#im decorating my wall with drawings so i'm doing this :)

[tavlerone]

i needed motivation

[00belle00lovely00]

Can you pls do Craftycorn x Dogday? I'm STARVING for craftyday content 🙏

OH MAH GAWD IM GETTING SO MANY BY AMOUNTS- I AM-

OK OK OK OK OK I GOT PLENTY FOR THIS ONE

☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨☀️🎨

I'm sticking with this one ship called "Sunshine and Rainbows."

He calls her Pretty Lady regularly.

We all know how Craftycorn is very much soft-spoken, in my head, she always played out as not exactly a shy girl but rather someone very intimate with herself you know? WHILE DOGDAY? NAH. HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT PERSONAL SPACE, HE DOESN'T KNOW WHAT NOT WANTING TO MAKE FRIENDS IS LIKE, THIS MAN IS THE EMBODIMENT OF EXTROVERTS.

I think the biggest headcanon we all agreed to is that one scenario where Crafty gets all nervous to show people her art, while Dogday says: "LETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETMESEELETME-" on poor Crafty.

Okay, underrated headcanon. INSTEAD of Craftycorn liking Dogday and being such a nervous mess about it. WHAT IF DOGDAY WAS THE ONE WHO HAD A CRUSH ON HER- WHAT IF YALL, WHAT IFFFFF!

Can't we all just equally agree Dogday sucks at drawing so we got Crafty as his art teacher? PLEASE-

I've said it so many times. Live laugh love Craftycorn girl failure.

DOGDAY👏GIVING👏CRAFTYCORN👏PRINCESS👏TREATMENT👏>>>>>>>>>>

Dogday, although sunny and joyful, can obviously get VERY stressed regularly. As if in case any of his friends get into a small fight, he gets to stay up all night trying to figure out a way to reconcile the group back together. Telling himself that "it's what the leader has to do". Of course, Craftycorn gets worried by how Dogday's house lights are still on. And decides to go check up on him. She's not as good as Catnap in helping people go to sleep, but she is non less a good company to stick around. So if Dogday declines to get to sleep right away when Crafty asks him about it, she considers perhaps doing some arts and crafts to at least ease his mind. Hopefully, him falling asleep at the desk to then be tucked him with a blanket.

They gotta absolutely LOVE cartoons.

SHE BETTER BE SCRATCHING THIS PUPPY'S EARS- IF IT'S NOT HER. I AM. WE ALL ARE.

Dogday ultimate good boy hehehhehehehheeheh.

Bobby is listening to the whole tea the moment she finds out about this.

Here's a nice headcanon nobody thought about

Craftycorn when typing: " (*^▽^*)\(@^0^@)/(●'◡'●)(✿◕‿◕✿)¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ╰(*°▽°*)╯(^///^)(❁´◡`❁)☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆（￣︶￣）↗　( •̀ ω •́ )✧(～￣▽￣)～(✿◡‿◡)（*＾-＾*）(≧∇≦)ﾉ(^・ω・^ )(^._.^)ﾉ╰（‵□′）╯(°ロ°)(⊙_⊙)？ "

Meanwhile Dogday typing: "😊👍"

AM I RIGHT?????

Crafty would make him so many matching bracelets that at this point he had to put them up on the walls as decorations. Yes, she gets embarrassed asf every time they have a slumber party with the group.

Crafty is known to be a very quiet and collected gal, BUT. HERE'S THE SITUATION- IF SHE EVER SNAPPED AT SOMEONE SHE SNAPS ALRIGHT? And BECAUSE she gets so pissed, she attempts to shut her mouth instantly, rush to the nearest room she can find and look herself inside. Guilt and embarrassment eat her alive. Yet, of course, we got Dogday to walk in as an optimistic reassurance.

OOOOOH, WHAT IF DOGDAY WAS BRAIDING HER HAIR AND TAIL- G A S P...... OH MY LORD, I GOTTA SEE ART OF THAT-

ONTOP OF THAT, LET CRAFTYCORN PUT MAKEUP ON HIM, AAAAHHHH!!!!

Between the two of them, Craftycorn is much smarter than him.

PDA?... oh man, have you seen how Dogday is? Of course, there's gonna be a PDA. What you'd expect?

[universallychaoticpan]

Fyodor x black winged reader, but s/o is very protective of him? A literal guardian angel. Even Dazai realize that it's very dangerous to attack Fyodor with s/o around.

oooo scary reader- it's giving quiet intimidating guardian and I love it. Heehehehe so fun; Im delighted with this idea and I hope I did it justice. Please enjoy and come back any time <333

The wind loved Fyodor; it clung to him, it's scent on his skin, sending his cape flying open behind him until it looked like he might fly away. He didn't have to try to look dangerous; a deadly appearance was innate, bespoke to him. And with the rising moon's white face showing through the decaying walls and open rafters, the wind running through the once grand place, his sighs felt like a great, volatile beast. Dazai was wary of letting his eyes leave the madman; at any other time, even he wouldn't enjoy letting him leave his sight. That was, if there wasn't another force, another being, perhaps just as deadly and only half as restrained.

The wind loved Fyodor. In the same way, it adored you.

Your legs hung down from where you sat, perched lightly on a rafter, sitting so prettily while you stared disdainfully down towards the two men. Quite a scene, really, a priest of destruction and a devotee to chaos; though the black wings sitting around your shoulders made you less of a worshiping devotee and more a vengeful god the more Dazai looked at you.

"I see you've spotted my dearest companion," Fyodor purred. "Quite a stunning thing, aren't they- that perfect mix of beautiful and deadly."

"You always did have an eye for beautiful things," Dazai replied. His eyes were still firmly on you, his relaxed expression not doing much to hide the set of his jaw or the way every flicker of movement in your body drew his attention. For your part, you didn't look away either- your gaze felt like a blade dragging over his skin, ready to draw blood if you so chose to.

"As did you; that at least I respect about you. However I must advise you not to get attached in any way. They do very much belong to me."

Dazai chuckled. "So you've found yourself a pretty songbird, then? How sweet."

Your laugh cut off any words either men could further utter. "How rich," you sighed gleefully. Standing, you swung yourself around a beam before letting go, your body dropping like a black comet before your wings stopped your fall. "The very notion alone is more than amusing." Your smile was unnervingly polite, like the three of you were chatting in a cafe and not very ready to kill each other. "However," you continued, stepping smoothly towards the two men, "I think you'll find he belongs to me just as much as I do him."

And the horrible thing was, Dazai could see it was true. Fyodor respected your power, that much was clear; you stood at his side, not behind him, but as an equal. But he also picked up on something much more subtle: the way Fydor's gaze softened the smallest amount when you crossed in front of him, the familiar way with which you spoke of one another.

This was no simple alliance of power; the two of you loved each other in some strange twisted way.

"You know," you murmured, stepping closer to Dazai, "I am well aware he has no need of another's protection. He wouldn't have come so far had he needed anyone. But," you paused, tracing a knife tipped nail gently around the dip of his throat, "rest assured if you dare try and lay a hand on him, there is nowhere you will be safe from me."

"I think you'll find I'm not someone who is easily frightened by idle threats," Dazai growled.

"Oh but that's just it," Fyodor chuckled lowly as you returned to his side. "They aren't idle at all. Unlike me, you haven't seen just how well the color of blood decorates them so nicely. Truly a wonderful sight."

Dazai scoffed and ran a hand through his unruly hair. "You're fucking insane, both of you. You deserve each other."

"Perhaps," you replied. "But insanity and passion go well together.

That's why you haven't laid a hand on either of us!" Your cheerful smile chilled him, Fyodor's hand on the small of your back giving the two of you an eerily domestic look.

"You won't touch us because even you know nothing begets power quite like obsession."

[whiskydisky]

alright buddy you asked for those headcanons....

a lot of them are for rachel for some reason, or just me projecting, or really out of character, I thought of them in the shower, blah blah blah you don't wanna hear me yap.

some of them are also just "____ reminds me of _____", and they shift past and present tense cause I'm STUPIDD so sorry

ANYWAY

Andre

Andre doesn't really have a definite music taste, he just listens to whatever Cal likes and whatever's on the radio (OR SO HE SAYS)

He was pretty much a straight A student, he probably would've even gotten a scholarship.

His family has had Mel since she was a kitten.

His favorite arcade games are those hunting simulators with the guns.

REPRESSED HOMOSEXUAL (obviously), but he probably would've never figured it out anyways.

If he was alive today he would've been one of those shitty misogynistic fortnite players that watch andrew tate and you can't change my mind.

His bed is the best thing you will ever lay on, it's so ridiculously comfortable.

out of character, but it's funny, so who cares. andre secretly LOVES pop music, but he never really gets a chance to listen to it.

cannot draw anything to save his life.

HATES musicals. absolutely despises them.

still sleeps with this one stuffed animal he's had since he was a kid. its a lamb.

THE HEAVIEST SLEEPER YOU WILL EVER MEET. it is almost impossible to wake him up unless he does it on his own.

he's red to me.

autistic. how many more characters will I project onto? only god knows.

necklace guy.

one of those white guys that punch holes in walls when they get mad.

pops his fingers a lot.

paranoid about balding. (AND FOR GOOD REASON.)

Cal

knew absolutely nothing about guns before andre started talking to him about them.

him and rachel were childhood friends.

had a MASSIVE cd collection. just shelves and shelves of cds in his room that him and andre would listen to when they hung out.

doesn't really like going out.

sonic fan. im not explaining he just seems like one.

his entire wardrobe is just black band shirts and jeans because black shirts "go with anything" (he isn't wrong).

bracelet guy.

a little spoiled, ends up spending money like an idiot because of it. (example, his massive cd collection)

the way he was bullied was either physically or those kinds of "my friend has a crush on you" type deals

huge music geek, and gets angry when andre doesn't keep up with all of the stuff he tells him about bands.

REPRESSED BISEXUAL. he probably would've figured it out.

middle school was the absolute worst for him.

says the absolute meanest shit about people and then says "but who am I to judge?" and thinks that covers it

absolutely loved chuck e cheese animatronics as a kid.

he's blue to me.

draws on himself a lot, just draws in general, it's a way for him to fidget.

definitely neurodivergent.

chews off the paint on his nails, and his nails.

Rachel

hums a lot.

not exactly a "popular kid" but people do hang out with her.

air hockey god, nobody can challenge her, they will lose.

earing girl.

people sometimes look at her weird for hanging out with cal, but she defends him.

had a little crush on cal, but nothing would've really come out of it anyway.

her house is super nice, like those grandma homes with the glass figures and useless decor with lace everywhere and uncomfortable couches to sit on. I'll send a picture if u don't know what I mean.

really nice to hang out with.

fidgets with her hoodie strings a lot.

one of those people that can adjust their personality depending on who they're hanging out with.

doesn't like andre because of his reputation and how cal acts around him (like how he actually is), but she doesn't actively bully or talk about him. she isn't that kind of person.

absolutely loved prom but the ride home was so incredibly awkward that it almost ruined the night for her.

has naturally curly hair, but doesn't really treat it right so it's pretty frizzy.

HATES it when car windows are down, her hair gets in her face a bunch.

also doesn't like putting her hair up unless it's really hot out.

paints cals nails. she knows he's a little 💅💅💅 but doesn't say anything.

really liked cal.

i do think she moved on, but it definitely took her a long time.

I'm very sick and tired of the "lesbian best friend" trope in caldre fics, she just doesn't seem like it to me.

falls asleep unnaturally quick.

absolutely loves going out, especially to malls or the park where she can walk and talk with people.

really good in school.

freshman year was horrible for her.

really likes reading and writing, she has a journal that she keeps to herself, it's one of those that have keys to them and stuff.

absolutely obsessed with unicorns as a kid. wanted them to be real so badly.

worried about how she'd look on her college application.

hung out with cal AND andre one time. did NOT like it and absolutely still talks to cal about how bad it was.

AND THAT'S IT... SO... YEAH!

THABK YOU SO MUCH FOR FUELING MY BRAIN AHHH I LOVE THESE SO MUCH!!!!!!

[yandere--stuck]

i saw rqs are open and im curious if you’d write more yan joker? i dont have any specific ideas in mind, i just rlly love how you write him ^^

I hope this is to your liking! ^^

Can be any Joker but I leaned a bit towards Arkhamverse!Joker

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Moonlight poured in through the barred window of Joker's cell like how sight managed to slip through shaky fingers covering one's face. Joker had huddled himself into the corner closest to his bed where the most light was shed. He made swift, smooth motions with his arms, fingers flecked with red chalk dust.

He wasn't sure who had originally smuggled it in, not that it really mattered, but it had changed hands enough for The Joker to borrow (read: steal) it from Jervis. His cell was far too drab and colorless! He was sure ol' Jervy would understand. Being in this place really could make one go mad.

With a groan, the Clown Prince of Crime straightened up his back. It gave a few loud cracks and the man heaved a heavy sigh. This cell was far too cramped! It was an outrage! An outrage, he said! Two feet wide, and even then the bed took up most of the space, and what? Just barely over seven feet? Hell, his own bed was barely enough to fit him.

Not that he exactly had room to complain. He knew full well that, in the eyes of many, what he's done - and will continue to do - was beyond redemption. But, they still stuck him in this place to 'help' him. No space to move, barely any time outside, shitty food… So much for humane treatment.

It was funny. A smile rose to his lips. It was so, so funny. You'd laugh about it, he was sure. You always got the joke. 

He turned his attention back to his drawings. Big, gaping smiles, batmen made of blobs of red, harlequins with big hammers.

Joker's heart gave a twinge. He wondered how Harley was doing. It had been a long time since they allowed them to stay in the same cell block, so his nights had become a lot more quiet. A lot lonelier.

But among the other drawings that decorated his walls was a more consistent figure, consistent name. Doodled with hearts around them or drawings of clowns with heart eyes to the side. 

More than he wished for a bigger cell or Harley or Bats or a sudden explosion that caused hundreds of inmates to pour out and wreak havoc upon Gotham, Joker wished for you.

Joker sat back against his bed, knees tucked against his chest and back against the hard, rough walls of his cell. He slipped the chalk underneath his pillow and wiped the remaining red on his jumpsuit. 

Looking up, he watched as a cloud stretched over the sky, suffocating the moon and blotting out the sky, plunging his cell into darkness. A nervous, shaky feeling filled the Clown's chest. It was so quiet and so dark. Nothing for him to see, hear, nothing for his mind to clutch onto and distract him.

And most importantly, no you. Light of his life, treasure of his soul, oh, how awful they were for separating you from him. Not that that would stop him in the long run, of course, but it still hurt! Oh, where was he without you? And more importantly, where were you without him? Sure, he had his men observe you from the shadows, but they were idiots! They didn't know you like he did!

... Suddenly, a thought flitted into his mind and another smile graced his lips. It'd been some time since he last graced Arkham with a serenade.

"This song goes out to a special someone out there," The Joker giggled to himself. Laying his head against the wall of his cell, he began to croon, "Where, oh where, has my darling gone? Where, oh, where could they be?"

Memories of you flashed through his mind, making his grin grow and grow until his lips were near splitting from how happy you made them.

Green eyes twinkled with delight as the clouds passed overhead, light once again shining down on him. "We make such a great pair, when they laugh without a care…"

You really were magic, weren't you?

"With them, I'm a happier me…" He trailed off, voice soft and expression content.

Filled with warmth at the thought of you , granting him a bit of peace, The Joker laid down and allowed himself some rest. And he hoped that if he dreamed, it'd be of you.

[xxmia0wm4yh3mxx]

GLOOZE

(Chapter: 4)

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I really love making these its so fun to write these characters even if im bad at writing :3

I can't wait for chapter five!!!

(Also plz leave comments it makes me happy)

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The Boy stormed out of Able's office after a long and boring lecture about "proper classroom etiquette" and "Treating others how you want to be treated" So stupid... He's definitely never going back to school again

Enock: Hi...

Enock was timidly waiting for The Boy outside

The Boy: What?

Enock: Umm... I- um.. I wanted to- umm...

The Boy: Ugh, Spit it out man!

Enock: Umm.... I thought you were really funny... and... I wanted to give you something...

Enock nervously, he gives him a folded piece of paper, The Boy rolled his eye and grabbed the paper from him

He unfolded the paper and saw a drawing in crayon of him with small angel wings and a halo, it was simple and scratchly drawn in green pen, the drawing itself looked a bit strange, the eye was drawn in a realistically oval shape contrasted to the boy's cartoony circled shaped one, He gazed at the image, examining every doodle surrounding the Strange depiction of the Boy, He could feel his Eye start to water

He started tearing up

Enock: I-I did I do something wrong?? Is it the Artstyle??

The Boy: No... its fine... thanks dude...

Enock: do... do you... wanna play?

The Boy: Uh... sure!

Later, Enock took the boy to a long hall in the circus, unlike the Brightly colored circus, it was cute and pastel, calming yet fun, Doors where placed along side of the pastel walls each having the face and name of the pals on them, on the end of the hallway, right was a Orange colored door in a wacky shape, Enock's picture and Name on it as well as stickers and glitter plastered all over it

Enock: dishes myoom!! I decorated it with pretty stuff! Cool right? Qwerty said it was childish but my mom and dad really likes it!!

The Boy: Wah- Huh- um cool

Enock opened the door and led The Boy inside

It was a spacious room with striped walls and decorated with Drawings, photos and random decor, plushies and toys were everywhere, a small doghouse was sitting against a wall with balloon dog (giraffe?) Was sleeping peacefully, in the corner was a small twin sized bed ridden with plushies and colorful pillows, opposite to the door he entered was a out of place fancy looking door with stickers spread across it to make it blend in more, it was probably just a closet or something

The Boy was utterly entranced by the room like it was a world forged from his wildest dreams

The Boy: sick room dude!!

Enock: really? Forgor to clean it today

Enock: Hey! You wanna see something cool?? I always wanted to show it to someone

The Boy: Okay, hit it

He sit down on the floor

Enock: Okay, here it goes...

Immediately, Enock's body started to morph, he rapidly grew five new pairs of arms and legs, his torso split and his head went into the new cavity, he started levitating in the air

Enock: Guess wha I am!!

The Boy was equal parts gobsmacked and terrified, and a bit impressed

Enock: look Ima Sunshine!!

The Boy: Cool!!

Enock remorphed into his original form

Enock: Really? Everyone says its creepy

The Boy: Its totally awesome man!! What else can you do?

Enock: well... I can do this!!

Enock in Qwerty's voice: My Name is Qwerty and I'm reaaaallly boring and I talk in a boring voice like thiiiissssss

The Boy laughed, And Enock made alot of random cartoon noise in response

The Boy: thats so awesome!!! I bet you can pull a @#$% ton of pranks with that!

Enock: Nah, well, sumtimes, but I usually just make music!

The Boy: You make music too?! What do you sing about?

Enock: usually about things I like, my family, dinosaurs, sometimes death on occasions, food i like, or just random things I like!

The Boy: I always wanted to make music, I can't though, But If I could I would sing about how cool I am! Or maybe about something about dragons

Enock: I love Dragons!! My favorite are the rainbow ones!!

The Boy: I like the Big ones who have GIANT horns and Wings!!!

Enock: Golly! If I had Wings I'd fly just like my dad! And why I could visit Ms. Sun and Moon everyday!!

Enock and The Boy rambled with eachother, topics changing in a second, Enock started flailing his arms and legs and the boy bobbed his head back and forth

Enock: -Ms. Queenie is always in her garden, I like it there! Its really pretty, But she dosent like me in there she says always I step in the flowers, so I have to stare at the flowers from atleast five feet away, Marigolds are my favorite to look at, they're really, really pretty! And its my favorite color!! It also a symbolism of Death! I like death! He sure seems Lika swell guy!! He has a skull for a head lika cally-vara!! I've never had a cally-vara before, My mommy says all that sugar isn't good for me, But I really, really want to! She says I havta eat more veggies, but I don't like veggies at all! There gross, slimy, and green... Oh sorry! I didn't it like that!-

The Boy: No I totally get it! I hate veggies! They're totally gross, And I love gross things! Like, mud and swamps and green moldy cheese and bugs and barf and other stuff! But I don't like Adults, they don't like gross stuff and yell at me when I do things, I hate them!

Enock: I like some adults actually, Like momma and papa and miss sun and moon and miss Ragatha and Miss Gangle and mister miss Zooble and Mister Kinger and Queenie, I don't like Mister Jax though, He's mean to me, each is way I think Patchricia is mean to me, I'm happy my parents are nice, they're the best! My dad is super cool and Can make anything and my mom is super smart! I'm happy I have them And not other Adults, well Ms. Moon and Sun could be my parents, Miss Moon already Likes my mom and Dad and- Hey, Are you Okay?

The Boy was silent, he stopped bobbing his head and had a uncomfortable expression, they just stared at eachother awkwardly for a bit

Enock: Did... Did I ruin it?

The Boy was Still silent and looking at the ground, Enock could sense he was upset, he tired to think of something to cheer him up, and then he got a idea

Enock: Yanna see my house?? Its really cool and fun!!

The Boy: Isn't the Circus You're house?

Enock: No, nota Circus, My dad's manor!

Enock unzips one of his plushies and Grabs a key inside of it, he Goes up to the door opposite from the door they entered and unlocks it

The Boy rolled his eye Enock and the Boy stepped out of His room, Enock took his hand and guided him through the dark halls illuminated by candles sparked with crimson flames

The Boy: Oh Great, I great see your boring bourgeois house

The Boys Jaw drops when he steps out of the halls and sees a long hall draped in vibrant red, long marble pillers accented with gold stretched to ceiling, the ceiling was covered with an artistic mural of the heavens, diamond chandeliers hanged down like willow branches, Sunshine shined through the tallest stained glass windows he had ever seen, a long red velvet carpet spread out before the two childern rolling out farther than the boy could see, it looked like he stepped out of the mortal plane and into some kind of Valhalla

Enock: see? Its pretty isn't it?? This is only wonuva halls though, the actual rooms are much cooler

The Boy was silent, Astonished and completely overwhelmed by the sublime halls of the manor, Enock poked him to get a response

Enock: 大丈夫?

The Boy snapped out of his daze

The Boy: Wah- Huh- Uh.. I mean yeah its cool or whatever I guess...

The Boy tried to keep a cool and uninterested demeanor but Enock could sense he was impressed

Enock: Heyawunna seemy favorite places?

The Boy nodded his head and Enock Eagerly tugged him through the hall, Enock turned left and entered a twisted hall, it looked like it was melted and refrozen again, Enock stopped at a abstract door

Enock stepped aside urging The Boy to Open the door, The boy rolled his eye and pushed the door open, Enock then shoved him into the room

The Boy: Hey!-

Inside of falling on his face like he thought he would, he floated in the air like he was in outer space, floating furniture was scattered across the room, Enock jumped in to join the slimy boy

Enock: Dishestha Gravy Room!!

The Boy: Woah!- uh, Don't you mean Gravity?

The Boy awkwardly turned his body to face him, his jelly body hard to move in zero gravity, Enock Pushed away a full gravy boat the was floating towards him

Enock: Uhh yeah!

Enock: I like this room alot, Its really fun to pretend your flying or in space, I useto bring Qwerty in here, but they don't like it very much, But now you can play with me!! Tag!!

Enock poked his eye and flung himself from a floating table

The Boy: Hey!!

The Boy thrusted himself foward towards Enock, propelling himself like a fish in the water, Enock pushed himself against the wall dodging The Boys attempt to Tag him, they continued to play with eachother, Jumping from Floating furniture and bouncing off walls, after a while, They exited the Gravity room so they could explore more of the manor

Enock: C'mon!! I wanna show you more!!

They sprinted across the mansion, sliding down spiral stair railings and swinging from from antique chandeliers like a Jungle gym, they jumped from room to room, exploring the wacky wonders of the palace, They snacked on the walls and furniture in the candy room, explored in the Giant room, playing with the giant toys, and running from a giant soccer ball rolling towards them, bounced through the bouncey room and walked through an aquarium tunnel that was big enough to fit a blue whale, They Boy was especially estatic at seeing all the Different kinds of sharks

Enock: C'mon Greenie!! I haven't showed you the Safari Room Yet!!

The Boy: Im Coming Man! I'm still getting used to my Body!

The Two boys were running through the halls, Enock zipped past the rooms, The Boy barely being able to keep up with him with his gelatinous form, The Boy reached a fork in the road between two entrances, The right entrance emitted a soft glow, Curiously, he went right

He entered a large foyer, its colors where split down the middle, on the Side The Boy was on was bright warm red and on the opposite side in front of him was a soft blue manor, he slowly squirmed his way to the boy side

Enock: STOP!!! そこへ行かないで!!

Enock grabbed The boy and placed him on the red side of the manor

Enock: where not allowed to go on that side! My Uncle is kinda weird about his part of the house, Its boring there anyway so I don't like going there anyways, Qwertys allowed on my dads side because My dad is alot more fun than my Uncle, and also I think that My dad likes Qwerty more than My Uncle likes me, Momma says I'm being silly and that he loves me but I'm not really sure because he never wants to play with me and looks at me funny when I talk and-

Enock turned to see the boy staring up at the giant family painting placed between the red and blue side, He had a strange strange expression that Enock couldn't really identify

Enock: Hey... you al'ght?

The Boy: Im Fine....

Enock: No you're not, I can tell you're sad-

The Boy: I said Im FINE!!

Enock jumped back at the Boy's yelling, The Boy looked back at the Ground awkwardly, Enock could tell he was upset, he hated when his friends were sad, he had do to something, anything but stay here where he was upset

Enock: You... You Wanna go Play with The other Pals?

The Boy: ......

in the grounds the Pals are hanging out and play with eachother, Patchricia and Niku are playing tic-tac-toe together, Princessa and Princely are identifying bugs with eachother and was quietly Qwerty is reading a book

Patchricia: AH! I win again!

Niku: How do you keep beating me?? Are you playing a trick or something??

Patchricia: Nope, Guess im just naturally skilled!

Enock walked to join them, The boy trailing behind him

Enock: おはようございます、皆さん!!!

All of pals let out a audible groan

Qwerty: Enock, it is 4:05 pm, it is not morning anymore

Enock: I-I knew That!!

Enock twiddled his hands nervously before turning to the boy

Enock: So umm... Whattawanna play?

The Boy: I dunno, I'm done for anything

Enock: OH! OH! Can we play play space cowboys?? I never get to play that game!

The Boy: Uhhh.... Okay, sounds cool

Enock and the Boy were having a pretend standoff, using sticks as Laser pistols

Enock: This Spaceship ain't big enough for the both of us!!

The Boy: oh Yeah?? Well you know is big enough for the spaceship?

Enock: Who??

The Boy: YOUR MOM!!

They Boy let out a war cry and charged towards him, followed by Enock making a High pitched Screech while sprinting towards the boy, The crashed into eachother and thudded on the ground, they got off the ground and chased eachother, giggling while doing so

The Other Pals gave them passing looks, trying to ignore the loud racket the two boys where making

Enock: You're time is up Space Criminal! You can't out run the law!!

The Boy spinned around

The Boy: Well I can Out laser the Law, with this SICK @#$ HELL RAILGUN!

The boy positioned his hands to look like he was holding an invisible gun

Enock: WAIT, WAIT, WAIT! PAUSE, PAUSE! Who know what would be cooler than a pretend railgun??

The Boy cocked his head

Enock: a REAL Railgun! I can manifest it!

The Boy: You can Do that?!

Enock: Yeah!! JusHolon, I neda focus...

Enock took a deep breath and closed his eyes, he held his hands close together leaving a small space between them, The Boy watched as Enock's body strain and jitter

The Boy stared at him confused on what he was doing exactly, His confusion quickly turned to amazement when he saw a low polygon shape glitching into existence forming between his hands

The Boy: Dude!! That is Sick!!

Enock strained his body harder, beads of sweat trickling down his tooth face, he gritted his teeth together forcing all his mind power into his craft, the random pile of polygons glitched and flickered until it took on a rectangular shape, it flashed random colors it and started lighting up like a lantern, Qwerty Looked up from their book

Qwerty: ENOCK!-

In a split, A loud boom erupted throughout the the grounds, The pals were thrown violently, their screams lost amidst the chaos. Debris rained down, scattering in every direction, while dust and smoke stained the air

Slowly, they all got up, racked by the explosion and covered in dirt and smoke

Patchricia: Is everyone okay?..

Niku: ...No...

Enock crawled out of a small crater created by his attempt at creation

Enock: ugh... ....Cheesy rice...

Patchricia: ENOCK!!

Patchricia ran up to Enock, Rage filled her Cotten body

Patchricia: WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT ENOCK?! DO YOU REALISE SOMEONE COULD'VE HURT?? OR KILLED??

Enock Shrinked into himself, stroking the tendrils that dangled from his head to calm himself from the shaking panic that spread through his body

Enock: I... I didn't...

His breath hitched, tears welling up in his eyes, Niku waddled up to the Two, limping due to the pieces they lost

Niku: its not his Fault Patchy, He- He didn't know

Patchricia: I KNOW, he never means to mess things up, but he keeps doing things he KNOWS are Stupid!!

Patchricia: Maybe He should pay more Attention to the Real world instead of playing pretend all day and babbling about Skeletons and zombies like a He's a Stupid Baby!!

Tears streamed down Enock's face his voice hitching between sharp breaths

Enock: ...I'm... I'm notta dumb baby...

The Boy reformed his shape form from his compact shape and stood between Enock and Patchricia

The Boy: HEY! HE'S NOTTA DUMB BABY! HE ONLY WANTED TO HAVE FUN!!

Patchricia: Well That FUN Could've killed us!!

The Boy rolled his eye at what seemed to him as hysterical complaining

The Boy: You're Just Jealous that he's Funner, cooler and Awesomer than a Uptight, Bratty, STUPID B#$%@ LIKE YOU!

All the Pals gasped, mouths agaped, Patchricia stomped her foot on the ground and pinned her crinkly ears back, her teeth gritted and snarled at him, The boy was completely unfazed with the angry bunny and continued to stare her down

Qwerty walks inbetween them

Qwerty: Cease this behavior immediately, both of you are acting in an immature manner, Patchricia, your reaction was inappropriate and resulted in Enock becoming upset, When You are aware of his sensitivity to shouting

Patchricia thumped her foot repeatedly before slowing down

Patchricia: Yeah... I guess you're right... sorry...

Patchricia rubbed her arm awkwardly, And Qwerty turned to Face The Boy

Qwerty: I understand you are new and unfamiliar with our procedures, but your behavior was inappropriate, You should not have enabled Patchricia's unprofessional conduct, Additionally, Enock has made a dangerous mistake that he has repeated multiple times and must face appropriate consequences for his-

The Boy: Im not taking rules from a Guy in a PINK TUTU!

Qwerty: My wardrobe is not my choice, Please return to the subject at-

The Boy: Enock didn't do anything wrong! He just wanted to play!! Somthing YOU are Cleary above!

The Boy shoved Qwerty and they fell to the ground

The Boy: You think You're so smart but they're an Stupid kid like the rest of us!

The Boy: You're just trying to compensate for the fact that Enock is a Gazillion times more personality than you do! I mean just because you're an NPC dosent mean you have to act like One!

The boy grabbed Enocks arm

The Boy: C'mon Ennie, we're to cool for these LOSERS

The Boy Took Enock back Inside the circus, Enock was still teary eyed

Enock: No one... no one ever stood up for me like that... Thank you...

Enock Smiled warmly at the Boy, The Boy looked puzzled at Enock's expression, But slimed regardless

The Boy: Uh.. Um.. Thanks, I guess...

The Boy: Do You... Do ya wanna hang out more?-

A Loud warping rang through the Tent, indicating that the portal reopened

Enock: Mama!!

Enock ran off to the main area of the Circus,

The Boy followed and observed the Pals greeting their parents, Hugging them, telling them about their day, he saw Caine lift Enock off the Ground and spun him around Playfully and hugged him tightly

The Boy felt a Sting run through his body as he watched the Pals with there parents, he was overcome with a feeling of bitter resentment For the other kids, Kids, Like they were even kids, they weren't kids, they weren't even people, they were nothing but machines with preprogrammed responses, they didn't have feelings or thoughts, they were nothing but AIs, and to think he made a real friend...

Enock hugged his mother tightly, savoring each second with her

Enock: Oh! Oh! Mommy! Guess what?!

Pomni: what is it Ennie?

Enock: No, You havta guess!

Pomni: You... um... You taught Bananer a new trick?

Enock: Noooooooooooo

Enock Swayed side to side, his eyes glistening with Happiness, Caine floated down to Enock's height, Hanging upside-down

Caine: Well what is it Son?

Enock: I Made a New friend today!! A real friend!! And I wanna him to you!!

Enock Grabbed his mom's arm and dragged to where The Boy was, But he was gone

Caine: Oh! Is this another one of your invisible friends!

Enock: Huh- Wuh- No, he was right here and... Um... Nevermind momma...

In The manor, Pomni was washing the dishes that was generated every evening, Enock was telling his mom about all things he did with his friend

Enock: -And than we walked through the Fishy tunnel thing, He really liked the Sharks! Especially the Big ones with Sharp teeth!

Pomni: Wow, its sounds like you had a alot fun today!

Enock: Yeah, he also says alot of funny things I don get...

Enock: Hey momma?

Pomni: Yes Enock?

Enock: Whats a NPC?

Pomni felt her body freeze

Enock: Mamma? Whats wrong?

Pomni: ...Where did you learn that word?

Enock: My Friend said it to Qwerty today, Whats wrong mommy?

Pomni: NOTHING! N-nothing is wrong! Why would anything be wrong?? Haha!! I- Uh- I need to go talk to your Father

Enock watched as his mother ran off down the halls, He could tell She was lying to him, he could always tell

END OF CHAPTER 4

[wrongcaitlyn]

Just read chapter 17! It was sooo worth the wait!

It totally flew over my head that nico and will got a apartment (had to go back and reread, lol) but I feel like someone needs make a pintrest board on what there house looks like, what do you imagine?

As soon as I read that will was going to a party I KNEW he was going to trigger nico with alcohol. It was really sweet though how he just kept confessing his love to nico, I couldn't keep giggling at that part

Oh poor will, the dating accusations with ncio are only going to get worse lol. In all honesty I guess he's not going to care that much about people knowing he's bi, but I don't think nico will like the speculation

Nico making the luckey one the seventh track omg we love the cabin 7 refrence!

I am so ready for this new album (my spotify playlists consist of nicos music from this au, not even egsagurating) I'm so happy with the addition of all falls down (I hc that the saxophone was Austin's playing!)

Also will Hazel and or Frank ever make a appearance in this au? If not why? (Genuinely curious)

This was a great chapter! I hope you have so much fun at the eras tour, and I hope you get a good suprose song!

so sorry it took so long for me to respond to this!!! at first i wanted to wait till i was able to make a pinterest board, but then i couldn't really find exactly what i wanted (but still made a board - here's the link!) so i decided i'd just describe it:

it’s a penthouse, and right now it’s veryyyy empty. they moved into it just before will’s next semester started so not much time to decorate!! they kept all like the basic furniture, so i do think they have a sort of living room connected to the kitchen - hold up, now i’m realizing i sorta based that layout off my uncles house. don’t know why i did that but!! we’re going with it. so they have two couches in the “living room” and a tv, leading to a kitchen with the generic appliances + a kitchen island - then i think that there’s a hallway with doors to one of the bathrooms, the guest room, and the studio, and then the master bedroom is also like. right across from the kitchen. if im even making any sense. i actually don’t know what a penthouse looks like so im just going off of pinterest vibes💯💯 anyway i think that eventually, they’ll also def have a lot of (fake) plants (bc lord knows they don’t actually have time to water and take care of plants), and LOTSS OF BLANKETS. i think that like almost every time they go to a target or smth to get smth they actually need, they walk out of the store with at least one blanket. they’re all over the couches, the beds, the chairs, idk why but i just want their apartment to be very very cozy :) aside from that, will 100% has his record collection moved to their room, with a few hanging from the living room- there’s definitely shelves of a bunch of awards or posters and things like that - A PHOTO WALL TOO!! definitely a photo wall. i also think that both nico and will are very messy, at least when they’re busy with something (and they always are) so every countertop and table and desk is filledddd with clutter. like so much. papers and textbooks and headphones and laptops they’re everywhere.

i realize it’s actually really hard to explain my vision for their apartment, which is funny bc i have a very specific layout in my head - and also one for nico’s apartment in so american btw!! so maybe sometime ill figure out how to draw a floor plan just so i can show yall what im thinking, but in the end, that’s the general vibe of it!!

now on to the rest of the ask‼️

will is ADORABLE he’s just such a simp and i love him for that. drunk words r truly sober thoughts in his case

youre 100% right with will not really caring abt people knowing!! i know some people assumed that will was the one being outed, and this was going to lead to some sort of angsty plot line, but seriously- will doesn’t care for that stuff. in his eyes, he’s already out, because he’s come out to all of his friends and the people he knows. the people on twitter are trying to search for something that just isn’t really that important

YES YES YES FOR THE ALL FALLS DOWN HC!!! i forgot to mention the songs and the artists in the end notes but seriously, all falls down by lizzy mcalpine is SOOOO fucking nico. i almost considered it being apollo (which i think it could also be) except the production style just wasn’t rlly very him if u get what i mean?? he’s much more like mainstream pop, and nico is too but he’s less worried abt sticking to a genre and i think it matches him perfectly

hazel and frank WILL be making their appearances soon!! i’ve had their backstories planned for sooo long and i can’t WAIT to finally include them. it’s been a long time coming but i swear it’ll be worth the wait!!

thank you SOO MUCH and i’m sorry again for taking so long to respond to this!! i had an incredible time at the eras tour and got some AMAZING surprise songs so thank you for that!!

[kawaii-butt-crust-core]

Rise of the TMNT headcanons because I feel uhhhsodk emotions or something

Warnings: anxiety , gore mention, trauma/PTSD mentions, kidnapping, yelling mentions, claustrophobia mention, if I missed any please lmk ‼️‼️

Donatello ( my favorite hands fucking down )

LOVES "it's always sunny in Philadelphia" and relates to Dennis wayyy too much

( also made a joke about how splinter is frank and he was actually cool with it )

Likes those HYPERBOP and songs like that

At 5am and raph is waking up for the day and he finds Donnie in his room fully awake

"Ive been up for 3 days everything is haunted everybody's evi-"

He also likes twentyone pilots

House of gold, taking my time on my ride, and car radio are his favorites

Actually hates monster ( like the drink ) but he has a can in his room from 2020 that he just poured out for decoration

( honestly I can't even really hate on it I think 2020 just ruined it LMAO )

Has no blankets. Sleeps with a single sheet and a unwashed unsheeted pillow.

Is one of those people that people mistake for way older

Yokai thinks he's at least 18-20 and get so freaked out finding out he's actually just 14

( he loves the attention )

He actually likes HOMESTUCK 😭

( this is based on my friend who likes Homestuck and they remind me of Donatello to some degree )

Has a fan that hasn't had a break since 2016

Maybe longer

Has seasonal depression

He likes to be with April or doing something during the winter because of it to distract himself

April and raph are good with helping him

Leo knows but he knows to just stay out of his way and leave him the fuck alone

And Mikey hasn't really been told because Donnie feels like he's burdening people with his problems ( he didn't even want Leo to know but he just caught on )

He even feels guilty for dragging April and raph into it

Him and Mikey LOVE LOVE LOVED spiderverse

( Donnie got the movie illegally before it even came out )

This mother fucker definitely fell to his knees for spider punk im so sorry

This same mother fucker also probably loved Danganronpa...

He doesn't really like southpark but some episodes get to him

LOVES GHOSTFACE

TO ANOTHER LEVEL

NO ONE CAN LOVE GHOSTFACE AS MUCH AS HIM

Actually probably has purple injected into his veins

"yeah my veins bruise in the blink of an eye and I can't move my body sometimes but so what? It was worth it??"

hates on dream so hard....

DONT HUG ME IM SCARED AKWNWJJF

ALL OF THE BOYS WATCHED IT ( maybe not raph tho actually )

He actually made discord ( idk if I'm even joking or not )

Would this be a good time to add a picture of what I think human Donnie would look like?

Uhhh yeah

Yeah I think so

Ok next

Leonardooooooooo

Just fyi this shit is gonna be so angsty

It will dip I promise

He can't get enough of those "drake the type" memes

But also low-key he is drake

Has a hello kitty clock in his room that actually works for him

He was that annoying ass kid who would say "I can scream like a girl" and then scream to the top of their fucking lungs

The ADHD was tooo muuchhh

So he just basically climbs walls who cares

He's on the ceiling? What's new.

Ok so spieerpunk had don to his knees but Leo was all for Miguel

" NOOOO MY SPIDER PAPIIIII- " *splinter right fucking there*

Daddy issues just crawling out of all of their skin ANYWAYS

Can't draw for shit but loves art

The way he words things makes him sound like a complete gaslighter but he's just stupid

"?? I don't gaslight?? HUH no seriously what did I do?"

The Mario movie possessed him for a while tbh

DIP!

even hours after him returning from the prison realm he was dissociating so bad he was crying to feel something

Just a few weeks later, he isn't better yet by any means he's just ok enough to function

Someone dropped a plate or something ( I probably need to rewatch the scene before I make headcanons for it LMAO ) or dropped a pot, something loud

And he practically went down with it

He fell to the floor and stayed there for a bit

He didn't cry or say anything

Then Mikey tapped his shoulder and he fucking SNAPPED

He will never forgive himself

🫶🏼

The CRUCIAL NIGHTMARESS

*rubs my hands in evilness*

He could feel the same AIR as the prison realm at times

He smelt the same scent

Raph, draxum, and Casey had to sleep in the same room for a while so they would hear him

But sometimes he didn't loudly jerk himself awake

Sometimes it played through and he woke up and didn't make a peep

Sometimes they knew and sometimes they didn't

Most of the time one of them would just wake up because of instinct and see him just frozen

Can't handle gore now

He used to but can't anymore

It reminds him of 1

The kraang

And 2

Seeing his brothers eye all fucked up like that was too much

There were times he didn't even know who he was anymore

He was scared to leave his room for a while and felt such bad guilt for it

While they're out on a mission and Leo's just curled up in his room blowing up raphs phone

Raph wishes he could say something like "oh how the tables have turned" but this isn't what he wanted at all

Uhh ok sudden switch up

HE LOVES BO BURNHAMMMM

Him and Don and Mikey listen to Will Wood

SHAYFER JAMES TOO

JUST THOSE TYPES OF ARTIST

Mixed with late 90s to early 2000s

"erm.... what da flip ;-; NO STFU IM JUST KIDDING STOP BULLYING ME ITS A JOKE-"

Him if he was a hummmaannn

+ maybe some scars on his back

Raphael

Blind in his one eye and low-key has bad eyesight in his other one

He can still see decently but it's pretty much fucked

He likes squishmellows but he knows Mikey LOVES them so if he buys/ finds one, he'll give it to Mikey

He's more of a "childhood stuff animal nostalgia" anyways

Doesn't like to cuss but if he's REALLY scared, he'll let a loud and quick "FUCK -" slip out of his mouth

Or if he's angry hell mumble "this bitch-" or something like that

He feels like he's not doing enough as a brother but genuinely forgets that he needs to take care of himself

Not physically but more so emotionally

He beats himself up when making a mistake even if it was out of kindness

He doesn't think things all the way through and just immediately jumps to "I wanna help people!"

And ends up making a bigger mess so he feels like a bad person

( people have reassured him he's not but he plays back how people get mad at him when he messes up and he doesn't know how to forgive himself if someone got THAT mad at him )

He sometimes just gets this burst of love and just hugs one of his siblings or friends

I think he doesn't develop feelings easily ( infact it's kinda hard for him to, not in a bad way )but one time there was a yokai, about his size, and they really enjoyed each other

He didn't tell anyone but he got her number and they still talk and he might have small feelings for her

The reason he hates being alone because it's a PTSD thing ( that only got worse after the kraang thing )

( he was alone and in danger for most of the movie, the only reason he wasn't freaking out because he knew if he did he was fucked )

And he got possessed before he could even lose his shit

But basically I think he got kidnapped by a hunter and held him captive ( either chained, or in a cage ) for 2 days before splinter found him

( yes they searched for him for 2 days )

The hunter would shoot his gun next to the cage ( or restraints ) he was in to purposely mess with him

And if he cried he would get in his face and start yelling until raph forced himself to stop crying because of fear

It was traumatic

Splinter has his own trauma from losing his fucking kid for 2 days, but it still fucks with raph badly

He still remembers it so vividly that it feels like it had only happened a week ago

So add that in top of the kraang doing what they did to him.....

He was only holding it together for Leo tbh

He can't go to certain areas or he'll start to hear the hunter yelling in his face again, like a hallucination

It's gotten a little bit better over time but the kraang set him so far back

He was also already claustrophobic, but if anyone tries to hold him down now he just immediately throws them off

And hard

Anything that really reminds him too much of the past he just starts freaking out

So he doesn't like to be alone :)

I could do a separate post for this maybe

But moving on

Any early 2000s song from anyone or any 2000 themed song is his SHIT

They did a karaoke night and he did Brittany spears ( yes I know that's like late 90s but yk THAT CATEGORY )

He put on a blonde wig tho and was actually kinda feeling it at some point

He LOVES walking around at night

Just strolling

He loves food. He eats everything

There is nothing he won't eat

He just loves everything

I forgot his scar sadly but here 😔‼️💔

( the nose piercing is fake he's too scared to get one HELP )

Mikey:

This lil shit STEALS

HE USES HIS INNOCENCE TO HIS ADVANTAGE

And I sleeps fine at night with all of it in his room.

ADVENTURE TIMEEE

he loves cartoons

Adult cartoons, children cartoons

If it's animated he wants it injected into his spinal fluid

His music taste is everything

But he really likes indie / indie rock songs

Has all of his art and drawings hung up on his walls

There's maybe one or.two posters he actually bought the rest is his art

Loves spiderverse but he couldn't even enjoy it because he kept looking at Leo crazy with this out of pocket comments

"I wanna pick him up like a baby lion and wash him and feed him milk and release him back into the wild"

"*deadpan* Leo. What the actual hell."

Draxums favorite. Only Mikey knows he's his favorite. If anyone asks drax who his favorite is he says he hates everyone equally and looks over at Mikey

Speaking of drax I think they're vent buddies

Drax vents to him Mikey vents to drax

Drax was very helpful with all of them during the time they were all fucked up from kraang

He even got them into therapy but I'm gonna make a draxum section because I love him ( I lied he's my favorite character, then Donnie)

( God I love drax and Mikey so much let me go on a rant rq )

Apart of draxs training he could definitely pass as a licensed therapist

So if really anyone has some sort of mental thing going on he's there

Even for Leo ( even tho Leo didn't really want his help, that quickly changed tho, again I'll just put this in his section✨ )

But Mikey has these really bad panic attacks that even his brothers don't know about

Only splinter and drax

Splinter is there to comfort him and drax is there to let him talk about it

Mikey doesn't want his brothers to know because he's technically the "therapist" so splinter and drax will never tell anyone

Watched MSA just to make fun of it

Also says cringe shit because he thinks it's funny like Leo

"GYATTTTT....... Y'all know I'm joking right-"

Loves Lilo and stitch

Has an art Instagram with over 1000 followers

LOVES SPICY FOOD

He ate the spiciest chip and then asked for another

Loves spooky month

Fought leo for that damn hello kitty clock

Then stole it

" I'm in your walls :3"

He ate a like 2 handfuls of orbeez when he was 5 before splinter caught him

HUMAN

Draxum:

MY ACTUAL FAVORITE FUCKING CHARACTER AAAAAAAAA

YES I absolutely believe he could qualify as a therapist and he absolutely uses that to his advantage

Leo was still "ish" about draxum but he became a lot more appreciative of him during the times that raph and Casey couldn't be there ( like missions )

He even took time out of work to be there

If he called? He's already almost there

He absolutely a mom IDC he even has the messy mom bun

Mikey calls him dad and that's part of the reason he's his favorite

"honey, it was ruined when she bought it *snaps*" ( I'm sorry ) ( I have to draw this now)

LOVESS BLANKETS

Like all the blankets

The resting bitch face is so real

He has to be leaping for joy happy to maintain a happy face

Goes to Donnies room and tells him to lay his ass down ( he doesnt )

Sends millennial memes to the boys....

*insert a cat smashing on a piano* he's wheezing.

Him and Mikey paint together sometimes

Because he can actually paint super fucking good

Scars all around his body

HUMAN FORMMM

Thats all ill probably make more for April and Casey and splinter

[favoriteizzy]

@e-vay

OMG I finally got back to WRITING!! I've been going through way to much but i'm finally able to take a break and get back to my favorite hobby and I'll be doing more fanfics later Also Happy late birthday E-vay this is for you

A Trip Of Rivalry

Ima do at least 10 parts / and if you want to write something or draw something about this fan fic pls use hashtag # A trip of rivalry! I am trying to be famous so this helps alot

While Amy and Sonic went to the client’s house, Shadow and Aurora had just arrived to the brand new Diamond Café. It opened up a month ago and Rouge told shadow about the place. Not because of the name itself, but because of how it looked. They Hopped of the motorcycle and entered the place for the reservation. As soon as they entered they would be shined with bright diamonds around the place with blue and white walls and white tables with such fancy chairs and many decor. Shadow started to feel guilty because he didn’t think this would be a well and fancy café, he thought the name was just something to catch customers in, but by the way this place looked, this was for people who were going on dates or a anniversary celebration. But of course those to were the only ones with normal clothes people would wear to the mall. After waiting only 10 minutes a employee came to escort them to there table. “ Thank you” Aurora said sitting down. “ Your welcome the waiter well be here shortly” the employee replied walking away to help the next person. They opened the menu and went to see the foods. Shadow ordered a steak medium rare while Aurora ordered the chicken Alfredo pasta. The couple talked about how their day was and their plans for the following week.

(TIME-SKIP because i'm still learning about how to write good dialogue sorry LOL)

They were halfway through their food and so far they had absolutely no complaints. Even shadow cracked a smile here and there because he honestly enjoyed his steak. "So...sense my parents will be working for a while how about we head to the park I'd need to blow off some of this pasta im full" Aurora said patting her stomach showing she was about ready to go. "Yeah I'm with you on that I could blow some fat off too how about a little race while we're at it~" Shadow said giving Aurora a smirk challenging her. "Oh your own mister!". Shadow pulled out his wallet and payed for the food. They exited the restaurant feeling full but satisfied with no longer feeling the need for food. Once again they hop on shadows motorcycle riding to the nearest park. Before shadow drives quickly aurora grabs her phone and snaps a photo of her and shadow riding around the city then sending to her mom saying "Having a great time tell dad I said hi love you both ❤️" She put her phone in her pocket and held onto shadows back as they get closer to their destination.

[bakugoushotwife]

I'm here for your match ups babe. I'm infp, a Pisces, I enjoy art, anime, video games. You can do guys or girls don't really care. I'm also chaotic with my ADHD. I can't wait to see who you choose. Take your time and stay hydrated.

P.s there is only four right answers.... JK I'm honestly curious who you pick for me

newtnewt hehe im excited but i'm sure you already know what's under the cut!!

i ship you with...

c h o s o

also before i get into this, i'm curious about the other possible correct answers. i feel confident in yuuta, and i'll throw megumi in here too. i know choso is a right answer, so who am i missing??? nanami? gojo?

but back to the main event

choso is so baby omg

i think he would be the perfect gentleman, super understanding and validating of your gender identity. he was a glob of cells for 150 years so he's all about paving your own way and he will defend your honor from nasties thru and thru

i totally see you getting him hooked onto video games. like you let him use a nintendo switch for animal crossing one time and now he's buying his own

down to try anything you like, always approaching it as more things you can do together if he likes the game or anime you show him

choso is clueless and attentive at the same time, which comes across as you talking about your recent drawings and choso decorating his wall with them or picking out every box of colored pencils he ever comes across until tlc's hoarders should be on the scene

all ways he shows you his love though, the calm in the storm during panic attacks or struggles with adhd, he's gotten very good at distracting you and talking you through it

keeps you on task as well as anyone though, mostly because he is always gentle and kind to you and you never feel scolded

he is a drama king like wants work tea and actively comments his real opinions LMFAODJDSHFHS

he doesn't understand a lot of human structure, so when you complain about work or doctors or medication he always gives you a deadpan and completely serious, "burn it all down."

though that's tempting, little brother yuji always makes sure to specify that choso is being sarcastic...though we're not so sure he can do that

overall i give this a chef's kiss

[itsfairly]

Hiya, I just came across your tea themed ask game. Idk how old it is but I wanted to participate:

Palm tree, nutmeg and papyrus

🧚🏾‍♀️ I feel like I should use this emoji bc of your @. On a completely different note, baby talk has me thinking of dad nanami so thank you for making it hard to focus on anything else 🙇🏾‍♀️ I have to work in 2 hrs too!

Sincerely 🦋 Jade

hi jade! thank you for calling!

first things first, im glad you liked baby talk. i think its my first fanfic i've written about nanami and i honestly want to write more about papamin. so trust and believe i am planning to talk about him because nanami as a dad? yeah, that doesn't really leave my mind either. i might use the fairy emoji a bit more haha, i didn't really though much about its relation to my url until now!

palm tree ⇢ do you have a fictional villain you shouldn’t like but love regardless?

i dont think i do. but if i had to mention one, i would go with the fates from hadestown. i know they are more of anti-hero, neutral character, but the way they are portrayed comes across as playful and even daring when pushing the other characters to their limit is soooo fun. their songs in the musical are so good as well. i know they aren’t villains, but they also seem pretty shameless with their behavior, so that’s why I’m mentioning them!

nutmeg ⇢ how’s your room/home decorated? do you have a specific theme or style going on?

i dont have a specific aesthetic in my room. if anything, i just try to make it look and be cozy as well as having bits of me around it. i feel that if you were to look around it, you would know a little more about me: my favorite colors, my hobbies, my music tastes, etc. actually, the main colors on my page (the brown and blue) are the main colors, each being the base and accent respectively. i do put a a lot of stuff in my wall—pictures, drawings, stickers, places i've been too, and such.

i try to make my room look as close as to who i feel i am to be comfortable in it.

papyrus ⇢ if you put your ‘on repeat’ playlist on shuffle, what’s the first song that comes up? what do you like about it / associate it with?

I got i bet on losing dogs by Mitski. I'm a sucker for sad songs and Mitski knows how to write them. this song specifically makes me think about wanting to stick to something just because you are familiar to it or you're not quite ready to let go of it even if you know its doing you no good. in a way, it comforts me because it makes me thinks on the things i am still holding on and that i could live without. besides that, i mostly associated it with friendships I've had in the past that i didn't feel but stuck with because if not i would feel alone.

hope your shift went well!

get-to-know-me ask game (heres the voicemail)

[monoton-e]

lovely little update:

i'm doing pretty good, all things considered. i'm actually learning how to drive behind the wheel, continuing transitioning my diet to foods that better serve me and my health, actually cleaning my room (I have never had a room be 100% clean. Always boxes here bags there, temporary tidy, so uh, this is HUGE for me. Just need to downsize my clothes and deal with a SINGLE box of old mail and paperwork. Woo), hell, decorate my room for the first time ever too (I've been living with blank off white walls ever since I've had my own room so it feels weird), listening to more music, cut off some people I thought were friends simply because we were in the same guild and not because of anything genuine, and stuff. Im shit at school, I realize. I dont know how to study. Also I procrastinate everything, really really bad. I started playing guitar again and I plan to start drawing again; it's been too long. My situationship remains as is, a situationship but honestly, its like a fwb but the benefits are emotional LMFAO well, there *is* some actual fwb but its all online which is a okay with me. Honestly a solid support friend, and I've gotten much closer to 2 other friends recently too. Its nice seeing people being genuine in their interactions with me simply because they want to be around me. I'm on the fence over one friendship, we call eachother besties because of how much we've gone through together, but they don't understand that I want nothing romantic with them, not even my normal everyday soft fluff affection I give to my friends normally. I've been distancing myself because its all I really can do. My relationship with my sister is still shit but we're taking it a day at a time. My parents and I are on better terms, but also tense in its own way because of financial tensions. I dont talk to my niece as much, but we still send eachother memes. Same with my bro. Thats really it. Oh, and my cat is still here, follows me around more often lately and likes to take naps on his tree and my room when its cold.

I'm doing good, still depressed and mentally and emotionally *shxt* but I'm good. Vitamin water is lit. So is sourdough toasted with a bit of honey on it. Lavender earl grey tea with a spoonful of shite sugar and a dash of milk is delicious. I miss the feeling of my skin being hydrated by simply existing outside like it was in LA. I am lonely as I dont have anyone out here in ABQ to call a friend and to spend time together but it is what it is. I feel more truthful and honest and more.. sincere? I dunno, I normally am but this time I dont really make an effort to fake it or try to people please anymore. Its been interesting.

I'm taking 2 classes and failing them rn (statistics and english). I haven't worked since November.

I'm struggling so much. Some days, the smallest thing will make me cry. Oh yeah, I'm a big ol crybaby these days. I'm sensitive af (not new) but I've been just feeling things out as long as I need to. Its not really good or bad, nor helpful really, but its nice to just let it out, exist, and listen to music.

I found my meds (been off for a few months b/c I lost them and lost the will to take em) but I took my first pill in a long time today. And yeah. Now thats it.

Thanks for reading, maybe I'll have more to say in terms of accomplishments next update, we'll see

[kazuwhora]

hii I hope you're ok from your car accident! are you taking care of yourself! I hope so <3 if you're feeling up to it can I request ran, hanma, and kazutora holding your hands during sex :o and make sure to keep yourself well!

hi sweet anon! i'm ok ty for being worried! I hope this is ok <3 I kinda wavered off of hand holding a little heheh im sorry likes reblogs and tags are appreciated!!!

SUMMARY: ran, hanma, and kazutora & how they hold your hand while they fuck you

CW: fluffy smut, rope play, oral (f!receiving) sub!kazutora dom!hanma dom!ran

RAN

ran's favourite thing to do is spoil you, both in every day life and in bed. he lives to see you living like royalty, he lives to see you shaking from just his tongue alone. that's why he'll have you draped in the prettiest red robe decorated with embroidered flowers sitting on the ivory coloured chaise at the end of your bed, chin resting on your knees as he let his hands wander up and down your body, exploring every inch of skin with just the tips of his fingers. and he can't get enough. he can't get enough of the way goosebumps will raise on your skin wherever he grazes, he can't get over the way you instinctively squeeze your thighs together the second his other hand starts to creep between them, heat falling both on your cheeks and to your core in embarrassment. "you're so beautiful" he'll smile up at you, chin still resting lazily on top of your knees, lazy eyes twinkling and filled with lust. he'll snake his hand further up your thighs, fingers teasing at your clit and a cocky smile adorning his lips when you gasp and shift just from a single tease to your core. "you gonna be a pretty little girl for me and let me have you?" he coos, tone spoiled by desire now and hunger tainting his lips. you can only nod shyly, parting your legs just enough for ran to slip two slender fingers past your folds, massing your walls gently until he had you leaning back against the bed with softened moans echoing through the room like music to his ears. "fuck" he'll curse, adjusting his finger to just the right spot triggering an unrestrained whimper from you. "need to taste you baby" he says in almost a moan itself, arousal growing as he watches the way your body responds to his touch. you nod once more for him, falling back to your elbows as ran's free hand pushes your thighs further apart, head now buried in your cunt lapping relentlessly at your clit. he felt animalistic like this, feigning for your taste, fingers curving to massage your walls in all the right places leaving you trembling and crying out his name in a chorus of whimpers and pants. "taste so good" he'll mutter, voice humming against your clit sending shivers up your arms. this is when ran will snake his hand up your sides, quickly finding comfort interlocked with yours beside you. his thumb will run up and down your finger, drawing small circles and patterns to match the motions of his tongue as he pushed you closer and closer to your high. "can you cum for me pretty girl?" fuck. ran's praises are too much. too much to process, too much to listen to while his fingers reach for your sweet spot, pressing in harmony with his tongue on your clit that's enough to have you seeing stars, lids fluttering in pleasure while his name flows from your lips in a symphony of babbles and moans. and god does ran love it. the way your juices taste on his tongue, coating his lips and cheeks, and the stuttered tensing of your walls and hand around his fingers as he quickly brings you to your high, keeping your hand locked with his all the way down. "that's my girl." his tone is soothing as he licks your cum from his fingers, then allowing his hand to trace circles on your trembling thighs. "did so good for me baby"

HANMA

how does hanma hold your hand when he fucks you? the question can't be answered, because hanma can't hold your hand. but of course, how is he expected to when he's got your wrists bound in front of you, sitting back on your ankles which are bound by the same cords keeping you from moving anywhere but where hanma wants you to be. that is, right in front of him, lips nearly touching his aching cock. Hanma might hold your hand, but not the way you'd think. oh, no. instead, he'll wrap his hand around the binding at your wrists, lifting your hands to his cock and motioning for you to take his length in your palms. you'll stare up at him all doe eyed and innocent hoping he'll let you off without having to do too much hard work, but hanma doesn't fall for it. "come on princess, I know you can do it" he'll whine in a mocking tone of voice that comes from getting such a thrill out of watching you aimlessly try to pump his cock in your hands, struggling with your bindings and whimpering gentle pouts for him to hear. "Aw, what's the matter? Can't do it?" he teases, throwing his head back in jest at your pathetic attempts to get him off. you can only shake your head in a pout- you try to speak, but the ball gag hanma has fastened to your mouth just leaves you murmuring muffled sounds of complaint. "guess I gotta do it myself" he spits, pushing you to your back leaving you squirming beneath his stature as you desperately adjust your position for him. hanma wont waste time with thrusting his leaky cock inside you, releasing an almost angry sounding moan as he felt your muscles tighten and your core tremble. "fuck you're such a good girl" he'll groan, his hands grasping yours and pushing them with quite some force above your head. he has you pinned beneath him now, cock pumping deeper and deeper inside of you as his hips snapped with merciless rhythm. he'd stop every now again, whenever he felt your fingers begin to grip his hand in pleasure, pausing to enjoy the moment and the fucked out look on your face. "you love it when I fuck you stupid don't you princess?" he'll ask, but his words escape in stutters as hanma can feel himself so close to his peak. this is when his grip on your hands grows tighter, almost hurting now as his tempo reaches an unrelenting pace, groans and curses falling to your ears as you both share a moment of clouded vision, heads tingling in synchrony as hanma releases ropes of warm cum inside you, the tension in your core snapping with his release. hanma will breathe heavily, eyes still shut and hands still interlocked with yours above your head. he'll stay here for a moment, before coming to his senses and yanking his hand free. "a good little whore for me aren't you?" he'll ask, using the tip of his cock to smear his cum all over your swollen clit. "good girl"

KAZUTORA

it isn't typical to find you pinned under kazutora. usually it's the other way around, but something about the way your eyes begged for him, something so rare and so needy had him desperate to please you, finally being the one to do the work and take care of you. at first he was hungry for it, taking his time decorating your skin with red marks and gentle scratches as his lips explored your jaw, your neck, your collarbones. salivating. kazutora was nearly drooling for you, desperation only rooting deeper in his psyche as he easily found himself lined up with your entrance, aching cock begging to feel your walls tighten around him. but kazutora is a good boy. he might be on top but he'll still wait for your nod or touch of approval like he always does, hands nearly reduced to tremors as he pants heavily, eyes trained to yours desperate for your cue. it only takes the slightest hint of a smile for him to sink himself deep inside you, a whimpering moan falling from his lips as he does. his hands at first grasped your waist, the other on the bed to steady himself. but the way his cock disappeared into your body had him barely able to keep himself up. kazutora's hands found their place interlocked with yours slightly above your head, his fingers tangled in a strong grip as his hips set a languid rhythm of thrusts despite his frantic desire to feel more and more of you around his throbbing cock. the way he holds your hands is so delicate, yet so intense. filled with passion, desperation, temptation. his hands will slip every now and then when his forehead is lowered to meet yours- sandy eyes squeezed shut as his pace never falters and small moans trickle over his lips. kazutora will begin to finally fall apart when the sudden squeeze of your cunt sends shivers down his spine and you can feel how his cock twitches inside of you in response. one hand that had been so comfortable interlaced with yours will find itself tangled in your hair, the other gripping your hand in waves of pulses in line with his thrusts. the sheer contact of his hand in your hair alone is enough to have your legs shaking for him, walls fluttering around his cock as a satin white ring of your juices coats the base of his cock. but kazutora can't stop to admire how delicious you look messy on his skin, because he's too busy with his head buried in your neck and hair letting out strangled moans as he paints your cunt with his cum. "feels so good inside me kazu" you'll coo, the sound of his name falling off your tongue causing him to stutter his hips forcing his cum to drip down his cock that is still buried so deep inside you. "I love it when you fuck me". kazutora thinks he could cum again from your words alone. and maybe, he just will.

[miutonium]

Lmao so I'm still sick today and I stayed in bed the whole day because of that but I needed to feed my brainrot so instead of being miserable in bed not being able to draw and do my work, I wrote a fic of Utonium and Chloe because I've been obsessing over the thought of them slow dancing and just me writing a HC of ut isn't enough lol

I guess this should be consider as a song fic? Idk man but shhh please im begging u pls listen to "Dynamic Superior - If I Could Meet You" because its so underrated and it's such a sweet song ;e;

Anyway there's no warning inside other than light angst and probably mention of Chloe's past? Tell me if you want to make me tag something just in case i missed out.

Fic under cut cuz apparently it was 2.3k words lol

"No way,"

Is the first word that came out of Utonium's mouth when she admits to him that she never slowed dance.

"You're kidding, right?" He asked, it's not confrontational, no. Rather he find it amusing that his girlfriend confesses she never slowed danced before.  Throughout his time getting to know her, through their small talks when he was her patron, shoving pancakes into his mouth as he secretly steals a glance of her through the reflection of the corner mirror, and when he finally dated her, listening to her talking about her wild adventure back in her early 20s, he never really thought that her never slow dancing before would amuses him more.

"No, I actually never did." She confirmed her previous statement as she gets up from her seat from one of his couch in his office.

"Hmm, but you told me you used to go to clubs before, right?" He asked more, his posture now straightened up to focus on her, curious to know what her answers will be.

"Well, yeah, but it's not the same though. At clubs you just dance erratically to whatever the crazy beat was and you're surrounded by a bunch of intoxicated ravers." Chloe explains further, while mindlessly checking out his shelves full of books and piles of papers she will never understand.

"How about school though? You can't tell me you dont have those in your homecoming prom?" Utonium shifts his swivel chair towards her direction, by this time he already lost interest on continuing writing his notes and tucked his pen into his pocket. "I mean, even back in the 60s we have those, although we're swaying to Elvis." He continued.

"I thought Elvis was lame by the 60s," Chloe turns her head to Utonium,

"Well, technically you're right, that's what you get when you have adults at that time be in charge of the music selection." He chuckled slightly, remembering his time back in high school wearing an oversized suit belonging to his ol' pops. Eugene never let him wear his tartan suits even though they're equally the same size no matter how much he argued and cried to his mom about it and Utonium never owned a suit other than it's a hand-me-down from his relatives at that time.

For a moment, there was silent. The only audible thing was the table fan whirring and blowing cool air in the room, none of them seem to speak again. And that's what they always do in the room, talk until the conversation die down and do their own thing in silent. And it's never awkward to them, Utonium finds her presence to be welcoming, even when he's busy either writing notes for his next class or stressing over writing some finishing touches to his papers. Knowing that he isn't alone and being able to look at Chloe reading magazine or napping on his couch with the book covering her face eases him tremendously. Sometimes he laid his lab coat on top of her just to cover her from the cold air.

His office used to be messy and....lifeless, as Chloe would say. White walls with brown and nude furnitures decorating the space, with piles of documents and papers strewn on his tables and coffee marks on the work table that he didn't seem to bother wiping out. Although, oddly enough, other spot doesn't seem to be affected by the mess, only his table were a nightmare for Chloe to witness. Utonium couldn't recall why he let her into his office in the first place, his own kids rarely goes inside his office as well. But nevertheless, he welcomed her presence into his office and let her add a few decoration of her own just to lighten things up in the room. From an outsider's eyes, its pretty easy to catch on which stuff belongs to Utonium or Chloe, the random pink flamingo figure right next to his brown golf bag doesn't seem to match his aesthetic to start with, and so does the random decorations and a vase full of fresh  flowers right on top of his coffee table. But he accepted it, it makes him happier that his office looks more like theirs now.

"No, I don't. I didn't go to my prom." And Utonium snapped back to reality when he realized Chloe now stares back at him from a distance, now playing with

an hourglass from the bookshelf. "Back then, my parents couldn't afford the fee and a pretty dress for me to go. And at that time I just don't see the need to go, I could have use my own money to feed my siblings instead."

"I missed out, didn't I?" For some reason, Chloe felt a bit sad that she missed out on a lot of things from high school and even more so when she remembers that she didn't even graduated high school. Maybe if she took her education seriously, she might ended up being a better person than she currently is.

"No honey, you don't. I got stood up by a girl and ended up bailing earlier with my buddies to go get hamburgers instead." Utonium reassures her, he could sense that his sweetheart is upset being reminded about her teenage years. They've been dating for months now and it's not until recently he found out that behind her confident and cheery facade she shows to everyone at work and him, she hides her regret and insecurity so well. And he figured it out one day after she burst into tears one night on their bed crying about how she doesn't deserve a good and smart man like he is when she's an exact opposite of his with no goal. It took him a while to calm her down and reassures her that he loves her dearly with no condition. Even so, he still doesn't know her own history and family, she's reluctant about talking about them but Utonium had no intention to do so. All that matters to him is that she is safe with him and he'll do everything in his power to make the happiest woman ever just like she did to him.

"Huh, unlucky. I would've wanted to dance with you if I were that girl." Chloe chuckles lightly and it puts Utonium in ease knowing that she finds it funny.

"Would you, though? You saw my school yearbook picture before didn't you?"

"You're right, I probably would've give you a wedgie instead." She laughed and he pouted, feigning hurt from her comments. She of course knew that he's a good sport about it and continues messing around with the books on his bookshelf looking for something to mindlessly read about.

Utonium finally rise from his chair, walking towards the record player nearby the shelf before bending down and quickly shuffles his fingers through records he owns , stopping at a certain cover and pulling it off his shelf. He lightly blow and dusted off the cover, it says "Dynamic Superior" at the front.

By this time, Chloe already picked a book and sat down on the couch, her eyes just scanning and reading the text in the magazine mindlessly, before she heard soul music plays in the room.

"If I could meet you now, instead of years ago-, ♪"

She took a peak from her book to see Utonium swaying slowly to the music.

"Kenny?" She called him out meekly. It's not uncommon to see him put on music whenever they're in the office, but this is her first time seeing him slowly moving along to the beat in a dance, and she couldn't help but to stare at him, her eye follows his every movement up to when he waltz his way to the couch she's sitting on.

"If I could start again, I'll never let you go,♪"

"Will you have this dance with me?" Utonium leans down slighly, he extends his palm in front of her, roping her to join him in.

"Yes, yes I do." Chloe accepted his offer with a smile on her face, holding his palm as he helped her getting off of the couch. He then helped her balancing on heels before he placed his hand right on her shoulderblade.

"If I could meet you now, If I could hold you close,♪"

She placed her hand onto his shoulder, her other hand cupped by Utonium's larger hands. When he feels that she's ready, he slowly move his feet, with Chloe following his footsteps afterwards. It seems so natural to Chloe, she doesn't have a hard time picking up to his slow pace and more so that she didn't mistep nor accidentally stepped on his feet, as if she had this dance with him before.

And they swayed slowly to the sweet melody, their body closely hold onto each other. Utonium's eyes softly curls into crescent as he gaze onto her eyes, enjoying his moment with his

beloved.

"I whispered all the love yous, The ones I didn't show,♪"

"I thought it would be nice if you danced with me." Utonium whispered, as if he knew that Chloe would ask him why he decided to break into a slow dance.

"How do you feel about it?"

"It's...it's really nice." Chloe professed.

"I think it would be nicer if you put Elvis on." And it earned a tiny chuckle from Utonium.

"I'll bribe the DJ next time."  He smiled, before shifting his pose slightly so now their bodies are closer to each other.

"T-thanks anyway, for giving me the chance to do this." Her voice was tiny, trying to hide her embarassment from him. "I don't think anyone ever do this to me until you do."

Utonium knew exactly what she meant, his small gesture might meant nothing to anyone, but for her? It meant everything. Every small things he did meant the world to her. Growing up, she constantly seek attention from her parents, shifting to boys when she grew older because she never receive enough affection from anyone. And it pains her that none of her feeling were being reciprocate enough, all she ever wanted was to feel loved, just like how she loved all her previous partners before. But a human can only handle so many heartbreaks before they wear down and had enough of it.

"When I go back in time, in my memories' mind,♪"

And so she promised that she won't be wearing her heart on her sleeves no more and not rely too heavily on anyone, afraid that she would be disappointed and left with another broken heart, that is until she started dating Utonium. Learning from her previous relationships, she decided to put her expectation low. She didn't want to pursue affection and asked for kisses and hugs, she thought to herself that maybe if she doesn't put any expectation this time, she won't be a broken mess by the time Utonium would have left her when the time comes. She's used to disappointment and heartbreaks, its pretty much a norm to her, but she's not use to when this time, Utonium's the one seeking her love and affection. She's not used to him being the one initiating hugs and cuddle session, she's not used to him to being the one planning for dates and she's not used to him being the one that has to ask if he could place a sweet kiss on her lips. And it overwhelms her so much to the point that Chloe breaks down completely one day, screaming at Utonium "What do you want from me?!"

"I will not change in a million ways if I could meet you, if I could meet you. ♪"

Being so used to being manipulated to get something from her, she couldn't even tell that Utonium's feelings were genuine. She couldn't even tell that this whole time, Utonium's the one that has been wearing his heart on his sleeves all along. And being the patient and sweet man he is, instead of leaving her brewing in her thoughts, he held her close to him, his hand gently rubbing soothing circles onto her back before whispering his true intention to her.

"I don't know what they've done to you. And I'm sorry it happened to you, it hurts me tremendously to see you like this. But please believe me that everything I do was real. I love you, please hold onto me, okay?"

Words are easier to be said than done and it was hard for Chloe to accept at first, but seeing how patient he was dealing with her at her lowest, sticking around giving her support and encouragement and how kind and sweet he is to her and others slowly makes her believe that his intention were genuine. And slowly she accepts that just as she wanted love and affection, Utonium was seeking the same thing as she does, which is why he would do everything for her, including swaying aimlessly in the middle of his office.

"if I could meet you, if I could meet you now.♪"

"You know that I would do anything for you, right?"

Utonium's smile never falter as he waited for her to response.

"Yeah, you do."

By this time, the music almost reached to the end, and they swayed slowly, their faces now very close to each other, lips inches away from touching each other.

"Chloe, can I kiss you?" Utonium breathed.

"If I kiss you, I will show you how much I need you. ♪"

She always finds it so cute that even though they've been dating for a while, he never failed to ask for permission, despite how much she assured him that he didn't need to ask. At this point, she just accepts that it's a quirk of his and she has no issue with it.

Chloe hums, before she tiptoed and sealed his soft lips with hers. Utonium soon returned her gesture and leaned into her kiss.

"If I could meet you now, If I could meet you. ♪"

[perseusjackson-jasongrace]

six ways to tell you I love you

Hello lovelies! This fic is a result of the lovely @NotYourBitch playing the little challenge I had going (and still do have going) on my previous fic (my handprint on her ass cheek) and winning one of the two fic prizes I had! Thank you for the prompt my sweet and I hope you enjoy this. It was genuinely so much fun <3 also I know I said the prize was a drabble but lmao this got a little out of hand

And I am once again asking that we all pretend this is edited and ignore the fact that it most definitely isn't thank you I heart you

Also I have no idea what's happening with the spacing right now tumblr is literally falling apart. Reading on ao3 may be easier and more peaceful but if you choose tumblrs hell ish violence cheers to that bro

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Percy is on to them. He’s been onto them for weeks. And he is enjoying himself immensely.

Seduction Attempt #1: make him his favourite breakfast food (pancakes with blueberries and too much syrup) in bed

—Rachel, because between the two of them she’s the only one who can cook.

—Completion Status: 10%

Percy has thought about retaliating, so to speak, but so far he’s enjoying their back and forth. Rachel does something and Annabeth gets that gleam in her eye that tells him they’re all in for a show when she thinks up her next trick. A few days later Annabeth does something and Rachel stares so long Percy can practically see the drawing outlines she’s trying to make of her next idea. They've been friends for six years and still they never fail to surprise or amuse him.

Seduction Attempt #2: take him to the stone castle on the hillside near the sea so he can feel like a princess overlooking his kingdom

—Annabeth, because she could use the ‘im interested in the architecture’ cover

—Completion status: 25%

Percy strikes the last dummy down, and pockets Riptide with a small grin. Hardly anything satisfies him more than a successful sparring session with his favourite straw opponents. Sweat drips down his temple, tickling at his skin. Collapsing against the padded wall of the training room he tugs at the edge of his shirt and swipes it across his face, adding to the dark patches already decorating it. The sun is just setting, casting burnt orange glows across the wood floors. If he had the camera his parents bought him three birthdays ago he would have used up far too much film capturing this exact moment. He guzzles down water, lets it soothe his aching muscles and tired eyes. Sleep is on the come and go, and while he is not always exhausted the way he used to be, tiredness still clings to him like dew on glass. He wonders if he makes it look half as pretty as the morning is.

“Only if you did something you think you should be in trouble for?” She matches his expression.

“Only if you did something you think you should be in trouble for?” She matches his expression.

“Only if you did something you think you should be in trouble for?” She matches his expression.

“Then I'm not in trouble, mom.”

She sits down next to him, bumping his shoulder with her own.

“What did you need me for?”

She pulls her knees up to her chest, rests her chin on them. Like this she looks like a baby bird waiting to fly the nest. Both eager and nervous, excited for the big blue world and scared for what’s in it.

“It’s your birthday tomorrow,” She starts.

He can’t help but tease. “Yes, been having them for twenty one years so i’m pretty used to them by now.”

“Shut up,” She laughs, “Annabeth and I want to do something for you, with you.” And there’s so much vulnerability in her forest green eyes as she turns to look at him. “If you’d let us. If you’d like that.”

Seduction Attempt #3: Aquarium

—Annabeth and Rachel, so he wouldn’t get suspicious about what they were trying to achieve (spoiler alert he was suspicious two attempts ago)

—Completion Status: 50%

“Mhmm,” He frowns, “Let me think: spend my birthday with my two favourite people, or spend it doing who knows what at camp?”

She shoves him gently again, this time falling with him so by the time he rights himself she’s pressed into his side. The fire warmth to his ocean cool and Annabeth’s even stone.

“What do you two have planned?”

“Can’t say. Big surprises.”

He turns to stare at her, eyes wider than comical. “The last time you guys surprised me we ended up with pastry dough in the plug sockets.”

“I promise no cooking or baking of any kind from either of us.”

Their laughter melts into the sunlight, and by the time he goes to bed that evening he is glowing with a warmth nothing but happiness can carve. Maybe in another life, he’ll become an honorary child of Hestia. Maybe in another life he will inherit her place at the Hearth. For he is sure, this feeling. This ethereal, gentle light that sits deep within him is what makes up the goddess of home.

Seduction Attempt #4: Orange picking in the Citrus Groves

—Rachel, because oranges are her favourite fruit, and orange blossoms remind him of his mom

—Completion Status: 65%

The first thing he smells is burning wax, tinged with a slightly sweet scent… like frosting. Percy Jackson opens his eyes, and sees a bright grey gaze and a blue, honey-glazed cupcake.

“Happy Birthday Seaweed Brain!” She jumps on him, settling her legs on either side of his hips. “Are you ready for the greatest adventure of your life?”

“Thought that was the week you told me we were going to Six Flags and you ended up taking us to Vegas instead?”

“That was fun,” She pouts, memories flashing across her face. “But this doesn't compare to that so be prepared.”

“Is it a good kind of be prepared?” He bites into the cupcake, failing to keep the groan in as it melts on his tongue. “Or a ‘Scar is singing his villain song’ be prepared?”

“Special order from the Aphrodite cabin,” She nods at the cake, curls bouncing. “And it's the best kind of prepared.”

“What should I wear?” He smiles up at her.

"Your outfit is hanging next to your basin. Be ready in twenty. We leave after breakfast." And with a peck to his forehead and another whispered “Happy Birthday Pers” she's gone.

Seduction Attempt #5: Road trip listening to the mixtapes he used to make

—Annabeth, because she's the only one who can stay awake during car rides

—Completion Status: 80%

Percy gets ready in ten minutes and then spends the next on an iris message with his family. Sally and Paul had insisted he stay at camp till after the summer was over. He knows they're onto whatever his girls have planned. Estelle blows a lot of bubbles at him– she's obsessively happy about her new toy, the Bubble Wand That Never Fails– and then gives him a toothy grin before running away. Her little pigtails bounce, making them lopsided and it's everything in him not to reach through the rainbow and fix it.

“Enjoy the day Percy,” His mom says, ocean blue eyes twinkling at him. Oh they definitely know.

“Take lots of pictures!” Paul’s wink makes him laugh.

“See you guys in a few weeks.”

The bell for breakfast rings out across the camp just as he swipes a hand through the rainbow. With a final glance at his outfit— blue crop top, fading jeans, sneakers, Annabeth's Yankees cap, and Riptide— he's both extremely curious and only slightly nervous for what the day holds.

Breakfast is a fanfare of birthday wishes and far too much cake. The dining pavillion had been decorated in blue streamers and little ocean themed confetti, water dissolvable and the exact colours of his eyes in different lighting. It never fails to amaze him how much people are willing to do for him, to celebrate him. He's met with hugs and laughter and a lot of hair ruffling. For once nobody sits at their assigned cabin tables. Everyone is enjoying the Percy Specials that come with his breakfast and excitedly telling stories about the adventures they'd been on together.

His sadness comes in waves, flooding him. It feels cool to the touch. And relieving. Every year, his birthday is tinged with this blue. Like clear springs. Layering and lapping at every moment in the day. Collecting stones labelled “I'm growing up”/ “I wish the people I lost were here to celebrate with me”/ “another year of my life goes by, did I do enough?”

“Pers,” Rachel and Annabeth saddle up to him, twin grins on their freckled faces. “You ready?”

“Take me away, my lieges.” He holds out his hands and they each grab one.

“Thanks for breakfast everyone!” He shouts over the din of the pavilion. There's cheers and holler in response and then he's practically sprinting towards the woods, laughing as warm hands tug him along. Curls in ash blonde and fire red flying behind them. The three of them together make the blaze.

Rachel with her inferno, Annabeth with her wispy end, and him with his pitch charr aftermath.

“You guys are certainly in a rush,”

“We have an itinerary planned we can't be late.”

They eventually stop in an clearing surrounded by juniper trees. He can feel the nymphs have made themselves scare. The earth is not humming the way it usually does when they are here.

“Alright,” Rachel turns to him, “Put this on and when we say look you can take it off and behold!”

He takes the soft green sash from her, letting the material run through his fingers, catching it before it can fall away entirely.

"Is this necessary?" Amusement tugs at the corners of his mouth.

"Yes," Annabeth nods firmly, "We worked really hard on this so you just gotta trust us.”

“I do.” His voice is softer now, but there's an edge to it that only exists in hard truths. They must never doubt that.

"We know," Rachel smiles gently. "Now on, and no peeking.”

He hears shuffling and some whispering. He swears he hears Nico but brushes it aside when a not even thirty seconds later hands take his own.

“Ready?” Annabeth asks.

“Of course.” He squeezes the hands in his.

Suddenly his body is being pulled out of itself. Tingling sensations running up his spine like marathon winners. His legs are four years in front of him and his shoulders are still being born. He feels like melting butter. And then everything stops. And he is one and the same again. Hands are still in his and the ground is still below him.

“What just happened?”

“We shadow traveled.” Annabeth speaks up.

“So Nico was here.”

“Very briefly but yes.” It's Rachel this time. “Okay Pers.” He can hear their inhales. Deeper, more grounding than normal. He knows they glance at each other. Can feel it in the way their bodies turn towards him, towards one another.

“You can take off the blindfold.”

He pulls at the knot behind his head and let's the green silk slip off his eyes into his palm. The light change overwhelms him for a second before he blinks into focus. And what he sees makes his lungs collapse.

Seduction Attempt #6: take him to the planetarium and manipulate the stars into a new constellation that reads, “will you be ours?”

—Annabeth and Rachel, because they love him across space and time. Across universes. Forever.

—Completion Status: 100%

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DONEEEE. I'll put this under a read more to be safe

To summarize, I also have mixed feelings!! I haven't seen much in terms of actual gameplay from vivaland yet but as it stands at the current moment, it's nice, and I could see it growing into a solid game later on down the line, but for now I'm not super into it? Though if I had a friend to play with in the future I'd give the multiplayer an honest go, it just seems like right now that's one of the few things they're doing different. Anyway these are just my thoughts right now but I've spent 20 minutes on this so far and im giving up momentarily because I'm too tired BUT I reserve the right to update this later with more:

What I didn't like

The controls are not completely intuitive and building is a little slow. There's also no option to hide walls so decorating small spaces (and playing in them, assuming thats still the case upon EA release) can be difficult

I'm not sure I like some of the stylistic choices for the terrain and the paths as much as I like the Vivas. It'd probably benefit from being less saturated.

MAJOR issue: it is so damn frustrating at some points trying to place things because you're so limited. Ran into errors left and right. An example in the kitchen to keep in mind when you see it below - I was initially going to make it open, but as I placed things I decided itd be a lot cuter and more cozy as a small room. I ran into problems because apparently you can't have a kitchen counter against the wall, so I had to replace the one I had on the left with a cabinet, and then there was another open counter i couldn't seem to place up against the wall at all.

I don't wanna compare this too much to the sims because it's not the sims, but there's some features I feel like really should be included. A better way to do foundations is one of them. Like the sims 2, you have to draw out the foundation before you can build. I also would really like the ability to move the lot after I've started working in case I build too close to the edge or something. Finally columns can't be snapped to fences, which makes them mostly useless to me and my smaller home building ways.

The game has a color wheel for a lot of items, but that doesn't extend to flooring and wallpaper, and the lack of pre-existing swatches does get to be a bit much.

On a similar note, again not even properly early access, but I had a really hard time finding a decent paint for the exterior. Feel like the game was really missing some siding and paneling

there are no ceilings at this current point in time which is why the lighting is so ass

What I liked

I really like a lot of the assets! Most of them have a touch of realism while still being well stylized. In particular I got so excited working on the kitchen (which was the first thing I went for) because there's older appliances and they're visibly rusted. I feel like grime is one thing that's been missing from what we've seen from Paralives & inZOI & I was so happy to finally see it here.

A lot of the items seem to be older in general. Had major sims 2 vibes from a lot of the furniture, which makes me assume the timeline of this game is probably early aughts. Big fan if so tbh

Good clutter selection so far & that's an early access demo. reminded me of house flipper with the style & the way some things are categorized, pieces like the books etc

While the game has some weird limitations with placement, there is some good free placement for clutter items, and free placement for doors & windows and everything else mostly for that matter. I had some clutter objects and appliances initially snap to surfaces but after it's there you can seemingly go ham placing things around it, though they can't intersect. Obviously no idea however if what I built could even be usable by a Viva though lol. There were also some really surprising placement options, like being able to lay clothes out on the bed! & obviously just in general the lack of object snapping makes for some more realistic and thorough cluttering. Also I could place a coffee machine on a normal desk!!

any thoughts on the vivaland demo (assuming you play it) i tried it and ive got some mixed feelings honestly!!

I am actually toying around with it as we speak!!!!! I'll get to working on a list and reblog this later lol. Naturally I want to actually finish a house before I think too hard about it