#like dear god... can't you people find something better to do than watch these people? ...like watch paint dry?

[medicinemane]

There's honestly... just so many people, just so so so so so many people in this world where I'm like... aren't you people tired of this fucking... you know, I was going to call them clowns but that's really disrespectful to clowns, these people could never get their face on an egg...

Anyway, aren't you tired of this childish jackass? Don't you just want to ignore them and never have to hear about them again? If we just ignored them they legitimately would go away... don't you want that?

And this applies to... just ungodly amounts of people, from jake paul to even elon musk (just... don't touch his shit, he'll run out of money eventually with how bad he is with it), to just... name an annoying famous person and you'll name someone I've literally forgotten right now that I could never have to hear about again if people would just ignore them (unless they committed crimes, investigators are welcome to pay attention while gathering a case)

Yet the answer's always "no, we're paying so much attention to them!" and I'm just like... why? Why would you watch jake paul box? I heard about that and was like "he's still doing that shit?", and yet I guess it made a lot of money yet again and it's just like... ignore him

These people could go away, and yet

[al1fers-haven]

"OH DEER"

Alastor x Vox's wife!reader

Part 1 - Part 1.5 (You're here!)

You had been at the hotel for a couple weeks now, completely ignoring the news and any form of technology that Vox could find you on, even trying to steer clear from going outside, to begin with after a couple of times trying.

You had bonded a lot with the fellow members of the Hazbin hotel, you and Angel had bonded the most it seemed. Both having worked with the Vees and had romantic and sexual relations with them, it brought you together. Especially when it came to the harder nights the porn star seemed to have because of Valentino. "So...what's your deal?" Husk looked towards you as you looked down at the margarita he had made for you about 12 minutes ago. Attempting to figure out what exactly was going on and why you were here to begin with.

"What? Oh- nothin' much. Trying to wrap my head around this whole.." You waved your hand around in the air. "Redemption thing?" Husk nodded, grabbing his own bottle of whiskey and sighing. "What? You really believe in it?" You shook your head no, giggling a little bit. "No, I've met heaven. They won't let any soul go through anytime soon unless it is someone really important. You would think if souls could be redeemed I wouldn't be here, right?" Husk sensed the slight tension at the mention of heaven. A small smile on your face. "I uh...yeahh..." He let out a small noise and opened his bottle. "Well, why are you here? Alastor got you on a leash?" You sat up at that. Suddenly getting a lot livelier at the mention of the radio demon. "Oh! No, he would never! Uhm...i ran into him on the street, we had a nice talk. He's helping me hide from my ex-husband." Husk deadpanned, pointing his bottle at you. "What?" You lifted your glass up and chuckled a bit behind it, rolling your eyes. "I seem to get that answer a lot...I ran into him after me and my husband had gotten into a huge fight. Luckily enough he is one of the many people Vox can't touch! So here I am..!" You laughed nervously. Watching as Husk got more and more confused. "You were married to Vox? as in the overlord Vox?" You deadpanned, running a hand through your hair as your smile dropped. "Well he wasn't 'Vox, head of Voxtech' when I married him! We go way back to the living world." He slowly nodded. "Is he uh....treatin you well then?" Husk took a sip of his whiskey, leaning against the table. "Oh! He's been a complete sweetie to me! Making me snacks, even getting me some new clothes from Cannibal Town!" Your cheeks grew more and more colorful as you spoke about the overlord. Take a flustered sip from your drink. "You don't-" You took a loud sip from the drink. Your face continued to get red as he stared at you. "You do!?" "Listen, its just a small thing! It ain't going anywhere...Just...having a couple dinners with the fella.." Husk rubbed his face. A shameful look on your face. "What! He's the only guy who's actually treated me like a girl and not something to wife up! Can't blame a girl can ya?" Husk nodded. "Yes, yes I can blame you." "Really? Is it that bad for me to have a small thing for Mr. Strawberryhead?" Husk sighed, rolling his eyes with a mumble. "Well, it's not horrible? I mean, just fair warning he is a horrible person." You waved your hand, putting down your drink. "Eh, I've married worse. Believe me, vox was nothing more than an obsessive drunk who can't handle being told no. As long as he doesn't force me into anything I hate, then we are good! Or hit me." Husk stared at you baffled, a horrified expression on his face. "What? Is that bad!?" Husk nodded quickly. Grabbing your drink and refilling it. "Yes! That's- That is below the bare minimum Y/n! Cmon girl, you need to think about standards- Cmon, your standards are to not date a rapist or an abuser! That's- oh god angel has better standards." You slumped a bit. "Y/n, dear! I made some fruit salad, would you like some?" Alastors voice boomed throughout the bar room, making you perk up and look towards the fellow. "Coming Alastor!" You stood up, grabbing the margarita with a smile as you looked at Husk. "Uh..." He looked towards Alastor with a growl. "Thank you...Husk. I'll think more about what I want, how about that?" The cat demon nodded slowly, turning around and cleaning out a cup or two.

[skele-bunny]

idk if u ever like. expanded on it but how would phantom Be if like. In that last lil phantom/aether fic, if aether rlly breeding him deep Took?? I feel like he'd either be super flighty abt it OR bask in the princess treatment to come.

YYOOOP IM NGL.... NEVER THOUGHT OF PHANTOM/AETHER KITS UNTIL NOW SHOUT OUT TO YOU!!

Ohh Phantom would be absolutely losing his shit. He's nervous, unsure what to do, just crying in Special's arms. He found out when doing blood work and YYEEAAHH, not the best way to find out you're knocked up. They're calmed down and given a little pamphlet (fucking Phil and his damn pamphlets.) about his options, but Phantom is heavily urged to talk to Aether, so he does!

Just chewing on his nail, curled up as they have Aether in his room, explaining what he found out. Aether's eyes just blow up, and his tail starts wagging, the biggest smile growing.

"Really?!"

And Phantom just nods, and Aether can smell their uncertainty. He composes himself and brings his bat in his arms, calmly explaining exactly what Phil did. He has options, and no matter what he does, Aether will be there to love and support him. He's explained a bit more about what each option will lead to wether termination, keeping, or fostering. They talk for a HOT minute before Phantom finally decides.

"I think I want to keep it... What if I change my mind? What if—"

"Tommy, if you want to keep it, then I'll be there. If you change your mind, I'll be there. I will love you no matter what."

A little breathy cry. "Okay.... Okay, I want to keep it..."

"Then we have appointments to make now, don't we?"

Now both of their tails are wagging.

Phantom is still very nervous, super jumpy about everything, but with Aether and the others help they're able to start calming down and take things a bit easier. The pack is over the MOON, just the biggest ghoul pile (gently) when Phantom tells them. They wait a bit after 9 weeks to start looking at baby registries, things they'll need and want, and Aether just can't stop laying his head on Phantom's tummy and purring, whispering to their little kit about how excited he is to meet them.

Oh boy, tour though? Leading up, Phantom is a mess and just trying to convince Aether to swap spots with someone so he can come on tour too, trying to see if even Delta will come back so he and Aether can stay, he doesn't want to leave. He's a non-stop crying mess, Aether holding him so so much. But!! They make a plan. Mountain and Dew are people both of them trust no matter what, and they've made a promise to Aether to watch their darling bat like a hawk! The others are informed and doing their own part, just carefully treading and making sure Phantom stays comfortable.

Irritated when his uniform starts having him loosen up the lace, and feels like he's not a good performer since he can't do all his splits/jumps/bends like he used to, but he's reassured nonstop about it.

14 weeks, he's calmer now. Absolutely cuddled up in his nest on the bus, quietly chirping if he needs help with something. He's gotten much better at asking for help now! Back at the abbey? They're running to Aether faster than ever before, of course Aeth would usually bop them for it, but he can't lie—he missed Phantom, too.

So many cuddles and scenting over one another, Aether checking their little "tater tot." Nickname courtesy of Swiss as he watched Phantom down two whole bags of tater tots on his own, with one of the bags being frozen.

Quint ghouls eat rancid mixtures of food already but a pregnant quint? DEAR GOD. Pickles and mayonnaise, sour cream and onion chips with hot sauce and mustard, orange juice and Oreos, even to the point of whipped cream on LASAGNA.... LASAGNA!!!! Mountain will never forgive the horrors his cooking experienced. /Silly

One of his favorite things is the backrubs, as unfortunately he's a LOT more prone to aches from his height and anatomy being small. Aether using his magick to ease the pain but also his hands. Has a specific pregnancy pillow so Phantom can lay on his tummy without squishing, moaning from relief as Aether gets every kink and sore out.

When he starts lactating? He wakes everyone up in the den with his cries wjejkdkd even though they've accepted he's carrying, it's never fully hit until then. How close he is to popping, how round he looks, and the fact they can feel them MOVING..... Oh he's miserable. Can't control their bladder, hurts to walk for long periods of time, he's having magick surges which is giving him bad headaches, his morning sickness is back full swing, you name it. Lots of more comfort and princess treatment.

Phantom would probably want to have a nest-birth rather than in the hospital, and only wants Aether and Special. See, Phantom's never had a true grasp on his magick. But when he starts pushing, everyone gets freaked out as the lights flicker, TVs going to static, turning on/off randomly, and with one last scream a light bulb explodes.

He's crying, Aether's crying happy tears, and another confused cry is joining them. Little damn furball is squirming in Special's hands, being so delicate as he tries to finish up before laying the bloody kit on Phantom's chest. Phil going back to work while he lets Phantom and Aether slowly groom their baby boy.

Oh he's so perfect in every aspect. Little toe beans that are black and white, tiny fangs poking out, and despite all the fur, has such pretty skin with little white freckles like Aether. Constellations. Also Aether's big ears!

Probably name him after a constellation because of the freckles :3 I'm thinking Comet.

They're holding each other close, Aether claiming their son with a quick nip and going back to scenting, just laughing and crying in disbelief and pure happiness. Their own little family!

[biscuitboba]

Not to be crazy about luffy (and zoro) again, but i actually can't stop thinking about luffy and the way he values the people that he holds dear? I think that the more luffy loves someone, the greater the support and respect he will give to the person's ambition.

Remember how a person's dream or ambition is a very integral part of one piece? Thinking about how luffy is probably the person who respects zoro's dream the most (and ofc vice versa cuz THRILLER BARK!) And i just can't-

With luffy we all know that he doesn't really mind dying if it means he's in the process of fighting for his dream, so with the whole zoro vs mihawk fight, luffy of course can only support (from afar) and watch his first mate fight the fearsome warlord.

No matter how much he worries for zoro's life, he just can't get in the way of zoro's dream. He knows that better than anyone not to get in the way of someone else's dream. And their deal (back in shells town) only strengthens luffy's resolve to let zoro face mihawk and not get in his way.

Luffy's concern for zoro is very palpable, but despite this, he stops johnny and yosaku from interfering, making sure that no one gets in the way of zoro's fight. That just proves how much luffy respects his first mate's dream. Like you can see that he is cleary frustrated, clenching his jaw, he is doing everything in his power not to approach his first mate and interfere. But after mihawk slashed his first mate, luffy literally lost it, and well... we all know the rest (he had to intervene)

Im sorry but god, zoro vows to never lose again, him pointing at the sky with his sword as he shouts his words... and of course the iconic moment where for the first time someone calls luffy by his future title, im not normal about it

Also mihawk acknowledging luffy and zoro's compatibility right away will always gets me, cuz honestly dracule mihawk, how???

Real talk, but what i love about zoro and luffy's relationship is how they acknowledge each other's strength. They always say things like "he is strong, he got this", "there's no way he is going to lose", "he will be fine", "it's him, no need to worry", et cetera... Like they have so much trust in each other's strength, that oftentimes they don't even feel the need to worry about the other person, because they are confident with each other's abilities.

But on the other side, sometimes (by sometimes i actually mean quite a lot) they can't help but to feel worried for each other. Especially when the other person gets hurt or attacked right in front of one of them. The worry intensifies when one of them faces a tough opponent or acts rather recklessly. And i think about that a lot.

Ok so, returning to the discussion in my first paragraph, about how luffy will always respect the ambition/dream of his loved ones. Especially if the person is strong, he will really respect that person's strength. A very clear example for this one is after leaving thriller bark and finding out something is wrong with ace's vivre card. The crew asks luffy about whether he wants to go after his brother or not, luffy replies:

Like we all know about how much luffy likes to brag about his brother's strength and also how much he loves ace. But exactly because of that.. luffy chose not to go after his brother at that time.

Now, not to make everything about zolu (who am i kidding? I actually will always make everything about zolu), but thinking about the way luffy put his trust in zoro to fight for his own dream in baratie, and the way luffy feels confident enough to fall asleep for a minute during the fight with big mama and kaido... because he trusts that his powerful first mate will be able to take care of himself, but more importantly, luffy trusts his first mate to keep him safe from danger. In this not essay i will-

[scorndotexe]

Out of curiosity, why do you dislike Midnight Mass? It's really like hear your opinions.

it's just so fucking BORING!! the concept is interesting i do find the concept interesting (vampire priest who believes his vampirism is a gift from god) but somehow it was done in the least interesting way possible. sometimes there's like a minute where i thought "holy shit is it finally gonna get better" and then i watched the next episode and it continued to be exactly the same.

all the characters are basically exactly the same. i know it's by monologue flanagan but can they at least monologue in DIFFERENT ways??? dear god. he edited it himself and you can REALLY tell. the fucking ten minute scene that's just "what do you think happens after we die? vcnvncmrnwbvnjef vdmnnc cmnennwneetnewnnwbefnbrtnbemrbermnbmrbtrtbwnrebeb" is crazy who thought that was a good idea. god every character was so forgettable i think i remember like 4 names. genuinely i see people talking about a character and i have to look them up and i STILL don't remember them. don't get me started on the fucking therapy speak. also riley flynn is the most boring protagonist i've ever seen i can't think of a single personality trait he has. i can barely think of ANY personality traits ANY characters have.

i know we shit on his adaptations a lot (as we should) and at the very fucking least he didn't ruin another excellent work of horror with midnight mass but he is NOT a good writer with his own stuff either!! it's so BLAND. even when it's not boring it's bland and uninteresting. i know i'm biased i know i watch extreme horror to find artistic value in underlooked pieces of media so i'm used to "that freak shit" but he did nothing!!! he did nothing with his vampire priest! he was literally irrelevant by the end because he gave that antagonist role to some other character and he was never really the protagonist either. he was just there for a really dumb late-game romance plot/plot twist.

it's such an unbearable show and the ending isn't even good!!! its tone is so fucking weird like everyone dies and yet there's still a weirdly hopeful tone to it. i feel like that's a moment to REALLY lean into the tragedy. it doesn't have a happy ending but it also doesn't let you feel sad enough for it to be truly tragic.

also there's like three different types of vampire in the show and it makes NO sense why they're so different from each other. i'm not asking for extensive lore i'm just asking for consistency.

it's like 8 hours long and i know i've probably spent way more than that complaining about this fucking show but still a waste of my time. it just sucks so much. it could have been an okay movie but as a whole show it's so dragged out and doesn't DO anything with those eight hours. i don't mind a slow burn i really don't but a) the build up has to be worth something and b) it has to have something really really good at the end of the build up.

honestly it looks SO good in gifs and screenshots and fanart that it makes me wish the show was better because you could have a much better experience just looking at those and imagining a good show than actually watching it.

on the plus side if you DO watch the actual show riley's death scene is the funniest shit in the whole thing.

[deangirlsstuff67]

Death Confessions

Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: mutual pining, soft Dean, language, mentions of smut, mentions of death

Summary: the boys and you are on a hunt only things don't go according to plan...

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You hate witches. Can't stand the miserable pricks.

Tonight, you and the boys had finally tracked down the local witch in town. Or should you say witches. Plural. And oh yeah, ex lovers as well.

The pair had decided to wage an all out war on one another and didn't seem to care that innocent people were getting hurt in the cross fire.

At some point during the battle, you were struck with a spell. You didn't think anything of it because nothing happened. The boys killed the pair while you were recovering from the blow and you got the hell out of town.

It's been 3 hours into your drive and you aren't feeling so hot anymore.

What the fuck did they do to you.

You're shivering but hot to the touch. Your stomach is in knots. And every time the oldest Winchester looks at you in the rear view mirror, you feel your underwear dampen.

Sam's asleep in the front seat and Dean is humming along with ACDC as he drives you all back to the bunker.

You don't want to panic anyone so you decide to wait it out. Rowena and Crowley are there currently and you're sure she will know what to do.

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Another 3 hours and the impala is pulling into the underground garage the bunker has. You've managed to pretend as if your sleeping to keep the boys from worrying.

Sam turns around to wake you when he notices somethings wrong.

Very wrong.

You're covered in a thin layer of sweat. You're burning hot to touch. Your body is shaking uncontrollably, and you can barely keep your eyes open.

"Dean, something is wrong with y/n." Sam yells at his brother, who is unloading your crap from the trunk.

Dean comes running around to your door and opens it, almost ripping it off its hinges. Seeing you in this state makes his blood boil with concern and a protectivness. Reaching in he gentle cradles you to his chest and with Sam's help gets you into the bunker.

Dean's gruff voice breaks through the fog in your mind. His strong arms feel like bliss as he hold you close. His aftershave surrounds you, making your mouth water. A small moan slips from your lips as you feel your walls clench around nothing.

"Sammy go get Rowena. Tell her y/n was hit by one of the witches. I'm taking her to my room."

You vaguely feel him place you in his bed and cover you in his blankets. His scent is all around you and it's clouding your mind with nasty thoughts about the green eyed hunter.

You've always had a crush on Dean. He's charming, built like a damn model, and treats you as if you're the most precious thing on this earth.

Sadly, the womanizing Winchester has never looked at you more than a best friend. You hang, watch movies together, train once in a while, and he cooks you amazing meals. Nothing more than friends, and you're okay with that.

Better than nothing.

Whatever they hit you with is bringing out your desire for Dean. The same desire you buried deep down and try to avoid at all costs.

Another moan slips out as you feel slick running down your thigh.

Fuck this is embarrassing.

Just then, Sam returns with Rowena in tow. Thank God. Please make it go away. He can't find out like this.

"Oh dear. Sweetie what are you feeling?" Out of all the witches you've developed a soft spot for the red head in front of you. Sure she always has an end game that benefits her, but the woman is strong and resilient. You've got to respect that.

"Cold and uncomfortable." You don't know how else to describe it without completely embarrassing yourself.

Rowena exams you. You see when she clues in. The knowing smirk on her face.

"Well the good news is she will be fine. However," she looks over at the boys then, "someone will have to stay with her tonight and help her work it out of her system."

Dean and Sam share a confused look before Sam speaks up, "what?"

"It's simple. For whatever reason the witch cast a fuck or die spell. I'm sure y/n here wasn't their target but either way she needs to fuck it from her system or she will die in 24 hours."

Your eyes go wide as you listen, "I'm sorry, what?!?"

"It's the only way Dear."

"No. There has to be something else you can do Rowena. Anything else." You were too busy freaking out to catch the look of disappointment the crossed Dean's face. However, Sam wasn't. Even though the oldest Winchester never admitted it out loud, Sam knew how his brother felt about you.

"Y/N it's okay. Dean can stay with you and help you any way you allow." The younger brother said before he motioned for Rowena to follow him out of Dean's room. Leaving you and the green eyed hunter alone.

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"Y/N let me help you." At this point the spell has gotten so bad you won't allow Dean to touch you. Which is of course frustrating the living hell out of him.

"No, Dean its okay."

"The fuck it is. You're dying and I can help. Why won't you let me?"

"It's too much to ask from you. We're friends Dean but even friends have limits."

"If it saves you I'm willing to do anything!" He's temper has taken over. Not understanding why you won't let him save you.

What the hell, you're dying anyway.

"Are you serious Dean!" You're outburst shocks him. He goes to speak but you cut him off.

"No Winchester, shut up and listen. For three years I've watched you take home girl after girl. For three years I've sat at that table or in your Baby and listened as you told us everything you did with them the night before. Not once complaining. Not once telling you how jealous I fucking was. I'm not your type and I get it. But don't think for one minute I will throw away the closet thing I'll ever have with you just to save my life." You point your finger in his direction as you continue.

"I fucking love you dumbass. I've been waiting, hoping you'd see me more as what we are. Hoping you'd get your head out of your ass and see that I'm the perfect girl for you. I'm a freaking hunter. I know the life and the risks. But no, instead you waltz every bimbo you can in front of me like some prized fucking pig."

Before you can continue chewing him a new asshole Dean pounces on you. Strong finger tangle in your hair and his soft lips dominate yours. The surprise subsides and you begin to kiss him back.

"You done yelling at me sweetheart? Cause I got something to say. I've loved your snarky ass since the moment you told me to blow you three years ago when we crossed paths on the vampire hunt. I love everything about you and I only ever got with those women because I knew you could do better than me. I'm not worth the pain y/n, but God dammit if you feel the same than why not try. "

He pushes his large erection into your wet core. You can't help but moan at the feeling. Dean smirks down at you.

"Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to fuck you good and hard for as long as we need to so we can save your life. Then I'm going to make you breakfast before I spend the day worshiping this beauty body how I should. You okay with that princess?"

"Don't call me princess."

"Shut up and kiss me woman."

And kiss you did. Every part of your body as he did exactly as he promised. Fucking you in every position. When he's big, fat cock needed a break he was making you cum with his tongue or fingers. Over and over again until your body began to go back to normal and fatigue set in.

When you woke in his warm, safe arms you found Dean staring at you. You've never seen his eyes shine so bright.

"Feeling better?"

"Yeah I am. Thank you." You lean up and kiss him.

"Let's get you some food." He jumps out of bed and walks to his dresser, finding you one of his shirts. You through it on before you walk out of his room hand in hand.

Sam is already sitting at the table when you walk in together. He looks up from his tablet and just smiles.

"Shut up Sammy." Dean barks as he swats your ass and begins to get the ingredients for breakfast.

"I'm just happy Dean. You got your girl and we didn't lose y/n."

Dean looks over at you and smiles. Fuck you love that man.

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[things-about-cars-in-posts]

hello! *Waves* I also grew up watching Top Gear! I still know nothing about cars, but it is still one of my favorite comfort shows. very difficult to watch given that I do not live in the UK, but we must persist in spite of the horrors

Brother! As hinted previously, I watched it religiously after school, and I think my stack of issues of the (mostly unrelated) Top Gear magazine makes even my other stack of issues pale in comparison. The show was buckets of fun, especially for a kid sometimes too little to realize how much of it was fake. (Upon understanding it, the idea of watching challenges with points scoring based on staged events made heaps less sense to me - I think Top Gear entertained the most when it executed silly ideas earnestly). And the trepidation with which I hunted down and devoured the magazines ridicules my current struggle to dear God read something. Growing up exposed to this constant stream of the most outlandish vehicles and stunts and fabrications did a lot for my creativity - I think it's where you'll find the roots of things like my Rice'n'Shine project. And I realize that those unfamiliar may read 'most outlandish vehicles and stunts and fabrications' as 'Ferraris, jumps, and clipshow-like segments pointing and laughing at tackily pimped cars', so, to exemplify just how far beyond that it got (and because I'm not getting a better excuse to bring this thing up anytime soon), here's a vehicle I've learned of from the show: the Bug Carver, or Vandenbrink Carver, or Carver One. The Carver.

No, it's not a contender for largest engine ever, quite the opposite. A mere 660cc turbocharged engine from a Daihatsu kei car, in fact, was housed between the rear wheels it powered. Most interestingly, however, is the whole assembly had pretty much only two solid points of contact with the rest of the body, which itself had a single wheel upfront.

One may expect severe issues with flex, but no siree. This car does not jiggle jiggle.

It folds.

And quite significantly, I might add.

One could consider it a motorcycle for those unwilling to give up a car's interior, or, considering the engine and rear wheels stay put and the lean is artificially induced by electronically controlled hydraulics, a car that wiggles its passengers about for funsies. (Well, mainly stability. But I can't imagine funsies weren't a factor.)

Some, instead, consider it a fighter jet for the road, or, more simply, buckets of fun. The most surprising thing, however, is what some consider it today, because while the Carver project did end in bankruptcy in 2009, it has recently been resurrected with an electric powertrain and an immensely uglier front.

And I can assure you, millions of people (whether they noticed or not) saw a picture of it in a scammy banner ad next to the title "cheap electric cars for seniors". Which is such a hilariously baffling picture choice I can't even fathom how it happened. Surely not over someone involved actually knowing the thing, because I cannot think of a single worse use case for a Carver than someone you can't even trust with a normal car anymore.

Well, I can't, but don't worry, Carver could!

Yep. What better vehicle to deliver pizzas with than Tilty McTiltface. So if you've been in the Netherlands and your niets pizza met links rundvlees turned up as a niets pizza met overal rundvlees, well, we might have a theory in our hands.

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[florencetypemaniacs]

Please dear author, what would ROs reaction be to MC falling asleep like in the tale, with a kiss of true love to awake them, but........RO's kiss didn't work? 💔

💛 Marcel

When you didn't wake, all Marcel could do was force his breathing, because if he didn't, it would stop. His heart broke into a million pieces. You two weren't meant to be in the fates, but he was going to save you. He couldn't stop caring. He couldn't stop loving you, no matter what this meant. He tried to smile, gently moving some hair out of your eyes.

The eyes were still closed. 

"Don't worry, love; I'll find a way to break the curse if it is the last thing I do." He spoke softly in your ear, his voice clear and determined. 

🧡 Margaret

Margaret's body shook as she sobbed. From the moment she realized she loved you, she believed God or some kind of fate brought you together, like in the fairy tale books her mother read her as a kid.

But this was real life, and those were stories. There were no happy ever-afters. She failed you, and her body sagged against yours, her forehead touching your own as she kept whispering.

"Im sorry." Over and over again. 

❤️ Owen

Usually when Owen was upset, it was anger that quickly followed, but as he watched your eyes stay closed, all he felt was sadness. Of course, you didn't wake up. 

How stupid do I have to be to think I deserve love again after....

Owen didn't want to think about him; he just sat there, cradling your head as rare tears ran down his cheek. 

💙 Rosemary

She rubbed soft circles in your hand, her tears flowing freely. As stupid as it sounded, she hadn't believed in true love since her ex, but that all changed when you came into her life. 

You made her believe again, and now you were gone—worse, then death—hell, in death she might be able to visit you. You were in an endless sleep, and she was awake. Alone and awake. 

She laid down beside you, closing her eyes as tears still poured out of them, hoping sleep would take her to you by some miracle. 

🩵 Tai

Tai was about cold, hard facts—something that was hard for him when it had anything to do with you. You were everything to him. He loved you. It scared him to death, but he loved you, and it wasn't meant to be by fate.

When the kiss didn't work, he felt like he couldn't breathe until he kissed you again. In a different angle, on your forehead, then on your cheek, until he realized he was crying. 

He didn't know what to do, and he hated it. It was worse than being wrong. He shook his head, holding you close. He was going to wake you up no matter the cost because maybe he wasn't your true love, but you were his, and that was a fact.

💚 Zane

".....no....no...." Zane whispered. 

All Zane felt was fury. You tricked him. Somehow you tricked him. Was this your plan to make him fall in love with you and then leave him....to what....break him? 

He got up and started pacing, pointing an accusing finger at you with your eyes still closed, mocking him. 

"You said... you said we were going to be together forever. You said you loved me! You liar! I love you! Why can't you love me?" He screamed, his anger not at you but at himself. 

He never knew what love was before you, so was it all a lie? Was it all some kind of story that people made up to make themselves feel better? Zane put his head in his hands, his mind racing as he questioned your relationship.

It broke him.

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

cooking, by asmi, because someone wanted this. i can't cook, btw.

Were they joking? Probably. Cheers, @deathwords334, beware what you wish for. NOW BABYGIRLS, BITCHBOYS, AND BOYCOTTERS OF THE BINARY, I WILL... TEACH YOU HOW TO COOK. EXCEPT UH. I CAN'T COOK.

SO I WILL TEACH YOU WHAT I THINK UH COOKING IS. KINDA. FUCK YEAH THERE'S NOTHING I'M BETTER AT THAN EXPLAINING THINGS I AM SEVERELY UNDERQUALIFIED TO EXPLAIN.

STEP I: WASH THE ENDS OF YOUR FORELIMBS

WASH YOUR HANDS. UNLESS YOU'RE USING GLOVES. PLASTIC GLOVES, BECAUSE THE OTHERS WILL CATCH ON FIRE. To be fair plastic gloves might melt into your skin and cause worse damage than--YOU KNOW WHAT JUST WASH YOUR GODDAMN HANDS 99.9% OF GERMS GONE WITH EVERY HANDWASH EVER.

STEP II: FIND SOME REAL ESTATE TO EXIST IN

YOU SHOULD PROBABLY BE IN A KITCHEN. IT'S NOT A NECESSITY. YOU COULD ALSO HAVE A BONFIRE. OR A MICROWAVE IN A DORM. IS HEATING UP READY-MADE PASTA COOKING? FUCK YEAH IT IS DON'T GATEKEEP COOKING HERE.

YOU CAN ALSO STAND OVER A CREMATION PYRE AND COOK. IT IS NOT ADVISED. FOR LEGAL REASONS.

STEP III: CONTAIN YOURSELF MY DEAR THOTSON!

DR BEGONE THOTSON! MOVING ON. GRAB A CONTAINER. IF YOU DON'T HAVE ONE, YOUR PALMS UP IN SUPPLICATION TO OUR LORD GOD BILDADDY ARE A NATURAL CONTAINER. UNLESS YOU'RE HEATING THE CONTAINER. PLEASE DO NOT HEAT YOUR PALMS. YOU CAN GRAB A SWORD OR SOMETHING AND SKEWER THE FOOD IF YOU'RE DESPERATE.

STEP IV: FIND EDIBLE ORGANIC SUBSTRATES

MAKE SURE YOU HAVE FOOD. ON THE MAGGOTS SERVER, THERE WAS DEBATE WITHIN THE FIRST FEW DAYS OF WHETHER OR NOT CONSENTUAL AND LOCALLY SOURCED CANNIBALISM IS ETHICAL. THAT'S NOT THE POINT OF THIS POST. JUST GRAB SOME FUCKING FOOD UPROOT A BUSH IF YOU HAVE TO.

HELPFUL TIP: BEWARE WILD MUSHROOMS

OH ASMI, WE KNOW, SOME ARE FUCKING HALLUCINOGENICS, SOME ARE POISONOUS, SOME ARE LAXATIV--NO NO NO. NOT MY POINT. SOMETIMES, MUSHROOMS GROW IN CIRCLES. THIS IS A TRAP SET BY THE FAE. @queermarzipan, PLEASE CONFIRM.

DON'T GET TRAPPED BY THE FAE WHILE FORAGING FOR FOOD.

STEP V: IT'S GETTIN' HOT IN HERE MMMKAY

IF YOU'VE MADE IT THIS FAR WITHOUT GETTING BURNED ALIVE, ARRESTED OR KIDNAPPED BY THE FAERIES, CONGRATS! YOU ARE READY TO COOK. UH. YOU NEED HEAT, PROBABLY. IS MAKING A SALAD COOKING? IS MAKING A (NOT GRILLED) SANDWICH COOKING? I DON'T KNOW.

FOR SOME REASON I THINK HEAT IS KEY TO THE COOKING PROCESS.

SO WELL, GET IT HOT! FUNERAL PYRE OR MICROWAVE, GREAT! KITCHEN, PROBABLY A STOVE IN THERE. BONFIRE, GREAT! OKAY I FEEL LIKE STEP FIVE IS THE SAME AS STEP TWO. IT'S FINE.

WORST COMES TO WORST, PUT ON A TV SHOW LIKE GOOD OMENS (NUDGE NUDGE PROMO PROMO WATCH THE FUCKING SHOW IT'S BEAUTIFUL I LOVE I-OKAY SORRY) AND THE HOMOEROTIC TENSION WILL HEAT UP YOUR FOOD.

STEP VI: SPICE IT UP A BIT!

ADD SPICES THE WAY FANFIC WRITERS ADD FINGER BRUSHES, ONE BED, DANCING AND IT SWITCHES TO A SLOW SONG, WING SENSITIV--SORRY UM YES ADD SPICES THE WAY THEY ADD DETAILS TO THEIR SMUT. SPICE AND CHEMISTRY PEOPLE IT'S SPICE AND CHEMISTRY.

COOKING IS GAY.

STEP VII: MOUTHHOLE THAT BITCH

EAT. BONUS POINTS IF SOMEONE WATCHES YOU EAT. OR YOU WATCH SOMEONE EAT. HOMOEROTICALLY. LIKE CROWLEY WATCHES AZIRAPHA--OKAY FINE I'LL SHUSH BUT WATCH THE SHOW IF YOU HAVEN'T.

y'all I think I might not be coping well with life LOVE YOU MAGGOTS REBLOG IF YOU LEARNED SOMETHING AMAZING ABOUT COOKING TODAY! FROM THIS POST I MEAN. NOT IN... GENERAL. I THINK I'M FALLING ASLEEP. FUCK.

[flaray25]

That one "SquidBird" episode...

SPOILER ALERT!!! GO WATCH THE EPISODE BEFORE YOU READ THIS- THANK YOU AND HAVE A GOOD DAY/NIGHT/NOON

DID ANYONE NOTICE THIS? or am I just delusional again-

Spongebob sends Patrick lunch with the help of his pet clam shells, they are about to go to him- but upon arriving- Squidward is the one who interferes with the clam whistle making the clams lead to him so that he'd send the birds far away.

tho it didn't exactly last longer than what he expected- EVEN THE PART WHERE THE PAPERBAG IS STILL ON THE GROUND HE PICKED IT UP AND ATE IT-

SQUID

WARD-

CAN'T YOU SEE YOURSELF RIGHT NOW?!

I mean it was all good it was all nice- he was annoyed because of Spongebob and Patrick bringing out wildness BUT TO EAT THAT PACKED LUNCH- THAT SPONGEBOB 'MADE specifically to send it out for his best friend- B E S T F R I E N D . PATRICK STAR. TO EAT IT.

Then you're telling me that Squidward SEES THIS AS HIS NORMAL HABIT TO DO WHEN IT BELONGS TO HIS THAT 'ANNOYING NEIGHBOR?????'

Then there is Spongebob whose always too kind and brightful- he didn't even give himself to think while Squidward was being chased/bitten by those clamshells- Spongebob who seemed to notice Squidward's boundaries that HE surely gave attention to (because he totally admires this gay ass cephalopod-)

would literally do anything just for Squidward to be happy because he LOVES seeing him happy. So that quote on quote he said along "Those clams sure do love Squidward-" "Well I'm not so sure if HE loves THEM"

DURING this part- we can see that Spongebob immediately noticed Squidward having a hard time even when dealing with something unusual- even when it's on a 'normal day'

That's why Spongebob had been the one to think of teaching the clam shells to AVOID HIM. Rather than "behave" or "be friends" with him-

because HE KNOWS EXACTLY THE POINT- THE REASON- WHY SQUIDWARD DOESN'T ALWAYS COME AROUND WITH SOCIAL/GENERAL STUFF LIKE THIS- Because he knows what type of a cephalopod- Squidward is- when it comes to other sea creatures-

Sure he'd already known him for a decade now and FOR SURE THAT HE KNOWS HIS DEAR 'FRIEND' very well... (oh god I hate slow burns so much- WHY MUUUUUSTTTTTTTTT/silly)

Squidward isn't the type of 'being-that-one-social-person' when it comes to in general- he's an introverted moon who most likely does his ways to feel comfort from his safe space even when at his house when he's alone-

Spongebob knows that- and he doesn't WANT Squidward to ever get disturbed anymore- so maybe less and less more he became less- bit annoying to him- perhaps that's why? Maybe he just truly admires him and doesn't even want him to feel upset and he's trying to do his best so that he WON'T.

So we got- THIS PART WHERE THE BFFS TOOK HIM TO SAFETY- but can we also talk about how SPONGEBOB IS THE FIRST ONE- THE O N L Y one who IMMEDIATELY TOOK ACTION HERE HE DRAGGED HIM JUST SO THAT HE KEPT HIM AWAY FROM THE DANGER- anyone? A N Y O N E AT ALL???

We know how the end played out

"Still better than living next to Spongebob's"

he doesn't see what they both value- he doesn't see it like how Spongebob does so his only way was to find an escape from all of this madness- just for Spongebob? how cruel could that be?

we all know what happened a bunch of times when he annoyed Squidward most of every other entire year/day so by now I think we all do understand both of their different point and view- ain't that RIGHT PEOPLE???

(This should definitely be someones pfp right now-)

[starfolk7]

5,7,9,15,21,22,27 and 30 for Charlotte, Aiko and Rowena 😼

Ahhhh, more of my girlies!! I haven't gotten to think on things for Aiko especially in forever, this will be so much fun!!! ;w;

Given the questions, the girls will mostly be answering for themselves and this will get pretty long. Also, assume a lot of these are answered after most respective main story events lol

5. Speech! Speech! Speech! Speech! Will they give one, and what about?

None of them are inherently ones for speeches, but here's some that I think they might give, though they're all on the informal side:

Rowena: "'Tis true that we're both stuck in this dying world. But does that really mean we have to forsake everything we hold dear? I think not. There are still things to hope for, souls to treasure. You speak truth, acknowledging the cruelty all around us. I, however, stand in defiance of that cruelty. It is the sole way I can continue to live. I only hope you join me in that endeavor."

Aiko: "War does not come to your doorstep and ask to be invited in. It tears down every barrier and cares little if you fall victim to its destruction. You never asked for any of this. Carrying on as if you did is doing you no favors. Stop acting as if you have something to prove to me. Be honest. I refuse to be kept in the shadows in the name of safety."

Charlotte: "How could you possibly know what true despair feels like? You lose once and you think you know it all? You haven't even scratched the surface. While humanity suffered an endless war, you and your heavenly Father sat on high and watched us BURN. Countless people I LOVED could have been saved if someone, ANYONE in Heaven bothered to care. But we weren't good enough to save, were we? Just little living toys for the Father that he could banish out of sight. And now, only now, you expect me to feel sympathy? After everything God, Heaven, YOU, have done?? You don't know SHIT about suffering! It's about fucking time something taught you what it's like!"

7. Describe them in three words. Now let them describe themself in three words.

How I describe Rowena: Selfless, stubborn, bouncy

How Rowena describes herself: "Um...I suppose...thoughtful, considerate, attentive? It's better to ask someone else how they see me."

How I describe Aiko: Gentle, thoughtful, witty

How Aiko describes herself: "Quiet...uninteresting, and small. I know what I am."

How I describe Charlotte: Passionate, kind, fierce

How Charlotte describes herself: "Stubborn, tiring, but also fun, I guess. I dunno, people liked me way back when, and the sinners and some machines like me well enough."

9. Do they empathize with non-sentient things (dolls, plants, books…)?

Rowena: "I hardly let my little bird doll out of sight as a child. It went on every little adventure with me, and I felt terrible if it fell down or got dirty. Father also taught me how to care for various plants and how they like to hear people talk to them. I still sing songs to them sometimes. Don't tell Ornstein, though, I will simply perish if he finds out."

Aiko: "Every piece of nature is alive to me. I love chatting with the flowers! We have such riveting conversations, though they're a little one-sided. I even feel awful if a blanket is out of place and apologize to it as I'm setting it back. I'm sure that's been overheard more than once."

Charlotte: "Hasn't been a single day where I didn't. Books have always been like second pets to me, my dad was a florist, and my mom taught me to care for musical instruments like pedigree dogs. Is anyone really surprised that I befriended machines, sentient or otherwise?"

15. What would they consider a waste of time– other than school or work?

Rowena: "Cooking. I'm alright at the task, but can't it just be ready for me to eat in an instant? The whole process is laborious. Not that I get too hungry these days, being Undead, but the pang still hits me from time to time, and oftentimes I ignore it because of the work involved in solving the issue. I'll risk foraging strange berries over cooking anything. This might explain a few of my deaths."

Aiko: "Cruelty for the sake of it. Why travel down such a path when it's much easier to be kind in most instances? Oh, and fishing. You would think I'd be neutral on the task, but I find it boring and leave it to much more skilled people than myself. They can do that while I gather safe fruits and vegetables. I think that's a fair tradeoff."

Charlotte: "Religion. It was just a personal opinion before, but with everything I've experienced, it's only confirmed my 'heretical' belief system. Why waste time praying to a god that never wanted to listen to us, anyway? I'll put faith in myself long before I ever give that bastard a second thought again."

21. What would it take for them to break up with someone? What would be the last straw?

Rowena: "This is a bit tricky, given my circumstances. I suppose wanton cruelty towards others. If there isn't a blatant reason for clashing with someone, my partner had best have a damn good one to explain going for a person's throat in the first place. Luckily, in Lordran, there's usually a very good reason for such actions."

Aiko: "Animal slaughter with no purpose. Killing an animal to survive, feed and clothe yourself and others, is one thing, but killing a creature for fun? This I can never accept. Call it childish, if you like, but I grew up loving every animal of Tsushima. Unless I need to, I can't imagine myself hurting them, and neither should my partner."

Charlotte: "I used to be able to say 'trying to kill me', but uh..." She gestures towards herself, then gestures somewhere vaguely out of view. "That's already happened a few times." She sighs. "Look, it's complicated, okay? I'm not claiming any of this makes sense, and I'm probably more confused on this whole issue than you are. Besides, that's not happening anymore, obviously. Fuck, I sound insane." She blows some hair out of her face. "But barring that...I guess turning their back on me. Already been fucked over in that regard multiple times in my life. I'm not gonna put up with that from someone that's supposed to be supporting me."

22. Do they like being called pet names? Do they call other people pet names? What’s their go-to?

Rowena: "Oh, um..." She blushes a little. "Gods, I wasn't prepared for this question. But...yes. Pet names are endearing, especially when they get a bit creative. I've been called "sparrow" for most of my life, and that is one pet name that seems to have carried over to the present. Ornstein likes to see how I react to it." She rolls her eyes, then grins. "It's fine, though. The man's stoic exterior collapses the second I call him 'love' or 'my sunlight', so I think we're evenly matched."

Aiko: "Yes!!" She claps her hands, giggling a little. "I adore pet names. Mother and father always compared me to a fox, but Ryuzo calls me his little kitten. He says it's because I'm always sneaking in places I shouldn't be." She makes a face. "It's only partially true! Anyway, I like calling him Ryu. He stops in place whenever I do that. I really need to think of some more for him, just to see what happens..."

Charlotte: "Do I have to answer this question?" She grumbles under her breath, her face flushing pink. "I never asked for them, if that's what you mean. Mom liked calling me 'colibri'. French for 'hummingbird'. Dad called me 'katydid'. Either way, I didn't escape the speedy creature allegations." She hides part of her face with one hand. "...Gabe got attached to calling me 'hummingbird'. Of course he did. He claims it's only natural because of my mechanical wings, but I think he likes seeing me stumble a little. Maybe for old times' sake." She looks off to the side and smiles a little. "It's...kind of nice, though. Makes it even better when I can get him back with something equally stumble-worthy. 'Dove' was a no-brainer, but ever seen an archangel short circuit over a name? That's quality entertainment." She lowers her voice, her face flushing again. "And pretty damn cute but shhh-"

27. Forgiveness or vengeance (or…)?

Rowena: "I strive for forgiveness. But where that won't do, vengeance will suffice in its place. It all depends on the situation."

Aiko: "Forgiveness. I don't have much room for vengeance in my heart. It would take a dire situation to push me towards it. Some say I forgive too much. Perhaps they're right, but this is the way I am."

Charlotte: "Dad taught me forgiveness. Mom taught me vengeance. Lately, I'm leaning towards the latter. Mainly if I ever meet the person that made me a cyborg. Or God. Or any other angels that get ideas about fighting me. Either way, they're getting shot in the face."

30. What would they do if they knew it would be forgiven?

Rowena: "I would do everything in my power to ensure the other Knights of Gwyn survived as long as Ornstein has. Even if that meant changing the course of time. It would likely cause more suffering, but...my heart aches for him. They were truly his close friends, lost to tragedy. If I could ease that burden without suffering the consequences, I would allow Manus to snatch me thousands of times over until I got it right."

Aiko: "Overturn the Shogunate." She glances around a little. "I don't speak on it much for obvious reasons, but the samurai are not as pure and honorable as they parade themselves to be. Lower classes often suffer because of them. It's one thing I wish I could do, if only to put everyone on equal footing for once. But that would never be forgiven, in this lifetime or the next."

Charlotte: "Thin out Heaven's ranks before they got ideas." She raises an eyebrow. "I wouldn't kill all of them. Don't let Gabe give you that impression. Just enough to send a message from the kind they tried to oppress. So much could have been avoided if I were allowed to do it, but instead I had to scramble for my life while they hunted me down through Hell. Not exactly what I'd call a good time."

[feiandart]

Hi Fei, not sure if this message becomes public or not but I couldn't find any other way to contact you. Just wanted to apologise for my comment on chapter 35. I realise in retrospect it might have seemed rude, I was trying to be funny. So, I'm very sorry, and I don't want you to think I didn't enjoy the chapter. I have deleted the comment. If I may take this chance as well, you have been an inspiration to me, I love your writing. I am too an aspiring writer that took a sabbatical for many years, though my self doubt is my biggest saboteur right now. I would love to know how you honed your craft, your words are so beautifully written. I look forward to the next chapter ♥

First of all, hello and thank you for reaching out to me! ♥

I'm afraid my memory doesn't work properly (it never does, sadly), but I'm pretty sure no comment made me think "oh, that was rude", so don't worry at all ♥ Gonna admit now I'm curious 'bout what that was owo But I will not ask for you to share that again if it makes you feel uncomfortable!

Your words means a lot to me! ♥ I had inspiration issues for half of my life. I was around fifteen when I wrote my last paragraph, and after that I didn't for other fifteen years. Honest to God, Good Omens and its community saved me in more than a way when I was at my lowest - helped me both with coming back at writing, and starting drawing for myself. I startend enjoying things again. And I needed that. So, since finding inspiration again was so meaningful to me, being able to inspire others is like I achieved something so big I can't really find words to express it properly. It makes me feel kinda... Oh, dunno. I guess we can go with: blessed. Finding inspiration was (and is) an healing process to me. And I hope it'll be the same to others. So if it came to me, I can only be SO glad to know!! So thank you so much for sharing this!! ♥

Let me tell you this: I am my biggest saboteur myself. So I do understand what you say, and I can guess what you feel right now. My suggestion is something practical. Go in front of the mirror, tell yourself what you want to do and look straight into your eyes. Then, say: "I will do it. And you will NOT stop me." Then say the same to all the people who might go against you. Nobody, not even yourself, should have the power to stop you from doing the things you love. It may be hard at the very start, troublesome meanwhile, but I can assure you nothing's better than being able to live your dreams. All I can do for you now is assuring you I am on your side! And I am sure you can do whatever makes you feel happy.

Last, but not least (dear Lord I wrote so much and I'm not done yet.......), your last question. Funny thing to answer that one, actually. 'cause I never practiced. I never studied a way to arrange phrases and words, actually right now I'm always a bit overwhelmed anytime I sit myself in front of the screen and open my file to start writing. I'll tell you, I'm the messiest people in the entire universe. I had all the plot already written back in november, but yet my characters slip off my hands and do whatever they want. Does it makes any sense to you? I have to costantly re-arrange my plot to make sure everything have some kind of logic. The rest come from my own mind. Sugar, specifically, means a lot to me under a lot of different aspects. Both characters holds part of myself, my own traumas, my own experiences, my own mazes and struggles. I think maybe sometimes things went when I didn't want them to go 'cause my mind played dirty on me and I was unable to stop it. But I don't complain. So I'm afraid I don't have a real answer but this one: I just put myself into every single word I write. I play all the scenes in my mind just like watching movies. I feel what my characters does and, I will not deny this, oftern I cry while doing that too. I'm a bit too much emphatic, perhaps?

Gonna admit, writing Sugar is exactly like going to therapy to me. Goes just along with that, it helps me process myself, my own emotions, helps me validate anything bad I've ever felt.

Well uh, I got pretty carried away with this answer but I hope you can find something helpful around all of these messy words of mine ♥ (And sorry for my poor english if I made some mistake here and there, I fully believe in honest-to-God messages when it comes to answer people, both in comments, chat or anywhere else, so I never actually go back trying to correct my messages. Dunno, it feels like leaving you all full access to my stream of consciousness everytime I give answers like these. Not sure this makes sense. To me it does.)

Don't ever ever be afraid to tell me what you think or reach out! I'll always be here, happy to give you an answer. Thank you so much! ♥

[worriedvision]

I love your angst so much! Full creative freedom with this Tighnari angst because I thrive off Tighnari angst 💚💚

Tighnari angst is so good lmao, nothing like a sassy man hurting the reader or vice versa! Not sure if this was a request or not but I figured lets do this as a request.

Now, reader is a fatui agent under cover. They've been given a mission, and over time Tighnari finds out the truth.

--

"_, be a dear for me and get this sorted. You know I can't stand the Fatui." Tighnari huffs, a letter addressed to an address you knew all too well. It was the official base in Sumeru that the Fatui recently rented out, and you were acting as a spy. Your goal was to find whatever could be useful from Tighnari's research, and to steal it. To your dismay, Tighnari kept insisting there was nothing of note to see when you asked him about his research once you started to get closer to him. You dare say, the forest ranger life felt more right than the Fatui agent's one. One where you didn't have to fear for your life if you made a mistake, where your superior worked with you rather than against you. Unfortunately, you didn't have a choice. If you were to betray the Fatui, they would ruin the lives of those you love back in your homeland.

"Hello? Are you going to help?" Tighnari waves a hand in front of your face, you shaking your head before taking the letter. In your rush to get away as quickly as you could, knowing the letter would possibly help your investigation, your insignia falls out of your pocket. Tighnari's eyes widen, shocked to see the insignia, and after taking a closer look he spots your initials engraved.

He was frozen in place, horrified at the predicament he was now in. He thought you were promising, that you were one of the few people who enjoyed and thrived as a forest ranger. Now, he didn't know what to think.

--

"Give it to me." Your superior grumbles, snatching the paper off of you as he murmurs through the letter. Before he finishes, however, you hear frantic footsteps.

"My lord, something's gone wrong." Your friend whimpers out, the harbinger rolling his eyes as he expects some materialistic problem that only had an impact on the recruit. "Master Tighnari spotted an insignia."

You frantically pat your pockets, heart sinking as you realise your insignia was no longer there.

Oh god. Oh no.

"Anything to say for yourself?" The harbinger raises a brow, you looking down in embarrassment. "I suggest you hand yourself in. Run along back to Master Tighnari, I'm sure his General Mahamatra friend is most likely going to be there as well."

"You are a disgrace to Her Majesty."

--

You know better than to walk to your fate. You knew your superior would make a game out of who could get you captured first if you didn't get away quickly, and you knew that there was a chance that, if you didn't run, you wouldn't be pursued but your family would be executed.

Tighnari is ominously standing outside his house, awaiting your return with Cyno by his side. The look of building friendship and possibly something else is gone, the look of a betrayed friend in it's place.

You can't even hear your rights being read to you, realising no matter what your life was over. Best case scenario, you'd be behind bars. Your freedom gone, no access to talking to family or friends. You knew the Fatui wouldn't save you this time, you did this to yourself.

Cyno drags you away, sensing you had given up completely as you walk with him before deciding to be a little more nice with you. From watching you, he saw your icy heart thaw as you learned more from Tighnari and Tighnari helped you through your panics whenever you made a mess up that didn't seem all that bad. It didn't excuse the fact that you had been a spy, but seeing you hand yourself in with the shame on your face told him that you had been kicked out for ruining your mission.

[nightqueen1221]

Undertale platonic request male frisk x older brother reader who fall together both the brothers now will try to find a exit of underground y/n act completely overprotective over frisk then any monster try’s to attack or get closer to frisk headcanons

1.This takes place during a Pasifist Route.

2. I really liked this idea so I did like, 8 times what I normally write.

-God, this sounds like a nightmare.

-Toriel would be so happy tho. Two children? Again?

-Starting off, you would immediately scold Frisk for doing something so reckless, and now to two are stuck down here.

-Flowey begins his whole things with "LOVE" and "Friendliness pellets" and you're just like, "No not today, no thank you" while pushing Frisk.

-You end up running into Toriel not long after.

-"Oh dear, are you two lost? Here you can follow me back to my house. It is not long from here children."

-But you know better, you've heard stories about these monster, and their all bad and nothing could change them. She's just acting kind to get you and Frisk to trust her and then stab you in the back when you don't expect it.

-"No, we're fine. We don't need a monster's help." Which resulted with Frisk hitting you on your side from your remark. "What? I'm not wrong, you don't know what her motives are, she could be dangerous!"

-You end up following Toriel regardless of your reasons.

-She begins the actual teaching of how to do a battle, while you carefully watch.

-After getting to her house and she tells you and Frisk to lay down, you refuse and sit watch Frisk pass out. Saying you're going to protect them.

-Toriel later comes in with two slices of pie, which you rejected says it could be poison. When Frisk woke up you told them not to eat it, but they took it regardless.

-As soon as Toriel starts fighting you tell Frisk you knew this was going to happen and we could have avoided this if they had listened to you.

-Once outside, you're already questions the surroundings and how they don't seem safe.

-When Sans asks for Frisk to shake his hand you pull Frisk's hand away before he can do anything.

-You and Frisk both hide behind lamps when Papyrus enters.

-When Sans say he was "just looking at these lamps" you internally scold yourself for not seeing this though. But to your surprise, Papyrus does nothing?

-Going through his puzzles and learning more about him, you couldn't really hate him or feel like he had ill intensions

-And he would even fight you two, claiming it was unfair for only one of him to go against two or you.

-Getting into Waterfall is one of your biggest concerns, Papyrus told you about Undyne and how big of a deal she was. Even if you can't fully trust him, you'll take his word on that since the people in Snowdin seem to agree.

-You would basically pick up Frisk and run whenever Undyne started attacking, which Frisk was upset about.

-And the biggest shock to both of you is how you got away from her, she was overheating. You tried to pull Frisk away from her to try and make sure she didn't grab them or anything.

-They somehow got away and poured water over her head, which greatly helped.

-You picked up Frisk again, but Undyne just awkwardly stared at you, turned around, and left. Not that you were complaining.

- Alyphs' lab was frightening, but she was most certainly not. She was nerdly and not intimidating at all.

-Mettaton was the real problem. He kept going on with his game show and making you two play. You did not like it what so ever, but Frisk got everything right and was quite content with themselves.

-You didn't listen to any of Alyphs' phone calls, she usually screwed it up, right? But, you ended up getting more hurt than before. Once you started listening, it wasn't as bad as you thought.

-And Mettaton's segments actually weren't that bad, even if they seemed to put you and Frisk in danger, you never really were.

-Maybe they weren't all bad monsters. Maybe it was just King Asgore, whom you are not too far from. You gave Frisk's hand a reassuring squeeze.

-You were fully prepared to fight him, till Toriel showed up. Then Sans and Papyrus, Undyne, Alyphs. It seemed like the entire Underground was on your side.

-Sadly enough, you don't have much memory after that. But everyone in the Underground seems to know your sibling's name and the barrier was broken.

-You apologized to everyone for thinking all monsters were evil or wrong. Good thing they were all forgiving.

-Eventually you and Frisk start walking out into sunset, the end of one journey, and the beginning of another.

P.S. if someone is seeing this and wants to send a request, I do not normal write this much. This is just because I really liked the idea

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Hazbin Hotel Zestial X Alastor's Ancestor Female Reader {Part Two}

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{POV. 3 Person}

It was a beautiful, sunny day in Louisiana. (Y/N) was currently in her radio studio making another broadcast.

"It's time for some news, my dear listeners! Last night, another attack by our famous murderer "Bloody Rose" took place. The victim was a twenty-year-old man who allegedly intended to rape one of the women that same day. The victim of this man wanted to remain anonymous, but passed on I was informed by letter that "Bloody Rose" is her heroine. I don't know about you, dear viewers, but in my opinion, the murderess is making much better progress than the police. While it would take them months to find the culprit, she did it in one evening. But enough about "Bloody Rose." - (Y/N) said, smiling evilly. She liked to compliment herself sometimes, but sometimes she had to hold back so that the police wouldn't get suspicious. For now, this little comment won't threaten her because it's a woman saying it compassionate woman.

She has been doing this for several years and so far there has been nothing stopping her from continuing it. Except maybe her career as a radio presenter, which she liked very much. But no one said you can't do both at once.

So far, she has killed about a hundred people and, as always, she hid the bodies in the forest near her old school, which had been closed for over a year. Before committing a crime, she prepared herself for a long time so as not to get tired later. Overall, her crimes were almost perfect.

However, (Y/N) sometimes felt like her end was near. Not because anyone was watching her or anything. She just felt like she was getting closer to her death every day. She shrugged it off at first, but only after nightmares about death began to haunt her did she become more vigilant.

She was not afraid of death. She had long ago come to terms with the fact that one day her time would come. Of course she wouldn't go to Heaven because she killed a lot of people. And the fact that they were evil and cruel people themselves did not justify it. This Hell would be waiting with its doors open to gain another member.

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(Y/N) sometimes imagined how she might die. Be it a drunk driver or a heart attack. There were many options. But she could never have guessed that she would die just like her ancestor.

After finishing work, she said goodbye to her co-workers. A few tried to go out on a date with her, but she always turned them down. She wasn't aromantic or asexual, in fact she was Bisexual, but leaned more towards men. Although she liked seeing pretty women.

While walking, she decided to go through the forest, the path of which led to her small cottage on the outskirts of the city. The sun was slightly warm, the wind was playing with the leaves, and animals were running around the meadows.

Suddenly, terrible pain shot through her body. She fell to the ground and grabbed her waist, from which crimson blood flowed.

"Shit!" - (Y/N) cursed under her breath. She was shot and there was a bullet in her body. To go to the nearest hospital she would have to turn around, or she could go home that was closer and patch herself up. She wasn't a doctor, but she could remove the bullet. She started getting up slowly so as not to make her situation worse. - "Ugh! I-I have to as soon as possible-"

She didn't finish the sentence because something interrupted her again. It was also a bullet, but this time it hit her in the head. She fell to the ground and her ears began to ring unbearably. She put her hand on her head and when she took it off she also saw blood.

After a while, her vision began to blur. She knew her time had come and there was no saving her now. She was not as desperate as her victims, who begged God for help. Unlike them, she has already come to terms with her fate. The last thing she thought before she let out her last exhale was.

"You better get ready Hell, because you're not ready for what awaits you. Welcome new arrival (Y/N) Hartfelt."

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Inside out Halloween party

(It's Halloween night in Headquarters, and the emotions are having a Halloween party).

Fritz: I must say, Joy. You really outdid yourself this year.

Joy: Why, thank you, Fritz.

Fritz: No problem, Joy.

(Everyone was having a good time, playing Halloween games like candy corn toss, pumpkin tic-tac-toe, donuts on a string, wrap the mummy, and pin the tail on the black cat).

Patience: Where's Envy? She's missing out on all the fun.

Anger: She's still getting her costume ready.

Patience: Well, I hope she'll be ready soon. It would be a shame if she missed the entire party.

Anger: Well, I can't wait to see what her costume is.

Patience: What do you think it will be?

Anger: Well, knowing Envy, it'll probably be something cute, like a princess or a rabbit, or maybe even a popular cartoon character like Bluey.

(Envy slowly opens the door, where we see red eyes glowing in the darkness. It is revealed that Envy is dressed as a vampire).

Envy: Your blood shall be mine...

Anger: "Laughs." Even when you dress as something scary, you're cute.

Envy: This isn't a costume, I'm an actual vampire!

Anger: "Heh." Nice try, Envy.

Anxiety: Anger, I don't think she's joking.

Anger: Oh, come on, guys. (Walks up to Envy) Vampires aren't real. Isn't that right, Envy?

Envy in thought: "Yes, get closer, I'm hungry..."

(Anger gets right next to Envy to pat her on her head. Which Envy saw as the perfect time to strike. She bites Anger on his "neck" and sucks his blood).

Anxiety: Oh my God!

Fear: Everyone, run!!!

(Everyone splits up, and a bat flies into the scene. The bat goes into his real form, as he's actually a vampire).

Nicholas: Good job, my little vampling.

Envy: Ohh, his blood was spicy!

Nicholas: I can imagine with his firepower. Now, let's give him some proper vampire attire.

(It cuts to Fear, Lance, and Disgust running into the attic).

Fear: That was terrifying!

Disgust: You're telling us!

Lance: How did this even happen?

(Fear sees that there were in the attic and realized that this was probably his doing).

Fear: I think this was my fault.

Disgust: And what makes you think that?

Fear: Remember when I decided to clean the attic?

Disgust: Yeah, why?

Fear: Do you remember that there was a bat and that it bit Envy on the hand?

Disgust: Are you suggesting that the bat was a vampire?

Fear: Yes, and so it's my fault this is happening because I disturbed the vampire and led them to you guys.

Lance: But, Fear, there was no way for you to have known that the bat was a vampire.

Fear: But now we're all probably gonna be turned into vampires.

Disgust: Not necessarily.

Fear: What do you mean?

Disgust: I've watched enough vampire movies with Ennui and Sadness to know that if we kill the original vampire, then all the people they've bitten will turn back to normal.

Lance: Okay, but how do we do that?

Disgust: It's simple. We corner the original vampire, and you stab them in the heart with your sword.

Lance: Oh, that's pretty violent, but it's better than all of us becoming vampires.

Disgust: Alright, now let's go find the others.

(They leave the attic, with Lance leading the way holding his sword in hand, while Fear and Disgust stay behind him. It cuts to Anxiety, alone in the library).

Anxiety: This has to be a nightmare. Come on, Anxiety, wake up, wake up, wake up!

Nicholas: You can try to wake up all you want, but this is all reality.

(Anxiety tries to call for help, but Nicholas grabs Anxiety and covers her mouth before she could).

Nicholas: It's no use, no one cam save you now.

(Nicholas bites Anxiety and drinks her blood. She faints, and it cuts to Patience hiding in her room alone).

Patience: I can't believe this is happening. I can't believe I lost Anger...

Anger: But, Patience. You haven't lost me...

(Patience feels a chill in her spine from suddenly hearing Anger's voice).

Patience: Anger, is that you?

(Patience turns around to see Anger standing in the other side of the room as a vampire).

Anger: It sure is, my dear...

Patience: Oh God!

(Patience backs up as Anger walks forward).

Patience:(scared) What do you want from me?

(Anger pins Patience against the wall).

Anger: I want your love...

(Anger seems to be preparing to kiss Patience. Patience prepares to kiss Anger, which was her big mistake. He was waiting for Patience to close her eyes, and when she did, he bit her neck).

Patience: Oh, my God...

(Anger starts drinking her blood, and Patience holds onto Anger).

Patience: Oh, Anger...

(Anger stops drinking Patience's blood and kisses her. Patience tastes her own blood, she eventually passes out).

Anger: Sleep well, my dear...

(Anger picks up Patience and takes her to be changed into vampiric clothing. It cuts to Rainbow Unicorn and Bloofy hiding in the basement).

Rainbow Unicorn: This is the worst Halloween ever!

Bloofy: "Shh." (Whsipering) Be quiet. They might hear us.

Rainbow Unicorn:(Whispering) Oh, sorry.

(Bloofy and Rainbow Unicorn tried looking for something to defend themselves with when they hear the door open).

Anxiety: Hello, friends...

(Bloofy and Rainbow Unicorn turn around to see Anxiety as a vampire and Nicholas on top of the stairs. They lunge at the two and bit them. It cuts to Joy, Sadness, and Ennui in the kitchen, hearing Bloofy and Rainbow Unicorn screaming off screen).

Joy: Oh boy, it sounds like Bloofy and Rainbow Unicorn have been bit.

Sadness: I hope everyone else is OK.

Ennui: Me too, now let's go look for some garlic to protect ourselves.

Joy and Sadness: Alright.

(The three look for garlic, but couldn't find any garlic anywhere).

Nicholas: Looks like you've run out of garlic.

(Joy, Sadness, and Ennui turn around to see Nicholas wearing a gas mask and holding all in a trashcan. He then throws the garlic, out the window, and into the memory dump).

Joy: No...

Nicholas: Alright, my vamplings, they're all yours...

(Envy, Anger, and Patience emerge from the shadows and bite Joy, Sadness, and Ennui. It cuts to Tyler and Bobby entering the basement).

Tyler: Bloofy, Rainbow Unicorn, are you still down here?

Bobby: We heard you screaming, are you okay?

Rainbow Unicorn: Oh, we're better than okay...

(Rainbow Unicorn and Bloofy turn around, revealing that they've become vampires).

Bloofy: We're great, and soon you'll be too...

(Rainbow Unicorn pounces on Bobby and bites him before he could run away).

Tyler: Bobby, no!

(Tyler runs up the stairs and tries to open the door, but he couldn't.)

Tyler: Why won't the door open!?

(It shows Nicholas holding on to the knob to keep the door close. It cuts back to Tyler, trying to open the door when Bloofy grabs Tyler and drags him into the darkness. Tyler screams, and it cuts to Fritz and Paula hiding in Joy's room).

Paula: Sounds like Tyler's been turned.

Fritz: Dammit, we're dropping like flies!

Paula: What do we do?

Fritz: I don't know, but I think we're safe in here.

Joy: My, how nice of you to bring us breakfast in bed.

(Fritz and Paula see Joy as a vampire, standing next to the left side of the bed).

Fritz: Oh, God!

Paula: Let's get out of here!

(Fritz and Paula try to get off the bed, but Ennui shows up next to the right side of the bed).

Ennui: You're not going anywhere. Our proie petite(little prey).

(Joy grabs Fritz while Ennui grabs Paula).

Paula: Uh, you don't want to drink our blood. It tastes like garlic.

Ennui: Nonsense, I bet your blood tastes très bien.

Joy: Let's find out.

(Fritz and Paula try to fight back, but they were overpowered and were bit. They passed out once Joy and Ennui were done drinking their blood).

Ennui: Not bad, how was yours?

Joy: Wow, blood is so delicious!

(Ennui blushes and smiles at the sight of Joy).

Ennui: You're so beautiful when you're covered in blood...

Joy: Really, thanks, Qui qui.

Ennui: You're welcome, my Étoile Petite.

(It cuts to Embarrassment hiding in the pantry).

Embarrassment in thought: "Is it safe to come out!? Has anyone else been turned!? Am I the only one left!?"

(Embarrassment hears footsteps coming his way).

Embarrassment in thought: " Oh, God! Someone's coming! I gotta be prepared if it's a vampire!"

(Embarrassment takes some garlic powder and is ready to throw it at any vampires that open that door. The door completely opened, and it was only Fear, Lance, and Disgust).

Embarrassment:"Breathe of relief." Oh, thank God, it's only you guys!

Disgust: What's the garlic powder for?

Embarrassment:(embarrassed) Oh, that was for self-defense in case you guys were vampires.

Disgust: Okay...

Lance: You want to go find the others with us?

Embarrassment: Sure...

Lance: Alright, let's go.

(The four try to get back to the console room where the party was being held, when they came across a cross path).

Disgust: Okay, so now what?

Fear: We're gonna have to split up. Embarrassment and I will go left, while you and Lance go right).

Disgust: Okay.

Lance: Alright.

(They split up, and we follow Fear and Embarrassment through the left hallway).

Fear: You still have that garlic powder, right?

Embarrassment: Yep.

Fear: Good, we'll need it to defend ourselves against the vampires.

(The two continue down the hallway when they encounter Sadness and Anxiety).

Anxiety:(flirting tone) Oh, Fear...

Sadness: Embarrassment...

Embarrassment: Sadness!?

Fear: Anxiety?...

Anxiety: Oh, Fear. I want us to be together forever, and we can if you...

(Anxiety pulls down Fear's shirt collar).

Embarrassment: Fear, don't let her tempt you!

Feae: Too late, Embarrassment...

(It shows Fear being bitten by Anxiety).

Embarrassment: Oh, no!

(The vampires walk up to Embarrassment).

Embarrassment: Stay back, I've got garlic powder!

Sadness: But, Embarrassment. If you let me bite you, we can be together forever...

(Embarrassment realized what Sadness said and contemplated on what to do. It cuts to Lance and Disgust entering the console room).

Lance: Show yourself, fiend!

Nicholas: With pleasure!

(Nicholas revels himself).

Lance: There you are. Prepare to be defeated!

Nicholas: On the contrary, it's you who should prepare for defeat, for it is two against sixteen.

(Lance and Disgust are surrounded by all the other characters who were turned).

Lance: What about Nostalgia?

Nostalgia: I've actually been a vampire this entire time. This whole vampire takeover was actually my idea.

Lance: Oh, boy.

(Disgust was suddenly bitten by Embarrassment, and she was turned).

Nostalgia: Now you're the only one left, Lance. So you should just give up now.

Lance: Never!

(Lance pins Nostalgia down with this foot to end the vampire takeover. He was about to pull out his sword but ended up pulling out a baguette instead).

Lance: What the!?

(Lance turns around to see Fear holding his sword).

Fear: Looking for this?

(Disgust wakes up as a vampire and grabs Lance to bite him).

Lance: Nooooo!!!

(It cuts to everyone being a vampire, chilling in the console room).

Nostalgia: I'm so glad everything went according to plan.

Patience: So why did you want to turn us all into vampires?

Nostalgia: So that we can all be together forever.

Disgust: "Bleugh!" This candy tastes awful now!

Nicholas: Yeah, when you become a vampire, you only like the taste of blood.

(The gang hears the doorbell ring).

Trick-or-treaters: Trick-or-treat!

Nostalgia: Are you all ready for some sweet treats?

Joy: (excited) Of course!

Fear: I'm definitely ready, I haven't consumed any blood yet.

(It cuts to the trick-or-treaters at the front door. The gang opened the door, their eyes glowing in the darkness. They lick their fangs, and its implied that they've bitten the trick or-treaters).

(The end)