#like no shade to anyone it just hit me out of the blue lmao

[jewvian]

Okay so was anyone gonna tell me Tatiana Maslany is married, for a while now, to someone who isn't Tom Cullen or was I supposed to randomly find out about it after reading an article about this year's Tony awards?

[opalimagines]

Please Call Me Back

You go to New York City after Rick's blow up, and he realizes how badly he screwed up. Takes place during Frenemies Chapter Twelve.

Rick Tyler/gn!reader

Warnings: Kinda angsty, limiterless Rick is a jerk

Notes: I just always thought Rick should be an asshole to the reader while having his hourglass problem. Because he was kind of being one in canon anyway lmao.

"Has anyone heard from (Y/N)?"

Beth looked at Yolanda and Courtney before turning back to Rick. "No, we haven't been able to get a hold of them at all. I ended up tracking their phone, and they've been in New York City. It looks like they're visiting The Shade. The timing isn't great, but we're hoping they'll show up."

A pit formed in Rick's stomach as Beth spoke. At least you weren't in Blue Valley and unaccounted for, since that could mean you ran into Ultra-Humanite or Icicle, but it still wasn't good news. Because he knew full well that you wouldn't have gone to visit your father without letting the team know. Unless something more had happened.

"They left because of me..."

"Rick? Are you in there? I talked just talked to Beth–"

Rick wrenched his front door open, finding you on the other side, looking at him with worry. You were out of your costume by then, your left forearm covered in a red cast. There was a twinge of anger at the sight of it, but he looked back up at you. "What do you want?"

You flinched at his rough tone, and if he were in his right mind, he would've felt awful. "Beth told me what happened at her house. I wanted to check on you."

Rick chuckled, crossing his arms over his chest. "What, are you here to lecture me?"

"You were completely out of control last night, Rick. You have to have realized that." With the way he was acting at the Mahkent house, you were terrified that he could end up killing someone during the fight, whether it was Cameron or one of his grandparents. You'd never thought he would be capable of that. It simply wasn't him. "Something's very wrong with that hourglass, and we just want to help you."

"We? Because you're my friend too, right?" Rick took a few steps forward until he was right in front of you. "We both know you're just a freak with no friends, who's trying way too hard to be part of a team."

His words hit you right in the chest and knocked the wind out of you. Your mouth opened and closed a few times as you tried to say something, but it was just silence.

"I'm not your boyfriend. What I do is none of your business, and I don't need your help. So leave me the hell alone for once."

"I–" You took a breath, trying to hold back the tears that attempted to escape. The last thing you wanted to do was make this more humiliating. "That thing is going to kill you, Rick."

Before he could say anything else, you were gone.

He'd felt attacked that day, so he lashed out at people who showed him nothing but kindness—you, Beth, her parents. You came to his house out of concern for him, and he said things he knew would cut you to the bone. He already felt disgusted with himself for hitting Courtney, so his behavior after only made it worse.

Yolanda started to say something, but Rick stood up and headed towards the kitchen, pulling his phone out of his pocket. He found your contact, the smile in your picture a contrast to the last time he saw you, and hit call.

It rang and rang, until finally...

"You've reached (Y/N). I'm busy right now, but leave a message, and I'll get back to you in a flash!"

There was a moment where he thought about hanging up, but he stayed on the line. "It's Rick. I'm–" He couldn't just apologize over a voicemail. "...Please call me back when you get this."

Rick hung the phone up and ran his hand back through his hair, hoping he'd hear from you soon.

Never know how I wanted to feel

Never quite said what I wanted to say to you

Never quite managed the words to explain to you

Never quite knew how to make them believable

And now the time has gone

Another time undone

Robert Smith's voice played over your headphones as you looked out over New York City, all the way from the top of the Empire State Building. After your encounter with Rick, you grabbed your Walkman and your most depressing tapes, then went to meet your father. He'd had his own experience with addiction and getting clean, which meant he could give you advice on how to best help Rick with his hourglass.

And having a little breather from what was happening in Blue Valley didn't hurt.

You'd arrived at Sand Hawkins' brownstone the day before and talked to your father—and even got to meet all the other legacies—but once it was a new day, you wanted some time alone to deal with your hurt feelings. You wanted to cry somewhere that almost no one else could reach. It didn't matter that New York wasn't as beautiful or comforting as Opal, not at that moment.

The wind had you pulling your jacket tighter around your body as you sniffled, wiping tears away with your sleeve. You'd already gathered that Rick didn't return your feelings, but you never imagined he'd say such terrible things. Even though you knew he was basically on drugs and out of his mind, it still hurt. And it hurt more when you realized that he must have figured out that you liked him at some point. Why else would he say some of the things he did?

You had every intention of going back to Blue Valley in a few hours to help with this voyeur situation and get Rick through this mess with the hourglass—if he would even accept that he had a problem—but there was a part of you thinking that after all of that was through, you should just be in New York with the rest of the superpowered 'freaks'. That maybe there was a grain of truth in Rick's words, and you weren't fitting in with the JSA quite as well as you thought.

Sighing, you scraped a fingernail over the rough surface of your cast. Jennie got everyone to sign it after you arrived, despite the fact that you'd only met Todd, Sand, and Grant that very same day. Even your father had written his name in neat cursive. Between the names, you'd scribbled a bunch of little doodles. Random things to fill the space. Your finger landed on the tiny Sonic and Tails near your wrist, and you hated that the sight of it caused a lump in your throat.

How did you ever think you had a chance?

A gentle tap to your shoulder nearly made you jump out of your skin, and you looked up to see your father, fully decked out as The Shade. You moved your headphones to hang around your neck as he offered you a handkerchief from his pocket. Wiping your damp cheeks with it, you gave him a halfhearted frown. "Why did you have to sneak up on me like that?"

"I called your name, my dear. You couldn't hear me over that noise you enjoy so much," he replied, teasing a bit in hopes that you'd smile.

You hugged your knees a bit tighter. "I said I would be back for dinner."

"Yes, and I am perfectly alright with that. But..." Your father produced your phone from the breast pocket of his coat and held it out to you. "...if I hear this thing make another sound today, I'm sending it to the Shadowlands."

Apparently, you'd left your phone at the brownstone. You were surprised you'd even had it on you when you arrived in New York, considering how you would forget it at the house pretty regularly. "It's been ringing that much?"

"Unfortunately, yes."

You unlocked it to be greeted with many notifications, mostly from Beth, Yolanda, and Courtney, and a few from Barbara even. But one caught your eye. A missed call and a voicemail from Rick. You quickly pressed play and held it up to your ear.

"It's Rick. I'm...Please call me back when you get this."

He sounded more like himself and less like the jerk you'd talked to the last time you saw him, which had you even more worried. Had something happened?

You glanced at the barrage of texts from the rest of the team wondering where you were and asking if you were okay. You couldn't help a bit of guilt knowing that you'd worried them by not mentioning your little trip.

The most recent message was from Beth:

Ultra-Humanite and Icicle are in Blue Valley!

"Oh, damnation." You got to your feet and showed your father the screen. "We've got trouble."

Shade's expression morphed into one of disgust as soon as he read those names. He didn't like any of his fellow villains much, but those two were high on the list. "Naturally, something interesting happens in Blue Valley only after I've left. I assume you won't be joining us for dinner?"

"Rain check?" You asked, shoving your phone into your pocket.

"Of course." He gave your shoulder a squeeze. "Good luck, my dear."

"Thanks, Papa."

You quickly hugged him before racing back to Blue Valley, hoping you weren't too late to help.

[twistmusings]

MOD AZUL LMAO HOW ARE WE FEELING ABOUT TWST GOJO?✨️✨️✨️

LMFAO Iove that you guys have just taken to asking me about every update as they come out because of my low activity due to canon events right now. I genuinely fond out when stuff drops in TWST JPN pretty much as soon as you tell me. /srs

Some card spoilers below the cut!

Honestly, I know you made the comparison to Gojo but I look at him and I see beside from a goth Beatles cover band. 💀 Definitely excited to see what the event entails though! Fun facts about Mod Azul, the first Disney movie I watched as a child WAS Nightmare before Christmas, so this actually has me very excited for obvious reasons. I do love the design, but my man looks like an absolute SHITHEAD - I fully expect this event is going to be meddling. I know people are speculating he may be twisted from the Mayor, because of his pupils, and that wouldn't surprise me at all. To be honest, I almost wonder if he is twisted from the general concept more so than any one character. I see more indicators that he was twisted from Jack than anyone else in his design because it's very skeletal - though I do wonder if Oogie Boogie will be making an appearance in some way.

The new cards look super cool - I feel like the costume and hair designs lean even further into Yana's previous work on Black Butler than pretty much everything we've seen so far! I also think it's pretty cool that the Halloween even is actually using a notably different color palette and style than past Halloween events.

TWST has always had a very saturated color palette, even in the Halloween events, so it's super cool to see them play with the actual color language itself. I've pulled Jade's halloween cards to compare them for you to illustrate the differences:

Particularly in the hair - you can see how Jade's hair has been desaturated and sort of greyed out, which I think is a super cool way of incorporating the Tim Burton style into the game. ALSO

LEONA'S REGULAR CARD IS HANDLED WELL. I'm trying not to get my hopes too high, but even with the desaturate palette so far, he is still able to maintain some depth to his skin while still looking paler to match with the style. Now I am certainly hoping I don't eat crow - I know how things went with the Kings Garb card, but I'm going to hold out hope that we will get a really cool Leona SSR. Aside from the Fairy Gala, we haven't really had a "formal wear" Leona card, and I'm really hoping that the SSR looks good!

To give some clarification what I mean - when you are desaturating a color palette, specifically for darker skin tones, you want to mute the saturation of the color without losing the depth of the color. When we are speaking about skin tones, human skin is made up of a mix of colors - primarily yellows and reds, though we also get some blue as well. When you're working with a dark skin tone. In that sense, you don't want to add grey, you want to neutralize some of the warmth with blue tones and even fully dip into blue tones in shadow, which this artist has done. I have actually color picked this palette and put it against a white background to show what I mean and wow this is a gorgeous color palette!!

It definitely depends on the monitor and the brightness settings, but on the monitor I have calibrated to do illustration on - those colors are Navy Blue, A dark lipstick Mauve, a soft violet, and then some brighter orange brown and yellow brown where the moonlight is hitting. Even in the shadows, those cooler colors (the purples) are warmer shades of those colors that make sense with his skin tone. It's a beautiful palette using a ton of gem tones and cool colors and I'm holding out hope that the groovies keep with this trend, especially considering we have both Leona and Jamil getting much needed SSRs this go around.

So far as other thoughts - in Japan the event has been called "Lost in the book with Tim Burton's The Nightmare Before Christmas", which leads me to believe this will be similar to the Stitch event where the boys end up in a book in an entirely alternate world and will likely wake up not knowing what happened. I'm also guessing given the track record with the Halloween events and the fact that Nightmare before Christmas is a musical that we're likely going to get more Twistunes with this Halloween event. I don't know if we're going Masquerade levels with it, but I certainly hope we get to hear Leona and Sebek sing, and we know that Jamil can!

Also this event includes Vil, Leona, AND Malleus, so I fully expect at some point these three are going to beef because you can't put these three drama queens in a room and have them NOT devolve into arguing. I eagerly await that.

Also I don't know if they are keeping any of the Christmas theme of nightmare before Christmas, but if they do I cannot wait for the boys to ILLEGALLY DETAIN SANTA CLAUS.

[lovelykil]

「 Come to Terms 」

butters x male reader older ver.

cw; angst (I am so bad at writing it LMAO)

note; I wanna start writing more butters content tbh if anyone has some butters requests plslslspls tell me ty 🤭

The fragile blonde male watched as you carelessly threw yourself onto your female friends, laughing at their jokes. Putting a hand on their shoulder occasionally and glancing at them in a flirt. Butter's heart ached, even though this was pretty normal for him he still didn't understand why you did that.

He messed with his hands, fidgeting to calm him. Why did you always make him feel so unwanted? Like he was just a experiment toy. Lying to his face with your feelings?

All he wanted was to feel loved by you, but you just couldn't come to terms with your sexuality.

"Y/n, why do you flirt with other girls when you're supposed to be with me?" Butters pulled away from you, his hand laying on your chest. You pulled away from him in a grumble, feeling your eyes roll inside your eye sockets from the ruined intimacy moment.

You let go of Butters to stick your hands in your pockets "You're such a buzz kill, let me live will you? And I don't flirt with them they do it with me first." You crossed your arms, not seeing a problem with what your boyfriend was trying to tell. Though you couldn't care less all he was to you was a mere experiment trying to see if you actually liked guys or not.

But you wouldn't be caught dead kissing him in public.

Butters looked at you, his face conflicted.

His hands rolled up in a tight fist ready to speak his mind, hopefully to get you to get a grasp of what he felt. His chest tightened, and a rush of heat washed over him, causing his face to turn a deep shade of red. The surge of adrenaline coursed through his veins, electrifying his senses.

It felt like he was going to explode, but.. a tear rolled down his pasty white cheek.

Soon more tears streamed down his face, his fist were no longer digging into his flesh they were loose and dangling from the sides of his pants.

Your eyes wandered towards the weeping small male his head was low and his pride crushed, you mentally cursed to yourself, clicking your tounge slightly.

"Butters I-"

"I don't want to hear it okay? I'm so done and tired of you throwing me to the side because you can't make up your mind about your sexuality!"

"You're reaching too far Stotch." You stepped closer to him, obviously offended by what he said. You couldn't help but feel suddenly uncomfortable your eye twitched as you stared at the blonde male.

Butters let out a faint laugh, his head slowly rising up you rose your brow from his change of emotion. He looked into your eyes, wiping his with his hands. Once he was finished he took in a deep breath and shook his head in disappointment.

"We can't be together anymore, I'm sorry."

"What?"

"I'm not your experimental toy, when you come to terms with yourself then this can work." Butters moved close to where you were standing he was only inches away from your face, you leaned back slightly in hesitation but moved in shortly after, feeling his hand on your face.

"I love you Y/n." He whispered, his voice low and downhearted but still managed to sound genuine with a soft look in his light blue eyes. His words hit deep in your heart almost like a knife plunged deep into a wound, it hurt like fucking hell and you didn't know what to do.

"I-.."

"Bye Y/n." Butters hand returned to his sides, he took one long glance at you, his eyes fixed on your stunned expression before leaving with a sad small.

He closed the door behind him as he left.

You stood in your room looking at your floor in disbelief, guilt, and shame.

"What the fuck is happening to me?"

[mika-0730]

Tagged by @queen-vv! Thank you and i had a bunch of fun with this :3

Last song i heard: Motherland from Ado

I love the MV and it's jumped up my personal fave list. Certain notes during the chorus hit hard for me

Fav color: Most shades of blue 💙💙💙💙

My eyes are blue, i want my hair to be blue, blue is the BEST (followed by pink and i swear i was like this since i was a child, truly trans coded from birth lmao)

Last watched Series: rewatched bocchi the rock most recently, but dunmeshi and lycoris recoil also here

Spicy/Sweet/Savory: I'm a sweets girl first and foremost but after that i love all of these

Relationship Status: ironically "it's complicated" is probably it. I'm poly, but still technically not officially divorced from this common law marriage (probably just gonna wait out the relationship Status to expire/agree we divorced at some point), I'm talking to a few people with varying degrees of interest and levels of comfy with it.

Last thing i googled: searching for source on an image

Last thing i read: "Goblin Is Very Strong", solid 7-8/10. Cute Yuri romp cut short

Current Obsession: Unfortunately depression brain has hit so nothing really at the moment, but slowly getting back into gaming and Yuri

Something I'm looking forward to: March 8th, first paycheck free from paying rent in a place I'm not staying. After that, I'd like to travel and see some friends soon. Pacific NW, Boston, San Diego, Japan, Canada, maybe the EU all on the eventually list

As for tagging people I'm pretty bad at this but let's go with:

@maddy-was-taken

@jacqylfrost

@karmotrinedream

@mothgirlthing

And anyone else who reads this and says "i would wanna do that" imagine I'm also including y'all (and for those i tagged if you don't like being tagged in these lmk and I'll make a note)

[kae-karo]

Ao3 wrapped thingie

6+9 haha nice. Also 28 and/or 29 :)

HI ANON ehehe nice 😏 for context (x)

6. Favorite title you used

OKAY SO it's gotta be a tie cause i absolutely loved the meaning behind the titling (both for the fic and chapters) that i did for consumption (x) but also getting to use a jacksepticeye reference for the do you have 90 minutes? (x) title rly cracked me up

9. Favorite pairing you wrote for this year?

augh. i mean it should come as no surprise to anyone who's followed me for the past 6mo but i think ryusae became a really comfortable pairing to write? just like. super easy to slip into. close contender would be ryurin though cause that angst and enemies-to-lovers type beat hits really well sometimes lmao

28. Favorite work you wrote this year?

has to be KNOCK.ME.OUT (x) like idk what about it just really got me but i legitimately reread that fic like. at least a dozen times before i posted it (i was originally holding onto it for an event but the event got cancelled last minute, so i posted it on the original posting date anyway) but like rereading a fic once or twice before i post it is pretty standard, so rereading it that much,,,,idk it just had a stranglehold on me in the best way lmao

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

A tiny upturn of the corner of his lip, you knew what that meant once and it's slipped away, the memory of a page but not the words printed on it.

--

Because you miss laying on the same plane with him, because you kept the taste of being lost together under your tongue while you watched his back grow smaller in the distance.

--

"I stole your dream," Michael says, and you hear the shattering of glass in his voice. His eyes trip between sky blue and the darkest shade of nightfall - he doesn't mean it, already knew that wasn't the right answer. A throwaway guess. He only needed one, and you thought you were clever.

"I lied," you say instead. "One guess."

"You're cruel, Itoshi." To call you Sae would paint him blue, and he doesn't say it, but you hear it hang off the end of his lips anyway. They curve up, a crescent moon smile.

"Pots and kettles, Michael." This paints him blue too, by your hand, and he can't avoid it.

--

He didn't, and here you are, weaving blue through your fingertips like it's the ends of Michael's hair and you're fifteen again, and you mean it, that he should've broken you a little better, because you still haven't found all the pieces he shattered you into, and it's growing tedious trying to figure out where they all went.

Maybe Michael held onto a few.

--

i gotta say that as far as favorite lines/passages go, the absolute first thing that comes to mind is dark blue (x), in which i had a lot of fun with imagery and 2nd person pov and just the concept as a whole. the final bit as well is a favorite, but it requires more context than just the quote itself, so i'll leave that for anyone who wants to read the fic lmao

[send me ao3 wrapped asks from this list!]

[mandalhoerian]

Hey, I don't know if anyone's mentioned this to you before, but I just wanted to say making Vera's color scheme pink (with black) totally makes her super recognizable and iconic, you know? It's a genius character design choice to me because in all of Resident Evil, there's no other character that's "pink," so she really stands out in a fresh way. It's like you filled a gap we didn't even realize was there. Plus, she's got that whole tech vibe going on, which is so cool because she stands out from all the scientists and badass fighters dealing with bioterrorism. I just think she's awesome and the thought put into her design is top-notch! I miss her sm I hope you update soon <3

RAHHHHH ANON KICKING MY FEET GIGGLING THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ?????? I FEEL SO VALIDATED AHAHAHAH LIKE YES MY EFFORT HAS BEEN NOTICED BAAHAHAH

You didn't ask for this at all but I'm going to ramble ANYWAY. SO

I was extremely particular about making her "recognizable" as you say, like memorable. Because good god RE has so many good female characters who are so unique, and color-coded somehow, honest to god I was like "WHAT IS LEFT IN THIS UNIVERSE I DONT KNOW HOW TO MAKE A DISTINCTIVE OC WHAT AM I GONNA DO"

----- like, I had a friend who knows extremely early drafts of her, and embarrassingly she was a corrupt, snobby, scope-hungry journalist redhead who wore red and dressed like veronica lodge from riverdale 🙃🤐

and then she was korean for a while (this fell after i discovered ashiemochi's so-ah). and then turkish. and then the turkish journalist thing fell AS WELL because i discovered other journalist ocs on tumblr paired with leon and a turkish journalist on wattpad and i was like "oh my god fuck i am scrapping everything" (this idea later got recycled in moth to a flame)

first drafts are absolute hell, as you can see.

i actually dont remember how i got the pink idea. im also like. obsessed with color? i guess. i like to categorize so it's always fascinating when a character/thing is associated with a color/symbol/animal/ and owns it -- like, the girlies in RE -- they made Ashley orange-yellow, sheva purple (kinda? its not as prominent as the others), rebecca pistachio green, alex wesker white, ada cherry red, claire apple red and it just HITS, it could just be a me-thing though. It falls apart at one pointt I know, because how many characters can you color code hahahah (and they didnt even try with the men. they're shades of blue, all of them. or black. bo-ring. they went with the hair and body type for them while the girls got the colors kinda DDJSKDS) -- so take it with a grain of salt, it's just that I love color as a starting and developing point and I cant overgrow it 😭

but like. interestingly there was no pink pink character like you said — apart from moira burton that is who has it in like the hood of her jacket and bracelet and nowhere else, though she is a minor character? i guess in a zombie game franchise marketed to boys majorly in earlier years, they wouldn't really prefer pink LMAO so it was easier to bubblegum chainsaw an OC in since that was a deliberately left alone concept. I was like "mine now" and put a spin to it!!!!! I love that she's just black-pink. It's her whole thing. Such a satisfying thing to me to work with

I'm glad you think highly of this, the opportunity was ripe for the taking and I just went for it! Thank you so much for taking the time to share your thoughts with me!1!!!💕💕💕

EDIT: I FORGOT THE TECH THING YOU SAID IM SORRY. Yeah that was on purpose to further establish her to be her own thing as well. Too much "she's not like the other girls" vibes here AND ITS WORRYING but no she is just like the other girls and is proud of it. I just wanted to explore other occupations DJSDHSJSJKD Legit it started out as wanting to branch out and experimenting how I could incorporate it to RE's story!!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH AGAIN I WANT TO KISS YOU CONSENSUALLY ON THE FOREHEAD THIS ASK MADE MY DAY IM WORKING ON THE NEW CHAPTER CURRENTLY!! Hopefully it will be out this month, you know how long the chapters can get 😭

[show-us-kaidenshenandoah]

first one in this series, woo-hoo lol ● if the "table of contents" post isnt showing you all of the links as is in connection to this post, then you gotta click on the "table of contents" post itself (as in "go to its notes" if that clarifies what i mean lmao rip) and leave this reblogged-section behind for a quick bit. then the "table of contents" post will show you the most updated version of itself with all its links ...yeah, idk why tumblr is so broken either, fam :/

this is my cat's collar. and i think it has a lot of aspects to it most people will likely be inspired by and some things y'all may even want (and ill link where i got everything, even the tangential aesthetic things not related to the point of this post)

the main really cool things here are that all my information is hidden (great for not having to censor every picture of my cat that shows her tags; great anti-stalking tool for anyone with that fear) and that her tags+key-rings can be taken on/off without the key-rings hurting my hand or breaking any fingernails thanks to a little accessory i was able to add to it

as a brief aside: my cat has pill-themed stuff on her collar because she was named after the allergy medication, Allegra. i didnt know that was a real name, i thought i was doing the equivalent of an "obvious joke name" as if naming my cat Claritin lol

tldr;; the holographic tag-protector (or "tag silencer") is by StitchByIssaDesigned on etsy (product listing here). i put all of Allegra's tags in there that could be used to stalk/doxx me, so i don't have the censor all my pictures of her or worry someone else is trying to take photos of her for the purpose of reading her tags → knowing my information when i take Allegra out with me. the accessory that helps my hands with her tags+key-rings is available on Amazon as of writing this, and is a re-purposed "Nite Ize S-Biner MicroLock" (it's usually for holding your keys. hence "re-purposed" lol) (product listing here) which is a mini-carabiner shaped like an 8/S that has a locking mechanisms, resulting in a carabiner with two "sections". one section that locks to her collar and one that locks to her tags (and charms + bells, since my family and i are hard of hearing and need Allegra to wear a ton so she is noisy enough for us to hear her). so i just unlock the S-biner, and unhook the section of it connected to her collar, and i can easily and immediately transfer all her tags to a new or seasonal collar; or i can unlock the section that connects to her tags so i can remove an outdated/busted tag from the collection; all without hurting my fingers or breaking my nails in trying to fuck around with any key-rings and whatnot lol

other parts of Allegra's accesories, as well as in-depth explanations with lots of details about her tag-protector and repurposed microlock S-biner and other said accessories associated with her collar/in the picture are below the Read More ✌️

how i got my information hidden was through searching the internet for what is called a "tag protector" (sometimes called a "tag silencer"). from what i can tell, most people use these for animals that tend to scratch or otherwise incidentally destroy their tags (mainly, big outdoors-y dogs). hence the name, "tag PROTECTOR". (though the "tag silencer" type are made bc the person hates the sound of jingling tags. i personally can't relate to that, im hard of hearing and so is most of my family; so Allegra has a TON of charms and bells on her collar, lots that aren't even pictured here, so we can hear where she is in spite of our hearing loss)

the one i specifically got is by StitchByIssaDesigned on etsy; i got the small tag-protector, with artic blue stitching and rose-gold holo fabric (which the fabric being holographic helps lessen my anxieties about Allegra getting out, being such a dark cat out at night-time or out in the day-time in a shaded area, and possibly getting hit by a car; as well as comforts me that is more likely people will be able to find her, bc she has a holo tag that can be picked up by flashlights even if her reflective eyes are closed or looking in another direction). make sure you measure your tags in size AND quantity, Allegra's tags fit in size but were pushing the protector's limit at, i think, 4 or 5 tags being held inside it. there is a larger size sold by the same seller, and i would go there if you have 4+ tags or bigger tag-size than the product listing. the seller is super great, i loved her, she has a lot of custom pet-stuff she'll embroider for you (a big part of her market are service animals), she's got a loyal customer for life in me should i ever desire another one of her products, she is so quick to reply within 24 to 48 hours along with being extremely accomadating. very much recommend her, go support her, she's so great lmao

heads up, the seller does give you tiny key-rings so you dont have your tags loose in the protector. if you need an even tinier key-ring, youll have to get one yourself. my order? she was so embarrassed that she forgot to send me the tiny key-rings, she only remembered to send the big one with my order. Issa is so sweet, she offered to send me the missing tiny key-rings at no extra-charge asap. we only found out bc i messaged her asking "are the tags supposed to be loose inside the protector, or...?" (they were not supposed to be loose lmao). i ended up turning her offer down bc i had then-recently been gifted(? i dont remember if this was a gift/who gifted me it, but i THINK it was a gift?) this "split ring plier"/key-ring plier set with a case of tons of key-rings in varying sizes. so i just asked what size she usually sent people so i could do the same size or smaller. worked out great for me! i was very happy lmao just know you are supposed to get key-rings if you order from her, dont hold it against Issa that i personally didn't get any tiny key-rings from her bc that had been a one-off accident AND i ended up turning her down in her frantic offer to fix the issue anyway. she's still a 5/5 star seller in my book lmao

the reason why i got it is that i personally have a history of having been stalked as a teenager multiple times, and i also have a perpetual fear of being doxxed thanks to me having a dream of working in animation yet seeing Steven Universe storyboarders get doxxed for benign reasons (as far as i remember anyway, but i digress). so a very important thing to me, especially but not exclusively when posting online pictures of my cat, was doing my best to censor my cat's tags whenever possible since her tags have my phone-number and my family's address. i was also, rather irrationally but still, scared of someone taking a picture of my cat when i'd have her out of the house with me (for vets, for a fun day-trip, whatever) for the purpose of reading my cat's tags → find my information through their photo. so i wanted a tag-protector to reduce the labor of me censoring, as well as rid myself of the anxiety of "but what if someone undoes my censoring somehow" and "what if someone takes a picture of her tags from afar without me noticing in order to know my information" (there's less convoluted ways to stalk a person, i know, but i still get creeped out to the point of nausea about it)

the reasons why i went with a tag-protector "instead of xyz": i will first of all admit that Allegra is an indoor-only cat who has daily medications + a speciality diet, so a lot of this has the fear of "but what if she gets out?? i have to set her up so anybody who finds her can help her come back home asap" added to it tangentially. a lot of people use a microchip in their pet with no collar for said pet to wear (or dont include an owner-contact tag, and just have the tags be vaccines and whatnot) so the owner can reduce of any stalking/doxxing fears, especially since many pets can lose their break-away collar; but ive heard stories of "we found this pet but nobody thought to read their chip until 3+ years later and now the pet and owner are finally reunited", so i do have both a break-away collar AND a microchip for Allegra. but i also dont feel comfortable always/often having her collar off in case she somehow gets outside. i want people to go (if she hasnt lost her break-away collar in this hypothetical), "oh, this cat has a collar. let's go contact their owner asap" and "asap", to me, means an owner-contact tag since not everybody has 24/7 access or any access to a microchip reader. so a tag-protector felt necessary to me. and, just to super communicative with this hypothetical stranger, i commissioned said tag-protector to read "Allegra's tags" so they know automatically to look there. also, a tag-protector was necessary for its initial usage as i have had to replace 3 of Allegra's tags over the past 5 years due to her scratching herself inadvertently making some of her tags gradually unreadable. so that was a bonus too, id rather replace a custom-under-$10 tag-protector in the next 5 years than multiple tags that are $10+ each lol

the accessory that helps my hands with her tags+key-rings is a re-purposed Nite Ize's S-Biner MicroLock i got from Amazon (it's usually for holding your keys. hence "re-purposed" lol). the company does have a larger variation specifically made for dogs, specifically larger medium/large dogs; but i wanted something smaller since my cat is pretty petite, which is why the one i did end up using for her is called a "microlock" as that's their smallest size. the dog-oriented one would have likely been too big for her, but eyo now you know it exists if you needed a larger size for your own needs lol i don't know another company that makes these, personally. so i am not brand-loyal to these Nite Ize guys specifically. but if you can find a S-biner elsewhere, i think it'd be good to try! my cat has yet to accidentally unlock it herself, and the reviews of the dog-variation are similar for their respective dogs. so it's nice both knowing my cat's tags are secure and that i dont have to hurt myself in fucking about with the key-rings all her shit is attached to lol

the reason why i got it is, yes, due to the key-rings fucking with my hands, that is a large part of it. i'm disabled with chronic illness stuff, and my muscle weakness makes my hand-grip... unideal. (though i will shout out that i have, long after purchasing/benefitting from the microlock S-biner, been gifted this "split ring plier"/key-ring plier that has also been lovely in any key-ring scenario) i was breaking finger-nails and, due to my disability including a lot of chronic pain and overactive nerves, really hurting myself even though i know my injuries were not at all serious. my nerves just have a tendacy to over-react and put me in "crumple into a fetal position on the floor" levels of pain whenever i mildly hurt myself. like, i need someone else to grab me Advil or other pain-medications whenever i stub my toe as i just sit on the floor and try not to cry. overactive nerves suck lmao so i REALLY needed to figure out a way to make Allegra's collar not be the worst fucking task of all time for me specifically with all its key-rings and annual updates. and, i just happened to find a Nite Ize's various S-biners somehow and i searched through their catalog until i found the micro size that would be ideal for Allegra. i just had to suffer one more time in getting all her tags/charms/bells' key-rings in order to get off her old collar (fuck, that shit hurt lmao rip) and then very painlessly hook all said items onto her microlock S-biner. ive since had a WAY easier time with replacing her tags for vaccinations and whatnot, since attaching any key-rings to the S-biner is so easy for me. the unlocking/locking was sticky in the beginning, but it got easier to unlock/lock (without ever accidentally becoming unlocked) over time pretty quickly. then, upon recieveing this self-accomadation, i was able to invest in seasonal collars for Allegra! as of writing this, she just has a winter one (it's made to look like holly with felt leaves and three little red bells lol) and her usual pill-themed one, but i do plan to get more here and there now that it's super accessible for me to interact with her collar and all its key-rings! so that's been a bonus reason, albeit one i only realized after-the-fact lmao

the reasons why i went with a microlock S-biner "instead of xyz": honestly, i looked and looked for how to make my cat's collar more accesible to me and my overreactive nerves, and found very little. i was looking up carabiners at one point, and i think either i stumbled onto Nite Ize's various S-biners from that directly in my search-results or else Amazon recommended it to me after i searched and searched through carabiners on there. but i didnt, and still dont, trust non-S-biner carabiners on my pets' collars. my family tried it once on one of our past dogs, i think, and it is so easy for a pet's self-scratching to break a carabiner into never being able to close again (thus risking the carabiner and all attached tags/charms/bells dropping onto the floor and, like, HOPEFULLY, you find it again) or for the pet to accidentally pinch their paw in the carabiner. i like the S-biner's locking mechanism, and that even if the switch is "unlocked" that you then still have to push into the lever to open/close either end of the S-biner. so it's way harder to break and for any pet to pinch themselves. the only alternative ive seen that i have liked is the key-ring plier, but that was someone i believe i was gifted(?) years later and was not something that came up in my "how to painlessly remove a pet's tags and key-rings" search-results at the time. saying that, i find the process of undoing a collar by each individual key-ring with these pliers tedious (though painless otherwise, again, i do recommend these pliers overall) and prefer the convenience of the microlock S-biner in combination with the pliers (especially in cases where i am handed a tag/charm/bell and key-ring seperately and have to attach them to one another myself before i even approach my cat's collar). it's just way more convenient to unlock then unclip one thing with the S-biner, as opposed to use the pliers on every key-ring to unattach them to the collar. so i say, if you can, get both. if you cant, you can choose if youd rather get the S-biner first or the pliers (and then!! get the other later!!! bc, again, these two are such a great team-up, HIGHLY recommend you get both)

ALLEGRA'S OTHER COLLAR-RELATED ACCESSORIES, BOTH WHAT IS FEATURED IN THE PICTURES ABOVE AND NOT FEATURED IN THEM:

please do feel free to ask me for updates on what i use for my cat, in case i ever change from what i listed in this post. there is also plenty of other stuff (cat-trees, carriers, toys, etc) that isnt listed here that are cat-related but that i still have opinions and recommendations/warnings about; feel free to ask about those too lol but no worries, im no expert, i have no expectations on entitlement that anyone will ask me anything. i just want you to know you can @ me in a general cat-product questions if you want me to speak about it; just remind me of the existance of this post, and ill go "oh right, i did agree to be asked about this lmao" and answer at my nearest convenience

● i mentioned Allegra has a winter-collar that looks like holly and has 3 red bells on it within this post. it is this specific collar. it is not sold any more as it was seasonal/limited-time only, so i can only link you guys a picture and then send you off on your own to go try to find it if you want it. i forget if it was at Pet Co or Pet Smart, but the collection line is called "Merry and Bright" and i got it in 2023. i got it for sale as i accidentally happened to be looking at it on Black Friday online; so i got a really high quality collar for, like, $4 or something. i forget what size i got Allegra, but i did measure it to fit her as they had multiple sizes and, i think, had this in both "break-away cat collar" and "dog collar" forms?? some of the collars they had both, some were only one or the other, idk

● Allegra's pill-themed collar she is pictured with is from Pugs2Persians on etsy. the same pattern also is available in other colors, but every color has its own product listing so youll have to search "medicine" or "pills" within this shop to see all the available colors. most of Allegra's stuff has been trans-flag colors pink and blue, in part bc her eyes are blue and i like pink, so i liked the pink-blue version! it is slightly glittery, but the glittery is in the weaving and doesn't fall off and make a glitter trail on the floor at all, so it's perfectly fine! we've had the collar for i think 2+ years now, and in spite of Allegra's scratching and relaxed/furious bathing, the blue gem on the buckle is still attached to Allegra's collar. also, Allegra hasn't destroyed the threading or anything so far with her scratching and everything, which is very lovely as well. the seller was perfectly fine, we didn't need to communicate (except i did ask that they attach the charms to the collar for me in advance due to my muscle weakness; and idk if that is standard or not for them to do, but they did do it for me upon my request if such isn't standard), and i have been very happy with my purchase and the speed of shipping and all that lmao i got this collar bc Allegra's former daily-use collar was getting torn up after many years of service, and had been curious on if then pleasantly surprised that there was a pill-themed collar i could get for her as a replacement lol it def helps that this collar is SO cute lmao

● Allegra's pill charm and music charm and blue bell is pictured as having are all from Pugs2Persians on etsy. some of the charms came with the collar, others i added to my cart with the collar. seller was perfectly fine, i liked them, i would order from them again if i wanted anything from their stock. more on my feelings about Pugs2Persians as a seller is in the "pill-themed collar" bullet-point above ✌️ but yeah, i got Allegra a bunch of charms and bells to help her make a lot of noise (esp after purchasing her tag-protector as it silenced all said tags put inside it) because my family and i are hard-of-hearing and want to be able to hear where she is (in part to keep her from getting outside, since she is an indoor-only cat; but also we just like to hear her in general). but also?? these charms are so fuck wtf i love them. but Allegra has peeled off a lot of the blue on the blue bell. but i care much more about her being noisy than if her charms/bells have all their paint (but her music and pill charms do still have all their paint, as far as i can tell)

● the thimble-looking charm Allegra is pictured as having is a remnant of her former daily-use collar; which came from Pettsie as a gift from one of my bffs, and it was part of a matching pet's collar × owner's bracelet set. unfortunately, bracelets tend to overstimulate me now so i never got to match with her. but this collar lasted us many years and is very good quality, held up really well to daily wear-and-tear from Allegra, her scratching, and whatnot. my only complaint is don't depend on the ID Tube to hold your pet's information. Allegra p quickly was able to accidentally untwist it fully (thereby losing the note and bottom tube-half sonewhere) after a couple weeks of scratching (which is what i predicted and is why i didnt put my info in there). do a microchip and/or owner's contact information tag (with an optional tag-protector for said tag, as ive babbled about the benefits of already ad nauseam; but, in case it bares repeating, i recommend doing all of the above in getting a microchip, a owner's contact info tag, AND tag-protector). but yeah, hard-of-hearing, needs bells/charms to make noise, thought "might as well keep it and carry it to any following collars" (in part bc im overly sentimental and im like "omgggg i should keep this half of the ID Tube with Allegra bc i love my bff who gave us this" lol i say that like i dont have Allegra's ratty Pettise collar with my unused bracelet together in my Memory Box already). but yeah! very good collar, if Allegra's pill-themed collar got ratty too quickly, i planned on getting a second Pettsie break-away collar. they're really good and last a long time! and, yes, the link above is the exact patterned print i had; it just doesn't have a name as far as i can tell, since almost all of these matching collar × bracelet sets are floral

● the silver bell pictured on Allegra's collar is from one of Allegra's very first collars. there was a period where i couldn't afford a high-quality collar (and was poor enough where i was like "what if i waste my money buying a more expensive one and it gets ratty just as quickly as these shitty ones im already buying??" as Allegra is my first cat so i had no idea if this was the norm or not) so i would get a new break-away collar every month or so from Dollar Tree or something. again, they got ratty VERY quickly, like they were getting torn up within the first or second week or so with just some mild scratching?? hence why one of my bffs gifted us an aforementioned expensive collar from Pettsie (in an above bullet-point), so the gift was both the matching collar × bracelet and taking off the financial debate from my plate. but the Pettsie collar doesn't come with a bell?? so i took the bell from the last cheapo $1 break-away cat collar as i prepped the Pettsie collar to become Allegra's then-new daily-usage collar. and that bell has now followed Allegra to her current daily-usage collar. there's no link bc i dont recommend those collars, and im p sure the break-away collars Dollar Tree currently sells are not the exact same as then anyway lmao

● Allegra's bone-shaped slide-on dog tag is from Wintoshop on etsy. on line one, it reads: "INDOOR CAT". line two reads: "Shouldn't be out. Is microchipped". and line three reads: "Digestive issues; Medical". i got size Small, in Black, with the B15 pattern. the seller was fine, i didn't need to communicate with them. i think they MAY be the middle-man in a drop-shipping thing from China since they have a review that accused them of such, but i have yet to find the og service and this is both unusual enough + their product photos are all of actual tags being photographed, rather than the usual edited-fakey images drop-shippers use, that i don't mind this?? i usually am anti-drop-shipper. but id order from this person again, sure, why not. im not loyal to them. but sure, id buy from them again unless someone introduces me to some new and alarming facts on the matter. i digress. this item is likely fine for dogs. but Allegra is very petite and wears the smaller sizes of cat collars, and even the size Small of this slide-on bone-tag doesn't fit on her collar reliably. id look for a variation that has both ends of the slide-on tag fully enclosed if you want a slide-on tag for your own small cat (example from Wintoshop's product listings, albeit not one i have tried myself so idk if it is of quality). thats what i plan to do at some point. just fully replace this one, so i dont have to twist my cat's collar kinda weirdly for the bone-tag to stay on consistently. which is sad, bc my sense of humor is v much putting dog-themed stuff on a cat. and the fully-enclosed slide-on tags dont usually have funny shapes, like bones. alas. but this has stood up really well the past few months to her scratching as is though. ill just be replacing it pre-maturely for individualistic needs; not bc of any poor quality reasons from the product itself

● uh this one you can only kind of see, but ill include it anyway. Allegra's tag that has her owner's (my) contact information (and is hidden in her tag-protector) is from LLPetBoutique on etsy. i have no idea if this one is also a drop-shipper or not, but i couldnt find the original shipper at the time if it is; so i ordered from here and have been perfectly fine with my order. i got the tag in Silver with the pattern D2. it says "Allegra" in the front, and has my contact info in the back. it's perfectly fine, and is nice and small lol the seller is fine, i didnt need to communicate with them or anything, id be fine with purchasing from them again, i guess, sure lol

● similarly, you can barely see this one, as it is covered up by her tag-protector, but i thought id include it anyway. in my defense in advance, i got this one way before her tag-protector, just for pure context; and i only keep it in case someone would rather read her microchip info from here than on a chip-reader. but Allegra has an "Microchip Alert" cat-tag from BlackDogEngraving on etsy. i had the back of mine read Allegra's microchip number and the chip company's phone-number to call to find out the information i put in her chip (which includes not only my personal info, but also information about Allegra's medicial needs and her usual vets). i am sort of positive this is another drop-shipper tag lmao bc ive since seen it around so often on unrelated sellers' product-listings. or else this is a tag you can buy and use your own engraver on. regardless, at the time i bought this many years ago, it was the only one i could find that looked like this and i wanted something red and eye-catching in an "alarm, alert" way lol but yeah, the seller was fine enough. id buy from them again, i guess, sure. as ethical as a drop-shipper can be, they're fine enough

● the rest of Allegra's tags inside her tag-protector are her vaccine verification tags and her pet-license proving i paid the city/county for the right to own her, giving her certain legal protections from hypothetically complain-y neighbors and whatever else. so nothing i can link you guys lol

● Allegra's primary name-tag (that also happens to be pill-themed) that she is pictured with is from KawaiiPetTags on etsy. (also there is a mini version of the tag from this same seller you can purchase) i got mine in blue and ordered it to just be the same, front and back, with the pill-bottle print and her name "Allegra". i absolutely love this seller, the tags from here are NOT drop-shipped, the seller is the artist behind every one of these and makes them. i saved up and then i messaged her after seeing she had SO MANY niche designs for pet-tags to ask if a pill-themed tag would be added to her product-listings soon or if i could commission her to make a custom pill-themed one for my cat. and she agreed to design one asap, no commission necessary, as she loved the idea and loved that my cat was named after an allergy medicine. she messaged me once the product-listing was up, and i ordered it right away. (i had seen this seller and the tag-protector both in my "save up" jar at almost the same time. the order had gone: asked my pill name-tag question on if it was coming soon/could be a commission → was awaiting seller to say the product-listing was up → saw tag-protector → saved up for the tag-protector → ordered the tag-protector → pill-bottle themed name-tag's product listing is up and i can personalize it to my liking. plus, with Allegra's tag-protector, i had already messaged the seller if embroidering "Allegra's Tags" was okay even though it was one letter over the limit. which, i was never going to back-out of the pill-bottle themed name-tag after i had already saved up and set up the expectation that i would be purchasing one upon the product-listing's eventual reveal; but also i rationalized the pill name-tag as a safety-net in case the tag-protector couldn't say "Allegra's Tags" due to being over the limit and would instead have to just read "Tags". but it WAS allowed to read "Allegra's Tags". so now Allegra has a tag reading "Allegra" and "Allegra's Tags" and it looks so cute lmao anyway, i digress. my point is that i knew when i was ordering the pill-bottle name-tag that Allegra wouldn't need her pill-bottle name-tag to have my contact info on the back; so i just ordered the pill-bottle print + her name on the front and back. besides, no way would it have fit in the tag-protector. so she just gets to have a fun tag for, well, fun lmao) but yeah, i am so glad i could afford to have one, she deserves every penny for her designs (tho the shipping costs from Australia to the USA did make me sigh, but that's in no way the seller's fault, that's common with overseas shipping). i'd love to order a back-up in case her shop ever closes (heaven forbid) bc i love the tag so much. it's such a fun design. but also? it's upheld so well since i purchased it; no scratches or anything despite Allegra's daily wear-and-tear to it. super awesome product, love it so much, ill def try to order any hypothetical future pets' tags from KawaiiPetTags. i definetly encourage you to buy from her any of your cats' name-tags (and/or owner's information tags if you aren't worried, like me, about getting stalked/doxxed by such a tag and therefore need a tag-protector and ergo owner's information tags to fit inside said tag-protector lol)

● Allegra's blue (cat-?)harness (note: has a handle AND is reflective 👀) she is pictured with is from Barkbay, which i got from Amazon. i think it's usually for small dogs lol but it works so great for my cat. the product-listing has really unconvincing cats photoshopped wearing the harness (just scroll down to all the reviews' pictures, which are real cats actually wearing the harnesses lmao), but the harness IS actually really good, i really really love it. i really wanted a reflective harness with a handle snd buckles, and i optionally wanted it to be a blue that matched Allegra's eyes if such was possible; and this harness was EVERYTHING i wanted and is absolutely perfect. so much so that i actually bought it twice. i bought a smaller size when Allegra was, well, smaller and i had realized she HATED her first harness (it was the kind you slip over their head like too-tight thermal underwear, and Allegra didn't like her head getting pushed into that which is understandable; so i looked for one with buckles and a few other details, and i found this; and then she out-grew that one and needed the next size up) and the buckles on the XS-sizing really hurt to unbuckle. but i could bear it, despite the annoyance. the buckles on the Small-sizing have been WAY easier to unbuckle, no pain at all. my cat will never fully be a fan of harnesses, but she does tolerate this one and i really love all its utilities. once, Allegra happened to go outside after dark while wearing this, and the reflective parts of the harness were super helpful at finding her with our flashlights, and the handle was fantastic for helping grab her (especially with my loved ones that helped me look for her who were unsure how to pin down a cat to not struggle, much less pick up and carry one). super great stuff, my favorite harness for cats i have seen so far for sure ♡ it also comes with a leash. it's just fine. i would personally replace the leash with something stronger, but it's a perfectly adequate leash

● not pictured is the bunch of bells i ordered for Allegra to make her collar a lot louder (not pictured bc they were the last item to come in. and they make Allegra's collar look messy, so no reason to aesthetically take photos. the two photos above (i THINK?) were for the etsy reviews of tag-protector and pill-bottle name-tag, so i tried to get good pictures of those as i was passionately adoring of both sellers. but these bells hadnt come in yet as of the time i was leaving those reviews so they aren't in the pictures 🤷) as my family was complaining they had to strain to hear her (and i wasn't doing much better than any of them) due to all of us being hard-of-hearing yet trying to keep auditory track of Allegra, both in general and in case she got too close to a door leading to the outside while any of us were coming in/going out. i tried to find plain bells, bc the bells' appearance didn't matter, but all i could find was things like "here's a pack of 30 bells for $8". which is way too many bells. so i looked for cheap singley-sold bells (that were someone at least re-selling (semi-)ethically, and not someone trying to be a scammer in taking that aforementioned 30 pack of bells and selling them singularly for $3 or something). the seller i found that i went "good enough" to was Catcher Club on etsy. i bought the "Blue Scrump" and "1 Cat" from this product listing; i bought the "Cat Kitty" from this product listing (this one was HUGE, i did not expect its size lmao rip im so poor with measurements); and i bought "No Face Ghost" from this product listing. their appearance didn't really matter to me, i just wanted "cheap but not a scammer", so i just picked my favorite individual bells from this seller (that were available anyway, many were sold out already lol) + ones that, as long as the paint lasted, would look nice with any of the seasonal collars i have bought/may buy for Allegra (white/black felt the safest, and anything that matched her eyes also sounded good by me). their paint is already well on its way to chipping as of writing this. which is fine by me. i care about the sound for practical hard-of-hearing reasons, not the look of the bells. but yeah, you wanna buy some "fair enough" prices for an individual bell that looks p good by a re-seller?? bc you are willing to pay a dew dollars more so long as you dont have the chore of "what do i do with these 20+ other bells??"? i def recommend CatcherClub. but yeah, if youre not hard-of-hearing, you almost definitely dont need as many bells/charms to click-clack-and-chime for your cat as Allegra has lmao rip

the end lmao thank fuck

please tell me if this has been useful to any of you, id love to feel like my work is validated and appreciated. but yeah, if you read all the way down to here?? that's so thorough and awesome of you lmao thank you ♡♡♡

i think im gonna start a series called "Kaiden-Shenandoah's random life tips" bc there's just some odd things i do that make my life easier/more enjoyable. that. like. i dont think make me special?? but most of my loved ones i babble to, when i mention them, will look surprised and be all "damn, that's clever. that's an issue i never thought about, but yeah, i can see how thatd help others/myself. ill have to remember that"

so. this post is all JUST IN CASE it helps someone, even just one person, then the effort will have been entirely worth it. bc sometimes living life is hard and sometimes you just need to hear someone say "oh, what about this possible solution?" to help you out by applying such to your routines or use that suggestion as foundational inspiration for something more customized to your own life or whatever else— just to make living life that little bit easier. and if me sepcifically needing a lot of "oddball" solutions and pre-cautions helps others??? that makes me feel awesome (and less alone), so hell yeah, ill do my best to remember as many tips as i have and be consistent about posting them within this thread. just in case and all that jazz ✌️

(and, even tho this likely DOES NOT need to be said out loud, ill say it anyway as my own proverbial "Bill of Rights" style just-have-it-written-down-in-case-the-worst-happens-in-the-future (but hope for the best) PSA: if these dont apply to you?? or if you think "wtf, people need help with this?? our generation/the next generation is doomed"??? maYHAPS THIS POST ISN'T FOR YOU. this is applicable only to people with lifestyles and/or brains that are similar to me and my loved ones. if you arent of that lifestyle or brain-typage, then thats that lol of course you cant relate. it's an "apples and oranges" thing, y'know. not better/worse or special/normal; just different. it's not something you need, and that's super okay. just don't be rude about the difference. if youd like to be kind and reblog anyway in case any followers or loved ones of yours could be helped by any of this?? that's so fantastic. some of this stuff has some really bad internalized shame about it, or else people have been conditioned to just "keep that to themself; don't talk about it", and either way some of these topics (not all, but still) have people who are hiding their struggle from others as best they can. you don't know what you don't know; and you don't know what people don't tell you. so it's very generous of you, as someone who cant relate to some/all of this stuff, to reblog just in case one of those silent strugglers follow you and/or are a part of your inner-circle. thank you so much for sympathizing with struggles you know your life as is doesn't share and thank you for being kind ♡)

i dont expect this to be helpful to EVERYBODY, and def feel free to just screenshot what is valuable to you and abandon this actual post (just pls dont crop my name out, esp if you end up re-posting your copy to your own blog or on different social-media elsewhere. bc credit is nice lol) bc i assume this will become a long/repetitive post as i update on/off. and most people dont like long posts lmao rip so you dont gotta reblog it if you hate long/repetitive posts or are worried about your followers disliking any long/repetitive post (besides: ill sometimes make one-offs not attached to this post, probably. esp since im forgetful and tumblr is broken/i lose things easily. but ill try to reblog this one for most of them, since thats easier organization for my brain 🫶 lmao)

(but yeah i only have three ideas i wanna do today, but ill come back to this whenever i remember another one ive done thats been helpful to me and/or that i created alongside a loved one that helped them lol)

also pls note that i am dyslexic and do not plan on editing any of this too seriously. so forgive me for mispellings, for forgetting an entire word, and so on. this is me being very casual, so ill inevitably miss some mistakes i make and whatnot

hugs and kisses xoxo best wishes see you later babe

[liquefied-cat]

What are You?

A various!TokRev x slime girl! reader series.

Looking for a character? Check here! I may not have written for then yet so, please give me some time!

a/n: IT'S CHIFUYU DAY IN THE STATES SO HAVE THIS BECAUSE HE IS MY FAVORITE AND I'M SUPERIOR. DID I MENTION I LOVE CHIFUYU. This is also pretty long because i love chifuyu

TW: mentions of stabbing, blood, Chifuyu gets jumped lmao, implied death of a random because slime reader is protective.

Chifuyu!

Chifuyu tried to stay out of trouble as much as he could now that he was the owner of a pet shop. Knowing this though, wasn't enough to stop people from being assholes and beating up whoever came into their perfreferal vision. Chifuyu could do absolutely nothing, yet still be harassed. Due to this, he was often both hurt and relentlessly beating the shit out of anyone that attacked him. After forever working at the shop, he wanted to take a little walk around town before he headed to his car.

It was starting to rain by the time Chifuyu was done closing up, the puffy gray clouds covering the sky and shielding away what would've been the perfect day to walk. He let out an audible sigh, grabbing his umbrella and locking up the shop seeing as his coworker wasn't in today. Chifuyu opened the umbrella and began to walk, wanting the fresh air regardless of the day. Rain or shine, he really wanted to walk. If he was lucky, he'd run into a stray again. That was the only thing on his mind, so he walked down different alleys in hopes to find one. What he wasn't ready to find though, was a group of half assed thugs in the alley.

He took a bunch of deep breaths and sighed, finally walking past the group pretty hastily. His speed agitated those thugs, so they attack him first without any given warning. Chifuyu wasn't defenseless, just caught off guard. Which explains why they were able to get a few hits in on him. Chifuyu was a lot better than that though, being able to kick one person in the jaw and knock out two others with just his legs. He got up, and threw another swing towards a guy on his right. It hit the man right in the nose, knocking that man out and giving him a bloody nose.

A smirk came on Chifuyu's face, spittng out blood and tightening his fists while the rain poured against their bodies. Fighting in the rain brought him back to the fight with Moebius, beating people's faces in with his best friend Baji made his heart swell in nostalgia. Despite Baji not being by his side at this moment, he still felt as though Baji was getting ready to fight by him. He was ready to charge the remaining men, until he saw someone pull out a knife. Chifuyu's face went to a light pale at seeing the glint of the metal shine in his eyes. It wasn't going to stop him, even though it really should.

The man with the knife was pretty lanky, hair short and messy with a good amount of muscle on him got someone of his stature. Instead of Chifuyu charging though, the lanky man ran at him. Knife pulled back, he was ready to stab the pet store owner. However, all of the fighting was cut short. The man running suddenly stepped into a bright blue puddle that had suddenly appeared when it started raining. Black dots appeared in the puddle with light rosy cheeks and stared up at the man with the knife. The man found this to be... Eerie in its own special way. He threw his knife into the puddle, unsure of how to handle his current situation while Chifuyu simply stared at it. The knife went into the puddle and was never seen by the man again. The black dots suddenly moved to the other end of the puddle to look at Chifuyu and what the puddle saw made it's heart ache.

Chifuyu was lightly battered, nose bleeding and some bruises on his face. He didn't look like he needed medical attention, but to see thugs beat up someone who looked so peaceful made the puddle upset. The black dots now faced the man again, the dots now slanted down in anger. It started to jiggle, bright blue color fading into a more dark shade of red. The cheeks of the puddle turned into yellow thunderbolts and the puddle was heard making an audible growling sound. Chifuyu's fighting stance dropped, and the remaining two men simply stared in horror, watching as the lanky man suddenly began sinking. The red puddle crawled up the man too as he sank further and further down.

The sight looked horrifying. The man was letting out traumatizing screams, the knife that fell in the puddle began stabbing him in multiple places while he was sinking. The puddle was stretchy, like slime so, Chifuyu concluded it was slime. The red slime then completely absorbed him, slowly decomposing him and turning him into little particles inside the slime. The slime had ate the man. Everyone who witnessed the scene just stood there as the slime died down and turned back into it's bright blue color. The thugs bolted away from the ally in horror and Chifuyu was just frozen in place. The slime slowly inched towards him, climbing up pant leg with easy considering how it was wet from the rain. Chifuyu looked down at the slime in worry, hoping he would not be consumed.

The slime crawled on his shoulder, leaning closer to his battered face before suddenly giving him a light tap. Almost like a peck to the cheek of a lover. Chifuyu felt the small bit of slime travel across his face, soft and wet it was as it began to absorb the blood running down his nose. As it was absorbing, it cleaned his face too. The small bit of slime then came back to the larger blob on his shoulder, looking worried for his condition. The blood in the smaller chunk came into the bigger slime as they came back together, turning it into little particles and then giving him a happy shake. Chifuyu smiled at the slime, taking it in his hands and walking out of the ally to get back to his car. The rain was turning into little sprinkles by now, but he didn't mind it. He's completely dirty and soaked though.

As he held the slime, he tilts his head at it.

"You're like... A very protective cat. That can heal and turn colors."

He mumbled, while the slime boops his nose like at cat giving a kiss.

He felt his face dust with pink, chuckling at the slime's actions before suddenly hearing his old friend calling out to him.

"CHIFUYU!!!"

Takemichi called across the parking lot, running towards him.

"Oh hey, Partner!!"

He calls back, meeting him half way in the parking lot while holding the slime.

"Hey, this may sound weird but I think a bright blue liquid looking slime thing came around here and I- Oh shit you have her."

Chifuyu looked down at the slime in his hands, blinking.

"Her? The slime is a girl?"

"Well, the slime could identify as anything it chooses really, I just so happen to know who that slime is."

Chifuyu blinked more, staring at the slime intensely.

"The slime is someone?"

This was very confusing to our best boy, wondering how a slime could possibly be someone when it's only a blob in his hands.

"Yeah.... The slime you're holding right now.."

Chifuyu looks up at Takemichi, worry stitched back on his face.

"That slime, is Y/n."

Chifuyu almost dropped you after hearing that.

He looked back down at the slime. At you. His heart rate was picking up. You kissed his nose, you kissed his cheek and healed him, you... aa man for him. The more the realized that the slime was you, the closer he was to fainting.

"Y/N????"

His face was flushed now, red even.

You wrap your slime around Chifuy's thumb, refusing to budge each time Takemichi came to pick you up out of Chifuyu's battered hands. Truthfully, you just allowed your slime body to slide through his hands because you didn't move.

"It looks like she doesn't want to leave. If I explain everything it'll take a while. So, how about you take her home, rest up, and get ready to hear one of the most craziest stories I have to tell you."

Chifuyu looked down at you, wondering what to do if he took you home.

"Put in her water, always keep her in water when she's not doing anything. It's like a recharge. Also, report to me if she does new things."

Takemichi smiled, watching you do a very happy shake to know you were staying with Chifuyu.

Takemichi waved goodbye, running back to the streets and leaving you in Chifuyu's hands. Chifuyu smiled down at you, face still warm from coming to the realization that you did so much for him and he didn't even know it was you. He walked back to his car, content with the information he was just given, before leaning his face down into his hands and giving you a gentle peck of his own. A small bit of blue slime was left on his lips while he stared down at you

"Thanks for your help, Y/n..."

He says, and your blue slime turns into a pink color, a dark red blush appearing on you.

He unlocked his car with the press of a button and moves you to his right shoulder so he can open his car door. Once he sat in his car seat and closed his door he looked at your through the rearview. You were still a bright pink when he looked at you so, for fun, he licks the slime off of his lips from when he pecked you and his eyes widened in surprise.

".... Why do I taste Blue Raspberry..?"

tagging!: @gojosimpehe @daydreamindollie @mytotaleclipse @bontens-new-executive @zephestia @lucylicious

[kckenobi]

violet, snowdrop, lilac, primrose, orchid, daisy, lotus, bluebell, tulip, marigold, poppy, tigerlily, sunflower, lavender, freesia<33

Hi anon! Oooh boy okay, I'll try to hit them all briefly:

violet— do you like to cook or bake? if so, what is it that you like to make?

I WISH I did, in my mind I totally romanticize cooking and baking but I actually just don't enjoy doing it. I want to so bad, I love the idea of myself doing it, but I just don't lol

snowdrop— would you say that you have been in love before?

I have!

lilac— is there anyone you currently miss right now? if so, who?

So many people, like actually most of the people I care about currently live 2+ hours away, which!! Sucks!! And at the top of that list is someone particularly special 💕

primrose— how long does it take for you to get ready for the day what does your routine usually consist of?

AhAAAA recently I have been snoozing my alarm so much that I can get ready and out the door in 10-15 minutes? But IDEALLY I get up at 5:45 and out the door around 6:30. Recently? .......up at 6:25, leaving at 6:40 lmao.

But my morning routine on a work day is to do my skincare and brush my teeth, put on my makeup and decide whether my curls are able to be tamed or if I need to put them in a scrunchie, feed my cats (who have been meowing and weaving in and out of my legs for every step of the process so far), take my meds and eat my yogurt and possibly something else, and then hopefully: leave for work on time lol.

orchid— when you're being extremely quiet, what are you typically thinking of?

Honestly it's usually work lol. I am very often thinking about work. I've been thinking a lot recently about how like,,,my job doesn't need to be my life, but it's something so integral to who I am right now that it's hard to separate what I do from anything else. I can't decide whether it's good or bad-—to feel like my identity is so tied to that. It's something I love and something I'm good at. But i also have to have a life outside of it, and I have to feel okay about myself on the days I don't do my job particularly well. Anyway—that's a long way of answering the question. But yeah, when I'm thinking, it's often work lol

daisy— what is your idea of the perfect date?

Laughter and long talks and my favorite person

lotus— what is your favorite color and in what shade? e.g. sage green, navy blue, ect.

Honestly I don't think I have a favorite color? Because I like them all in different moments! But the other day a coworker told me she noticed I wear a lot of dark green, and that somehow made me like it more?

bluebell— do you have any pets? if so, what are their names?

I do! Two kitties named Melody and Harmony

tulip— do you wear makeup? if so, how do you like to wear/style it?

My makeup is fairly simple, mostly because I never learned how to do anything more than that. But I just do some foundation, mascara and lipgloss most days!

marigold— do you wear any kind of jewelry on a regular basis? if so, what kind?

For work I do—I usually wear the same heart necklace most days, and I switch out my earrings all the time cause I have a couple I like.

poppy— out of the four seasons, which season of the year is your favorite and why?

I normally answer autumn, because I love the leaves and the weather, but also it's a time of getting colder and darker which—right now, just doesn't sound good to me so this time I'll say spring! For warmer days and longer days and things coming back to life.

tigerlily— do you have any favorite quotes from any movies, tv shows, books, or poetry? (or from people in real life)

SO many, but I'll give you whichever one pops up first when I scroll through my faves:

An excerpt from Good Bones by Maggie Smith:

Life is short and the world
is at least half terrible, and for every kind
stranger, there is one who would break you,
though I keep this from my children. I am trying
to sell them the world. Any decent realtor,
walking you through a real shithole, chirps on
about good bones: This place could be beautiful,
right? You could make this place beautiful.

sunflower— in your opinion, what is the best photo on your phone of? (serious or non-serious answers)

Oh man I have no idea,,,,maybe the one where my cats look like they're kissing lol

lavender— what is currently on your mind (aside from this ask game)?

I have to solidify my thesis topic and do some work but I have had the headache to end all headaches today and I don't want to do itttttt

Also—saw my grandfather today and he's not doing great, so just distantly worrying about him.

freesia— what do you want people to remember you for? (serious or non-serious answers)

I can't think of anything specific other than kindness and laughter <3

(from an ask game I can't find the link to now!)

[solarwonux]

prince!wonwoo x witch!reader 

w.c: 4.3k (I almost made it 5k but I stopped myself) 

warnings: murder, death, alcohol, tarot cards, running away, witchy things if you squint, angst, smut, ropes. 

note: special special thanks to my baby @starlightshua she named this beauty lmao. I re wrote this story so many times, literally the first draft of this was nothing like this and then I woke up at 5am today and rewrote the entire thing. I’m pretty proud so I hope you enjoy it. Also let me know if you want more of this, I have some ideas. Enjoy.x

Wonwoo pushes the tavern door open a little too hard. It hits the brick wall behind it, the sound erupting through the wasted and nearly wasted bodies that occupied the space. He doesn’t care, he needs a drink or many of them for that matter so he walks letting the door rattle obnoxiously behind him. The people eyeing him down like he just murdered their first born and not interrupted their nightly escapades.

He reaches the bar taking the worn out stool at the end and taps his fingers against the wooden counter. He was a regular and sadly had gotten used to the mustiness that was etched into the walls of the place and yet he still felt out of place.

“What does our royal guest of honor want tonight?” Mingyu rapped his fingers drumming in front of Wonwoo, grabbing his attention.

“Not royal, but bourbon please.”

Ever since he ran away from his Royal duties and somehow ended up in a tavern that existed harmoniously to bring two worlds together. Wonwoo had seen and witnessed things he had only grown up hearing during his mother’s bedtime stories. A secret language they shared when hidden behind the comfort of his bedroom. Away from the torturous hands of the King.

“As you wish your majesty.” Mingyu’s sarcastic drawl took him out of the spiral inside his head. He rolled his eyes obnoxiously as he watched Mingyu throw his head back in laughter, his fangs catching in the reflection of the dim light causing a chill to roll up his spine. “You’re so uptight tonight, relax a little Prince Charming.” He winked at Wonwoo before turning around and walking away from him.

No matter how hard he tried to leave the life he had behind, everyone here in this tavern that belonged neither here nor there, loved to remind him that he still had the king’s royal blood coursing through his veins. Usually, he didn’t mind, sometimes he would play into the character when he was drunk enough to earn a few laughs. But tonight on the final night of October, he didn’t want to be reminded of his true identity.

On Hallows Eve, three years ago his life had gone south. He was set to marry a princess from a neighboring kingdom and he couldn’t wait to meet her during the annual ball. He had woken up that morning with a jolt and skipped a step as he made his way to his mother and father’s private chamber. When he arrived, his heart, in his throat. He found his father the charming King beloved by his people with his hands around his mother’s throat and a murderous glimmer behind his soft eyes while she slowly turned a rough shade of blue.

Wonwoo felt his world crash onto the ground. his father didn’t stop no matter how hard he pleaded for him too. His tears fell onto the palace grounds creating tsunami’s as he witnessed his mother take her last breath.

He ran, ran to where his feet could carry him. Packed up anything that could fit in the tiny knapsack he used whenever he went to explore the forest behind the palace. And left, leaving behind the life he had only ever known.

He traveled for three days on foot without food nor rest, before he came across the tavern that smelled more like rotten feet than whiskey. He met Mingyu, who had recognized him right away and gave him the tavern’s royal treatment. Food, water and the rickety old room just above the tavern.

“It’s not satin or velvet or whatever you guys use over there, but it’s enough for you to sleep. Just pay me back by working here every odd day of the week.” Mingyu said, clapping his shoulder and leaving him behind to deal with his new reality.

That night was the night he was able to mourn his mother’s death and his own one as well. The king had come out publicly with fake tears in his eyes to say that his wife and his second born son had fallen ill to an illness and that when the royal physicians realized it, it had been too late. Though, everyone in the tavern knew the truth and he found comfort knowing that they hated the king just as much as he did.

“Penny for your thoughts my prince.” The angelic voice he had grown to love so much took him out of his thoughts. He lived in his head too much and he was thankful he had you —a witch he had met during one of his shifts over a year ago, to ground him back down onto Earth.

“Don’t call me that.” He smiled and grabbed hold of your hand and brought it up to his lips. He kissed it lightly keeping his eyes on yours as they burned holes of fire into them. You tensed up feeling the heat run up your body. It was laughable. You, a witch who could make anyone succumb and fall at her feet, was letting a runway prince pursue her and turn her into mush at his feet.

“You liked it when I said in bed once.”

“That was one time, princess.” He winked, enjoying the way your cheeks flushed. Your body reacted amorously to him and each time it bubbled an emotion deep inside of him that he wasn’t sure what it was. It scared him and excited him all at the same time.

Wonwoo stopped believing in love three years ago but every time you were nearby. He believed that he could again.

“One to many times Wonwoo.” You toyed as you took the empty seat next to him. Your hand still entrapped in his and you weren’t planning on letting go any time soon.

Mingyu rolled his eyes and placed Wonwoo’s drink in front of him, “Wonwoo has a prince kink?.” He mumbled his voice laced with disgust. “I should’ve known.” and leaned against the wooden table, shooting daggers at Wonwoo.

“Not a kink if that’s what he is Gyu.”

Wonwoo didn’t care that he still had royal blood in him, because whenever he found himself laughing at Mingyu’s poor attempts to flirt with nymphs. Or your presence next to him he forgot that he did. He wondered if his mother had led him here to this repulsive tavern in order to meet the two of you.

Although Wonwoo knew you were perfectly capable at defending yourself. He loved walking you home.

The two of you trailed down the dirt path hand in hand; chasing the blue light of the moon. Comfortable silence erupting between your bodies. Wonwoo never felt more at home then now.

“So what’s a witch like you doing with a commoner like me on Hallow’s Eve.” Wonwoo glanced at you his eyes sparkling like they held a million galaxies and you found yourself wanting to get lost in them. “Don’t you have rituals or cards to read, aren’t you the most powerful underneath a blue moon.” He edged on making you smile.

“Are you saying you want your cards read again?” You bumped your shoulder against his. His grip on your hand falters making you giggle.

Wonwoo’s eyes grew wider than the moon as he remembered the night you read his cards to him for the first time a few weeks ago and he blushed. “Last time you read my cards I ended tied up.”

“Well that’s cause you picked my sex deck Wonwoo, we’ve been over this.” You stopped walking and leaned up to kiss his cheek, leaving a plum lipstick mark behind. “Don’t act like you didn’t like it.” You whispered in his ear.

Wonwoo swallowed hard at your taunting tone. He knew you were right and he hated it. If you had asked him with that infamous bat of your eyelashes he would’ve done it again. “For once angel I want to see you tied up.” He blurted out, his cheeks turning a rough shade of red as he processed what he had said after he had said.

“Okay, but you’re going to have to catch me first.”

“Catch you, what a—.”

Before Wonwoo could finish his sentence you took off running. Wonwoo threw his head back in disbelief, his body coursing with exhaustion for a brief second before he took off as well. This is what he loved most, the adrenaline rush you brought to him. Although sometimes he thought you were too much he wouldn’t trade the moments he spent with you for anything in the world. Not even for his mother’s life and you had offered a few times, but he refused because with you he felt complete.

Your laughter rang through the howling branches of the trees surrounding the two of you. Wonwoo’s body felt like it was floating as he chased after you, the cool night air hitting his face as he ran with everything in him. It reminded him of the times he spent at the palace gardens chasing after his older brother, his mother’s voice ringing in his ears as she joined in halfway. It was these moments where he was the most carefree, that reminded him of his mother. That made him miss her with everything in his being. It was moments like these where the anger and resentment towards his father would surface and he wished he hadn’t had run away that day. But this was different because for the first time in his life he was running towards someone, a goal.

“Maybe you don’t want it enough Wonwoo. Are you even trying?” You teased, he could tell he was close from how loud your voice sounded. It only gave him motivation to run faster, so he did.

You faded into view, it felt like he was seeing you for the first time in his life. You were leaning against a tree, arms cockily crossed in front of you, waiting. He let his feet carry him like the wind around him and soon he was crashing into you like an ocean wave. You laughed silently. The impact, knocking the air out of your lungs making you feel lighter than a cloud.

Almost as if by instinct Wonwoo’s arms found their way around your body, his face morphing into one of concern. He didn’t mean to crash into you as hard as he did or at all, but sometimes when he was with you his body acted as if it were unattached to his brain. “I’m sorry are you okay?” He placed his fingers underneath your chin lifting your head up so your watery eyes locked with his.

You planted your hands on his chest, balling your fist wrinkling his starch white button down and nodded. “With-- y-you I’m always okay.” You gasped and closed the distance. Your lips were on his faster than he could blink and he felt himself melt.

In fairytales silver and water were a witches ' kryptonite. In this life you were Wonwoo’s.

Wonwoo didn’t win but he should’ve known you were going to give in to his desires. Despite your sneaky ways he knew he could always trust you but still it had caught him off guard when you had given him the onyx ropes upon entering your small cottage.

“You wanted to tie me up right? Now’s your chance.” The amount of trust that laid behind your eyes was overwhelming. And no one, not even his mother, had trusted him like you did.

He placed the ropes down on your old wooden bed and kissed you with everything in him.

When his mother would tell him the damsel in distress stories during bed time. She always described the ending kiss as if it were the most magical thing in the universe, with fireworks exploding and butterflies running mayhem in pits of stomachs. But you weren’t a damsel in distress and his mother’s description of a true love’s kiss didn’t do this kiss justice.

Wonwoo very much felt like he was thrown in the middle of space and was now dumbly floating around. His body felt lighter than air, but heavy at the same time. He didn’t feel fireworks nor the butterflies but he did feel the adrenaline dip in the mouth of his stomach and the strikes of lightning that raced through his veins. He felt brand new, and he was ready to give himself to you, just like he had many nights before but this time it felt different, important and special.

Maybe Wonwoo was finally releasing the lock he had around his heart, but if he didn’t know any better--and he didn’t. He was positive that what he was feeling for you in this moment of vulnerability was love.

“I want to take my time.” He whispered against your lips as your fingers toyed with the buttons of his shirt. “I want to be with you forever but I don’t know how.” He crushed the hem of your silk black shirt between his fingers. Your hands stopped their movements and you pulled away. They wandered up to his cheek, your index finger playing with the tiny sunspots that only you were able to see. He looked so small and scared and you were sure you mirrored his same expression because the grip he had on your shirt got tighter.

You had been in love once. Many lifetimes ago and they had been taken from you because of what you were. You promised yourself you would never love again and you spent years alone, until you found yourself in the odd old tavern.

For as long as you lived in the old supernatural town, you never once paid attention to that old tavern. Until one night during blue moon much like the one tonight, a little over a year ago you found yourself drawn to it. Your feet carried you there by themselves, your mind on autopilot and before you knew you were sitting in front of the bar, looking at a curious boy that resembled the prince you grew up hating, but that was impossible because he had been dead for years.

To your surprise he was the prince and he had spilled two strawberry margaritas on you ruining your new favorite shirt. You cursed him out, wondering why he wasn’t deader than dead as he apologized. He dropped everything before taking your hand in his and leading you up the rickety old stairs that led to the room above. Without a word he tore his poor excuse of a room apart until he found you a clean shirt and you put it on not after pushing him out of the room for some privacy.

If you had known that you would still keep that same shirt hidden deep in your closet you would’ve laughed because that was the first night you started to fall for him and every passing moment you were with him felt like you were being reborn again. Like a part of you didn’t die behind the flames of the burning fire as you watched your lover yell out for his life. That memory was buried deep in your mind and you had never told Wonwoo in fear that he would look at you differently. Like you weren’t his lifeline anymore, so, you kept it locked away inside of your heart just like the love you felt for him. One day you would tell him just not tonight. Tonight you wanted to keep your secret and instead be with him in every way possible.

“Take your time but tonight make me yours please.”

Wonwoo didn’t tie the ropes hard enough and it made you laugh at his shaking hands as they traveled down your flushed out body. You had assured him that you had suffered through worse than the burning of ropes against your skin. But he paid no attention to your statement as he finished his second and final loop on your bedpost.

He kissed his way down your body slowly, giving extra love the parts he knew would have you unraveling in no time.

This was one of the things you loved most about him, instead of getting what he wanted and leaving. He took his time getting to know your wants and needs. You’ve had many lovers in the past and none of them had felt nor treated you the way Wonwoo did.

With love.

“You feel so warm already.” He whispered against the skin of your stomach, slowly getting closer to where you wanted him most. His hands squeezed your thigh and prided them open as he kissed his way further down, hovering his mouth against your clothed core.

You whimpered, tugging at his roots in attempts to bring him closer, “Please Wonwoo please.” You let out an exasperated breath. “I need you close.”

Wonwoo smirked leaving an open mouthed kiss against your core, savoring your honeyduke sweetness that seeped through your panties. Your grip on his hair got tighter as he continued to tease you. Kissing you and humming like he was tasting his last meal. He lapped up once more groaning before hooking his thumbs against the waistband of your panties and pulled them down, sitting down on his knees and throwing them somewhere in your room, joining your already discarded clothes.

The coolness of the wind coming in from your open window made the goosebumps rise against your soft skin. Wonwoo sucked in a breath as he took in how wet you were and for him.

No matter how many times he found himself in this position, your body's reaction to him always left him floored. “Take a picture, it will last longer.” You joked, placing your leg against his shoulder and pulling him down towards you again. Catching him off guard, just like you always did.

“One day I will and then I won’t stop and by the end of it all, I’ll have my own private collection.” He winked laying down in between your legs again. He kissed up your thighs alternating between the two, taking his sweet time like he always did.

“I bet you’d like that...f-fuck.” Wonwoo lapped up your entrance and wrapped his perfect lips around your clit. He closed his eyes savoring your taste, his blunt nails digging into the skin of your thighs.

“Y-Your mouth was—ahh, your mouth was made from the h-heavens.” You arched your back, pushing his head closer with your legs entrapping him. Your hands grabbing on the ropes as you felt your orgasm approach.

A throaty groan fell out of his mouth, sending the vibration up your clit and through your body. The knot in your stomach starting to get tighter. Wonwoo’s index and middle finger swirls around in your pussy. Bathing in the wetness before he slowly inserts them. He always knew you were warm inside but today it felt like you were on fire and he couldn’t wait to devour you further.

He hums happily pulling away and sits up, your leg falling from his shoulder making you whine at the loss of his mouth. “Patience baby I’ll give you everything you want tonight.” He assures before pushing his fingers in even further, your heat entrapping him.

“Ah, f-fuck this feels better than my charms.

“You have sex charms?” He poses curiously. You were a book full of fairytales and he couldn’t wait to read you front in back until the last day of his life.

“I have charms for a lot of things.” You throw your head back in pleasure as he lets his fingers take control. “I-I can show them to you one day.” You let out a breath as you felt your orgasm nearing.

“Why not now?” He brought his thumb onto your clit and started rubbing figure eights circumoniously, while his fingers pistoned into you. If anyone were to ask him what his favorite pastime was he would cheekily answer that it was you falling apart because of him.

“Don’t need them...you make me cum.” You arched your back and pulled on your ropes as your orgasm flooded over you. You moaned Wonwoo’s name like an old incantation in your book of spells as he continued to help you ride out your orgasm.

You always looked beautiful to Wonwoo, like a goddess or an angel sent from above. But the way you looked when you fell apart underneath him, was breathtaking and he wanted to remember it forever.

“Did that feel good?” He takes his fingers out, his palm rubbing soothing circles against your thigh as he brings them up to his lips. Your spent pussy clenched over nothing as you watched him, eyes locked with yours savoring you.

You nod, “It was orgasmic.” You joked. Your weak attempt of a pun makes him laugh. You freed yourself from his poor attempt at binding you to the bed and sat up. Wonwoo watched you dreamily as you wrapped your arms around his neck planting a soft kiss to his wet lips.

“Make me cum again my prince.”

“I’ll make you cum until first light.”

Wonwoo kept true to his word, pulling four more orgasms from you. Each one more intense than the other and you found yourself craving for more, but he had stopped sensing your exhaustion.

He had been right earlier that night in the forest. You were strongest on Hallows Eve and underneath a blue moon, but when it came to Wonwoo you were weak. You didn’t mind it because it was to someone who would without a doubt catch you if you fell hard.

You had read it in his cards the first and only time you drew them for him. You didn’t voice it because his face when you had exposed his kinks was priceless. And because you feared that if you did you would lose him before you could tell him how you felt about him. You weren’t sure when you would but if he kept looking at you and holding you like you were his entire universe. You would without a doubt forget your fears and confess.

“I love you.” Wonwoo’s eyes got wide as he brought his hands up to his mouth covering it. “Sorry I—I fuck I-“

“I love you.” You copied his actions. The two of you letting the silence overcome your ragged breaths. Until he laughed, making you laugh as well. You grabbed his hand and brought it close to your body.

It was unbelievable how afraid the two of you had been when the two of you had unknowingly fallen for each other long ago. Wonwoo sat up on his elbows and moved so he was hovering over you again. “I’ve never once loved, and I’m sure I love you more than anything in this world.” He pecked your lips repeatedly before laying half of his body on yours carefully and putting his head against your chest humming happily.

“I once loved but I didn’t love them the way I love you Wonwoo.”

“That must mean I’m special princess.”

You rolled your eyes, your hands coming up to his shoulders and kneading out the tension that had formed over years of unnecessary stress. “Not a princess...but you’re more than special.”

“In my eyes you’ll always be my princess.” He left a chaste kiss against your collar bone. “But you’re more than special to me too baby, and since we’ve established that can you tell me what’s been bothering you all night.”

“Nothing’s bothering me, why are you asking?”

“You didn’t drink tonight and back when we were walking home you were spaced out half of the time.” He traced a finger up your side teasingly.

You sighed and stopped massaging his shoulders. He was right you had been distracted for half the night wondering how you should tell him the last secret you had. This one you couldn’t keep hidden away because it involved him and his biggest heartbreak.

“I drew a card from my deck this morning.”

He hummed and lifted his head, his eyebrows knitting together, “What was it, anything bad?”

You bit your lip, knitting your fingers into his hair. “The Empress, sometimes I read her as a fertility card an-“

“You’re pregnant?” Wonwoo sat up, your hand falling onto his chest. You giggled, shaking your head profusely. Your contraception charms were safer than any kind of contraception out there.

“God no Wonwoo, not now, but you told me your mom loved peonies right?”

“Yeah, the palace was always filled with them.”

“Okay well for days I’ve been seeing peonies pop up randomly around this place and I just thought it was a coincidence. When I drew my card this morning, The Empress was surrounded by peonies, but I really didn’t think anything of it. When I entered the tavern last night there were peonies in the flowerbed growing. And now that I think about it they were there too the night I met you.”

“What are you saying, that my mom is here somehow?” His voice was filled with hope and you tried hard not to cringe at the sound. The thought had crossed your mind a few times but you always had to remember that even though the supernatural existed peacefully in this world. That rule didn’t apply to the dead, they had strict rules on their side of the realm. If his mom was making an attempt to contact him he was sacrificing her chances at reincarnation.

“I’m saying that maybe your mom didn’t tell you who she really was.”

“Are you saying she was a witch like you?”

As soon as the words left his mouth, he felt comfort. Everything about his childhood made sense. The random peonies that would appear in the garden during the mid of winter. The stories that didn’t feel like stories but more like memories. And her sudden death. He wasn’t sure if his father had known or if he had found out that morning, but whatever the case was he was positive that she had sent you to him. His greatest and last gift to him from her and had never felt more at peace.

“Yes.”

[zippers-flowers-and-wine]

I have a request! another mer short- reader mer gets separated from their pod and meets/get adopted into a jojo pod

👀👀👀 I am Looking...

(I was so conflicted on what JoJo to write for, but I eventually just rolled a d8 lmao.)

(Also, this is what I imagine mermaid/man tails to be shaped like except with two long spines growing from were the dorsal meets the rest of the tail:

Orcas were awful beasts.

They way they clicked was terrifying, they were coloured in a freaky way, and they were just so damn big. Your pod's fighters always said that it wasn't that scary to be chased by them, that orcas were slow enough that a mer could outpace them as long as they kept going in a straight line...

But you wanted to call bullshit on that.

Because you were going top speed, putting all of your body into swimming away from these damned things and they were keeping up.

They'd ambushed your pod in open waters on one of your annual migrations, interrupting all of you as you'd travelled along the shore, following it down towards the cooler waters were you all lived until breeding time.

Usually, the migration path would have kept your pod over one large coral reef. It made it nearly impossible for large whales, be they False Dolphins, or Orcas, to hunt you. But the presence of human fishing nets in the area made the elders worried about the newborn mers, and it was decided that the pod would go cut across to the other path of coral reefs.

Halfway across, chaos had broken out. One particularly large orca had cut directly into the middle of the pod from below. It sent the mothers racing back towards the Coloured Path - the name bestowed upon the coral your pod usually travelled - while most of the larger mers of your pod immediately went defensive, hissing and snapping at the 3 others that started circling.

You were one of the unfortunate ones, caught up in the whirlwind of panicking gups and scared mothers. With the force of them shoving, and kicking out, you were thrown downwards; a lone mermaid, thrown out as an accidental sacrifice.

Naturally, the orcas locked onto you and here you were.

Swimming for your life as a whole pod chased after you.

You were too scared to look over your shoulder, unwilling to see the teeth that would be a few scant inches behind you, probably excited to tear into your- oh fuck!

Another orca, a younger one based one his size, lurched closer on your right, managing to land a punishing nip on your shoulder. It jerks you to a halt, ripping the wound open wider so you whip around, scratching just beneath it's eye. It squeals in pain, and you veer left squealing and ducking under another that had been waiting on you.

It's teeth snap around nothing, slick belly brushing against your flared spine, and you felt like crying out for your bearer. It was huge, easily 3x your width, and 4x as long as you.

The one that had injured you slammed into its friend with a mighty crash. Glancing back, you can see the two floating in place, clearly dazed from the impact. In your moment of distraction, another orca - also young - darts up from below, its dark body upon you before you can stop. It's teeth lock around your hips, pinning your fins down as it breaches and flings its weight back.

You screech, flailing as you're thrown into a wild somersault, launched out of the water several feet upwards as if you were a simple plaything. While airborne, your tail thrashes in some vain attempt to right you, unfortunately only succeeding in flipping you on your back mere milliseconds before you slam back into the water.

It stuns you, leaving you frozen and unable to pull in a breath as your own weight slowly pulls you down.

The anticipation hits you all at once, and you wait for the teeth. The pain of being torn apart and snapped in half by a whole pod yet...

It doesn't happen.

You can feel them around you: your earfins were designed to feel minor shifts in the water, feel how it gets warmer as bodies brush pass, and how it gets disrupted with every flick of a tail... But the pain never happens.

Peeling open your eye, you look around.

The orcas are a little farther away now, and there's more of them.

Two, no... Three adults, with four adolescents and their clicking makes your head hurt. Two of the adults are circling your still body, the final one - the one that had disrupted your pod in the first place - swimming around one of the unmoving adolescents.

The other three seem anxious, nudging and bumping against their sibling. The adult clicks, swims around him again, then makes a louder squeal that brings over one of the circling adults. They all start making sounds, the adult pulling away from the body with a neon tipped spine in its mouth. It wiggles side to side with it, almost as if...

Your tail fin twitches, and you have to clench your teeth to not cry out in agony.

That was your spine...

Beginning to shake, you've come to a chilling conclusion: They were using you for practice. Your venom spine had just killed the one that threw you out of the water, and the adult was using it to teach a fucking lesson.

Flexing a little, you realize your muscles have relaxed, no longer stiff from impact induced paralysis. Without really thinking - you bolt.

The orca that had been circling you squeals, but it - along with the others - isn't fast enough to react. You've already got several tail lengths ahead of them, and it would be unwise to expend their energy chasing you down, especially now that they were down one podmate.

Keeping up the breakneck pace, you don't stop until you feel well and truly alone.

Slowing, you pant for several long seconds, drifting with the currents.

Your gills are flared as much as possible, the pink slits sucking in water and jetting it out as you slowly turn on the spot.

Dark blue, dark blue, dark blue, dark blue...

Darkness stretched for miles in every direction.

Endless.

Directionless.

Thick, viscous tears well up in your eyes, floating towards surface.

For the first time since you were a guppy, you were alone. The currents pull at your body, pulling at your fins in a taunting manner, giggling and dancing about. All alone, they sang. Little mermaid, all alone, such easy prey.

Wrapping your arms loosely around your belly, feeling too exposed, you look up and sob brokenly. It's dusk, meaning you had been chased by those... Beasts for nearly two hours.

More tears gather in your eyes, floating away like the physical embodiment of your hopes and dreams, drifting out of reach.

You were fucked.

At the speed you'd been swimming, it was very likely that you were miles away from your pod, so all you could do now was pick a direction and start swimming.

You had to eventually run into something... Right?

___

It was completely black when you spotted somewhere to sleep for the night.

A cave, the bottom of which was covered in sand and rotting sea vegetation. Not the most glamorous place you've slept, but it was rather hidden from a distance, and deep enough that your bright colours would be muted to anyone passing by. The mouth of it was also surprisingly small, so anything larger than a shark would have some trouble wiggling in.

You, luckily, were smaller than a shark.

Pressing in head first, you wiggle your tail through, hissing when the sensitive flesh where your missing spine was rubs against the rocky cave mouth. Sliding through, you take a mental note of another entrance opposite of where you're settled as you curl up against the soft sand of the floor, folding all of your fins in tight and staring out into the blackened water beyond.

The stress of the day presses onto your shoulders, more tears well up, and you sob.

This loneliness, the separation... This was your new reality.

___

"Dude!" Okuyasu hisses, reaching out to snag his larger podmate by his shoulder. With a careful flick of his tail, he's leaning over Josuke, ears strained forward with a confused crease to his eyebrows.

Josuke flicks an ear, grumbling as he's used as a lookout post. "What dude? I'm too tired for-"

"Hush, Hishigataka." The young leader bares his teeth over his shoulder, immediately puffing up. Rohan doesn't look over, also staring intently at the neatly hidden entrance to their den. Josuke pauses, immediately losing all fight when he takes note of how restless the cecealia is. His arms are writhing around on another, bristling into various shades of darker green, and sickly yellows as his fins flare slowly.

"Someone is in our den."

Rohan's voice was deadly calm, yet it had an exciting effect on the others of his pod.

Okuyasu shivered, his spinal fin flexing excitedly as a near maniac grin started to twitch across his face. The large mer practically lived to brawl, all too happy to jump headfirst into a fight so he coiled his tail in close, ready pounce down the hidden entrance.

Mikitaka began pacing along side Koichi, the new cecealia anxious about the possible confrontation. Miki didn't exactly like any sort of violent interactions, and would always be the first of his podmates to shy away from any situations that looked like they may end badly, which was odd considering that his new form was well adapted to physical combat. Koichi was much the same, though his siren status made it a bit more understandable, since he wasn't physically capable of becoming as bulky as the other three. It also made him slower moving than them, his tail was really only meant to be flashy to attract any unsuspecting humans closer to him.

Josuke clicks, forcefully pulling their sudden excited agitation onto himself. The young leader keeps an eye on the small, seaweed covered entrance, but motions for them to all gather around him. "Alright, here's the plan. Me and Rohan will check it out, see if it's a pod we should really be worried ab-"

Rohan snorts, interjecting sharply, "I highly doubt it." Josuke sputters in outrage, but Koichi swiftly questions him before the larger pastel merman can freak out.

"W-what's that supposed to mean, Rohan - sensei?"

Smirking haughtily with that all too familiar look of "I know something you don't~", the cecealia points back towards the entrance with one of his thinnest arms. The tendril flicks lazily, matching his falsely carefree attitude s he drawls, "The main entrance hasn't been shoved around." He swims a little closer, with Josuke nearly right on top of him, to point at the thick vegetation growing around the well hidden entrance. "None of the seaweed has been pulled up, or ripped, and the rocks are perfectly in place. There's no scales that got caught on the opening, and the sand still has the faint imprint of the shells that Koichi brought last time."

Mikitaka clicks softly, coiling his limbs in close. "Forgive my ignorance, but what does all of that mean exactly?"

Koichi smiles at him, trying not to be too amused by his bewilderment. The guy had been turned into a cecealia by a particularly mean spirited siren a few months ago, and was still learning how to figure out life underwater.

Also seeming to take some kind of pity on him, Rohan explains, albeit with a rather haughty look. "What that means s that, while yes there is a mer in there, we don't need to be concerned about a pod." Josuke nods, a little more relaxed now that he knows Rohan isn't just disagreeing to get a rise out of him.

"Yeah. If anything, it may be a maid." Now it's Rohan's turn to look surprised, flicking his limbs as he sharply asks how Josuke figures that one. Koichi raises a brow, startled by how nonchalant he is about making that little inference. "Well, you said it yourself. There's no scales caught on the entrance, and even Koichi manages to snag some on the way in. That means it has to be either a cecealia, a guppy, or a mer smaller than Koichi."

Rohan snorts dismissively. "That's a moronic conclusion, Hishigataka."

"Eh!? How so!?"

"Because that doesn't explain how they didn't mess up the imprints of the shells, or how they managed-" Koichi's panicled wheeze cut their arguing short.

Wheeling around in unison, they follow the direction Koichi's outstretched hand. At first they don't see much, the rapidly deepening darkness impairing their vision, but eventually they do see and they want to tell various curses. Okuyasu had, at some point in their back and forth, wandered over to the entrance, slowly picking his way through the forest of green in front of it.

They could just barely see the glowing, golden tips of his venom spines weaving up and down. Josuke launches himself forward, his own bright pink and blue tail snapping as hard as possible to catch him up to his air headed friend, internally cursing his own negligence.

___

Peering into their home, Okuyasu doesn't immediately see anything.

It's dark, and the soft, sandy floor of the cave looks inviting, so he slips in. It takes a small wiggle for his hips to fit through, the fins having to lie flat as he works his tail left to right before sliding smoothly in. Glancing backwards, he wrinkles his nose at his small, dark blue and golden scales that he can see hanging off of the entrance, plucked free of his toughened hide thanks to how loose they were. "Yeesh, we gotta get a bigger den, man..."

Shhhfff...

His fins snap upright, flaring out as he twists in the dark. His pupils, having been dilated in his relaxation, immediately contract into dangerous slits.

That sounded like sand being shuffled around.

Josuke suddenly appears at the mouth of the cave, his bright blue eyes nearly glowing as he hisses, "What the hell are you doing, Okuyasu!?" He shushes him, holding a hand up while carefully swimming closer to the suspicious sound with his fins flared out. Josuke wiggles in after him, fins folded down as he slowly follows after him.

Sucking down water, Okuyasu jets out water and darts around the corner with his claws out, much to Josuke's yowling horror.

He slams into another body, very clearly a mer judging by the scaled tail that thrashes between his claws as he clamps down and sinks his teeth into their side. Another set of claws - smaller and more dainty than his own talons - rake across his back, making him hiss and flick sideways, slamming the smaller mer against the rockwall. They squeal, whipping their fluke at him as they twist. Okuyasu jerks back, twisting out of range of a poisonous spine that makes a lunge for his face. Josuke hisses somewhere to his left, but Okuyasu ignores him, reaching out for the intruder again. Startled, the mer ducks away from his talons, bolting towards the back. Josuke misses, just barely grazing the retreating fluke. The near miss makes him run, full force, against Okuyasu who had been about to give chase.

They both tumble to the sandy floor, sand flying up in great plumes that choke their gills, making both cough wildly. "G- Fuckin'- get off dude!" Okuyasu barks, shoving Josuke to the side. The small mer is frantically wiggling their way through the entrance, their panic making it harder for them to actually wiggle free.

Then they screech, tail flailing differently, now attempting to pull them back into the cave.

___

Oh go oh god oh god oh fUCK!

You're panicking, and you know it, and you know it's going to get you killed.

Being woken up by massive talons sinking into your flank wasn't the best thing to happen to you in your life, which was saying something considering the fact that you'd been chased hundreds of miles away from your pod by killer whales that only wanted some practice.

The mer that attacked you was big, scarily so, and he drove you downwards with his shoulder buried against your chest, and his teeth locked into the flesh just under your armpit. In a blind panic, you clawed at him, scratching at his back with your own, significantly smaller claws. The blood was billowing around the both of you, only barely blurring the outline of another mer pacing nearby. You couldn't see, nor register much of that one because the one attacking you didn't seem to apperciate having claws jammed into its spine. Apparently, it only served to piss it off because the bigger mer immediately used you like a battering ram, slamming your back against the nearby stone wall and stunning you for a beat.

When it backed of for a spilt second, slightly winded, you twisted away. Subconsciously, you thrashed your fluke at your assailant, momentarily forgetting about your missing spine as you made a break for an entrance opposite of where you had wiggled your way in.

The forgotten mer, a pretty streak of pink and blue, lunged for you, and you twitched just barely out of their range. They rocketed past you, ramming into the already wounded met and sending both of them to the floor.

Using that distraction, you started to attempt to wiggle free, cursing all of the inwards facing rocks that were hooking into your scales.

That's when you looked out into the ocean.

A small flicker of green movement.

Initially, you thought your mind was playing tricks on you, so you brushed it off, wincing as you made some progress.

Looking back up revealed two, very distressing details:

1. Your mind had not been fucking with you, that really was sometjing moving.

2. That moving thing turned out to be two moving things, and they were two, very large cecealia.

Freezing for a spilt second, you make eye contact with the shorter male.

His head tilts slowly, a small, razor thin smile playing at the edges of his lips.

With a shrill cry, you start thrashing backwards, deciding you'd much rather try and fight the two mers inside than the two cecealia outside. You're so busy panicking that you don't even notice that another creature has approached until he gasps, gently touching your cheek and making you flinch.

Your head turns, and you meet two big, dark blue eyes. Silvery hair wisps around his soft, childlike face, wild and untamed, just like the hammering of your heart. He seems worried about something, gently brushing your tussled, ungroomed hair back and away from your face as his eyes carefully search yours.

You hardly even notice the clawed hands that gently touch the raw flesh were your venom spine used to be, or the pasty white cecealia that glides up to your side, carefully pulling you free of the entrance, or even the hushed words shared back and forth, whispered over the badly injured flesh of your tail.

All you register are those dark blue eyes that are getting darker...and darker, and you can't...

___

Mikitaka hums when the mermaid falls limp against him, his limbs pulling her tighter to himself in an effort to keep her from harming herself upon collapsing. His eyes flick over to Koichi, who's coughing into his elbow, the younger siren unused to singing for such a long period of time. "Good thinking, Koichi."

"A-ah, yeah... Thanks!" He's grinning from ear to ear, flowy fins fluttering from flustered delight. He's so unused to such positive reinforcements from people that aren't Josuke, Okuyasu, Jotaro, or Rohan that the poor thing practically drinks up any and all positivity.

Miki smiles, mouth opening-

"You. Utter. FOOLS!"

Then closing in a small grimace.

It seems Rohan isn't quite as pleased.

(Okay.... Okay okay, I promise I'll finish it in the next installment, I just like?? Got really carried away 😞)

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[ticklishfiend]

Angry Little Guy

My Hero Acadameia - Kirishima/Bakugou

A/N: heyyy haven’t written in a hot minute (again lmao)!! my mental health has been taking a tolls recently so writing has been hard, but i still hope y’all enjoy what i wrote today!! i love these boys sm and i hope to write some more for them in the future :) hope u enjoy!! xx

Summary: After Ms. Joke visits the school and forces Bakugou to laugh after he was being a grumpy-butt in class, Kirishima can’t help that he just wants to hear that cute little laugh again. But when Bakugou refuises to laugh any other way, Kirishima decides to use some...persuasive methods :))

Word Count - 2,550

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Today was a physical training day for Class 1A, all the students gathering in the training gym in their matching blue and red outfits ready for whatever task Aizawa had prepared for them that day. Aizawa’s demeanor today, however, was just a little…off. Sure, he was being hs regular boring, monotonous self, but something about the way his eyes seemed to sink deeper into their sockets, and the way his back seemed somehow more slouched than usual, showed that the class’s teacher was a little more annoyed today than he already was regularly.

“Does Aizawa-Sensei seem more…upset than usual?” Kirishima scratched his neck worriedly, heck cocked as he watched Aizawa pinch the bridge of his nose.

“I don’t know, man, the guy’s never exactly been the bubbly type. Maybe he just got less sleep than normal,” Denki shrugged, his eyes also meeting the groggy teacher stood in front of their whole class. “What do you think, Bakugou? Think Aizawa woke up on the wrong side of the bed or what?”

“Shut the fuck up, Sparkplug, he’s about to start class,” Bakugou grumbled, not even glancing down at his bright blonde counterpart for a second.

“Okay everyone, it’s time to shut up,” Aizawa spoke loudly, his eyes tense as he stared the teens in front of him down. The mumbles in the room went silent as Aizawa began his lesson. “Today’s gonna be a little…different. Despite my pleas against this, you’ll be taught your training by a different pro-hero today from Ketsubutu High.”

Muffled whispers slowly rose up from the crowd of teens before Aizawa, mumbling predictions of who the hell could be teaching them today and why it wasn’t someone already from their school. Of course, as always, Iida’s hand was the first to shoot up and question this strange decision.

“Aizawl-Sensei, why are we being taught by a teacher from another school? Why not use any of the many teachers we have available at UA?”

“Unfortunately, Nezu believes it would be best for you all to not only be trained by the same heroes, as you need to widen your options for training techniques, especially considering many of you need to learn better techniques of distraction. Which is exactly why they’ve brought in-“

“Helloooo~!” The gym doors behind the students’ burst open, a female figure standing in the doorway with her hands on his hips and a bright, wide smile imprinted on her face.

“Oh no way!” Sero pointed excitedly towards the woman. “It’s Ms. Joke!”

“That’s right, future pro-heroes!” Ms. Joke began making her way over toward Aizawa, his glare on her intensifying with every step she got closer.

“Ohhh, now I get why he’s been so moody all morning,” Kiri whispered to Denki, the two sharing a knowing glance as they both grinned.

“Joke, why are you so late? You were supposed to be here an hour ago so we could discuss-“

“Oh cmon, Eraser, don’t be so serious! Just got caught up in a little morning traffic is all, plus spreading a few smiles along the way!” Joke grinned widely at the stoic man beside her. “Y’know, I’m always happy to spread a few more smiles as long as they’re coming from your cute little face-“

“That’s enough, Joke. Please get on with the lesson,” Aizawa rolled his eyes, refusing to look over at his extremely smiley counterpart.

“Whatever you say, future husband!”

“Not your future husband-“

“Okay guys! So who here knows about my quirk and can explain it properly to the rest of the class?” Joke asked, followed by multiple hands shooting up into the air, Deku’s even waving about excitedly (as this IS his favorite thing in the world to discuss).

“Hmm…how about…you! Mr. Grumpy in the front!” Joke exclaimed, pointing towards Bakugou. His arms were crossed in contempt, eyes glaring into Joke’s happy persona like his gaze alone could burn right through it.

“I didn’t even raise my hand,” Bakugou scowled at his higher-up, his stance never wavering. “How do you know I have any idea who you are?”

Ms. Joke smirked at Katsuki. “Y’know, teachers talk, Bakugou,” the mention of his name made his eyes grow a little wide in surprise, not expecting her to know him by name. “Sure, I know you from the sports festival, but I also know you from a little more than that. I know that you’re an angry little guy who doesn’t like not being at the top, and you find satisfaction in knowing more than your peers. I also know you’re very smart, and you’re well educated on the status of most- if not all- pro-heroes today.  So, I’ll ask again; can you please explain to the class what my quirk is and how it functions?”

A silent but stressed pause fell over the group of teens. None of them had expected Joke to get so analytical on Bakugou like that, and it made them all feel a little fearful of what the “angry little guy” had to say next to her next. Bakugou’s glare on the woman deepened, his brow furrowing slightly.

“You can make people laugh uncontrollably, basically making it easier for you to fight them with one-on-one combat. And if you want me to be honest,” Bakugou’s face contorted into an ugly smirk, his arms crossing tighter as his body leaned in ever so slightly towards the hero. “-it’s one of the lamest quirks I’ve ever seen from a pro-hero.”

The air in the room was suddenly 10x thicker than before, almost making it harder for the students to catch a healthy breath. Ms. Joke only smiled fondly at the teen before her, walking closer to him until they were face-to-face.

“Y’know Bakugou…ever since I saw you perform at the sports festival, seeing you so red-faced and angry the whole time, I couldn’t help but wonder…” Joke’s hands went to her hips as Bakugou’s smirk slowly began to fade. “…does that guy ever really laugh?”

Suddenly and without warning, Bakugou began belting out one of the screechiest laughs anyone in that gym had ever heard in their lives. His arms came down to his stomach, harshly crushing his abdomen as if this would cease the laughs at any capacity. After a second, one of his hands shot towards his mouth, after he must’ve finally realized how embarrassingly girly his laugh must’ve sounded.

“Oh my god, no way! Bakugou can laugh!” Denki shouted, pointing at the hysterical boy in front of him. The rest of the class erupted into giggles, unable to contain it after hearing that contagious laugh leave that angry little man.

“SHUHUHUT UHUP! THIS ISN’T FAHAHAHAIR!” Bakugou’s screams were muffled behind his hand, but it did nothing to mask the laughs coming out of the boy.

“So, is anyone who didn’t know about my quirk starting to get how it works?” Joke giggled, Bakugou now crumbling to the floor on his knees without even meaning to. After another moment, his laughs began to die down to soft titters, before standing back up on shaky legs. To his dismay, his face was flushed an adorable shade of pink, and though everyone noticed it, no one dared to make a comment. His eyes made their way to Joke’s, an angry flash of light glaring from them.

“YOU MADE YOUR POINT YET, HAG?!” Bakugou shouted, his hands in a combat position by his sides, making small explosions not big enough to hurt a fly from his palms.

“Yes, actually. I think we’re ready to move on to the lesson at hand!”

-

“Man, I still feel sore after training today. Who knew Ms. Joke could be so ruthless at hand to hand combat!” Kirishima exclaimed, massaging his shoulder before turning back to his homework in his lap. He was sat crisscross on Bakugou’s bed, with said explosive teen leaning against the wall behind him also working on his homework.

“Whatever, Shitty-hair, it wasn’t that bad,” Bakugou rolled his eyes, earning him a shove on the knee from the red haired teen beside him.

“You’re just mad she had you laughing like a little girl in front of the class and you KNOW it!” Kiri chuckled.

“Hell yeah I’m mad, I’m fucking pissed! That hag had no right to do that, it made me look like a fucking idiot!” Bakugou grumbled throwing his head back and hitting the wall with a thud.

“Oh cmon, it wasn’t that bad, it was adorable! You should totally laugh like that more often, Bakubro. I know I’d sure love to hear it,” Kiri giggled, looking up at Bakugou, noting the small tinge of crimson painting his cheeks. He decided to be nice and not say anything, just like he had been at training.

“I’m not adorable, fuckface, and after that whole stunt I don’t think I’ll ever laugh again.”

“Bakubro, you know I can’t have that! I’ve gotta get my dose of Kats giggles every once and awhile, even if I have to pull em outta ya!” Kiri snickered, playfully shoving Bakugou in the shoulder. “In fact, I wanna hear you laugh right now! Cmon, gimme them giggles!”

Bakugou just looked up at Kirishima with the most blank expression he could possibly pull. Kirishima pouted, grabbing his and the other boy’s homework and moving it to the other side of the bed.

“Shitty-hair, I was working on that-!”

“Ah ah ah, Bakubro, you can get right back to your work as soon as I hear that laugh of yours that I heard earlier today!” Kirishima moved to sit cross-legged in front of Bakugou, giving him the dopiest smile he could pull in hopes to get the boy to giggle even a little.

Nothing.

“Kiri, I can’t just laugh on command. You’ve gotta do something funny, and you’re not a funny fucking person,” Bakugou’s expression remained partially blank, but Kirishima could spot that hint of mischievousness behind his eyes that got him all worked up and playful.

“Hmm…well, while I might disagree with you on that, it’s really hard to make you laugh. And trust me, I know that from experience,” Kirishima brought his hand up to scratch at his chin, looking Bakugou in the eyes experimentally. Then, a lightbulb went off over Kiri’s head.

“Hey, Bakugou?”

“Um…yes?”

“Are you ticklish?” Bakugou remained unwavered, but Kirishima could tell that question made the blood boy uneasy.

“No. Can I get back to my work now, Shitty-hair?”

“I already told you, we aren’t working until I hear you laugh. And, I don’t believe you.”

“Well you should, because I’m not.”

“Then can I?” Bakugou furrowed his brows confusedly at the question.

“Can you what?” Bakugou asked, his head leaning back in confusion.

“Can I tickle you? Y’know, since you aren’t ticklish.”

“No, that’s a stupid question, why would you tickle someone who isn’t-“ suddenly, Bakugou’s words halted as Kirishima grabbed the boy by his shoulders and turned him to push his back onto the bed. He sat down on the boys waist, pinning his hands beneath his knees, effectively trapping them. “WHAT THE HELL, SHITTY-HAIR?!”

“What? You said you aren’t ticklish, so this-“ Kirishima pulled Bakugou’s shirt up just above his lower ribs, before lightly and slowly tracing shapes into the boys sides. “-shouldn’t bother you at all.”

Bakugou’s entire body was as stiff as a board, his eyes shut tight and his mouth shut even tighter. His teeth grinder against one another and titter after titter left his lips against his mind’s wishes.

“Kiri- I- Stop- hehe-wait, just hold on a minutehehe-“ Bakugou giggled lightly, his hands struggling beneath Kiri’s knees. Then, Kirishima began digging his fingers into his ribs, and that’s when all hell broke loose for the explosive boy beneath him.

“WAHRHEIT! STOHOHOHOP! NOT FAIR! NOT FAHAHAHAIR!” Bakugou twisted and turned his body, but to absolutely no avail. Kirishima was massaging circles into Bakugou’s lower ribs, and the hysterical boy under him just couldn’t take it. “See? Now THIS is what I wanted to hear, Bakubro!” Kirishima moved his right hand down to skitter his nails on the boy's lower belly, resulting in high pitched squealy giggles to leave the Bakugou's lips. "Aw, you're so ticklish! I never expected this from you, it's so cute!" Kirishima cooed, only making Bakugou's laughs to grow more frantic and panicked.

"NOHOHO! NOHOHOT CUHUHUTE! NOT CUHUHUHU- AHAHAHA!" The boy's words trailed off into even more giggles as Kirishima brought his left hand down to sueeze at his hips. "NOHOHOT THEHERE! PLEASE! I CAHAHAHANT!"

"Aww, is this a bad spot, Bakugou?~ Is it really ticklish right there?~" Kirishima teased, now moving both hands down to sueeze and spider over his hips, which proved to be one of his worst spots so far.

"YEHEHES! TIHIHICKLES!" Bakugou screamed, his legs kicking out frantically behind Kiri as the red-head experimentally moved his fingers upwards and dipped into his bellybutton.

Bakugou let out the most high pitched scream Kirishima had ever heard.

"Oh my god, dude! Is it that bad here?" Kirishima used one nail to scratch at the inside walls of the navel, while another finger skittered around the entire button.

"BAHAHAHAD! SO BAHAHAD! PLEHEHEASE!" Bakugou whined, small prickles of tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

"Alright, alright, i'll quit. But-" Kirishima halted momentarily, his nails resting on Bakugou's lower tummy without moving. Even with the lack of movement, Bakugou couldn't help the small giggles that left his lips, his childish giggle box already turned on it's head, making those unmoving nails feel like their skittering all over his tummy. "-first you have to admit that your laugh is adorable."

Bakugou's eyes widened. "What?! Are you crazy?! I'm not gonna say something like th-hehehe!" Kirishima slowly began skittering over his lower tummy again, his fingers slowly but surely getting closer and closer towards his navel.

"Bakugou, you are way too ticklish to just not comply with me right now. Just say what I want and I'll let you go," Kirishima smiled, bringing one hand up to skitter at his lower ribs, resulting in a surprise shriek and louder giggles from the boy. "Unless...you don't want me to stop?"

Bakugou's entire face turned beet red, and this time Kirishima just couldn't help himself. "Aw, Bakugou~! Y'know, you're way more of a blusher than you'd like to admit, but that's just another thing that makes you intesnely adorable. So say it! Say you're adorbale!"

"Nohoho! I cahaha- Kiri plehehease! Don't make mehehe!" Bakugou whined, twisting his body as if trying to escape the unstoppable fingers on his torso.

"Cmon Kats~ Just say those two magic little words~"

"Alrihihight!" Bakugou shut his eyes tight, turning his face as much as he could to try and smush his words into the mattress. "I'm...I'm adorablehehe..."

Kirishima finally halted his fingers and moved them off the boy's body, but still not getting up off of his waist. "See? Was it that hard?"

"Yes!" Bakugou whined, finally pulling his hands out from under Kirishima's legs after the red-head gave him some leverage to, shoving them into his face to mask the ever-growing blush and smile emerging.

"You're too cute for me, Kats. I don't think I can handle it," Kirishima smiled fondly at the boy underneath him, his heart swelling in his chest unbeknownst to that angry little giggly guy.

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A/N: i hope u enjoyed!! i just love lee!bakugou so i rlly couldn’t help myself LMAOO he’s so cute wtf :(( anyways, if u enjoyed this pls consider liking and reblogging!! reblogging is much more appreciated as it helps spread my fic to more ppl :)) love u!! xx

[allbrainrot]

Aaaa could you do ❤️ for pre and post time skip Dimitri? 👉🏻🥺👈🏻 ty!! I love your writing style and I’m so excited to see what else you come up with!!

YES I LOVE DIMI SO MUCH!! I’m so glad that people like my prompts and writing 😭🖤 Thank you anon for allowing me to write about post timeskip Dimi’s massive cape that shit is the best lmao ✨

Pre Timeskip:

- Pre timeskip Dimitri is very special at displays of affection..*cough* dagger *cough*..so he’d be so easily flustered, but he’d appreciate any form of love you’re willing to give him nonetheless.

- For this particular instance, I’m thinking reader is a Golden Deer, so they have to be separated during each classes’ missions a lot. As a traumatized individual with few loved ones left, I can imagine that Dimitri would become somewhat clingy with anxiety once you grow close to him. As his partner, you’re very used to always being beside him to comfort and reassure him, so it’d be a pretty drastic and..dull.. change when the Blue Lions are out on the month’s mission.

- You’re probably also close to several Blue Lions if you’re dating Dimitri, which makes it seem even more lonely. Of course, you have friends in Golden Deer that you hang out with, but it always feels like a part of you is missing when you don’t have a yearning little Dimitri following you like a lost puppy.

- If you’ve made this much progress in getting Dimitri to open up, he trusts you more than anyone in the world alongside Dedue. So, you’re always welcome to spend time in his room and you often find yourself doing so when the days wind down and you miss him the most. You probably absentmindedly sharpen any weapons he hasn’t taken with him or organize all his schoolwork for him so he isn’t stressed when he returns.

- Even though he insists that you drop any formality whatsoever, Dimitri is still a prince, so he probably has a pretty full closet...full of capes for you to steal!! >:3

- Around the last night before he gets back to the monastery, longing really hits you when you think about how long it’s been without your cuddly boyfriend around. So when curfew comes around that night and you have to leave the comfort of his room, you say ‘ah screw it’ and just snatch one of his pretty blue capes before heading off to your bed.

- Even at 17-18, Dimitri is still tall as hell. Idk how tall reader is, but I’m a whopping 5’2 so I’m gonna say that his cape would be pretty big on you 😭 You wrap yourself in that thing like a burrito, period. I can imagine it’s made from very nice material, so it’s probably silky and soft. Then, you conk tf out!

- The next day is a Sunday, so you’re half awake snuggling into this boy’s cape later in the morning when his class gets back. The first thing Dimitri does after reporting everything to Rhea and Seteth with the professor is bolt up to your dorm room. He’s that overjoyed kinda shaky like little kids heading to open up their presents on their birthday. He might even forget to knock, honestly. He’s got chivalry built into him as a prince but right now his head is whirring too much to think about anything else.

- Sunlight pouring into your room makes you bunch up the fabric close to your face and you let out a very sedated, groggy greeting in your sleepy state.

- Dimitri.exe has stopped working. HOLY SHIT IS THAT HIS CAPE??? His face is every shade of red imaginable. Probably lets out incoherent stutters for a couple minutes until you’re fully awake and call him over happily. Dimitri’s a big boy and he finally says a sentence, albeit a very squeaky one! ‘Is-is that my cape, beloved..??’ You’re 100x more composed and just laugh and hand it back to him before explaining you missed him and kissing him on the cheek. Dimitri machine broke. You’re wearing his cape like a blanket! And you said it’s because you missed him! You really love him and you’re adorable! Yeah, it’s just gonna be hugs for a bit, it’s gonna take a minute to reboot your Dimitri.

Post Timeskip:

- Shortly after pre timeskip scenario, Dimi convinced you to transfer to his house. I’m gonna say this is Dimi after he gets his shit together a little bit because acquiring clothing from a feral Dimitri would be like a militaristic game of capture the flag. He’s still an awkward goof but you’re gonna need to get him to allow himself to show emotion again before he eventually breaks and confides in you.

- I can imagine that some nights, camping out at the monastery or various locations of battles could get pretty damn cold when the temperature drops at night and you don’t have any heating system. So, strategy or information update meetings called at night are probably going to be one of your least favorite times, after actual fighting of course.

- Your former classmates from Faerghus thrive in the cold, and this was nothing compared to winters where they’re from. (You might be well adjusted to cold too but I’m from god damn Texas so I’m saying reader lived in a much warmer climate, closer to Claude’s lmao🖤) You, on the other hand, are FREEZING and your friends think it’s quite amusing.

- So here you are, sitting between your boyfriend and Sylvain while Byleth makes a report and you’re freezing your ass off!! Like how is no one else cold you are covered in goosebumps and you’re pretty sure you just started shaking a little bit. Everyone has noticed and is trying to pay attention to Byleth but Sylvain is the first to give in and antagonize you. In the most condescending fake surprised tone possible ‘Oh man, are you getting cold? I was actually just thinking it’s such nice weather that I don’t even need a jacket!’

- Dimitri is straight wheezing into his hand he is trying so hard not to laugh but it’s too funny he can’t help it man 😭 Initiating ball mode you are holding your knees tucked into your chest for warmth and pouting because you’re salty. Plan backfired your boyfriend is full on snickering at you now because you’re adorable.

- Just when you’ve reached the maximum level of pouting possible something very soft and warm is draped over you and encompasses you in all your balled up glory. Although it’s a little heavier now, and you can feel the fluff of fur around your shoulders, you still recognize the luxurious fabric from Dimitri’s old cape 5 years ago.

- Too stubborn to say thank you right now so you just lean into Dimi lmao. His gauntlets are always freezing but you’re in a cozy burrito right now so he’ll wrap an arm around you. Sylvain is currently celebrating his status as the greatest wingman of all time.

- Bonus points if you put your cheek up to his chest he lives for being as close to you as physically possible. Will pet your hair if you don’t mind the armor.

- Felix is having an internal hissy fit and glaring daggers at Dimitri because BOAR HAS FEELINGS? EWWWWWWW. If Dimitri gives you a kiss he absolutely yells at you both to get a room you cannot convince me otherwise. Byleth is so sick of everyone’s shit.

Thank you for enabling my Dimitri lovemail anon, I hope you like it :3 Hope you don’t mind post timeskip being a lil changed from original prompt I just thought it was a nice progression 🥺🍄

[exsanguisdraconis]

Dragon Form: Verena

I don’t know where I’m going to put this on my blog. My muse page is being remade bc it’s like, impossible to see on screens that aren’t enormous and zoomed in so I don’t really wanna go through the trouble of linking it there. So for now I’m just making it as a post. Also I’m really bad at math and ratios and shit, so these are all rough estimates. Any time I try to get too specific I start to stress and my muse poofs. If anyone wants to like, help me fix it feel free lmao

Color of Scales: Black (discoloration where there are scars see below)

Color of Eyes: Varying shades of metallic silver.

Length: 430 ft 

Height: 125 ft (Rough estimate. Again, bad at math)

Species: Gale Dragon (Info page tba)

Body Type reference: Click Here 

Teeth Type: Single row top/bottom. Angled teeth, serrated on the back side

Distinguishing Features: Multiple grey/discolored scars from their time in the pits, dark purple/blue acid scars on the neck from a spitting dragon (only visible in the light), heavily scarred wings, a crack on the left side of the muzzle up to the eye, missing five dorsal spines (two small spines from the tail, one behind the hips, two missing from the shoulder/nape of neck)

Fire Color: Blue and white

Abilities: Flight, fire, toxic saliva that inhibits healing abilities/spells and majorly thins the blood, can shrink down to very small sizes

Notes: 

Verena, in comparison to my other dragons, has no extraordinary abilities. All dragons breathe fire, all dragons fly, and all dragons have a bacterial cocktail in their saliva that could bleed out an elephant. Their strength comes from years of experience fighting, and through sheer viciousness. Verena isn’t afraid to take a hit in a fight and will probably come back at their opponent with doubled ferocity. Even among my own dragons, Verena is well respected (which is about as close as dragons come to admitting they’re afraid of anything). 

Because of their temperament and destructive capabilities, Verena’s size is severely restricted on Earth/Midgard. When they visit Earth, they are forcibly shrunk down to about a sixth of their full size in their dragon form. They can choose to use their magic and be even smaller, but they can grow no larger.

Just like in their human form, Verena is almost entirely deaf out of their left ear. This makes them very wary when anyone lingers to their left, especially out of sight.

Also this is a reminder that Verena will occasionally have times when the magic holding their memories together will malfunction and they will forget pretty much everything. If possible they will return to their dragon form where they feel safest, but they are very volatile and dangerous when this occurs.

[amethystdarkwolf]

My ‘Orange Side’ predictions, theories and a lot of Logan angst.

So I've had this theory for a hot second, and only recently decided to finally sit down and write it out. This goes on for quite a bit, and is a little bit on the heavier side, as it has my predictions for the last dark side, and a bunch of little patterns that are interesting to point out, that mostly lead to angst.

Okay, enjoy!

TL;DR is right before the little bonus thing at the end that's just more angst stuff for Logan that kind of applies.

So if you've been in the fandom for really any amount of time, you will know about The Rainbow Theory. Basically, all it is, is that the sides colors will make up the rainbow, and it seems to be nearly canon. We have all the colors except one. And that color is Orange.

Using the knowledge that this side will (most likely) be orange, we have a clue about him. That he's watching, and that he's aware of the audience.

From 26:34 to 26:44, in the upper left hand corner there is a score in orange text, the number is '07734'. Now, if you were to put that number into a calculator and turn it upside down, it would spell out, 'hello.'

Now this is mostly common knowledge at this point due to the fandom (me included) absolutely losing it over the hint of a new dark side. Especially since he shows up seemingly out of nowhere. I just needed to get those establishing bits out of the way before I continued on with the theory so it's a tiny bit easier to track my thinking (I tend to not explain my points correctly before moving onto the next one so I hope I did a better job of it this time through).

He is speaking to us. He's not saying hello to Patton or Roman or even Thomas! They don't even notice it! He is speaking to the viewer, which leads to the question of what exactly this side knows, and more importantly what this side is capable of.

There is also speculation that this dark side is going to be somehow attached to or the opposite of Logan. The opposite of Logic, that implication alone should be at least a little unsettling. Now, I love Logan, I love him a lot, him and Janus are my favorites. But he does seem to have kind of not the best relations with the others at times. However, I do not think we've reached him actually despising any side, not even Remus or Janus. I think that is going to change.

The color schemes Thomas and the team have been using are really clever. They convey a lot about the character just by having the color associated with them. They have also been working with the idea of opposites. And those opposites seem to conflict quite often.

What I mean is, violet on the color wheel is the opposite of yellow. Virgil and Janus' colors. Now, it is very, very plain to see that Virgil and Janus do not get along. Whatever history they have is still up in the air for specifics, but it's obvious that they have one. And at least Virgil hates Janus.

Red and green are also opposites on the color wheel. Even though they have barely interacted, it's clear by Roman's language towards Remus that they don't have the best relationship. Roman breaks down at the mention that him and Remus are similar. Also the funhouse simile, (DWIT: 35:56) "It's a little like, looking into a funhouse mirror,  but instead of a giant head, or, like, long legs and a tiny torso... It shows you... Everything you don't want to be."   That's more than enough evidence to prove they aren't on the best terms.

Now, onto blue. Blue, more specifically, Logan's shade of blue, is opposite to orange. And judging by the pattern we see developing with the opposite colors. Logan will not like the orange side one bit. Hold onto that piece of information for a moment while I make a few more predictions based on some more patterns.

Someone has already pointed this out, (if someone will be so kind as to remind me of who pointed this out that would be lovely <3), but back in Moving On Part 2, in the background, there is a picture hanging on the wall that will typically change  to fit whatever topic they're currently on, (ex: it changed to a picture of Thomas preforming in the show he won the golden apple for when it was brought up, or a zoomed in picture of the children's book he made.) At 1:30 the picture changes to show Thomas doing the 'speak no evil, hear no evil and see no evil' poses. (Covering his mouth, ears and eyes)

The dark sides and Virgil seem to each have a connection to one of these.

Virgil: See no evil. (Embarrassing Phases: 7:32. Virgil makes the room go completely black, blocking everyone's field of vision while he changed Logan's costume.)

Janus: Speak no evil. (Self-explanatory)

Remus: Hear no evil. (DWIT: 5:36-5:48. Remus muffles the other sides conversation, making Thomas hear him clearer than anyone else with the "Have you ever imagined killing your brother?" line.)  

The last one in that same vein, would be 'do no evil'.

So what does this pattern have to do with the other patterns I've pointed out?

Well, in order to get there, I need to point out, yet another pattern. (I'm so sorry)

Logan has always been a bit more physical than the rest of the sides I think. I don't really like using pre-Fitting In information in my theories, as I'm unsure of exactly how much they had planned at that point?, but I'm unsure of how to explain my point that well without this example. In Accepting Anxiety part 1, at 6:36 you can see Thomas rubbing the back of his head where he was hit with the laptop, immediately after, you can see Logan do the same thing.

To me this sort of establishes that what happens to Thomas can happen to Logan, making him a bit more of a physical presence than the others. The brain is what stimulates pain after all, it controls all the nerve endings and pain receptors.

Another much looser example, is his puppet choice in LNTAO, the whole 'not made of felt' thing was most likely just because of what Logan said that y'know, he didn't feel anything. It is also the fact of, all of the others puppets had felt somewhere on them, except his. Which makes the puppet, in contrast, feel more sturdy and physical.

I don't think this one applies all too much, but it is worth noting that out of all of the sides, Logan tends to always end up holding something/having something more physical in his possession more than the others. (Moving on being the exception)

The note cards.

The yerkes-dodson curve chart.

In Can Lying Be Good he was given a little headset.

Logic Vs. Passion he had a notebook (Which also made an appearance in Embarrassing Phases) as well as the drawings and graphs, while he wasn't physically holding them, they were real and not animation like Roman's examples.

(If you wanna count the crofters go ahead...?)

LNTAO also had the paper ball throwing physically hurting Roman.

In SvS when he was summoned (lmao summoned to appear in court I just got that as I was typing this out.) He is holding a law book.

In DWIT he gets physically hurt, twice. Having his teeth pulled out, and the throwing star. [Side note: the little interaction at 19:07 could also apply here, showing how he's more grounded as he stays almost completely still when Remus practically jump scares him.]

In the Healthy Distractions video he has what I'm assuming is coffee-

Then in the redux, he physically ends up hurting Patton by popping up too close. An odd little detail that really didn't apply, don't you think? And it's immediately followed up with Patton reiterating that they were just figments of Thomas' imagination.

Logan is much more grounded in reality and more physical than the other sides. Which is a very good thing for Logic to be, that's what it has to be.

Now what is the actual theory?

Virgil can blind the others

Remus can mute the others

Janus can silence the others

My theory is that the 'orange side' is going to have the ability to physically or mentally control the others.

And Logan is going to be his chosen victim, at least at first.

Logan is going to have an antagonistic relationship with this side because of the fact that he takes control away from him. Which order and control is what Logan seems to thrive on!

Keeping schedules, having everything in order, being taken seriously, attempting to make sure that Thomas is punctual, all of those things are Logan trying to maintain control. Now that isn't a bad thing in this circumstance at least, he's trying to make sure Thomas doesn't do anything that would cause his life to devolve into chaos.

But when it's taken away from him it's going to send him into some kind of spiral, and lead to his two-part video. Losing control of things is scary as hell. It was one of the points brought up as to why Remus was being a pest more than usual (DWIT: 29:37-29:56). And obviously being ignored and pushed to the side isn't helping either. It could just be the straw that breaks the camels back.

Long story short, Logan's arc is going to be directly tied to that other dark side, at least in my predictions.

And it's going to hurt.

Okay, this last little bit, is purely speculation, with very little connection to anything in canonicity. All of the dark traits seem to have a connection to some kind of animal, and they're typically ones that are seen as gross or creepy in some form, spider, snake, octopus.

What if the last dark side's animal was some kind of bug? A beetle or something. Like seriously the thought of a bright orange beetle or cockroach is, disgusting.

The only reason I'm saying this is because of a random thought I had. We all know Logan's 'robot' persona he puts up, he can't feel anything, he's mechanical, right? Well, a side coming in and completely flipping all of that on it's head, and ruining the control Logan had...

That would be a real bug in the system, now wouldn't it?

Well! Thank you for reading through all of this! I know it got a bit long-winded I just like having as much evidence as possible before stating a theory.

But those were just my thoughts and I'd love to hear yours! So please tell me what you think!!!

TL;DR: My prediction is that the orange side will be able to take control over the other sides, and he will take control of Logan which would cause Logan to spiral enough to warrant his two part video.

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BONUS: Some more angsty bits about Logan and control, that didn't apply to the theory too much! 

So first off, to me Logan seems like a very straight-forward (ha.) problem solver. If there is a problem there is no need to go through extensive loopholes or anything, no emotional mires or musical numbers unless necessary, the problem just needs to be fixed, period end of sentence.

I have a feeling that Logan applies that same logic to himself.

In the videos prior to Losing My Motivation, Logan was very very happy and bubbly. Easily excited and willing to participate in things he probably wouldn't have otherwise. He was much more expressive. (I know this is most likely because he was not a fully fleshed out character yet, but it can tie into some angst.)

Then in Losing My Motivation, Logan was brought the conclusion that he was the problem. (Note: this was also where the infinitesimal mistake was also made.)

From then on, we can slowly see minor changes to him in the videos, he starts becoming more reserved, serious, as well as trying new things to sort of fit in? (i.e the note cards) He saw the problem, and he tried to fix it. He became the definite voice of reason. Him smiling also went down a lot.

Looking back on this better explains why Logan was so upset at the beginning of Logic Vs. Passion, 2:28-2:41. To him he's already fixed his problem, he's fixed himself, he was the problem, how could Thomas run into this problem again!

Then we get to the crofters musical, where he just completely drops his walls down and sings and has fun with something he enjoys. Then of course, Virgil and Patton kinda come and unintentionally embarrass him. And he starts getting more feelings of inadequacy which build up to the whole problem of LNTAO.

Then in SvS almost his entire time on the witness stand was Janus subtly poking at him, and at 15:04, he talks about wanting to make sure Thomas is punctual and productive. He in fact calls it his passion project, something he is PASSIONATE ABOUT.

After two or three years, Logan is still trying to fix the problem. He's still trying to fix himself.

Now this link to control is mostly in what Logan is trying to get Thomas to do, be punctual, follow schedules, produce adequate content at a steady pace, and follow the same pattern every day, according to the chart in Logic Vs. Passion. This habit forming, tends to nearly eliminate variables from Thomas' life. Earning Logan more control. Which is clearly what he's wanting, as he feels that is the way to prevent problems from happening.