#man I hate needles 💀

[bear-cubs-art-things]

Gonna face the scary needles in my skin later 💀

[cryptic-hq]

Started T on a Monday so I can call it Man Juice Monday

[aestherin]

KEEP MY HEART

goal 30: something wrong

NOTES: this took longer than i thought 💀 anw it was more tamed than i imagined omg yay!! ^^

Scaramouche thought the car ride home was plenty suffocating, but nothing could compare to how heavy the air was once he got home with his mother.

An extensive home that is reasonably far from other neighboring houses, with a spacious lot surrounding the house itself. It could've been such a perfect home — if not for the two broken people living in it.

As his mother remained silent while the two of them exited the car, Scaramouche thought he had at least the whole night to prepare for his mother's outburst. Alas, they haven't even made it to the front door yet, and he had already started hearing something.

"Kunikuzushi."

He merely turned to her, not even saying a word.

"Just what happened?" Scaramouche could not get something from his mother's voice at all. She wasn't yelling — it would be out of character for her to do so anyway. But she obviously wasn't happy either. But at least it wasn't that cold, too?

At a loss for words, the young man forced himself to focus his gaze on one random thing, perhaps the grass peacefully lying on their front yard.

'I'll just have to let her say anything and everything she wants to say, and I'll say nothing. And then tomorrow, we'll just continue like nothing happened,' he thought.

And so he did, letting his mother's words pass through one ear to the other. 'How can you let yourself play like that', 'how can you allow people to see you like that', 'just what would they say about you now', 'this isn't what we trained for'... Nothing he wasn't used to. It was all alright. He can go through another sermon session just fine.

Until he was knocked out of his stupor by a certain statement from his mother.

"Perhaps I should've gotten between you and that companion of yours I saw in the freedom wall. I think she is distracting you, maybe you should stay away from her."

A sudden surge of rage came over him, prompting him to finally meet eyes with his own mother. Ei was slightly taken aback, not used to receiving such a hateful look from her one and only son.

"What?"

The woman could not utter a response, still in shock at the state her son is in. She was so used to him being so indifferent whenever they talk, making it seem as if her advices and sermons have no effect at the slightest.

Meanwhile, Scaramouche, at the lack of response from his mother, could not stop himself anymore.

Scaramouche felt like a balloon — thinned, worn out, and keeping too much inside.

Much more than he could handle.

And his mother's words that night felt like a sharpened needle.

"Why the fuck do I always have to do what you tell me?" He finally snapped.

"What?"

"Can't you see that I'm trying?! And yet you always see something!" Scaramouche gritted his teeth.

"You always see something to criticize! You always see something like a flaw! You always see something wrong!" He yelled, shortly followed by a bitter laugh. "Heck, maybe you even consider my birth to be something wrong."

A swift slap cut him off.

Somehow, the physical pain inflicted by his mother got him out of his continuous outbursts, replacing his seething anger with shock. No matter how cold and strict his mother was, she had never gotten physical with him.

Refusing to believe what just happened, a wondering Scaramouche looked back up to his mother's face — only to see her eyes dripping and her cheeks stained.

'Are those tears?'

'My mother... crying?'

"How could you say something like that Kunikuzushi?"

"How can you treat your life so lightly like that?" Ei sobbed. "Your birth wasn't something wrong — it was the most beautiful thing that happened to me."

The young man just stared at her, probably in disbelief.

"You are my son, a part of me, something even more important than myself —"

"— and that's why I never wish to see you hurt."

"Hah," Scaramouche scoffed. "Really?"

The man could not do anything but laugh ironically. She doesn't want to see him hurt, she says?

'I hate to break it to you mom, but you've been doing that for so long.'

How many lies would she feed him tonight?

"I don't want you to suddenly commit a mistake while playing, put yourself to shame, and be unnecessarily criticized and judged heavily." The purple-haired woman said. "And if that happens? Then what? You'll be so affected by all the backlash, and then you'll finally lose yourself?"

Scaramouche swore he never expected to see his mother cry so hard. In fact, crying was one of the things he thought his mother was incapable of doing. But what was she saying?

Where is she getting all this from?

"What?"

"I don't want anyone precious to me to ever experience that again."

"What the heck are you talking about, mom?"

It was a slip of the tongue, unconsciously going back to what he once used to call the woman in front of him. A slip of the tongue that he failed to catch, but did not go past his own mother, whose memories of the days when he used to call her 'mom' flashed by her eyes.

But before she could even explain herself, someone else made their presence known.

"Your mother had a sister, you see."

It was Yae.

His mother's old friend.

“Have you ever heard of Makoto?” The pink-haired lady asked. Scaramouche could not see the relevance of her question, but he decided to humor her nonetheless. “Who?”

“My twin sister.”

“You had a sister?!”

Scaramouche thought he knew a lot about his mother. But really, is he even qualified to say that he knew her if he knew nothing about her past before having him? Everything he knew about Ei were memories of them together. Her being a loving mother to him when he was little, her having Yae as her only friend, her suddenly changing her parental practices once he started his soccer career — all of them were memories of her after his existence.

Only now did he realize he never knew anything about his mother’s past.

Yae sighed. “How is he ever going to understand if you never told him about Makoto, Ei?”

“It’s too dark of a story. He might not be able to handle it.”

“And you think he can handle your coldness and strictness forever?”

“What, do you want me to discourage my son from his dreams of being a top soccer player by telling him that my twin sister fucked up on a game just once, got so many backlash and became the people’s punching bag, went depressed up to the point that she couldn’t handle it anymore and eventually lost herself?” Ei spat out. “I don’t want to scare him off from achieving his dreams, but I can’t also risk the possibility of him having the same experience as my sister.”

What the fuck?

Merely processing the things he was hearing already required so much from the young man. He could not bear to disturb the conversation between the two ladies, lest there are still some things he should hear.

“So you set high expectations for him?”

“It was the only way I thought of.”

“Have you ever considered the thought that you yourself may actually be ruining his dreams for him?”

“What?” Ei turned her gaze to Scaramouche for a moment, allowing her to once again notice the state that her son was in. Trembling hands clenched into fists, focused yet glossy eyes, and brows furrowed — she couldn’t tell if they were out of fury or confusion. Perhaps it was both.

“You are making your son hate that dream of his that you sought to protect with the way you are treating him, Ei.” Yae walked towards the young man and lightly tapped his shoulder. “What this kid wants is to have fun playing, not play under constant expectations and strictness from his mother.”

Scaramouche looked up at her, who only smiled at him in return. “Isn’t that right, Kunikuzushi?”

He turned his face away from her and immediately swatted her hand from his shoulder. “What would you know about what I want?”

“Oh? But was I wrong?” She grinned. “No response? I must’ve been right then.”

“Shut up.”

“You’re just salty I’m right.”

“I am not?” The guy scowled. “Stop making things up you annoying hag —“

“Uh, excuse me?! What hag?!”

A certain purple-haired woman remained all throughout the banter between her son and her friend. When was the last time her son spoke to her without reservations like that? No, when was the last time they even had a proper conversation, one where he isn’t replying with words not even amounting to a handful?

“Ei, I want to ask you something.” A voice brought her out of her trance. “How do the other players on your team look whenever they practice and play?”

“Tired.” Ei described exactly how the boys on the team looked whenever they were on the field. Their whole beings drenched in sweat, their limbs trembling, their breaths hurried.

But despite everything, she remembered that they were having fun.

“But were they having fun?”

“They were.”

“And how does your own son look whenever he’s on the field?”

For the first time that night, absolute silence reigned over their abode’s front yard.

“See?” The pink-haired woman smiled. “Don’t you want Kunikuzushi to have the same experience as everybody else on your team?”

For the first time, Scaramouche heard the two words he thought he would never ever hear coming out from his mother’s mouth.

“I’m sorry.”

KEEP MY HEART — scara x reader smau

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[fallynleaf]

AEW All Out 2024 was so funny. just an absolutely demonic (positive) show. i wanted to post a bit about it because a lot happened that i probably won't reblog gifs of haha.

Kris Statlander and Willow Nightingale had a street fight in the ruins of their former friendship, and Willow smashed a light tube over Kris's head and then Kris did the SPLITS onto THUMB TACKS, and of course Kris the betrayer was the one who triumphed in the end.

in the semi-main, Bryan Danielson defended the AEW championship against Jack Perry. Luchasaurus, Christian's current right-hand man, er, dinosaur, came out at the end and had a staredown with Jack (his former partner...), but Christian (who has a right to challenge for that belt anytime he wants) interrupted before THAT could go anywhere, and then Bryan's factionmates, the Blackpool Combat Club, showed up to ward off the Patriarchy (Christian's faction. it's too much to explain here lol).

but then as soon as the Patriarchy left, Jon Moxley hugged Bryan, and then he and Claudio Castagnoli immediately betrayed him, and Mox started literally suffocating Bryan with a plastic bag while Wheeler Yuta, the BCC's other member, sobbed and struggled to try to reach Bryan as Pac restrained him.

on that cheery note, we went into the Hangman Adam Page vs Swerve Strickland grudge cagematch, which follows after Hangman literally burned down Swerve's childhood home a few days ago, driven to the point of absolute obsession toward the man who first took the love of the crowd away from him, and who then invaded Hangman's own house and threatened his newborn child, only to still get cheered by the crowd anyway.

lots happened in that match! there was stuff with a staple gun and also cinderblocks. at one point they fought over a literal wooden stake that Hangman had taken from the burnt remains of Swerve's childhood house, which they proceeded to try to stab each other with like they were trying to slay a vampire (i mean Hangman has already quite literally drunken Swerve's blood so you can't say it's not on theme 💀). right at the end, there was a NEEDLE SPOT that i could not watch at all lol.

a lot of pro wrestling is about these small moments that really stick with you. usually you can't predict what those will be. in this match, the thing that really stuck with me wasn't really any of the spots in the match itself, but the aftermath.

Hangman won by knockout, just an absolutely brutal victory, and he left the ring and headed up the ramp, and then at one point, he paused and turned around and started to walk back toward the ring, and the crowd audibly gasped in horror, like everyone in that room was afraid of what Hangman was going to do to Swerve after he was basically totally unconscious and helpless and already defeated. suddenly, an expression crossed Hangman's face that i'm not sure any of us were expecting.

it looked like remorse.

and it seemed to be the thing that finally broke him.

he'd gotten what he wanted, and he didn't feel any better. he'd become this thing that people hated and feared, and there might not be any way to go back.

the PPV ended on a shot of Hangman in anguish at the top of the ramp. it was easily the darkest show that AEW has ever done, a show of unsettling imagery and nightmares, but boy was it compelling. sometimes the hero loses. sometimes hate triumphs. sometimes the catharsis is in sitting with the darkness instead of vanquishing it.

[ofmermaidstories]

Merms! Hope you’re feeling better! I adored your surrender au mashup drabble, which my brain randomly got me thinking, in the original surrender universe what the relationship between bakugo’s parents and weeds is like, I wonder if it would be important to bakugo for them to meet? How they would? Imagine the lil flower arrangement weeds would make if it was an organised meet up 🥺

i haven’t posted it yet, but there’s a throwaway line about weeds meeting the bakugous in the birthday!drabble im doing for the one-shot collection. they have their own little dinner with katsuki and weeds, for his birthday! 🥺 he hates every moment lmao, and keeps trying to shut down his mum’s questions. 💀 his dad is much sweeter though—he and weeds meet before this, accidentally, when he stops by katsuki’s apartment and runs into her! it’s what inspires the birthday dinner. 🥹

tbh i see katsuki’s parents as being fairly hands-off that first year weeds and katsuki are together—you know! relationships are funny! you have to let them settle! plus katsuki would be like a rabid chihuahua any time his mother or his dad like, ask about weeds or whatever. mitsuki would be sooo nosy tho—how on earth does anyone tolerate her son for so long???—and masaru would just be so pleased for his little boy. 🥹 like, that first time weeds and the family meet, weeds comes armed with this beautiful, big bouquet of flowers for mitsuki and then afterwards, when katsuki’s shepherd weeds out of the house (all the while evil eying his mother) mitsuki will flick one of the big, fat peonies and be like, “the kid seems sweet. how long do you think it’ll last?”

and masaru will just scratch the side of his nose under his glasses and think about a younger mitsuki, who literally would not take no for an answer from him—and a younger katsuki, who had the same laser-focus when it came to the things he wanted in his life. “i’m not sure,” he’ll say, placidly. “we’ll have to wait and see.”

as an answer it pleases mitsuki—i like to think she’s stubborn about acknowledging the similarities between her and her son. she’d want him to settle down and be normal (and safe) and give her grandbabies—but after nearly losing him so many times as a teenager, a child still, i think she’d just count herself lucky he has a future to live at all—no matter what it looks like, or who it’s with.

(“i can’t believe he’s even interested in human contact,” she complains to masaru the day after the birthday dinner. he’s ironing, nodding as he listens and she sets the wash basket down. “i was beginning to think our real baby got replaced by some kind of—piggybacking little demon, only we were stupid enough to dress it and raise it and set it loose in the real world—”

“piggybacking little demon or not,” masaru interrupts, fondly, “he’s still our boy. i’m glad he’s found someone—especially someone so nice.”

that makes his wife snort; almost exactly like their son used to, as an impatient teenager. “i hope those nice genes are strong enough to beat out his demon ones, then.”

masaru thinks ruefully of his own dark hair—and the way katsuki was almost an exact clone of his mother, down to their scowls. “we’ll have to see about that,” he says, wry.)

eventually tho, mitsuki figures out the name of the florist shop that weeds runs and oh, would you look at that—masaru just happens to be in town! in the same area! what a coincidence!! didn’t expect to run into katsuki’s girlfrend, here of all places, oh well better take some flowers back home for mitsuki haha! weeds would be delighted—masaru is a very gentle man, and when neither of them have their respective blondes there, needling the other, it’s easier to hold proper conversation. it wouldn’t be crazy often—once every few months, maybe, when masaru “accidentally” wanders into town—but i reckon eventually he and weeds would have a standing lunch date. 🥺 just a little check-in. weeds can get the family happenings/gossip from him, and he can get a true assessment of what’s going on his boy’s world. 🥺 they’d either eat together in the store or go to little cafés, bistros—talk over sandwiches or traditional bowls served by some tiny, tiny old grandmother with a shop cat that sits on the counter and a pile of magazines on the chair next to weeds. it’d be fun! weeds would really enjoy the time with another civilian who knows what it’s like to love a pro-hero, and worry for them. 🥺

(it’s all fun and games until katsuki figures it out. he sees it, actually, while on patrol; the pair of them walking back from lunch like old friends. he’s so mad LMAO. he told his stupid parents to butt out of things!!! masaru’s laughing at weeds impersonating a grumpy katsuki when there’s a growl from behind them—he’s lethally silent when he wants to be—and someone says, “something real funny, eh?”

weeds and masaru are fairly similar in temper, i think—so they’d be identically shame-faced, as katsuki bawls them out, right there on the street LMAO. told off by a pro hero. 😔 how embarrassing.)

[leffee]

what fears/phobias do you think the pets would have :) (you know those face yours fears episodes in cartoons? Yeah, legit my favorite trope ever)

I too like those episodes a lot! It's especially soo good in Total Drama Island mmm, anyway, I'll be honest, I never really thought about that much regaarding anyone else besides Vinnie cause you know... Vinnie so his section will be the biggest and absolutely no one is shocked

So Vinnie has a fear of needles and fake blood (only fake! Real is fine). And in some timelines I like imagining that he is afraid of cockroaches because it's funny, since he literally eats bugs off the walls (and I don't mean just him as a gecko, I mean as a human he does that too 💀) and because of that I thought it would be funny for him to be afraid of one specific insect and there's where cockroaches come in. I also like to think he has love-hate relationship with his heights so perhaps that too.

Now, Sunil, Russell and Minka have canon phobias so

Minka is afraid of small spaces

Russell is of marshmallows

And Sunil is afraid of darkness, bright sunshine, paperclips, photo display cubes, quiet jazz music, curtains, am I forgetting something? I mean, bugs too, and to me they are his main phobia. Man, this man is a wreck but then again I have some weird-ass phobias too. He's scared of heights too, more than Vinnie.

To me Penny has mild case of being afraid to drive

I also like to think Pepper has trypophobia

Zoe though, I don't know, I don't think I ever thought of anything for her. Perhaps fear of failure? Idk and when I tried looking up some phobias on google it started showing me pictures of spiders so I ain't doing that again and also send help I am not okay *cries*

Hopefully this is at least somewhat satisfactory :)

[anotherrosesthatfell]

killermare first made - written by HP (my writing partner 💀)

[Note: this is unfortunately canon... Why do I even gave him the job to write backstories...]

Nightmare will be called by the name of Alphonse in here while Killer is Amaris.

Also, this is a short one, the full version is on wattpad but I am not sure if I really want to make this canon and publish it... 🗿

It's black, everything is black for Alphonse.

How long has it been since the wars ended? How long has it been since he killed everyone.

Alphonse got up from his king sized bed, if he were still himself, he will be so grateful everyday but now?

He just want to die and meet his family again. Can he even reunite with his family?

No.. His family are in heaven. If he die, he'll go to hell.. He deserves it.

Alphonse was never a man of religion after knowing her deceased wife done witchcraft. He used too because he devoted himself to the empire he served long time ago as a knight.

Now look at him, a sad pathetic king who can't even get himself together.

Alphonse get up and looks at the mirror. He changed so much... He was kind and caring but now he is nothing but an ugly monster.

"... I need to get out." he whispered to himself.

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

The outside was loud, it was a proof that he stay in too long.

He has magic now, he can travel across the world with just using magic. He didn't get a good control of it at first but after years, he manages too.

Alphonse walks around the place, it was full of trees and happy children are playing.

That two words reminds him a lot of the past.

"shit..." Alphonse sighed to himself. 'Maybe this is a bad idea, I should go to more depressing place—' "huh—?"

A girl suddenly stumbled upon him which made him startled. He didn't fall but the girl did.

Alphonse panicked and turn around to ask if the girl alright. Yet as soon as he did that, he was stunned by the girl appearance.

"U-Uhm, maaf tuan! {{U-Uhm sorry mister!}}" The girl apologized as she got up by herself.

White hair, palest skin that he ever know and two pair of black eyes. She looks exactly like his deceased wife when she was younger.

"Fiona...?" he mutters under his breath.

He was shocked indeed, part of him want to hug her so badly.

Just then, a slightly older man ran towards Fiona. Alphonse immediately fled from the scene while still panicking, he hides using his shape-shifting quirk.

"Amaris, jangan pernah lari seperti itu lagi! {{Amaris, don't ever run like that again!}}" Yelled his brother, "You have no idea how upset the doctors are right now..."

"T-Tapi Kakak, mereka akan menembakku dengan jarum lagi! {{B-But Brother, they're going to shot me with needles again!}}" she pouted. "Aku benci itu! {{!I hate that!}}"

"ini demi kebaikanmu sendiri, Amaris... ayo pergi sebelum mereka memutuskan untuk mengganti dosismu lagi. {{It's for your own good, Amaris... Let's just go before they decide to change your dose again.}}" said her brother.

Amaris frowned but she gave up in the end. She wanted to play with those kids, if she didn't stumbled on the eerie man, she would've gotten away.

Talking about Alphonse, she wonders where did he went.

"kakak, ada seorang pria menakutkan dengan penampilan berlendir {{Brother, there was a man with scary with slimy appearance.}}" she said

"apakah kamu berhalusinasi lagi, Amaris? {{Are you hallucinating again, Amaris?}}" he sighed. "tolong jangan katakan itu pada doktermu {{Please don't tell that to your doctors.}}"

Amaris's brother didn't find any concerns behind her words. They left and went back to the mental hospital.

Alphonse was still there, he stop hiding as he tried to keep his calm. No kidding, he is still surprised to see someone who look so much like his wife. As if his wife were reincarnated as Amaris.

"Amaris huh... ..." Alphonse smirked to himself as he feels his darker self is telling him horrible things he should do to get Amaris in his hand.

Alphonse snapped from his thoughts as he get himself back.

'This isn't right, she's not even Fiona and she seems like around my late daughter age...' Alphonse is trying to stay sane but it's hard to do so.

‘’then just wait for a few years, she'll be all yours once again.”

There's it again. The one who keep talking to him after those pass years, it was the consequences for committing treason and ate the forbidden apples.

"Oh God.." Alphonse hates these kind of conversations.

‘’God can't save you, this is your fate... Now you must do whatever you desire...!‘’

"Well my desire is just for you to go away!" Alphonse yelled as he covered his ears. He don't want to listen this horrid thoughts.

“WRONG. That's not your desires at all!”

"I am loyal to my wife bastard... This is just so wrong." Alphonse sighed to himself.

He left the place before he will get told by those dark thoughts again.

He is in the castle again, it was dark and he is lonely.

He need to control himself, he can't lost against someone who is part of him now.

(here I am waiting for my other friend opinion...💀)

[apricotdeer]

the NO-SKIP albums: a tag game 🎶💖

rules: share the albums that you can listen to nonstop. those lightning in a bottle-albums that scratch ur brain just right. every single track, an absolute banger. u could not skip one if u tried. no notes. stunning, show-stopping, immaculate. ur no-skip albums. 🔎 bonus & optional (but imo, v fun) rules:1) add a track rec for us to listen to! AND2) share ur favorite line(s) from that track! 👀

thank you for the tag @avrilsboy <33 this was a lot harder than I thought it would be!! I realised I don't have a lot of albums I consider to be 'perfect' so I cheated a little and added some singles on the bottom row hehe but I had heaps of fun with this if anyone decides to listen to these/albums songs let me know!! tagging @faeryclown @dreamgiirlevil @professionalpansy @pizza-bagels @mycherrycola but only if you want to!!

🎧 album info/track recs/my favorite lines under the cut!! ↓↓↓

🩸 The Silver Scream (2018) // Ice Nine Kills

track rec: stabbing in the dark ↳ when the hands of fate / fall on the midnight hour / behind this mask of hate / i don the devil's power

🔪 Welcome to Horrorwood: The Silver Scream 2 (2021) // Ice Nine Kills

track rec: welcome to horrorwood ↳ sit back for the sequel of your dreams / all pyschos crave more shocking scenes / who cares if it bleeds beyond the screen? / are you misunderstood? / are you more bad than good? / welcome to horrorwood / where anyone would kill for a callback

🚪 Sounds from Beyond the Abyss (Vol. 1) (2023) // The Funeral Portrait

track rec: voodoo doll ↳ when the needle speaks / taking you from me / i can hear you fall / feel you hit the wall / so when you're pushing pins / underneath your skin / i can feel it all / you are, you are my voodoo doll

💥 Save Rock and Roll (2013) // Fall Out Boy

track rec: death valley ↳ i want the guts and glory, baby, baby / this town is wasted and alone / but we are alive / here in death valley / but don't take love off the table yet

💋 The Rocky Horror Picture Show Original Soundtrack (1975)

track rec: sweet transvestite ↳ don't get strung out / by the way i look / don't judge a book by it's cover / i'm not much of a man by the light of day / but by night, i'm one hell of a lover

💀 The Black Parade (2006) // My Chemical Romance

track rec: famous last words ↳ awake and unafraid / asleep or dead

❤️ Revenant (2022) // Bullet to the Heart

↳ i just want you to know / it haunts me / silence keeps it deafening / come chase me

🌲 how will i rest in piece if i'm buried by a highway? (2020) // KennyHoopla

↳ you said it's only a fire / i think it's more than a fire

🌀 Tarantula Girl (2022) // VIOLENT VIRA

↳ 'cause you know what the sinners do when they love too soon

[trashisonme146]

I present you..These two!

If you don't know, the blonde one is Wazucul and the other one is Jocky. Here's some facts and info about them!

Wazucul is jewish and Jocky is rather a theist(a person who believes in god but is not religious) or a christian. Jocky does not have bangs, he just has a revealing willows peak. Wazucul is nice,quiet, and helpful. Dispute Jocky looking mean, he's very sweet and sometimes airheaded but sometimes smart. They also have friendship bracelets. Wazucul and Jocky are both cis men.

Fun Facts:

-Wazucul is multilingual as he can speak English,Arabic,Spanish, and French.

-Jocky once shaved his unibrow and Wazucul didn't recognize him which made him offended because Wazucul only recognized him for his unibrow only.

-Wazucul sleeps backwards with his feet on the pillow and his head on the other side of the bed.

-Jocky has an extreme fear of lice (he uses 5 different shampoos in his hair just to make sure it's clean and lice free)

-For favorite sports, Wazucul likes soccer and Jocky likes Hockey (help they rhyme 💀💀💀)

-Wazucul once thought he was super man and jumped out of his window, thinking he could fly. He hit his funny bone and started shaking for 10 days (also yes, it was because of abboud becoming spiderman).

-Wazucul and Jocky play with each other's hair (no homo 🤨📸)

-Jocky is allergic to dog fecies (really gross to say but he is. Don't make him clean dog poop or even smell it. That's why he doesn't have any dogs and that he has to wear a mask to the pet store).

-Wazucul has a fear for needles.

-Wazucul and Jocky don't eat pork. Wazucul can't bc he's Jewish. However, Jocky hates pork for some reason and doesn't eat it (probably bc he's vegan).

-Jocky likes his hair being put in a bun but he prefers his neutral style. He also let's you do french braids. He's picky for hair style but likes only a few styles.

-Wazucul is not a dog or cat person...he's a fish person. He has up to 12 gold fish in his tank that he takes very good care of. Their names are Jimmy,Sally,Timmy,Tommy,Eddie,Kevin,Sam,Bobby, Petals,Tulip,Lorrel, and Pansy.

-Jocky has only two pet lizards named Elaina and Elliot.

-Jocky is pronounced Jock-ee and Wazucul is pronounced wuz-oo-coal.

And those are info and fun facts about Wazucul and Jocky!!!

Also you can make fanart of them using hashtags #wazuculblock13oc and #jockyblock13oc or #wazuculandjockyblock13oc don't make nsfw of them. Their fanart can include dirty jokes but not implied or actual nsfw. I won't accept commissions either, just requests since they're OCs and not actual characters. Also if you want to make them accurate, Jocky has brown eyes and Wazucul has blue eyes.

[riotlain]

HII been looking at ur content for a while /pos and love it sm especially bcz u write for male reader 🫶 that being said can i get billy / stu (poly or seperate! anything is okay ^^) with FTM s/o who’s a little ditzy? if your uncomfy with that it’s completely fine!

meow i unintentionally made reader a bit of a bimbo/himbo guy

like instead of a little they a bit mad ditzy💀💀 mb

im sorry this feels short😭😭

THIS IS A NWLNW BLOG!! WOMEN DNI

Poly Ghostface

Honestly they just like the fuck with you at this point

Like your reactions make them laugh

 “What's your favourite scary movie?” "Well I've always enjoyed the Halloween movies. But also the one with Chucky is fun to watch! Omg Jason is probably one of my favs too. blah blah blah-"

They find it funny to sneak into your house and rearrange your shit. Bc then you look silly to them when your running around looking for whatever youre missing

At school they probably eventually get you to hang with them

Randy doesnt really like you. He says youd be one of the first to do in a horror movie bc if your behavior

"Girls like you would die first or second in the movie!" "Im not a girl so it cancels out"

ANYWAYS SKIP TO YALL 3 ACTUALLY DATING

They tried to keep the whole ghostface thing a secret from you but you found out

You end up finding their ghostface stuff on accident and when you ask it kinda shocks them💀

"Soo like I kinda know you 2 are behind the whole Ghostface stuff. LIKE I DONT REALLY CARE! But just wanted to let yall know🤭🤭"

If you take T (shot kind for this idk if theres others really) they help you with the shots

If you hate needles they try to talk you through it but Stu sucks at it💀💀

"And then BAM! The couple got cut by Jason!" "Stu, shut the hell up."

Stu Macher

Stu was interested in you first

You were in a few of a his classes and he saw you in the halls alot

He noticed your habit of tripping over nothing, rambling a bit too much, or dropping stuff you were holding

He could tell you were probably not the brightest person ever but he still fell hard for you

That led to him talking (going on long rants) to Billy about you

He invites you over alot

Doesnt mind you talking and asking questions during movies

Loves when you cling to him when anything scary happens

Man finds you so cute! (in a probably pathetic way but anyways)

Loves to scare you

Stu just loves to see you jump away like a scared cat ok!

Billy Loomis

Heard about you from Stu and decided to check you out (stare at menacingly from afar)

You probably noticed he makes it a bit obvious

He likes that you talk to your friends about him alot

"Omg that guy keeps staring at me! He's kinda cute. A bit scary though."

You somehow didn't know who he was

He's the one to make the calls as Ghostface to your place

Stu would be the one to chase you around but that usually doesn't happen since you'd go on long tangents about whatever

Also finds you cute in a pathetic way

Has he killed people who dared make fun of you for being trans? Yes. Definitely. Absolutely

[golatcxr]

To the scholar whose name was crossed out [Dottore x GN! Fatui! Reader] PART 2

Warning: Possible spoiler/ theory of 3.1 quests, implementation of character's death, brain-washing

If you haven't read part 1, <- here it is

Genre: Angst

<3

You hated how the pain was numbing you, you hated the sparks of electricity that were flashing inside your head. It felt heavy, so heavy that you could possibly drop your head down the table with out the support of your arms. The files were neatly placed before you again, oddly familiar, as if no progress was made ever since yesterday.

Yesterday?

Uncertainties crept in, making you question the time being. How long had it been? You darted your eyes around only to find that the coat on your shoulder was not yours. Dim blue light dazzled on the loosely hung oceanic gem, giving it away that this was your superior’s fur coat. Gathering strength to your palms, you stood up but then tripped face down. Then you saw it, there was a chain on your ankle, locking you to the table.

“You are clearly more useful than the previous Sumeru ‘ambassador’ I hired.” The clacking sounds of footsteps against the metalic floor made you shiver. “Your curiosity is truly a menace, well the smarter the harder to control.”

Dottore leaned down to your trembling figure, his mask was nowhere in sight.

“Efficiency is like a cup of wine, raised to the God. If the wine is fine enough, it will be accepted and if not, it will be thrown away. But in the end, even the finest wine will be part of the God’s grand feast. I assume this is the answer that you are seeking, (Y/N).” Dottore’s fingers intertwined, elbows resting on his knees.

Struggled much to look up at the man above you, the ceiling light lurking through seemed to be blinding you.

“So the moral of the story is that you knew what’s behind Sohreh’s death…” You mumbled. “I think I should have known this, but everytime it came to my mind, the key vanished into thin air.”

“Do you wish to peer into the truth?” he grabbed your face to force you to look him in the eyes.

“Never, I think I’ve found the answer.” It was then you noticed the glowing emerald chess piece in his cloak. “And you too has also succeeded.”

Another Harbringer must have been gone, you said to yourself. If La Signora was tricked into death then even number 6 was just a pawn in II Dottore’s little game, you knew it. You were just blind to this. A sigh escaped your lips as you realized the situation you were in - you might just be another replacement for Barnabas and awaiting for your penalty.

Dottore chuckled. “It seemed like your endurance was much better than I have expected, very well, you shall head off along with me to Fontaine.”

You tried to speak but nothing came out from your throat, eyes widened at his words.

“I suppose I’ll keep you for a little longer. You are such pristine wine to my feast, and a crucial component for my plans.”

You felt your head being pinned down harshly, a needle entered your vein. The last thing you saw was the blurry reflection of Dottore on the floor, before falling into a slumber state.

"Goodnight dear, we will soon see the future of superhuman."

Would that be the last time you could ever be conscious? You had no idea.

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Author's note: Hiya here it is 💀💀🤌

Taglist: @lolnoone @francisolomew @adorablezhui

[angelofthenight]

Last Man Alive Pt.3

(Dano!Riddler x Reader)

(Link to list of chapters)

Warnings: Edward is a yandere, Dark themes, Cops being useless, Paranoia, Watching someone through a camera, Needles, Religious mentions, Rushed writing💀

(She/Her Pronouns, YN is referenced to being wlw)

Word Count: 2.1k

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(Y/n) and (R/n) were escorted home but were left with no police protection. (R/n) argued with them, wanting at least one cop to keep watch around their apartment but they told her that serial killers and rapists don’t typically target the same place twice, especially within a close timeframe. (R/n) cursed him out but to no avail.

The two girls slept in the same bed that night after double checking every locked and blocked window. (Y/n) cried herself to sleep which only led to a nightmare about the masked killer of her boyfriend. By the morning she felt numb, feeling as if she cried everything out of her body. She had no more tears left in her.

Throughout the day she felt like her paranoia was driving her mad, the thought of having a stalker putting her on high alert at all times. She got sick of it quick but just couldn’t stop. Before she entered every room she had either her pepper spray without the cap on or holding out her taser in a defensive position.

The most the cops did for her safety was alerting the manager of the apartment complex. Though it sucked that the manager pretended to give a shit then forgot to tell his staff about it. So the roommates were basically on their own as they sat on the couch and watched the TV.

(R/n) kept glancing at (Y/n) who was pressed up against her. She’d been very clingy the whole day though she didn’t blame her or complain. But she felt the need to mention her suspect for the mastermind of her new trauma. “I hate to say it, but I think it might be Batman.”

(Y/n) didn’t need to ask what she meant, already knowing who she was referring to. (R/n) continued, “I know it sucks to think about but it’d make sense. He wears a mask so no one knows who he is, so it wouldn’t be too bizarre to have other masks for other purposes. Plus he knows a lot about detective work so he could easily avoid the police, and you saw him, he’s like a ninja. He can get in and out of anywhere without being seen. And I bet you wouldn’t suspect the detective secretly being the culprit. He could be trying to win your trust and he-”

(Y/n) cut her off by shaking her head, “No, I know it wasn’t him.” (R/n) tilted her head at her. “How do you know?” “Well first of all, the stalker was lanky and skinny. I know because he sat on me. Batman is wide and muscular. And the stalker… his eyes were just… there was something in them. Something animalistic, something so terrifyingly carnal. He didn’t look remorseful for what he was doing at all. And Batman just has the most empty, depressed eyes I’ve ever seen.”

(R/n) remembered his eyes too and slowly nodded, eventually agreeing. She noticed the frown she caused upon (Y/n) so she tried to give her a little nudge. “Then who do you think Batman is?”

A smile spread across (Y/n)’s face and turned to her roommate, her demeanor instantly warming up. “I actually have a really good guess.” (R/n) turned to face her and let their legs tangle up on the couch as they theorized. (Y/n)’s guess being one of the rich football players who survived the mass school shooting at the football game three years ago and (R/n)’s guess being an ex-cop.

Soon their conversation evolved into complete nonsense full of laughs and memory reminiscence. When the hour reached double digits, the two shared a bed again and laid facing each other with their smiling faces only an inch away from each other before sleep took over. In the back of both of their heads the thought rebirthed of what could’ve been if they took the chance when it came all those years ago.

And for one last night, everything felt normal.

~

A pair of wide eyes were glued closely onto the screen that beheld the scene that made fire feel like it erupted on his skin. The computer camera he hacked into was fortunately left open for his nosy eyes to keep watch on what happened at night in the bedroom of the one who was the embodiment of his sunshine.

But watching that filthy creature lay so close to her ethereal presence caused hot huffs to go in and out of his nose at an unstable and uncontrollable pace. Clenching his jaw to prevent himself from cracking his teeth from pressure. One hand gripped tightly onto a glove as his knuckles turned white, his hand shaking from squeezing so intensely. His other hand clawed at his wooden desk, ripping into the wood through lines.

His mind fogged with the brimmings of dazed insanity, detaching him from what was left of his morality.

~

The next day the two girls had to go back to work after their two days off. (R/n) worked at a tattoo parlor and had three appointments that she couldn’t reschedule. (Y/n) worked at a popular fabric store and thought she’d be safest in a public area.

They made a plan to make sure neither of them would be in the apartment alone. Since (R/n) got off later, (Y/n) would go over to the parlor and hang out until (R/n) got off. The two got their coffee together once the afternoon came around and (R/n) hung around the fabric shop until she had to go.

~

“Shit.” (R/n) mumbled as she realized she needed to switch out the tattoo needle. She rolled her chair over to her desk and scrambled around for the needle she needed for the next appointment that was in an hour. She couldn’t find it so she pulled out more drawers to make sure she didn’t just misplace it.

She made more irked noises as it was absolutely not there. Until she thought about how she took that needle home a few days ago. But she swore that she brought it back. “Well obviously you didn’t, dumbass.” She growled to herself before pushing herself to her feet.

She had close to 55 minutes until her second to last client of the day arrived and two hours until (Y/n) came to wait for her to be done. She bit her lip, she knew she wasn’t supposed to go back to the apartment alone but she really required that needle for the specific tattoo she was set to do. ‘I’ll be super quick, in and out. It’d be in my needle case if I really did leave it there.’ She mentally said to herself.

She grabbed her keys and jacket, purposely leaving all her belongings since this was going to be a fast trip, and jogged to the parlor exit where her car was parked in the back. “Hey! Where’re you goin’?!” Her old, biker coworker yelled to her, knowing she had a client coming soon. “I just need to grab my round liner needle from my place, I’ll be back really really soon!” Then she was off into the dusk outdoors. She promised herself she’d be in and out.

~

The store’s open hours finally came to an end as (Y/n) checked out some fabric she had an idea to use for an outfit. She helped close the shop and pick up all fallen products, she always felt bad for the morning shift crew if she didn’t clean up the mess. She got a ride from her favorite coworker, them being her favorite just because they bought her a pastry and complimented her outfit once, to the tattoo parlor so she wouldn’t have to waste any minimum money on a bus.

(Y/n) bid the workplace friend a goodbye when they dropped her off in the front before she entered the dimly lit one story building. She passed the wall of the shop's most popular tattoos and passed the front desk to get to the work area. “How ya doin’, Care Bear.” The biker tattoo artist said from his seat as he dragged the needle across a middle aged blonde woman’s bicep. He called her Care Bear because she wore a Care Bear shirt when she first met him.

“Hi, Jeff.” She said politely, smiling at the beach blonde in the chair who was squeezing a stress ball as the needle continued to drag. (Y/n) looked around for her friend who was nowhere in sight. She looked back over to the buff bald man, “Is (R/n) in the bathroom?”

Jeff separated the needle gun from the woman’s skin and used a small towelette to wipe the blood before switching needles. “No, she left like 2 hours ago and hasn’t come back since. I’m doing her client for her. She said she needed something from the apartment and said she’d be quick so she left all her stuff, but that was 2 hours ago.”

(Y/n) spotted (R/n)’s desk where her phone and purse was, her eyes gradually getting bigger as panic crawled up her back. “She went… to the apartment?” She slowly said aloud, not really asking but making sure she heard right. She didn’t stick around to hear the answer as she grabbed (R/n)’s bag and phone before sprinting out the door.

She waved down a cab in an aggressive way she’d never done before and paid the driver ahead of time before he drove through the city. She hopped out of the moving vehicle before he could even stop as she moved her legs in an alarmingly fast movement.

‘(R/n), I’m begging you and all the gods ever believed in that you’re okay. I swear I’ll make your life easier from now on, I swear I’ll start doing the dishes when it’s my turn, I swear I’ll let you use my shampoo, and I swear I’ll watch any and every one of your favorite reality tv shows with you.’ She begged in her mind as she sprinted through the lobby and raced up the stairs. She felt like she was being timed, like if she didn’t reach their door in 10 seconds the whole world would explode.

She slid around wall corners and tripped over carpet corners before she threw herself at her door. She jiggled the doorknob to see it was unlocked, her breath hitched on her tongue. She shoved the door open and dropped her and her friends’ bags on the floor. She whipped her taser out before making quick steps to the main room, calling out her roommate's name in a panicked, shaky voice.

She heard faint voices which slowed her feet down as she walked around the corner that led to the small living room. She perked her arms up in a defensive position once she jumped into the room, finding no one present. But the TV was on which explained the voices she heard. She squinted in a puzzled manner as the channel that was chosen to play was the news.

She noted to investigate the TV after she searched the entire small apartment. She went in and out of every room twice, opening and closing every door. She checked hidden spots and even analyzed every window for any hint to a clue. Every last little thing was exactly how they left it. There wasn’t even a sign of struggle anywhere.

She stroked her fingers through her hair as she paced the wooden floor, feeling the sweat form through her pores. Tears stung her eyes from the feeling of hopelessness and stress. Maybe something happened on the road? She hurriedly darted back down the multiple sets of stairs down to the garage. (R/n)’s car was in her designated parking spot. Maybe she was taken before she entered the building and her keys were taken from her?

(Y/n) returned to the lobby to ask the main doorman if he saw her come in. He nodded at her question which only made (Y/n) race back up to their apartment to do another search, but with more attention to detail. She hunted through their home like a dog, now checking smaller places she overlooked. Now there wasn’t an inch of space that she didn’t overly observe like an obsessed detective.

She slapped her hands over her face once she returned to stand in the middle of the living room as the TV continued to display two formally dressed people talking their mouths off.

But one statement caught her attention like a moth to a light.

“-the video is very disturbing.”

[estcsy]

what happened the first day I shifted to encanto!

(íoì)

- CHAOS

- when I woke up I stabbed myself with a needle because I’m crazy (JUST TO SEE IF I WAS DREAMING OR NOT)

- dolores heard me and came to my room to see if I was okay

- poor girl for me with blood on my arm and then she started panicking

- I literally just started crying even more

- she was such a sweetheart </3 she let me hug/ hold on to her bc I was literally gonna pass out

- she yelled for isa to get some food for me but julieta wasn’t home, she was in town

- so they took me downstairs and started to look for some kind of bandage

- I started to get dizzy and I almost feel over but casita put a chair under me before I could

- luisa then came in and then she started freaking out bc she hates blood

- they sent one of antoñio’s birds to try and get julieta

- I was literally zooning out looking at the fruit in the middle of the table

- camilo came up behind me and hugged me completely failing to notice the state of DESTRESS that we were all in

- then he noticed the blood and he asked me what on earth I did to myself but I literally didn’t answer or look at him bc it felt like I couldn’t

- but he took matter into his now hands and made me look at him and then asked me again what I did

- when I tell you I deadass just STARED at him

- he was so worried I feel so bad oml

- isa found the bandages and camilo took me over to the sink to clean up my arm

- then they wrapped my arm and they asked me what I did

- again I couldn’t answer so I just stared at the floor and then I could feel my eyes watering again because they cared about me so much </3

- then antoñio wakes up to me and gave me a hug

- I was shocked but I hugged him back and then cried even more LMAO

- he told me he was sorry even tho he has no idea what was happening

- then julieta came back home and gave me some of her food and then I was better :D

- julieta gave me a hug and I felt so much better I literally love that woman

- this happened at like 9am so everyone else in the family was in the backyard setting up breakfast so they had no idea what was going on

- then dolores and isa took me to my room to help me get changed and do my hair

- isa told me I was so pretty and I almost fell to my knees to cry even more I’m being serious

- then she noticed and hugged me for a while MY HEART 〳 ‾́ ﹏ ‾́ 〵

- dolores did my hair into braids this day!

- then we went outside to eat breakfast

- I was still shaken up so everyone talked to me in a very quiet voice and they were so patient with me oml

- the whole time I was sitting on the table camilo was holding my hand

- camilo also offered to feed me because I wasn’t eating

- then julieta took me with her inside with a plate of food and asked me if I wanted to talk about it

- I didn’t know what I would say so I just said no and she was okay with that

- then she literally feed me the sopa she made and said that this reminded her of when I was a baby

- when I tell you I started to sob LMAO

- she literally put the plant down so fast and comforted me

- she hugged me and played with my hair and I was gonna go feral

- after that pepa came in to see if I was okay

- then pepa wiped my tears and kissed my cheek a lot of times

- after this bruno came in and mans had no idea what to do

- he asked me if I wanted to play soccer with me HAH

- pepa hit him on the back of his head and that made me laugh 💀

- it was our off day and I didn’t know what else I’d do so I said yes

- I learned that he was a really good soccer player this day

- he literally ROCKED MY SHIT

- his ankles don’t break ISTG

- it was actually really fun

- abuela and antoñio kept scores

- the game score was bruno: 12 and me: 6

- then when we were done he hugged me and gave me a head pat and said “I’m glad ur feeling better”

- the rest of my afternoon I was with mirabel and luisa!

- every night they made me sleep with someone else because they didn’t want me to hurt myself again

in conclusion this was the most I’ve cried in my entire life

[docheros]

Puppet loosely strung

"Panting, Anti looked at his puppet with blood on his eyes. Jameson stared at him with a blank expression, which made the glitch swallow hard [...]"

Word counting: 530

A/N: happy halloween!!! have some dapperanti 💀

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— JAMESON, WHAT THE FUCKING HELL IS HAPPENING?

Panting, Anti looked at his puppet with blood on his eyes. Jameson stared at him with a blank expression, which made the glitch swallow hard; he hated to admit, but that was more terrifying than any face he could make.

[Let me put myself in your shoes,] he showed his arm, the strings barely holding it, [as a puppet loosely strung. Around you they were so confused, that a faulty man could have so much fun.]

He walked behind Anti, his hand following the wooden chair print. He stopped in front of him again.

[They read your smiles,] he lifted his chin, [nothing but teeth], he dropped him, raising an eyebrow, [they looked at you with pity first, and then disbelief.]

— What the fuck are you talking about?...

[Let me put myself in your shoes, as a puppet loosely strung. They may think they'd never choose to be the man that you've become.]

He turned one of the lights with a controller, showing Jackie held by a collar and giant handcuffs on his wrists. Anti gasped.

[Did you feel the weight of other's views, or was their ignorance a source of fun?] He looked down, widening his eyes; a single sweat ran down the side of his face, [I hated the whispers on the street…]

— Whispers?

[Why, yes! Do you think it's easy to live with hallucinations?] Jameson answered so innocently, like if he wasn't talking about something serious.

Or kidnapping his own puppeteer.

[In the past, you would have been seen as a family's disgrace, now they think you're putting on a brave face,] he smiled softly, ruffling Anti's hair, [They might fear that one day they'll wear your shoes… but you're the one who's laughing, you had nothing to lose.]

He grinned, turning all the lights. All of the septics were in cages, looking like wild animals that had just been captured. Anti tried to scream, but his voice didn't come.

[They were trying to separate us, my darling,] he crouched in front of the glitch with a disturbing wide smile, placing both hands on his face, [they just couldn't see… That it was me needing you, not you needing me], he got up again, his obsessive expression turning into a cynical one, [they just couldn't see… That a puppet loosely strung is not what I wanna be].

He pressed the controller again, turning off all the lights and only keeping the one illuminating them. His red glowing strings appeared again.

[I'm tied to so many things I don't need to do,] scissors appeared on his hand, and he cut the one on his right arm, [I'll loosen myself to feel more like you.]

That being said, the scissors gave space to a needle, and he crouched on Anti's side, grinning at him. The glitch lost all the blood on his face.

— Ja-Jamie… what are you doing?...

[They just couldn't see, that it was me needing you, not you needing me,] he chuckled, licking the string to put on the needle, [they just couldn't see, that a puppet loosely strung is not what I wanna be.]

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tfw you created the perfect puppet but turns out he's crazier than you and is now obsessed with you

hope this makes sense <3 and yes jj will sew his strings onto anti one by one if he needs it

tagging @glass-trash-bab @theprinceofflies @intothebutterflyburrow (uh grey feel free to rb in any blog you want actually lfjsjdj) and last @florenceisfalling because they were the one who showed me this music 😭

[the-teddy-bear-butch]

💃🏼 hi cause i’m bored of life i literally had one lesson today

Also wish me luck for later i got a vaccination for my 2nd mmr vaccine and man i hate needles 💀

Howdy! Incredibly fair, school is boring

Wishing you luck! You’ll be just fine, I know it <33

[anak-sapi]

Haha happy Wednesday from the anak sapi family 😎😎🐄😎😎😎

And want to introduce my boys!!!! They could meet, talk, or maybe "take over someone else's body" with each other on their mind. Kinda like sense 8 if you have watched it!

Age dont really matter since they are born based on when I read/make their stories for the first time.

【Last Edit : 16 February 2022】

*leans to an expensive car* "hey lol"

Aries OG is the oldest! Started from only a one time character name around 2018, and then I was like "Aries is a pretty good name" and a unisex name too! Though I am a cancer but I just found out last year that aries is my moon sign so, I guess something just meant to be.

He is from my ✨original works✨, that only has so many snippets rather than the original works itself. He got cursed by the nature because of the stuff I havent come out with, and got a yearly accident that involves bones. The worst one is when he's 18: he got into a car crash that makes him wore prosthetic on his right leg. He is now fine tho! Maybe. Back in his college year he is known as the "Korban tabrak lari". Now he works at his family company.

Other Aries called him Abang since he is the oldest. Somehow he is like mama sapi's right-hand man. Other Aries likes to go to him for advice.

"Why would you go to me for advice? We are the same."

"Idk I just feel like going to you."

*sigh* "Well let's see whats the problem and resolve it together

"I hope I get a raise... I want a new car."

Next one is Detective Aries Raylight from cyoa games The Wayhaven Chronicles! It's the first time I put the name Aries in a cyoa game, and the start of my interactive fiction obsession 💀

Detective Raylight has a high people skill, but he get overwhelmed pretty easily by Felix's flirt and compliments. Sadly he got kidnapped by a pshyco scientist vampire and ever since that he got scared of needles and possibly have a traumatic experience that he would not ever forget. Recently there's a hole in his apartment ceiling and his car is dying.

In the fam he tends to become the neutral police when other Aries fight each other.

"If it isn't the consequences of my own action."

Next one is Aries from a cyoa games Breach: The Archangel Job. He got so many names like this Watt Zit Tooya and sometimes he goes with Aries like other Aries. Sometimes he refers as Criminal Aries.

He was an undercover cops, task to infiltrate a criminal group. In the middle of his mission, he realize being a criminal is way more fun and he can dismantle other criminal group faster with them rather than with the law. And he also happens to fell in love with on of the leader so... yeah. Really depends and believes in luck.

I really like the story! Very contrast to Detective Aries. Though they got along pretty well with each other. He likes to pick a fight with Aries TATW.

"3 am and I'm still awake."

The Tired College Student Aries! He is from, yes, another cyoa games Keeper of The Sun and Moon. He's been through a lot!

His 1st semester didn't go well... Turns out he is not a human, monsters keep attacking him, the class subject is hard, and so on. Lately he found out that his mom is an empath! As in, can control other people emotion. And why you'd look at that! Turns out his boyfriend is an empath too 🚶 Oh and his father? Currently date his professor back in university. His mom is a

Probably the quietest among the Aries. Other Aries likes to help him do his homework.

"Does this thing exist in the 1920's???"

The time traveler Aries! Or the out of pocket Aries. From the story Two Against the World at fictif app.

The point is, he got isekai to a gangster movie. He help this leader of the crime family to decide the fate of the movie. With the said leader, now they get out from the gangster world and live as a movie producer. Got tangled with too much headcannon, his story start to really stray away from the original. They both like it tho.

Sibling-hate Criminal Aries because coincidentally Criminal Aries's love interest is the one who killed 5 families of NY, and Aries TATW's love interest is one of the 5 families on NY. Mama sapi already told them they came from a different dimension, but they wont listen.