#it was so... strange to see it from the outside. i wonder if thats what i look like now that i think about it.

[ablobwhowrites]

guys I have a yandere crk idea.

Mega yap session rn

What if instead of gingerbrave and his team having to build their own kingdom, cookie y/n who is a ruler of their own kingdom let's gingerbrave stay as it was a small kingdom with a reasonable amount of cookie citizens and y/n lets them come and go whenever they please and end up staying at the kingdom but gingerbrave and his team saw how kind hearted and nice y/n was to their people and even to strangers who might need a place to stay and of course they wouldn't leave y/n's Kingdom without protection cause y/n helped them and it's the least they could do.

Slowly as new cookies came in, y/n was overwhelmed as their kingdom was small but gingerbrave got the other cookies to help make the kingdom bigger and better and y/n was thankful but was kinda felt off about the new cookies and even gingerbrave and his team as they began to act odd to y/n, whenever y/n was trying to do the most simple thing, the cookies would rush to help. Even once when y/n helped with one of their cookies citizens flower shop when they went out to get a new flower stock, suddenly rebel cookie comes out of nowhere and offers to take this duty off of y/n's hands.

Y/n does get a bit bored of doing nothing as all the cookies usually jump in to 'help' y/n with a duty when y/n was just trying to help one of their citizens. But when I tell you, y/n fainted from pure shock when they saw the ancient cookies come to their kingdom including the beasts and let me tell you the citizens where in panic cause they thought y/n just died but no they just where in shock to see the ancients and the beast in one place which was a very much shock to them. And I do imagine just y/n's helpers around the castle are the sugar gnomes and some cookies who took on the job of helping y/n with duties around the castle but the main attendant thats y/n's closes advisor is a sugar gnome named clover who doesn't really talk to anyone except if they are running a errand for y/n or something. but clover worry's about y/n's health sometimes as y/n being a ruler of the kingdom still has intense duties with trades from other kingdoms, safety of new buildings and other things and this weights on y/n heavily sometimes especially with the new cookies has them worried and the strange behavior the cookies are towards them, like some giving flowers, leaving poems for them with the name secret admirer and such.

They sometimes wonder what would have happened if they never let gingerbrave and his team in their kingdom. But they do forget about that thought as all cookies deserve good shelter and a good place to live. Also y/n definitely loves to help their citizens decorate the kingdom when holidays come around and does a kind of big feast for the kingdom (hollyberry also helped by getting drinks and helping with the preparations of the feast and festivities) as clover thinks its useless to celebrate with a big feast for such short holidays, clover does join in as to keep y/n from doing something dumb or getting hurt.

I love kingdoms ruler y/n, they keep their people safe no matter what and also love to think Mont Blanc Cookie is the unofficial personal designer for y/n's outfits and cookie y/n definitely appreciates it but they feel it's to flashy but wears it regardless and it's nice and don't know where their old fits have gone so they kinda wear Mong Blanc's custom outfits. And love the thought of rockstar (or any musical cookie that you might think fits this) like cookie outside of the castle playing songs and y/n just waking up at night as their assistant clover tells the cookie it's to late in the night to be singing and to go home, before closing the window.

(I have many more ideas for yandere crk and other y/n ideas and would love to yap about them with you guys and I'm working on more of the new home sweet home au but yeah. If you like this, please don't be shy and request any ideas for stories or y/n's that you have. But for now please stay safe and drink water!)

[lordprettyflackotara]

hitchhiker || chapter six || the proxies

tw: SMUT MINORS DNI 18+. tw: teehee smut😛 virginity loss, overstimulation

a/n: i am happy to announce hitchhikers is now on Ao3! find the link posted with the hitchhiker masterlist: here

<— previous chapter

Nova felt like she was slipping. Her hands were shaky as she grabbed her coffee mug. The hot liquid swished around in the ceramic cup, threatening to spill onto her hand.

Carefully she took a sip, breathing deeply. She couldn’t remember the last time she had slept more than an hour. She was so close to solving the Winston case, her insomnia would have to wait. Nova considered herself to be a logical person. Thats why she knew the tall man she was seeing wasn’t real. She decided to ignore her delusions and seek therapy once the case was over. After all, an impossibly tall man with no face couldn’t possibly exist.

She noticed him for the first time in her kitchen, the strange being observing her from outside of her window. Nova freaked out, a panic anxiety sending her into a short lived frenzy. Her heart was the only sound she could hear, the organ threatening to fail. She had to rationalize her thoughts. To understand working long hours and living off of coffee and nicotine wasn’t healthy. So she ignored what she deemed to be illusions her mind was creating.

As time went on her symptoms began to worsen, faint static and the paranoia of being watched progressing. Nova ignored them all, satisfaction washing over her as she studied her report. She had invited you to her office to share the good news. The news that made all of her torment and suffering worth it. Nova Parker had solved the homicide of Detective Winston.

Originally you hadn’t thought much into Novas invitation. Toby opted to help you make blueberry muffins, stealing a few for himself of course. It was refreshing, her invitation was. It got you out of your apartment and you got to see your best friend. What more could you ask for? You had only managed to speak to Nova a few times on the phone. You tried not to burden her with the details of your life. You briefly mentioned your suspected break in and how the boys had stayed around for your protection. Nova had enough on her plate. She didn't need your paranoia on there too. The detectives down at the station knew you, your presence unquestioned as you led Toby down the small hallway. “Y-you’re sure she’s n-n-not going to h-have an issue with me being here?” Toby questioned. He knew if he didn’t like Nova, there was no way she liked him.

“You helped make the muffins. You deserve a thank you at least,” You said calmly. Truthfully you brought Toby for your own comfort. You couldn’t remember the last time you had been in public alone. Toby made you comfortable, the brunette excited to be attached to you at the hip. After your kiss with Brian your thoughts had wondered to pure filth. Many which included Toby alone, but even more including Brian, Tim, and Toby all together. You couldn’t deny the throbbing that was beginning to form in your core. You knew you wouldn’t be able to ignore your body’s hunger for much longer.

You knocked on Nova's office door, your exhausted best friend opening the door. Black circles decorated her eyes, her skin dry and hair pulled into a sloppy bun. "Hey Nov," You greeted, instantly greeting her with a hug. Nova hugged you back, her eyes meeting Toby's over your shoulder. "What is he doing here?" She questioned. You pulled away from the hug, lifting up the foil to show Nova the plate of blueberry muffins. "We thought you might be hungry, so we made you something to eat," You told her. Your eyes narrowed at the sight of Nova's visible disapproval. She took the plate from Toby, giving him a fake smile. "Thank you for the muffins. Would you mind waiting in the hallway for a moment?" She asked. Her question sounded more like a command more than a mild suggestion.

Toby stood there unmoved, awaiting your instructions. "It's okay Toby just give us a moment," You say. Toby nodded, heading into the hallway and shutting the door behind him. "You should be nicer to him, he helped me make those muffins for you," You told Nova. She rounded her desk, lifting up the foil and eyeing the food suspiciously. "Did you supervise him when he made these?" She questioned. You couldn't understand her harsh tone. "No? We made them together," You answered. You watched in horror as she tossed the plate in a nearby trashcan. "Hey! What the fuck is your problem?" You gasped. Nova took a seat in her large desk chair, boxes of her belongings still packed in the room around her. She had been given Detective Winston's office and had not made a single effort to make herself comfortable.

"Did you even see my interview on the news?" Nova asked abruptly. You noticed the way her fingers strummed against her desk nervously. "No? Was I supposed to?" You asked. Nova rolled her eyes. "If you cared about my well being or this case at all, yes," She answered blandly. Behind her you noticed an old school chalkboard, one that was covered in scribbles and barely readable cursive handwriting. "Nova I'm not a detective-" You began, Nova raising her hand to stop you. You couldn't understand her odd behavior. "This case is putting a target on my back. I can't take any risk right now. I have to solve this case before it gets me killed," Nova explained.

You glanced at the muffins discarded in the trash can. "So you think someone is going to poison you?" You asked. Nova stood up, pushing her chair aside. "If I told you something that sounded crazy you'd trust me, right?" She asked. She leaned against the desk, your eyes widening. "Because I don't want you to forget. It's us, it has always been us against everyone else," Nova reminded you. You noticed the wrinkles in her uniform and a faint brown coffee stain on the bottom of her button up. "O-okay?" You agreed slowly. Nova took a deep breath, her eyes bewildered as she met your confused gaze. "That night on Halloween was when Winston was killed. Based on your location, when you picked up your hitchhiker loverboys you were only two miles away from Winston's body," Nova started.

You hadn't thought about it in a while, Nova and you sharing locations. You had no reason to. You never snooped on where Nova was and you assumed the same for her. It was supposed to be for emergencies, the two of you living alone. If you didn't include Nova's German Shepard. "What exactly are you getting at?" You asked sharply. Nova sighed, turning around and facing the chalkboard. "Look Y/n I know that things after Cameron weren't easy. And I knew one day you'd find a rebound. Or in this case, a few of them," She said calmly. You slowly rose from your chair, your eyes furrowing. "But you need to listen to me. I think your hitchhikers are behind this," She told you. She finally faced you, the color having drained from your face.

"On what principle? Because they were partying in the woods? We were too if you don't recall," You hissed. You walked up to the chalkboard, examining the scribbles. "Nova you need some sleep. Half of this isn't even legible. You're not making sense," You say calmly. In a swift motion she was on you, her hands roughly grabbing your upper arms. "Wake up! There is three of them. They mysteriously came from the woods with no way of getting home? Near the scene of the crime?!" Nova exclaimed. She shook you violently, your eyes widened in fear. "They cosplayed as hitchhikers I know it. They are only using you to get closer to me. Don't you see?" She asked.

You could feel your heart racing in your chest, your eyes flickering back and forth. You searched her gaze for any sign of humor. For any sign that this wasn't real. Once you realized she was stone cold serious, your gaze hardened. "How fucking dare you!" You screeched. You pushed her off of you, causing her to take a couple of steps backwards. It was then Toby pushed his way back inside of the office, jumping over Nova's desk. He was eerily calm, his sights focused on you. His eyes searched your body for any sign of harm, his slender body standing in between you and Nova.

"For fucking starters. Stop calling them hitchhikers like its a goddamn slur! At the end of the day they're my friends above all else. And even if they were more or if they weren't, it's none of your business!" You bellowed. You were unbelievably pissed, anger washing over you. "You need to listen and Toby needs to-" Nova started, pointing towards the door. Toby stood unmoving, awaiting your command. "Toby isn't going anywhere. You know what Nova? Can you really just not stand to see me happy?" You hissed. Nova gasped, her worn out face hardening. She went to take a step towards you, Toby silently blocking her way.

"Do you not understand? The reason your apartment was broken into was because of this!" Nova snapped. She untucked her button up, revealing a vanilla folder tucked into her waistband. "This is what they were looking for," She said, slamming it onto her desk. She glared up at Toby, who on the inside was fighting the urge to slice her in half. "I'm onto you asshole, I won't stop until you're all in jail or on the other end of my python," Nova snarled. Toby allowed you to push him behind you, your protectiveness flattering him. "That is enough!" You growled. A knock on her office door interrupted the argument, two of Nova's officers watching the scene unfold. "Everything alright in here ladies?" The first one asked, his gaze cautiously flickering to Toby.

"Everything is just fine. We were just leaving," You said firmly. You grabbed Toby's wrist, dragging him towards the door. Nova tried to stop you, her hand managing to reach your shoulder. "Please just wait, listen to me," Nova pleaded. You shoved her arm off, giving her a look so cold it could kill. "I don't recognize you anymore," You spit, watching her face fall. With those words craved in stone, you led Toby back home.

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Toby could see you were upset. The entire walk home you were silent, your face revealing that your mind was easily in a frenzy. Even as Toby quietly grabbed your hand, lacing your fingers with his, your gaze remained hardened. Once the two of you entered your apartment, you sat down on the couch in defeat. You were on the verge of tears, tossing your beanie aside. Toby kneeled in front of you, frowning at the sight of tears flooding your waterline. "I-I'm so sorry Toby I never should have brought you. She's gone mad," You whimpered.

Toby nuzzled his way in between your knees, bringing his bandaged hands to your face. "Hey i-it's okay," He said softly. His thumbs lovingly stroked your cheeks, wiping away a salty tear. Your watery eyes met his, placing your hands on top of his. Your touch was nice and warm, Toby's heart began to pound as you leaned in closer to him. He melted into you as you brought your lips to his. Toby tried to copy your motions, his inexperience beginning to show. You didn't seem to care, your lips working against his as his teeth clashed with his. You swiped your tongue on his lower lip, requesting access.

Afraid you'd feel the gash in his cheek, Toby pulled away with wide eyes. You noticed immediately, feeling guilty. "Holy shit I'm so sorry," You gasped, your face turning red. Toby swallowed, gaining the confidence to bring his lips back to yours. You raked your fingers through his chestnut curls, trying to bring him hopelessly closer to you. "C'mere," You whined. Toby joined you on the couch, crawling on top of you as you laid on your back. As soon as you seemed comfortable his desperate lips found your neck, sucking and nipping at the skin. You tilted your head back, whimpering his name. "Fuck," Toby grumbled into your skin. He could feel your hips grinding upwards, his cock growing harder into his jeans.

"H-how far d-do you um-" Toby began to ask, his face flushing pink. You bit the inside of your cheek, wrapping your arms around his neck. "I want you Toby, please," You whispered. Toby grinned down at you, nodding affirmatively. He grabbed the hem of your shirt, helping you toss it over your head. His pupils expanded at the sight of your lacey black bra, your face only growing more red by the minute. His hands were shaky as he reached around you, fiddling with the clasp. "Toby?" You whispered. He finally unclasped the bra, tossing it aside. "Hmm?" He hummed. You looked at him shyly, your nipples hardening from the cold air. "You've never done this before, have you?" You asked softly.

Toby shook his head, trying to focus on your words instead of your breast. "We don't have to," You say, not wanting the brunette to feel pressured in any sort of way. Toby's chocolate orbs met yours, his pupils blown with lust. "I-I want to f-f-fuck you so bad it hurts," He confessed, his confession bordering a plea. He lowered himself to your breast, maintaining eye contact as he took one of your nipples into his mouth. You moaned as he swirled his tongue around the sensitive bud, your back arching at the slightest sensation. You couldn't remember the last time you had done anything like this, nevertheless have sex. Toby grazed his teeth over your nipples, a painful whine escaping your throat. You could feel yourself getting wetter, your body on fire with a craving only Toby could satisfy.

He released your nipple with a pop, his lips turning a darker pink. T-that okay?" He asked. You nodded, licking your dry lips. "Please keep going," You whimpered. Toby could've sucked on your breast all day, but he needed more. He kissed down your stomach slowly, keeping his gaze on your face. He couldn't get enough of your facial expressions, his hands shaky as they undid you jeans. You helped him slide them and your panties downwards, discarding them onto the floor. Toby's experience was very minimal. He had only really jacked off and watched porn. He never thought he'd be in this position, his lips kissing your exposed waist.

Your hand ran through his curls, desperately trying to drag him to your aching cunt. Toby dug in his memory, forcing himself to remember everything in porn that made the girl feel good. He nervously licked up your folds, his name falling off of your lips. Toby couldn't quite explain it, but he liked that. A lot. He opened up your folds, examining your drenched cunt. Unsurely, he attached his lips to your clit, watching in amazement as your back arched off of the couch. "F-fuck Toby!" You whined, yanking at the roots of his hair. Toby couldn't feel pain but he could feel the sensation of you desperately wanting more. He sucked at your clit like his life depended on it, his eyes watching you fall apart on his tongue.

Curiously he released your throbbing clit, bringing his warm tongue to your entrance. Toby studied you as he brought it inside of your entrance, your hips grinding against his face. "T-Toby I need more, please," You stuttered, stumbling over your own words. Toby brought two fingers to your cunt, mimicking what he had seen done before. He shoved them inside of you slowly, his cock growing achingly harder at the feeling of your walls around his fingers. "C-curl them upwards for me, please," You pleaded, biting your bottom lip. Toby happily did as instructed, your moans growing louder. He curiously brought his lips back to your clit, sucking at the bud and curling his fingers.

He relished in your unholy sounds as he repeated the motions, finger fucking you mercilessly. He had no perception of how fast he was going, his gaze focused on you. You were falling apart for him, your fingers keeping his head locked in place as he toyed with your cunt. You felt a familiar cord knot inside of your stomach, your thighs squeezing around Toby's head. If he had to pick a place to die, this would be it. Buried in your cunt being squeezed by your thighs. "Toby, i'm gonna cum," You whined. Toby smirked into your folds, grinding his hips against the couch to give himself a little bit of relief.

Seeing you like this, so hot and bothered, was enough to make him cum in his pants. He continued curling his fingers inside of you, brushing against your g spot. The face you made when you came was so erotic Toby wanted to see it again and again and again. He finger fucked you through your high, adoring the feeling of your walls spasming around his fingers as you came. He continued to abuse your cunt, his fingers relentless. "You c-can take it. Give m-me another one," Toby purred, maintaining eye contact as he placed a teasing kiss to your inner thigh. His lips were glossy with your juices, his lips attaching themselves to your inner thighs. He sucked at the sensitive skin, the sound of your whimpers euphoric.

Your legs began to shake, your back arching off of the couch again. Toby was sure your neighbors could hear you and he truly hoped they did. He began to finger fuck you faster, grinning at the sight of the hickies forming over your stretchmarks on your inner thighs. He brought his other hand to your clit, flicking it back and forth. "That's it-t-t. Cum for me. You c-can do it," Toby cooed. Your second orgasm washed over you in a wave, your thighs trembling. Toby went to dive back in between your folds, your hand stopping him. "If you keep making me cum on your face, you won't be able to fuck me," You giggle nervously.

It clicked in Toby’s mind what you were trying to say, the brunette finally emerging from between your thighs. He tossed his shirt over his head, varieties of scars covering his chest. Your fingertips slowly tracing them. You wanted to ask, Toby knew that. He also knew you wouldn’t. “I’m just c-c-clumsy,” He said, before leaning forward. He placed his lips back against yours, groaning into your mouth as you began to fiddle with his belt. With his help he took off his pants and boxers as well, tossing them onto the floor. He pumped his shaft a few times, before rubbing his tip up and down your drenched folds. You whimpered as his cock brushed against your swollen clit.

Slowly Toby guided himself to your entrance, pushing himself inside of you. He leaned forward, his hand finding yours. You laced your fingers with his, sinful noises escaping your lips as he slid inside of you. Toby was practically vibrating with desire, his body shaking as he bottomed out inside of you. With your spare hand you cupped his face. “You alright?” You whispered. Toby met your gaze, squeezing your hands. “Feels so good,” He whimpered. You gave him a small smile, the brunette beginning to move. Your noises were only more encouragement, Toby’s hips beginning to pick up the pace. His cock began to hit your g spot just right, the brunette growing more confident as you made more lewd noises.

“Y-you’re fucking milking m-me,” Toby whimpered, fucking into you harder. You squeezed his hand as he rammed into you, nuzzling his face into your neck. He sloppily sucked at your skin, trying to litter you in as many marks as possible. You couldn’t stop the noises that came out of your mouth, Toby’s cock abusing your g spot. “T-Toby!” You whined, your thighs beginning to shake. You could feel your final orgasm coming, Toby’s hips merciless. For a virgin he was fucking you so roughly you could hardly believe he was one. You bit your bottom lip as nibbled at your neck.

Toby was a stammering stuttering mess, his groans incoherent babbles of how good you felt. You squeezed his hand as you came for the third time, your thighs trembling at the feeling of your release. You were on cloud nine, your body in a state of euphoria as Toby came inside of you. Once he had come down from a little bit of his high, his eyes widened in fear. “Holy f-f-fuck i’m so sorry I did not mean to cum-” He rambled so quickly you barely understood him. He met your fucked out gaze, a cock drunken smile crossing your lips.

“You’re fine, just buy me a plan b, okay?”

Toby would buy you all of the plan b’s in the world just to cum in you over and over again.

—> next chapter

[im-so-normal-iswear]

hello! This is my first time doing this request and seeing you're open for a yandere sonic prompts I was wondering if you could do Amy rose? I'll give you creative liberties but something to do with obsession stuff take care and happy new year!

A/n: happy late new year!

Yandere!Amy rose x reader

The first time Amy Rose saw you, her world changed. She’d always been driven by passion, whether it was for adventure, for Sonic, or for her dreams of a perfect romance. But when she saw you that day, standing in the sunlight and obliviously focused on something mundane, she realized she’d been wrong all along.

Sonic wasn’t her destiny, you were.

From that moment on, her focus shifted entirely. At first, she convinced herself it was nothing but a fleeting crush. After all, she’d fallen for others before. But the more she watched you, every interaction, every smile, every step you took, the more she realized how far she was falling. You weren’t just a fleeting interest. You were hers.

Amy wasn’t shy about her feelings. She left little notes in places she knew you’d find them: tucked inside your bag, slipped under your door, or hidden in your belongings.

"You're amazing. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise."

"I hope your day is as beautiful as your smile."

"I’m watching over you. Always."

You assumed they were harmless, maybe even sweet, but you couldn’t shake the sense that some were a little too personal. You knew any, she had always been so loving, so you just pushed her behavior as normal.

Amy’s obsession only grew.

She kept a diary of everything she learned about you. Your favorite foods, the way you smiled, the things you muttered under your breath when you were stressed. Her room became a shrine to you, filled with photos, trinkets she’d stolen or "borrowed," and drawings she’d made of you together.

While you trued to brush off the concerns, her other friends became worried. Sonic, especially, grew concerned.

"Amy, you’ve been acting... different," he said one day, trying to approach the subject gently. "Is everything okay?"

Amy’s cheerful smile didn’t waver. "Of course, Sonic! I’m just... focused on something important."

He didn’t press her further, but the worry lingered.

Amy’s love wasn’t harmless, though she convinced herself it was. She believed her actions were justified, that they were all part of ensuring your happiness.

When she overheard someone flirting with you, her blood boiled. How dare they? Didn’t they know you were hers? She immediately ran up to you clinging onto your arm mid conversation.

"Y/n! Ive found you! I was looking all over for you," she poke cheerfully, nuzzling into you as you wobbled awkwardly.

After you excuses yourself her face became serious as she turned over to the one that was talking to you, her voice was sickly sweet "So I noticed you were talking to my y/n. If you wouldn't mind. Stay away.”

If they didn’t take her seriously, they learned quickly. Amy wasn’t afraid to wield her hammer when necessary. She’d do anything to protect you from "threats."

From that day forward, Amy made herself a constant presence in your life. She found excuses to run into you, to help you with errands, to invite you to events. She was charming, persistent, and impossibly hard to say no to.

But the more time you spent with her, the more unsettling her behavior became.

She seemed to know things she shouldn’t, details about your schedule, your habits, even your private thoughts. When you asked her how she knew, she’d giggle and wave it off.

"I just have a knack for these things," she’d say. "Thats just what friends are for!"

...

One night, you woke to the feeling of being watched.

Your room was dark, but you could swear there was someone there. You turned on the light, heart pounding, but saw nothing out of place.

Unbeknownst to you, Amy was outside, crouched beneath your window, her heart racing with excitement. She couldn’t stay away. Watching you sleep brought her a strange sense of peace, as if she were protecting you from the world.

When you tried to distance yourself, Amy panicked.

“l"Did I do something wrong?" she asked, tears welling in her eyes.

"No, it’s just… I need some space," you said, trying to be gentle.

Her smile faltered, but she nodded. "Of course. I understand."

She didn’t, though. The thought of losing you was unbearable. She spent the night crying in her room, clutching a photo of you and vowing to fix things.

Amy’s breaking point came when she saw you with someone else.

It didn’t matter that they were just a friend. In her mind, they were stealing you from her. She couldn’t let that happen.

The next day, your friend didn’t show up. You tried calling them, but there was no answer. Amy appeared soon after, her smile as bright as ever.

"Looking for someone?" she asked innocently.

You frowned. "Yeah, have you seen them?"

Amy tilted her head. "Nope! But don’t worry. You have me."

Her words sent a chill down your spine.

Amy’s obsession reached its peak when she decided she needed to keep you safe. The world was too unforgiving, filled with people who didn’t understand whatvtye two of you had. She’d make sure nothing could ever come between you again.

One night, as you were walking home, Amy appeared with her hammer in hand.

"Don’t be scared," she said, her voice soft but her eyes wild. "I’m doing this for us."

Before you could react, everything went dark.

When you woke, you were in a small, cozy room. The walls were painted pink, and the air smelled faintly of roses. Amy sat beside you, her smile radiant.

"You’re finally awake!" she said, clasping your hand. "I was so worried about you."

You tried to sit up, but your head spun. "Where am I?"

"With me," she said simply. "Where you belong."

As the days turned into weeks, Amy’s behavior grew more erratic. She was kind and doting one moment, possessive and controlling the next. She brought you food, gifts, and endless declarations of love, but she refused to let you leave.

"I’m protecting you," she insisted. "No one else understands you like I do."

You tried reasoning with her, but it was no use. Amy’s love was as unyielding as it was suffocating. She believed with every fiber of her being that you were meant to be together, no matter what.

[bird--egg]

I'm finally back into drawing warriors art. I've been brewing on an AU recently--moving two later series protagonist into the first series!

Past the read-more is some details of the AU :3

Squirrelflight and Leafpool are now two plucky kittypets named Pumpkin and Cranberry. The two were adopted together by a twoleg when it was discovered that they cried pitifully when separated.

Both began to wonder what was outside their fence after a strange series of dreams, and decided to go on an adventure together. Only, they were discovered by a Thunderclan apprentice named Greypaw--you can guess what happens from here.

There obviously has to be a few changes to make things work. Sandstorm and Fireheart are not their parents, with Fireheart sort of being booted from the narrative entirely. I also wanted to keep them Squirrelpaw and Leafpaw, but I tried to consider Bluestars priorities/naming conventions. I think she would have named them something to do with fire to fit the prophecy--maybe Sparkpaw and Flamepaw? Emberpaw? I'm not sure yet, I'd love some suggestions.

Squirrelpaw (name pending lol) is given to Tigerclaw to mentor, since she has a lot of energy and spunk and Bluestar thinks he can handle her. Which means he has two apprentices--the idea of Squirrelpaw becoming friends with Ravenpaw is super sweet to me.

Leafpaw is given to Spottedleaf after she seems especially interested in healing. I think Spottedleaf would get along with her really well, since she always seems so relaxed and Leafpaw is a bit more anxious.

Anyway! thats the AU. I don't know if anyone wants to see more of this but I'd probably like to make more :)

[muffinsin]

okok, new asker.. requester?? Idk. Just, Im new to this thing. 😵‍💫

Have you done dimitrescu sistas dating someone whos genuinly like, a rabid dog, who constantly needs to bite, and/or claw their things, for just the admirable purpose of -- no purpose?? Like.. for example, when stimming, or focusing, or just when spacing out, you can always find them, like, chewing on a piece of wood?? Or something?? or, like, finding them with their nails subconciously gripping, like, a couch cushion, out of restlesness (whilst reading, or, watching something, that requires them to sit still) SO. TIGHT. that they ripped it through the middle?

I beg, i plead, and i blead (aha, get it?? Vampire stuff? Beg+plead=.. yeah, okay, i'll see myself out)

uhhhhhhh hope this was .. clear.. enough.. ahahahahhahasn.... giggles

-🐾🧃, aka jungle-juice anon 👽 geehee!!!!

p.s, i wuv ur work, keep being you, ur the best!!!!! Dont overwork urself tho.... because.. thats bad 😉😉😉😉😉😉😉 i know, maximum rizz. Im too charming. ANYWAYS!!!!!!! Hope ur doing well, take breaks, drink, eat, sleep, go to.. uhh.. school?? Idk if ur in school. Goodluck, much love 🫂🫂 piece!!! (Not peace, i require violence)

Hi :)! Welcome, then :)🙌 This is a Hella intriguing request, I couldn’t help but jump into it when I should’ve probably finished another wip! XP I’m glad you like my work, hon, it means a lot :) This is a good reminder for all to eat & drink!🙌 I’m not in school anymore :)

Let’s get into it!

Masterlists

Bela

While at first, you seemed like any other staff member or villager, Bela is quickly taught better

She notices your tendencies fast, and at first, isn’t too sure what to make of them

She isn’t sure why she defends you either, claiming it was her that accidentally ripped the pillows when Mother demands an explanation

Following up on why she acts this strangely, Bela decides to get to know you, more and more

In little time she finds herself falling for you, for your honest, unconcealed ways

She finds your more feral tendencies somewhat adorable, though at times scolds you like she has done countless times in the past when her then equally feral sisters broke something

Being allowed to stay in her room after a good while of dating, you couldn’t be happier

You’re with the woman you love, in a warm room and a spacious one

Despite this, Bela often has you sleep in a separate bed

Not that she doesn’t usually curl up with you

She just finds early on that you kick all from the bed in your sleep, pillows and blankets, even tear at the sheets- and her, if she happens to sleep next to you

And while you feel awful for the marks you leave on her in your sleep, it does get you curious like nothing else

You feel the need to bite, to mark, to cut and tear with your nails like an animal might

Multiple times, you’ve wondered whether you’re similar to the Lycans outside, even

Bela, though, she makes the thought of these things even sweeter

At times, when you zone out biting at a piece of bark or a sturdy stick she’s found you, your thoughts just…wander

You then can’t help but wonder how it would be to bite into her skin

She does insist, your blood tastes incredible, and there isn’t a day your flesh isn’t marked by her

But Bela?

Her beautiful, porcelain-like skin, soft and cold..

Often, you imagine what it’s like to chew on her neck or arm, just a quick taste if that’s all she grants you

At other times, you can’t help but accidentally nip her with your nails

Usually this is when you’ve pulled her in your lap, often having her there when you’re reading or so

She always agrees eagerly to this, knowing it means no more pillows will be torn open

Instead, your nails dig into her, bringing forth sharp gasps and low, soft groans every once in a while

You aren’t sure she’s truly against it, for she never scolds you and still is happy to sit on your lap

Perhaps, it’s her way of repaying you for being allowed to feed from your neck

Cassandra

Discovering you in the village, Cassandra is immediately keen on finding out more about you

Perhaps, that is because of how she found you…snarling as you tug and grunt, looking as though you’re playing tug of war with the lycan that stole your jacket

Of course, she easily snaps the creature in half, her pride blooming as you grin widely at her, your jacket clutched in your hands

She decides to take you with her, and while it wouldn’t quite have made a difference, you eagerly come with her

With Cassandra by your side, you soon learn to give into your subconscious thoughts and actions rather than fighting them

Cassandra, in a way, is feral at times as well

Due to that, she doesn’t quite care for the consequences of your actions

In time, as more blooms between the two of you

As such, she becomes more aware of your quirks, and you with here

Like when you curled up in bed with her

Her nails flexing every time you push your finger against her palm, her breathing even

Until, that is, you suddenly bite into her arm

Cassandra jumps, then raises an eyebrow when she meets your eyes

You don’t seem fazed, still playing with her palm, as though the biting didn’t faze you in the slightest

She shrugs, only. She doesn’t mind. In fact, it’s somewhat nice to feel your lips and teeth against her

As she notices this behaviour continue quite often, your sleeping and cuddle positions often change

You’re often with your head at her neck, biting contentedly as you read

Behind your back, she often sharpens her weapon

Both of you, content to be together, in indulging in whatever feral habits you have

When you scratch up her pillow in your sleep, Cassandra simply replaces them. They’re nothing of worth to her

Instead, she finds your urge to claw at things inspiring

She decides to allow you to hold her clothing and shields when you read, silently giggling to herself

You’re ideal for testing their efficiency, really

By the end of the day, or whenever you finish what activity has you so captivated, she checks how deep you were able to scratch

If the item is of no use, she discards it

Often, that means you get to gnaw at it all you want

Daniela

As the two of you become closer and closer, multiple things happen

1), Daniela and you catch feelings, fast

She quickly becomes important to you, and equally you become incredibly important to her

You look forward to spending your time with her, as does she

Even when this means the two of you curling up and reading side by side in the library, the two of you treasure these oments

2), the two of you spend a lot of time together

As such, Daniela becomes increasingly aware of your characteristics and mannerisms, intentional or not

Being somewhat feral as well, Daniela at first doesn’t even notice a thing

Clawing up clothing and pillows, gnawing at pencils, wood and whatever is near you when you’re concentrating…

It all seems perfectly normal to her, really

Yes, maybe some are prime examples of things Bela and Mother would scold her for

Still, for a long time she pays no mind to what you’re doing

In fact, it takes quite a while and an annoyed remark from her eldest sister for her to realise what you’re doing isn’t quite appreciated by all

She notices you claw at her favorite pillows when the two of you read

Really, you can’t help clenching it so tight it rips

You can’t help your sharp nails, too, and don’t want Daniela to file them down a little

She only shrugs when you refuse that solution

She won’t press you, though occasionally helps you take care of your hands and nails

Instead, she makes sure you have “your” pillows, scratched up and sewn together again countless times

This way, you can tear them as often as you like, and neither Daniela, nor Alcina minds

She tends to your needs, going so far as to ask you at one point whether you’d like some blood…which promptly has her older sisters smack the back of her head

Feeding a human blood, really!

Instead, she likes feeding you as you read, her giggles keeping you happy as you tear at yet another pillow

[pastafan20000]

Elon Vs lilia rap battle!

For starters I js want to say this is VERY satire and I just wrote this for fun and because I was bored

Again none of this is serious and I don’t like Elon in any way shape or form also this is a one time thing I will never write anything like this again.

Thabk u to my friend adrian for elons rap! (Also @funky-puff @vampyrscurse see I told u guys I would make it.)

THIS DOES CONTAIN MINOR SPOILERS FOR BOOK 7!!

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Lilia wakes up (as one does) and pours himself a fresh cup of the liquid of sorrow and treachery (as one does!!).

As Lilia walks downstairs and gets his walker Hahahah GET IT HES REALLY FREAKING OLD!!!! he spots a strange looking vehicle outside the dorm and obviously goes to take a look.

“I wonder what this strange invention could be…” He wonders as he hums in thought, making his way towards the car.

“A ship? A machine? A something sometbing sordy I ran out of ideas??” He asked himself as he tapped on the window and gasp as it rolled down to reveal…

ELON MUSK??

Lilia audibly gasped in horror and almost threw up right then and there as Elon shot Lilia a smug smile and spoke.

“How’s it going little lady?”

“I’m a grown man”

…

Silence.

I don’t wanna write any good parts js know malleus sebek silver yuu and grim r there now and Elon and Lilia r having a rap battle

Elon smiled again and tilted his head up as he sat on his Cybertruck. “You’re about to get destroyed, punk!” Elon exclaimed, his tone cocky and smug.

Lilia sighed and rubbed his head, he was too old for this and (BOOK 7 SPOILERS!!!) he JUST came back from the dead…still, he wanted to engage because he was bored and he could show the dorm the skills he’s got!

“You go first, sir.” Lilia spoke with the most sickening kindness in his tone as he clutched his mic and tried not to start DESTROYING ELON ON THE MIC!!!

Elon then smirked again and began to rap. “My name is ELON MUSK!! I love (someome I Csnt say the name of but u can probably guess who.)! I am his biggest fan! Yk I js love riding on his cock and riding on his money!! Yeah I love riding on his…!!!!! ************ is awesomeeeee!!! IM GONNA SALUTE TO HIM RN GUYD!!! This is provung hiw much I loveeee ************…uhhh…i guess you could say I’m in the thick of it—“

Lilia couldn’t take it anymore, Elon’s voice was grating his ears and he felt like he was abt to die AGAIN.

Silver and Malleus saw this which made Malleus start giggling and hoping Lilia would crash out on Elon but Silver was prettu worried about what was happening so in a feeble attempt Silver tried to speak.

“Father—“ Silver was soon interrupted by Sebek as he shushed him and whispered “let him cook…” so Silver just stood there as yuu and grim pranced around in fucking daisy happiness land.

Lilia then threw the mic at Elon’s head and began to fist fight him in a not so nice way. Silver gasped and clutched his pearls as sebek and malleus began hysterically laughing and giggling at the sight of Elon getting his shit rocked—yuu paused and looked around, they looked at Grim as grim was shaking in fear, hoping he wasn’t next.

“Uhmm…” Yuu began, beginning to speak up. “Grim is scared chat can we go—“ Yuu was then ran over and flattened by the cybertruck BUT THEY DIDNT DIE!!! This caused Sebek to freak out and run around frantically, seeing the seriousness of the situation as malleus KEPT FUCKING LAUGHING.

Lilia was caught off guard which then caused Elon to get the upper hand and knock Lilia to the floor, thats when Malleus took the situation seriously and walked over to Elon.

“Listen, Musk. You’re crusin’ for a bruisin’ right now.” Malleus spoke, his tone low and threatening as Malleus called out to Sebek and silver. “Oh boyssss!” He, silver, and sebek began to snap their fingers and approach Elon menacingly, smirking as they did so.

Silver grabbed Elon’s eggsalad sandwich from out of his lunch box and smashed it on his head, as he did so he said: “NICE SANDWICH DWEEB!!!” Sebek then gave Elon an atomic wedgie and spoke.

“Where did u get that underwear from? UR GRANDMA??” Then they shoved Elon in a locker and refused to get Yuu the medical care they desperately needed after being ran over.

Yuu died in diasomnia dorm 2 hours later, right before professionals arrived.

Lilia, Sebek, Silver, Malleus, Elon, and Grim are now serving 56 years in prison.

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I hope y guys like this LIJE and aub plxlzpsl

[aphroditesmoon]

fall with me

jacaerys velaryon x fem!reader

summary: when an earthquake hits the city of King's Landing, causing a giant flood, you end up trapped with your ex in a mountain cabin.

warnings: modern!au, post-apocalyptic fic, inspired by the show 'Class of 07', NSFW, smut. (minors dni!!), makeouts, mentions of ED & sex & suicide, death.

A/N: had this idea for a while now lol.

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"You know what I call situations like these?" For someone who had almost died, pressing over 170 on his car to reach here, he sure sounded positive. "Do not say fate-"

"Fate." He had that stupid shit eating grin you can't tell if you wanted to punch or kiss off of his face. "I wished I'd never opened the door." You concluded.

Jacaerys lets out a tired sigh as he finally stops trying too see through the fog outside the window. He moves to sit crossed legged opposite of you, back againts the wall. "Someone's gonna find us. I can feel it."

You scrunched your face and looked at him with pity. "You thought you felt me orgasm the first time we-" he cuts you off with a groan and starts shushing you immediately. "This is like the worst time to remind me, I almost died out there." You snorted as he buries hus face on his knees. A minute passes and you finally decided to speak again. "Did you get an amber alert, or something? Before shit started cracking?" He shook his head, lifting it up to finally meet your eyes. "Me neither."

You wondered if he saw anything other than fog out there. The last thing you saw when you let him in was the grounds behind him cracking into pieces, bursting as water starts filling in. You don't want to look again. It has been 5 hours since then. The two of you had checked out every single item you could find in this cramped cabin and decided to do intermittent fasting so the food stock would last longer.

The way he looked at you as it was discussed made it obvious that the both of you had the same question. Does this count as encouragement for eating disorders if the world is ending?

But you pushed through for the idea, so he agrees.

"Do you think our families are okay?" He asks, barely a whisper in the quiet space. You stared down at your hands and let out an awkward laugh. "Is it bad that I haven't thought of them at all since this shit started?" He shakes his head with a small smile. "I just remembered them too actually." You hummed. "Times like these, selfishness prevails." He nods in agreement.

You notice how he opens his mouth sightly before closing it back and turning his head around, pretending to inspect it. "What?" He acts confused. "You were gonna say something just now, what was it?"

He stutters as he's confronted, trying to convince you it's nothing. "Just spit it out Jace, we're like, a thunder away into dying."

"No, I- its a stupid, stupid curiosity, I mean, when you said before, that you didn't orgasm when-" "Yes, Jace, you have made me orgasm before. That one time didn't count." "Oh." He lets out an awkward laugh, nodding in understanding as he moves to change the subject.

"Thats good-um, you know I heard a few weeks back that your cat just died?"

You stared at him in disbelief, not knowing if you wanted to laugh or cry. He was never good at hiding his embarrassment. "Yeah, he did." The strangeness stretches. "Sorry about that, I liked him."

"Yeah, he liked you too."

"I remember..." he begins. "The first time I came over, he was so scared that his tail spiked up." You laughed out weakly at the memory. Although, your smile was genuine. You missed your cat. And you missed those times where your biggest fear wasn't dying.

"Do you think any of them made it out there?" His eyes filled with so much hope and light, and you wondered how long you could hold on to them until eventually, he'd break too. "I don't know." He answers finally. Of course he didn't. "I wouldn't mind dying if they are." Neither of you teared off your gazes from eachother. "I'll stay alive if you do." You laugh at the way he says it. "Is that a threat?" He smiles. "It's a promise."

You felt your smile fade away slowly. The world is ending, you don't need to fake a smile to make other people less uncomfortable anymore.

"If you die on me, do you think I'll have any spark of hope left in me to go on?" He wasn't smiling either now. "I won't die." You assure him. He remains tense, the new fear of you dying begins to haunt him. "Maybe we could just sleep for a very long time, and it'll all be well when we wake up." You dreamt aloud, earning a raised brow from him. "Oh I wish so too."

"Do you want to hold my handas?" He asks suddenly.

If it was during anytime else, you'd tease him of it, you'd tell him; if you wanted to touch me, just say that. And you'd hold it before he could say anything else. If the world is ending you'd know the right things to say to him, the right response to his assurance and comfort.

But the world is ending, so you said what you wanted to, all the things you wished you've said before and never did. "If you wanted to touch me, just say so." He chuckles sincerely, showcasing his perfect teeth. "If I say yes, will you finally come sit closer to me." You tilt your head towards the ceiling, pretending to think. "So stubborn, up until the end." He mutters.in an annoyed tone.

"You come here, I'm not moving." You decided, making him roll his eyes but complied to your demands anyways

You give a good look at his face once he's next to you. "Better?" He whispers. "Better." You nod. Turning your head back to your front, you let your eyes shut close as your head leans into his shoulder. Seconds after, you feel him leaning into you too. It took less than an hour for the both of you to fall deep into a tiring dreamless sleep.

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"What if we just started having sex until we both get cardiac arrest and die." Jace looks bewildered by your suicide ideas but laughs as easily as he usually does, a part of him always remaining unfazed by your mind. "Creative. I'll keep it in consideration."

He had woken from your 6 hour nap first and took the initiative to carry you towards the stiff queen bed further right from the kitchen. When you finally woke up, your head was againts his chest as his arms were wrapped around you like it was always meant to be there. You decided you were comfortable, and he had no complains. So the two of you defied the rules of exes and continued to stay like that.

He allows you to come up with as much suicide plans for emergencies as you wanted to. Not too realistic though, he warned. Im sensitive. You laughed when he sniffled. I know you are, baby. You were comfortable wasting the hours like this, but Jacaerys insisted on some food. You watched as he boiled up sone water and prepared the two of you some instant noodles and boiled eggs. "I can't believe there's still water." You think out loud. He pulls out a bowl for your noodles. "Me neither, this could be the last of it though, so we'll need to save it."

"No showers then?" He finishes up the noodles and carries yours to eat in bed. You thank hin as he places the warm bowl in your hands. "We take turns every 2 days, unless you want to showee together." You almost spit out your noodles, coughing slightly, you lightly shove him, ignoring his free and joyfilled laugh towards your reaction. "Athhowl." You mutter incoherently while slurping your noodles, ignoring him when he leaned in to kiss your cheek.

Insufferable. And yet you were grateful, that out of everyone, it was him that you were stuck with.

Evening came again, faster than you thought. Has it really been two days?

Jace is cutting up the last singular apple for the two of you to share. You're laying on your side, back towards him. The whole situation was finally making you feel disgusting and terrified. It's been two days and there was no one coming. You knew that because you opened the door that morningz and you slammed it close againbwhen you saw how the water has reached the last step of staircase leading onto the cabin. And how fron there, the rest of the world turned into an ocean. Not a singular city let alone person, seen. Just water.

You were singing quietly when he calls out your name. "And I will pretend..."

You heard him, but said nothing in return. "...That I don't know, of your sins." He calls out again, gentle but louder as he sits by the bedside. "Come on, let's eat." His voice was pleading. You make yourself turn towards him, for his own sake. And you let him feed slices of apples in your mouth whole your eyes remain closed.

And then you felt him press a cold kiss on iour forehead when he's finished. "Jacaerys." You call him out when you feel him walk away to put away the dishes.

He came back soon enough, squeezing himself into the bed. "Jacaerys." You repeated. He looks down at you, a trying smile accompanying him. "Yes?"

"I'm glad its you. I'm glad you're here." His forehead leaned againts yours and you feel his body relaxes. "I'm glad it's you too." When he kisses you. It wasn't shocking, or unexpected. It was waited for, It felt like completion.

His soft lips has begun to push harder againts yours, Jacaerys now sitting on top of your laying self. Letting him enter his tongue inside your mouth, your hands wrap themselves around his neck, gasping quietly as he sucks on your bottom lip. Jace. You whined as he moves his attack down your neck. Who is he marking you for? You wonder, as he bites the flesh tenderly and stroking over it with his tongue. His fingers were quick to unbotton your top, like he's had your body and accessories memorised.

The sight of your bare breasts instead of bra sent shoots of arousal straight to his cock. He groaned at your perk nipples before wrapping his lips around them. Your leg rises to wrap around his waist, groaning at the sensation of his touch.

You could've cried when you felt him grind againts your soaking cunt, pushing your hips back againts him, the barrier of his jeans and your panties in the way. "Take of your pants." You gasped out as he starts giving your other breast the same attention whole groping and squeezing the other.

His hands were quick at your permission, the sounds of his jeans falling to the floor, giving you relief and sanity as you rid yourself of your own underwear.

You groaned loudly once he pushed himself inside of you, feeling the fullness as he pulls out slightly to push back in, making you whine out his name again. Your hands are clenching the sheets beside your head as you let him fuck you deep. He rests his head in the crook of your neck, grunting in your ear when you tighten around him, your tight cunt suffocating his hardness, feeling yourself getting closer.

He came right after you, your cum mixing with eachother's and leaking down your thighs.

He slumps by your side, pulling you againts his chest as the two of you got off your high. Wiping on your sightly sweaty hair, he combs his fingees through them as the both of you relish eachother's company for as long as you could. He wishes that night as he watches you fall back asleep, that if the world would to kill one of you, let it take the other one too.

[tenaciouschronicler]

December 28 2024 2009

We all need to take a second to admire the sheer beauty of Prospit and Skaia because WOW.

If i thought the blues and golds were stunning before these frames blow that out of the water. And the clouds! My god the clouds. As we see Prospit turn its moon lines up in the eclipse and the clouds reveal scenes we have witnessed or may witness, sometimes changing shapes but mostly acting as a portal. Earth and SBURB are much more intermingled than we could have anticipated.

One of the clouds showed the meteor from the past that formed Jades island. As the meteor passed it left the cloud vision and became a cloud itself, which begs the question how thats possible and if it can somehow do the reverse but thats neither here nor there. What is important is that this is the meteor that Jade heard, only it didnt land on Earth but a strange present-past double of Earth on Prospit.

Im super happy I was able to get a screencap of the superimposition of the Earth and Prospit Earth impact site. Its not the best but it really highlights how much intermingling occurs during an Eclipse and how Jade is able to get her future visions. Speaking of, @homestuckreplay does a great job going more in depth about that here (always appreciate you friend, that kinda theorizing isnt really my wheelhouse <3). We get to learn that this is the crash sound from Jades pesterlog, one of potentially several that she has while awake on Prospit.

From the meteor, Bec emerges out of the lava as well as a small glowing white spirograph that is at the site of the frog stature back on Earth. Theres another shot of Dream and Robo Jade heading to the site to investigate only to be blocked by Bec in both cases. I wonder if because Bec is a Skaian creation if his movements are outside of time in such a way as to be in both places at once (similar to Jade but just one body) or if he is connected to each version of himself and they move as one when necessary (exactly like Dream and Robo Jade are to Jade).

With that option foiled, Jade heads back to her room but notices that John has left his room. We dont see when exactly it happened, but sometime when Jade was exploring the crash site John left the bed and now floats in the sky outside of his bedroom (which looks so cool and just adds on to the mirror imagery we are getting right now). John is starting to wake up. We get flashes of his cloud visions (shapes only) from when he took a nap while Jades silhouette flashes between the black standard pose and her current floating dream self.

Unfortunately he is woken up (his real self that is) due to interference. Looking back at that sequence two things stand out, beside the trippy light show that is. The first is the ever present spirograph and the second is a pumpkin. The spirograph leads me to believe Skaianet had some hand in allowing the interrupution. Thinking on it, its strange that Skaia and Skaianet are named as such. Im sarting to be real skeptical on the purpose of Skaia as a whole. If they are one and the same why is it letting all of this happen? And is it really a good idea to be protecting it when we dont know its intentions?

The pumpkin, as far was we can tell at this point, has to be related to the Wandering Vagabond. The pumpkin in that sequence is not one that we have seen yet. It really seems that the theory of outside hacker forces is becoming more and more likely but in such an odd way. I genuinely dont think WV caused this out of malice, but I dont understand why it was allowed to happen. Again, Skaia or SBURB or Whatever is very confusing in its goals. Ugh, I might have to put my current little essay project on the back burner to try and parse each piece of this dubious entity.

Finally, we see John awake once more but at the same time whatever happened to keep his dream self from waking up also woke Earth Jade up. Another mirror, but this time between John and Jade. Im taking this to mean theres probably more similarities between them than we previously thought or its another way to highlight the simultaneous nature in which that interruption occurred.

All I know is the next compare/contast essay I make is gonna be WAY more convoluted than I thought.

[sircantus]

LIFE IS STRANGE AU??

Can we get to know more about it, sir Cantus🙏

I can offer a snippet!! Its a crimeboys au, mostly from phils Pov according to my plot points, the basic summary is that Tommy has telekinesis powers, he causes Problems when running away from his foster home with Wilbur, him and Wil go on the run, and then they get picked up by Techno, who is not Exactly a man of the law but takes decent care of them. things at some point go sideways and Wilbur gets separated and put into a hospital for Injuries, and Phil is the person who has to try and gain his trust to figure out what the fuck has been going on (until bedrock bros to come and break him out haha)

Its mostly based off the second game of Life is Strange, bc i rly love the brothers story and i also really like that aspect of an outsider pov trying to understand whats going on (and trying to believe it)

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Summary:

Phil leans forward, pen now discarded beside Wilbur’s lap. He’s been looking at Wil this entire time, really, but now it feels a little heavier. A bit too much to bear.

“I would like you to be honest with me.” The man says, voice soft. “If you want to be.”

Wilbur presses his lips tightly shut, thinking of Tommy’s smiling face, the leaves floating up around his hair, the sun in their eyes.

“I’d be willing to listen.”

(Or, Phil has heard plenty of stories from mistreated kids. It’s his job to open them up and help. This story is… maybe out of his skill set.)

(Or, or, life is strange AU. Wilbur is just trying to protect his little brother from everything he can, in any way he can. Phil just wants to try and protect him.)

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And here is a snippet of the first few paragraphs!

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Wilbur Soot. Sixteen. Brother of Tommy Soot, ten years old, whose whereabouts are currently unknown.

Both brothers are suspected to have had involvement in multiple instances of property damage across four different towns. Wilbur Soot is suspected to have had involvement in the mysterious, fiery death of their previous foster parent, Dream Taken, who was found dead at the scene at their previous residence.

For the past four months, legal enforcement has had trouble catching them as they run up and down the state. There have recently been scattered reports of an adult man now traveling with them; caucasian, pink dyed hair, tattoos on his right arm. No one has been able to pinpoint who that particular stranger is, though.

No one has been able to figure out where he took Tommy after the peculiar explosion that occurred in the quiet, forest town of l’manburg.

Wilbur is apparently outright refusing to talk. Phil doesn’t blame him.

The hospital setting isn’t something that provides comfort, to be honest, and with all the doctors and nurses prodding at Wil with a wariness like he’ll bite if they step too close. It's a wonder the kid hasn’t done much other than scowl for the past three days. Phil does his best to never set up expectations in his head before he sees his patients-- kids can always be so much different than you’d assume, after all-- but Wilbur’s file in his hands tells a story.

Suspected murder. Involvement in multiple explosions, multiple fires, multiple buildings crashing down into dust. Wherever this kid went with his little brother, destruction followed on his heels. On the day they were finally able to bring him in, pulling him from the rubble, he came kicking and screaming, even with his broken ribs and internal bleeding. Rumor around the halls says he gave one of the doctors a black eye when he woke up from the first surgery. The handcuff on his wrist to keep him confined to his hospital bed has stayed there ever since.

By all accounts, Wil is a dangerous, violent criminal, one who isn’t partial to conversation. Phil should probably expect an instant failure the second he walks into this room.

A failure isn’t what he sees when he comes through the door, though.

He sees a scared kid.

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Aaand thats all im gonna give bc im self conscious about the rest of that story haha!! But yeah its meant to be long bonding arc with Phil and Wilbur in the hospital environment, with Phil kinda having this pressure behind him to get an Answer and Wilbur refusing to Speak bc how could he believe him? Would he even? Tommy has superpowers, thats not even something that would be safe for others to know.

Eventually Wilbur does tell him the whole story, hoping Phil will believe it and Phil…doesnt, but he doesn’t show that. He thinks Wil is a bit traumatized actually but then Tommy and Techno come back to yoink Wilbur and Phil sees he was telling the truth and ends up going with them bc he wants to help, he really does

Also the title is pretty plain, life is strange au haha yup

[allamawla]

the tiktok and xhs situation

I know this is kind of outdated because it happened last week (which is like 10 years in internet time) but I still wanted to say something about the tiktok ban in the US. Although I live in Europe, I thibk it's very interesting to observe this whole situation. Almost every 3-4 years there's this news on a tiktok ban which makes the whole population go crazy. However, I think it's more interesting how it was handled now. As some of you probably noticed, most people went to xiao hong shu (to take revenge on the government? lol). Honestly, I have been using xhs myself for about more than a year now, because I study Chinese Mandarin and it helped me to expose myself to the language more often and to learn some authentic expressions.

In the first days when Americans came to xhs it was relatively normal and even quiet fun, since most people were quite respectful and interested, however this didnt last long and soon many problematic people joined the app which was very saddening to me.

And the more people joined the more annoying it became, I started seeing youtube shorts and insta reels type of brainror, which is usually fine with me, but if I want to see that Im going on youtube and not xhs. Especially those fake pranks were so cringy and annoying, like please, just stop embarassing yourself. It's kind of outrageous that some people started calling themselves "tiktok refugees" I get it, it's a joke, but in my opinion that is just tasteless and rude towards people who actually fled from war and suffered under the horrible conditions while seeking asylum.

At some point it got so bad that xhs wanted to put an internet wall into the app so that people outside of China wouldn't be able to access the app. This would be fatal, especially for Chinese-Americans or Chinese people outside of China in general, since xhs is a social media platform which allows the users to stay in touch with friends and family members and also the latest trends. It would be very sad, and although I dont have direct contacts in China, I know what it's like when you dont have access to people from your cultural background. It can feel very intimidating and disstresful.

Now that tiktok wasnt banned in the US most people didnt stay on xhs and went back. Maybe they saw the app just as a replacement for their internet addiction, but I cant blame them, since I also enjoy scrolling on my phone.

I think its quite funny that when Americans were asked why they go to xhs instead of insta reels or ytb shorts, they said that xhs has nicer people and the atmosphere is more welcoming there. But I wonder, whats the reason for that... No, but its strange for me that some users were racist towards the Chinese users like- hello? youre on their app lmao. Also, why do you go to the app with the more welcoming atmosphere if you then decide to destroy it by being toxic?

I know this doesnt apply to every american user, but if you feel adressd by my words maybe you should think about why thats so...

how do you feel about this whole situation? were you sad or glad that tiktok is being banned?

have a wonderful day

[rahhhrahhrahhh]

Okay, I don't know if it will spark or not your creativity but if not don't worry, I got PLENTY of inspiration, first of all I'm an idia stan so you can expect a lot of idia and platonic ortho with me x)

So could I please ask for idia with a gn or fem s/o, whatever you wish, and his s/o never understood why blot is considered dangerous as they/she was raised by a blot entity that took a liking to them/her (and of course the blot had some brain left) and plot twist being so exposed to blot made them/her a chimeria half human half blot ! (Ortho is shown to be able to sense blot so maybe ortho was curious why they/she had such an high level of constant blot without overblotting) bonus point if /!\ chapter 6 and 7 spoiler /!\ idia bring her to styx and somehow get found out by his parents and have to explain why does he date a chimeria half blot, and how they/she are so polite

Maybe I ranted a bit too much or went too specific so feel free to cut off some parts x)

im going to name you blue blorbo or idia anon from now on

[ Went completely off chart so I'm so sorry if this isn't what you wanted!]

Tw: none that I can think of, just fluff!

Blot-chimera!reader x Idia shroud

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You met Idia when you were fairly young, outside of his family's estate. You were playing in the forest nearby and he heard your cheerful laughter. Leaving his stuffed toys on the front lawn and out the gates, he ventured through the trees. Ortho was inside taking a nap so he was on his own, with only the sunlight guiding him.

But then

He saw you.

you looked so sweet, dancing around a small clearing in the woods. He didn't notice the blot monster lurking nearby, focusing only on you and how your laughter rung in his ears.

You heard a twig snap and gasped, finally noticing the blue haired boy. You looked at him curiously, not very spooked as to see he was a child, like you! You smiled and waved, walking over to him.

He took a step back, and you a step forward. Back, forward, back, forward, back until you had his back against a tree. You leaned in closely to admire him, his breath hitched.

"hi! My name's (name)! What's yours?"

You said, taking his hand in yours and shaking it. It took him a moment to process what was going on.

"uhm.. idia.." he replied quietly. You giggled and led him back to the small clearing "nice too meet you Idia! Would you like to play with me?"

"..sure.."

And thats were your friendship started

He'd often come over for play dates and the like, back before Ortho had the incident. His parents often wondering where he was going but didn't stop him. knowing the forest was safe and it was nearby, plus they had the tracking chip and his cellphone Incase he needed them.

But he did eventually Introduce you to his family, and boy were his parents surprised. They were wary of you at first but slowly warmed up, seeing you had no Ill intent but you did seem different from most kids.. you seemed sweet although, where were your parents?

Ortho loved you right away! He'd follow you and Idia everywhere! Playing, laughing, and laying on the grass admiring the stars.

You were there for him through everything, comforting him, giving him advice and listened to his woes.

You were his saviour, his safe space, never questioning why your blood was darker than most, unnaturally so. Your skin seeming sickly in a way. Or that strange feeling of dread he'd get when you came too close.

Eventually, he had to leave for nrc. You were upset ofcourse but you wanted him to be successful, promising him you'd be here when he came back.

And through those 4 years, you'd wait for him. The first to greet him when he'd come back from Winter break or summer vacation. The first to take him into your arms and tell him how much you missed him. The first person he'd rant to about the year.

But now he knew why he always felt strange when you'd get too close. Why you seemed different.. no, are different... He'd seen it in his fellow schoolmates.

You weren't fully human.. were you, sweetheart?

When he confronted you, you didn't know how to respond. Knowing you couldn't hide it forever but at the same time afraid of losing the one you held close. blurting it all out through tears, he finally pieced everything together. Getting the closure he needed after all these years

he held you close, shaky hands hesitantly petting your head. Now you were the one needing to be comforted. Telling him about how your parents dissapeared one night and were left all alone in your cabin in the woods, until a blot monster found you. Taking you in and raising you as its own, having been exposed to it for so many years it wasn't a surprise that it tainted your human genetics.

You cried about how you never went to a school, or a doctor, never having been let far from the forest. He nodded and squeezes you softly, calming down a bit as the only noises leaving your lips now we're hiccups and sniffling.

You were something completely different from him. A new interspecies that should be examined, something incredibly rare. But he didn't have the heart to do that to you. You were far too special, you needed to be protected.

"I promise.. to keep you s-safe and warm.. for the rest of our lives.. I've loved you for so long, (name)-chan.. I want to be with you.. s-so please accept my love..?"

His voice surprised you, looking up at him with wife curious eyes.

He said it so unsurely, you couldn't help but smile and nod your head. Burying your face into his chest, while he finally noticed the blot creature watching you both. It nodded it's head in approval and dissapeared into the dark. The dread was gone, Being replaced with happiness and relief. He picked you up and hurriedly took you into his family's mansion. Laughing loudly.

He was glad he was brave the day he met you, wandering away from his comfort zone. Otherwise, he doubted he'd have someone so perfect in his arms

[NOT PROOFREAD AND IS UNEDITED. I WILL REVIEW LATER!]

Tags: @twistedtavern

[nuggetneoura]

Back In Time Pt.1

~Summary~

wc- 1,980

While the Best Friends were on a family trip to Graceland some strange feelings were in the air. The beginning of 2024 has been weird..or is it 1969? read to see how the pair ended up there.

~Character List~

----Rachel-maggies best friend -sometimes sings with Maggie -journalist-runs a daily blog about her life and she has a good amount of followers but is not famous(YET)

----Maggie-Rachels best friend -closest with Alex (sibling wise)-plays a shit ton of instruments-sings and writes music and lyrics-Alex publishes her music through his label-she and Alex has a couple of songs together but they usually don't make songs together because of the genre difference. He gets her to do the singing he needs on his songs. Also is not famous (YET)

----Alex-up-and-coming producer-started L&WR (Light & Wonder Records) and it started slow but is starting to pick up-very spiritual-really is the chicken from Surfs up-rapper

-TB(27), Caitlin(26), Alex(23),and Maggie (22) are all siblings.

-Jillian (22), and Rachel (20) are siblings. jillian married Tebie so that's basically how Maggie and Rachel met.

----Constancio and Tara (Maggie and her siblings parents)

----Luca is tb and Jillian's baby

----Elvis(32) (the Austin Butler Elvis ofc)

----Vernon Presley (Elvis's dad)

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~setting~ Date is 1-11-2024. The family took a trip to Memphis Tennessee. It's a cool cloudy day.

(not that it matters but Alex Maggie and Rachel in one car. Jill TB and Lucas in another. Cat in her own. Parents in their own)

and Rn they are on the way to tour Graceland.

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“Did you know today is a spiritual day?” Alex asked focusing on the road. Alex does not mind driving in silence but, he knows others hate it. Maggie, who was looking out the passenger window..smiled turning her attention to her older brother. “Really? What makes it spiritual?” “1-11-2024..add it all together and it equalssss..” Maggie started counting in her head “11” Rachel answered from the back seat “Which meansssss…” “High spiritual day” Maggie answered. Alex smiled and nodded while still focusing on the road. “And we are going to a dead man's house” Rachel sarcastically stated. “We better watch out or we might run into Mr. Elvis himself” Alex replied. Maggie gasped “Do you think he will look like younger him or older him??” Alex scrunched his face shooting Maggie a look before laughing a bit. “Hopefully younger” Rachel said. “He's dead. Does it matter what he looks like??” “Yea” Maggie and Rachel replied in unison. Alex laughed and looked at the GPS he had on his phone. “We will be there in three minutes” “Do you think it's bad to call dibs on a ghost?” Maggie asked. “Mag-” “DIBS!” Rachel yelled cutting Alex off. Maggie whipped around “THATS NOT FAIR!” “Dibs is dibs Maggie” Rachel laughed. “You don't even really like him!” “Yes I do” “No, you don't!” “Ye-” “Rachel! If we see him, it won't be the young Vegas street actors PLAYING as Elvis! This is ELVIS Elvis” “Does not matter. Dibs is dibssssss” “When we get out of this car Rachel your ass is grassss” “No one is putting anyone's ass..on this dead man's grass” Alex said pulling into the parking lot. He parked as Maggie and Rachel continued to play argue.

.

Soon the trio got out of the car and met the rest of their family at the front of Graceland. Everyone took their time admiring the outside of the house. Eventually, everyone split into their subconscious groups as they all slowly inched towards the front porch where the ticket lady was. “Why is the grass so green?” Maggie questioned squinting her eyes. "It might be painted or it's fake grass” Alex responded as he stood beside Maggie. He admired her attention to detail. He's always been the ‘see the big picture’ type of guy…while Maggie had always been the ‘but look at the details of it type of person. Rachel however could do both , but she sometimes struggled to see the details of things. She rather not waste her time when there is bigger things to worry about….but that's why the trio worked so well. They were all the same person , but so different at the same time. “Rachel if I did put your ass on this man's grass you would have a green ass” Maggie said turning her head to look at Rachel who was behind her. “Maggie” Alex said quietly face palming. Rachel smiled at her best friend “or bad butt burns” “Guys come on!” they heard Caitlin yell at them. They all turned their attention and realized the family was talking to the ticket lady. The trio walked over to the family.

“2 adults 1 baby” TB said to the ticket lady. “Wait! can I cash app you and you just pay for mine?” Maggie asked and her oldest sibling nodded at her. “Mijo just pay for everyone and we will all just pay you after.” their dad said to which the oldest nodded again. Maggie let out a loud breath while dramatically putting a hand on her heart. “We gotta make sure we pay him back 'cause…we all are just… 20-something-year-old teens struggling” she said. The group laughed as Jill turned “You guys are the struggling ones” she laughed looking at the trio. “That would've taken half of the money in my bank account” Alex said. “That would've taken most of mine” Rachel added which led to Maggie letting out a dramatic ‘uuuuhh’. “ what do you mean?! That would have left me in the negatives!” Maggie fake cried. The oldest turned with tickets in his hand “I'll pay for you Mags, if it makes you feel better” he said sarcastically. “Why does she get special treatment?” Caitlin asked as TB handed everyone their tickets. No one could respond to her because the doors opened..which grabbed everyone's attention.

A shorter lady with blond hair stood in the doorway with a bright smile. “Hello everyone! My name is Britney and I will be your tour guide for today! Whenever you guys are ready just go ahead and step on in. We don't need the tickets. They are mostly to prove you paid if you have to step out or something like that. They are yours to keep” the tour guide said cheerfully. She had a thick southern accent that added to the cheerfulness.

As everyone stepped inside Maggie whispered to Rachel “This ticket is going into my memory box”. When the group was fully in…the guide closed the door and walked to the doorway of the living room. Maggie's stomach dropped seeing the staircase for some reason. She zoned out staring at it. As the group started getting led into the living room and then the music room by the talking guide…Maggie just stood and stared at even the little details of the staircase.

Rachel realized her best friend was still standing at the staircase and snuck back over to her. “Maggie. You're missing the music room” she said and followed Maggie's gaze to the staircase. She looked between her and the staircase a couple of times before nudging her softly. “Maggie. What's-” Rachel was cut off by her best friend grabbing her hand and walking slowly to the staircase. Maggie unhooked the rope that blocked the staircase and slowly led Rachel up the stairs with her. “Maggie we can't go up here. It's off limits” Rachel whispered but her best friend was not hearing her at all. Maggie was deep in that stomach-dropping feeling and was following it. As she followed…the feeling it got worse. “Maggie we cant-” “hush” Maggie said softly still pulling her best friend slowly up the stairs. As they got to the 2nd floor Rachel started feeling her stomach sinking too. They crept into the hall looking around. Rachel noticed a guard who hadn't noticed them yet. She pulled Maggie back a bit “What?” Maggie snapped getting frustrated with Rachel a bit. That got the guard's attention and his posture shot up “HEY! YOU GUYS CANT BE UP HERE!” he yelled speed walking to them. Maggie was set on following that gut feeling. She grabbed Rachel's hand and basically dragged her to run. They ran a little down the hall “GET BACK HERE!” the guard yelled. Maggie saw a door and flung it open running in while still holding Rachel's hand. Not focusing on what was in front of her she ran into something hard and fell to the ground taking Rachel with her.

“Damn” they heard a man hiss. Rachel was too focused on her own pain of falling but Maggie looked up noticing that the ‘something’ they had run into was a someONE. She looked at the man and noticed he looked like Elvis but ignored it. She just thought their adventure was over. “I'm sorry” Maggie said standing up. She definitely was in pain however the adrenaline of being caught was kicking in. “how’n the hell did you two get’n here?” the man said rubbing his arm “uhh well..we just… Well, we wanted..” “Better question. Who’n the hell are yall?” the man asked. Rachel stood up finally meeting Maggie by her side. “Well we got the tickets and someone felt the need to-” “tickets? What’n the hell are yall wear’n? Wait yall aint fans are yall? Did someone let yall in?” “I'm sorry….Is this a joke?” Maggie snickered “You look so much like him” Rachel said furrowing her eyebrows “Is what a joke? Like who?” “Elvis” Rachel replied The man smiled revealing his high cheekbones “I am Elvis” “Ick” Maggie scoffed “Excuse me?” the man asked looking genuinely confused Rachel stared at him and noticed he really REALLY looked like Elvis “Dibs” she muttered “Rachel this is not the time. Wait why hasn't that guy come in?” Maggie said turning back towards the door. maggie walked to the door and looked out it. she noticed some things had changed… She definitely noticed the LED lights were now that soft yellow lighting. “What guy? Someone brother’n you? My dad should be downstairs. He don't bite. Did he let you guys in? He could've let me know he was let'n in some fans. I would've got more dressed up” Maggie scoffed turning to look at him “Fans?” Rachel hit maggies arm “Wait…what day is it?” she asked the man “January 11th” “Year?” The man chuckled “1968” Maggie and Rachel shared a look. “Dude. I know delulu is the best selulu but this is a little too delulu” “Dude? The what now?” “It's January 11th…but it's 2024 brother” Maggie said matter-of-factly “what ‘n the hell are you talk’n about?” Maggie walked closer to the man rolling her eyes “It's 2024” “Did you hit your head a little too hard?” The man asked putting his hands on his hips

Rachel softly nudged Maggie “Our apologies sir. We were running from a man and just ran into this house. I don't think your dad saw us. We just really needed to get away from him” Rachel said pulling Maggie away and started walking out of the room “Ok..well just hold on a minute..” he said following the girls out “We really didn't know this was your house, sir.” Rachel said walking down the stairs quickly with Maggie following close behind. “Just wait” Elvis said catching up to the girls at the bottom of the staircase. “What is this?” a man's voice rang out. The girls stopped in their tracks and Elvis stopped behind them. “Elvis, are you sneaking fans in again? Your wife is pregnant.” the man asked walking out from the living room Maggie scoffed and turned to look at him “Again??” Elvis’s face turned slightly red and walked around the girls to stand in front of them “No Daddy. I was just helping these girls out. You didn't see em run in?” Elvis’s dad shook his head “No. I have been sitting on the couch for a while…when did they come in?” The girls exchanged looks that Elvis’s dad saw. His dad crossed his arms looking dead at Elvis. “Right. What were you helping them with?” “Daddy I do-” “He saw a man running after us from down the street and waved us in here through his bedroom window. We went through the side fence and came through the back door. We just ran up the other staircase. We didn't know it was Elvis. We mean no disrespect” Maggie quickly said. Elvis’s dad looked from the girl's back to Elvis. After an awkward silence, Maggie spoke again. “You guys really got to take care of the hole in the side gate if you are worried about fans getting in.” His dad looked at Maggie and smiled “Thanks for letting me know” “Well I think that's our cue to dip” Maggie said walking and Rachel quickly followed “Dip?-” “Wait don't go out that-” Maggie opened the front door and walked out with Rachel. They were met with a bunch of screaming. They both looked at the entrance gate and saw a bunch of women dressed like they were straight out of an old movie. Maggie turned to look at the ticket lady….who wasn't there. She then looked over at the grass and noticed it looked like real…normal grass. She also noticed the parking lot was no longer there. She noticed some Cadis and an all-black Rolls-Royce in the driveway. Maggie looked at Rachel who was focused on the screaming girls in shock. “Rachel…” “Yea…” “I think we are in 1968…” “Yea…”

[sankta-starkova]

THE OUTSIDERS

002; the winter solstice

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summary: the one where daisy returns to camp from college and is blinded by her love for him, even as the world ends

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Being back at camp was the breath of fresh air that Daisy had been looking for.

For the first time in a long time, she finally felt like the weight had been lifted off of her shoulders and there was nothing to worry about.

The whole issue with Luke and the dreams he had been having had brushed over and she knew that he had listened to her.

However, it was after the trip to Mount Olympus on the annual Winter Solstice trip that she knew something was wrong.

It started off small. There was more rain on the way back and she could feel the harsh winds even in camp.

It wasn't just the weird weather, but Luke that was acting strange. He seemed too proud, too excited and she wondered what was up with hi .

"What's wrong with your face?" She asked one day as they sat at the table, eating lunch.

"My face?" He asked, not even trying to hide the smug grin.

She scoffed, turning to him, "You have that little smirk on,"

"I'm just happy, thats all Daisy," he said, wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

She looked up at him and the smile on his face and tried to ignore the sickening feeling in her stomach.

Daisy couldn't put her finger on it but he seemed too happy. Something was up.

The most logical thing would be that he had finally got a girlfriend; most of the girls in camp had been trying to date him for years.

"Wow, you're really happy," she said, smile falling from her face as she thought about the possibility.

She knew that she hadnt made any sort of move but she hated that maybe there was some other girl.

He stood up, hands on the table as he leant forward to look at her, "I gotta go, I have to make sure Travis and Connor leave that poor new boy alone,"

The thing he did next surprised her the most. He kissed her on the cheek and she was left sitting there, reeling.

Daisy could feel her face lit up in a blush and a hand came up to touch the patch of skin he'd kissed.

Sure, he'd done that a few times before but it felt different this time, more romantic, domestic even.

She stood up, watching as he rushed off towards the Hermes cabin and she just stared into the distance, shell-shocked.

"Why does he look so happy?" A voice asked.

The teenager jumped a little bit, so lost in her own world and thoughts that she didn't see that someone was behind her.

She recognised the voice instantly and knew there was only one person sneaky enough to do that. When she turned around she saw the culprit of her fright.

"Oh God's Annabeth, you scared me," she said, a hand on her own chest, feeling her own heartbeat.

"Sorry Daisy," Annabeth said, looking up at her.

She loved that little girl more than anything. She was Lukes sister and in turn, Daisy grew protective over her.

Annabeth was the most intelligent and most wise person in the whole camp which is exactly why she was made the camp counsellor of the Athena Cabin.

"I don't know why he looks so happy, maybe it's a girl," she said, hoping that the intelligent girl didn't hear the bitter tone.

Annabeth stared at her for a second, eyebrows furrowed as she looked at Daisy.

"That doesn't make any sense," she said, looking up at her, "He talks about you when you're not here, you should visit more often,"

Annabeth had heard everything about the girl from Luke. He gushed about her all of the time and she knew all about his feelings for her, even if the recipient hadn't figured it out yet.

Daisy looked down at her, the arm that was wrapped around her shoulder falling down.

Maybe there wasn't some other girl. Maybe, just maybe, Luke did like her the way that she wanted him too.

"What do you mean?" She inquired.

Amnabeth hummed in response, "He talks about you. You're his best friend of course,"

She looked over at him as he stood with he new kid, crouched down to his height as he made sure he was okay.

He looked over the little boys shoulder and caught Daisy's eye and his face lit up in a grin.

She knew something was up but right now, she just wanted to accept the fact that he might have feelings for her.

He waved and she waved back, "Huh, thanks for letting me know," she said, face blushing.

She looked down at Annabeth, squeezing her shoulder before the two walked away.

Daisy sat in the cabin and when she saw the little boy that Luke had been talking to earlier sitting on the porch, she stood up and approached him.

He was young. A brunette, short buzz cut hair. As she looked at him, she knew he couldn't be more than 12 years old.

"Hi, it's nice to meet you, whats your name?" She asked, sitting down next to him calmly.

Ever since she got to camp, she had this urge to help any young child who came in, to make sure that they didn't have the same awful experience she initially had.

He was silent for a little while and she could tell he was trying to figure out if he could trust her.

"Archie," he replied, his voice meek.

"It's nice to meet you Archie, I'm Daisy, I'm second in command here at the Apollo cabin," she said, holding her hand out.

Hesitantly, he reached forward and shook her hand, a slight smile on his face.

"I'm scared," he said quietly and she remembered the feeling all too well.

"We all are when we get here," she promised.

He was still silent and then he looked up at her, brown eyes wide, "How old were you when you got here?"

"Ten. I was lucky to have ever made it here but I did," she said. She was quiet for a second as she thought about her arrival.

She was young. A little girl who had only wanted to be safe and save her mother and now she had everything she had ever wanted.

"You'll fit in great here," she promised, a hand on his shoulder.

He was silent and she could see the contemplation on Archies face. He seemed a little less nervous already.

He shook his head, looking away, "What if they think I'm useless?"

She chuckled, "You can't be useless. Here in the Apollo cabin, everyone has their own skills, no matter how big or small," she promised.

Daisy turned around and looked through the window at some of the other campers.

It was dark outside, night falling on the camp and they were all getting ready to sleep inside. The boy looked through the window as well.

He could see how busy the Apollo cabin was. It was the second largest cabin, after Hermes of course.

"That boy over there, Will, he's a brilliant Healer and he's only 10, that girl Kayla, she has a gift with light and Nina over there is the greatest opera singer you'll ever hear," she said.

"I love music," he admitted.

She chuckled, "Me too. Its a trait we got from dad," she said, turning around again to look at the scenery.

She loved the view of the lake, so much that everyone had thought she might be Poseidons daughter. But she was much more of an Apollo than anything else.

The door opened and she saw Luke walk in. He stood by the open door, leaning against the wall.

"Mind if I join ya," he asked.

She always thought that he was gorgeous in the moonlight, the scar on his cheek lit up in colour, his eyes glowing.

She cleared her throat, hoping he wouldnt have noticed how she was admiring him, "It's after 9 Luke, you'll get yourself in trouble,"

There was that smile again, "For you darling, I'll do anything," he said.

Daisy felt her face heating up in a blush. He had never called her that and the nickname made chills run down her spine. She didn't know what was going on with him.

Once again, she cleared her throat to try and hide her emotion, "Archie, this is my friend Luke, he is the Head of the Hermes cabin,"

Archie nodded, "Yeah, we met when I first joined,"

"Yeah, i remember you kid. You'll fit in great here, and with Daisy here, nothing could go wrong," He said, placing his hand on the boys shoulder.

Archie yawned and she could see how tired he was. She remembered how exhausted she was when she first arrived at camp.

It's overwhelming at first, for your whole life to be turned upside down but it was all worth it in the end.

"Why don't you go get some rest kid? you deserve it," she suggested.

She ruffled his hair and he stood up, waving goodbye to them before walking out and back into the cabin. 

"Sweet kid," Luke muttered before he sat down next to her.

She looked at him for a second before leaning her head down on his shoulder.

"Yeah, he is," she said, sighing, "I can't believe he's so young. I was scared when I came here but hes so tiny,"

He looked down at her, a hand brushing down her hair. He thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world, even if she didn't think that herself all the time.

"Amnabeth was about his age," luke said.

She remembered when they got into camp for the first time. She had been there for seven months and in came two scared demigods who had lost a lot.

"I know, I know," Daisy muttered, leaning up again and watching as he stood up, "It's crazy,"

"They should be stopped. The Gods shouldn't be able to just torment little kids like this and you know it," he started pacing.

Daisy sighed. She recognised this regular spiel of his. He thought the God's should pay for what they did and she agreed.

They just had a different opinion in the way that these things should be dealt with.

"I agree. There should be more safety for them, but that's not our job," she said, reaching a hand out to stop him.

He scoffed. Luke was so adamant that there was something that he could do to help the other kids that sometimes he was blinded from what was in front of him.

"We have the opportunity to change the world and you won't take it. You won't help kids like Archie," he said.

That was the final straw for Daisy. She hated that he thought she didn't care, she did. She just had different views than Luke did.

She stood up, pointing her finger at him, "Don't say that to me,"

"Des-" Luke started to backtrack when he realised what he had said.

She was furious and on a mission, she wouldn't let him talk down to her like that, "I do everything I can for these kids. I've put in years and years to try and make their lives something better,"

He hadn't seen Daisy that mad for a long time. She did do a lot but in his eyes, it was not nearly enough.

"I do everything for them too. Now you're at college. It's changed you, you've lost the spark," he spat out, that residual anger bubbling up.

She had always known there was anger in him but had never really seen it. She didn't like it.

That's when she saw him change, the same change after their quest together.

"What have you done Luke?" She asked, voice calming down.

It was less of anger and more like she was talking down an angry animal, or a man about to jump off a cliff.

He took a deep breath, calming down too, "You won't want to know,"

There was an eerie tone to the conversation. It was weird for them to act like this.

Daisy scoffed. She didn't want to think about what he had done, "I can't believe you, I can't believe you,"

She stormed off, walking over to the door and slamming it open. He followed her out, wanting to explain it to her.

"Daisy, come on," he said, grabbing her wrist and stopping her from getting too far.

She narrowed her eyes at him, yanking her arm away from him. He had never done something like that before.

Lukes eyes softened. He hadn't understood why he had done that. He would never want to hurt her on purpose.

"Don't talk to me right now," she said, taking a step away from him.

Someone in the cabin shushed them and she could see some people watching their argument.

None of them had ever seen Luke and Daisy argue to this extent and they all knew that something was wrong.

"Get out of my cabin," she spat out.

"Daisy," luke said as he stepped closer to her.

She stepped out of the way, pointing at the door to try and kick him out even faster.

She scoffed, there was nothing that he could do to make it better right now, "Get out," she exclaimed.

He walked out in silence. He stood outside of the door for a couple of seconds, waiting to see if she would come out to see him.

Luke knew that he had screwed up and he was trying to think of things he could do to save it all. He couldn't lose her.

For a second, he watched the door. He knew that the only thing he could do was leave her for a little while to settle so he walked away, hoping he could repair it all.

Daisy looked around at her friends before watching him walk away from the window.

She climbed into her bed, tucked herself into the covers in her normal clothes and cried herself to sleep, wondering what he had done wrong this time.

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[rubbership]

i find the lineup interesting for two reasons

1 - so we can all agree that most of these characters are stolen from drv3 directly, right? i can very clearly see ouma, hoshi, ibuki.miu, sonia/kaede, angie, etc. and i think thats just really strange because its like. i wonder if theyre going to be communicating the same ideas through these characters. the way drv3 wrote its characters is so starkly different than how they were written in the original games that i cant help but wonder which these characters will lean more towards, cartoonish caricatures with no grounding or political based parody characters. im leaning towards the latter, which goes into my second point

2 - this game is being branded and sold on the idea that it is overly edgy, like, creepypasta levels of edgy. it is essentisally meant to be danganronpa to its "extreme" and the logical conclusion of kodakas writing style. its being talked about as the magnum opis of their styles combined and that to me tells me the game is going to be so edgy it drives directly into insane absurdist shit- and im really really really curious to see how that goes. i think its poorly done in the original danganronpa games and series but drv3 is a bit different imo, ive always felt like drv3 was a refreshing break where instead of trying to make a specific cohesive plot they used the game as a way to communicate ideas about television and the way that media exploits children and tragedy and how fiction and truth and lies all interact. but because of the way its being branded, i have no idea what its trying to say from the outside. drv3 was a lot like that too, and its why people ignored it. im very very curious about it because of this

[fangirlstorycreator]

Hey I have an idea💚💚👑 what if young Daniel loves ally just like the first movie but y/n randomly joined the miyagi-do and it's a love hate relationship between Daniel and y/n and one day they have a massive fight close to slap each other but then he (or she you deside) suddenly kisses her/him and all sees it but daniel dosnt care and ally tries to ruin there relationship but instead of braking up the relationship gets deeper.

Of course BIBI 😊 it's so nice to see you on tumblr again 💚 enjoy 💚

Ever since you joined this new karate class, the other student Daniel had been so annoying. Mr Miyagi was a great teacher, but Daniel seemed like he didn't want to share his sensai. You'd been there for a few weeks now, and still Daniel hadn't warmed up to you. You would try to be nice, be sivle, but he just ended up scoffing at you or ignoring you completely, it was making you angry. Mr Miyagi told you that he was probably just stressed because of his on/off thing with a girl called Ali. He'd fancied her for a long time and wanted to know if there was a future together, but she would always bail on him or send him mixed signals. After hearing that, it strangely calmed you a little, you weren't always lucky when it came to relationships, so you sympathised with him on that.

One day when your both in the dojo, Mr Miyagi tells you both that he has an important meeting in town, and asks if you could both put the dummies away and lock up the dojo with the spare key hidden in the plant pot outside in the garden. You both agreed and Mr Miyagi quickly left and drove away in his car. You were trying to pick up a dummy that was a little too heavy for you, when Daniel walked over. "Hey uh, you need a hand?" "That would be great, thanks" He lifts up the other side and you both put it in the cupboard. "So uhh? How are things?" "There fine, why do you ask Y/N?" "I was just wondering" "Well, if its alright with you I'd rather not talk about it" "Yeh sure, thats fine. I understand, been there before" "Huh? What do you mean? Been there before?"

"I just assumed you didn't want to talk about that girl, Ali was it?" "What? How do you know about Ali?" "Mr Miyagi told me, I'm sorry if that upsets you-" "Just...just shut up about it alright?" "Hey, there's no need for that, I didnt mean to annoy you" "Well you did! So just drop it...unless you need anymore help lifting dummies with your girly hands" "Hey! I already said I'm sorry, you dont have to act like that" "And you dont need to be hear in this dojo" "Well Mr Miyagi asked both of us to put-" "I dont mean that, I mean you should never have joined" "Wait what? Why would you say that?" He shuffles his feet, trying to avert your eyes. "Daniel what did I do to upset you this much? I dont understand?" "You just shouldn't have joined the dojo, it was much easier before you arived"

"Easier in what way? So you could have Mr Miyagi all to yourself? So you could be the star student?" "No, easier with... with me and Ali. I uh- I mean- just dont listen to me" "I know we got off on the wrong foot Daniel but I have tried, again and again to be nice to you, and stay out of your way when you need space. But what the hell have I got to do with you and your girlfriend Ali?! I don't even know her!" "Y/N I-" "No, you know what? Save it! I'm not going to listen to your moaning anymore" You try to leave but Daniel grabs you by the hand, stopping you. "Let go of me Daniel" "Just let me explain-" "I told you I dont want to hear anything you have to say" Again you try to move away, but this time he presses you against the wall, putting his hands on both your arms stopping you from leaving. He isnt hurting you, but he's not letting you go.

"Daniel get off me!" "Y/N please, I'm sorry-" "Screw your apology, and screw you too! How in the hell can you try to say I'm to blame for you and your girlfriend-" "She isnt my girlfriend" "Then what have I done that's come between-" Daniel stops you from finishing your sentence when he kisses you out of nowhere, it certainly shut you up. It was surprising yes, but actually quite gentle, he pulled away to look into your eyes, and he look nervous, like he wasn't sure what your reaction would be. You even suprised yourself when you smiled back, and pulled him in by his face, giving him back a much deeper and passionate kiss. He rests his hands on your hips as your tounges dance against eachother in perfect rhythm.

It was pure bliss. However, what you didn't know was that Ali was standing by the dojo window, witnessing everything. She was so angry! Not heartbroken but angry, at the fact she cant play Daniel around anymore, and that he had real feelings for you, and now that the real hidden feeling were exposed, your real feeling showed too. Ali storms off, hating what she just witnessed, all while you and Daniel continue your makeout session. A while later when you'd finished and locked up the dojo, Daniel walked you home and explained his behaviour with you from the last few weeks. He explained that Ali was messing him around and wasn't serious about it, and when he met you, it was instant attraction. That's why he always argued with you, he felt guilty that he fell for you while he was on and off with Ali, and he tried to push you away.

But it seemed that it was now water under the bridge, and when he walked you to your front door, he asked if you'd like to see where this goes. You happily agreed, and even share another kiss before he walks home, smiling to himself. Ali avoided Daniel whenever she saw him, especially when you were there too, you and him assumed she took the hint and left you alone. Things with Daniel had truly changed for the better, he was so sweet and kind with you and he was being his true self, you really enjoyed being with him. A few weeks later, you and Daniel were now official, and word got round through your friends....which meant that it eventually got fo Ali, and she wasn't happy. You were walking down the street where you could see Daniel standing by a bus stop.

He couldn't see you, but you could because you were across the street behind him. Deciding to sneak up on him, you were walking slowly and quietly, but what you didn't realise would happen, was when you see Ali storming over to the bus stop and starts shouting at Daniel, you were just the right distance away that you could hear it. "Are you kidding me Daniel?" "What's the matter?" "What's the matter?! You and Y/N are official now? What about me?" "Uhh? What about you?" "Come on Daniel, I'm way better than Y/N, break up with her and come back to me" You couldn't belive your ears, how could she talk like that? "You know what Ali, screw you!" "Excuse me?" "You heard me! I said screw you! I wouldn't get back with you if my life depended on it" "Seriously Daniel? Your so childish"

"I'm so childish?! Your literally asking me to get back with you because of my new girlfriend! Just leave me alone Ali" "Well, if I cant have you back, the least you could do is break up with Y/N. You deserve way better" "I deserve the best!!" Daniel shouts as he stands up proud. "And that's exactly why I'm with Y/N! You never supported me Ali, never helped me, comforted me, made me feel wanted. But Y/N does! In my eyes she's perfect, and I thank my lucky stars every day that I'm going out with her" He remains firm, staring her down and showing that he isn't going to listen to her. She just scoffs angrily and storms back the way she came, where Daniel leans back against the wall of the bus stop, running his fingers though his hair.

With a tear in your eye, you walk up to Daniel in the bus stop. "Y/N? What are you doing hear-wait a second, did you just? Did you see me talking to Ali because I promise you-" "Daniel, it's ok. I heard everythimg" "You? You did?" "It was the sweetest thing anyone has ever said about me. Thank you" You place a small kiss on his cheek, making him smile before pulling you in for a hug, and enjoying the blissful sweet moment.

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

Hi, I was wondering if I could request for headcanons for Honkai Star rail for the Astral Express Crew with a nervous!isekai!reader (averting eyes, hiding their face behind an oversized blanket scarf thats worn at all times or physically hiding behind Miss Himeko and different objects, only speaking only one or two sentences at a time), is secretly incredibly close with PomPom.

Like the crew catch reader serenading PomPom (for the first time) with songs from their homeworld (ie. Fly me to the moon) as they dance together in the main cabin, with the lights dimmed (I'd imagine PomPom on top of atable with a cover, swaying and ocassionally spinning reader) around where everyone should be asleep. Its the first time anyone (besides Pompom and maybe Himeko) had seen reader's face without their scarf but also genuinely relaxed since they've joined the Astral Crew.

Thank you :)

Hi Anon! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took so long. I hope you like the headcanons!

Fandom: Honkai Star Rail

Characters: Caelus, Stelle, Dan Heng, March 7th, Welt Yang, and Himeko x nervous! isekai! gn! Reader (separate)

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You’re normally pretty shy, keeping your face partially covered with a scarf. How do the characters react to seeing you dancing and having fun with Pom-Pom?

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Caelus loves seeing you so relaxed. Since you first showed up, you’ve been so quiet, even when compared to someone who usually remains quiet like himself.

He thinks your face looks nice without the scarf, finally getting to see you relaxed and enjoying yourself.

When he sees you dancing with Pom-Pom, he’ll lean up against the wall outside, tucked behind the door so you can’t see him.

He doesn’t want to act like a creep spying on you but he can’t bring himself to look away just yet.

He hopes sometime he’ll be the one dancing with you, laughing along with the rhythm of the music and looking at your face from somewhere other than behind a partially open door.

Stelle is a lot like Caelus in that she won’t do anything to interrupt the scene. It’s not that she doesn’t want to join in. She just thinks you would rather dance with just Pom-Pom for now.

She knows what it’s like to suddenly find yourself in a completely foreign place with no knowledge of how you go there so she can empathise with your shyness.

She’ll watch from a distance, dancing quietly along with the music from where she is. She’ll try to copy the energy of your dancing.

Like Caelus, Stelle will think your face looks nice but she also thinks it looks a bit strange. She’s so used to seeing you with your face hidden or scrunched up with worry that seeing you relaxed is weird.

Will wait a few days before asking if you’d like to dance with her sometime. She’ll do it when there’s already music playing so it doesn't seem suspicious. She just hopes you’ll say yes.

Dan Heng will be one of the few who leaves you to have some privacy. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to stay and watch.

Before he leaves he’ll take a moment to commit the scene to memory, taking in your relaxed face and the enjoyment emanating from your movements. Then he’ll close the door the rest of the way and leave.

Now that he’s seen you relaxed, he’ll try to commit more time to finding out how you got here.

He’s naturally mistrustful of people but seeing you let your guard down has allowed him to do the same.

Probably won’t approach you about dancing with him. He’s not really a dancer. But he does hope he can see you like that more often.

March is going to barge in and join you and Pom-Pom. She doesn’t mean to break up the scene but she just can’t contain herself.

She’s been waiting for you to open up around the crew and Pom-Pom’s as good a place to start as any. She’s just glad she gets to see your uncovered, relaxed face herself.

She’ll take a moment to observe the scene before throwing the door open and dancing across the threshold.

If you’re okay with her joining in, March is going to bring the energy in that room up tenfold. She’s a wind dancer, really feeling the song. If she’s feeling bold, she might grab your hand and spin you around a bit.

If you shut down when she enters, March will leave but she’ll let you know the offer is always open. She knows she can be a lot sometimes but she really wants you two to be friends.

Welt is a lot like Dan Heng in that he will leave you to your moment in peace. He’ll close the door before walking away quietly, making sure his footsteps can’t be heard over the music.

Deep down, he’s glad you’re opening up. He may not have believed your story at first (and is maybe still a bit unsure of it) but he’s glad you’re okay.

The thought of how happy and relaxed you looked lingers in his mind though. Sure, Pom-Pom may have contributed but he thinks the music helped a lot as well.

He’ll go through his record collection and find ones that match the same style of music you were dancing to.

Expect to find a few records left in your room every few days. If only you could figure out who was leaving them…

Himeko is somewhere between Welt and Caelus. She’ll watch for a bit before leaving, closing the door so you have proper privacy.

She likes everyone on the Astral Express to be, if not happy, at least not unhappy. She’s glad you’re feeling more comfortable.

Thinks you look sweet without your scarf and without worry lining your face. She’d like to see that more often but knows that isn’t necessarily easily attainable.

Life travelling the stars can be stressful. Himeko hopes you can snatch those peaceful moments every change you can.

She won’t ask you to dance but if she ever hears music wafting through the train, her thoughts will drift to you and she’ll hope you’re smiling and dancing somewhere.

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