#kodi gets an ask

[dawn-moths]

Hi there! Saw requests were open so I hopped in.

Can I ask for both a Earl Gray and Milk Tea for Noè?

I just love the way you write him, he's so damn precious ❤❤

hello hello! absolutely! :) thank you so much for saying you like the way i write him 💕💕

tw: some suggestive content but nothing too explicit, vampires & blood drinking.

♡noe♡

earl grey tea: how do they court their s/o?

Oh my gosh Noe would be so good at courting you. He’s such a gentleman, would bring you flowers and always insist on walking you home. He’d take things slow, probably wait until the third date to even kiss you, wanting to show he respects you, that he’s not here to play games.

The night hours soon become your favorite, trading the sun’s warm rays for the silver sparkle of stars. When you’re with Noe, arms linked or hands interlocked, you never feel more safe, more loved. You two laugh together until you nearly cry, you could talk for hours and never get bored, you go out dancing in the pubs and the town square.

Being with him makes you feel alive, makes you feel like you could do anything. And, when it comes time to deliver you to your doorstep at the end of a long, eventful night, he gently takes your hand and presses a kiss to the back of it, saying he looks forward to the next time you two will get to meet.

You beckon him closer, as if to tell him a secret, and then, when he least expects it, you plant a peck to his cheek, trying to suppress a giggle as he becomes flustered, cheeks heating and wearing that adorable look of surprise.

Once he regains his composure, you assure him you’ll see him again soon, heading inside and up to your room, glancing at the window to still find him standing on the pavement below, smiling to himself like the luckiest man in the world.

milk tea: what are their kisses like?

Noe’s kisses start out gentle and chaste, savoring the soft press of your lips against his, but the moment you look up at him through your lashes, pupils blown wide with want, something in him snaps. Before long, he’s got your back pressed to the wall, or the mattress, or whatever the closest surface is. He’s licking into your mouth, hungry, starving to get another taste of you. Your next breath catches in your chest as his sharp incisors scrape over your pulse, sending a wave of goosebumps rising over your skin.

You can feel his breath on your neck, hot and panting, but he lingers there, hesitating as he feels himself salivate, using every ounce of willpower he has not to sink his fangs into your delicate flesh right then and there.

“It’s ok…” you’re whispering to him, the tender utterance barely heard through his own heartbeat pounding in his ears. You gently card your fingers through his silky, snowy locks, hoping to soothe the monster that dwells deep inside of him, now on the verge of breaking out. “It’s ok. I don’t mind…”

He realizes you’re giving him permission, that you trust him enough to allow him to break your skin and drink down the dark, warm iron of your blood.

So he does, only the urgency in which he’s just been caught in the throes of now begins to ebb. He’s back to taking his time, sucking dark bruises against your throat, causing your veins to fill with euphonium, lulling your body into a sated, relaxed state before he pierces your skin.

Every time you let him drink your blood, you feel the terrified thrill of it all, the adrenaline then fading into heavenly bliss.

Plus, he always makes sure to take such good care of you afterward, his precious, perfect girl. After all, he loves you more than anything.

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♡ send me a tea prompt + a character i write for ♡

[mcscouty]

talk about salem on the oil rig. are any of his party members there too or is it just him and a bunch of other grizzly bear type guys in the middle of the ocean

I think the funniest thing is I DID ask my dnd party what they thought their character's modern day jobs would be:

Frederick: "the twink at a retail job who doesn't do anything and doesn't get fired for some reason"

Yerafyn: "in between online astrologist, working at a cafe that's a tarot shop, or nepo baby who interns at a magazine she doesn't take seriously, or an actress in plays held in like random parks" I think it was just decided that Yera might be a nepo baby who does all of the above which. Love that for her.

Maeve: I think it was determined she's doing what she does in canon timeline (traveling and helping people)

So like. In short. I think there's a possibility they're all localized to the same town/city Salem's in? But it's probably mostly Salem with a bunch of random grizzly bear type guys.

Like. Not to say my first thought was Salem having sweaty dirty sex with the other guys at his job but. It kind of was.

But truly in my heart of hearts I think he'd be too depressed to get it up in a reality where he's working on an oil rig. LIKE. Putting Salem in a modern AU is like making Porter a teacher... He lacks enrichment. And a proper way to run away from his grief over his family.

I love Salem this is my opportunity to put him in the worst timeline possible. He'd definitely be an alcoholic. He'd be making as few connections as possible, probably dodging Alfie attempting to convince him to get back together with them, definitely does not have hobbies for his off time, and is probably living in an apartment that is peak "we need so little to make us happy" / "a bedframe would be nice" / "don't deserve one" male living spaces.

Like there is no in between for him in a modern AU... It's either gonna be that genre where the dude loses everything and ultimately ends up dying alone and nothing's changed OR he's the loser red flag romcom love interest who kind of but not really changes through the power of love.

I am so sorry I've no idea where this was going

Anyway. In short. I am microwaving him in this timeline. He's not happy. But. I think he could get fixed if the party was in the same town as him.

[ssspringroll]

⭐ it's loving other people oc's time ⭐ show me a pic you love of your oc(s) pretty please! 💜

bless you. bless you. i have been thinking about my boy incessantly for the last few days. i cant wait to see him again

yeah. he usually has his ass out. i dont know why either. he chooses this, not me.

[a-substantial-trash-pile]

This morning I said goodbye to my childhood dog, Kody. He was 18 years old. He was my baby. My best friend. My whole heart. I love him so much.

I remember the first time we met Kody at the animal shelter. He was actually named Tyra then because the staff had thought he was female. Then the first thing he did in our meet-n-greet was try to pee on my brother's leg, and the staff member with us at the time was like, "oops I think this may be a boy actually." So of course we had to take him. When my dad was signing the adoption forms, the desk person asked what he wanted to rename "Tyra" to since "Tyra" was actually a boy. My dad, put on the spot, just went, "uhhhhh Tyrone?" We still laugh about it to this day.

So my dog went from being a Tyra, to a Tyrone, and then to a Kody, because that was the name us kids wanted. I remember the way we thought that name up was because we watched a lot of the Disney show "Suite Life of Zack and Cody" at that time. But we changed the "C" to a "K" because in our kid minds it made the name cooler and more unique.

Kody was a weird little guy. He had a lot of anxiety, which meant he fit right into our family. He didn't get along with many dogs unless they were old and calm and it took him a while to warm up to strangers. When he went on walks, he would have to go and pee on every tree we came across, even though he had nothing left in the chamber and was just doing the motions. He liked to climb on top of the couch and the loveseat and nap there. He liked to nap in warm piles of fresh laundry and patches of sunlight too. We always joked that he acted more like a cat than a dog. When I tried giving him bones or chews, all he'd do was roll on them and then go stuff them under the couch or behind a shelf without chewing them. Actually, Kody was pretty picky with his food in the early days. Maybe because my mom kept giving him table food. But as he got into senior age, he got less picky. Kody also loved getting nightly scratches from my dad. He'd lay in my dad's lap and get so relaxed from the scratching. I'd get a little jealous because I couldn't get Kody to stay in my lap as long as my dad could.

The only command we ever managed to teach Kody was "sit" and he was real good at it if he knew you had a treat in hand. However when he got older and began developing dementia as well as gradually loosing his sight and hearing, he lost the command. The first time I realized he didn't know how to sit anymore, I cried. The first time I realized that Kody didn't know how to wag his tail anymore, I cried. Watching him deteriorate from what he once was, watching the shine in his eyes become dull and cloudy, watching as he gradually lost the ability to do more and more things... it was so painful.

Last night Kody came over to me and laid his head in my lap and fell asleep. It was the first time he had done that in months. I just sat there and pet him and cried. Now I can never pet him or hold him or kiss him on the head again. And it feels so unbearably, unimaginably painful. I can barely comprehend it. It feels like I'm in a nightmare. It feels like my heart's been ripped out of my chest. It feels like a part of my world is ending. But I know I will be okay eventually. I have to be.

Kody, you were a very good boy. The best dog/cat/rat in the world. I'm going to miss hearing your little feet pitter-pattering across the floor. I'll miss your barking when the doorbell rings. Your excited whines in the car. How you would roll on your back for belly rubs. The way you would burrow under the blankets or just shove them around until you made a nest. Your snores and funny twitches when you're deep asleep. How your fur was soft on top your head and then got coarser on your back. How big and round your eyes were. I'm going to miss it all so much. I hope you know how loved you are. And I hope we meet again someday. Thank you for everything, Kody. I love you.

[aimedis]

redacted asmr headcanons pt. 6

-angel definitely has one of those shirts that says ‘angel’ on it

-asher calls baabe sexy on a regular basis

-lasko has a super bad fear of horror films and games (will start crying)

-the pack played fnaf once and all you could hear was screaming from milo, tank, and asher and laughter from angel, sam and sweetheart (david and baabe literally almost fell asleep on each other) 

-lovely makes vincent tea and reads to him when he’s sad (*being pouty) 

-angel used to have an eating disorder (still reverts to old habits sometimes but is recovered) ((when they struggle with eating, david holds their hand and talks them through it))

-freelancer speaks french and makes fun of damien (in french) for being so poor at it all the time ((damien: "bro shut up?" freelancer: "do you know how to say that in french, huh?")) -(damien and freelancer are so siblings coded)

-darlin’ and sam slow dance around the house all the time (in the kitchen when sam’s cooking, in their bedroom right before they go to sleep, after they wake up, in the hallways etc.)

-freelancer is really good at acting like they’re sad when the boys tease them so they (huxley and dear) feel bad ((they just have to pout once and curl into themselves before huxley is hugging them and making the others apologize)) -(they're the youngest in the group so they get teased a lot) 

-sweetheart isn’t particularly known for taking care of themselves and whenever they complain about any health issue they’re having, david is quick to point that out (sweetheart: “my stomach hurts” david: “your stomach hurts because you don’t eat properly at the proper times or-“ sweetheart: “shut the actual fuck up david, I didn’t ask”)

-damien is such a shithead to everyone, even huxley and sometimes he forgets that huxley is shameless when talking back or “returning the energy” to people. damien will poke fun at him and act surprised when huxley starts attacking (tickling) him

-asher has a fear of needles but he got a tattoo in memory of gabe

-sam cried in darlin’s arms for hours after the inversion

-after the inversion, david flat out refused to let asher out of his sight until he was at home safe with his mate (drove him home when they couldn't pick him up, even when asher insisted he could drive himself home)

bonus +

-darlin’ is the only one who calls sam “samuel” 

-I just know kody reeks

-at random moments angel and asher would just be like “i can’t wait to get married” with little smitten smiles on their faces even before they got engaged (it’s too cute for anyone to give them shit for it) 

-asher's big sister was his favorite person for years (she's tied with david for second favourite after baabe) ((david sees her as the sister he never had)) -(think of asher and madelyn as the "i'm a big dog, i do big dog shit" older/younger sibling audio on tiktok)

[ayeyolooo]

Memory lane

This is part 2 part one is here!

Please excuse any grammatical errors 😥!

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"MAN ION LIKE BOYS BUT who was that fine ass boy you was talking to at the mall yesterday n/n?" London asked. "Oh he's someone from middle school." You shrugged and smiled.

"One of them kids that made you leave?" You nodded. You clacked your nails together as london mugged you. "No no he was the one who made them stop." You said defending armin.

"Ohhh okay." She said. "I'm happy that you found someone my love." She said smiling and wrapping you into a hug. Paris was sleeping cuddling with your dog kody who was also sleeping.

"I wanna see how they look now." You mumbled and laid on your stomach before opening instagram and clicking armin's page. You scrolled on his page.

"But maybe imma see them later." You said. "Girl you over there worried bout them,youn got nothing to be worried bout." London said. "Okay?" London asked. "Okay." You said clicking your phone off. "Now let's go do summm." She said smiling and getting off of your bed. She grabbed your beats pill speaker and grabbed your phone. She unlocked it and clicked shuffle on your playlist.

'Run tha streetz.' By Tupac started to play as you both of you starting singing. "YOU COULD RUN THE STREETS WITH YOUR THUGS ILL BE WAITING FOR YOUUUUUU." The both of you began singing outloud and laughing.

London went on her Instagram and began to go live.

User1: ouuuu who is thaaaat?

3rennn joined.

Mi.mikasa joined.

Meelasplayhouse: ouuuuu she reall prettyy.

"I know right!" London said bringing your face into the camera. You just smiled and lip synced to the song.

Armin.alert joined.

"Ohhh y/n there go your mannnnn." She said as you jerked your head back before looking closer to the phone and seeing that armin joined. Your face went hot as you just sucked your teeth."Girl that's not my mannnn." You said. "Yet." She whispered.

Niseyuserlol: whoooooo!?

^gossipqueennn: that basketball player armin alert.

Jaecomments: no way she talks to armin alert.

"That's cause I don't." You said throwing some hair over your shoulder.

You pulled your pants up and buckled them finally after jumping just to get them up. You took a breath out and just laid on your bed out of breath. "Lord have mercy." You sighed out and stood up before you walked to your dresser and grabbed a shirt and slid it on.

You walked to your closet and grabbed your jordan 4's before abusing your finger trying to put your shoe on.

You grabbed your bookbag and threw some blank journals, a binder,some mechanical pencils pens and some paper in it. You grabbed your France fragrance perfume by Victoria secret and sprayed some on you before placing it into your bookbag.

You grabbed a hoodie and made your way downstairs. You seen your mom throwing last minute things into her purse before looking up and seeing you.

"Oh hey baby you look beautiful as always." She said kissing your forehead. "Thank you ma." You said cheesing. Your mom grabbed her phone and held it up. "I need my pictures,this your last year mama." She said.

You groaned. "Maaaaaaaaa." She shook her head. "Ion wanna hear it,now pose." You did a pose with a fake smile and she clicked the button making the flash shine bright in your eye. Your eyes watered as she took a thousand more pictures.

"Okay ma. It's getting late." You said looking at your Apple Watch. "Okay fine."she said smiling at the pictures she did get. "Ahhhh my baby got so big." She said. You sat in the front with her as she started the car and backed out of the driveway. "Okay here's your schedule,just ask around and someone would point to where you have to go okay?" Your mom said handing you your schedule. You nodded before taking it from her.

You looked at it and scanned for your first class. "Psychology." You read outloud. You walked around asking for directions as everyone pointed to where your class was. Your heart was beating out of your chest as you knocked on the door.

Someone opened it as your heart was beating out of its chest as you walked to the teachers desk. She had glasses with a ponytail and a green suit on.

"Hello." She greeted as she took your schedule. She scanned it and nodded. "Okay you can sit in this group right here." She pointed to a group that had one seat missing. You nodded "thank you ms...." You trailed off you her name. "Oh it's hanji! Don't worry students always have a hard time pronouncing my name." She said smiling.

You just gave her a little smile before you turned and made your way to the back where you sat down in the seat drawing attention to yourself. "My goodness she's so pretty." One of the girls whispered to the other who just nodded in agreement.

"Y/n?" You heard someone call you. "You looked around and seen the familiar blonde. "Armin?" You asked scooting over to him and hugging him.

"Wait your name is y/n? As in y/n l/n?"the boy with a buzz cut asked as you nodded hesitantly. All of their eyes widened and their jaws dropped.

"Pick ya jaw up off the floor before someone step on it." Armin said mugging them. "How do you know that?" You asked them tracing your forearm tattoo. "Um I'm Connie,that's mikasa,Jean,Sasha and eren." Your body went hot as your eyes widened.

"My bad man we didn't mean to run you away." Connie apologized. You just shooed it off. "You good,I just hope that we're passed that point." Everyone eagerly nodded as you just chuckled. "You're so fine." Jean said as you just smiled. "Thank you." You said. Armin just chew on his inside cheek.

"Okay class so we're going to be talking about the mind responds to different things." Hanji said titling the board. "Make sure you take good notes and use a pen,do not write with a pencil in my class." Hanji said pushing her glasses up and turning around.

"Y/n." Armin lightly nudged you. "Hm?" You asked looking at him. "You're left handed?" He asked looking at you holding your pen. You just chuckled and nodded yes. "That's so cool." He said with a pearly smile.

His pink plumped lips looked so kissable right now. "Wanna go catch up wit you." He said. You nodded "yeah when?" You said bouncing your leg up and down. "Today after school." You nodded. "Yeah but you gotta come get me cause ion gotta car yet." He nodded his head. "Ight imma come get you around what? 5:30?" He asked. You nodded. "Bett." He smiled.

My kitty kitty meow meow is not meowing right now. It's growling,barking and waterfalling. Heyyy do you like hello kitty cause my kitty wanna say hi to you lollll.

His nose is so rideable. I can see his abs though his shirt. I should ask him what size shoe he wear for research purposes..

"Y/n you good?" He asked you "I'm good." You cleared your throat and continued to write the notes down.

"Okay so now that we're done with the notes! Please review with your partner what you've taken down. And exchange some information between the two. After that please give me two examples of the different types of responses and stimulus's" hanji said writing on the Promethean board.

You were sitting beside Sasha and armin. "Hiiii." She exitedly waved as you smiled and returned her wave. "Okay so I'm just going to let you know nowww,I'm INLOVE with you." She said. You just laughed and covered your mouth. "Thank you." You said barring your false eyelashes at her.

"Girl I'm so serious." She said with a serious expression before the both of you buses out laughing. "Na I'm just playing but wanna work with me?" She asked. "Yeah sure." You said.

Both you and Sasha exchanged socials and phone numbers before getting to know eachother. Hanji had to ask you two to quiet down more than once,which was horrible due to the both of you laughing out loud.

"So what's something you've been interested in?" Sasha asked you as the wrote down the answers "I've learned how to do hair." You replied as you worked.

"Ohhh that's niceee,I know how to do nails." She said showing you. You gasped and grabbed her hand as you looked at her nails. "Girllll these are so cuteeeeeee." You said looking at her short nails that were black French tipped with little planets on it.

"These $45 for you ma." She said with a little wink. "Ouuuuuuu." You covered your mouth from being excited. "So y/n..." Connie drew attention to you as they all started asking you questions until class was over with.

You placed your things in your bookbag and you looked up to see Sasha waiting for you at the door. You just smiled as you walked next to her. "I didn't think you was going to wait for me." You took your beats out and placed them around your neck. "Why?" She giggled out. "Becauseeeee." You trialed off.

"Listen I'm truly sorry for how we all treated you in middle school,but I promise you that we aren't like that anymore." You just played with your lanyard that held your id in it. "Okay." You said with a small smile.

She wrapped her arm in with yours and walked with you to where everyone was. "Y/nnnnnn!" Connie said running up to you.

This was honestly so weird. "Yes?" You asked looking for Armin.

[ghostiequill]

Mihawk x Reader Arranged Marriage pt 2 The Reluctant Host

(featuring even more jealous Mihawk >:3c)

“Is this truly necessary-like do we need his help at all?” Koby questions as he picks at the bottom of his uniform “I mean Mihawk is a dangerous warlord”

“There are things in life and in the Marines that you won’t enjoy, but they must be done.” Garp replied, growing irritated at the boy’s insistence. He’d heard this argument about a hundred times as they trudged the climb up to Mihawk’s manor.

Helmeppo, to his credit, stayed quiet, only gently bumping Koby’s shoulder and offering a small smile in reassurance

When they got to the ornate castle door, Garp raised his fist and knocked, the sound echoing through the small clearing

There was nothing but uncomfortable silence for a couple of moments before the door cracked open. Instead of meeting the annoyed face of the dangerous warlord, they were shocked to find you in your dressing gown, smiling brightly

“Hi, can I help you?” you asked, looking at their uniforms and laughed, “Ah, you must be looking for Mihawk! He's away at the moment, but please come in! You must be exhausted from travel”

The trio stood stunned for a moment before Garp recovered first, “Thank you miss” and nodded his head for the other two to follow him inside

Koby and Helmeppo hesitantly followed inside “This feels like a trap” whispered Helmeppo

You flitted around from the foyer to the kitchen, to the drawing room balancing cups of tea and tiny plates of cake all the while. You started rambling to them excitedly, explaining that you rarely ever get guests and how excited you were to bring out the fancy china for them 

They all sat awkwardly listening to you ramble. 

Garp chuckled, “Well, I never took Mihawk for the hosting type, not did i expect such a warm welcome”

You laughed. “He's not as scary as most people think, he can be quite sweet at times” You smile as if reminiscing

“Well, i don't see why he wouldn't have more guests over if such a lovely thing like you would be here to greet them” Garp remarks, taking of sip of tea with a hum

“Well, i wouldn't want anyone taking her from me” a voice calls from the shadows

You gasp and start to run towards the figure of Mihawk before pausing and looking back at your guests bashfully before Mihawk grabs you and pulls you in for a searing kiss. 

When Mihawk finally pulls away, if looks could kill- Garp would be dead a hundred times over

“O-oh she's your-”

“My wife, yes” he states matter of factly, arm still around your waist as he his eagle eyes bore into Garp’s 

Kody and Helmeppo glance nervously between the couple and Garp, wondering whos going to make the next move

“I hear you have business with me, make it brief” Mihawk says starting towards where the group of marines were sitting

“I'll get you some wine, dearest” you say, kissing him on the cheek before leaving 

“Also, as far as the world is concerned, I have no wife. I trust no one will hear of that, for her safety” he states, no question 

“Of course,” Garp says, finally regaining his senses 

The rest of the meeting was filled with thinly veiled insults on Mihawk’s part,he still has not forgotten that they had come into his house unannounced and made themselves at home

As soon as they exited the door, you sighed

“Did you have to be so hard on him?” you ask, perching on the armrest of his seat

“They came into our home unannounced and I’m supposed to be kind to them” he raises an eyebrow

You smile and run his fingers through his thick curls. He sighs and leans into you, all of his frustration leaving his shoulders at his darling wife’s touch. He loved nothing more than to stay by himself, until you-the light of his life, the holder of his heart, and the shoulder he could lean on when his mission took more out of him than he would care to admit.

He loathed being away from you during his missions. He was never one for a crew, or close friends, but you-you were his one solace, your touch could soothe his muscles and psyche better than any balm

“You are too good to them, my heart” Mihawk says

You laugh “Showing basic kindness and hospitality is too kind?”

He grunts into your side, “They waltz into my home unannounced and take advantage of my wife’s kindness-no, I will not be kind to them”

“I guess that means I won't be inviting Garp or his little trainees back for tea?” you tease

He looks up from your side and glares at you as you laugh

“Come on, I’ll run us a bath” you move to walk away but an iron grip around your waist keeps you in place

You lean in for a kiss, putting action into words neither of you can say, for how can you put into words how your heart is full every time you just see him, or how the safest he's ever felt was in your arms?

“Stay with me?” he asks softly, looking up at you

“Always” you reply running your hand along his jaw

Thank you to @bun-z-bakery for being my beta reader :3

[theunderneath]

One Piece

Yandere Strawhats poly relationship (Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Nami, Robin, Usopp, Franky, Brook, Jimbei / Headcannon / EDITED )

What Whitebeard pirate commanders am I comfortable writing for? (Marco, Ace, Thatch, Izou / my own options / EDITED)

FANNON VRS CANNON ( Shanks, Kid, Law / criticism of the series )

Plontonic Whitebeard Crew + a few other series (The first ask / More / Vagabond Darling 1 / Vagabond Darling Ideas 2 / the Strawhat Pirates / Vagabond Darling Ideas 3 / A Little Meme about Vagabond Darling / Kids, Shanks, and Donquixote Crew)

Kaku falling for a fem Strawhat Pirate Darling (Headcanon / EDITED)

Jimbei Yandere alphabet (

Jinbei getting his human S/O pregnant with his child (Headcannon / EDITED)

Yandere Mihawk and Doflamingo punishing their darling by mistake (Headcannon / EDITED)

Yandere Mihawk and Doflamingo with a blind darling (Headcanon / EDITED)

Yandere Zoro punishing his Darling (headcanon / EDITED)

Platonic Yandere ASL Brothers with a closed-off sister Darling (Headcanon / EDITED)

Yandere One piece characters with a Mink Darling (Headcanon / Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , Part 5 , Part 6 / EDITED)

Sanji and Coby react to their crush asking them out before they can (Headcanon / EDITED)

Yandere Marco, Katakuri, Sabo, and Ace with a chubby reader who is very insecure and introverted (Headcanon / EDITED)

Yandere Doffy and Law with a Darling who is dealing with depression after being taken (Headcanon / EDITED)

Yandere Shanks kidnaps his Darling but she part of Whitebeard's crew (Headcanon / EDITED)

Yandere Nami with a Darling that's a human map (Headcanon / EDITED)

Which one piece yandere would be most hurt by their Darling saying "I'm not mad, just disappointed" (Headcannon / EDITED)

Yandere Crocodile and Law plan out their darling's kidnapping only for them to agree to come with them without a fight (Headcanon / EDITED)

Koby, Shanks, and Vivi react to their Darling dying in their sleep (Headcanon /

Yandere platonic father Doflamingo and Sengoku that been drugging their daughter Darling, who gets saved by Law (Headcanon /

Yandere Mihawk and his virgin Darling NSFW (Headcanon / EDITED)

Nami, Law, Kody Darling flinch when they try to touch them? (Headcanon /

Reiju Vinsmoke, Smoker, Mihawk with a Darling that has heterochromia (Headcanon /

Yandere Luffy (Cringe old Art)

Yandere Corazon (Cringe old Art)

[bazpire]

Unpopular opinions about redacted Audio (if I get cancelled, remember me as the sexy, hot, smart little nuisance I used to be)

I do not hate any of the characters that are normally hated, because I just don't care about them.

Kody? Whatever, he was a prop, barely a character.

Adam? Incel vibes, grosses me out.

Alexis? I wish she had more screen time and more development because there is so much potential. She clearly is more than just shitty bitchy vampire princess.

Cutie? To be completely honest, Geordi is kind of unnerving on his lack of action and communication, no wonder they felt like they had to read his mind (not an excuse, still awful behaviour, but fucking hell man)

That doesn't mean that I love them or that I love every character. Of course, there are characters that I dislike! Like Porter and... no, I think that's it, I just heavily dislike Porter for no other reason than because he was mean to Vincent. Vincent isn't even my favourite. Sam also gave me the ick. For no reason, he just did, I go "ew" every time I hear him (lol, sorry, I really don't have a reason. I just randomly got the ick)

Also the whole fandom has a moral problem. I mean that there are people here that ride a moral high horse for enjoying/not enjoying something that's fictional.

You don't like the caller because he's a yandere, but because he's a good character? Perfect! But don't be out here bragging about it feeling better than people that do like him because he's a yandere.

Also people hating on others for simping for characters that they deem bad. Like Blake.

Please, one real problem I ask of you.

I love y'all, but some of y'all have not had an actual problem like ever and it shows. Please, be so for real.

Anyway, that was it! At the end of the day this is all silly goofy and none of the characters are real and it does not affect reality (and if it does, it isn't fault of the creator or other fans, some people can't separate fiction from reality and that is responsibility of those specific people to handle themselves in the Internet. It is not the responsibility of fans that can and do.)

Kisses and be safe, remember that I'm just another person on the Internet and my opinions, as much as you agree or disagree with them, do not change your life in any meaningful way!

[righteous-r0de0]

i saw a bunch of other people doing this so

random redacted headcanons!

- vincent can’t handle spicy food very well, even post-turning

- ivan hates fishing

- david loves egg salad sandwiches with hot sauce (it’s his favorite comfort food)

- caelum has never had cotton candy and freelancer is pretty sure if he ever did, he would implode

- gavin doesn’t like snow

- lasko on the other hand LOVES spicy food and testing his tolerance to certain things

- damien doesn’t drink coffee or tea or energy drinks, this man is just out here raw-dogging life

- kody still tries to look at all the damn crew’s socials, even though they all have him blocked

- huxley (opposite of damien) gets his caffeine anyway he can but his favorite are the caffeine pouches (similar to zyns (these are also my favorite))

- asher loves watching mma fights and tries (gently) to recreate the moves on babe (“i could have dropped you just then! you gotta keep your guard up!”)

- james “i’m exploding you with my mind” redacted

- marcus begged his mom for a mohawk in middle school but he didn’t have the right texture hair for it and she refused to buy him all the hair gel necessary to make it a real mohawk so they just had to shave his head (kids thought he had lice)

- anton loves sending and receiving physical mail. he knows it’s impractical in comparison to texting or calling, but he loves it

- ollie has a favorite blanket, pillow, and set of sheets. he’s very particular about his bedtime routine

- elliot however could drop anywhere at anytime. and that’s nothing to do with him being a dreamwalker. he’s just a fantastic sleeper

- brachium has never had candy, but he’s curious about it

- avior really really likes classical music and it’s brought him to tears multiple times (especially jupiter comp. by gustav holst iykyk)

- milo holds the door open for everyone whenever he can. sweetheart once thought he was following them for like fifteen minutes but he was still stuck at the door

- cam loves fresh produce and is a frequenter of any local farmers market

- blake had a phase in middle school and early high school where he was super patriotic and right-wing leaning and he hates when people bring it up

- aaron actually knows most of the shaw pack boys. he tried to hire them for an event before realizing they were an empowered company. david thought he knew

- sam showed pigs and sheep when he was younger. he kinda misses it but he doesn’t have the room for livestock anymore

- vega in all his years of existing both in aria and on earth has never been truly hugged

- before falling, regulus lived on earth with his charge. they had two cats

- xavier used to travel ridiculous amounts of miles to go to food festivals around the country. he took the team with him once or twice

- geordi never deleted any pictures of him and cutie. he’s still hopeful that things will work out and he doesn’t want to get rid of older memories with them

- guy was friends with a lot of the unempowered boys in school, but lost touch with them in college

- morgan is very into hair-care. his shower looks like an apothecary shop full of mystery vials and oils. he knows what everything is and how to use it though.

- porter loves classic literature and translating latin to english. it’s one of the few hobbies he allows himself to have

- hush once traipsed into doc’s apartment, mud up to his knees and all over his face and hands, holding a bull frog. he only came to ask what it was.

[kenananamin]

Nanami watching a reality show

a very short list of hcs about nanami kento watching a reality show bc i was watching jersey shore, the hills, and sister wives and wondered what he would think about those shows and reality shows in general lol enjoy!

always avoided watching them bc gojo gave him enough drama and he did not want more

passes you the control and tells you to put whatever you'd like since he was gonna finish his report and read his newspaper for a bit

you put on a reality show, and he doesn't do it but he feels like groaning just from hearing the cast speak

he's a quarter of the way in one section of the newspaper when he hears some of the juiciest comebacks he has ever heard in his life

he doesn't lift his head the whole way but he watches the tv for a bit under his eyebrows

the thing is, nanami is a lowkey chismoso aka nosy

he skims through the rest of the newspaper and closes it and leans back w you to watch. you ask if he wants to change it and get ready to pass him the remote but he stops you and says to keep watching it bc he's getting up in a bit to make lunch anyways

does not get up to make lunch, y'all end up ordering in and nanami asks who each person is 10 times before finally (kinda) remembering names and understanding the dynamics

he'll shake his head and quietly mumble, "damn, that so messy" or "why would anyone in their right mind do that?"

is very shocked at half the things they do or say, but tries to hold in his laughter when someone says something ridiculous

quickly has nicknames for the cast and has his favorites

strongly dislikes the instigator and sits on the edge of the couch when someone stands up to them... but also looks forward to what the instigator does next

watches 90 day fiancé w you and grunts about the episode length but quietly watches... and enjoys

watches 90 day fiancé the other way and enjoys the way americans complain

can only watch a bit everyday and compares reality shows to medication, can only do so much at a time

will later ask which shows you've watched and looks them up when he's alone

will give you updates on the casts after looking them up on social media. "did you know she got married? i think they'll cover that in the next season?"

takes mental notes of contradictions and reminds you of these contradictions during the reunions

feels himself getting irrationally upset at some of these people and has to remind himself it might be scripted

will eventually ask if you'd like to watch a more wholesome reality show to balance out the dramatic ones

later falls into the hole of survival shows

gets a bit sulky if you watch the shows without him

hates to admit that he wants to get back home and watch one of these shows

quietly asks if you'd like to have a weekly reality show day w him where you can relax all day (or most of it at least) and have snacks, order in and just watch watch and comment on these shows

these end up being one of his favorite moments of the week w you, snuggling and enjoying brain rotting television

extras about certain shows:

prays that angelina is removed from the shore house, that sammi and ron separate for their own good, and mike gets the help he needs (is happy when it all happens except for when angelina comes back in the family vacation spin-off)

lowkey wants to rewatch the hills after the ending leaves him wondering how scripted the entire show was (you go back to explain the drama behind that and how it was mtv poking fun at it all)

has given up on trying to learn the names of the kids in sister wives. knows their faces, not their names. feels like he has personal beef with kody. wants to catch up on all recent drama.

[dawn-moths]

Hellooooooo can I please ask for your thoughts on numbers 15, 25, and 44 from the prompt thingy for tomura?? Love your blog btw ❤️

helloooo~ yes you absolutely can!

it got a little long so i'm putting it under the cut <3

15. what kind of sense of humor do they have? or do they have one at all?

so i don't think it comes to a surprise to anyone that tomura's sense of humor is incredibly dark. i think he'd find certain satirical things amusing. i don't see him as the self-deprecating type because i think he'd see making himself the punchline a sign of weakness. but yeah. i think his sense of humor is very sick and twisted and dark. he probably laughs in the face of things that are really fucked up and has everyone else looking at him in a way that's either offended or concerned.

in the "x reader" realm of this, i think your guys humor would have to match up in some respect. maybe you'd mumble something cynical, albeit amusing, under your breath in response to something you witnessed or something someone else said and tomura would be the only one close enough to hear you. at first he might look at you in a way that spoke to the fact he didn't expect that kind of comment out of you, but ultimately he'd crack a smile and take it as an invitation to start to joke around you, seeing just how far he could go before even you were like, "ok, too far."

25. do they have a daily/nightly routine?

i don't see tomura as being the type to abide by any kind of self care routine. he's probably just a "ok, do the bare minimum and brush my teeth" kind of person, and that's on a good night. however, once you're in the picture some of your habits might start to rub off on him, even if at first he might find some of the things you do pointless or strange.

he lingers in the bathroom one night to continue conversing with you while you wash your face, slowly falling into a trance as he watches you care for your skin, applying your moisturizers or other nighttime products after gently washing away the day with a warm washcloth.

after this watching becomes a routine in and of itself between the two of you, one night you offer to give him the same treatment. at first, he acts like he wants no part of it, gives an excuse that he only stays behind to watch you so the two of you can keep talking, but you knows that's no longer true.

after some convincing, he huffs out an indignant, "fine..." and allows you to kneel down between his knees as he sits on the closed toilet seat, securing his unruly silver waves out of his eyes and away from his forehead so you have ample room to work. tomura mutters a comment about how he'll only let you do this to him the once, but as you begin, the warm washcloth soothing his skin and causing some of the tension he carries in his neck and shoulders to sag, you have a feeling he's going to want to take those words back.

you know your skin products won't cure him. they probably won't even make a difference to his dry patches in the long term, but still, it's not about fixing anything for him as it is about simply soothing, even if just for a short while. your moisturizing oils become his favorite, their natural scents lulling him as he lets his eyes fall closed, wispy white lashes fanning over his scarred cheeks, focusing on the way your fingers feel as they gently massage the oils into his skin.

he never tells you he likes it. he never thanks you. but you know by the way he relaxes under your tender touch and meticulous care that he appreciates it nonetheless. he never has to ask if you'll do this for him. every night, following you completing the routine on yourself, you repeat it on him. you'd do just about anything to help give him even a little bit of the relief he's too proud to admit he craves.

44. who, if anyone, would they trust with their deepest secrets?

i think tomura is the type to hold a lot (almost everything, in fact) inside and confide in very few people, if any at all. if he's going to tell anyone something he considers a "secret" though, it's likely going to be kurogiri first. the man has been tomura's caretaker for so long, in so many ways he's probably the closest thing to a real father tomura is ever going to know. and the thing about kurogiri is that he can keep a secret exceptionally well, especially if tomura gives the cautionary "don't tell this to anyone" warning.

tomura likes to try and work out as much on his own as possible, though, sometimes, (like when he first meets you, perhaps, and doesn't quite know how to go about his new feelings for you) he likes to bounce certain ideas off of kurogiri. when all his thoughts, theories, and worries get too tangled up in his head, he'll wander down to the bar late at night, take a seat, and just start to ramble. it's a gradual breaking open of the true problem at hand. he starts with a lot of hinting at things, talking around things, but kurogiri's directness is often quick to identify the real issue and pull it from all the side-stepping and avoidance that tomura might find himself lost in.

but, and the most important part of these exchanges, kurogiri is able to lead tomura to certain conclusions that make tomura feel as if he thought of it all on his own. it keeps tomura confident and kurogiri just wants to see tomura succeed. however, once he feels he can trust you enough, tomura does start confiding in you. and it's not even that you give him advice or help him sort things out. it's more so that he feels like letting you in on some of these thoughts makes the two of you feel like a team. it makes the burden of holding it all feel a little less heavy. it's probably as close to vulnerability as he's going to get. so you listen. you offer your own thoughts on the matter from time to time. but, above all else, you just want him to continue feeling like you're a safe place for him to turn to whenever he needs it.

send me a character i write for + a prompt from this list ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

[0sincerelyella]

request: I was thinking a Disney trip with the team, and Andrei and the reader get closer and the team teases Andrei about it?

Lover Boy ~ Andrei iosivas

Summary: Andrei and the team go on a team bonding retreat to disney, they each get to take a spouse or loved one and andrei brings his girlfriend, y/n, who has never met the team unlike the other girls have. she lives across the country, and hasn’t seen andrei in a long time. this vacation will be one to remember

notes: AHHH i love love love andrei iosivas guys

(THE TOUNGE??????)

Y/n excitedly wheeled her bag into paycore stadium with andreis hand into her own. “You seem happy beautiful” he smiled, spinning her. she smiled. “i am!” andrei couldn’t keep his eyes, or his hands, off of y/n. he hadn’t seen her in months. he has been so busy with football that he hasn’t been able to see his girl at all, he hasn’t been angry at her for not coming to his games, in time she will make it to every single one. but for now he only has to be patient.

he walks with her, she never leaves his side as they make their way to the team. “Hey guys” he greets, stepping into the huddle of team members, to which y/n steps back.

she watches as the large group of tall men all huddle together laughing, smiling, cracking jokes. she’d watched them play football together a thousand times, only now was she seeing the real chemistry they had. she watched as joe and jamar did some weird handshake and some of the other man children goof off around them. y/n stands away, too afraid to interfere and even more afraid to speak to the spouses and other family members.

tianna robbillard, cody fords wife, noticed. tianna and olivia made their way over to y/n with wide, bright, welcoming smiles. “hi! your andreis girlfriend?” y/n smiled shyly. “yeah, my names y/n!” she greeted. tianna pulled her into a tight hug, giving her the warmest welcome.

andrei watched from his group as y/n made friends with the wives and girlfriends of the team. he smiled.

this team and job were so very important to him, and so was y/n. the fact that he could share this with her was so heartwarming to him.

the plane ride was definitely a different experience for y/n. she sat with tianna and olivia so that andrei could have his time with his guys, but he sat in the isle seat next to her isle seat so that they could still talk to each other, as they all joined in on a huge conversation

it was like a class took a field trip and everyone was bonding with everyone.

after the plane ride, y/n and andrei reunited at the hotel, dropping bags off to their own room, getting to spend nights together for the first time in months. y/n and andrei made their way to the lobby, laughing and giggling together. y/n jumped on andreis back as he runs through the halls like children.

when the two made it with the others jamar was giving andrei a look. “hey lover boy, get over here” y/n smiled, jumping off andreis back. “when’s it my turn for a piggy back ride?” joe asks, a happy smile covering his face as he held his arms around olivia’s shoulders. tianna walks over to y/n, a new found best friend. “i’m stealing you from yoshi” she says, to which andrei testifies “no no!” he grabs y/ns arm, while tianna grabbed the other, fighting over who rode with y/n first. kody shook his head. “your both over the age of 25, your acting ten” he sighed, picking tianna up over his shoulder and the group was on the bus to disney.

andrei keeps his arm over y/ns shoulder the entire walk into disney and around, each ride that was chosen was an argument on who got to ride where. y/n even once got a ride with joe burrow, him claiming “i want to see why everyone thinks riding with her is so fun” (he didn’t want to have to ride with jamar screaming in his ear anymore as olivia ride with evans wife)

y/n laughed and giggled like a child the entire time. at the end of the night FINALLY getting a ride with andrei. as the camera came up the two kissed down the mountain, preparing to cherish that photo for the rest of their lives.

andrei bought it, along with y/n buying every picture she took with the girls and some of the boys.

that night, at the hotel, andrei helped y/n in his arms as they layed on the bed together. “i love you y/n” he whispered, playing with her hair. he pulled her to his chest, humming in her ear. “i love you too yoshi boy” she smiled. andrei gave her a charming smile, his goofy charming smile. “you know, your gonna be a yoshi some day too”

“you have to ask me first” y/n said, flipping on her stomach to look into his eyes. his chest moved up and down as his eyes were half open. “just you be patient pretty girl, just you be patient” andrei had plans, no matter how much grief his team would give him, he had plans.

he held his girl tightly, as close as he could to make sure she was safe as he felt her drift off into her dream filled sleep. “my girl” he whispered, humming a soft lullaby into his happiness that layed in his arms.

his future wife, his forever, his always. the two melt together as sleep takes them both

no one can take their love away with no matter how many words they speak. their love is there own.

no one can take that away

[pmak2002]

As Sick as the Dog.

If there was one thing you hated after owning dogs for most if not all your life. It was when they’d pick the worst time to be sick,

Like at 1 in the morning.

You could hear the sounds of Kodak heaving getting ready to throw up and that got you out of bed fast. You found your three year of German Shepherd vomiting in the hallway but that wasn’t the end. After the puke. Kodak squatted like he was going to poop.

“No no no dog! Outside outside!” You tried to get him moving downstairs so you could get him in the yard. Of course he didn’t dare move and proceeded to have watery waste all over the floor.

You notice the hallway light flicker on and realize you freaking out over the dog woke Timothee.

“What’s going on? Ew Dog!” Timothee said upon seeing the dog’s mess.

“Get him out in the backyard can you? I’ll clean this up. Go keep an eye on him cuz he must have gotten into something. Go before we add to this mess ourselves.”

He nodded holding his nose. Gently encouraging the dog to go downstairs and to the back door.

You quickly grab cleaning supplies and clean the mess. You sigh with relief when you hear the back door open and hearing Timothee encourage Kodak to go out to potty in the yard.

Once the mess is cleaned you head downstairs and put on your slip on shoes and jacket to join Tim and the dog in the back.

“How’s he doing?” You ask.

Tim gestures to where Kodak is using the bathroom.

“Threw up again then peed, and now more poop. It’s disgusting.” He says.

“At least it not a baby or a kid.” You remark.

“I know but he can’t tell us he’ll be sick all over the floor. At least if it’s an older kid they can tell us before.” Tim points out.

“That’s true.” You say.

Kodak finally stops using the bathroom and sluggishly makes his way over to you both his head hung low.

“Aw doggie it’s ok.” You scratch the pup between the ears.

“You aren’t in trouble Kody.” Tim reassured him as he reached to pet Kodak too.

Kodak doesn’t look convinced. But follows you both inside and runs straight to his doggie water fountain.

“Poor thing was thirsty.” Tim says.

“Probably from the ordeal his stomach just put him through. Hopefully it’s a one off.” You say.

“You just jinxed it if it was.” Tim said.

You sigh and shake your head.

“Whatever at least he seems better now.” Tim said with a yawn.

Tim and you return to bed as Kodak flops on the floor and immediately falls asleep.

Both of you hope Kodak won’t wake you again.

Unfortunately Kodak’s sickness is not a one off thing.

By early morning you are exhausted from taking care of the dog and running him outside each time he’s about to get sick. Timothee however has slept in.

You had decided that because of how busy he had been you wouldn’t want him to be run ragged by a sick dog.

You decided to let Kodak fast for twenty four hours to see if it would help but made sure fresh water was available and once his stomach would settle.

You used a pre made chicken and rice meal made for dogs when they had stomach upset. You prepped that and put it in the fridge.

Kodak was acting lethargic and laying on his orthopedic dog bed looking sad.

You pet Kodak and try to reassure him.

Then you hear coughing coming from upstairs.

“Dad must be awake. You tell the dog. Then you hear a loud gag and retching.

Oh no not him too.

You rush upstairs to find Timothee heaving over the toilet in the master bathroom. He vomits harshly.

“Sympathetic puker hm?” You ask.

He shakes his head and pukes again.

You kneel next to him. Rubbing his back as he throws up.

When it stops he’s panting.

“Guess you’re as sick as the dog.” You tease.

“Mm babe it’s not funny. It hurts.” Tim whines.

You frown and feel his forehead when he turns to face you.

“Fever.” You proclaim as you grab toilet paper to wipe his mouth.

“Stomach flu most likely. any diarrhea?” You ask.

He nods sheepishly and rubs the back of his neck.

“Last night while you were out with Kodak for the tenth time. I got super gassy and had the shits.”

“Aw baby. Why didn’t you tell me?” You ask as you brush sweaty curls from his face.

He shrugs.

“Kodak was so sick and you were so tired. It wasn’t that bad I thought it was just because I had accidentally eaten something with spice that upset my stomach.”

“Oh Timmy. Come on let’s brush your teeth and get you into bed. I’ll set up the puke bucket. Ok?”

Tim cringed at the mention of the puke bucket.

You frown.

“I know you don’t like it babe but it’s either that or the bathroom all day.”

He nods and sighs softly.

You leave him in the bathroom to brush his teeth while you go fetch the puke bucket and a towel or two.

When you return to the bedroom though. The bathroom door is shut, you can hear the faucet and fan running. Despite the excess noise you can still hear Timothee groaning in pain.

You are just about to knock to check on him. When you hear gagging from Kodak downstairs.

You quickly set up the puke bucket and towel on Timothee’s side of the bed.

Then rush downstairs to usher Kodak into the yard so he can be sick in the grass.

You leave Kodak so he can stay out for a bit Incase he’s still vomiting or having diarrhea.

By the time you return to the master bedroom. Timothee is finally coming out of the bathroom arms around his stomach. Sweating buckets and looking as pale as a ghost.

He whimpers when he sees you.

“I’m sorry baby the dog was gonna get sick again and..”

Tim gags hard. You grab the puke bucket but he waves it away

“Sorry reflex.” He says tiredly.

You help him into bed and give him medicine and water. He slowly drinks it and takes the medicine. Before putting the cup on the nightstand.

“Cuddle and Tummy rub?” He asks weakly.

“Let me check on sicky puppy then I’ll cuddle ok? I need to let him in first.”

Tim nods and gets comfy in bed as you leave.

When you let Kodak inside the dog seems a bit more perky then before and you make sure he’s okay and then you return to Timothee.

Timothee whines and makes grabby hands at you.

You join him in bed and hold him tight and pepper his feverish face with kisses.

He giggles and smiles weakly.

Soon Kodak joins you both wanting love too.

“My sicky babies.” You giggle.

Tim makes a face

Kodak thumps his tail on the bed.

Soon all three of you fall asleep for a nice long nap.

Soon both boys felt much better and were back to their normal crazy selves.

[bumblehoneybee]

Siblings

No one likes a trip to the lab. Broken arms, frayed wires, all easily fixed in theory by the brilliant scientists that Playtime employs, but their bedside manner tended to be. . . lacking in comparison.

Yet for whatever reason, Dr. Stanton always has such trouble with the Capture twins. They’ve heard the stories of mean scientists, even experienced some stories for themselves, yet they never seem to care about being in the lab so much. Any roughness they receive from the scientists is always shot back, though sometimes it ends in punishment.

But solitary confinement doesn’t seem to bother them either. It certainly doesn’t sway them from being so rough on one another.

“Poly broke my eye again!” Kody shouts the moment he steps into Dr. Stanton’s office.

Dr. Stanton gives a long, weary sigh. Since when was she their primary caretaker? Didn’t Playtime hire people for that? “Poly? Is that true?”

“Yes. . .” Poly says slowly. Everyone remains quiet, waiting for inevitable follow up. “But not intentionally.”

Kody’s reels whir loudly. “NOT INTENTIONALLY MY ASS!”

“Not my fault you got in the way of our cartwheel competition!”

Dr. Stanton looks at her. “You can cartwheel?”

“Oh!” Kody wails, lamenting to the ceiling. Dr. Stanton just sighs again, already typing up the incident report. “Oh, my picture perfect face! Ruined! How will I ever go on camera again?”

“You can’t even record yourself.” Dr. Stanton comments dryly.

“You’re the only one you can’t record.” Poly agrees. “Besides, BB and I have always said you had a face for radio more than anything else.”

“BB??” Kody shrieks, struck. “BB!! Not BB!!!”

“Yeah-”

“You lie!”

“Enough!” Dr. Stanton snaps. The twins stop their bickering and stare at her. She feels very watched under their gazes, but she knows that Kody’s not recording, even as he whirs on in his anger. And Poly snaps when she takes photos, so any nervousness is unjustified. “If you want your eye fixed, Kody, then I suggest you calm down.”

“It’s Poly’s fault!” Kody whines, pointing to his sister. Poly just scoffs. “She always antagonizes me.”

“You’re the one that’s shouting murder!” Poly argues, crossing her arms over her chest. With several clicks, she lowers down to a shorter height, able to look Dr. Stanton in her eyes. Her arms are still long, however, which makes her look more cartoony than serious. “He’s overreacting to an accident, Doc-”

“Poly.”

“-and I wanna see you replace his eye! It always looks so cool and freaky-!”

“Hey!” Kody shouts. A headache blossoms in Dr. Stanton’s temples. “That’s my head you’re talking about! Gross, Poly! Why do you wanna watch her open my head??”

“Cause I wanna see how empty it is!”

“ENOUGH!” Dr. Stanton shouts. Both toys leap into the air, startled by the outburst. Dr. Stanton just shoves at Poly’s chest, forcing her out the door. “Get out! Get out you stupid fucking thing!”

Poly stumbles out the door, balance off kilter with her arms longer than her legs. Dr. Stanton doesn’t care, however, slamming the door shut behind her.

The silence that rings out afterwards is a sweet, sweet balm on the doctor’s frayed nerves. She didn’t sign up for this when applying to be a toy engineer. Toys aren’t usually supposed to talk and argue and bicker. Toys don’t usually need to be punished.

“Let’s fix your damn eye.” Dr. Stanton grumbles.

Kody just nods, still whirring away.

By the time Kody walks out, his eye is good as new. Poly says nothing, waiting until Dr. Stanton yells at them to leave and slams her door again before she joins his side.

“Well?” She asks, voice hushed as they make their way back to the Studio.

Kody pops his loading door open, revealing the bright teal tape. “It’s called a debrief for someone named Claire Harper. I dunno, but it’s gotta be important, right?”

“Most of the tapes so far have been.” Poly says. The pair pause, watching some scientists walk by. “Hiya! Want to settle an argument?”

“No.” They both say, hurrying off. Poly just shrugs at her brother.

“I’ll work on burning it tonight.” Kody says, flipping the door closed again. “I’ll return the copy tonight after you bust my leg.”

“Solitary confinement!” Poly waves a fist in the air. “Woo! Hopefully there will be bugs to document.”

“If they let you keep your film.” Kody agrees, a hand hovering his stomach. “I hope. . . Do you think these will help anyone?”

“They’re proof.” Poly says.

“If someone finds them.” Kody sighs, dropping his arm. “I’ll need to hide them really well so no one bad find them. Someone good needs to find them instead. Someone. . . Someone who’s gonna fix all this.”

“Our guardian angel.” Poly jokes.

“Our superhero in disguise!” Kody says, pretending to swoon. “Who knows! Maybe they’re here right now.” He pauses, glancing at the three feet that walk across the ground. “Maybe they’ll save us.”

Poly carefully curls her fingers around Kody’s. “Maybe they will.”

[empydoc]

i keep getting miku on my fyp so in honour of that:

which of the redacted boys like, are neutral/unaware of, or dislike hatsune miku?

* all personal opinion. if you disagree that’s completely ok!

forewarning: this post is a mess

who likes miku?

the biggest mf miku fans, in my humble opinion, would be geordi, guy & marcus. all for different reasons.

geordi actively likes miku songs, engages in fan works of miku, and is a generally big fan.

guy isn’t a miku fan because he likes her music or anything, but instead it’s because he finds her incredibly ‘iconic’ & interesting. he’ll sing her praises for the meme and insist she was the one who made minecraft.

marcus is simply a nutcase.

other miku fans include:

• gavin, who was introduced to vocaloid music by freelancer. he likes her a lot. caelum follows this same process.

• asher, who found good vocaloid music in his late teens & never really ‘grew out of it’. even so, i don’t think he’d ever tell other people about liking it unless asked prior.

• flyboi ivan feels like the type to have heard a song involving miku in passing and being like ‘damn this kinda hits’ and later finding it online and going down a rabbit hole (pun).

• lasko moore who’s been a huge fuckin fan for the longest time and, upon finding out freelancer enjoys hatsune miku as well, had to act Incredibly Normal

• elliott, who was introduced to it by his partner as well and started adding certain songs to his playlist over time.

• and anton, who either was recommended certain songs by his lover or heard in passing and found a liking for the ‘genre’.

who’s neutral/unaware of miku?

by neutral I mean ‘has no defined opinion’ & by unaware i mean ‘hasn’t heard/hasn’t identified any vocaloid/miku songs before’.

the biggest ‘meh’ people of miku in my opinion include blake, damien & david. all for different reasons, naturally.

blake has heard vocaloid, but finds since he doesn’t understand it necessarily (both as a language thing & a concept), there isn’t much to look into.

damien knows of hatsune miku, but it’s the case of being overexposed to it which causes him not to want to engage. maybe he just needs a bit of encouragement or recommendations?

angel certainly has listened to hatsune miku & enjoys it, but david isn’t necessarily interested. he doesn’t like or dislike it.

others neutral on miku include:

• camelopardalis, who’s been recommended songs but never really clicked with them

• huxley, who doesn’t really ‘get it’ the way he gets certain other music (but he isn’t opposed to listening more and forming a different opinion!)

• milo greer. man hasn’t found that song for himself

• ollie, who used to be a big fan but now finds that he doesn’t like newer songs compared to older songs.

those unaware of miku include:

• brachium.

• hush

• sam collins

• avior

• morgan kyne

• vincent solaire

who dislikes miku?

the biggest hatsune miku HATERS include hudson, kody & aaron. all for varying reasons.

hudson used to listen to miku songs so much that eventually he got sick of them and cannot listen to one without missing how it used to hit before. if anyone plays one unprovoked he’s immediately outta there.

kody, like the hater he is, just dislikes fun. dislikes miku as a character, as a vocalist, as a music tool, as everything. awful.

aaron never got it, and finds the ‘hype’ unnecessary. he’s never really gotten into that sort of music anyway.

others who dislike miku include:

• james. just doesn’t care, man (would be way different if his spouse liked her)

• adam, who i feel is the type of guy to only like one genre and detest every other genre ever.

• porter solaire, who heard one song & disliked it, so he didn’t delve into anything more

• regulus. idk. he just doesn’t like anything i think.

• vega. who cares???

other

alexis solaire finds a guilty pleasure in vocaloid. especially miku. specifically miku.

one time brian found marcus listening to vocaloid during work hours and just sighed

lasko vs kody: miku wars. who’s winning?????

that’s all 🦉