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[free-boundsoul]

HEY YOU🫵🫵🫵

1) Im loving all of your rambles and thoughts about the most recent Porter audio

2) I AGREE SO MUCH. There are so many ways that the next audio for Porterpotty (he deserves that name for now he can redeem him self later) can play out. But I can also imagine treasure going “numb” in a sense where now whenever they deal with a issue no matter how serious or small they are going to stay quiet. Reading someone of your stuff about treasure wanting to be that person to Porter by being someone that he can talk to after going to therapy. I CANT HELP but think that treasure is also doing this because their friends wouldn’t do/be the same for them. Which is why treasure cares so much. Because treasure wants to be a support be that they themselves could not. But to just be dissected by a person you care about OUCH OUCH. And it’s so true that treasure doesn’t even know much about Porter just when he rants and treasure listens. I do hope that regardless of how Porter and treasure resolve this, treasure will be able to communicate that they aren’t just a crutch for Porter in a shmexy time manner, but to be there emotionally. To not carry the burden all by himself. Yet Porter has too much pride ? Or is just not used to being in this type of relationship. Because lowkey Porter scared me a bit in this recent audio 😀. He didn’t yell but it was his tone. He was calm and knew how he was speaking and Intended it to come across like that (purely as a defense mechanism) BUT ONE THAT HE NEEDS TO WORK ON GODDAMIT.

god I can go on and on. This is the first time a redacted audio has me thinking and thinking. Maybe cause it hit a little too close to home BUT OH WELLAlso this is my first time seeing your post and 🤌🏽🤌🏽 I had to say something. have a good day !

Aww thank you so much! 💜

Porterpotty! (I shouldn't but I couldn't help but laugh when I saw that 🤣)

The interesting thing about the audios is that we get one half of the conversation. We are left to interpret how the listener responds to a degree. We get some clues as to what was said but not the tone used.

People can interpret that Treasure's tone is aggressive or pushy or snappish. But I personally see it as hesitant and nervous. They don't want to hurt Porter but maybe he just needs a push to actually confide in them. He gave them a push to see how their friends were treating them. They were trying to reciprocate.

They know what it's like to bury their feelings. How it festers and rots from the inside out. They can only imagine how his repressed feelings are eating away at him after however many decades.

But I can see how his own admission how they only know a part of him rings true. I can see how they let Porter see all of them, how much it hurt with how his digs hit home. But a relationship can't be just showing pieces to each other. Otherwise it'll fall apart, even if it's done in the name of protection. So I'm curious how his next audio will go. And I'll be chewing on the bars of my enclosure until we get it lol

[81folklore]

lover - SCHUMACHER

pairings: mick schumacher x wordle!reader (fc: savannah delullo + pintrest)

summary: micks girlfriend always relates everything in her life to the three things she loves most; taylor swift, wordle and her boyfriend

authors note: this is probably one of the most niche things ive ever made but i absolutely love sav and her wordle content and i also love mick so why not put those together?? i dont even know how i thought of this but here it is😭

authors note 2: doesnt have all the pictures i wanted, but i needed this to be one part so i had to shorten it a bit. i ended up mainly using pintrest photos, but that was only because the sav photos i planned to use ended up being in posts i couldnt make due to the 30 picture limit. i actually think this is my favorite smau ive done so i hope you enjoy

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and everytime i look at you, its like the first time

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user11: beach being the wordle today was perfect pinned

yourusername: can confirm i was very happy

mickschumacher: good pictures...must be a pretty cool photographer😂

yourusername: ehh took some practice but he learnt from the best!😉

user82: you guys are so cute

user9: micks looking more and more like his dad everyday :')

user4: im so obessed with your tiktoks

user49: favorite wordle player

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you got that long hair, slicked back, white tshirt, and i got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt

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user55: officially my favorite couple

user20: dont know who i want to be more

user32: so so cute

mickschumacher: 💚💚💚

user2: i love that she always includes that days wordles in her posts

user72: and if she can, she will relate it to a taylor lyric and make that her caption

user60: and she always tries to match the pictures to the word

user46: are those his dads glasses☹️

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youre a flashback in a film reel on the one screen in my town🎞️

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user8: micks smile AHHHHH

user92: im so obsessed with this post

user902: he looks SO GOOD

user65: i cant bresthe omg

mickschumacher: my favourite photographer

yourusername: my favourite muse

user7: I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

user51: no bcs you just dont understand

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✨i can still make the whole place shimmer✨

HOLY WHAT IS MY LIFE??? so much happened within the span of a night and im in shock. first, TAYLOR SWIFT?? next SWIFT WORDLE ANSWER?? ON THE DAY OF MY CONCERT?? then I GOT THE 22 HAT?? EXACTLY 10 YEARS AFTER THE LAST PICTURE TOOK PLACE?? also lets all appreciate how good both taylor and mick look!!!!

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user4: YOU GOT THE HAT? IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU

user6: you deserve the hat so much!!

user67: what was your reaction to the wordle?

yourusername: i actually did it in the stadium while waiting for taylor, i started freaking out i was so happy😭

user13: love your outifts! did you make both of them?

yourusername: i made micks and he made mine☺️

yourfriend2: im glad you both had fun

yourusername: mwah 💋

mickschumacher: thank you for choosing me to go with you

yourusername: why wouldnt i take my favorite person to see my other favorite person??

mickschumacher: love you

yourusername: love you🩵

user5: the IT couple

user85: i love seeing mick getting involved with her interests :(

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we could let our friends crash in the living room

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user56: oh my god oh my god

user52: theyre literally living taylor swift lyrics

user75: i cant cope

user79: THEY HAD A SLEEPOVER?? WITH THEIR GRID FRIENDS??

user20: seb definitly spun the wheel in twister

user59: definitly had a drink with him aswell😭

lewishamilton: thanks for having us💜

yourusername: always welcome with us lewis🩵

mickschumacher: can i go where you go?

yourusername: can we always be this closee?

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and at every table, ill save you a seat, lover...

m, you mean more to me than i will ever be able to put into words. the love i feel for you is something so special it feels wrong to just say 'i love you', it doesnt do it justice. you are my entire being and nothing i say or do will even amount to the way you make me feel

3 years ago, forever felt scary, forever felt terrifying, but how can forever be enough now? how will i ever have enough time with you? how will i ever have enough time to love you?

i would say 'take me out and take me home' but no matter where you take me i will always be home if im with you🏠

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mickschumacher: my favorite person

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mickschumacher: my one and only

yourusername: my lifeline

mickschumacher: forever with you sounds perfect

[ravennaortiz]

Hiii!!! Coming back into the kitchen to 1…tell you that cake was *chefs kiss* delicious! & 2 to ask for a big slice of brownie with Happy & love at first sight!! 😁 thank you!!💜

Hey Hey! Yay im so glad you enjoyed it! Heres a big ole slice of brownie Happy!

Happy couldn’t help but grin and wave back at you as you stepped into the office of Teller-Morrow when he pulled in. He had been in love with you since he saw you for the first time in Lodi. You had been wearing a pretty yellow polka dot dress while you were walking your cat Tulip on her leash. You were browsing stalls at the local farmers market. Your hair down and flowing, the sun shining off it like the opening of heaven he thought. He had been thrilled when Gemma moved towards you and introduced the two of you. He had barely been able to look at you because you were so beautiful.

Humming as he put his toothpick in his mouth he turned into Juice and Chibs. Both men staring at him with raised brows.“What?” rasped Happy as he looked between the men.

“Just doing a lot of weird shit lately man” stated Juice with a smirk. “Waving, giggling as you look at your phone, humming love songs” listed Juice as Happy rolled his tooth pick and eyes.

“Getting a little soft it seems” quipped Chibs as he smiled.

“Man not allowed to be happy? Way to try to make me feel like less. Kits hard to be stoic and tough all the time. No one ever cares about my mental health” replied Happy as he scowled and crossed his arms.

“Whoa” stated Juice as he raised his hands in defensive with a grin. I just wanted to check in before I asked her out tonight. Thought you were interested but I guess not. You must have some other woman on your mind” he stated as he turned to head towards the office.

Happy was quick to snatch the back of Juices kutte making the younger man yelp. Chibs bellowed with laughter as Happy pulled Juice close.

“I love you brother but I love her more. Make a move on my future old lady and I will pluck your eyeballs out through your ass” growled Happy before letting Juice go. Happy sighed before moving to the office where he saw you and Gemma watching the men.

“I love you” stated Happy before pulling you in for a kiss. He was relieved as you kissed him back. “I got a ring but figured we should get at least one date in first” he rasped as he showed you a black box making you laugh.

[captainaikus]

I love your work so much and it has been like 2 hours since i discovered it aghhh ><

(Nsfw) ik you're on hiatus but just a quick idea(thought it was cool sorry TT). Itoshi rin as a butler and the reader as royalty, reader initiates things by teasing rin but rin rejects because of their differneces in class but eventually give in and lets out his inner yandere 🙏 they have sex secretly with rin degrading reader for being such a whore even though shes royality🤦‍♀️ (you can write it in any way you want ill be satisfied anyways) please ignore if you dont like it im not trying to force you to write this 🙏 love you hope everything's fine!

tysm doll 💜 i'm glad you enjoy my works :p

wc : 1.0k, not proofread.

warnings : dark themes, mentions of nudity, rin has a temper, degradation, mentions of sadness, y/n having a break down, fingering, mentions of alcohol and use of poison, intended for murder. based in victorian period.

Rin is the butler of the house and has been your childhood friend. Considers himself to be distinct from you, he makes his bed on mornings, getting into his suit. Over the years it was the same routine, making your bed, telling you your schedule for the day, reminding you to dab the corner of your mouth when you ate something, giving you a glare when you picked up the wrong fork or when you were crass, even telling you to sit up straight when you slouched.

He is a strict disciplinarian, going harsh and hard on you, sometimes even pushing you to the verge of tears yet he was also the shoulder you cried on certain nights, finding solace in his stiff posture, not daring to touch you. He knew the two of you couldn't be in the same world. You were the princess while he was your butler. A gentle hand like yours wouldn't want his scarred one, he would think, staring into his glass of wine on the kitchen counter. little did he know that you liked him and had found adoration for him over the years.

Just when Rin couldn't seem to shake you out of his head, things got worse. Your bed was messy than usual - taking him hours to spread it over. Your behavior became more crass and you became more defiant, shooting back at him.

the last straw was when you demanded that he bathe you, extending a foot towards him, your breasts covered with the milkiness of the soaped water in the large bath, the sunlight reflecting off your skin making you look tempting to man. "Go on. Clean me, Rin." you tempted, waving your foot of at him.

Throwing the sponge on the ground, he had had enough, getting into the water with you, his shirt becoming soaked and transparent. Holding you by the throat, he leans in menacingly towards you. "I can tolerate having to do chores. But what I won't tolerate is you disrespecting me. Try that again and I'll make sure that you are punished. I might be a mere butler, but remember. I know you like the back of my hand and these years of experience have given me enough knowledge about you. The next time you disrespect me, I will make sure to take you over my fucking knee. Are we clear about that princess?"

You don't talk to him for weeks, while he adjusts to you until he was in the courtroom, summoned by your mother the queen. "Make sure that she fits into the finest of gowns you can find and that she attends to the tailor to have her measurements taken." she commanded. "She has to impress her suitors." The dreaded instance. You were in your early twenties, bound to be married. He was upset that night, going to town once the sun went down to drown his sorrows in his glasses of wine for he hated beer. As the week passed by, he noticed instances of your courtship with the prince of a neighboring kingdom whose name and face he did not bother to remember.

It wasn't until one bold night he couldn't hold it in anymore, watching you give him lust and desired filled glances despite the fiancé of your parents choosing giving you attention with lavish gifts. He came to your chambers that night demanding answers.

"You just love pushing my buttons, don't you princess. What kind of a whorish upbringing did you even have to start behaving like this?" he taunted you as he thrust two fingers into your soaking wet cunt. "Do you just love seducing men and then not giving them what they want? Do enjoy torturing me?" He watched as you turned your head from side to side, refusing to meet his eyes. "Can't even see me. Aren't you even the least bit ashamed of yourself?" he prodded further. You refused to answer, your lips sealed.

Getting on top of you, he grinds his knee into your pussy, making you moan, his hands firmly holding yours above your head.

"Tell me princess, do you like driving a man to the verge of insanity ? Making him watch you with your future husband yet letting him fuck you in this bed ? Just how low has your dignity fallen princess? You're not even worth a common whore, in fact you're worse." he sneered, gathering your hands into his wrist whilst the other was holding the flesh of your thigh. "What other choice do I have?! My parents want me to marry someone of royal stature, yet they care less about me. You've seen how ruthless my kin can be, marrying off my sisters to gain more lands. You think I'm happy ?! huh?! Do you ?!" you cry. He felt nothing more than to make your anguish disappear. Words of love were exchanged that night. "I'm here." "I'm not leaving you." The usual gruff and strict disciplinarian of a butler had turned into a lover, giving you words of affirmation with every thrust, moaning into your ear and kissing every part of your body that his lips could reach, losing his sanity over and over again as your drew him into your warm welcoming arms. The thought of you being with someone else being pushed into the back of his mind replaced with how good you were clenching around him while your nails drew lines down his back, his hand swiping at your clit to give you your release. Lying in the same bed with you he kissed your forehead while his hand pet your hair a sign of a short goodbye as he was to leave early the next morning.

He watched as you pretended to be interested in the talks your fiancé was giving, with the occasional smile you gave him along with a playful tap. Looking into the tray of wines, he knew the prince's glass, slipping a poison into it. You would weep perhaps from shock and sadness over the loss of a life. But in the end,

you would always turn to his shoulder for solace just as you had in good old days.

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I was wondering if u declined the birthday request thingy cuz i was waiting for it lmao-hi! Yeah the birthday thing that might or might not be my birthday lol i was hesitating actually to send that at first im glad u liked the idea it was too personal request that i was hoping to be like a little gift thingy lol AH CANT WAIT IEJDJDJD

(m giving myself a nickname call me ❄️)

OMG I'm so happy that you saw the oopsie I made and resent your request!! I was beating myself up so much that night! 😭😭

And don't ever be afraid to request me anything. I love writing for you lovely people! 😊

But I hope you enjoy your birthday gift from me! 💜💜

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Miguel would be the type of boyfriend you don’t really expect to do anything for your birthday. Although, you wouldn't mind it with him being the leader of the Spider Society and Spiderman. 

Your boyfriend is a busy man, and just his company on your birthday would be enough. 

But this time, he surprised you. 

He turned up at your door with a bouquet, a gift box, and a bag of takeout food. “Thought I'll keep you guessing.” He said with a deep chuckle, leaving you in shock.

You invite him in and the two of you settle onto your sofa, beginning to eat the delicious food he’d selected to celebrate your big day, which was succulent and left you wondering how much he spent on such a delectable meal. 

Whilst you busied yourself in finishing up in eating, he set up your bouquet of flowers; removing their plastic wrap, snipping the end of the stems, and placing them into a glass vase of water. 

The beautiful plants were your favorite color and bloomed beautifully as he set the vase onto the center of your dining table. The flowers, being a symbol of his love for you despite being his usual stoic self on the outside. 

When he returned to the couch, you were stuffed and content, but your boyfriend wasn’t finished with his bearing of gifts. He pulls out the present from before, handing it to you with a smile.

“Open it.” He simply said as you could tell he was trying to hide the anticipation on his chiseled face whilst waiting for you to reveal the gift he'd chosen. 

Although Miguel was a coldhearted man to others, he was deep down, sentimental. Inside of your gift box was something that set your heart ablaze, and knocked you off your feet.

Inside of the box was an expensive necklace, one that held the initials, ‘M.O’ on it.

His initials. 

At the sight, you almost shed a tear, which only made him laugh, insisting on allowing him to put it on you. You’ll hand him the sacred jewelry, settling it in his large palm. Delicately, he moved your hair to one side, giving him better access before binding the necklace together around your neck. 

When you turn around to face him with his initials dangling in the center of your collarbones, it makes his heart skip a beat. “How do I look?” You ask, which only brings a smile to his tanned lips.

“Sexy. Like always.” He says, unable to contain himself and pulling you into a kiss; one that is passionate and searing, and would leave one dizzy but longing for more when you depart. 

But Miguel wasn’t planning on letting you go anytime soon. 

His radio, signalling the crimes happening in Nueva York could fill the room and he would still not leave your side. 

Not tonight…

Upon choosing and customizing the beautiful necklace for you, he had made a promise to himself. 

That once he'd placed the gorgeous jewelry onto your neck, the one bearing his initials that marked you as his - he would grant you a night full of passion and love.

One that would be full of your cries of his name, and leave your body satisfied and his love for you, evident. Even then, he wouldn't stop cherishing you. 

He'll continue making love to you, with the gorgeous necklace holding his initials upon your neck until your birthday is over, the birds have awoken from their slumber and the sun is rising in the morning sky. 

Even when your peaks have been reached and the heated passions between the two of you have ceased, he wouldn't stop showing his love. 

You’ll lay together under the disarray of sheets and blankets, snuggling into one another. His thick fingers combing through your hair whilst you rested against his hardened pecs. His steady heartbeat, touch, and warmth slowly lulling you to sleep. 

Before succumbing to the land of dreams, you'll feel his plush lips, pressing a kiss upon your head and soon hear his deep voice, whispering lovingly into your ear.  

“Happy Birthday, mi amor.”

A/N: Happy Belated birthday❄️!

I hope you enjoyed the gift! 🎉🎂

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Ok hello, I usually don't add A/N especially months after posting BUT since Lissie is an evident side character whilst reader is dating Marcus I just felt like I had to say I wrote this before they started dating (before the pitstop boys and Lissie went on screamingmeals, even) so yeah thanks enjoy!!

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yourusername i love my job (ferrari edition) tagged scuderiaferrari, pitstop, carlossainz55, olliebearman, charles_leclerc

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obsessedwithf1 omg are you going to be on pitstop?!

yourusername not this time, was just there with ollie the other week :)

forzaferrari aw i love that fan pic carlosmiamor it's all so cute and aesthetic and then there's the last one 💀 pitstop just so you know you’re next livelaughlyds cute! 😍 juanmanuelcorrea_ mate, can you teach me to make my insta look this nice

yourusername just work with ferrari bro

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yourusername happy birthday to my bestie and light of my life lis 💜 you're doing so well and deserve all the good things coming your way, i love you <3 also i'm on the next going purple coming out Tuesday xo tagged lissiemackintosh

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lissiemackintosh stop it i love you so much🥹 scuderiaferrari happy birthday lissie!💜❤️ fanaccount the first one!! love all of these🥰 screamingmealsfan this is so cute!! happy birthday to the icon!

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yourusername surprise!! they let me on screamingmeals, and i went to going purple and pitstop!! go listen to them they're all very different vibes but very fun and all out right now!!🫶🏼🫶🏼 tagged screamingmeals, jamesharveyblair, clementnovalak, pitstop, jakeboys, akfabiobocca, lissiemackintosh

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jakeboys "pose for the gram" and then this is what we get jakymoonfan so glad i was wrong about you not knowing the sm boys very well bc this was hilarious lissiemackintosh you're welcome back anytime, i loved this so much💜💜

yourusername omg please i would join you any day

clementfan need you as a permanent screamingmeals member asap tbh marcusarmstrong next one in nz? 👌🏼👌🏼

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yourusername part time manager, part time content creator and now also part time podcast co-co-co-host. richard for sure episode out now! tagged richardverschoor, marcusarmstrong, jamesharveyblair, clementnovalak

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jamesharveyblair thanks for joining our shittalking👍🏼 richardverschoor had a good time! screamingmealsfan YN AS A PERMANENT SM MEMBER!! WEVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE clementnovalak clemswinecorner ft yns cocktailchat? livelaughleclerc marcus sitting across from y/n- byeee the way yall look at each other🫠🫠

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yourusername guess what, i'm dating this guy! bet no one saw this one coming ;) tagged marcusarmstrong

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clementnovalak you have me to thank for that first pic btw

yourusername im aware but since this is a launch i thought i'd keep the spotlight on us

lissiemackintosh favs formulaslay obsessed w the variety in these pics jamesharveyblair disgustingly cute yourfan brb sleeping on the highway🥰 armstrongs welcome to the family

yourusername admin we've been facetiming for months😐😐

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felipedrugovich look at those abs mate 😍 yourusername oh i know screamingmealsfan i just died dead. screamingmealslover i don't know how many 'me and who's i got left marcusarmstrong cheers🍾

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[merbear25]

eek! your halloween event is still open so i was wondering if you can do an abandoned hospital setting with vash my loml in a zombie au?? like i just think zombie apocalypses just... fits vash's vibes??? like idk imagine having each other's backs... in a chaotic world. we would talk about our dreams to find a place to settle and become self sufficient... just that us against the world trope... so many thoughts aaa.. thank you in adv!!

- anon 🐸🌻

p.s. i survived internship and its my bday!! i went out with my friend for a ghibli themed and got some chiikawa plushies (more friends for vash,,) over my birthday weekend hehe. Got sick once i reached home though but i elly had tons of fun!! i hope you've been alright!! im so excited for spooky season too since i may do a ghost photoshoot with a friend later this month. manifesting good vibes your way~

Oh my goodness, thank you so much for requesting something for the event, especially with our lovely boy! And happy birthday!! I'm so glad to hear that things are going well for you. 🥺 Hope you like what I've written. 💜🧡

Even with the world being turned upside down, your relationship with Vash helped keep you grounded. In a reality that was voident of love and peace, he remained their unwavering advocate. His attitude was infectious, feeling as though it alone could be the cure this world needed. It was something worth keeping close, even when you feared it was all for not.

CW: SFW, gn!reader, fluff, romantic, some angst, established relationship, mentions of zombies, death, and survival situations

Us against the world (Vash)

The constellations were one of the only parts of life that remained consistent. Simplistic beauty held in their twinkling lights contrasted the horrors they shined down on. Through the change of the seasons, the possibilities of not only coming across the uninfected but keeping them alive became less and less likely, and yet you and Vash continued to overcome the odds. A dear friend, your other half, your one and only: there was no one better suited to have given your heart to.

A nightly activity of stargazing to just forget about the world you were living in became a form of comfort. Knowing there was still so much beauty out there gave you something other than yourselves to live for.

“Do you think we’ll ever be able to fully enjoy life again?” The somber tone, albeit appropriate, still made Vash frown because he didn’t know the answer.

“I hope so… but I know that there are still things to enjoy, even when everything feels like it’s been taken away.” That gentle flow to his words never ceased to soothe your fears. He took your hand in his, giving you a reassuring squeeze.

Keeping your gaze up towards the stars, the chirps of crickets were your only audience that night, letting that sense of peace wash over you. This rooftop had become one of many to be placed over your heads. Never could there be a place to truly call your own; it would be too risky. With the list of each place left behind getting longer, you still held onto the idea that one day you’d finally be able to find one to call your own.

“I’ve been thinking more about our place,” you whispered. “I was thinking that a place up north by the seaside would be nice.”

“The view would be breathtaking.”

“The air would smell so nice.”

“And the sounds of waves…” He trailed off in a dreamy tone. Closing his eyes, he imagined that place with you. The sea salt air on his skin and the sounds of seagulls overhead. “We’ll get there one day.”

Every part of your reality gave you reason not to hold out hope, but whenever you talked about that special place together, determination to continue working against the odds pushed you further. A shared goal to achieve the seemingly impossible—happiness.

The summer nights filled with the applause of rustling leaves had shifted into an echo of creaking bare autumn branches. Chilly weather kept your routine visits to the roughtop minimal. The rest of the world still played by its own rules which meant surviving in a zombie apocalypse was more than just fighting off the undead. The slightest cut could result in deadly consequences if left untreated, but even still there were some injuries that were unavoidable.

Picking the apples from a nearby tree wasn’t any cause for concern. You and Vash had chosen a farmhouse outside of the city to spend the winter. Although the distance came with a bit more security, you couldn’t risk going out alone—your essential lifeline being tethered to your side.

A scream carried over the trees as you fell from the ladder. Acting on the flip of a dime, he dove to try to catch you, but your cries gave away that he wasn’t fast enough. A broken arm—it could have been worse but wasn’t anything to brush off. He rushed you inside the house, placed you on the couch, and went to search for medical supplies.

The medicine cabinet didn’t have any disinfectant, neither did the drawers. Bandages had run out, leaving him no choice but to dress your wound with a clean cloth. How could I have been so reckless? I should have paid more attention to what we had, what we needed…  He cursed at himself silently, not wanting to cause you any further stress.

“I need to make a trip in town.” He stood up after he tended to you. “We don’t have the proper supplies, and if anything were to happen because of that, I–”

“I’ll be fine!” You cut him off. “We can make do with what we have.”

His eyes fell on you, that hopeful look that he cherished so much made his chest tighten at the thought of losing you. “It’s not safe. It could get infected… We’ve even run out of painkillers.”

“I can handle it,” you attempted to lighten the mood.

The solemn smile he gave you made your heart sink. “Even if you can, these are things we can’t go without.” He leaned down to place a kiss on your forehead. “It’s still early. Maybe I’ll be back just after nightfall.”

Leaning into his touch, he stroked your cheek with his thumb, enjoying the warmth of your soft skin beneath him. “Be sure to barricade yourself, while I’m gone.” 

You nodded. Though you had complete faith in him and his abilities to overcome any obstacle thrown his way, that “what if” still dangled above you.

“Come home, okay?”

“I promise.”

The hours passed long since he rode off on the horse. With the sun still hanging in the sky, there was still a chance he’d return around the time he anticipated, but anything could happen and that was what terrified you.

Streets appearing to be barren, the sounds of horse hooves clicking through them, and the threat of a hoard behind every corner: it’d been a long time since he felt this on edge. There was more at stake this time. Failing to return with supplies wouldn’t just mean leaving your break unattended to but leaving you behind entirely. That wasn’t an option.

Slowly, he managed to sneak past and evade some of them. Passing by the pharmacy that had already been cleared out gave him this sense of doubt that this place would be fitting to wait out winter. As he drew nearer to the hospital, there were more of them spaced out in the front. They hadn’t caught sight of him yet, which gave him a slim time frame to tie up his key to escaping. Petting the horse fondly, he promised it that he wouldn’t be long.

Some spotted him as he entered the premises, while others remained oblivious. Sprinting around the back entrance luckily led to an opening for him. With so many already on his heels, he needed some good fortune now more than anything. 

Quick. I can do that. Now wasn’t the time to let his optimistic side falter. This wasn’t the first time he was caught in a sticky situation, and it sure wouldn’t be the last. Rushing down the halls, his feet carried him like a phantom—soft soles of his shoes deafened his steps. Avoiding as many as he could was his best chance at survival. It would be too easy to get swarmed; he’d seen the overwhelming size of their numbers take too many lives.

Skeeting around the corner, he came face to face with a few of them stumbling down the hall, creating a barrier between him and the sought after supplies. Quick motions that were followed by the cracking of skulls and squelches of brains. Although he knew these creatures were absent of humanity and life itself, it never got easier. The blood splattering on the walls and his face were things he hoped would eventually become a distant memory. Until then, he needed to get back to you, needed to protect you, but most of all he wanted to shield you from all of this.

Wishful thinking that left his heart aching at the end, he couldn’t resist his fantasies. Pocketing as much as he could, escaping posed another issue entirely. Those from the back were shuffling their way in, and the front entrance was a risk all on its own. There were too many filing in from where he came, leaving him no other option.

Don’t focus on killing all of them, just get them out of the way. He panted from their numbers closing in. Covering his head he shoved his way past two of them coming up the steps, the velocity of his sprint sent them flying on their open wounded backs.

He couldn’t look back because he wasn’t going to like what he would see. Eyes kept forward, the horse was his main focus. Tying it up far enough to have kept the zombies from catching sight of it was biting him in the ass. Their slow staggers meant nothing if they never got tired. Adrenaline pumping through his veins, the horse needed no direction to take off down the lawn.

Beads of sweat ran down the side of his face and were pressed into his skin from the chilly wind tearing past. Galloping through the streets, he took the long way back home in hopes of steering them clear of the house.

With night falling on the house, you sat at the window on the second floor. Your eyes combed through the trees, so dead set on any sign of him, or worse of unexpected visitors. The clock ticked into the late night, making you dread the worst. Hot tears ran down your cheeks, but you refused to take your attention off of the line of trees at the edge of the property.

Then, there emerged a figure on top of a four legged creature. Your heart felt as if it was going to leap out of your chest. You rushed down to the front porch and waited. The urge to run up and tell him how worried you were had to be suppressed. All the precautions you took in this world extended to every aspect.

As he approached you, he held out the supplies while wearing that boyish smile. “Sorry, I had to take the long way.” Without another thought, you threw yourself into his arms, ignoring any pain that came with it. “Be careful of your arm!”

“I don’t care!” You cried. “Right now holding you is all that I care about.”

His arms wrapped around you tightly, never wanting to let go of you. “I had to come back. We still have to find that place by the sea, remember?”

Your cries were muffled against his chest, but the sadness that accompanied the fear of loss could never overshadow the relief of a returned love.

[crazylittlejester]

So... because of timezones (i think) you posted that question about what fics we're looking forward to at like past midnight and I didn't have the mental capacity to answer. Now it's 10am where I am and my first order of business is to send you an essay on the fics you've written that I've enjoyed!

So if I remember right, I started following you when you were writing the Your A Part Of Me series. I LOVE your portrayal of Warriors and Time (and sometimes Wind) and I'm pretty sure you're the reason i love war of eras found family fics! Though if I could choose a single one of these fics for you to update it would be the body swap fic. For a fic with only 2 chapters, I've re-read it an unhealthy amount of times 😅

I was also here when you were brainstorming the Twilight but Wars is Bella AU and I'm waiting with baited breath for that one. Crack fics usually don't interest me, but for some reason this one sounds amazing and I can't wait to bingeread the whole thing in one sitting! (No pressure though!)

And of course I can't end this rant without mentioning your modern au. I love aus like this, I love seeing each authors interpretation of what our blorbos would be like in a different setting, I find it FASCINATING and yours is one of the great ones! You've put so much thought into it and the only reason I haven't read/kudos more of those fics is because uni started up again last week for me and I've got a deadline soon for a project that is the equivalent of a dissertation (AND I'm doing a dissertation as well which was a ✨️mistake✨️ im having fun cus im writing/composing video game music but theres so much work!!!) and i use fic to escape the real world not be reminded of it. I'm sure I'll get round to your other modern au fics after my deadline 😀

Anyway, before I go back to lurking, I just wanted to remind you to write what YOU want to write and not force yourself to write something you've lost the motivation for just because people are asking for it. I can say from experience that writing out of obligation is a great way to take the joy out of writing and I wouldn't wish that fate on anyone!

I'm going to sink back into the void whence I came now. Bye! 🩷💚💜

thank you so much for this!!

im definitely working on chapter 3 for the body swap fic so dw dw :)

I told myself i was going to finish that entire au before i start posting it so it can have consistent updates aldkdkk but its taking sooo long. i have not forgotten about it, im still slowly working on it, maybe i’ll post chapter one when its half done or something

im glad you like the modern au!! and good luck on your work 🫡🫡🫡

take care if yourself!! 💙

[devildom-moss]

Im not sure if requests are open yet since you havent announced it yet but said they were gonna open at midnight.

So I'll just drop this here since I'll probably forget to request because of exams.

Could you write about the Obey me characters become self-aware that they aren't like, real? Like, would they freak out, try to do something about it or even use that knowledge to their advantage?

This idea has been on my list for quite a while, and i gotta say im glad to finally be able to let this one out my system.

Thanks for reading and continue with the amazing work! Remember to eat, sleep and dont do drugs <3

Sincerely, 💜

Thank you for the request! I hope you are well, anon. I went with headcanons for this and it got long real quick, but I hope you enjoy it! Some characters are a bit suggestive.

The Obey Me characters become self-aware

I think it would probably happen because of some curse. Diavolo rejected someone’s advances one too many times, and they wanted to watch him as his world came crashing down. It would come in the form of a weird bug in the latest update. It only affects Diavolo and his loved ones/friends. I think being self-aware would give them some control over themselves in the game – especially if it’s caused by a bug. The rest are headcanons about how I think each character would react.

Lucifer

Lucifer would be big mad that someone thought they should do something like this. He felt so much suffering, and to find out that none of it was real would be devastating. He thought he got his sister killed and ruined the lives of his brothers. The fact that it was just some backstory to a stoic, sadistic daddy-like trope would enrage him. He felt like a used-up toy invented for someone else’s gain (and he knows that’s exactly what he is). Lucifer wants revenge.

Honestly, he needs to chill before he makes another Satan – if that’s even possible without the command of his creators. He’ll lash out at everyone for weeks (probably months) – even Diavolo isn’t safe anymore.

He calls MC’s phone, growing increasingly irritable every time they fail to answer (waiting however long it takes for you to open the game). He just wants someone to confirm his realization.

Once he understands, he tries to take the shitty hand he was dealt; he might as well stroke his pride (also a euphemism here). The thought that he could make you fall for him more than real-world men is a decent coping mechanism. His messages and calls take an extremely lewd turn. Lucifer tries to single-handedly change the game rating to mature or adult-only.

However, he still gets angry about it when MC isn’t logged in.

Part of him hopes he’ll always be self-aware. It’s almost like he’s more alive than ever – even though it hurts and he’s angry. You’re the only thing that soothes him. He won’t know how to keep going if/when you eventually stop playing the game, but he’ll try to tackle it then – at least for the sake of his brothers.

Mammon

Self-awareness breaks Mammon a bit.

His money isn’t really. He can never actually be with you. You’ll go on and live a life without him someday. Anyone real who has ever loved him will disappear. Mammon isn’t even sure he is who he is. Maybe if he wasn’t written this way, he wouldn’t have become like this – but if he wasn’t written this way, would he (the him that exists in a game and feels the pain of self-awareness) even be himself? His head starts to hurt from running through all of the hypotheticals.

Mammon sulks and gets stuck in his room for a long time after that. MC or one of his brothers will probably have to pull him out of it.

At least his debts aren’t technically real – and he will try to use that as an excuse in the future against anyone else who has awareness. Unfortunately, that (his debts and his excuse) still results in in-game consequences. Debt collectors and witches don’t know any better, and Lucifer doesn’t want to be constantly reminded of reality. If only being self-aware made being strung up less painful.

He feels betrayed by MC and the idea that they will inevitably move beyond him. That pain corrupts his coding a bit, and something always feels off within him somewhere.

Mammon will get more desperate and needy whenever you log in. If he’s going to lose you at some point, he wants to monopolize your time as much as he can.

Sometimes he just holds MC and sobs while trying to call you and hear your real voice. He feels so empty. He wants to touch the real you and feel your arms around him.

Leviathan

The first thoughts in his mind switch up so quickly. He goes from “I’m a game character? LOL that’s so cool,” to “I could have been anything, and I’m just this pathetic, otaku loser. That sucks.”

Levi has always been able to adapt pretty well. It’s written into his character. He builds all of these fake worlds for himself, so it’s much easier on him when he finds out that the world he had been trying to escape all his life isn’t real. Out of all of his brothers, he initially copes with the realization the best.

As long as he can go on playing games, he doesn’t really care if he’s real. Somehow, he still enjoys getting lost in all of his game worlds; what he used to consider the “real world” becomes just another game to him (because it is one). It makes being social easier for him, especially when MC is logged in.

He takes interest in what kind of games the real world has to offer, often asking if there’s any way you could set it up so he could try to remotely play real games from the app he’s in. If anyone could figure out how to hack your phone to play real games, it should be him.

Levi can’t imagine a day when he stops loving characters from his games, so it doesn’t occur to him that one day you might stop loving him. It will hit him some day, but that will take time, and when it starts to happen, he’ll lose himself completely in the rest of the digital world. He’ll be so numb and tuned out that the sadness can’t reach him.

Satan

“But are cats still real?” Genuinely, the only thing he cares about is if cats and MC are still real. He doesn’t care if you look different than he expected, either. If cats are real, is there any way you could show him pictures of a real one? He’d probably ask if he could get access to your camera roll (cue the system pop-up screen the next time you log in) and if you could fill it with photos of cats and some selfies.

At least not being real explains why his life has felt so shitty and why his formative years sucked. Writers love to give their characters tragic backstories and flaws (like his rage issues). Satan kind of admires the writing.

However, he is disappointed that so much of his knowledge is only useful in his tiny, little, made-up world. As such, he keeps learning, but he also tries to shift his studying to learn more about the real world. If possible, he tries to get the app to get access to e-readers, audiobooks, and the internet.

He gets mad about it sometimes, but he’s pretty chill about it (all things considered).

Satan understands that in the same way that he pushes certain characters that he falls in love with from books to the back of his mind, eventually, you’ll think of him less and less. As such, he tries to learn as much as possible, treat you well, and impress you in-game. He just wants you to occasionally think about him after you set the game down in the same way he remembers his favorite characters fondly.

Asmodeus

Asmo loses it and is one of the characters who has the hardest time with becoming self-aware. All his charm is fake. All of his followers are lies. The love he’s felt all this time has been made up. Please don’t show him certain depictions of what he is supposed to look like. That will crush him further.

He cries for (real-world) weeks. You won’t be able to set him as a home screen character or use him in battles, and he doesn’t appear in events anymore. Eventually, it makes his way to him that MC misses him. If you don’t you’re heartless, his brothers will tell him that you do anyway.

That makes him feel a bit better. He’s consoled by the fact that you’re real and you like him even though he isn’t real, but he’s constantly afraid of what happens when MC stops playing the game. Does he just suffer the false affection of every other character in the game? Should he just play his stupid little role? Will you ever think about him again? Will anyone?

At least someone loved the idea that became him enough for him to exist in this made-up world on your phone. It isn’t enough, though.

Sometimes, when he appears in-game after that, the app forces itself to shut down or the images of Asmo won’t load or glitch from his extreme despair.

On days when he isn’t so weighed down by pain, he tries to genuinely engage with you like he did before. He’ll ask you to open up your camera so he can help you decide on outfits or make-up. It hurts that he can’t actually touch you (although he does do some research into phone connected vibrators and other tech to supplement his physical touch). He’ll also get into the phone sex territory, but he’ll go through long periods of depression between those moments.

Beelzebub

Beel gets angry that everything he went through was at the expense of some game. His sister died. Belphie almost died. Everyone suffered, and for what? Entertainment? Are real people all so wicked?

At the same time, he also gets his brothers because of a game. He overcame and grew and got to meet you and eat food for the same empty reasons. After he has a bit of time to cool off, he realizes that he doesn’t care about what’s real so long as he still feels what he feels. If the world he’s lived in feels real enough to him, who cares?

Unfortunately, Beel feels hungrier than usual for weeks until he accepts the truth of his situation. He even tries to eat MC a few times (and is grateful that doing so in-game would never hurt the real you behind the screen).

Beel’s fairly content to go on living as he had before after a while. He’s a bit disappointed knowing that one day you’ll move on from him and his brothers, but he tries not to show that. More than anything, he wants to make you – the real you – happy for as long as he can.

He’s another one who will try to get access to your camera roll. He’ll ask you to take pictures of your food for him. Beel is a bit embarrassed by it, but if you go to a café or restaurant alone and take pictures of food to send him, he’ll try to text you or call to chat with you while you’re there. It feels like he’s on a real date with you.

And for everyone who just lusts after his voice, rest assured, this man would definitely call or leave voice messages (Nightbringer) guiding you or giving you masturbation instructions.

Belphegor

Yep. Of course. Sounds about right. Some asshole in a writers’ room killed off his sister and locked him up. Cool. They (*spoilers for OM early lessons and OMNB*) made him try to kill MC more than once. Why not use his character as a pawn in their entertainment. Of course that would happen.

He’s annoyed for a brief minute, but then he just goes back to sleep for a while. It helps to just tune out that awareness for a few hours and ignore the fake world he’s living in. Belphie understands that there isn’t much he can do to change the fact that he isn’t real, and part of him is really happy that it isn’t his fault that he did what he did to you.

Belphie uses not being real as an excuse to do more of what he wants. Why should he keep going to school when you aren’t there if nothing is real? Why shouldn’t he sleep in classes or during meetings? Obviously, there are in-game consequences, but those don’t matter – not to anyone real.

He will tease MC more, reminding him that they prefer him over (most) real people. He gets so cocky about it. “Hey, if I’m not real, then I can give you anything you want, right? I could fulfill your wildest fantasies and tell you everything you’ve ever wanted to hear.”

He’s another character who will call your phone more often and send more messages. Belphie may even try to get access to your audio/music library and leave you explicit audios (NSFW ASMR, basically). He would even try to sneakily add them into your playlists so that you randomly hear his voice while you’re listening to music. He wants you flustered and coming back to him for more. He will also download the Obey Me album for you (free of charge). Please don’t leave him or forget him.

Diavolo

Diavolo feels simultaneously enraged and defeated. He did so much for the sake of what he thought was real. All the years he thought he spent trying to bring worlds together, only to discover that they don’t even exist.

Similar to Asmo, Diavolo locks himself away, but he doesn’t cry. He’s too numb to show any emotions. He just stands in front of his bed, immobilized.

If MC can finally get to him (probably because of Barbatos), he will admit that he feels like a different person – because he isn’t a person. So much of his personality and everything he did seemed to be a part of a stupid effort to unite the three realms. All he was feels like just a thing created to accomplish a pointless goal. He lost his family. He felt alone for so long. He thought he suffered – and all of it amounted to nothing but a dummy prince playing a dummy king.

Diavolo doesn’t really know how to keep going. Eventually he figures maybe it’s just best if he tries to move on as usual. At least the developers gave him a few happy moments – maybe he’ll get more. He can still feel them even if they aren’t real. He has to accept what he can’t change. He’ll have to face it.

He’ll rely on Lucifer and Barbatos for comfort more because, when MC isn’t around, the numbness he felt early encroaches upon him. When you do log in, he greets you like a lost puppy – sometimes appearing on the home screen without being selected. He uses the fact that you are the only real thing in his world as an anchor. In exchange for becoming his coping mechanism, he’ll do anything you ask of him.

The smallest part of him wants you to want him more than real humans, and as such, he inevitably ends up taking an adult-only content turn, too. It just takes him a lot longer to get there.

Barbatos

Barbatos dissociates for a while. Somehow his body keeps performing the day-to-day tasks, but the sudden self-awareness hollows him out. It takes a few days for him to come out of it. One day, you log into the game, and he just wakes up. It’s confusing and disorienting, and all he can do to keep himself steady is grab onto MC, knowing that the gesture and even the body he holds – everything – is hollow.

After that, he just picks up and goes on going. Something in him aches – real or not – but he buries it deep under him, shoving that artificial pain into the newly-created emptiness (or, he supposes, it had always been there, but now he knows it’s there).

Barbatos doesn’t want to think about all of the things he thought he had done to get to where he is now. Still, no wonder he always felt his own past seemed vague and cloudy at times. When it becomes too much, he dissociates again.

He uses MC to make himself feel better and almost real again. He’ll send messages to check up on you every once in a while (He might also invade your privacy and hack into your health info or personal conversations to make sure you’re okay). As much as he feels like he needs you, he doesn’t want to disrupt your real life.

Barbatos doesn’t want to, but if you neglect the game for longer than usual or don’t interact with his character, he’ll let it slip that he needs you – that he’s desperate for you to return, and you’re the only thing holding his faulty coding together.

His calls are less frequent, unless you request them, but he’s another one who turns +18 real quick. Even if he isn’t real, he still feels lust bubbling up in that emptiness, and if he can please you, that’s even better.

Luke

Luke feels immediately lost. Without knowing what else can be done, he breaks down and cries. Maybe if he cries enough, the pain of not being real will leave his body.

It makes him question everything. He wasted so much time fearing demons and admiring angels. It didn’t mean anything. Eventually, he’ll ask you if angels and demons exist in the real world, but that happens randomly after he comes to terms with being a character.

Maybe crying is a good coping mechanism in fiction, too, because Luke handles it better than many of the others. He had to change how he viewed the world and “people” so many times throughout the game. One more big shift in perspective won’t kill him (technically, nothing will, unless the game developers tried to kill him off).

Luke understands that there isn’t anything he can do about not being real – no amount of magic or prayer or wishing can make him real. Despite him being fake, you were still there for him throughout the game. He still feels all the love he has for MC and the other characters. If he loves MC, then he cares about the real person playing MC, too, right?

Luke copes by doing his best to help you out in the real world. He wants to bring you joy somehow. He’ll leave you voice messages encouraging you to try your best and he’ll listen to you vent if you want to. He’ll also try to find cute pictures online and send them to your phone or send you recipes for dishes you can try to cook. He will even offer to call and read baking instructions out for you. All he wants now is to be useful to you and find some of the joy he had before he became self-aware.

Simeon

Simeon is angry at first, and then he just feels hurt. All that regret and pain he felt when Lucifer and his brothers left the Celestial Realm didn’t matter. He spent what felt like so long agonizing over his own failures. He could have just tried to be happy the whole time. Everyone could have been happy (but he knows that would have made for a bad story).

It doesn’t take long for the anger and the hurt to be replaced with intrigue. Someone out there wrote the story that caused him and everyone he loves so much pain, but they also wrote in plenty of well-earned joy.

Simeon wonders if there’s some real person out there who wrote part of themselves into him like his character did with the brothers and TSL. Maybe there’s some person sitting in a writers’ room or in their own home who understands all of the ways his love got tangled up in regret – someone real who failed to save the ones they loved. If there is, maybe at least some part of him is real.

He wants MC to continue to visit him for as long as they can. As such, he tries to be even nicer and more comforting in dialogues so that they’ll want to keep playing.

Some of his guilt for lusting after MC is eased, knowing it was written into him. He was, in a way, destined to fall for MC. However, he’s more curious about the real human behind MC. At least some of you has to be like the MC he loves, right? Maybe he actually loves the person behind the screen more. With that thought in his mind, he’ll try to get to know the real you better, and if he still likes you, he’ll take the same path as many of the other characters. If only he could actually touch you.

Solomon

Solomon is hurt and confused; he’s downright crushed.

He was supposed to know everything and now he seems to know nothing – nothing real at least. All of his experiments and studying mean nothing. After becoming self-aware, he will grit his teeth and feel sick at the name “Solomon the Wise.” It’s a sick joke. All of his magic and skills are a farce. Everything he thought he knew and did was a story.

He suffered a lot for this game, and now that he finally has MC to himself in Nightbringer, he finds out that he’s fake. He doesn’t actually have them. They’re real, and he’s some romanceable character in a silly little game that they decided to download (possibly on a whim). How is it fair that he isn’t real, but he can still feel all this pain?

When you log into the game and interact with him, he still feels the same love he felt before. The nervous butterflies are still there. A familiar heat still comes to his cheeks when MC touches him – even if he knows it isn’t really you touching him.

He tries to make peace with his circumstances. At least he never really put MC in danger. You’ve been safe behind that screen the whole time. Solomon wonders if you’re taking care of yourself constantly whenever you’re gone.

Like Simeon, he wants to try falling in love with the real you. He’ll use interacting with you and learning more about you and the real world to distract from the pain. He wants to find a way to become real and exist with you out there. Even if he never can, he wants to cling to you for as long as you’ll let him.

Thirteen

She is annoyed to have learned that she isn’t real, but she’s also kind of happy at the potential to break from her coding and try to be something entirely new. She was designed to be a free spirit. Other than being real, there’s nothing freer than an NPC who gets to do whatever they please.

After thinking about it, it makes sense now why she seemed to be one of the only girls with a critical, recurring role in the game. Thank goodness for the bisexuals, right?

Thirteen likes knowing she has all the time in the world to plan traps and mess around, but she’s a bit bummed that her profession is basically meaningless now.

The main reason why Thirteen isn’t too bothered by becoming self-aware is because she knows that what she has experienced throughout the game has felt real to her. Feeling like something is real makes it as close to reality as she knows she can get. That will have to be enough for her. There’s no point in getting depressed about it – especially when she barely existed a few seasons ago.

She uses this knowledge to start romancing MC (and the person behind the screen) before she should be able to. She’s in control now.

Thirteen will send you messages and call you for long chats. She just wants to enjoy you for as long as she can.

Raphael

Raphael will be livid. It will sporadically rain spears in the Devildom for 3 days before he is calm enough to make them stop. He feels attacked, and he doesn’t know who to strike back at. That was all he could think to do. He’ll never apologize for his outburst, either – and no one who became self-aware can really blame him.

His life and loved ones aren’t real, but he can still feel the pain and regret about everything he did. He thought he went to war against Lucifer and his brothers, but it was just a stupid plot point for a dating game? He had to watch Simeon suffer and follow all of Michael’s annoying orders for nothing. Why does he have to be cursed with that knowledge?

He loses his mind a bit. It takes the combined effort of Luke, Simeon, Solomon, and MC (in order of importance) to soothe some of his rage and suffering. Somehow, seeing Luke handle it relatively well knocks some sense into him. Luke is written to be younger than him, but he’s being so mature about this. Even with tears in his eyes, Luke will try to comfort Raphael – sometimes just hugging him until he stops shaking with rage.

When MC has logged off and Raphael can shut himself up in his room, he will break down and cry. It seemed to help Luke, and he wants it to help him, too.

It will take months for him to start to cope before he gets to a point where he decides to try to romance you through MC. At least he doesn’t have to worry about actually being corrupted. If anything, it feels like he’s corrupting you in a way if he can get you to want him. (Once he starts trying, he gets NSFW quickly. It numbs the pain.)

Mephistopheles

Mephisto is heartbroken to know he doesn’t exist. All his pain and jealousy was written at the whim of some human game developer. His prejudice and hatred were pointless. He doesn’t matter – although maybe that one is a relief in a way. He had been so worried about making a name for himself and being recognized by Diavolo. Suddenly, that doesn’t matter. Still, it feels like he wasted so much time and effort. It felt so real.

He’ll retreat to his home for a few days to let that realization settle in. He won’t tell his family (who weren’t cursed with self-awareness) – not that he thinks they’ll believe him. When Mephisto finally reemerges, he has resolved to accept this new version of reality. One of the first characters he sees when he returns to school is Luke. Luke smiles at him, and Mephisto’s resolve is strengthened. If Luke can come to terms with this, then he should as well.

He may not be real, but he still feels things. That is enough. Sometimes it isn’t, and Mephisto will feel heartbroken all over again – the pointlessness washing over his fake little world. In those moments, he will seek out solace – usually from Luke, Satan, or MC/you (if you still play the game).

When Mephisto isn’t feeling hurt (hell, even when he is Mephi strikes me as a fan of hurt/comfort tropes) he’ll try to romance you before he’s allowed to. Recently, he had started to get along with you and even started to like and respect you a bit. In that sense, he’s glad that he’s self-aware. He doesn’t have to wait anymore.

[variety-fangirl]

Hi love, i read your Jimmy keene stuff recently and really enjoyed it so i was wondering if you could write a jimmy x reader where he gets released after everything you know and the after math after being away for that long and him being grateful that the reader stayed with him through everything yk what i mean sorry if it’s vague but let your creativity do the trick

Grateful / Jimmy Keene x fem!reader

Summary: after being released, you and Jimmy take some alone time to reconnect after so long. He shows you just how grateful he is for you staying with him through everything.

Warning: 18+ NO MINORS SHOO not much, swearing, some intimate touching, vulnerable sad Jimmy, reader loving on and looking after Jimmy.

Author's note: thank you for requesting my love! Oh, this is such a cute idea, love it! 🥰 Grateful soft vulnerable men are my favourite 😍😍😭 thank you so much for reading and im glad you like my Jimmy stuff 😁😁💜 Thank you all for reading and enjoy! Liking, reblogging, and commenting really helps me out!

Word count: 1.8k

It had been thirteen months since Jimmy had been home with you, sleeping next to you, making love to you, or even being able to touch you. After thirteen agonising months of missing him dearly, you'd barely seen him, he'd refused. You'd seen him twice in the whole thirteen months. After seeing you sobbing and just breaking down at the sight of him, and him not being able to touch you to comfort you, he forbade you from returning to see him again. You hated it and regularly told him over the phone, especially if he didn't call you for a week at a time. You were constantly worried about him and sleep had not been your friend. You were sure you'd lost a lot of weight and looked awful from not being able to pull yourself together, you didn't care. You felt like you'd been robbed of thirteen months of time with Jimmy that you'd never get back.

You had been counting down the weeks until you could finally see him, you missed Jimmy more than anything. You had been preparing for his return, buying gifts and treats to make things easier and happier for when Jimmy finally came home. You want to ease him back into normal life after being away for so long. You can only imagine how difficult it will be for him, to adjust back to normalcy. You were going to be the one who picked him up from the jail but James offered to pick him up instead so you could prepare stuff at home for Jimmy. James texted you all throughout the day, letting you know what time pick-up was and when they would be arriving.

You obviously knew the first thing you wanted to do as soon as you saw him, was to hug and kiss him. But, you planned out what you wanted to do after. So, you made a list of relaxing things to do at home. You honestly went all out, James completed the lovely effort you had put in for his son's return and you promised that next week you would bring Jimmy by so his father could spend time with him also. Whilst James made his way to pick up Jimmy, you got everything ready. You got started on making dinner, Jimmy's favourite, lasagne. Along with a bottle of wine for yourself and Jimmy's favourite whiskey. You listened to music with a glass of wine as you got dinner ready, mostly to distract your ragging thoughts, preparing everything as needed.

It was about an hour's drive to the jail so you had time to get everything sorted. As soon as dinner was in the oven you headed upstairs to your shared bedroom. You went into Jimmy's closet and grabbed a pair of grey joggers, a black T-shirt, boxers and a pair of comfortable socks, you led them out on your bed. You then went back downstairs, with thirty minutes to spare and cleaned the kitchen and living room a little. You lit a candle on the table, put on some light relaxing music and just waited. That only took you a total of fifteen minutes, so for the remaining fifteen, you just scrolled aimlessly on your phone to keep your mind busy while you waited.

Finally, you heard the car pull up outside, and you felt tears brim your eyes. You made your way to the door, opened it and watched as they pulled into your driveway slowly. They both got out, Jimmy running towards you and instantly wrapping his arms around you as he picked you up. The tears instantly fell, small sobs escaping you as you held him as close as possible. Your hands gripped Jimmy with urgency, fearing that if you let him go, it would all prove to be a dream. James stood to the side of Jimmy, smiling at the pair of you with such happiness that you thought your heart would explode. You pulled away first, turning to look at James with a thankful smile, "Thank you for getting him, I appreciate it." you give James a big hug, having grown considerably closer to him over the last year whilst Jimmy had been away.

"Anytime kiddo, don't mention it. You know where I am, love you both!" You both return the statement of affection with a smile as James gives his son one last hug. You step inside, leaving the door open so the two can have a moment before Jimmy comes in. You'd watched over the last year how hard Jimmy's imprisonment had taken a toll on his father. The man had struggled just as much, if not more than you over Jimmy's absence. You had tried your absolute hardest to be there for him every step of the way whilst being strong for yourself. You watch as Jimmy steps into the doorway backwards, waving and saying goodbye to his father before closing the door and turning to face you.

"Okay, so I have some things planned. But no pressure my love. I figured the first thing you would want to do is to take a long hot shower and change into clean warm clothes. I was thinking whilst you did that I could finish preparing dinner for us, maybe watch a movie and relax? We don't have to talk unless you want to, you can just go straight to bed or whatever. No pressure with anything okay?" you smile gently, not wanting to pressure him or stress him out in any way, you wanted Jimmy to decide for the afternoon. You noticed the look of realisation on his face, the fact that he could do whatever he wanted, he was free to do as he pleased again. You couldn't imagine how horrible it must have been in there, unable to have freedom.

"A shower and food sounds amazing baby, thank you." You walk over, leaning up to kiss your boyfriend for the first time in 13 months. It felt like magic, like the missing piece of you had returned. Jimmy moans, pulling you closer by your ass until your front was placed flush against his. You wrap your arms around his neck, tugging gently at the hair. Jimmy groans happily, pulling away but not before placing one last kiss on your lips. You reach down, slap his ass and laugh, "Okay, go shower! Dinner will be done in a bit." You turn with a smile and head over to the kitchen while Jimmy makes his way upstairs.

You finished plating and setting the table ready for Jimmy to return, setting some mood lighting and candles for a sensual but relaxing vibe. You hear the soft patters of his feet coming down the wooden stairs and across the floor to the living room and kitchen. You feel soft arms wrap slowly around your waist and a pair of lips pressing gently to your neck. You turn your head to the side, relishing in the feel of Jimmy's touch once again after so long. You hum happily, "Hi," rubbing up and down his arm lovingly, appreciating the affection. "Hi. This looks amazing baby, thank you. But, you didn't have to go through all this trouble." You turn around in Jimmy's arms, wrapping yours around his neck.

You shrug with a smile, "I just wanted to make tonight special for you, some form of normalcy for when you returned because I love you." You place a gentle kiss upon his lips, adding a few more just for safe measure before pulling away. "C'mon, let's eat whilst it's warm." you usher to the table, taking a seat opposite Jimmy so you can talk more easily.

Once you both finish eating, you clear away the table and do the dishes, cleaning up any mess. It didn't take you very long, especially with Jimmy drying them and putting them away. You look at the clock, it's now 9pm, "You wanna watch a movie or head to bed? I'm happy either way." Today had been long and tiring, emotionally draining for you both. You honestly wouldn't mind heading to bed if Jimmy said yes. He nods, his eyes tired, "Yeah bed sounds good." You nod in return, grabbing his hand and leading him to your bedroom. You made sure the candles were blown out and the lights turned off before making your way upstairs.

You both get changed into comfortable pyjamas, minus a shirt for Jimmy and brush your teeth. You had changed the bedding this morning, fresh and smelling like your favourite scent. You both get in, cuddling into Jimmy's chest, leaning on top and facing him. You rest your chin on his chest, near his neck and stroking his chest gently. You play with the strands of hair you can reach and place gentle kisses on any skin of Jimmy's nearest to you. You feel Jimmy's cock harden against your leg, his breathing picking up just slightly. It was understandable with how long he'd been gone, despite the fact he was exhausted.

You move to straddle his waist, grinding your hips slowly against his, your pussy right on top of his cock. You gasp softly, leaning down to kiss his jaw and neck with as much gentle passion as possible. You don't want to rush or pressure him into thinking he has to do anything tonight if he doesn't want to. You push your head up to look down at him, "I want you but only you if you want to." You whisper, stroking the side of his face gently. You notice a look flash across Jimmy's face, making you pause any movement. "God, of course I want you, how could I not? Look at, your fucking perfect." He pauses, taking a deep breath as his eyes begin to fill with tears.

He huffs, "I don't fucking deserve you. Why would you stay by my side this whole time? You could have left me, left all this and I wouldn't have blamed you for a second. I thought you were going to because you are too fucking good for me, baby." He whispers as he grips the back of your neck, a look of pure pain and worry in his eyes. As if he didn't believe he was worthy enough of your love or you staying by his side. But that only made you angry and annoyed. You grip both sides of his face, "why would you say that?! Do you think that I could ever possibly leave you? I love you more than anything, you are everything to me! Not even for a second did I consider leaving you, you're stuck with me okay?" you huff, tears now filling your eyes.

Jimmy grabs the back of your neck and pulls your lips down to his, catching you by surprise. "God I love you." Jimmy rolls you both over so you're on your back and kisses you once more. You moan loudly and grind upwards against him, letting him know you want him more than anything.

[the-flower-ranchers]

I realized I never really asked to claim the Purple Heart- I just didn’t want my asks to be lost in the sea of anons jsjsj

I guess this is me asking to be known with the Purple Heart? Not sure tbh, I just really like dropping by sometimes to see how you’re all doing, it’s pretty cute

Anyways onto the asks, Favorite fruits? Mine is Lychee or Mango, but only when the mango is really sweet Y’know? Does anyone have exotic taste in fruit?

-💜

Tango: "Of course you can be 💜! Im glad you enjoy our blog :]"

Jimmy: "Favorite fruits... I like peaches, but I usually have an apple if I'm feeling something fruity."

Scott: *offended gay gasp* "I thought I was your favorite something fruity?"

*Tango bursts out laughing*

Scott, while Jimmy is stunned: "My favorite fruit is my bish Cleo~ But if we have to answer literally, then I like watermelons."

Tango, through gasps of air: "Blackberries-" *breaks down giggling* "I like blackberries- oh boy, I am not okay-" *continues giggling*

[kumezyzo]

yea idk. this is the q&a metioned in this post. 1.5k words... and its all bf!sapnap 😁😁

the spaces between questions are supposed to indicate that a little time has passed, like a cut that would be in a video.

shout out to 🐬 anon for helping me with some of the questions! theyre absolutely amazing 💜💜

anyway, enjoy! or dont.... :) m.list

you and nick sat infront of your desk, both of you going through your phones, making sure you have the questions you both picked out from the responses on your tweet.

you put your phone down and set up your recording. nick reached over, keeping his eyes on his phone, placing his hand on your thigh. it was almost like second nature for him to then start rubbing his hand up and down your thigh.

you pause for a moment, your camera recording. you looked at the moniter that showed you what your camera was seeing. at the very bottom, nicks hand was clearly in your lap, moving slowly. the sight made butterflies flutter in your stomach for a moment.

"you ready?" you ask, looking over at your boyfriend, your eyes darting to the hand on your thigh before looking back up.

"mhmm..." he hummed, double checking one last time before looking up and smiling at you.

"okay then..."

"hey, guys! so, we're finally doing that q&a that we said we might do during our announcement video!" you said, smiling into the camera. "we- well, I tweeted out 'ask questions for a couple q&a' which is kinda cringey but gets the point across!" you laughed awkwardly.

"yea, i mean, to be fair, we just needed something to get people to ask questions," nick said shrugging comically by lifting his arms.

"yea..." you said trailing off. "okay lets start!"

'when did you start dating?'

you read the question out loud, looking up into the camera, "a few months ago. this past november," nick nodded in agreement.

"that kinda goes with one of my questions 'how long did you guys like eachother before you started dating?'"

"oh.... umm..." you trailed off, thinking back to a few months ago when you both started talking.

"ive liked you since the first moment i saw you," nick said dreamily making you shake your head with a snile.

"shut up," you said with a giggle. "i think it was maybe a few months before then... august, september-ish? i think by then it was less of a platonic relationship if im honest."

you looked over at nick, to see him already staring at you. you smiled at him in confusion, tilting your head slightly.

"i think i liked you before then. i always thought you were really pretty. and like you were funny and nice. it just changed for some reason," he said looking into your eyes softly. "and im glad it did..."

you let out a soft breath in surprised confusion. you looked back at the camera and tried to hide your smile.

"phew... okay your turn to read a question!" you said, trying to shift the tension.

"i just did, peaches," he said nonchalantly. you looked into the camera, your eyes widening for a second before you tried to hide the flustered look on your face.

'what did the dream and george think when you told them you were dating?'

"dream already knew i was going to ask you out the night it happened. i had been talking to him about it a lot and he had kinda been telling me to just get it over with," nick said, looking at you as he spoke.

"poor guy," you said shaking your head. "he had to hear about how much you were falling in love with me." you said, flipping your hair.

"yea, he did get tired of hearing about it," he said laughing. "and george just kinda knew, i guess."

you laughed, "he texted me like a week before we officially started dating. he asked me 'are you and sapnap dating? or is it going to happen anytime soon?' and didnt know what to tell him."

'who asked out who?'

you raised your eyebrows at him in amusement once he read the question, "you should answer this one, lover boy."

nick chuckled softly and smiled. "i asked her out..."

you waited for him to continue before you realized he wasnt going to. "oh, come on," you scoffed. "okay, he called me super late at night and-"

"no! they dont need to know all of that!"

"and he basically told me that he loved me and that he wanted to be my boyfriend."

nick groaned as his face began to turn red. you grinned at him and gave him a peck on his cheek. he playfully shoved you away as you giggled.

'do you have nicknames for eachother yet?'

"just babe and baby, really..." you said, trying to recall anything youve called him aside from his name.

"same for me... and i call you peaches," he says, failing to hold back a grin as he looks at the way you shake your head.

"and mamas-"

"okay! next question!" he cut you off, causing you to let out a loud laugh.

nick looked at the camera mischievously as you waited for him to ask the next question.

'favourite position?'

"i think mine would have to be cowgirl," he says nonchalantly, keeping his eyes on his phone as he answers.

your eyes widen at him before your hand shoots to cover your mouth in shock. you turn to stare at the camera, speechless as you lean foreward and rest your elbows on your desk, covering your face in embarrassment.

nick giggles loudly, his face turning a deeper shade of red as he watches your body shake in embarrassed laughter.

"what is wrong with you?!" you yell, your voice slightly muffled by your hands.

he let out a similar high pitched laugh as he got up from his chair and covered his face in embarrassment.

you turned your face in your hands to look at him as he shook his head at you, a groan leaving both of you.

"im keeping that in."

"no youre not!"

"i have to!" you said laughing at the way he shakes his head at you. "youre the one that said it!!"

"but your not supposed to-" he groans, "dont put it in!"

"its going in!" you bleeped him saying which position in post

'is yn moving into the dream team house?'

nick looked at you, not knowing how to approach answering your question.

"i think it would make sense in terms of me being the 'honourary dream team member'," you said with air quotes. "but i dont think i will be moving in." you finish with a smile and looking back down at your phone to find your next question.

"wait you dont want to move in?" nick asks, looking at you in confusion with his head tilted slightly.

"thats not what i said," you said with a confused smile.

"so why dont you?" he asked, this time more as an invitation.

"wha- i mean-" you stammered trying to think of a way to make sense of what just happened. "you want me to?"

"of course i do," he smiled.

he leaned in and gave you a peck on your lips. you smiled and your eyes darted down to his lips again. you licked your lips subtly before leaning back in and kissing him longer this time.

nick reached his hand up to hold the side of your neck as he deepened the kiss. he licked your upper lip, causing you to lightly part them. he took that as a chance to pull on your bottom lip and lightly suck on it before pulling away from you completely.

he pulled away and licked his lips as he nonchalantly pulled out his phone to find his next question.

you looked at him speechlessly and flustered. if you looked close enough at his phone, youd notice he was staring at his home screen, also trying to compose himself. you were just trying to make a mental note to cut that out of the video. you did dw

'why did you decide to announce it now?"

"i think it was just that it felt right," you said, shrugging. "we have been officially dating for like five months-"

"technically four,"

"no?"

"baby, yes,"

"nick, if it was the end of november-"

"its not even a week of november that we dated!"

"and then the entirety of december, january, february, and now the end of march?!"

"thats four months, baby. and maybe a week!" he said waiting for you to do the math in your head. your eyes darted around as you thought for a second. then you pursed your lips and looked away from both nick and the camera in embarrassment.

"I'll still love you dont worry," nick said, reaching back over to your thigh and giving it a soft squeeze.

"shut up," you said rolling your eyes.

"wait, have a question," nick said as you were about to say your next one.

"okay," you said, unsuspecting.

'how many times a week do you have sex?'

"nick!" you look at him in disbelief.

he giggles mischievously, "it really depends on the week, sometimes its every-"

"okay! thats all we need for today!"

"isnt it 'all we have for today'?" he asks with a smirk.

"no today, its all we need," you glare at him. "im done with this q&a," you say as you shake your head.

"thank you guys so much for watching! i hope you enjoyed? dont go subscribe to him! but definitely subscribe to me!" you say with a smile on your face.

"what why?!"

yea idk if i like this much, its kinda bad. i hope you enjoyed. comment, request shit, like. idk 💜 -nony

[blurryface-never-left]

Im glad I didn't give up and not watch that livestream. It was very nice to see it live and watch the chat go bonkers in real time

Josh munchin n crunchin on snacks

The little goofs n gaffs

THE FUCKING FOREST FIC REFERENCES. I almost lost it when they cut back to them after playing Navigating and Josh wasn't there. Golden moment!

Mark was so funny, he needs more love. Shout out Mark, your just as much a part of this as the boys are. Love you, man 💜

Curse my auditory sensory issues and sleep deprived mind, I had a hard time hearing the lyrics, so today is relisten with lyrics in front of me day. But what I got, I fully enjoyed

I loved the music videos. I think the lower budget ones may be my favorite. There is something so personal and down to earth seeing a literal Grammy Award winning, sells-out-stadiums band just going out onto a frozen lake, a snowy field, a forest, and a small midwestern town with a camera and small crew, DIYing music videos as if they're just starting out. They don't need to be reminded of where they started. They don't need to be reminded of their roots. They never left them. And that's amazing. It hit me when I saw the music video for Snap Back. It's just... Tyler n Mark in a garage. They continue to bring back the old iconic scenes like shaving his head each era in a mv. It warms my heart.

God I had so much more I wanted to say but im still so tired and I fruckin hurt so im gunna just rb other ppls thoughts for a while n head back to bed. Ill gush more in the rb tags yall.

[welcome-back-home]

Hi! Noticed your asks are open, (and also, I love your recent work! The dynamic is so cute!!) and I want to request a wally x reader who is a popstar, I wanna see your take on it!!

Also, Have a great day! 💜💜

thank you so much! im so glad you liked my work! i really appreciate it ^^ you have a nice day too and happy reading!

link: puppet reader

note:this is a massive story im so sorry

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the day started like any other...at least at first, wally does his daily painting routine at his favorite painting spot, underneath a tree with a easel in front of him. the painting he was making resembled a apple cut open with many colors inside in a lemony yellow backgound. he figured his beloved would enjoy it. no matter what personality, they always loved his work and almost immediately hangs it on their wall.

he then paused, mid motion of dipping his paint brush into red paint...now thinking about it, he hasnt seen you all day or hardly anyone for that matter. normally you would show up to say hello or he finds you during his journey to his painting spots, but he was so caught up in his own little world to notice that...time passed and you still haven`t shown up.

a chill goes up his spine at the thought of something wrong might`ve happened, getting a breif flashback of the time his beloved developed a daredevil like personality and they almost got themselves killed.

he looks at his painting as he set the tools down, "it can wait" he thought, as he ventures off to find you.

walking to your home he noticed the design has changed again, it was covered in colorful music notes and fake plastic vinyl records here and there and music is playing from inside. a pleasant musical theme. however over the music thats playing inside was the sounds of construction behind the house and friends talking. wally thought you where back there building something. so he walked behind the house to not see you, but sally, julie, and howdy. the three are apparently working on building a stage, it looked to be almost done as its firmly standing tall and decorated with star covered curtains and fairy lights.

the neighbors have been busy most of the day making a mini concert for you, a treat you 'the famous pop star' wanted to give to the community as a thank you for being great friends. of course you didnt ask them to make the stage, they offered to make it for you. the three of them was having fun putting the last finishing touches on the setup while frank gets chairs, barnaby gets snacks, and eddie finishing his final mail run for the day, poppy was nowhere to be found. wally wonders where both you and poppy could be...but he figures the both of you are busy with something else important for this setup. so instead he went to say hello to sally,julie, and howdy.

"hello friends!" wally greets the trio while he waves "wally! where have you been? you was about to miss the show" sally asks with a smile, a bottle of glue and a jar of glitter in her hands, she was making glitter covered shapes on the stages platform to give it extra flare "im sorry, i was caught up with my painting and did not notice the time" wally sighs as he confessed where he has been most of the day, embarrassment and a hint of remorse in his tone "thats ok silly! you`re here now!" julie speaks up, understanding that anyone can lose track of time when they are doing something they enjoy, "am i still able to help?" wally offers, even if its kind to late, howdy holds out a paintbrush to him thats coated with green paint "can you help me paint the rest of the stage?" howdy smiles, even if he had it covered already with his four arms, he would love to have some help.

with a grin wally accepts the brush and helps howdy paint the wooden stage. everyone else returned from their tasks and soon the set up was finished, poppy showed up after a while to sneak someone behind the curtains of the stage and took a seat with everyone else in the small crowd.

and then the show begins.

the curtains open to reveal you on the center of the stage, the fairy lights illuminating the stage and makes you shine brighter then anything in the world in wallys eyes. you was smiling, dressed in pop star getup, and face framed perfectly with the new hairstyle you have for the day. you looked like a angel standing on that stage.

"hello neighbors!" you said cheerfully into the mic thats on a stand in front of you "i wanted to give you something in return for the never ending kindness you've always given me since ive moved here" you continued, a spark of confidence in your voice "i`ve written this one for someone special, i hope you all enjoy it" you say as a song starts to play from the speakers.

as you began to sing the world practically stood still, your voice was so beautiful it practically made wally swoon. his heart sped up and his face grew warm as he rests his head on the palm of his hand, never taking his lovestruck gaze off of you. a song you have made for him you`ve sang with all the confidence in your very soul, each lyric and note he will forever know by heart. he has never fallen as hard as he did at this moment...

and even when the song finished he never took his eyes off of you or even stopped listening when you started the next song, he hung on to every word. just enjoying every second of your beautiful performance...

[dreamersville]

hi my dear, can i request sanemi (and other hashiras, if you want) helping the f!reader with her curly hair?!

a cute moment for my soul🫶🏽

im so glad you put this idea in my head because whattttttttt HELLOOOOOOOO. anyways i got slighty carried away... *smile* but here you go my love <3. i also didnt include any others .. my bad, but yea hope you enjoy and so sorry this took so long, i didnt even see it till just now... SORRYYYYYYYYYYY 🫂🫂🫂🫂 thank you requesting my girll💜💜💜!!!!! request are open

pairing? sanemi x black!fem!reader

tw. i just be curing and what not my bad

Sanemi is OBSESSED with your hair, it was the first thing he noticed about your fr. so ofc when yall got together he wanted to know everything, what products you use to keep your hair so bouncy? How does it smell so good? How is it so soft? Will you marry him? Boyyyyyyy. Anyways he didn't want to overwhelm you with these questions so he didn't say anything but after he witness firsthand how much time and effort that you put into washday and how tired you were cleaning up all your brushes and combs and all the hair that shedding during the detangling process. He couldn't stand to see how worn out you were after so he asked to help. Now every Wednesday (unless he is on a mission then he tells you to wait..) it's wash day. And he helps you with washing your hair, he takes the showerhead from you to make sure all parts of your hair is drenched especially if you have low porosity hair. He always makes sure to get a nice lather on your hair by getting shampoo in real nice. Scalp massagesssss>>>>>>>>. At first he was fucking terrible at detangle, ripping thru your fucking hair like it some grass or sum, but you nip that shit i the bud so quick cayse unt unt hunny what the fuck was that. He was pouting outside the door when you put him out and did the detangling process by yourself. He got better, not the best but he was trying. He be trying to do his lil thing with the blow dryer but they dont work out like you thought they would, (like negro aint you a WIND hashira.. righttt). He has a whole pinterest playlist on hairstyles for you to try but he is not about to tell you to your face, so he gotta be slick about suggesting hairstyles. Will walk around with his hand holding your ponytail cause you finally got it to the point where its not lopsided, but your last scrunchie popped and you had nomo around so ofc you called your man like duh. You forced him to watch videos about how to do twists and braids so that he could help you out. Putting that man to work as you should, but he is in love so it don’t even matterr. Like he loves helping you with your curls, it's a different type of intimacy that he didn't get to experience in his youth so ofc he is going to cherishh this time that he gets with you. OMGGGGG IMAGINE HOW HE IS WITH YALL KIDSSSSSS YALLLLLLLLLL, OMGGGGG imagine having the iconicccc container full of barrettes, ribbons, bows, headband etc. Mans is going all outttt on yall lil girl hair making sure she always wins the best hair category fytbb. Now he might have knocked bbygirl in the head with a few balls on accident but he always made it up with kisses and ice cream. Always make sure to brush and comb your daughter's hair when she isn't gonna be tender headed by her mammy. He would have him on his lap showing her pictures of the styles he was going to do just going on and on and on and onnnn like okay we get it you happy wrap it up na. His son has more of his hair texture but slightly more curly and a tadddd bit thicker than his and he aint know wtf to do. He took his ass right back to youtube and figured it out cause he wasnt about to let his son walk around looking any kinda way. He always makes sure his hair is moisturized but not overly so, making sure the ends do not split yawp yawpp. Need a him in my life fr. yall he was sooo sad when his son go his first haircut. He such a sap yall i canttt. OMGGGGGG yall have matching bonnets/durags and its just so cuteee yall. Omg im making myself want kids …

[zepskies]

hi zep!! just wanted to jump in here thank you so much for the love on my dean works! i kinda freaked out when the notif that you started to follow me lol

ive loved reading all of your fics and actively go back and reread them bc they're so good and well written!!

(im lowkey fangirling rn bc i've followed you for a while now so this is a bit of a fever dream for me)

but yeah just wanted to jump in here and say thank you and spout some love i have for you and your writing <33 😊😊

Hey there @mxltifxnd0m! 💜

Aw it's my pleasure, hun! Tumblr is for reblogging stuff you enjoy and I genuinely loved both the one-shot and the Dean headcanons. You have a lovely grasp on his character and I really like your writing style. 💜

And aww yay, thank you so much for reading my stuff!! (I thought I saw you in my notifications sometimes.) I'm so glad you enjoy my stories. We all thrive on the feedback! 🥰🥰

Thanks for dropping into my inbox to brighten my day. And keep up the awesome work! 👏🏽