#im actually surprised that that specific topic did me in

[jam-packed]

thank god im not a journalist cus the amount of eye contact would kill me

[lookwhatyoumademelou]

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[eternity-111]

He's the type to... 𖹭

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NSFW! minors scroll down ⊹

name calling (princess, daddy, etc), overstimulate, size different, public sex, creampie,Dacryphilia, etc

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reblogs, likes are appreciated! If you see any grammar mistakes, feel free to tell me <3

Diavolo is the type to purposely ruin you, in a good way of course. He loves to see you beg and whine for him to slow down because you can't take it anymore.

"princess, I know you can take it."

I know you don't want him to stop, so stop asking him to slow down. Besides, you are his anyway. Let him ruin your pussy whenever he likes. Oh, not only he can ruin you with his cock but he can ruin You with his thick fingers! You don't want to upset the future demon king, don't you?

Barbatos is the type to have a quick sex or a blowjob during his working hours.

"This will be quick, I promise you mc."

So be prepared for a few surprises during the day. Sometimes he can even go bold and fuck you where everyone can see. Meeting room, or even the garden, he doesn't care! The feeling of being able to show everyone that you are his makes him crazy. Moan his name out loud, Let everyone know that you are his!

Solomon is the type to use magic while having sex. randomly tying you up, making you hotter, and his favorite.. making his cock bigger inside you!

"What's wrong? it seems like you want to tell me something but physically can't."

It's true, his cock makes you go crazy. Especially when he suddenly makes it bigger! But.. you can't complain, you like it anyway. He can do whatever he wants! just relax and look sexy for Daddy! Maybe he'll reward you with a creampie if you are good enough.

Simeon is the type to get very vocal during sex, not that you don't like it but sometimes it's hard keeping him quiet while talking on the phone!

"Mmnff.. Mc.. Nghh.. I-im trying to be quiet! b-but you are making it harde- ahh.."

To be fair, you did that on purpose. You love it when he whimpers and moans. But you are calling someone right now! If he doesn't stop making noises.. you'll have to punish him! By not letting him cum or touch you. Watch that needy guy beg and whimper. He's so desperate to cum inside of your pussy!

Thirteen is the type to make toys that are specifically made for you. I mean.. you can use it on her but will she allow you to?

"Don't try to dominate me you little slut, I'm your mommy!"

She's good at making traps, and also toys! but that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. She loves to see that her creations can make you lose your mind. Especially when you cry telling her to stop or else you'll get overstimulated. You can cry all you want but your wet pussy still needs her.

Raphael is the type to ask you for "help" about a certain topic from today's class, but he's actually just scanning and daydreaming about your body.

"what? me? yeah im listening princess."

All of that daydreaming made his cock tighten up inside of his pants. Why don't you make his dream come true and help his cock? He can finally touch every part of you while you ride him! It's a win-win situation, Your pussy gets what she wants and so does he. The way he touches you make you even wetter anyways, such a whore.

Mephistopheles is the type to fuck you at the RAD newspaper club. He'll even try to make news about you having sex with him.

"Don't worry mc, if you suck me a little bit longer I won't publish it!"

You already did a blowjob, a boobjob, and even a thighjob but he still wants more?! How the fuck are you going to be able to hold that wet pussy of yours? You can't just tell him that! Maybe give him a hint? Look pretty while you suck his huge cock, And swallow every bit of cum he released. all that effort just to try to get him into fucking your wet pussy. At this point, You don't even care if he published it or not. Just use that needy pussy, please.

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[bitingdrivers]

Put that guy in a situation! Specifically 4) Mind meld/telepathy/mind reading if you wanna :) - 🧚🏻

hi fairy anon!! thank you for sending me a prompt (from here) this one stumped me a little ngl! but im ok with the result!! hope you like it :)

Back in the 90s a group of scientists supported by half the world came up with a new experimental drug. 

“Help us elevate and enhance the human existence!” the taglines touted, followed by a list of places where you can “participate in the study” and an even bigger package of consent forms, non-disclosure agreements and other documents that meant to free the government of any responsibility if anything went wrong. 

“Enhancement and improvement of human life” was a very ambiguous and stupid way of saying we will give you superpowers. 

Just in the following year after the study started, around 3% of the world's population had superpowers – super speed, super strength, super agility and other human qualities you can add “super” to. 

The serum was mostly common in third world countries, but you could still find a facility or two in Europe that can provide you with an injection. 

That's what Max’s father did. Tracked a supplier, made an appointment and signed a ton of papers so his son, who hasn't even learned how to walk yet, could get a shot that gave him superpowers. 

Jos hoped for super strength or increased stamina, already making plans about how the powers are going to help his son move to Formula 1, and later, win the World Championship. But following the trajectory of Max’s life, he disappointed his father, and instead of developing super speed or agility, Max had telepathy. A power entirely useless, except for hearing Max’s father yell at him without Jos having to actually open his mouth. 

When the year 2000 came, the study was quickly closed and swept under the rug after a big violent attack happened involving superhumans who thought they were messengers of God, and not a result of a fucked up experiment set up by their government. 

Any remaining drug supplies were destroyed, but the government couldn’t do anything with the people that already had it, so a part of the population was left having powers, passing their superpower genes to their children. It's not uncommon, maybe 1 in every 30 people has some kind of power, but if people learn you have superpowers, they treat you like a circus monkey, asking you to show them your tricks. 

That's why Max prefers to keep quiet about his telepathy – it's not a cool power like flight or invisibility, and people tend to freak out when they learn that Max can read their thoughts, covering their ears (why, Max doesn't know. It's not like the thoughts come out of the ears?) and running far away – also pointless, considering Max can't read someone's mind if they are farther than a couple meters away from him (Max had the best time of his life with the social distancing during the pandemic, even with how short it was). 

Max is not the only superhuman on the paddock of course – people with super strength are always in demand, and some second or even third generation superhumans just find their way into F1, but, as far as Max is aware, he is the only driver with powers. 

Probably not all the parents are willing to inject their child with highly experimental and dangerous drug just so they can drive cars in a circle.

The topic of superpowers is very popular and their PR teams always have one or two games involving guessing or rating powers, so when Daniel gets a card with “which superpower would you want” printed on it during the recording of one of their "On the couch” videos, Max is not surprised. 

Daniel laughs and knocks the edge of the card against his chin while he thinks. “I don't know,” he says, while a list of powers runs through his head, looping on invisibility. 

“Probably not invisibility. How can I deprive the world of this beautiful face?” Daniel jokes, framing his face with his palms. “Also, I had a friend in school who was invisible, and it was always weird seeing just a set of clothes walking around. All of my hot bod work outs would go to waste!”

Max laughs, listening to Daniel's voice in his head think of more superpowers. Flight, shapeshifting, laser vision, telepathy. 

Max jerks, the word echoing in his mind.

“Maybe telepathy? So I can always know if someone has a crush on me,” Daniel laughs. Max looks down to his lap. He has a card with a question they already answered, the edges of laminated paper dig into his palms.

“Or to learn all the secret secrets of all the teams. Help with the strategy,” Daniel continues, waving his hand around, elaborate scenarios already unraveling in his head. 

“I think it's boring,” Max says, looking back at Daniel. “Reading thoughts is useless and what if people around you hate you? You would hear all of their thoughts. It's a very stupid power,” he admits, concentrating on his own voice echoing in Daniel’s head.

“Okay, then what power would you have, Maxy?” Daniel asks. His mind floods with super speed and strength and probably all the powers Max’s father hoped he would actually get. 

“I would not want one. I would want to be a normal person,” Max replies, looking down on his hands. “It's easier with no powers.” 

Awh rings in Max’s mind as Daniel coos at him. 

“Well,” Daniel takes a dramatic breath, “It's time for me to reveal my secret,” he says with a forlorn expression, pressing his palm to his chest. 

“I am– I have– I can read minds, yeah. Max’s hatred for telepathy made me come out, reveal my powers,” Daniel stumbles. “I will prove that telepathy is cool to you, Maximus,” he announces, putting his fist up. 

Max chuckles. “Okay.” 

“Good,” Daniel nods. “Now, think of a number, any number. Actually, think of a number from 1 to 10.”

Daniel’s mind floods with numbers, like he is the one meant to think of one. 

“Okay, you have your number?” Daniel asks. 

Max nods, even though he didn't think of one. 

“Cool,” Daniel says and proceeds to make a face like he's constipated. He brings his pointer finger to his temple and stretches out his other hand to touch Max’s forehead. 

Max laughs at his strained expression; tries to distract himself from the feeling of Daniel’s fingers on his skin by listening to the numbers going through Daniel’s mind. 

It keeps looping on three, so it catches Max off guard when Daniel announces, “Sixty nine! Maxy, I said 1 to 10!” He huffs in mock disappointment.

Max giggles, trying not to miss Daniel’s fingers when he brings his hand back. “Well, it's of course a nice number,” he grins. Daniel smiles back at him.

“But you are not correct, Daniel,” Max continues, digging his fingers into the edges of the card in his hands. “My number was actually three.”

Daniel groans, “Ah! I knew it was!” he cackles, pointing a finger at Max.

“I know,” Max says quietly. But Daniel doesn't hear him, already reaching for the next card.

“Assign a power to each other,” he reads from the piece of paper. “Okay, a lot of powers questions today, guys,” he says to the room and shakes his head. 

“We of course just discussed this,” Max says, looking at the camera. “I am a normal person and Daniel can read minds.”

It would probably be better this way, if Daniel had telepathy instead – he would know all the stuff that Max usually can’t say, wouldn't have to make Max admit to it. 

Sometimes Max wishes that his powers worked in reverse, so that people around him could hear his own thoughts. Max is bad with words, they don’t always come out the way he wants them to, so it would be better if people around him just knew. 

What’s the time, I’m hungry, rushes through Daniel’s head. Max looks down at the basket half full of the cards.

“We will do one more question,” Max announces to the media team and picks up the card. 

It happens rarely, but sometimes his telepathy becomes very useful.

[erinwantstowrite]

hi hope you’re having a good day because mine got infinitely once i read that chapter! that ending is going to be a permanent feature of my late night thoughts just wondering how the conversation would go LMAO

for the ask(s):

is this chapter the first time peter called dick dad? i have pretty bad memory and can’t think of another scene & dick’s reaction to it definitely makes me think this is the first time it happened

did peter even realize he called dick dad? he doesn’t acknowledge it in any way so i wonder if it was a subconscious thing

on the topic of my bad memory im not sure if you ever actually said even vaguely what age ranges the batfam are in. i was thinking about tim specifically and it got me snowballing. i think you mentioned cass being somewhere in her early 20s in her intro chapter? i read that a while ago though so i’m not too sure.

this is the first time he called him 'Dad'! he didnt know whether or not if he should/wanted to, so he avoided using Dick's name/calling him anything. and he did NOT notice that he called him Dad :3 it just slipped out because he was excited. Dick definitely noticed and that's why the car lurched like that- he was super surprised

i have the ages listed out somewhere on here but Tumblr hates me and often time trying to search for a post is like trying to search for a ghost 😭

Alfred- immortal

Bruce- 42

Dick- 29

Jason- 23

Tim- 18

Cass- 18

Steph- 19

Duke- 17

Damian- 14

Peter- 14

[amyispxnk]

My Kind of Woman

Chapter 3: Moron.

Series Masterlist || Prev Chapter

Series summary - Your song captivates Joel the second he hears you that night in Jackson, but he struggles to work up the courage to confess his feelings. With some (very heavy) encouragement from Ellie and Tommy, you two get closer and closer until he finally thinks he’s ready.

Chapter summary - It’s time for you and Joel’s Friday night guitar session…

A/N: FIRSTLY. IM SO SORRY THAT THIS CHAPTER TOOK SO LONG. I’ve had the most hectic few months and been caught up with work and whatnot, so yeah, I’m really really sorry!! Secondly, I was absolutely not planning on taking this route but it just happened, okay???? Sorry, again. 😭

Pairing: Joel Miller x f!reader

Word count: 1.7k

Warnings: slight fluff, a little angst, language

DO NOT COPY THIS FIC IN ANY WAY PLS AND TY.

Just breathe.

You keep repeating that in your mind as you pace your room, looking over your clothes and checking your hair in the mirror. Overthinking, as always, when you see yourself and contemplate why you chose this sweater instead of that other one in your closet, or why you decided to try out a new hairstyle specifically for this dat-

It’s not a date.

It’s not a date.

You’re just meeting up with your incredibly attractive 53 year-old ‘guy friend’ for some casual dinner and casual guitar on a casual Friday evening. That’s it, nothing more, nothing less.

God, you really need to get a hold of yourself, you say to your reflection in the mirror.

10 long minutes pass before you hear the soft rapping on your front door.

You take a deep breath, smoothing down your clothes, before opening it to reveal-

Ellie.

Her hair tied in a knotty ponytail and her cheeks flushed, nose tipped red, from the cold that Jackson almost always houses.

“Ellie! Hi. What’re you-” you begin after working past your surprise, having expected a burly old man and definitely not this little girl at your door.

“Joel wanted me to tell you that he’s really sorry he can’t come see you today because he has to do something and he- yeah. That’s it, actually.” She blurts out, lips pressed together and her eyes wide and inquisitive whilst she waits for your response.

You try, you really try, to not completely deflate as you register what she’s just told you, but.. how can you not?

You’d made dinner, gotten dressed, brushed up on your 90s guitar songs (since you figured that’s what he’d want to play with you), all for him to stand you up? And then send his daughter - or whatever she is to him - to tell you?

And, of course, Ellie notices when your shoulders slump and you bite your lip, glancing away. The thing is, she’s very good at seeing the emotions people try to conceal, but she’s also very good at confronting them about it in the same instant.

For you, she tries to be gentle about it.

“I’m sorry.. He did say he was really sorry. I, um, I know that you were probably really excited about it… You look really nice.” She offers weakly, to which you give an equally weak smile.

“Thanks, hon.” You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose as you glance behind you at the food on the stove and the guitar propped up against your couch.

“What’re you making?” She says after a moment, trying not to peek around your shoulder into your home since Joel told her that that was rude.

“Oh, just.. Just some chicken thing…”

She looks at you expectantly, and you decide that you shouldn’t let the food go to waste, knowing you can’t finish it all by yourself.

“You wanna come in?”

She nods eagerly, giving in and hurrying inside.

“Wowwww so this is the famous guitar, huh?” She smirks, palm brushing over your guitar, the one you use for your Tipsy Bison gigs.

“Yeah. That’s the one.” You smile softly, looking down at the instrument. It’s definitely.. a little weathered, but it does the job well.

It’s not long before you and Ellie are sat at the table, talking about whatever random topics her mind comes up with, finishing and cleaning up whilst she asks about your guitar and if you can play some songs for her.

You pause, not really feeling up to it after the disappointment you’d experienced this evening, still not feeling better even with Ellie’s amusing company.

But then you see the pleading look in her eyes, and you know you can’t fight it.

“Okay. Any particular songs you want me to play for you?”

The two of you get set up on your couch, and you look up at her expectantly.

She doesn’t reply, but she seems to be deep in thought, brows knitted.

“I don’t really know many..” she eventually says, frowning slightly.

You hum in thought, idly strumming as you think.

“Well.. there’s this one I always liked when I was a kid. It’s called Santeria.” You say after a moment, and she just nods, waiting for you to start.

You begin playing, losing yourself in the chords and gently nodding your head along to the beat as you start to sing.

I don’t practice Santeria

I ain’t got no crystal ball

Well, I had a million dollars

But I, I’d spend it all

Despite having heard you singing and playing many times before, she still listens to you playing the song with awe visible in her expression, applauding as you smile bashfully when the song ends.

“Dude, you’re so fucking good at guitar! That was so cool. Wow.” She beams, and you thank her before putting your guitar away, much to her protest.

“Go on, it’s getting late now.” You say, gently ushering her to leave. You love her, and you love kids in general, but you’re tired and you honestly want to go and cry, the nauseating feeling of heartbreak settling deep in your bones. Because that’s what it is. You found yourself falling for a man who stood you up the first chance he got. You realise you’ve been seeing it all through rose-tinted glasses - every time you talked, it was when you sat down with him, or you sped your pace to catch up with him in the street. Never him going out of his way for you.

Of course, what you didn’t realise was that Joel was just painfully petrified at the prospect of seeing you tonight. He’d used some bullshit excuse that he had to go help Tommy secure the wall right now, when he didn’t even need to do it, and they were not doing it right now.

But what was he meant to do? He didn’t deserve you, and he knew he’d just go and mess things up anyway, because that’s just how he is. Then he realises that he’s already gone and messed it up, just by not coming to see you this evening. Shit. He’s a total idiot. How long since he sent Ellie to go talk to you? Maybe he’d have enough time before she comes back?

He’s pacing around downstairs when she throws the door open, droning a very long “JOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEL!”, and he knows he’s in trouble now.

“You- fucking- idiot! Dude, why the fuck- Why would you stand her up? I thought you had to go check the fence but clearly fucking not! Oh my god.” She groans, shaking her head.

“She’s so cool, and she let me stay with her for dinner and she played some sick-ass guitar for me, and she let me talk about whatever I wanted and she actually listened and- and even though I had a great time, the only reason it happened is because you stood her up! What the fuck, man?” She says, exasperated.

He just stares at her, having nothing to say, because she is completely right in her judgement.

“I’m a moron.” He mumbles to himself, running a palm down his face with a deep sigh.

“Yeah, y’ fuckin’ are.” She mutters back, before looking up at him.

“You have to fix this. I swear. If she hates you then she won’t wanna talk to me either, and I am not having that. So- figure something out. Night, man.” She says, exiting through the back door to go over to the garage, leaving him to have his crisis in peace.

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“School’s closed for the weekend so I won’t be able to talk right now-”

“It’s me.”

You look up from your desk where you had been scribbling away at some lesson plans for your art class, stunned into silence as your words disappear, Joel Miller at the door of your classroom.

You collect yourself to make sure you don’t sound too pissed off when you greet him, but he still winces when you grate out his name, voice too high-pitched and face too smiley for it to seem natural.

He steps forward, gently closing the door behind him and looking down at the floor, looking almost.. nervous? Joel Miller is nervous? To talk to you?

Your brows knit as you wait for him to speak, turning back to your work when he suddenly speaks up.

“Look, I- I wanted to- fuck, I had a whole thing planned out but- I just wanted to say that I’m sorry.” He says, stumbling through his words.

“That’s okay.” You say, not even looking at him, feeling quite indifferent to it now that it’s been an entire week. And from the fact that his apology wasn’t really much of an apology.

You look back up at him, eyebrows raised, and he sighs heavily.

“You know I ain’t good at this, sweetheart, I just- I really am sorry.. I got… I got scared.” He says, trailing off in uncertainty by the end, looking at you pleadingly.

There’s that pet name again, the heat still rushing to your cheeks despite the annoyance you feel with him now.

You shake your head slightly, sighing again in frustration.

“You got scared? Really? God, Joel, you’re really telling me you decided to stand me up like that because you were scared?”

Your jaw clenches as you try to hold your tongue, not wanting to yell at him.

He opens his mouth to speak, but you cut him off once more.

“Thank you for coming to talk to me, Joel. Please could you leave my classroom now?”

And then he knows he has completely fucked up. He had already made you - the town’s sunshine - upset, and now you were probably even more angry with him.

Ultimately, your reaction was completely valid. How could you know why he did that to you? You didn’t know about all he had lost, how he feared that getting close to you in this way would just result in even more loss and heartbreak, how he felt unworthy of anything good to come into his life, like you.

He’s at a loss for words, staring into your hard gaze, nodding before he turns and leaves the room.

Thank you sm for reading, I hope you enjoyed! Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated 💞

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[milksuu]

Hello! What do you think about a scenario where Aphelios and reader meet in OSU or another game?

Like reader creates maps and uses songs that aphelios actually likes and so he ends up being the player that she always sees on her stat map charts with almost always being top 1. And one of them gets curious so they reach out on the app/netsite and they get to know each other?? Like kinda how they met and how their relationship would evolve over time. I'm not good with words but yeah!

❥ prompt: You were a revered OSU! map creator. He was a map farming legend. Especially your maps. He was always at the top of the stat charts. Praised or scrutinized, he was the daily hot topic in the /osu subforums. His username was the only thing you knew about him : m00ncake. You had no idea he would end up being Aphelios from the band Heartsteel. That's until he showed up at your job by accident, and you connecting the dots. Oh, did you forget to mention you worked at a maid café? ❥ content/warnings: fluffy fluff, mild hurt/comfort, minor angst (?) ❥ characters/pairings: Heartsteel!aphelios / f!reader

This was it. Your magnum opus! Once your song map hit the platform, thousands of players immediately clicked to dominate it. It wasn't going to be easy for them. You'd taken special care of making it more challenging than your previous maps....especially for one certain player.

m00ncake had a history of over-taking any map within the first try. After every song, there he was: placed at number one. With astronomical stats that would take days of practice for any top streamer to compete with. It's what made the whole scene that much more competitive.

But every gamer had their weakness. And you made this map specifically to exploit m00ncake. You had analyzed his replays. Over and over again. In the darkness of your room, till the desktop screen stung your eyes dry.

He was exceptionally good with rhythm, timing, and anything technical. If you could throw him off, even a little, you'd consider that a flawless victory. This time around you would delay the kick sliders, just by a fraction, before the uptick. The rhythm theoretically the same, but the minuscule margin of delay would throw any muscle memory built up from your previous maps alone.

You waited with baited breath. m00ncake played and finished your map. The stats were posted. Yet again, he proved to be the legend he was considered to be. Despite your best efforts. With the numbers alone, there was no way another player could possibly over-take him.

A few moments later, you received a direct message:

m00ncake: nice song. also fun map. can i ask a question?

You heart thumped inside your chest. Gulping, you allowed your fingers to type back:

mcreader: oh, thanks! and sure, go ahead. m00ncake: did you purposefully slow down the kick slider at certain parts? if you did, it was actually pretty challenging for me. i'm usually on auto-pilot so that kind of threw me off. haha

After that message, your friendship blossomed. Frequently messaging each other on the platform, to then adding each other on Discord. Whenever you posted a new map, m00ncake would call you, and have you listen to his insane key-board clicking sounds. The most intense ASMR one could experience, really.

It was always great to get feedback from him after he would finish. Being the professional OSU! player that he was, it was nice to get insight on possible map formations, songs, to just general technical suggestions. To no surprise, you both enjoyed the same style of music. It explained why his play history consisted of mostly your maps. Even your least popular ones.

But he never spoke. Not even a whisper. And you never pressed it. If he was just generally shy with speaking, you could understand. You didn't mind doing all of the talking, and him replying with short text, emojies or tts.

mcreader: i found a great song for a new map. but i have work now, so i'll probably do it later tonight. maybe post it if im not too sleepy. m00ncake: sounds good. i'm excited to play it when it comes out. i'm usually up at night so if you need some company, let me know. have a good day at work. ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

mcreader: will do! and tysm! have a good day too! ttyl! (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

You pressed your phone to your lips. m00ncake was always so sweet, supportive, and always a treat to talk to (Well, text to). You just wished you knew his name. Or anything more about him, really. He was always very secretive. It made you wonder why.

When you made it to work, you dressed and fitted into your maid outfit along with the rest of the girls coming in for shift. You heard giggles and whispers, "Hey, did you see that guy that's at that one table? He looks just like Aphelios from Heartsteel!" Another girl wiggled excitedly, nodding her head. "Totally. But it's so hard to tell. He's got his mask on and has his hoodie up. No, there's no way it's not him. As a die-hard fan, I can tell!"

"That's enough, girls." The manager clapped her hands at attention. "Everyone already has their table assignments. And there will be no switching. Whether we have a special customer or not, we always provide excellence in our service. Understood?"

After learning your table assignments, you were ready for your shift. And looked like you were assigned the very table everyone seemed to want. Whines erupted around you. "How come she get's to serve Apehlios? I bet she doesn't even know who Heartsteel is." The mass of complaints silenced as the manager clapped her hands once more.

They were right. You weren't too knowledgeable on the up and coming band. But if they were right, then that made you all the more nervous. It wasn't everyday you served someone of musical prestige. You usually served single college guys, the occasional cute couple, or a group of high-school girls on a fun after school date.

"Welcome back, Master! It's an honor to serve you again today." You sang your rehearsed spiel at the customers table. 'Masters' were always treated as if they had come home from a long journey. "I'm glad you're back safely. You must be tired after being away from home so very long. Please, let me recharge you by taking your food and drink order."

What on earth? You almost broke character. You watched as the young man had his phone out, playing OSU! in the most casual way imaginable. He rolled his blood-moon eyes to acknowledge you, expression veiled. He placed his phone on the table, but his fingers continued to tap his screen while he scanned the heart-shaped menu.

D-Did he memorize the whole song!? The whole scene was out of this world. So distracted by this detail, you almost didn't realize he was trying to communicate. You looked down. He pointed and tapped a finger at his order. A lavender latte and dessert combo.

"Wonderful choice, Master. I'll let the fairy's know right away. Your dessert and drink will be out shortly."

You scurried away with the order. When you returned with a tray, you sought to investigate your customer a little more. It was customary to draw art on the latte foam. You smiled sweetly, drawing the shape of a rabbit. "I'm so happy you returned home, Master. I was so worried because it had been so long. Once I heard you were coming back, I couldn't help but be excited for today. The day when we would finally see each other again."

Honestly, you were just trying to ramble and waste time. He never bothered reacting to your whole gimmick. That gave you security to scan your eyes over his phone screen. Your breath hitched. His username...his username...his username...

m00ncake

You practically squirted the whole bottle of chocolate sauce on the table. Recovering with an innocent laugh, and wiped the table dry, and ran away to take cover in the employee's only section. You pulled out your phone and opened Discord:

mcreader: hey! super weird question, but um, what're you doing rn??????? m00ncake: ...me? just out and about. having something to eat. why ( ° - °) ??????? mcreader: i was just wondering, and im sorry if this is random but...is....is your name aphelios by chance?

After pressing send, you peeked around the corner. You watched as the young man tapped on his phone. After a pause, his eyes snapped wide. Panicked, he looked around the space. As if trying to find a proper response to your question.

It is you, you pressed your lips firmly together. You went back to his table and took his wrist, encouraging him to follow you. "Oh! Master, let me guide you to the restroom." You announced loudly, leading him away. You dragged him into the dressing room. Since next shift wasn't for a few more hours, no one would bother walking in.

"m00ncake, Aphelios--whoever you are. What're you doing here?" How embarrassing. If you ever decided to meet in person, you didn't want it to be like this. With you and your silly frilly outfit and cringey maid character (even though you did enjoy it). But this was way over the top than you imagined!

Aphelio's backed up slowly against a locker. He didn't say a word. Blinking wildly at your question. You pulled out your phone, revealing your Discord and OSU! conversations with him.

"You see this? That's you! And now I know that it's you...you're m00ncake...and Aphelio's from Heartsteel...and I-I'm..."

Why? Why? Why? Why couldn't he have been anyone else than a supposed famous idol star? Why couldn't he have been some normal guy with an obsession with online rhythm games? Someone weirdly normal, like you.

So why....why did you have to like someone so out of your league?

Girlish talk and laughter bounced outside the changing room door. Fearing the worst, you dragged you and Aphelio's into your clothing locker. You made shushing gestures to your lips, which was ironic, since you knew at this point he never said a word.

A couple of girls walked in, laughing to one another. "Wow, I can't believe I lost one of my hair ties. Thanks for letting me borrow yours." The other then replied, "No problem! I always keep spares in my bag. Hey, look. Whose headphones are these?"

In the frantic mess of your actions, Aphelio's lost his headphones. The pair continued to laugh and talk, wondering exactly where the headset even came from. You shifted your gaze upwards. And your heart squeezed horribly inside your chest.

Aphelio's had his eyes half-lided, almost closed. Breathing laboriously through his mask. He looked as if he was in pain. Flinching whenever one of the girls giggled too loudly, or the other raised their voice in excitement. In the condensed space, he had no room to move his arms and cover his ears.

Your eyes widened at the realization. This...this is all my fault. Carefully, you squeezed your arms up, cupping his ears in your hands. In this angle, your cheek condensed into his chest. You felt the erratic thumping of his heart. Slowly, it settled to a steady rhythm. The heaves of his chest dissipating to normal breaths.

When the girls finally left, you uncovered his ears, both slipping out of the locker. You picked up his headphones, adjusting them against his ears. You then fitted the hoodie over his head, wearing a sad smile, "I'm so sorry. About all that. About everything, really. Can...can you forget about today? And don't worry about paying for your meal. I'll cover it."

You didn't let him type or gesture a single word to you. Resuming character, you escorted him out of the maid café, with a take-home box in hand for his troubles.

Your shift dragged on. You didn't bother sending any messages to m00ncake. Or actually, Apehlios, you should say. And no messages came from him, either. Good...it's better this way. The two of you living in two separate worlds.

When end of shift came, the sky had darkened. With your dress bag slung over your shoulder, you left the café. When you stepped onto the sidewalk, someone familiar stood at the side.

"A-Aphelios, why did you..." before you finished, he messaged you on Discord. You opened the message:

m00ncake: i didn't want to forget about today. in fact, do you want to ride the train together?

You paused. A smile then formed across your lips. With a nod, you placed yourself at his side. In a comfortable silence, the two of you walked shoulder to shoulder. Your phone buzzed. Another ping:

m00ncake: i shouldn't probably say this but, i actually have a thing for girls in maid outfits. you can shove me in a locker and call me master anytime. (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

You blushed furiously, grabbing his arm and shaking it with a whine. Thinking maybe, just maybe, two totally different notes could be part of the same song.

an: omfg what a cute idea this was! honestly, im not versed in rhythm games, but i tried my best. maybe i went overboard too. thanks so much for the request @timetoeatthebread-blog!

[grassiestars]

🌻 :3

hi omg hi can i talk about my au. my zits band au. yeah of course i can. no specific topic just thoughts i have of these guys

i think theyd be that one band in secondary school (high school? middle school??) or college or something who cover songs in their dads garage. came across this band the other day called trueblood (yeah you can punch me. this might sound like someone asking who msi is, to which i respond, i don't know either.) and like theyre a really good band btw you should listen to them i really like their careless whisper cover. reminds me of my zits. this is how you know the fixation is taking over your brain btw.

on that note, i really think zedango is taking over as well lmao. still love my ranchers but zedango is a very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, close second. im really surprised theyre not a popular ship like skizzpulse. maybe skizzpulse isnt that popular but compared to zedango, the former is like hollywood celebrity levels of popular. kind of insane because of how zed and tango act around each other like HAVE YOU SEEN THESE TWO??? HELLO??? enough about these two in general but i think the idea of them formerly dating is funny. theyre exes but they broke up on wonderful terms actually and still love each other platonically. don't think ill make this canon in the au but its a funny thought. also do you guys like aroace zed. maybe just ace. who knows he can be an enigma

i think i should actually start talking about the BAND and not just them kissing..... so zed is the lead singer right. vocalist. singer. whatever you call it. and i am making him play keyboard because it looks fun. im literally making zed and oli the same person. how did i do that. broken heart emoji. also i think more bands should 1. have keyboard players and 2. make them the lead singers. no longer shall the lead singer be a guitarist. where my drummer singers at. even a bassist lead singer is rare tbh. sometimes it's just a singer without an instrument which i find fascinating. how are you singing without keeping your hands occupied. that just feels so weird like there's no dance and nothing for you to play while singing so youre just holding the microphone How are you doing that.

moving on theres skizz. "youre not moving in zits order?!" no. skizz is the lovely lovely bassist i love bassists so much ill literally learn the bass guitar. im aware that he can play the drums but i think impulse is better suited for the role in the band. plus who says skizz cant play Both? haha checkmate losers he can play both because hes Skizz and hes Awesome. i think he would play the nastiest bass like ever in a really good way. absolutely sick bass lines. no one can hear the bass over the guitar or drums or everything else but when you can, its groovy as hell. this applies to a lot of bass lines btw. have i mentioned that he would be background vocals? its an idea that im on the fence about, but the thing is like impulse is busy absolutely demolishing those drums, and tango would be too shy to sing, which leaves skizz. and skizz is like an angel right. so his singing is different from his talking. yeah. yeah are you with me. no probably not but thats okay i HAVE been yapping for a while now..... but like hear me out guys. do you see the vision. background vocals skizz. hear me out.

yk how i said tango would be too shy to sing? is that ooc? im not sure i feel like he would refuse if asked to sing in front of their audience but would go all out in karaoke. which reminds me in their middle school band days they would follow the Classic Band Formula of two guitarists (one of which is the lead singer), one bassist, and one drummer. so technically zed kinda knows how to play guitar but prefers the keyboard if that makes sense. anyways during that time i like to think that maybe tango was the lead? AGAIN this is all just ramblings in my head that no one will read BUT STILL. i think tango would have been the singer at some point in their career before it eventually became zed. just a fun thought. BUT ALSO BUT ALSO theres this one fic that inspired this whole au called "Birdsongs". its rancher centric because of course what im reading is rancher centric, but more importantly, TANGO PLAY THE ELECTRIC VIOLIN!! THATS SICK!!!! I KINDA WANNA ADOPT THAT IDEA!!!!!!! ill ask the author soon enough if i can but the idea has been rotating like a microwave dish.... electric violin tango...... violin tango....... piano zedaph..... violin and piano duet........ tango and zedaph duet.................. oh my god.............. if you can't guess my favourite hermits i suggest you take off the blindfold

OH MY GOD I GET TO TALK ABOUT IMPULSE. first and foremost. impulse with a mullet? yes. impulse with lip piercings? yes. impulse with eyebrow piercings? yes. impulse with earrings and ear piercings? yes. impulse with eyeliner? yes. impulse with chokers? yes. impulses whole purpose in this au is to play the drums and be eye candy (/j). i just think itd be fun to make him a pretty princess because he is one. is this an appropriate place to put an impulse doodle i havent shared yet

wow what a stupid guy i cant believe he exists! i didnt draw the eyebrow piercings unfortunately 💔 but thats alright. anyways hes the drummer. hes cool i like him. not sure what else to say. is there lore in this au? no. so there's like nothing to address

OH on the topic of there being no lore— yeah there's no plot or storyline that i intend to make, unlike a bunch of popular aus ive seen out there. this one is for my own benefit and joy and comfort and have i mentioned joy? i just really like zits, theyre such a fun group with a fun dynamic and cute interactions. I love them so much its inevitable when an au spawns. on that note you should go watch their chained together stream from earlier today

[lunadreamscaper]

im gonna rant aboit something that annoys me sometimes when interacting with the venturiantale fandom. old and new 😭 no hate just an observation that i have made a... surprisingly amount of times?

if you find long rants about venturiantale then keep scrolling this is mostly for me to help process my thoughts so if youre gonna be mean keep it to yourself 🫵

its the people who will show up out of no where who insists that Johnny Ghost is (or should be) incapable of making friends and liking people outside of Johnny Toast. 😭

like yes its hard for Ghost to get along with people in source...? but... idk why people insists this, like he isnt allowed to grow or change? like do you know how good of a fanfic plot itd be if Ghost learns to like accept and like other people? either way if he doesnt, he's gonna be a boring character if he's incapable of like... any change lmfao?

my main example comes from times ive talked about like, maybe a cool concept where Ghost becomes the Doctor's companion (doctor who) or like takes Hunter from the owl house under his wing and makes him a trainee (i love crossovers as you can probably tell) and 9 times out of 10, every time ive publically talked aboit those ideas theres always this dang GUY who rushes in out of no where all high and mighty and goes "actually they would hate each other lol :)"

EVERY GOTDANG TIME!! LEAVE ME ALLOOOONE LFMAO 😭😭😭😭😭😭 LET ME HAVE THIS

Like yes its very likely for Ghost to not get along with some characters. but also, this is MY idea, and i wanna talk about how what would happen if it went WELL. instead of your boring version full of hate/j/j/lh

plus ik everyone has their own interpretations of those characters and thats fine. i just hate it when people specifically go "actually ur fun cool idea that you like i dont think would work at all" just kinda... sucks? also ruins a conversation imo???

it also reminds how people reacted when i started shipping Ghost x Josh back in the day. saying it couldnt work bc they started out not liking each other, even tho over time the two ended up being cordial towards each other. not best of friends but they didnt mind each others company?? the whole shit about the ship isnt my focus my focus is thay so many people think that characters (VenturianTale Johnny Ghost in this case) like cant fucking change or grow. 😭 also the ship dynamic is nothing like it but people actin like enemies to lovers isnt a super popular concept. sorry off topic there.

Though in the end i shouldnt be surprised, bc of how Jordan fuck ass Frye depicted Johnny Ghost and all his characters in general. Jordan Frye himself, didnt ever change as a person. (if he did he just became a worse person lol) so why would his characters?

REGARDLESS of Jorkin Frye, that doesnt mean we should let his inability to understand what character development is you and other people and how they write and depict the character.

also ig in the end you dont hafta like or agree with peoples ideas or headcanons. just dont be annoying lol/lh

tbf when people present a headcanon that clashes with your own, it can be hard to keep your opinion or own headcanon to yourself. i think the current state of this fandom struggles to co-exist with headcanon differences which us fair but also sometimes you just gotta let people talk their shit withoit like putting them down or else the convo ends short or it sucks 😭 i struggle to find balance too dw and im guilty of this.

[itsmelloww]

Store: A case study 🔪🖤

Have such a love for the eldritch so Store and his little butchery thing are fascinating to me, like i love this awkward pool toy looking bird so much and I've decided to make it everyones problem with this shitpost

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Anyone too lazy to read all that tho, heres a quick summary of all points below that paint the picture of who Store really is:

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A businessman 👨‍💼📈

Concerned greatly about the future of his establishment < takes an active approach by engaging in production and release of new products. 💡

Monopoly: market forces are irrelevant < sole seller < niche market < great profits 💹

Great Marketing Skills < Utilises marketing techniques 🗂

Is a TV celebrity 🎥⭐️

Has a Phd 🎓

Loves Boss ❤️

Great hygiene 🫧🧼

Supports native fauna and flora 🌷🦇

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now lets get into it -

Inside his Butchery :

I literally love how he has just chucked all the devil meat into a literal bookshelf, like no fridge, no glass case, no nothing , just straight into the shelves.

But then i also noticed the sign at the top which translates to 'Old Meat' apparently , which made it even funnier to me like anything not fresh he just shoved right in there and thats just how you run an institute at the end of the day

2. We got some unintelligible posters, like what are those?? I kept squinting and turning the screen upside down, could literally not tell whatsover

3. Speaking of posters though, in a bonus curse the posters were replaced with a Chidaruma picture and honestly thats the cutest thing ever , big 'i love my boss' energy.

But I need to know the specifics now like was Chidaruma handing pictures, like where did Store get that pic from?

4. At another point also, after Asu was butchered, we had a new posted hand written talking about fresh meat?

So Store can write now??? Is my manic angel bird demon educated? its giving phd

5. Lastly on the point of posters, Store is out there promoting sales - a whole 20% off, he is running a business!!!

6. We got a little ottoman chair, dont want the waiting customer to be standing and getting tired ofc

7. Those horn like things that are all over Hell are also hanging from the ceiling and thats confusing to me cause like was this an active decor decision?

cause i know damn well it didnt come with the property - unless theyre like a sort of flora or fungus idk

[not even going to comment on the bats]

8. Hanging helps tenderise the meat, and its a common practice where butchers will hang the animal bodies in fridges and freezers and whatnot, but have you also considered you can just hang it in the middle of your shop, right in the open, over the customer's head?

9. Are these bones??

10. mysterious liquid jars??? (its blood isnt it)

11. A sink with some soap, we love hygiene ❤️ - An a kettle cause why not we know store likes tea

12. But then on the topic of meat, you also have sausages at a certain point - And im 99% sure Store only deals in Devil Meat (talk about niche market) , so hes just flat out making devil sausages?

Which actually not surprising - his pie chart literally shows how hes working on new releases, I mean we got a mince meat version now! ++ the Niku Strong K that helps with hair loss!

13. Big of him to be worried about keeping devil meat fresh when hes out there storing meat uncovered in room temperature but im not judging

14. Expandable areas -- There's extra rooms to the butchery we havent been shown and now I have to be mad and wonder cause how does this thing live!!!! I need to know!

My guess: guessing he has like an actual meat prep room, plus if hes mincing and making sausages sure he should have a space for that -- I think he also lives there (?) so guessing another extra room could be his room.

15. Extra: Store in a tshirt and a bib - love.

Outside the Butchery :

All these trash bags must be waste, but now I wonder who collects the trash? Does Hell has its own trash collection system?

Also is that a satellite?? Store watches TV? good for him. Actually no surprise there since he has his own channel he stars in (celebrity ⭐️)

Anyways 10/10 , he's doing a great job

Final author note: You know in retrospect, if i was one of the strongest beings in existence that could kill Devils and was the only one thus handlind Devil meat thats so essential to the lifecyle of devils, I also wouldnt give a fuck and a chuck all the meat raw in the shelves - either take it and pay up or leave it , idc

[ghoulodont]

my secret........... cw talking about weight & related topics below the readmore

ok im really surprised about this happening honestly but yesterday i started semaglutide. aka ozempic. i feel like a traitor to the fat acceptance movement but here we are.

ive been fat at least to some degree since i was in high school and im ok with that. what specifically has bothered me recently is the weight ive gained since being on antipsychotics which has been genuinely bothersome and sort of uncontrollable. seroquel in particular in addition to actually making me gain weight just makes me feel heavier as its specific brand of fatigue. its a vicious cycle because i dont ever do anything besides sit around anymore. i miss being comfortable in my body -- still fat, yes, but not feeling like im stuck in cement.

anyway my doctor originally prescribed it and i said i would "think about it" (not take it) but then when i mentioned it to my psychiatrist she said its been really helpful for other people on meds like seroquel so i said wtf why not. ill do a science experiment. im dead anyway so lets go.

its been i think exactly 24 hours since i did the first shot and i feel weirdly good. i kind of dont want to say anything not just because its shameful but also i dont want to believe it. it is genuinely removing the seroquel feeling of heaviness. like maybe that feeling is metabolic in some way? my body is using energy better? no idea. maybe its not going to last. or maybe its undoing the seroquel in its entirety and im going to have another episode. we shall see

[leejenowrld]

im back from a short holiday so i finally have time to sit and write my thoughts on part 11 🥺 sorry its so long!

questions (my apologies if youve answered the following questions already, i havent read through all your replies yet):

when yn was pregnant and feeling all those symptoms, before she told jeno, you wrote that jeno had set up a little basket of all the things she would need regularly to nurse hose symptoms (eg prenatal vitamins). as prenatal vitamins are very specific and probably would have been labelled as such, how did jeno not find out?

how did yn's family react to finding out she got pregnant before they got married?

this is belated, but oh poor yangyang. i admire his commitment to yn despite knowing he would never be her top choice. i'd like to know more about how he healed when he realised yn and jeno were back together and never gonna separate again.

comments:

thank you, thank you, and thank you again for the very happy and wholesome ending. as you know, ive been so hopeful for a happy ending since the start and throughout all the challenges that they had to face. i am so glad that theyve found a way to figure it all out! im a huge fan of character development so it really made me so happy to see jeno knowing how to slow down, how to put her first, how to love slowly, patiently and deeply. it caught me by surprise how ready he was to be a father too! not that i thought he wouldve reacted in any other way to the news that she was pregnant, but the readiness to step up was so lovely to see 🥹

seeing ALL the characters grow up was also so heartwarming to read. from wild and intense college kids who lived off parties, to responsible adults who excel in their own fields and now know how to take care of not just themselves but each other, and even babies! thank you for taking us on this journey of growth with them 🩷

i fell so deeply in love with haeun that i dreamt i got to play with a little girl like her, 2 nights in a row LOL. im not even married but now i have baby fever just from reading all about haeun and junseo 🤡

last thing! im really looking forward to jaemin's story :)

(ps. this is really off topic but i passed my last big exam of med school! im just so glad this long chapter of my life is finally coming to an end soon and i wanted to share my joy!)

-☀️

congratulations on passing your last big exam! seriously, i’m so, so proud of you, and it means the world that you took time out of all that celebration and exhaustion to come back here and share your heart. let me wrap you in all the softest gratitude—🫶

1. jeno and the prenatal vitamins—how did he not notice?

jeno, at that point in their story, is painfully dedicated—every minute of every day feels like an opportunity to make things right, to tip the scales back in yn’s favor, to show her in all the smallest, sweetest ways that he’s not just sorry, but changed. he moves through the world with her on his mind, every act colored by a kind of nervous devotion. setting up a basket of comfort things becomes his love language: he walks through the aisles with his phone notes open, remembering what makes her feel safe, what helped during the flu last winter, which crackers she’d once nibbled at three in the morning. his basket is a living, breathing apology—“i see you. i want to care for you. i want you to feel how much i’m trying.” so he’s so silly sometimes—sweet, earnest, a little clueless in the most endearing way. he’s the king of overthinking the big things when it comes to her (does she need space? does she still want me?) and totally missing the obvious, especially when it comes to details right under his nose. so when organises her wellness supplies in her bathroom, the actual “prenatal” label? it might as well be invisible, sandwiched between vitamins she has for “energy,” “balance,” or “women’s daily.” maybe he glances at the bottle, sees the soft pastel label and some leafy font, and just files it away as “something good for her.”

he’s too focused on whether she’s comfortable, if she’s sleeping enough, if she’s warm at night or needs another cup of tea. the truth is, jeno’s love at this stage is so active and fierce that he’d walk right past the biggest clue in the world, lost in the thicket of his own heart. it’s not that he isn’t smart—it’s that he’s hopelessly, endlessly preoccupied with making yn’s world softer, sweeter, lighter. every missed detail, every small oversight, comes from a place of trying so hard he almost can’t see straight. that’s jeno: a little oblivious in his devotion, making up for lost time by filling every crack in their life with acts of care, no matter how small.

2. yn’s family’s reaction to the pregnancy before marriage

there’s never really a dramatic scandal when yn gets pregnant before marriage, because it’s just not that deep for her family. yn isn’t religious, and her parents never held those old rules over her head—if anything, they’ve always wanted her to live freely, to be happy, to build a life on her own terms. by the time she finds out she’s pregnant, she’s almost thirty, stable in her career, living out her own version of adulthood. when the news drops, it’s not about disappointment, but about surprise, and then that quick, sparkling joy that comes from seeing her so genuinely happy with jeno. no one in her family wants to police her choices or shame her—instead, they see the glow in her eyes and the way jeno looks at her, and that’s all they need.

a significant reason (obviously apart from being so utterly and endlessly in love) yn and jeno decide to get married quickly after the positive test is simple: they want to bring their baby into the world as married parents, not because of fear or pressure, but out of love and a shared dream of starting their family strong, together. there’s a sweetness to it—the sense that the wedding is a celebration, not a fix or a cover-up. it feels right to them, like building a little fortress of security and belonging for their baby from the very start. they talk it over, quietly, hands tangled on the sofa, weighing all the little benefits—how it’ll make things simpler with paperwork and names, how they like the thought of their child growing up watching old wedding videos and knowing “you were there, right under mama’s heart.” the family gets swept up in it all, tossing out date ideas, promising to handle flowers or cakes, because at the end of the day, what matters most is seeing yn happy, cherished, and surrounded by love. the “rules” never meant much in this family—what matters is the real, living proof of joy blooming right in front of them. calls, maybe a worried aunt or two, but by the time yn’s belly starts to show, the whole family is woven even closer together. there’s no shame, only celebration—because in the end, they know love came first, and everything else is just details.

3. yangyang’s healing—how he coped after yn & jeno reunited

oh, yangyang. he’s one of the quiet heartbreakers—the ones who love all the way to the edge, knowing they might not be chosen, but loving anyway. when yn and jeno find their way back to each other, yangyang’s first instinct is to step back, give them space, respect the history that was never his to claim. there’s pain, of course—a bone-deep ache that lingers for weeks, spilling into late-night walks and half-written texts he never sends. at first, he ghosts the group a little, lets himself be sad, angry, even resentful, but never at yn—he’s only ever gentle with her, never wanting to burden her with his disappointment. one day, he meets someone new—maybe not a whirlwind, but a gentle sunrise, someone who makes him laugh again. and when yn introduces her babies, he kneels down, looks those little ones in the eyes, and says, “your mama’s the bravest person i know.” he means it. he never stops loving her in a way, but it’s different now—a gratitude, not a wound. he finds peace in knowing he was a part of the story, even if only for a few pages.

your comments—(i’m wrapping you up in a hug for this section!!)

your words are everything. i love that you felt the joy in the ending—the sense that not only did yn and jeno survive, but they grew, deepened, became the people (and parents) they always dreamed of being. jeno’s arc from wild, hungry, and impatient to gentle, steadfast, and slow is one of my favorite things in the world to write. he’s proof that real love changes you in all the right ways. watching all the characters grow up—oh, i’m right there with you! i never wanted them to be frozen in time as “party kids.” they deserved careers, family, healing, joy, and babies! the whole journey is a love letter to change itself, to the beauty of growing up and choosing each other again and again.

and haeun… the way she lives in your dreams is just the highest compliment. she’s joy, innocence, and hope made tiny and real—a reminder that even after heartbreak, there’s new life, new laughter, always waiting. if she gives you baby fever, it’s only because she’s got that “pure love” magic running through her. last but not least: i can’t wait to share jaemin’s story with you! it’s built from the same hope and softness as this one, but with all new layers, new heartbreaks, new healing. you’ll see old faces, new bonds, and plenty of found family tenderness. thank you for every word, every question, every ounce of love you pour into this universe. i’m so grateful to walk this road with you. and again—congratulations on passing your exam! go rest, play, and celebrate—you’ve earned every bit of it, babe. 🩷

[traveling-monster]

So I read over everything in your vore apology thing. And I have alot to say.

The rps you specifically did in the past were all with minors. You had a minors OC eat your OC and digest them

That was fucking disgusting.

When you say things like "mom didn't restrict my Internet" you shouldn't make that everyone else's problem.

Your apology was overall disappointing in more areas I can point out.

Nothing you say can justify it and I'm not surprised you haven't been called out sooner. People on this app are gross like you are.

Your turning 18. This is unacceptable. Do not delete this ask. Own up to your bullshit.

And don't make shitty excuses. Own up for it. Say what you're gonna do next moving forward. Apologize. Done. No fucking excuses. It's not hard.

We're here to keep kids safe. Not expose them to vore content.

Few things becouse beleive it or not, I actually care about my image

1. im fairly certain I know who you are, but given you chose to go on anon ill respect your privacy.

2. age usually doesn't come up in convos. I don't bother checking becouse:

3. I ask for specific permission before I do ANYTHING I think might be uncomfortable. this includes vore, either character getting hurt, or anything that might affect either person's cannons

4. I haven't done any vore content outside of DMs in months to my knowledge due to someone saying it made them uncomfortable. im not here to make ppl uncomfortable.

5. yall forget HH/HB is supposed to be an 18+ show. there is literally a rape scene in one of the episodes. I figured it'd be safe to assume most ppl who watch those shows are 18+, and if they aren't i lean away from more mature topics unless they tell me im good.

that is the facts and reasoning on my end. I won't tell you if you should hate me or like me, thats up to you. end of the day, ill likely be making my blogs all 18+ once I turn 18 myself.

[trash-can-sam]

OKAY this is a long one but I dont see people talk about Grace and I deeply adore her shes my second favorite (almost tied with first (Qi) tbh) and deserves more love.

Heres the line that I pretty much based this on:

When I fist saw that line I was like oh thats interesting but then I learned about what she was and I was like OH MY GOD SHES TALKING ABOUT HERSELF. Because what are the chances she just happens to have a sister with a very similar job as her, and the wouldnt you get sick of a life like that implies she doesnt like her job even if she does actually have a sister.

(Also this line from her engagement letter)

NOW THINGS THAT I IMPLY THAT ARE NOT CERTAIN BUT ARE TRUE TO ME (you do not have to read this to understand anything I just want to talk about her):

She genuinely is interested in archeology. Her collecting various things for archeolgy could have just been her making herself seem more convincing, but she does genuinely seem very informed on the topic. AGAIN, could be her being more convincing, but I wouldnt doubt if she actually majored in it (or at least took a few classes) because it would make sense to play a character with something youre kind of knowlegable about, and she seems to know quite a bit about specific school practices and genuinely be opinionated on archeology's place in the world. Also, her likes indicate this is something shes genuinely interested in and passionate about. THE DIGGING HOLES IN THE GARDEN THING ALSO IS NOT MADE UP, and she says "Old habits die hard I guess", implying (at least to me) that she did it for similar reasons or maybe that she found something that inspired her to be interested in archeology.

She definetly seems to not really have faith in the system shes in, or at least doubt in it. Im not saying shes radical or anything (IF WE ARE GETTING SPECIFIC (Using current day terms) she seems reasonably moderate, pretty center left yk but I wouldnt be surprised if she believed in more socialist policies and shes clearly informed in whats going on, partially because of her job and also because I think being informed is important to her) and she still does work for the government, but she seems to not really be completely content with it. I dont really have any concrete proof for that besides this line which is really just how she thinks:

NOW she says she wasnt really involved in politics, which I think at the time shes saying this is true. I wouldnt be surprised if she was more involved when she was younger, but I think for the most part she has ideas. She really likes to think (also proved by this line, I think she thinks a lot of thoughts in a similar vein but for the most part doesnt share them because they dont really fit her brand) and I feel like that would translate more into thinking more of ideals than actual politics, especially since she feels like people who are noble and want to make a difference cannot under the current system.

I feel like there were more lines in quests and what not with her being more disillusioned but full disclosure this could entirely be an illlusion of the mind palace.

Since she also mentions specifically making a difference, I also decided to extrapolate that was strongly about her as well. Wanting to make a difference being attatched to her choosing the job is also something not said at all, but something I decided to connect because it makes sm sense to me

I THINK THATS ALL. But a lot of this is largely headcanon since we dont have that much info on her (Character development is still low, therefore I cry and sob and make things up completely BECAUSE ITS FUN.)

please think about her more so i dont have to make another 12 page kind of comic, mostly illustrated writing.

[flowersandbirdsflyingfree]

hii, sweety;)

i found out you opened matchups and i want to try?? its my first time AND I HAVE NO IDEA how it works ((

now my special interest is postal and id like to see the one of dudes more than anything:3 im sorry abt my bad english

I am 19, I am a girl of medium height, but with a very low weight, as I suffer from a disorder:( my native color is blonde, not so long ago I dyed my hair ash blonde, but now the roots of the industry and it looks a little funny. I have very pale skin. I don't have a specific style, but I definitely like the part of my wardrobe where there are acid-colored clothes, I really like scene style! by personality type, I am an ISTP. I don't have much contact with people because it makes me uncomfortable and I feel awkward, but I am very open and understanding with my loved ones:3

just tell me if something is wrong, im very embarrassing

Hello!!! You did nothing wrong, my friend! Thank you for participating in the first ever Postal matchup. I match you with:

POSTAL 1 DUDE

Dude himself is also not very interested in being social, typically due to his paranoia with others. However, you are the one person he feels like he can be himself around.

Your dates often reflect enjoying one on one time alone. Usually, this is spent having coffee at his place and listening to music together. Topics range from favorite bands to conspiracy theories on society’s eventual collapse.

He would be very protective of you if you had to go somewhere together. He’ll leer at anyone deemed untrustworthy and gently usher you away.

He thinks your colorful style is really cool. The bright colors and energetic patterns of the aesthetic actually is great on you! He may surprise you every now and then with a few cute accessories that remind him of you.

Your aesthetics together would be really sweet!!! Goth BF x Scene GF

When Dude opens up to you, his commitment is strong. While he lacks having a stable mind under outside pressure, he makes up for being there for you. He thinks you are truly beautiful as you are. There is no other saving grace more precious than you.

If you’re in need of personal attention, Dude will reassuringly hold you close to his heart. He’ll do his best to at least muster out a few direct words in attempt to cheer you up. Bask in the presence of your fallen angel long enough and he’ll likely charge enough courage for a kiss.

As for your own understanding nature, Dude feels like you’re too good to be true. There are times he may going to the store means talking over the phone the whole time to remind him you are safe. Or maybe his perception is making him feel turbulent. But your kindness has truly mended his heart with a hope that blessings do exist. You are the greatest of them all.

[alicethepiper]

hehe i like tag games - nine people I'd like to know better (but I think nini already tagged most of our fellow RE mutuals lol) thank you for tagging me @goodpointsandbadpoints <3

last song i listened to: it was either "Ghosts Embodied" by Nahko And Medicine For The People OR it was "Good Luck, Babe!" by Chappell Roan (are we surprised) - those are the two latest songs i've downloaded and i've just been switch swapping between the two for short drives.

currently watching: okay SO i just finished season 2 of Interview with the Vampire and BROTHER IT WAS SO- RAGGHHHHH i literally binged that all last week. i watched the '94 movie because it had been on my list forever and i was like "this is so gay?? i love this??" and so i booted up the tv show (which i only found out existed because i googled how many books there were in the series) AND IT WAS SO FUCKING GOOD. I WAS SO FUCKING HOOKED. anyways. that's the last "new" show i watched; the last show i had on and watched was Resident Alien. i rewatch that one constantly. it's just a feel good show at this point even though it's genuinely great (and it having resident in the name is just coincidence).

(rereading this and it actually may have been HBO'S The Last of Us?? another good one for a rewatch. i also did watch World War Z again the other night. it's all jumbling together and i don't remember the order sorry. noticing a theme with the media i consume? it's either zombies, vampires, or residents)

sweet/savory/spicy: ptfff it's a toss up honestly. sweet when it comes to fruity stuff specifically, so i guessss i'd have to go with savory here.

relationship status: single - ive spent the past year planning to move, so ive made no effort to date - and also i spent a good chunk of time in a relationship and feel like im still on reprieve (that may not be the right word but idk). i'll only be moving briefly before heading back to where i am now (hopefully also brief 😭), so i cant imagine the relationship status changing for a while, but im a happy single :)

current obsession: alright bruthers we know the answer to this one. honestly resi has been a consistent obsession among a wider obsession of horror games for the past five years or so, but the past eight months (roughly) ive fallen in DEEP. quite literally alice in the rabbit hole, etc. and i blame all of my lovely mutuals and all of the lovely fanfiction ive read and all of the lovely fanart ive consumed <3

okay i can definitely think of more than nine people but here are some that i didn't see tagged - no pressure to do it and also sorry if you were previously tagged 😭

@resident-rats

@lightenupcowboy

@kinoko-kai

@murderturtles

@samblerambles

@phoenixmetaphor

also - completely off topic but i feel that it is important for the court to know (meaning i just find it fun): @resident-rats and @lightenupcowboy you both have re4r leon as your pfp, so i always get y'all briefly confused, but you are both known to me respectively (and lovingly) as "mr. rats" and "mr. cowboy" - if you ever have a problem with those names please let me know 😭

THANK YOU FOR THE TAG NINI <3