I want to get to. There's just too much cool stuff for one human being to experience. Homestuck was a massive thing, and I have quite a few friends who were into all of it. And I tried picking it up once. But it's such a massive undertaking that I might just have to settle for a synopsis if the interest ever hits me again. Hell, One Piece is a massive big deal now, with the Live Action version on Netflix roping a lot of first time viewers in, and I think the main appeal is how much it truncates. You definitely miss out on the finer details and elements of story-telling with the live action version, but for a manga with chapters and episodes in the THOUSANDS, I 100% understand why the Live Action series or even the movie arcs are a much more appealing way to get into the behemoth of One Piece than reading or watching the whole thing. I was into One Piece back before it was "cool" here in the states and even I'm so massively behind on One Piece because it started becoming more important to save up and not spend money buying the physical manga, so I stopped reading, and the availability of the anime was locked behind crunchyroll or funimation's own service for a long time, so it became harder to watch too. Because back when I was watching it, it was a 4Kids Dub that was free on over the air broadcast. So I'm only able to catch up on anything now because it became such a massive success that it's easy to get to the stuff I need now.

That said, the Sonic Comic dub you sent my way with the Halloween story was cute. A little simplistic story-wise, but, hey, there's only so complex you can get with a Halloween Story. Especially in a comic that targets all ages. So if you're asking because you want to hit me up with some stuff, I can try to keep up. No promises. But I'd be willing to take a look at a few of the good IDW Sonic Comics if you've got some to recommend.

[springtimesdaughter]

Hey Annon! I apologize for not replying sooner. I was avoiding PJO for awhile because of some conflict I had with some people, but I have been working on updating my Percy Jackson/Ethan Nakamura story. It won't be out any time soon, but it's been a couple years and my writing has improved a lot, plus there are scenes I want to add and change. I've been working on it the past couple of months. The new story already having 7,000 words and not even halfway through the outline I have. I can't tell you when it will be out (I have school and a job plus family obligations that I need to focus on) but I will get this done even if it takes me another six months to finish.

Thank you for the Percy/Ethan brainrot and ideas, and they were fun to look at, I didn't reply to any of it because I'm organized to an extreame degree and decided I needed to make a side blog for my PJO stuff before I could reply. Anyway here are some of my thoughts that have been long in the making.

1. That's such a cool idea. One that is really cute and sweet but one that I won't be including in this version of the story. Maybe I'll write another one with that detail, but I'm wierd like that and would deep dive the subject and end up learning about a very specific rural tradition about one village in an isolated prefecture and get so far off track from where I started. I'll keep the idea in mind, but my version of Percy and Ethan wouldn't do this simply because on the off chance that they get caught having similar iteams they wouldn't want to risk the safety of the other. In a timeline where the circumstances weren't as dire they sure would, but in this one? They already know what they are doing is very dangerous and any more risk could upend everything. Maybe I'll explore why they don't do it in the fic? IDK depends on how my writing goes.

2. Not at first they don't. They are so awkward in the begining and honestly cautious. Ethan because this is Percy Jackson someone with sometimes incomprehendedable strengths and powers, he wants to keep some distance, and Percy because Ethan could be a threat to his family and friends and he doesn't want them to get hurt. However after they get closer and start to realize any meeting could be their last? They hug all the time, stay in the others personal space, and soak up the presence of the other like it will replenish their strength. They don't do it in more public spaces though, who knows who is watching. However in more private settings they will be inseparable.

3. Them meeting multiple times on opposing sides before the Battle of Manhatten, mostly smaller missions and sometimes by surprise. Neither wanting to hurt eachother but knowing they have to keep up appearances. A new demigod saved from a hoard of monsters deciebed it like a deadly ballet. Both precise in the way they move, but sometimes almost manic in energy and controlled chaos. It was beautiful and unnerving and the new demigod would wonder what would happen if they even fought together on the same side. Of course no one would ever see them dance on the same side but it was just as much a beauty to watch them fight against eachother.

For some context the fic annon was referencing and I wrote is

Love Amongst War

The original version was posted in 2021 but this version is from 2022 and I hope to publish a new version in 2024.

And hey Annon you can send more asks to this account! The ask box should be open. I'd love to hear more of your thoughts.

To close out here is some of the stuff that will be in the new version of the story

- Percy and Ethan often split sweet treats multiple times. Ethan always makes sure they are split exactly in half.

- Ethan opens up about the cabin ideas earlier and many of the ideas he told Percy get implemented even if Ethan never gets to see them, Percy was always listening and what mattered to Ethan mattered to Percy.

[fcknstar]

for the request.

My name is mia.

I want amazing spiderman 2 version of Harry.

Doesn’t have to go into much detail about appearance but if you do, I have brunette hair, with some blonde highlights, and I have green eyes.

I thought a nice cliche plot would be something like Harry meets my parents for the first time or something?

Thank you so much!

hi! i hope this its okay if i posted it like this! if youd like i can js reupload it as an annon request! this is shorter than intended so sorry, might do an extended ver. if able to.

,, the meeting "

harryosborn x fem!reader

a.n : i love love this request. im vv sorry if i become less active. this year is a vv impt year for me, for those who live in sg, im currently taking my olvls this year. and its like a ntional exam and its like the start of my working journey technically. but i will post once in a while. im thinking abt making a taglist. anyone interested? and i will post updates on my igs cfl so if anyone would like, ycan go to my ig(same handle as this one) and probably can request for me to put you in my cfl. there will be polls and more interaction with me and my life.

warnings : none. js fluff.

** lowercase intended **

when dating someone, you would think that the relationship would hardly last. how negatively vulnerable one can because of love. but with harry, you were sure that you didnt need to worry about that. youve often thought about letting your partner meet your parents and vice versa. so when your mother couldnt help but continuously pester you about meeting harry, you had to give in. youve been dating harry for at least a year and it about time to talk to him about it. when dinner time came, you internally itched, not knowing when the best time to start the said conversation. harry, on the other hand, sensed that something was wrong. 

“ you okay, mia? “ harry placed his used utensils down, looking at you. 

“ you dont look fine..something bothering you? “ harry continued when you didnt answer.

“ well, i uh..my parents wants to meet you..? “ it sounded more like a question to you. “ and im not sure whether you would want to agree to dinner with them..” you lifted your hed up to see harry smiling. sorry, not smiling but beaming with joy.

“ id like that. “ you nodded in response, letting his words sink in.

when the day came for you two to meet your parents, you saw how harry fidgeted. 

" you know we can arrange for another time? " you suggested. 

" no no, i want to meet them. im just excited.. and worried? i dont know how theyll react. " harry whispered. harry was always confident, he knew he was able to just impress everyone even if it was just him walking into the room. but with your parents, he felt worried. felt worried to mess up and make your parents disapprove you two together. because who knows how parents are like, especially yours. upon reaching the entrance door of your parents home, you rubbed harrys back comfortingly, receiving a kiss on the temple from him. 

knocking on the door, you were surprised to how quickly your parents answered the door with big smiles pasted on their faces.

" mia! oh my, ive missed you " your mother didnt wast anytime grabbing your face, planting kisses of affection. harry then stood behind you, bowing. 

" mrs and mr (last name). " acknowledging harry, your mother laughed. 

" just call us by our names, boy. " your father tapped harry on the shoulder. 

the dinner seemed to be going well. your parents interacting with your boyfriend relatively well. you would take notice to how harry would tense up when certain questions were asked, taking his hand and hold it under the table or rubbing his thigh comfortingly. 

after dinner, you four would sit in the living room, chatting more about work and life, having jokes passed around. it was surprising to see your father click so well with harry considering how cold your father can be. it was as if harry looked up to your father within hours of just meeting him. it warmed your heart seeing harry communicate with your father well, after seeing that harrys own biological father practically left him for some science fair experiment. 

" you guys should come again soon. we will miss you guys. " your father voiced out to you and harry. 

" drive safely! " you heard your mother from behind.

" we will, (m!name)! " harry replied for you, " its weird calling your parents by their first name.. " 

" youll get used to it, harry " you laughed. while walking back to the car. 

your parents watched you both drive away, smiling as if they won a trophy. 

" those kids were like us back in the day.. " your father laughed, side-hugging your mother while pressing a kiss onto her temple. 

" they are.. they are " your mother replied. she felt like she was whole again. she remembered those times where she would tell stories about her marrying your father and how magical it was, wishing itd happen to you. it was definitely hard to find the right one, when you know that love is not for everyone. 

[gear-project]

Annon-Guy: If Testament and Dizzy each had a chance to speak with Kliff and Justice one last time, what do you think they would say to them and how Kliff and Justice would react?

Like, say they were visted by their spirits or something to allow this to occur.

Testament had mixed feelings about Justice... even if she was his "Master/Mistress" for the duration of the Crusades... it wasn't like he WANTED to be under her control, and most other Gears felt the same way, being forced to fight against Humans whether they wanted to or not (even if it was framed as a rebellion against slavery).

Even more so, Testament felt especially guilty for killing his Stepfather Kliff while under Justice' influence... so the results of the 2180 Tournament were especially a tragic memory for him.

If Testament was given a "final chance" to talk with Kliff, I'm sure he'd ask for guidance as a Knight: Kliff's ideologies as a Hero and as a Warrior are a major foundation for Testament's personal beliefs.

It was Kliff himself that indirectly spurred Testament to join the Sacred Order of Holy Knights in the first place, even despite Kliff's objections that he get involved in the war.

Still, the sentiment remains, so Testament would trust in Kliff's words and abide by them, regardless of the future. That's how "rigid" Testament was at one point.

Though I'd imagine he's a bit more "laid back" nowadays, and just think of Kliff's Words as "Fatherly Advice" to start with.

Moving on... let's talk a bit about Dizzy:

First, there's a lot neither Dizzy herself nor anyone else know absolutely about her connection with Justice for certain.

Whether it was strictly an Artificial Affair, or Dizzy is going based on actual memories of a relationship she had with a "mother", it's hard to say with actual certainty.

But one thing we can say is... assuming Dizzy were to meet with Kliff, (in one of her win quotes) she easily almost mistook him for her Adopted Father... that's how close she was to her Foster Parents growing up in the village.

The irony is, according to the Golden Disc Guilty Gear X Drama CD... Kliff's Grave was situated near Dizzy's Home Village, in an ironic twist of fate.

So even if Dizzy might not have ever MET Kliff in her lifetime... she met his son, Testament, and even visited their family grave which is by their home village in America.

Furthermore, Dizzy's Foster Parents looked after Testament after Dizzy left the Village with the Jellyfish Pirates and later Ky... so Dizzy's Parents are just as much real parents to Testament as they are to her!

Kliff made a point to state that even if Sol left the Sacred Order, he was still "family" to Kliff, just as Ky and Testament were... I'm sure that statement also INCLUDED DIZZY (even if he never met her in his lifetime).

While Dizzy's connections to Justice are still an Enigma, to Kliff, they're still family... and that's as true for Kliff as it would be for Testament... It's equally true to Dizzy's Foster Parents as well!

Though the actual "details" might be something like Dizzy treating Testament like a "surrogate brother" at the very least.

She still hasn't gotten used to the idea of calling Sol her "Father" yet (or so it seems).

As for how Dizzy feels about Justice... she once stated she felt "mysterious sensations" when near the Justice Copy that Crow Kuruwaba once created, though she felt bothered by the fact the Copy tried to control her emotions and mental state (to the point Necro was upset and had to be calmed down by May).

I'm sure she tried her best not to hurt her "mother" too badly during their struggle in Illyria Castle Tower against the Conclave, though at that time the battle was meant to keep Justice from a full revival, Dizzy still made an effort all the same.

If nothing else, Dizzy would want to know more about her own past and Justice memories of the War itself... tragic though those were, it's a key part of both their stories that would be worthwhile to revisit in some form of nostalgia (just like speaking of Wars to Veterans, it is equally important to hear their perspectives and experiences).

[yalocalfanficaddict]

As a part of a challenge i send this your way!

All writers assume themselves to be faulty or bad, when in all actuality they aren’t. So i dare you to write negatives and positives, try and counteract what you see as negatives with more good/positives. ✨

Have a lovely night/day!.

My good sir/ma'am/captain, this is quite an interesting concept! However, I have no idea on how to interpret this challenge... ;-;

Do you mean write something using my negatives...like things I try to avoid because I don't like them? 'Cause if so, oh boy, am I in for a ride trying to use words such as "moaned", "slobbered," and "giggled." (Okay, "giggled" isn't too bad based on the character, but iykyk...)

But in terms of genre's I don't like, I have no idea how on earth I'll be able to write a sci-fi fic...actually, scratch that. I could probably do it. I won't be able to do anything vampire or were-wolf related unless it's a one-shot of an otp of sorts. (Sorry, but the Twilight movies traumatized me and the fact that there's a line in the book that goes 'Aro started to laugh. "Ha ha ha," he chuckled' makes me want to throw myself off a cliff more than Bella wanted to- /hj)

Now, about my own writing, I'd say the negative(s) would probably be that I feel that either I go waaay too into detail [see KiriBaku 'Home For Christmas' for example] or sometimes I feel like I'm barely able to scrape through. [see MatchaBlossom 'Love Bites' for example] I mean, another thing too is that there's so many different things shifting it's hard to just see one thing clearly as a "negative," it's always a mix of "somethings not right", "let's re-work this paragraph", and "how does this character act again?" that it feels like there's always something changed in my writing haha!

Sorry if this didn't answer the challenge properly! I can gladly do it again if you'd like! However, please note that I'm still on a bit of a hiatus with my current projects which might be a Hanahaki AU fic and another project which is in collaboration of a few fanartists on here! (Doesn't that sound fun? I'm personally excited!)

Due to personal reasons, I won't be able to explain why I'm having a hiatus, but I'll gladly fill out asks in my Inbox that aren't related to one-shot requests! Thank you!!

And I hope you have a lovely day/night as well, dear Annon! ✨

[mar64ds]

hi sorry same annon asking the aro question with more awkward clarification because you feel like a safe person to vent to about these topics. i often feel that my expectations are poisoned with how specifically fan content but media as a whole will label "just being nice" as a romantic gesture, making it feel like im not allowed to be nice to people or else it means more to them. and my social awkwardness and flubing words can come off as flirting i think??? its been really frustrating thinking about these things and its been nice to go into kids shows about wholesome friendships, im currently watching fraggle rock for the first time and i just think about how nice it would be to live that close to that many people without needing to marry one to share a house and finances haahha. your blog has really felt cozy with its quarks and details so thanks in advance if you arnt put off by my odd pair of asks and even bother to respond at all hahah ive really been trying to work on my social skills more hah

I know what you mean! I'm very socially awkward and many times that I have struggled to keep a conversation, avoiding eye contact and blushing I've been told 'oh you like this guy!! you were so nervous!!' and no. that's not what was happening I'm just incredibly anxious and shy

Fraggle rock is so nice 🥺 they are all friends and hug and kiss and cuddle it's so cute :) It's just a really nice show to watch and yeah a lot of kids show do provide with really wholesome friendship scenarios like that, not that there aren't any shows for adults that don't have good friendships, there are! but kid shows do have a lot of nice scenarios like these

Also thank you so much, I'm glad my blog could help you!! It's good to want to talk about your experiences with others! Good luck with everything!

[st0rmyskies]

hey there, thank you v much for the offer! i did end up scrapping the draft unfortunately, i got too frustrated w it and i thought it didn't fit the pacing of the story. but it is still an incredibly important moment, and i do have quite a few questions abt the medical field in general, if you're willing to put up w some questioning?

ngl i feel a bit uneasy asking, i don't wanna be a bother or take advantage of your kindness. i am willing to come off annon in DMs, im just quite socially awkward lol, and ig i just want to know if you're 100% ok w it, and it's totally ok if not! you've already helped a lot :)

-👁

Morning anon, yes you can absolutely DM me and I appreciate you asking first. I’m traveling today so I’ll likely be more available/responsive via DMs tomorrow.

After sleeping on it myself, I would consider one thing about your scrapped draft. The important thing about the scene isn’t the surgery itself but the changes within the scene that affect your character(s) and move the story forward. So if you’re stuck, I would write those things vital to your story first. Then you can come back on a second or third pass and add in only those details you need from the medical drama going on in the background.

[student-in-nightraven]

aaah helloo!! how are you doing? hope ur doing well!! a twst matchup please, thank you!!

———

Personality !!

— My MBTI Type is INFJ, 9w1! I guess I will describe myself as someone who always looks out on everyone. I’d be the person to remind you to eat healthy and drink water, ask you what’s wrong and I’ll be there if you want to talk! I’d also describe myself as someone who looks reserved at first glance but is someone actually friendly in the inside lol. I love to give hugs as well!! I’m also someone carefree, I tend to go look at the more optimistic side.

Likes !

— I like to draw and sketch!! The things that I mostly sketch are my OC’s and using my surroundings as references. I also like to bake and to write made-up stories lol. Ooh and I also like to listen to music!! Music is so cool. I don’t want this to be too long, but I also like to read sometimes!!

Dislikes !

— Ahh. I dislike loud noises eheh. I also dislike the dark, I’m a scaredy-cat LOL. I also don’t really like to be in a really crowded space. It’s just a lot of bumps and It’d be difficult to get your way out haha. I also dislike very messy places. Idk I’m just.. bothered by them lol. Ohh!! I also dislike arguing with people :’)

I think that’s all!! I think the only thing that I didn’t do is appearance, although I’m not gonna go in detail with that, I apologize! Thank you so much!! Please take your time in this request <3

I match you with..

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...Ruggie!

When Ruggie first met you, you were carrying 2 donuts, he was tired and hungry, he walked up to you to say hi and noticed the donut you had, noticing his glancing at the food, handing him one he stared at, then you, then the donuts, then you and he finally took it, looking back at you and thanking you, "Heh thanks, so now I owe you huh?" "No, you were hungry so I gave you one of my snacks, that's it" he just stared at you mouth open a bit still skeptical, but shrugged it off, after that incident he started to think about you more often and hangout with you, having lots and lots of fun times and bonding closer, the care you show him makes him fall for you.

After finding out about his childhood you start to bake for him more often and he just wants to marry you at this point, he'll smother you with kisses;

Takes you to pretty fields where he collects dandelions and you either draw or read, it's one of the way you 2 bond in peace;

He also dislikes loud noises and messy rooms, whenever it's loud he takes your hand and goes somewhere quiet, as for the messy part you and him talk about that and how amazing keeping a clean rooms feels like.

In short you 2 are the compatible couple

Thank you for the request dear annon! May you have an amazing week<3

[miss-sleepdeprived]

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You are fun. You are creative. You are amazing.

😭😭 thank you annon for giving me the ask of freedom. With this new freedom I will tell you about.

Miss Sabrina Blaiddyd.

She’s about 16 while at the monastery and put extra focus on faith magic and lance wielding.

To state the obvious shes Dimitri’s younger sister. I imagine when Dimitri was dealing with the aftermath of the tragedy of Duscur she was sent somewhere else like the monastery or another noble of the kingdom but I haven’t given that part too much thought at this point.

She dose not have the crest of Blaiddyd and dose not have a particular strength for faith magic, but she works extremely hard and shows great ability because of that. She wanted to become a good mage like Cordielia was when she ended the plague.

She’s remarkable naive for the tragedy that happened to her family. I imagine Dimitri tried to keep her from it for a while.

She met Yuri entirely on accident. She was rummaging through some old shed and fell through the floor into abyss. When that obviously caused a ruckus Yuri came to investigate and found Sabrina standing like a scared little rabbit surrounded by wolves.

So he oh so valiantly saved her from the growing crowed of abbysians. Taking her instead to the Ashen Wolves classroom to interrogate her. Unfortunately for him this mostly consisted of Sabrina talking his ear off for about an hour.

After that he assumed she wasn’t a threat and tossed her back up. Even more unfortunately for him she made a grand escape back down to look through their library, Where he found her again.

After lazily trying to get her to leave on her own and her stubbornly refusing, they finally came to an agreement that she could come and study their books once a week at a specific time and Yuri had to be with her.

Sabrina and Constance also grew rather close because of this. Coco likes to call Sabrina her ‘underlining’ because they’re study buddies.

Balthus tries to get money off of her to no one’s surprise. She’s remarkably aware of his scamming activities and always refuses. Other than that she finds him enjoyable to be around. He’s funny and reckless, rather refreshing from what she was used too.

While Sabrina tries her best to be friends with Hapi, she just won’t have it. Hapi isn’t mean by any means but she’s not exactly jumping off the walls to talk to her either.

Her relationship to her brother is very classic fire emblem little sister. She wants to get strong to protect and help him. She worries about him all the time and his mental health. Constantly harping at Felix for his demeanor about Dimitri. She can be most often found with him around the monastery or at the greenhouse.

Her favorite tea is Bergamot

Her lost item is, a sewn notebook (a leather bound sewn notebook filled with spell notes. Likely belongs to someone who spends lots of time taking notes.)

Her classes are Noble to priest (pre time skip)

That’s all I can think to write down right now. I hope it makes sense. Thank you so much for the kind words annon!! I love Sabrina she’s my baby. ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Take care!!!❤️❤️❤️❤️