#like ooohhhh you are something special SPECIAL

[im-still-watching-anime]

i LOVE how we can always rely on atsushi to acknowledge how impressive akutagawa is anytime he does anything

[catscidr]

Could you make a scenario with sick reader and Yandere doctor please 😭

need him to walk into my room in a nurse outfit and take care of me when i get sick... but Alas he's not real... woe is me(༎ຶ⌑༎ຶ)..... WHATEVER i can always write about him anyways so im WINNING EITHER WAY...... (inhales copium) ⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝⸝ cw: yandere dottore, he's a little overbearing, reader has a cold. that's pretty much it (lmk if i missed anything!) includes: gn reader, dottore, iota (youngest segment) wc: 1,3k

Ooohhhh he would be mad. Not in an explosive way, but in a “I’m not mad, just disappointed” way except he IS mad, he’s just really good at keeping his emotions under wraps. You know this, too. He made sure that you did. 

It didn’t matter what kind of illness you came down with; a common cold, the flu, something worse? He’s freakishly good at reading you, and he didn’t need to hear you blowing your nose or sniffling every other second to know you had gotten sick. The skin around your nose blossoming into a darker, reddish tone and your eyelids drooping just a bit lower than usual was enough for him to know you weren’t telling him something you should have. 

It also didn’t matter if you didn’t even see him- he had eyes everywhere, quite literally. It was rare for you to be anywhere in the palace or the lab without one of his clones attached to your hip, whether it be a younger clone tagging along to do something more interesting than breaking open a ruin guard, or an older clone staying by your side, taking a break from work to enjoy your company. 

So, of course, even if the doctor happened to be especially busy when you suddenly caught a cold, you’d still be stuck with him being the equivalent to a mother hen because of how seriously he took your health. 

Usually you didn’t mind his attention, you’d even bask in it, but this time you couldn’t stand it. Your state had been manageable for the past two days and, thankfully, Prime and his clones were none the wiser to your nose overproducing snot nor the way your eyes had more crust around them when you woke up in the morning. But you feared that today would be the day he’d catch you and promote you to being his bedwarmer- literally. Last time you got sick and went to him for help you felt like you were in urgent care, forced to stay in his bed, having at least two of his segments stay with you 24/7, making you eat four meals a day despite your lack of appetite and desperate need for sleep. 

You could insist all you want that you were fine, that you just needed to vegetate in bed for a day or two and you’d be back on your feet in no time, but no, he refused to have any of it. He’d ask who’s the doctor here? in the same condescending voice he used whenever one of his lackeys displeased him (and you’d reply with you didn’t even graduate if you weren’t so tired), and then would throw you over his shoulder to bring you to his spotless bedroom so you could rest while he keeps an eye on you.

The one thing you were happy about was how Dottore wasn’t prone to blatant violence. Nothing physical, at least. When needed, he would slip medication into your water to help you sleep, would graciously lift your sleeve to give you a shot while you were knocked out cold and give you special medicine to make sure you had all the vitamins you needed. He wouldn’t do any of that if you had cooperated with him in the first place, though; so, you couldn’t bring yourself to be mad at him. At least not for long. 

Like clockwork, you were currently going through that same order of events. 

In retrospect, it was a bad idea to indulge Iota and go out in the snow to make a snowman with him- but how could you resist him! The lab could feel so stuffy as it was, and the additional smell of blood covered up by strong cleaning agents only did so little to help you resist his pleas. So, you grabbed Dottore’s Harbinger coat and got yourself dragged outside by the small but mighty youngest segment as he eagerly talked your ear off about having a snowball fight, making a myriad of snow angels and other winter activities you weren’t familiar with. 

After getting absolutely pelted with snow (Iota was good at snowball fights, surprisingly) you hung up Dottore’s coat to dry and made your way to the bathroom to wipe off any snow and water that had gotten on your skin despite the large, fluffy cloak you wore. Iota waved you off with a boyish grin and a taunting better luck next time! as you watched him saunter off into the direction of his creator’s lab. Your fingertips felt cold but as you dried your skin thoroughly you felt your body gradually warm up, and that was enough for your standards. 

Placing the towel on a rack to dry, you then headed over to your room to relax your aching muscles after the remarkably intense snowball fight. You laid down underneath the covers, grateful to be able to take a nap. However, when you awoke about two hours later, you thought you felt your arms weighed even more than before, and your head throbbed an ache that wasn’t there previously. And surely, a day later, you find yourself sneakily throwing away your used tissues somewhere that Dottore won't find them, else he subjects you to his overbearing methods of... curing you. 

You did your best to make your footsteps as careful and light as possible, lowering the chances of one of them finding you with a trash bag full of snot-filled tissues. Unfortunately for you though, maybe you should have worn something other than pyjamas because, as luck had it, although a segment hasn’t seen your physical state, a patrolling agent did. 

He spoke into a walkie-talkie quietly enough that your ears didn’t pick up the sound of his voice and, as you're about to step outside to throw the trash bag out, you feel a hand on your shoulder. A cold, gloved hand that you could recognize anywhere with your eyes closed. You halt your movements as the (not so) mysterious figure behind you stays silent, waiting for you to say something first. 

Your shoulders slump forward in defeat, and you sniffle. “I don’t wanna be locked up in your room again,” you say quietly, voice slightly slurred from your cold. He scoffs, his hand squeezing your shoulder gently enough for it to be comforting. “Maybe if you didn’t try to go outside while having a cold I would reevaluate your options,” he sighs. “Alas, you leave me no choice. What were you thinking?” Dottore turns you around and frowns, tilting his head to the side. If you were anyone else you would have been dead where you stood, but here you are; wearing one of his old shirts and a loose pair of sweatpants, one of your hands gripping a trash bag, and the other wiping your nose. You stand awkwardly, looking away sheepishly, not particularly enjoying being caught red-handed like this. 

“It would be unhygienic to keep all of those used tissues in my room,” you respond with a nonchalant shrug. He holds back the urge to sigh and pinches the bridge of his nose, mask lifting just a tad from the action, and exhales slowly. You would be the death of him eventually, he thought tiredly. 

Dottore bends down low enough to grab the bag from your hands and looks over his shoulder, tossing it to a poor unsuspecting fatui soldier. The soldier in question stumbles back slightly, just barely keeping themselves from tripping over, as Dottore signals for them to throw it away themselves. You don’t have the time to speak up before the person scurries away. 

“Next time don’t be so obvious,” he says quietly enough that only you can hear him. He bends his torso forward slightly, holding his face leveled with yours. “And next time you decide to get sick,” he begins with a raspy tone, holding your chin up with his palm, “come to me immediately. Lest you want me to wrestle you into my room again.” 

You’d be blushing if you didn’t know what was going to happen. Dottore straightens his back and outstretches his hand to you, looking at you from below his mask. Defeated, you interlace your fingers with his and jut your lip out as you hold back the urge to whine. A small smile graces his face as he guides you back to the lab. 

[ya-zz]

PLEASE WRITE ABOUT RAMATTRA'S PARTNER FINDING OUT ABOUT THE VIBE SADDLE PLEEEEASE

Ooohhhh this one was fun to write! The moment I woke up I had the perfect way to start and end this! Thank you so much for requesting!

Ramattra x Reader (gen)

Word count: 1619

NSFW - Although not explicit sex it does has NSFW themes

Everyone had their training sessions, some more than others, and you were no exception. There were multiple different ways to log your sessions, whether that was to do one on one training with the bots, scheduled group sessions or one on one sessions with others whenever you both had the time. Some were more intense than others, and depending on who was willing to train with you, depended on the bruises you were leaving with. 

It was mandatory and there was no way out. Even though you weren’t part of any special forces, being able to use your skills in sudden attacks gave you the higher advantage rather than just being seen as the omnic repair person, someone who would otherwise be seen as weak.

With no other scheduled repairs on your database, it seemed like a good idea to get a session in before the day ended and that’s what you did. After putting away your tools and cleaning the workbench and floor, you grabbed your duffle bag and headed for the training room. 

The walk was silent. Some members were away on missions, others chilling in the wreck room or hanging out in the garden, while some resorted to alone time in their quarters. It was peaceful. The hallway lights flickered, a small humming above you as you walked, nearing your destination. 

Upon entering the training room, you look around before heading straight for the lockers, dumping your bag on the bench before dressing into your gym clothes. 

A noise behind you caused you to turn as you continued pulling your t-shirt over your head. The rather large omnic quickly turned his head in an attempt to give you a little privacy.

“My apologies.” He spoke out, tone laced with a form of embarrassment. 

“It’s okay. You can look.” You smile over at him, placing your clothes in an empty locker before closing it and heading over to one of the training bots. 

He watched you, optics scanning your form as you walked. “I assume you do not have any more repairs scheduled for the rest of the day?” 

“You would assume correct, Ramattra.” You look over your shoulder. “Unless you have something that needs repairing.” 

“I am in perfect working condition.” He chuckles, resting a hand on his hip. “Perhaps we could train together, yes?” 

Turning your body to fully face him, you nod. “Sure, beats the bots for a change.” 

“They are predictable.” He states, walking closer towards you.

“I suppose. Easier for you to say, anyway.” You approach the omnic, walking to the left a little, keeping a close eye on him. 

“You are correct. I have learned their ways.” He walks to the right, the pair of you beginning to circle the floor. 

“Does that not weird you out?” You ask, cocking your head slightly as you tense your fists. “Fighting one of your own?”

“It did at first, however, they are not programmed like me.” He keeps his optics on you, waiting. “They have been programmed to follow simple rules.” 

“Suppose you were the same at one point, right?” 

“Yes. But here I am now.” Ramattra’s tone never faltered, never raising or lowering in pitch. “Now, are you going to keep talking or are we going to train?” 

You shrug, raising your arms in front of you, hands balled into fists as the omnic comes towards you. He was quick, almost silent as his body lunged forward. You, however, were just as fast. Years of self defence had taught you many a thing, especially when the enemy was coming directly at you. Having never trained with Ramattra before, you didn’t exactly know what to expect, but if this was his first move, you were confident in your ability to take him down quickly without any other means of force. 

Your hand connected with his fist, stopping him from punching you. Twisting your body, you move to the side, leg behind his and toppling him to the mat below. He grunted, seemingly caught off guard by your strength. 

“Didn’t think that would work, honestly.” You smile down at him, hands holding his wrists down as your legs locked with his. 

“Humans, however, are not so predictable in certain aspects.” He tilts his head, optics looking up at you from behind his faceplate. “You are stong.”

“Picking me as weak was your first mistake, Ramattra.” 

He noticed your smile change, something more of a smirk embracing your face.

“Oh?” While he wasn’t denying your strength, he pushes himself free from your grip, hands holding onto your thighs, an amused and flirtatious tone in his voice. “But this view is quite something.” 

“What-” Your eyes widen slightly at the sudden change of tone, cheeks flushing as your hands join his, holding onto the purple metal guards. “Shut up.” 

“Come on, [y/n].” He chuckles, hands teasing their way up your arms and pulling you back down, making you lean against his chest before resting his hands back on your thighs. 

“Ramattra…” You look back down at him, looking over his scratched faceplate, wanting nothing more than to trace your fingers over each scratch. 

His fingers circled your thighs gently before applying a small amount of pressure. 

“We are not fucking here.” You state, looking up towards the doorway.

“Who said we were?” Ramattra laughs, the low static rumble escaping his vocaliser. 

You narrow your eyes at him. “What are you planning?” 

“Nothing.” He squeezes your thighs just a little bit harder, watching your heartbeat rise ever so slightly. “Is someone nervous?” 

“Ramattra, I never know what you’re gonna do.” You lean back slightly, hands still resting on his chest. 

“That makes it fun, does it not?” His head tilts again as he speak with a teasing tone. 

“Ramattra, I swear. You better not try anything-” A sudden vibration from his pelvic plate caused you to fall forward, hands gripping his shoulders as you moan out. “F-fuck you.” 

The omnic beneath you laughs, a warmth circulating within his chassis as you continue to whimper next to his receptors. “Such sweet sounds.” He coos, holding you in place against his hips as he fiddles with the settings within his system. 

“Since… when did you… have that…?” Spoken between breathy moans, your grip tightens, the vibrations not stopping as he adjusts the speed, teasing you slowly.

“Suppose I have had it when I got my other features installed.” He changes the settings once more, sudden bursts shocking you and making you squirm over his hips, soft moans slowly growing louder. “You should probably keep quiet…”

“Easy… for you to say…” You bite down on your lip. 

“Humans have their weaknesses.” He smirks internally, tone cocky as he sets the speed higher, feeling you writhe on top of him. 

Something inside of you burned, the coil threatening to snap at any moment. “Y-you- fuck…” 

“Oh? Is someone getting close?” He chuckles, turning it down, hearing a sad whimper from you. 

“P-please…” 

“Needy little one, aren’t you?” Ramattra’s fingers dug deeper into your thighs, bruises threatening to form as he keeps you still, not wanting you to move. 

“Rama… Please…” 

He keeps the setting on low for a moment longer, waiting for the perfect time to drive it higher. Your whimpers grew softer, the vibrations rumbling against your sex gently. 

Without any warning, he put the speed up to its highest, feeling it within himself also. Your sudden cry was music to his receptors, his fans speeding up to cool him down as he gripped your thighs tightly, keeping you in place. 

“Rama…!” Instead of biting your lip to keep quiet, your teeth connected to his neck, biting down on the thick cable that ran down his side. A small groan escaped the omnic, the sensation new to him but not unwelcomed in the slightest. 

He could feel you shake on top of him, moans and whimpers getting more intense before you eventually cry out, holding onto him just as tight as he was holding you. Your thighs squeezed his hips, the vibrations growing more intense as you came from your high, orgasm slowly rolling out. 

When he heard your soft whimpers and felt the jerking of your body, he slowed it down before completely shutting it off. He smirked internally again, tone cocky as he spoke out. “Well, someone enjoyed that.” 

“S-shut up…” 

Ramattra chuckled, releasing your thighs and gently rubbing your back, watching your heartbeat slow down gradually from within his sensors. “Maybe we need another training session. One to keep you quiet.” 

You huff amusedly as you sit up, body still recovering, cheeks flushed and warm. “I will get you back for that.” 

“I would love to see you try.” 

Raising an eyebrow, you smirk. “Coming from the one that’s currently beneath me?” 

He rolled his head, mimicking rolling his eyes. 

“Oh… Well, Ramattra… Perhaps you should come back to the workshop.” Your fingers trace over the bite you had left him as you spoke, red wires peeking through a tear in the protective rubber. 

As you stand with shaky legs, you offer him a hand, attempting to pull him up even though you knew he didn’t need that help. He stood, looking over you while his other hand went to his neck, feeling the split rubber. 

“Perhaps I should.” He watched you smirk before you walked back to the locker and grabbing your bag. He knew you were already planning something, just the way you spoke to him gave him the idea, putting him slightly on edge while his mind ran through every possible sexual scenario he could think of, and that damned playful smirk didn’t help his case either. 

“Come. Let’s get you fixed up.”

[zorosdimples]

in an effort to assist in distracting you! how do you meet your blorbos (in whatever au or storyline you imagine)

ooohhhh this is an interesting question! some of my self ships aren’t terribly fleshed out, so i only have the general circumstances/vibes established. here we go…

zoro x kae - in my preferred (mostly) canon compliant au, we meet when i join the crew in the east blue. i join after nami but before usopp; luffy and i are actually childhood friends! while we become friends off the bat, our romance is an extreme slow burn—we’re just two idiots in love.

yuuji x kae - in my preferred everyone lives jjk verse au, yuuji and i are childhood friends. more-than-friendly feelings develop when we’re in high school, but he goes to jujutsu high, and i stay where i’m at. i attend university, he does sorcery stuff, and we lose touch for a while—until we reenter each other’s lives again.

laios x kae - okay this is probably my least developed self ship because i haven’t finished dunmeshi yet :’-) but it would definitely take place in canon. i’m leaning toward laios and i having an arranged engagement. we don’t hate each other or anything—in fact, we know each other. and we both try our hardest to postpone the nuptials as far out as possible, then run away to adventure through dungeons together and discover our feelings along the way… or something like that!

childe x kae - our “love story”—if you would call it that, gag—starts in liyue in a canon compliant au. he’s visiting diplomat (aka on confidential business as a harbinger). i’m a traveling bookseller who specializes in rare and antique books who has the misfortune of catching the eye of the harbinger in question; chaos ensues.

[komotionlessqueenmm]

Would kratos take in modi's kid after his death and finding out how thor treats them or would he leave them be? If he would how would his relationship go with them? How would it go with Mimir and Atreus?

Ooohhhh interesting interesting!

Headcanon/Preference # 17

Picture NOT mine.

Based off of this set of headcanons. And I included a small snippet of how you meet.

• You chose to run away and never look back. Your father was dead, and there was nothing you could do now to change that.

• You didn't want to die yourself to the man that killed your uncle Magni and your own father. (Not knowing it was actually his son that killed Modi.)

• And you honestly had hoped to never cross paths with either of them, or any of your own kin for that matter.

• Especially not your grandfather, Thor.

• Perhaps you were destined to cross path with the tattooed man, and perhaps it was only right that his son be the one to convince his father to help you.

• Or perhaps it was a mere coincidence, happenstance perhaps.

• Maybe life isn't as predictable as we might like.

• Whatever the reason, crossing paths with the tattooed man was the last thing you ever wanted.

• You had intended to morn your father's death in solitary, and keep your head low so your kin wouldn't find you.

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A branch snapped from the treeline, and Kratos hesitated for a moment, his eyes scanning the area for any potential threats. "What is it?" Atreus wondered, his bow held in his hands, ready for a fight. "Nothing." Kratos dismissed the noise, turning his back to walk away. Now with Mimirs eye cast to the treeline, the decapitated God could observe what Kratos and Atreus would miss. A young woman falling from a tree is truly a surprise, but who she is was far more surprising. "Look brother." Mimir called to Kratos who had heard the commotion, both him and his son turning to confront the stranger. "Who are you?" Atreus asked with confused eyes. "That my boy, is (Y/n) the Goddess of springtime and the art of song, and the only daughter of Modi." Atreus froze when he heard Mimirs words, knowing how wrong he had been to kill her father. "What do you want?" Kratos asked the woman, who was still trying to dust off as much snow from her fur cloak as she could. She froze for a moment upon hearing his voice, then casting her shimmering eyes to him, she straightened up, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword. "I've been ordered to kill you." She glanced to the boy, then back to Kratos. "Is that so?" He asked boredly. "Threatened by my own grandfather, if I fail and you don't kill me... He will." (Y/n)'s eyes cast to the icy ground for a moment. "You do not seem like you want this fight." Kratos pointed out, making (Y/n) scoff bitterly. "I don't particularly want to die it would seem... I was trying to run away, but I guess the fates have decided otherwise." Her shoulders visibility slumped. "I guess I'll at least be reunited with my father and uncle." She murmured. "Father we can't." Atreus grasped his father's armor, tugging it to grab his attention. "Brother she's only a child still." Mimir piped in, making Kratos note how young the woman really was. "We need to help her." Atreus stated. "I need to make this right." He added in a whisper, making Kratos grunt in acknowledgement. "I will not fight you girl." He grumbled before turning his back to her, intent on walking away. "What?" She frowned in confusion. "Come with us." Atreus encouraged, glancing back to his father for a moment. "Please." He added with distraught eyes, swaying the young Goddesses mind. "O-okay." She stammered softly before lightly jogging to catch up with them.

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• Kratos never said much to you, but he made sure you were okay and well fed. Though he'd never admit it, he's glad you joined them.

• Mimir is proud you didn't follow in your kins footsteps, and opted for peace over bloodshed. He always knew there was something special about you.

• And little Atreus can't help but look up to you, over time you feel like a sister to him. So caring and yet so strong.

• Atreus did eventually admit to what he did, and you took the news pretty hard at first, thinking of how your father must suffer in Hel for not dying in battle.

• Until you learn that no one is getting into Valhalla do to Odin's meddling.

• You forgive the young boy, and try to accept the knowledge that the world is changing for the worst, because of your own great grandfather.

• When the dwarfs met you, they had a few choice words in regards to your father and uncle Magni.

• You explain to everyone that they were never like that with you, they had always been caring and kind to you. Unlike the rest of them.

• Through heartbroken tears you explain what your grandfather Thor had done, and threatened to do to you. How mistreated you had been by everyone but Magni and Modi.

• They all sympathize, even if it's silently.

• And in no time you become another member of their unusual family. Adding a touch of light to their dark a dreary days.

• Inevitably the Gods find out, Thor finds out. And boy is he pissed.

• He had assumed you died like his sons, but when he learns of your "betrayal", he's absolutely livid. Because in his mind he cannot fathom why you would abandon your kin.

• He intends on finding you, and he intends on dealing with the tattooed man himself.

[bunny-heels]

How touch starved do you think Alex really is? I feel like initially he's not one for touching at all. But if it's someone he cares about, even platonically and they're super important to him he just... melts if they touch him. He won't show it of course. BUT YEAH. What do you think about Alex and the touch starved thing?

I HAVE SO MANY THOUGHTS ON IT

OK SO

when him and Miranda split he probably had a lot of nights of just holding pillows and blankets in his sleep, keeping a couch cushion on one of his thighs, hugging himself in private without realizing it, maybe at a desk when he was listening to someone he would put one hand on top of the other on the surface and hold his own fingers. small things to give him the illusion that someone else was there.

i do think he's still touch-starved, very much, but i believe its one of those things that he never really thinks about anymore because well, he just works all the time and lets it run through his mind a lot by choice, plus he now has people that he cares about that he can be around and they fulfill his need of company by just existing around him, so he doesn't really NEED the touchiness.

but. i also like the idea that, when alone with Saga or someone very close to him, and that person begins lightly touching him, but nonstop? a hand that's continuously massaging one of his shoulders, or rubbing up and down his back, or fingers in his hair, or an arm wrapped around his shoulder?

man turns into a silent MESS. like an actual pitbull that whines when you stop petting it. he gives silent approval throughout the whole thing by not moving away, but in his brain he's like "please don't stop please keep patting me and hugging me and holding me and having your hands on me please please please".

and he tries SO hard not to move in a way that mistakes for him not enjoying it. maybe he'll just relax his body, maybe a gentle sigh. if they're lucky, he'll literally scoot like an inch or two closer to them. it they're VERY lucky, he might even work up the courage to put his hand on them as well, on their shoulder or the side of their thigh.

and when that person stops, he'll try to hide it but he will FEEL and LOOK SO SAD. he'll look away for a second and take a small breath and compose himself but deep down he's like "no no no no please don't stop please i was having such a good time i don't want this to end please please please"

and that very very very special moment when someone gives him a hug. ooohhhh. ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhoohhhhh. oh he takes a second to realize that it's actually happening but when he does he HOLDS that person. he does NOT want to let them go. hands supporting their back, chin that's ever so close to resting on the shoulder or the top of the head, chest against chest [he's hoping so so so hard that they can't feel his heart beat]. he could pass out with a smile he's so happy.

bonus stuff with Saga cause of course.

i imagine a scenario where she's been very close to him most of the day on a case or just around the offices, standing right behind him so her chest is on his back or his arm, hand on the shoulder as a friendly lean, patting the side of his arm when talking to him. at the end of the day he seems like he's in he's usual normal poker face mood but something is off. she can't help but give him at least ONE profile, just to make sure he's okay.

"Something missing from home Old soul looking for shelter So selfish to ask more from someone who gives me more than enough Desperate Case Casey"

and she could just, start bawling her eyes out just from that.

so when they're at her place, and she sits on the couch, she offers him a spot. he takes it, and of course he hopes for a least a hand near the leg, or for her to be a few inches closer than usual.

then she just, straight up sits right next to him and puts her head on his shoulder while they watch TV. he's SO taken aback. he can't process it fully. before he has time to ask, she's already talking to keep him from questioning it. "I think the day went pretty well." "I wonder if we should take that case up town." "This show looks good, I've seen this actor before." he gets no chance to speak. he just sits there with this closeness put on him so suddenly. but after a few seconds, he finally leans back into the couch and tries to calm his breathing and his heart. he's glued his eyes to the TV screen, avoiding eye contact. but she can read him, and she's so happy knowing that in his head, he's practically screaming with joy that his body is just too in shock to be able to express.

[fatuismooches]

omg omg omg i’m brainrotting so hard abt arlecchino rn im so sorry if you’ve already been sent smtg similar but hear me out: childhood friends to lovers w the one and only knave <33

growing up w her in the house of the hearth, ur the only person she has a soft spot for <33 even when she began ascending the ranks of the fatui u know she’d always come back to you <33 i’m entering delulu land but im LICHERALLY going crazy over the idea that the reason arlie killed the previous knave was because they threatened you and she was not having that dgjskdjdjd im scratching clawing at the walls of my enclosure

BONUS: whenever u show up to fontaine’s hearth all the kids get very very excited bcos they’re going to be able to break SO many rules and arlie will mostly let it slide since she’s just so damn weak for you <33 all u hv to do is bat ur pretty lashes a little and she’s folding like a wet paper towel (“another story surely won’t hurt the children 🥺🥺 please?” “………fine”) one of the kids accidentally called you ‘mother’ once in front of her and her brain did a hard system reset for like 5 entire minutes LMFAO lyney is SO tempted to set up his idiot pining father with a special in-house magic show but lynette is a 100% sure arlecchino would straight up murder him if he tried (though she does agree with her brother in that father should just confess to you, because there’s no way you would ever say anything other than i love you too)

AHHMAKAONDW DW ANON I TOO AM BRAINROTTING HARD ABOUT ARLECCHINO AND I ADORE THIS HAHAHA CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS ONE OF MY FAV TROPES EVER 🤭 ooohhhh im words i cant describe rn…

Going to the House of Hearth and seeing shes always the quiet, solitary, speak to no one kid and your interest is piqued right away!! Yeah she ignores you for a while but you keep following after her so earnestly! On the missions, during playtime, during mealtime when she leaves to eat somewhere by herself but somehow you find her anyway… how can she not start to warm up to you? :( slowly but surely that cold mask of hers starts to melt just a tiny bit… you two are inseparable at that point, she refuses to work with anyone else <3 Arlie is… s-s-soft for you 🥺

AND UGHHHH her not forgetting about you even when she’s a higher-up, and a Harbinger 🤭 everyday, when she’s learning to adjust to her new duties, learning to deal with more incompetent people by the day… Arlie can just come back and rest her head on your shoulder and relax ❤️ (lmao regardless if it’s the former Knave or a random person they will be GONE hehe 😈😈)

AHHHH ANON THE BONUS IS MAKING ME GO CRAZYYY AJAIAIBDW I WOULD ADOPT THOSE BABIES IN A HEARTBEAT, THEY LITERALLY GET SO EXCITED BOUNCING OFF THE WALLS WHEN THEY HEAR THAT YOURE COMING!!! Help I would so be the parent who lets them break rules (within reason of course)!!! We can stay up past your bedtime!! Pillow fights and spooky stories and everything!! We can bake cookies together and playfully fight!! There are so much possibilities omg and Arlie is just like 🧍‍♀️yea there’s no way she would let this happen usually but,, sigh, the kids are literally beaming in happiness and crowding you and you’re laughing and smiling and looking so soft,, so fine, she’ll let it slide. But don’t expect her to join! (She’ll pop up around dinner time ❤️) (you *may* get her to join you for that one last story time, but it’s a very big *maybe*)

THE CHILDREN CALLING YOU MOTHER AHIAIVFW YESSS YESSS like bro you just give off motherly and parental energy to them, you are the parent they never had :( I always hc Arlie’s partner as being hella overprotective of their kids, like they are NOT getting hurt on your watch!! Making them separate meals if the regular food isn’t to their fancy, making sure their clothes don’t have holes in them, tucking them into bed and all :( Please the child would act as if they just said something normal and you’re just smiling really hard and blushing a lil bit and Arlecchino is just like 😐 outwardly but inside her heart is racing a bit ANISJAIAI. Like it just clicks for her that you’re really so wonderful… omfg she loves you so much.

And omg omg I would sooo love to be around baby Lyney, Lynette, and Freminet, they deserve the whole WORLD… you would clap and be surprised when they come home and show you all the new tricks they learned… you’d be their willing member from the audience to join them!! And Freminet, he’s a shy baby so you would just read him stories and help him with the big words :( you’d help him find more mechanical stuff to play around with and fix! And although Arlie doesn’t like when kids cry… the kids love you because they can cry into your arms and you won’t tell a soul 🥺

HAHAHA LYNEY BEING HIS FATHER’S WINGMAN 😭😭 he would so do it but Lynette reminds him every time that his life would be FORFEIT if he ever tried doing such a thing! Lyney is still thinking about it though 🤔, even the younger kids have caught onto Father’s pining for you! Like bro… Arlie, it is so freaking obvious how much you two like each other just kiss already smh (the kids have bets on who will confess first 🤭)

[scaly-freaks]

I love how you write perspectives

From Rhaenyra’s pov when she described Amara as “sad” and looking like alicent. She was projecting soooo hard. She obviously saw Amara at her lowest, but it was so interesting to see how she projected viserys and alicent’s relationship on aegon and Amara

Also, aegon saying that Amara became depressed after she got pregnant was just not true. She was happy until someone tried to poison her, she had a very difficult birth and he wasn’t even there, and there’s also Cassandra’s death to consider - they were getting close before she died. Aegon is not considering how living in the castle, and carrying HIS baby affected Amara.

This story just keeps getting better. I am so excited for the marriage and coronation!

I’m so interested in what happened during the hunt. Aegon was very shaken. I’m guessing lyanna did something bad, and I think it has something to do with Amara because he finalized his plans to marry her after. Whatever it was, it made aegon realize that as long as Amara’s not his wife, he can lose her.

Thank you! That unreliable narrators tag has me in a chokehold, especially when people start asking about motivations etc etc, but I don't want to explain them outright as an omniscient perspective because that would ruin the point.

You're right on Rhaenyra projecting. I think she projects her understanding of what they call "soft power" which Alicent represents in her mind on any woman who even remotely reminds her as such. Maybe it's so she can process their existence better. She has reason to fixate on Amara as a potential ally/enemy considering she's special enough that her bastard was legitimised by the king, whereas Viserys never did so officially for Rhaenyra, despite his empty support. Saying to herself oh, she's like Alicent gives her a foundational understanding of how to deal with her.

And Aegon...oh yeah, writing him is...something. I've been surrounded by South Asian men in my family growing up, so I'm drawing from experience on how to write a man who is wilfully blind to the suffering/emotions of the women around him and enforces his own projections onto them constantly. He's blocked out the poisoning because for him, there was no disastrous consequence and both Amara and Jaehaera survived. The birth ended the same. I have noticed men can be very much about results, and well, in this case it was a positive so he put it out of his mind. And I mean sure, he's the king, he definitely has other things to worry about (the Stepstones conflict for one) but he has this approach of I'm right, and my word is final which never works in the long term. In fact, the more he's told he's wrong, and he faces the evidence of it, the more he digs in his heels. He wants to be 'not like Viserys' so bad, he's at danger of swinging towards the other extreme and brushing up against another ancestor (Maegor, but not as bad). Things are very solid for Aegon. He's the king, and only a devastating war or an assassination would make him not the king. But for Amara, the floor is lava and her situation is liquid and ever-changing. Of course she's not going to be happy, Aegon >.>

And ooohhhh Lyanna...ngl I hadn't even planned that she'd done anything too bad. Maybe just a hint that the Lannisters were ready to be more power-hungry than the Baratheons ever were and Aegon was like NOPE.

Besides, I am currently considering the return of another character...in what form...we shall see...

[lumiereandcogsworth]

ALSO,,, feel free to use this message as a way to dump any anniversary related headcanons you have for them, please,, please 💙💛

ooohhhh adam and belle the most married couple of all time ✨💙💛✨💙💛✨💙💛✨

WELL the MOST important headcanon is that they ALWAYS go on a trip. except for a few exceptions early on (such as their ninth anniversary!!) they alwaayyys go on a trip. one of their love languages is TRAVEL!!!! they love exploring together and their anniversary is such a perfect reason to do so 🤧 what better way to celebrate their greatest adventure (MARRIAGE) than by going on another adventure!!!!

adam’s gift is pretty much always a couple new outfits for both of them, generally to be worn on their trip. he always does his research and makes sure it’ll match the cultural attire and be comfortable in the climate — while still having their own signature french flair✨✨✨

belle usually waits until they’re ON the trip to find a gift for adam. she likes to find some kind of knickknack or trinket or piece of jewelry (adam collects rings) made by any street artist that they encounter. this tradition actually started waaayy back when they were courting !!! the first time belle and adam were apart for a WEEK (how did they even survive?🤧) when belle went to an art market with her father out of town. she came back with a special little gift for adam and he loved it so much. (i shan’t say what the gift is. the fic must be read😌✨🫶)

adam also generally always gifts her some jewelry (she’s not BIG on jewelry but adam’s learned her taste over the years. and earrings are always a safe bet!!) or a book or journal or sometimes a fancy tool or something to do with horse care (sort of just depends on where they are) when they’re abroad as well.

they’re usually gone about a week, give or take some days depending on how old their children are. when they’re little they’re gone for less, of course! once the kids are teenagers, though, they definitely start going for longer shdksjdk. never more than like. 3 weeks. maybe even the whole month of september?? but. what can i say? they love going places <3

because the king and queen are so known for doing this, the allied kingdoms/governments generally prepare for their arrival and there’s usually some kind of ball/reception. this varies from place to place (like, it’s gonna be a different vibe visiting england versus visiting india, ya know) (AND ALSO no i do not care about the actual history of french alliances and ownership and all that. i majored in history which means i can say whatever i want. this is a GOOD universe and everything’s fine 💖)

anyway even though they’re gone for a whole WHILE sometimes, obviously one of those days is their Actual anniversary. so every trip, wherever they are on the 24th, they spend it alone, just the two of them. there’ll be a ball that evening, but during the day they’re rather secluded. they go explore off the beaten path (they even dress in drab to disguise themselves — it’s amazing what adam will do when he’s following beautiful wife !! his adventure girl !!!!!) and they just BE together. they eat good food (they LOVE trying new food!!!), they try new drinks, they listen to new kinds of music in the streets or the pubs (and definitely dance to it). they find quiet trails and secret parts of nature, all just for them.

and they talk and talk and talk. they make each other laugh and belle will usually bring one of their favorite poetry books and they’ll take turns reading to each other. if there are wildflowers around, belle will absolutely be putting flowers in her husband’s hair!! ahh. they just exist. for one day a year, they aren’t the king and queen. they’re just adam and belle.

(let it be noted that this DOES drive their royal guards crazy. every year the captain is like “okay DON’T let them sneak out this time.” and every year, queen belle finds a way to slip out with her husband, and not a soul notices until it’s far too late. it’s veryyyy funny.)

and then, when the night comes, they manage to sneak back in (it’s crazy. it’s like. they could literally be assassins. but no one’s as clever as queen belle 😉) and they’re laughing (definitely tipsy on those drinks i mentioned earlier) and lumière and plumette both roll their eyes as they get their RIDICULOUS besties back into their fancy attire. and they wonder WHY they put up with these shenanigans year after year🙄💖

but FINALLY 😎 it’s party time!!!! the ball is always magnificent and adam and belle are ALWAYS the last ones on the dance floor. they dance and dance and dance, and not a soul in the crowd has to wonder for even a moment why these two love each other so much. they’re made for one another. it’s a tale as old as time🥹

[e-adlirez]

I saw ur favorite thea sisters moment posts so I wanna ask something different :3 What is ur favorite artwork from the series? Like illustration of the thea sisters that made you amazed or just silly drawings of them that you like. It doesn't have to be just book covers it can be any drawings of them that u like. It also doesn't have to be the main series too. Could be the special editions or the comics :D

Ooohhhh hmmm :3c

So right off the bat I knew I had to split it into three categories: covers, serious illustrations and funny illustrations, you'll see why in a bit :3

For covers, it's a four-way tie between Orient Express, Dancing Shadows, Secret of the Old Castle and Legend of the Fireflowers

I mean lookit these!!

They popped off really hard guys :]

Speaking of popping off

Why did the Prince's Emerald illustrations pop off so hard

LIKE SERIOUSLY THEY DID NOT NEED TO POP OFF THIS HARD AND YET THEY DID AND I LOVE THEM FOR IT

EVEN ARIANNA REA'S SKETCHES POPPED OFF GRAAAAHHHH

Other than that tho, uh, Secret of the Snow illustrations? . .

They go so hard

THEY GO SO HARD GUYS I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

I say the special editions peaked at book 3 because gashdam,,,

Anyway so those are the serious illustrations, now for the goofiness :]

This. Just this.

"What's the deal, E? It's just Nicky nibbling on a pencil" Well my fandom traveler, I would like to show you this.

Feel free to thank me :3

Also me when I learned what jet lag was for the first time:

Anyway that's it from me (for now), hope this satisfies you :]

[littlefaefae]

1, 3, 4, 16, 21, 23?

ooohhhh that's a lot of questions...

1. How often should you be diapered?

all the time! faefae is very worried about leaking and having accidents and faefae is only little so fae thinks its safer to keep wearing faer diapees.

3. Do people in diapers get to decide when they cum?

faefae has to ask for permission to be able to play humpies or with the buzzy wand so making cummies is definitely something faefae should have to ask for but faefae finds it hard to do it faerself so it helps when someone else does it and then they get to decide for faefae.

4. Should anyone in diapers be looked at in a sexual manner?

faefae doesn't get to decide that but faefae likes having special playtimes so faefae hopes that they people see that faefae has special playtime holes they can use.

16. Do you need your diaper checked?

umm... yes. faefae's diapee has a popped tab and is very squishy at the moment and faefae thinks it's changing time soon but it'd be a lot easier to tell if a grown-up decided for faefae.

21. Who should be allowed to check your diaper?

umm.... faefae has to let anyone check faer diaper if they ask for a diaper check. that's one of the rules faefae was given!

23. Should you be allowed to change your diaper whenever you want?

no! faefae has a diaper change routine to stick to but if someone took charge of faefae's diapees then they'd get to choose when faefae's diapee got changed.

thank you for the questions Foxx ^^

[neutrallyobsessed]

EPISODE 1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY'RE BACK!!!!!

there in school again and Jesús hates it lol speaking of, everyone hates Joan~ lolol

AHHH THE BLEACHERS CREATURES NOTE!! Oh shit- its funnier than i expected heh, reminds me of Mikitaka honestly~~

Wait, so this guy isn't Malcom X? Then who tf is he? fr i didnt catch a word he said when he said his name..... I guess i'll be calling him Malcom X for the rest of this liveblog and when i finish ill check what his name really is lol, i really dont wanna spoil myself on this!

POINT! attention whore confucius my beloved~~, but let's see what this professor is all about...

Abe and JFK friendship! That sounds lovely and I sure don't care! But wish the best for them shippers! I'm also crossing my fingers! Teehee :3c

INTRO!! IT'S THE SAME AS BEFORE!! eh okay, kinda wanted it to change to reflect the current relationships but the only thing that should change is the parts with Joan, JFK and Abe so.... yeah its ok...

And Candide is the sole member of the board, yeah that makes sense lol, she also took vacation, haha "tanned"

GANDHI!!!!!! SXTREAM BLU!!! BEST DUDES 4EVER!!!! KNORK!!!! G-SPOT!!!!!! RAISINS!!!!!!! wait the retainers are actually Joan's...

THE EAR PIERCING!!!!!!!!!!!

they were right, they really are teasing our cocks with gandhi what the fuck

HE'S HERE!!

YEAH GIRL INTERRUPT THAT MUSICAL, NOBODY LIKES THAT SHIT HELL YEAH!!! and there are better people out there that can explain why Jackie is epic yoo

I just want more points jsksjksjksjsjsks

yeah "well funded" but............. oh cool a rocket! so it is true that theyll send them clone to space? :D

Wow Harriet being non-conformist by being conformist thats punk as hell man!

wait book burning? lmao- NOOOOO NOT THE FUCKING MAGNETS PRESENTATION AAAA BUT THE POINTSSSS NOW WE WILL NEVER KNOW HOW DO THEY WORK!!!!

oh but harriet/not malcom x apperantly? thats looking good so far ey

Hmm i still buy the theory that Exclamation! is in Nebraska

OH umm Mr B had a very smooth animation right there.....and yeah this whole scene is funny lolol glass ceiling

JFK being a jerk ass bully!!! Hell yeah!!!! :DDD

omg this is so funny cause like JUST THIS WEDNEDSDAY! JimmyHere did his ylyl vid of the week and in that vid he went to fact check about what happens if you eat a magnet! The answer being well yeah it wont kill you but ahahahha DONT DO IT MMMMM :))))

OH MOTHERFUCKER- QUE CONCHA DE SU MADRE JJAJAJJAJA me cae chistoso este profe, con que se la andara?

OYO THE TENSION! THAT YOUTUBE SOUND EFFECT!!

I LOVE IT!!!

HE'S BACK!!

I mean yeah, it makes sense that you choose a good color when you paint a wall, specially for vandalism purposes but ey look! a canon couple passed by when Joan and Topher were in close proximity to each other! that MUST mean something right?!

MOPED!! That's SO cool! they're going Downtown babey ;3 with- the massive helmet eheh WOAH THATS TIGHT ALRIGHTTT

BILL NYE THE SCIENCE LIEEEEE JSKSJSKJSKSSKSJKS ES EXCELENTE

NADA QUE VER BOLUDAAAA NDEAAAAHHHH JSKSJKJSKSJKJS

AH BUENO EYE SEX REAL issss is this something the big mouth writers put on? ahahahhahhhhhh i want a word with them-

but does your eye got a boyfriend? WELL YEAH..........

.........

... eye got a boyfriend :v

sooo y'all just spray paint a wall? hmm ok, expecting future mischief to be more lethal next time~~

Oh so she call the feds first? hehehehhe

OHIO MENTIONED! IT HURTS TO BE THIS HIP

OOOHHHH ACCUSATIONS OF AFFAIRS~~

i love intentional animation inconsistencies uwu

OH NO ITS NOT SUNDAY OR HOLIDAYS!!!!!!

funny pose, and she's default posing lol, its kinda like the t-pose of flash/vector/2D animaion ;v

and the idea of having the idiot clone killed by their own idiocy is brilliant! BUt... his moment is over! a self contained story, what will happen next~?

oh so the sachel bleeds huh..... yknow itd be a lot funnier if humans didnt bleed but inanimate objects did, a bit of absurdist humor~~

lol suspect

Yaayyy Joan is part of the group and has friends and one of them is Topher, super important :D!

Rating: an aight start ^^/10!

Topher Bus has appeared on screen for 1:23 minutes (I'm not counting recaps or the intro)

[lonestatus]

hipenny!

8. what is something that gets to you that you wish wouldn't?

18. what is something you can't bring yourself to get rid of?

20. tell me what you think others think about you.

envyyyyy 😁 i get so jealous when someone gets something i desperately want like i get genuinely frustrated at my circumstances and myself for not having that thing. it's not enough for me to break friendships over but i have blocked people on here because of it. no one i'm mutuals with though ofc. anyway it suuuuucks the buddha was right

im stoicism's most special princess so you could take everything from me and i wouldnt gaf but ooohhhh that hope that someday it might be better even though i don't teally deserve it through the simple indifference of the world can't not have my hope that someday it might be better even though i don't really deserve it through the simple indifference of the world

for people who don't know me that much i'm pretty sure i seem fairly formal and professional, a little odd and quiet but not outright nutty or calculating, can follow the conversation ok and keep up with the emotion of the environment, which is all they need me for anyway so i'm happy to play that role. for people more familiar with me i know for sureeee i'm immature and manic lol or way too reserved lol. i feel like a lot of people who've known me for a while just don't know how to approach me also. or don't want to. but also they think i'm funny (1# trait assigned to me by everyone in general) so who knows. some people even think i'm cute

[krshush]

so, anyways, an assortment of OCs+what Profession (and Specialization) they'd be in GW2, because. Because.

Merit: this is almost a given bc I've made him in GW2 already, but it's Mesmer. Sylvari Mesmer. However, if we're isekai-ing D&D Merit right into GW2, he'd maybe be a Mirage Mesmer? Meanwhile actual GW2!Merit is heavily involved in the main plot and is depressed bc of it and never let go of the past and consequently of Chronomancer, despite mastering other Specs.

Niko'lin: hi I haven't talked abt them, he's usually a drow knowledge cleric of a celestial based god (original concept was Celestian, but in BG3 it's Selune), in GW2 they'd be a Firebrand Guardian, with his tome and mantras and support buffs

Odessia: Niko's sis! Originally a Monk of Shadows, but mooost likely a Daredevil Thief in GW2, as she usually aims to hit hard and fast from the shadows she blends into.

Art: Engineer, with the interesting choice of not specializing maybe. However they are on that Craftsman grind, as a Master Jeweler and near-master Armorsmith.

Dusk: Harbinger Necromancer. I've never been so sure of something since Merit as a sylvari. Don't even have more to add, he's just a poisonous bastard with two pistols and a small squadron of minions.

Seraphine: you would think a Bard of Masks would be a mesmer, and in fact she would have been at a time maybe. She's given up the illusions however for the shadow magic of being a Specter Thief.

Taliesin: ...oh my god is he a Chronomancer Mesmer. fuckt up Divination Wizard become hubris-filled Chronomancer that can see the future a bit. ooohhhh.

[wri0thesley]

nat i–

I just went through (I think) all of your thomato posts and oh my god. I never knew I had a thing for cucking until poor thoma became the victim for it??? and from the thomato poly to ayato being whore and cucking thoma?? it's all SO good!! i really enjoy the (unfair) power dynamics, especially ayato and songbird's relationship; no matter if its a poly relationship or exclusive relationship. the fact that even if darling and thoma have the same social standing in some posts, darling still gets slightly treated less and more objectively than thoma does is addictingly good. it kinda makes you crave for an ounce of equal affection or respect from ayato the same way he treats thoma, but at the same time i think if ayato was a bit more .. friendly ?? respectful ?? to darling, i think it'd end up scaring them a little than making them feel appreciated, as they wouldnt know where his supposed kindness is coming from, when its going, and why </3

omg the one work where songbird was punished by watching thoma fuck another person was heartbreaking enough </3 BUT THE ENDING. OHHHMYGOD, where ayato warps Thoma's wanting and desire for darling into something hurtful to use against darling (and, indirectly, thoma), saying thoma doesn't actually see darling as special as he does </3 AYATO IS SUCH A CRUEL MAN :'( but I can't get enough of him. that piece seriously left me jaw slacked on that last line, wasn't expecting him to deliver a blow like that ☹️

BUT AGAHHHDHSHF the one piece about thomato poly, but ayato purposely finding time and ways to get songbird alone to tease them and make them nervous omg is so addictingly evil, i love it. without thoma's interference, they're putty in ayatos hands :'( (well even with thoma, theyd still be putty but-)

AND SPEAKING OF THOMAS INTERFERENCE. the few works u have where darling is already in an established relationship with thoma, specifically the instruction fic (I believe it's called that?), and ayato pushes his way into the relationship is sooo mouth-wateringly good. Thomas hesitancy is so :((( and he probably has internal feelings of guilt for offering his beloved up to ayato like a dinner dish, or maybe he feels guilty for another reason — maybe he kind of likes seeing his lord play with his pretty little darling despite hesitancy and tension :(( THERES SO MUCH TO THINK ABOUT AAHHH. but with all the "lovey dovey" stuff, it does make me wonder if that version of darling and thoma would ever get into a fight </3 darling just can't stand being touched by someone who's not their boyfriend anymore, and maybe thoma is also sick of having his lord be the one to pleasure his partner (and often being subtly insulted and put down while it happens 😭) :'( buuut theeen the power imbalances come in, and while part of thoma is sure that ayato would never lay him off, he still doesn't want to risk that chance, so he tries to persuade his darling into staying with him by making empty promises such as "I won't let him touch you next time! / I'll tell him to stop sooner! / I won't let him get close to you, don't worry!" but both him and darling know he'll just reluctantly nod his head and stutter out a shaky approval the next time ayato gets handsy with darling. </3

AND OOOHHHH the fic and mini drabble of ayato giving his songbird up for a night as a birthday gift for thoma, only to be left with an achey feeling upon hearing darling and thoma chant love and promises to one another while he could never get that sort of thing out of darling . . . makes me wonder if ayato ever craves for something more intimate like that with his songbird, or if he refuses to acknowledge the pit in his stomach in favor of acting like the man in power :o

AAAHH ITS ALL SO GOOD. I love everything about this whole relationship and the dynamics and situations the characters find themselves in omg. its all so, so, addicting 😔 i cannot stop thinking about it!! i really am interested in the emotions of each party in these types of fics, such as what darling is thinking and feeling (besides pleasure lol), what thoma and ayatos thought processes are – and i really think you do an absolutely wonderful job outright going through the characters own external or internal feelings and emotions, but also using subtlety to explain what emotions, conflict, and tension there is, because imo I feel as though it gets the reader thinking even more about "what will happen next?" or "how does __ feel?" "does this get better/worse?" your work always makes me go through a serious of emotions, but it's always so much fun reading and waiting to see if more will be added to the story or if its left with a cliffhanger/open ending and makes me think of my own continuation!

seeing what you and your creatively, evil anons come up with and invent new ways to torment poor songbird and thoma is always such a blast!! and not even just about the whole thomato stuff, you and your anons are always creating new ideas and scenarios that I never ever find myself bored on your blog. everything is so thrilling and exciting to read, whether it's a first time read or a 7th re-read, your work never leaves me feeling unsatisfied <3

thank you for your writing, bc omg without this blog i probably never wouldve discovered some of the things i like, and with that being said. . . thank u for indirectly getting me into cucking 😭

anon i wanted to keep this ask to myself for a bit because it made me so so happy to receive! it means so much to me that people look through my fics with the same dynamic (or in the same kind of continuity) and wonder such things about them; for me, having those 'oh but how do they feel' and 'what happens next' is kind of a hallmark of Successful Writing and it makes me so !!! to know you have gotten that kind of feeling from them! <3 i will not respond to every single thing you said separately but you are always welcome to throw a question or two in my askbox, i absolutely love talking about things i've written and 'what-ifs' and 'what was going through their heads'!!! <3

[shadowycreatormentality]

Here's a lil drabble of a no curses au

*former or current baristas feel free to educate me in inaccurate details*

Hideyo likes their job, at least 51% of it. Though there are days where they think otherwise. Today is one of them.

From the Karens trying to get their way to the espresso machine breaking down, today is certainly a bad one. And now they're assigned to the cashier, fucking great.

The first few were nothing special, but there was this cute boy in line who looked as tired as them even though it's still 9 am.

He had messy black hair that makes his head shaped like a sea urchin, but he makes it work. He felt familiar, But Hideyo doesn't know why they feel like that.

"Might as well shoot my shot" Hideyo muttered to themself as the cute boy gets ready to order

"I'd like a plain black coffee for take out"

"... Seriously?" Hideyo deadpanned

"What?" The guy asked confused

"You went out of your way to come to a cafe, and you just ordered a plain black coffee? Make it at home, dude." Hideyo sassed as they get a cup to write his order on.

"Well, it's none of your business anyways." The guy retorted back

"Fair point, your name?"

"Megumi"

'Pretty name for a pretty boy'

"Mhm, your drink will be done in a minute."

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When Megumi goes back to his seat with his drink in hand, he immediately got interrogated by the menaces he calls his friends.

"Took you long enough, you never take this long ordering dude" Yuji pointed out, not looking away from his phone.

"Well, the one taking my order is quite chatty." Megumi reasoned as he takes a sip of his coffee

"Ooohhhh, were they cute?" Nobara asked

"... They were."

"EYO, LET'S GO!!! FUSHIGURO WILL FINALLY GET LAI-" Yuji quickly got shushed by Nobara as she snatches the cup from Megumi's hand.

"Hold on, I saw something. Aha! Oh my god... Fushiguro you lucky bastard."

Megumi pried the cup away from Nobara's hands to see...

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