#normalize treating your story as a good trash

[13-frinfransstudios]

MY STORIES ARE TRASH !!!

This year as a writer is going good so far. I am in a Philippine organization for writers and are able to communicate with them. Most of them being writers on Wattpad, which is just the community I belong in.

But these past few days, I watch these writers post the amount of people that have read their story and commented on it, while I watch mine barely getting any traction. I also saw them update 30k-80k words a day while I write 1k words after 2.5 hours. This kind of made me feel insecure of my work and maybe a little envious (not to the point that I despise them, though I still love my writer friends and support their works).

I start to think that my story is not good. It's silly, pointless, and does not even contribute anything to literature. What is the point of my writing? What's the point of this story anyway? It's just about two women having sex and telling themselves they're not gonna be in love with one another but they are! It's not a cool action-packed adventure filled with secret mafias or demon eyes or a mystical fantasy world. It's just nothing but a trash!

My stories are trash!

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I start to drink alcohol and stop writing, just to feel something a little bit. Alcohol kinda gets me pumping. (Don't worry I'm no alcoholic Last time I drank was only on New Year and I only drank one cup and that's it) Suddenly, I am on the floor, with my stuffed toys, contemplating about my dreams as an author that I've been chasing since I was 13. I remember how excited I was to write, to jot down different ideas, then to now. Back then I was not filled with worries or insecurities, just simply writing stories that have the same trash quality as I make them now, thinking how great the story I'm writing it.

Then it hit me. Back then, the amount of readers don't cross my mind, I don't overthink about the words I write, and I am aware then that my story is nothing compare to the published books I so love but that didn't matter then. I know my stories are trash because it's all messy and what. But despite it, I think it was a good trash. That was my mindset: for now, I'll be good trash. All this time that's what I've been thinking of my book. That's why I never mind my mistakes so much!

I am 20 years old. I'm still quite young and inexperienced, yet I'm worrying about the things I'm not suppose to worry about yet. I feel like I'm putting so much pressure on myself. I need to remind myself that every writers have their own way of writing and own pace. Each and every one of us have our own genres we are good at. And I shouldn't be worried about readers when I am just starting because no matter what story I write, it will find its audience.

And also, looking back at my old writing, I knew that I am growing as a writer. The way I wrote my story then at 14 is different now. I learned quite a lot these past few years, and I know I still have more things to learn.

And if there's something that my 14-year-old self know better, is that if no one will ever love my story, then I should. I need to treat my accounts as a fan account for my stories as a way to promote it but I need to have editing apps so I think I will need to play Roblox until I get tired enough to download it (the struggles of being a slight-gamer).

Anyway, this is just a rant. I don't know how to end this...

[bobbin-buckley]

Some Secrets Are Meant To Stay Veiled

Chapter 1

Family Issues

Cairo Sweet x Masc!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Medieval violence, Cairo’s parents are homophobic and strict, cursing, sexual mentions, Miller is mentioned incase you care, witchcraft, satanic stuff

Y/L/N: Your last name

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Some fairytales end with a good ending.

The princess finds her Prince Charming though tough battles and grief. Then gets married at the end and lives happily ever after.

Not this fairytale. Some fairytales end with a bad ending. Not everyone gets the ending they want, the life they want. Their dreams don’t always come true, or even what they pray about doesn’t come true, no one finds true love.

Those whom kneel in front of the cross and pray that everything is going to be okay. Their families are safe, other loved ones, their children, fathers, mothers, grandparents.

And for those who don’t pray, or dream can achieve and become stronger even if they are the weak. Wether it be a young man, a child, an elder, or even a woman.

Women aren’t supposed to be warriors right? Just the people who clean and make food, serve and are meant to be housewives.

Except for one in particular, no. Two in particular. Two young women who broke the rules by almost sacrificing their love for each other. Feelings are just feelings.

No one in this fairytale can change that.

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“Get a move on Y/L/N!!”

Men are such trash. You thought. Can’t even treat you like a normal human being because you are a female who is meant to be a housewife, a maid. Not you though, that wasn’t your destiny.

You’re a knight, a warrior. A protector of the kingdom you live in and care for. Even if there are those who don’t see that, some see you as a fellow peasant, a woman, a maid. You were once a maid though, only at a young age.

You served in the kitchen, making good biscuits with fresh made jelly on the side. That’s what you we’re known for.

“The Bread Maker” they called you. It was unique and sweet, until you were fired from the job and forced to be your mothers servant. Not pleasant whatsoever.

The age of sixteen your father vanished one day. Never seen again. It made your mother go insane, she had asked the King and Queen if they could search for him, hoping to find him somewhere not far beyond the gates of the kingdom.

A week later everyone stopped looking for him. Some say he ran away because his wife was too demanding, or maybe some beast in the moonlight kidnapped him and had him for a late night snack.

Those stupid stories never made you or your mother believe. And once your mother gave up on finding your father she became mentally insane, started doing weird things. Saying weird verses that are not found in the Bible.

You read the Bible enough to know that what she was saying was non-existent in it. Maybe she just started creating nursery rhymes or her own stories to..let go of your dad. You heard a few people in the village say she was possibly a Witch. You could never believe that your mother was doing witchcraft, it wasn’t even proven anyways.

Witchcraft was banned from your kingdom. Because generations ago your ancestors got their hands on witchcraft and did the most unstoppable things known to mankind.

The people who find out about your past might think you’re also a witch if it’s proven enough. That could ruin everything. Your life, your mothers life, the kingdom. Nobody wants that.

This whole thing has been going on in your life for six years now. You became a knight at twenty one, it’s your second year. You’ve been told to just fall in love with a man and get married instead of being a sin.

But instead you deceived to make two great big sins in your life.

One being a female warrior, and two…

Falling in love the the King and Queens daughter.

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“Watch it Y/l/n!” A man yelled through the moving crowed of villagers. You hated everyone, the way the treated you made no sense.

“Yeah Y/n stop bumping into people!” A young girl yelled from the side of the moving crowd. Even children accused you, called you names.

But hurting a child was a sin, so it wouldn’t look good on your name.

“Y/n The Child Abuser”

Doesn’t have a rhyme to it

You’re just making your way downtown in the village to go check on your mother. The maid you have that comes twice a week to help clean the small house you lived in, said your mother was acting strange this morning.

So you came down from your duty to check on her, make sure she had plenty of food and water. That was mainly your job instead of the maids, you’d get food for her and harvest it from the garden. Making meals for her at times when she couldn’t, or at least have premade ones that can last for a while.

You could see your small hut up ahead, it was kinda in a random place in the village. Your other home was stolen by some “professional” knight. Whenever your dad was around, he was a knight so you got a nicer home to live in. But now since he’s gone, you live in a poor hut on the outskirts of the village.

When reaching the small home you walked up the stone steps and approached the wooden door. You began to knock on it, calling out for your mother.

“Mother? Can I come in?”

No response. It’s always like that, every time you come visit. But the maid should be here, it’s her work day.

The door then swung open, the servant right there.

“Oh, good to see you Y/n. I was just about to come search for you.” She said, seemingly to have a worried face.

“Nice to see you too Gloria, what’s wrong?” You knew something was up, and it obviously was about your mother.

“Your mother, she’s not feeling well.” Gloria looked at you with a frown, then began leading you into the house, shutting the door and guiding you towards your mothers room.

Walking through the small house, you caught glances at the stuff the maid had cleaned, many religious objects and books, and pictures of your father. Yet some seem to keep disappearing for no reason out of the blue.

Gloria stopped with you in front of the bedroom door, gesturing for you to open it and peek inside. When you did, you could see your mother kneeled down in front of the cross she kept on the table of other religious stuff.

She was praying. But also not…

Her words were fast, voice lower..to a whisper. You couldn’t really hear what she was saying, but you knew damn well it was a verse.

“She’s been like that all afternoon, this morning she was okay. But ever since she’s been in her room she hasn’t stopped saying the same words.” Gloria explained, but you didn’t really pay attention to her much..only focused on your mother, trying to understand what she was saying.

“See the cruelty and the pain, that you have caused once again I turn the tables three times three. Bring light to your actions, I will be free, when light fades and dusk comes through, the pain you caused will come back to you, I say this spell to Karma tonight, I am witch, I stand and fight.”

“What’s she saying?” Gloria broke your concentration. You thought about her question, not sure if it was a good idea. You didn’t know that you’re own mother did witchcraft, or even tried to. It broke your heart, witchcraft was a sin in your village, kingdom.

It is banned

Even if it was a power back within when your ancestors lived. You knew some stories about them, they used witchcraft. I guess that really tells a lot about your family’s history, why your dad suddenly disappeared.

“Y/n?” Gloria broke your thoughts again.

“Oh, yeah sorry…..I’m not sure what she’s saying, she’s probably sleep talking again..” you walked away from the door..heading towards the front door.

“But she’s awake..” before Gloria could finish her sentence you left without a reply or a goodbye. You really didn’t want to speak to anyone at the moment, not after finding out your mother does witchcraft.

Not that you were like the rest of the village, you weren’t. In fact.. you were different by how you played the rules. Witchcraft and magic was always a fairytale to you, it wasn’t real. Not after your father had told you real stories of magic and witchcraft, even Satan when you were real young.

Your mother never liked whenever your father told these “joke” stories. She’d say your father was just trying to scare you. But truly he meant to tell you for a reason. It changed you.

It changed everything about you

Amongst the village, over by where the farmers lived. There was a hill with a massive stone ground at the top. Most warriors when training would go up their and sword fight with their “opponent”.

On that training pad, was the King and Queens only daughter. Cairo.

Now Cairo wasn’t like her parents, wasn’t like any other woman, any other person in the village. She prefers the outdoors, preferred nature, books and writing. It was her passion.

Her greatest achievement

Currently she was sitting in the middle of the training pad, book in her lap as she read.

Poetry was her favorite to read, she’d trade things will the local writers in town. Jonathan Miller being one of them.

Nobody entirely liked the fellow writer, he was kinda odd around young girls. He has a wife, and people simply only liked him for his writing and his wife’s cooking. Though everyone is pretty sure his wife is fed up with him.

Cairo was reading one of Millers books. She was so engrossed in it she wasn’t really paying attention to her surroundings. It’s always windy up in the hills, the breeze flowing through her brunette hair, the ends of her white dress flailing in the wind.

Suddenly she saw a rock being thrown out of the corner of her eye, peering up to see no one who was responsible of the throwing rock.

No one in sight, just the large willow tree in front of her, it’s loosely leaves nearly touching the ground.

But then she heard a familiar voice to the side of her.

“Good afternoon, princess Sweet.” You said, smiling and walking up to her from the stone path.

“Good gracious, you nearly gave me a heart attack!” Cairo complained, but not really mad since it was just you.

“Aw don’t be complaining.” “You threw a rock!” She argued, but a smile crept on her face as you stood now in front of her.

God you were sexy

“To get your attention but I guess that didn’t fully work,” you explained. “Anyways, what are you doing out here princess?”

Cairo made sure you could see her eye roll. She hated (loved) being called princess by you. She closed her book and stood up with a smirk, “oh nothing. Just reading a book out here in peace.”

You nodded your head, noticing the book she was reading. “Millers? You know he’s a creep right?” Cairo understood that, but didn’t care since Miller has been nothing but sweet to her.

“Yeah, yeah. He’s just nice to me though,” she looked down at her book, “he makes sure to give me the first look at his book.” Cairo heard your scoff, looking up at you.

“Psh- he only gives you the first look at it because he wants to fuck you.” Cairo gasped at your words, smacking your shoulder.

“No he doesn’t! He has a wife!” “So? That doesn’t mean he won’t cheat.” “Are you saying this because your jealous I got his book before you?”

Something like that,

You wanted to say

Something related to jealousy

“Nah, I’m just teasing you. Anyways, shouldn’t you be back at the kingdom? You’re stupid wedding or whatever is tomorrow.” You said, with a hint of annoyance and jealousy in your tone.

And yes, Cairo is supposed to get married to someone tomorrow night. Boy she wished she didn’t have to, but it’s apart of being the daughter of the King and Queen.

The fact that she doesn’t know who the man she’s supposed to marry is, she hates the thought of marrying someone she’ll just meet! It sucks! It’s like an escape room, or a puzzle with a missing puzzle piece.

How are you supposed to finish the puzzle if you can’t find the right piece to it?

Cairo sighed at the thought, not really noticing how she sighed out aloud, making you change your expression.

“You don’t seem excited..” you “pouted”. Cairo crossed her arms, the book still in hand.

“I’m not. How am I supposed to know I’ll spend the rest of my life with someone if I don’t even know them? Or like them? I hate the way the rules work here.” Cairo rambled, making you nod in understanding.

“I get that, but see how your parents turned out.” That was a dumb comment.

“Turn out to constantly fighting and being very strict about everything? Yeah no thanks.” Cairo retorted, huffing.

Was it clear that she is fed up with her parents?

“Okay well- you have me to go through it.”

You’re too sweet for your own good

“You? My parents won’t even let me see you! It’s because they think your family is cursed or some shit.” You scoffed loudly, not happy about that’s how her parents think of you and your family.

A curse? Curse my ass, your family is basically falling apart

You thought.

“Yeah whatever they can think that all they want. But we’re alone! No one knows we’re up here.” You grinned, looking around the hill until you heard a horse trotting.

“Princess Cairo!” A raspy voice was heard alone with the sound of a horse galloping. Then an older knight appeared, he was one of the main servants in the castle. The ones who stand right beside the King and Queen when at their thrones.

“Yes Lord Burkheart?” Cairo shoved you back a bit so Burkheart wasn’t suspicious of anything. He knew she wasn’t supposed to be seen with you.

“You know you aren’t supposed to be around this weak pest.” Burkheart spat out at you when he noticed your presence, and his words made you irritated. “Anyways, I bring you orders from the Queen, you need to be back to try a wedding dress on for your ceremony tomorrow.”

Cairo groaned at that mentally, she knew her mother would eventually notice her missing presence and have someone come find her. Cairo looked at you then back at the older man.

“Fine, I’ll be there soon.” She answered, wanting to go back to the castle at her own pace. Burkheart nodded and turned his horse away to head back to the village himself.

The princess sighed, rubbing her right temple with her right hand and clutched the book in the other. God she hated her own mother at times

“You okay?” She heard you speak up, forgetting you were there for a moment.

She turned to face you, “yeah. I am, just don’t want to do this.” She looked genuine, which made you a little shocked but not too shocked. Cairo always had a search for love you knew, but not like this. “And yeah, I get what you might be thinking. I’ve always wanted to fall in love, but at my own pace and who I choose.”

“No, no I get that. I respect that, so maybe you tell your mother that.” Another dumb thing to say.

Cairo was shocked at your suggestion, you know damn well her mom would absolutely say no!

“Are you crazy? If I told my own mother that she’d slit my throat! She’s been planning my wedding since I was a baby! Literally!” Cairo huffed, her hand over her mouth as she looked at the ground and thought. “Sorry, I wish I could stop her decisions but I can’t. It’s a family tradition.”

Cairo’s words made you upset and angry with the Queen. You kinda have a view of her side, you get parents can be stubborn. Your mom can be like that.

Cairo deserved better

She deserved you

She deserved to have her own decisions, she’s an adult. Almost. Eighteen is close enough, basically is an adult. But I guess not in Cairo’s “family tradition”.

“I’m sorry, I wish I could do something about it.” You mutter, rubbing your arm. You really did wish you could stop it, help her. You cared for her a lot.

“It’s okay, I’ll accept it at some point,” she gave you a small smile before looking over at the village and castle. “I should get going, don’t want to boil my mother for too long. Or the pot will spill over.” She tried to joke, but her laugh came out sarcastic.

“Yeah, I’ll see you later?” You asked with hope, you always wanted to see her.

“Maybe, depends.” Was all she said before walking down the hill with her head down.

God you’ve gotta do something about it

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Felt like a short chapter but editing and reading through it didn’t.

So I just hope this is good 🧍���‍♀️

[anon-sect]

Your stories are seriously fantastic, the sock transformations are beyond hot. Could you do one where a guy is unwillingly turned into smelly white socks and kidnapped kind of like the cop one you wrote where it was only supposed to be temporary but now know one knows he’s permanently another guy’s socks?

Picture source: @alekstrange

Jason had an important meeting that morning with business executives. Unfortunately for him, his feet have done a number on socks. A pair rarely lasts beyond three weeks. The pair he had on had a hole in the big toe and heel of one foot and a hole in the pinky toe. It felt rather annoying and distracting. It made it hard to focus. That was one problem he didn't need for this important meeting. He didn't have a spare pair of socks to change out. But he did have one solution. He texted his favorite intern to come to his office right away.

Paul received a text from Jason to see him right away in his office. He wondered what the chief executive wanted. He always called him for little odd jobs or assignments to assist him. He wondered what assignment it would be this time. The craziest thing he did ask of him was to massage his feet and be his footrest. He was under Jason's desk for over an hour while the executive rested his feet on his face. Of course, no one knew about that particular job. He was grateful for that part.

Jason heard a knock on his office door. "Come in." He spoke. He was relieved that Paul had arrived. He motioned for him to have a seat. "I need your help. My current socks are too distracting for me in the upcoming meeting that starts in thirty minutes. I need new socks immediately." He explained the situation to Paul.

"I can go get you some socks, but it will take longer than thirty minutes." Paul explained back that he would help, but it would take longer than the time he would need to be back.

"No, I don't mean go get me a pair of socks. I want you to be my socks for today." Jason paused as he placed the TF Ray device on top of his desk. "I will use my TF Ray to make you into dress socks for me to wear. At the end of the day, I will turn you back to normal. It's your assignment for today." He added.

Paul didn't like the idea of being a pair of socks. He actually wanted to refuse. "Refuse, and I might have to end your internship here." Jason reiterated to him. That he didn't want to happen. "Okay, just for one day." He spoke back, already regretting the decision. He watched as Jason pointed the device at him and fired. He started shrinking in size. His skin turned black with a design on it. He soon was fabric. Within minutes, he was nothing but a pair of socks on the chair. He felt powerless as Jason picked him up in his hands. He was about to be placed on Jason's feet with no way to stop him.

Jason grabbed the socks. They felt like durable material. He went and took off his old socks and tossed them in the trash. He put on his new socks and put his shoes back on. He could focus better now that his feet were in more comfortable socks. He finished his prep to be ready for the meeting, now that his feet were comfortable.

Paul really regretted saying yes. At least, Jason's feet didn't smell bad, but it was his shoes that smelled so foul. It was horrible. If he had a mouth, he would have gaged. At the moment, he was praying for fresh air. Jason was treating him just like normal socks on his feet. Yet, the thought was that it was only just going to be for one day. He could endure that much, he thought.

Several hours later, Paul was begging for it to be the end of the day already. The stench of the shoes was unbearable. Being walked on without a single consideration made him feel so degraded and humiliated. This was worse than being under his desk for hours as the guy's footrest. To add more to his condition, Jason's foot started to sweat a little. Being the guy's socks was definitely not a good idea. He just hoped the end of the day came sooner than later. He wanted his humanity back.

Jason finished up his day. He then thought about the intern that he was wearing on his feet. He looked and saw that his trash had been emptied by the janitorial staff while he was in the meeting. His old socks were completely gone now. He guess he could take him home with him just this once. No one would know exactly know what happed to Paul anyway.

The next three day, Jason wore his new socks. They were just so comfortable to wear at work. Each day he would mean to change him back before going home, but by the time he got home, he would then remember to do that one thing. It got to a point that no one even asked about Paul. He was the only one who knew where he was or even cared. He could literally keep his new socks, and no one would even miss Paul. That was just what Jason decided as he went to work on the fourth day wearing his new special socks.

Paul realized his fate by the fifth day of Jason wearing him. On that day, he heard one of the other employees asking if they knew where he was. He had been missing for the past five days. He heard Jason say he didn't know where he was or why he hadn't report to work. He clearly heard Jason lie about him. He saw Jason had no intentions of returning his humanity. The foul-smelling shoes would be his prison and tormentor every day that Jason wore him, not to mention the foot sweat and odor he would be forced to be trapped in. He really regretted saying yes. Jason had completely kidnapped him and held him as his socks forever now and there was nothing he could do about. Completely dominated by the business executive's feet for the rest of his life. Sadly, only Jason would know the truth.

[caitchercatlady]

Sleeping Over at Ramshackle w/Jade & Floyd

*I'm so sorry that I posted this so late. I've been dealing with some life stuff these past few weeks, and that's given me a hard time with writing this story. I hope you guys enjoy it now that I've managed to post it in time.

Image credit @mostroloungeofficial

The last time Jade and Floyd came to Ramshackle, they nearly trashed the place for Azul’s new venture. Now that the dorm is safe in your possession, it's much more relaxing without the tweels messing up everything. They're practically banned from staying for more than two minutes (although that within itself is generous of you).

One Friday, you encounter Azul and the tweels in the hallway. Azul asks for a huge favor from you. He explains that he’s making some renovations for the Monstro Lounge over the weekend, and the Leech brothers would greatly appreciate it if they can stay over at Ramshackle until the renovations are complete. You point out that the Lounge and the dorms are entirely unrelated, so why do the tweels need to stay with you?

Azul pulls you aside and tells you a story about the last time he let Floyd and Jade Leech be in charge of Monsto Lounge work. “It cost more than the budget, and I want to keep my profits in the black. Do you catch my drift, Prefect?” Between the two of you, Azul is indeed the business professional. He sees your scrunching face of hesitation when Azul offers up a deal you couldn’t refuse. “If you do this favor for me, I assure you that every and any mess that comes from those two shall be cleaned and reimbursed.”

“How can I know that you’ll keep that promise?” you ask.

“Oh, (Y/N), you break my heart. You still don’t trust me?”

You give him the death glance.

Azul snaps up a contract in mid air and lets you read every detail to make sure that he wasn’t going to pull the rug under you later.

The evening falls onto Night Raven, and as you finish preparing two guest rooms (unsure if even the boys wanna share a room), you get the expected knock at the door. You don’t expect anything normal to come from these twins, and you’re scared to find out what they’re up to.

Jade thanks you for opening your dorm to them in their time of need. Floyd also thanks you, but as chill as he is, Floyd is the first to make himself comfortable by going into your kitchen to see what you got to eat. This puts Grim into protective mode over his tuna cans (not that Floyd wants canned tuna anyway). This doesn’t become a bigger problem as Jade reminds Floyd to be respectful while they are guests.

“You have to ask permission before you go scavenging like a catfish in someone’s fridge,” Jade explains without an inch of scolding in his tone.

“Yeah, yeah, sorry, Shrimpy. May I scavenge through your fridge?” replies the other brother.

You clarify that you actually have ordered some delivery for dinner, so the tweels can indulge in whatever is on the kitchen counter.

“See, Floyd? When you are patient, you get rewarded,” says Jade with an all-too-pleasant grin.

The tweels thank you as they treat themselves to your offerings. You help Grim crack open a tuna can as they eat, and you can see that Floyd is still moody.

“Aye, Jade. You know what would perk up this dower, old place?”

Jade taps his chin. “Perhaps a bit of music? What do you think, (Y/N)? Would you mind some music?”

You guess that music wouldn’t be a problem, but you soon remember that you don’t know what music the Leech twins have in mind. However, it’s too late to go back on your word because the moment Floyd activates his smartphone, the biggest blast of orchestral jazz explodes from the speaker.

Grim nearly falls off the kitchen counter. You grasp your heart, telling yourself not to have a heart attack in the center of Ramshackle dorm since you and Grim know that the floors aren’t going to rescue you as you fall. The twins are dancing with each other in the living room as if it’s the happiest of times. Maybe that’s a good thing as they have no ill will against Azul. Floyd’s mood is improved by the proof of his loud scat singing. Not even Kalim parties this much at Ramshackle.

“(Y/N), don’t be such a wallflower,” Floyd coxes. “Dance the stiff away!”

Jade stretches his arm, takes you by the hand, and pulls you into the small yet blaring celebration of…Seven knows what.

Grim goes running up the stairs, shouting, “If you need me, I’m gonna protect my ears!” along the way.

Despite your mind spinning, letting yourself loose isn’t such a terrible thing after all. In fact, sharing your dance time with both casually dressed tweels increases the fun. All three of you don’t even make it upstairs for the rest of the night.

[plumbaleena]

Spice Up Your Sim's Calendar with Custom Seasonal Activities!

The Sims is boring AF right? Well, we have to always come up with creative ideas to make this game more interesting and THANKFULLY there are many mods to help us with that! However, you don't always have to have mods to make the game a little more fun, and here's one example of that! Calendar ideas!

🌼 S P R I N G

Calendar day ideas /

🌼 Egg hunt day / set up your calendar to have the cute little bouncy flower bunny come and celebrate while colorful eggs pop up around your home! Take spring pictures, dress in matching outfits and have a picnic outside!

T r a d i t i o n s / Egg hunt, flower bunny

🌼 Spring break / Take a week off with your family to go on a vacation, maybe to the beach, or even the woods for memories to last a lifetime.

T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a vacation or travel

🌼 Spring cleaning / Take time to clean your house, move some things around, get rid of things. Start fresh!

T r a d i t i o n s / Cleaning

🌼 Earth day / Plant some flowers, herbs or vegetables, tend to your garden, pick up trash and maybe go help someone else with their garden too.

T r a d i t i o n s / Gardening, cleaning

🌼 April fool's / Do mischief and silly things to other sims, maybe prank some toilets or buzz some hands, who knows maybe you'll find something about mischief that tickles your fancy.

T r a d i t i o n s / Mischief spirit

🌼 Mother's day / Have your littles make spring crafts for mom, help to make her breakfast, or serve up some tea or lemonade. Head over to her house for a visit if you're on your own and spend the day together maybe even go to the spa!

T r a d i t i o n s / Give flowers, give gifts, tell stories, thankful spirit

🌼 Spring fling/dance / Take your sims to a spring formal where you can dance the night away (preferably not the cowpoke) and dress in light pastels for sweet matching photos.

T r a d i t i o n s / Party spirit, art & music spirit

🌼 Flower festival / Head on over to a flower field, and give flowers to those you hold dear. Spend the day outside enjoying nature or putting a flower crown in your hair and soak in the sun while you take a stroll.

T r a d i t i o n s / Give flowers

🌼 Love/Valentine's day / Take your loved one on a date to a romantic spot you wouldn't normally go. Make sure to enjoy each other's company and no phones allowed! Slow dance under the moonlight, or steal a kiss under the stars. Don't have someone? Make it a gal/palentines day instead! Enjoy spending time with your favorite friends watching movies, having popcorn or even indulging in a pillow fight.

T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a date, [or if single, invite guests], romantic spirit, watch romantic tv

🌼 Daddy/Daughter dance / Take your little princess to a dance she'll never forget. Dress up in matching colors and treat her like she's the queen for the day! Take lots of pictures to forever remember that special day.

T r a d i t i o n s / Art & music spirit

🌴 S U M M E R

Calendar day ideas /

🌴 Father's day / Celebrate good old dad with some summer crafts, a bbq, and a hang out by the pool. Toss a football around, maybe kick back a few EAPA's and have a day to remember with your pops.

T r a d i t i o n s / Bar-B-Que, drinking, give gifts, tell stories, thankful spirit

🌴 Summer vacation / Take a week off with the family to the beach and celebrate the summer while the kids are out of school and enjoy times in the sand, swimming in the ocean, and even catching some fish!

T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a vacation or travel

🌴 Slip 'n Slide day / Take the fun of the sun outside and enjoy a day full of water! Head over to the water park in San Sequoia, or bring it home with a splash pad and water balloons. Spend all day in your bathing suit and maybe even...streak?

T r a d i t i o n s / Water fun, streak? ;)

🌴 Sulani/festival day / Find out when your local festivals are happening for Sulani and/or Mt. Komorebi and visit them on these days to celebrate the culture of the world. You won't want to miss the turtle hatching or festival of lights!

T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a vacation or travel, fireworks

🌴 Summer camp / Have your kids head off to "summer camp" where they can go somewhere off the lot for a week or two and enjoy what it feels like when they're in school! Create a camp for them to attend and bring them back into the house after a week or two, unless they're homesick. Then bring them back sooner.

T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a vacation or travel

🌴 Family camping trip / Head off to Granite Falls and enjoy camping with the family. Really rough it together and only bring tents, bug spray, and some food and water. See who lasts the longest without a comfy bed.

T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a vacation or travel

🌴 Simchella/Music fest / Enjoy Simchella for your sims to head to a music festival in Oasis Springs and have the time of their lives!

T r a d i t i o n s / Art & music spirit, drinking

🎃 F A L L

Calendar day ideas /

🎃 Neighborhood potluck / Throw a party and have your neighbors bring food to share for a neighborhood potluck. Share stories, drinks, and company as the leaves start to change for the season.

T r a d i t i o n s / Invite guests, tell stories, party spirit

🎃 Trick or treating / Bring your littles to a special trick or treat neighborhood where you can enjoy candy and perfect spots for pictures!

T r a d i t i o n s / Spooky spirit, trick or treat, wear costumes

🎃 Day of the dead / Make your departed loved one's favorite foods, dance to their favorite music, talk about them with family members and enjoy the memories you had with them. If you can go visit them, bring a candle or a small token to put at their resting place in remembrance.

T r a d i t i o n s / Remembrance

🎃 Family pumpkin carving / Invite family and friends over to sip cider and carve pumpkins! Set up stations and have a contest, and when they're all done display them at the front door for all of the welcome wagon to see.

T r a d i t i o n s / Invite guests, spooky spirit, sports tv

🎃 Visiting the pumpkin patch / A perfect place to go and take pictures, pick the perfect pumpkin, and enjoy the crisp weather is at a pumpkin patch! Visit the local pumpkin patch for all of this, and more.

T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a vacation or travel, thankful spirit

🎃 Bonfire night / Have a giant bonfire for all of your friends to celebrate the last of warm and longer nights. Enjoy drinks, roasting marshmallows and singing songs while reminiscing about how fast time goes by.

T r a d i t i o n s / Fire, tell stories, thankful spirit

❄️ W I N T E R

Calendar day ideas /

❄️ Welcoming Winter / This day is when there's the first snow! Head outside, build a snowman, make a snow angel, bake a warm pie, or stay inside and cozy up by the fire and read a book. Nothing is more special than welcoming winter.

T r a d i t i o n s / Baking, fire, festive spirit

❄️ Winter holiday / Take a vacation to Mt. Komorebi and enjoy the slopes where you can try skiing or snowboarding for the first time! If you're not feeling adventurous head over to the bathhouse and steam up in the sauna.

T r a d i t i o n s / Go on a vacation or travel, festive spirit

❄️ Winterfest Eve / Celebrate with the family the day before Winterfest. Have a special dinner, sing songs, maybe open a present or two, and have a great evening. Dress in red and green for beautiful pictures!

T r a d i t i o n s / Attend a holiday ceremony, festive lighting, festive spirit, give gifts, grand meal, invite guests, open presents

❄️ Present wrapping/buying / Take a day to go and buy gifts for your loved ones, and make sure you take the time to get something for each person as everyone is unique! Think about checking plopsy, or maybe your little one wants the latest gaming console!

T r a d i t i o n s / Festive spirit

❄️ Go see the giant tree and ice skate / Winterfest is never complete without visiting an ice skating rink or sipping on some hot cocoa while it snows. Take a day to go and see the beautiful Winterfest trees and ice skate to capture the true magic of the season.

T r a d i t i o n s / Festive spirit

❤️ Mods to enhance your calendar /

more holiday icons by littlemssam

random holiday traditions by littlemssam

custom holiday traditions by kiarasims

summer camp by adeepindigo

[dreamweave01]

Given how young they all were when the Golden Order found them, there's going to be an element of normalization with regards to how they perceive their treatment. Shame, then, that the Order doesn't go the even eviler route of actively trying to convince these kids that the experiments are Normal and Good. From what I understand from your answers, the Golden Order simply treats the boys like trash, only going so far as to keep them alive, and the kids are fully aware that this treatment is bad and awful.

But imagine if... they weren't. If the Golden Order was smart enough to fully utilize rewards and punishment i.e. operant conditioning, if they continuously gave the kids the impression that the experiments are Normal and Good, then it wouldn't matter as much how badly the boys got hurt—they'd be blind to the true horrors. It'd take longer for them to catch on, to even conceive of escaping—they might be rescued and react to the outside world negatively, wanting to return from the uncertain unknown to the Normal they know and find comfort in.

Imagine how awful that'd be, if the Golden Order gave the kids rewards for good behavior, if the Golden Order took a parental role in their minds and the kids got attached to their handlers, if the Golden Order messed with the boys' minds as much as it does their powers.

What I'm saying is give these boys cake and you can make their situation so much worse.

OH MY GOD I NEVER THOUGHT OF THAT!!!!!! THAT'S SO FRIGGIN EVIL I LOVE IT!!!!

See, and this is why it's so much fun to share my stories with people. You guys have such great ideas.

I'm totally taking inspiration from this btw. <3

[xjulixred45x]

EEEEE HEYYY!!! Im so happy ur request are open like omg my day has gotten SO much better!

Can I please get a Yandere Platonic Lucifer x Daughter reader? (Blue exorcist :>) As well as Yanplatonic Mephisto with daughter reader. ( blood-related. maybe with both readers growing up and realising how shitty their father is??)

We need more content with them and I loved your previous headcannon about Lucifer so- THANKSVSGFS.

Headcannons please :>>>

MORE PLATONIC YANDERE!! YESSS! and from Blue Exorcist! Thats a Plus! Deal!

Platonic Yandere Mephisto Pheles/Platonic Yandere Lucifer x Daughter! Reader

Genre: Headcanons

Reader: female

Warnings:(here we go) YANDERE BEHAVIOR, PLATONIC YANDERE, kind of infantilization, MENTAL DAMAGE, ISOLATION, Treats of violence, Manipulation, mental issues due all this, Mephisto is a psycho and Lucifer is NOT BETTER, LONG POST, I think is all.

Platonic Yandere Mephisto

He's a very difficult platonic yandere to have because you simply can't take him seriously and he can't take you seriously.

Mephisto is a case in which you know from the beginning that he is a screwed up father, and not in the "trash man" sense but in the sense that he has something wrong in his head and he knows it himself.

He is like the Mad Hatter in several ways. and you are Alice. HIS ALICE.

Don't get me wrong, of course he loves you, you are the Apple of his eyes, although at first he definitely only kept you out of a kind of curiosity to see how you would turn out once you grew up having been raised by him.

Would you be chaotic? His total opposite? A little of both? Maybe like Amaimon? As long as you weren't like Lucifer, he was quite amused by any outcome.

What he didn't expect was growing up to love you very fast. But he was pretty fine with it. Being your "Dad" was interesting for him and he did have fun when he did it.

And precisely although you interacted with him daily while you were growing up, not only did he raise you, but also maids and other services, it is thanks to that that you knew the difference between good parenting and what HE did.

He was not exactly bad at the start, just too chill, too relaxed, he was NOT an authority figure, but more than anything, this am

Although while you were little, there really were no Yandere tendencies other than the standard honestly.

to be somewhat unsettled, that already seemed part of his nature so it went very unnoticed.

That anyone who tried to hurt you would end up DEAD, even just children who pushed you or people who spoke slightly badly to you, was enough.

although honestly you didn't make the connection with your father and this for a long time.

simply because...it was kind of fun growing up with him? Look, the guy is a walking joke, a jester, the older you got, the more he wanted to interact with you, which led to certain pretty nice moments, like amusement parks, having tea, things like that, NORMAL THINGS you enjoy to have with him.

Remember what I said about him being the Mad Hatter and you being an Alice? You can bet he made that an official nickname for you and they even played "Alice's Underground Adventures in Wonderland" many times.

This, along with the fact that you couldn't really take him seriously, was what made you ignore its most deplorable aspects for YEARS.

that only got worse as you grew up.

For example, Overprotection was not as bad as in other cases (ahemahemDAUGHTER OF LUCIFERahem) but it was definitely annoying due to the absolute lack of privacy.

If you go to True Cross Academy, the contrast between your upbringing and that of your classmates is much more noticeable (apart from the fact that now you can notice more when someone you mention that you dislike disappears or something like that)

and when you mention it to your father or seek an explanation, you are only dismissed! as if you were a little child making up a story for his parents...

It is around this time that you realize Mephisto's unhealthy tendencies towards you, even when he tries to use the excuse that "that's how demons love" you know that he didn't used to love you like that when you were little....or rather malleable?

something is wrong with your father and you BOTH know it...

which obviously generated arguments where no matter what you said or what argument you used, he would always dismiss it by saying that he was the adult who was thousands of years old and that he had the last word over you.

All this not without first trying to infantilize you as much as possible, without success, luckily.

and it was... sad for you, because now you couldn't ignore these aspects of him anymore and know that THIS was really what he wanted.

He doesn't want a daughter, he wants an ETERNAL BABY...

He likes the idea of infantilization in the sense that it brings back good memories of when you were little, he wants to always have that and that's why he wants you to continue acting like that (if you are a complete demon it is a PLUS because you age more slowly and he can do it more easily).

another clingy one who doesn't respect personal space, although he will at least stop if you yell at him for a minute without breathing. although sometimes he prefers that you pamper him eg his dog form. don't question it. he's crazy

a great pamperer! Before all this happened, you used to love their gifts or at least they made you laugh because of how strange/extravagant/ridiculous they were, but now they just make you feel bought...

In general, the whole situation of seeing how your father is trash IS difficult.

However, it is not advisable to rebel against Mephisto, believe me, he will use his powers against you and it will be FOR THE WORSE.

I don't think he's above using his time manipulation to make the isolation that much more unbearable and distressing, even using his apparent ability to materialize things to make the experience a living hell for you.

He is simply not willing to accept that he is wrong. Yes you accept that it is morally wrong, but isn't that the fun thing?

You can't believe I'm still taking all of this as a game at this point, but not really, at least not entirely. Yes, it amuses him to see you all angry with him, but if you try something in his SERIOUS eyes he will get serious.

and that is honestly terrifying.

are you trying to escape? now the hallway is an endless loop, and time passes UNSUFFERENTLY slow. Again.

talk bad to him? He will laugh in your face, those things honestly don't affect him. He is already happy knowing that you are whole, healthy and safe (he would like you to be happy too, but hey, you can't do everything in life).

hurt him? Good try but no, you literally won't even land a hit on him, he doesn't find it that fun because you could get hurt, but he'll let you do it until you get tired. the baby has to burn energy after all.

hurt you? Yes, no, if necessary he will threaten to rip your arms off to prevent you from hurting yourself in any way or doing something worse, he doesn't mean it but for a moment he was scared by the possibility that you could REALLY do something like that.

Honestly, it was terrifying to see him so serious about something, ABOUT YOU. You almost thought he REALLY mean it if it weren't for the fact that HE TOLD YOU NO, he even scolded you for thinking something like that about him.

If he can't watch you, Amaimon does, and while he's not nearly as clever as your father, he definitely asks too many questions and eats too much.

When he is the one watching, he tries to talk to you casually, as if nothing happened. If not, try to remember old moments from the past, but really? it only makes you feel worse, you already have to deal with his current yandere tendencies and your little consolation is the good memories you have FROM THE PAST.

And now he wants to stain that little comfort you have because of a childish whim...? yeah, fuck off.

At least he has the decency to meet some of your demands, like entertainment or your favorite foods, who knows, maybe he'll let you out again if he's feeling generous one day. until then....

Platonic Yandere Lucifer

He's a suffocating platonic control freak Yandere, I mean, you can see it by how he has the Illuminati.

but you honestly didn't realize how fucked up a dad he was until you were a teenager.

precisely because Lucifer is a very manipulative and overprotective type of Yandere over you, regardless of how you have been conceived, you are the light of his eyes, the person he loves the most and the one he TRULY wants to keep safe.

I can see him having conceived you with some human or demon to see if he could use you for a cure for his condition, but he became almost instantly fond of you.

paternal instinct? He would have laughed unfunnyly before, but now it seemed very real.

But then he realized all the possible future scenarios that could happen to you. What happens if you end up with a weak body? Or with his illness? you wouldn't be able to defend yourself from the outside world.

Thanks to his paranoia, he ends up raising you exclusively in the Illuminati base, in a fairly comfortable but very lonely life, of course, maybe he lets you interact with the children of some members from time to time, but they are all terrified in your presence and have a attitude of total submission. You are Lucifer's daughter after all.

Also thanks to this everyone continued with the lie in which your father lived, everyone agreed with him, someone as precious and important as you should not leave and risk being devoured by the world.

(Can you imagine the members of the Illuminati's being platonic Yanderes for you too? ☠️ it would be the last straw but very much in character).

You lived a life very isolated from the world, but Lucifer tried to be an affectionate and attentive father as much as possible, to be better than what he had.

There were still good moments between the two of you.

Let's say you are a healthy girl, but you know that your father is not healthy, he lives in constant pain and sometimes they can't even get him out of bed.

So when one of those days happens, you sit near him and read him something that you both liked, that's how you used to spend the afternoons when there was nothing else to do. These were moments that you both treasured.

but at the same time he loves you like a demon, not like a human.

and normalizes any unhealthy attitude he has towards you as you grow up, you grew up thinking that all of that was NORMAL.

apart from the fact that he substantiated all these habits with half-truths and using his own love for you against you.

You know he loves you very much, si for him is easy to fool you (in the begging) to believe he would never do something that would hurt you BULLSHIT

Do you remember when he was more expressive when he cornered Yukio? I can see him doing something similar with you, being more emotional and expressive in order to manipulate you and get his point across.

not go out under any circumstances? The world is a screwed up place with wars and death everywhere, he doesn't want you to die, hun, you need to understand him.

not have privacy? Do you have something to hide from your FATHER? The demon who loves you most in the world and who would sacrifice everything and everyone for you? DO YOU HIDE THINGS FROM HIM? Either way it is impossible with the Illuminati's on every corner. Don't even try.

He is a master of emotional manipulation, but it is also partly because he himself is a little delusional, he believes he is right.

If you end his illness, he will be EVEN MORE obsessive and overprotective (is that possible??), I'm talking about CAMERAS IN YOUR ROOM TO "MONITOR YOU", not EVEN having a door as such, but a glass one, and he can STILL see Lucifer SICKER than in canon because it would make many resources meant to cure HIM go to you.

Even if you only have a weak body, at the slightest discomfort Lucifer acts as if you are going to die. it is not a joke. And besides, he would make you very afraid that the outside would only worsen your condition until you ended up like him.

He makes you a hypochondriac, basically.

At the same time, I don't think you'll start seeing your father's giant Red Flags until you start interacting more with the outside world or with people other than him but tolerate them (eg, Shima).

It's JUST THERE that you start to question everything. almost an emotional breakdown, because it means that there is a whole ENTIRE WORLD that you could have seen, A completely different and NEW LIFE but your father took that option away from you.

That same insensitive and seemingly cruel person is the same person who has loved you from the beginning and who believes that he does everything to protect you.

Do you see what I'm going for? He has a lot of control over you, even if you realize what a shitty parent and person he is, he makes you justify it based on your "good experience" being raised by him.

but I honestly don't think you could wake up from the "good dad" (or minimally decent) trance until the incident with Shima and Izumo.

NOW, I can honestly see Lucifer using Mrs. Kamiki as an example of "what would happen" if you were to get out of his sight (aka DISOBEY HIM), I can see Lucifer in general using others as cruel examples of what could happen. or pass you.

punishments never fall on you. but in other people so that you understand that, this is the consequence of your actions, YOU are to blame for this, YOU caused it because after all Lucifer would never harm you...

In this type of scenario, if you don't give up in, what he calls, the "revelde phase", he will simply continue bombarding you with horrible images or alien deaths until he breaks your spirit, but it won't hurt you one bit, you should be grateful for it. knowing what he can do...

(It's like he doesn't understand that not hurting you automatically doesn't make him a better father or more worthy of forgiveness, but hey, he's a Lucifer Yandere).

If he manages to mentally break you or you give up before then, he's the first to go hug you and comfort you in his characteristic clumsy and rigid way, but it's mostly because he doesn't quite know how to express how relieved he is that "you've come to your senses" and that you two can return to "normal"

But in general, Lucifer tries to remain very patient with you. You can insult him, try to hurt him, it doesn't matter, take out your anger however you need, you won't be leaving his sight any time soon.

He tries to make me see things "his way", explain himself, but the truth is you don't listen to him anymore...why should you? after all he doesn't do it when you CLEARLY want to LEAVE.

He would continue to keep you inside the Illuminati base, but he is not above using more drastic isolation methods to avoid an escape scenario (which he may not believe is possible because now you are always accompanied by a member of the CULT Illuminati's to keep an eye on you. or keep you company).

Something that remains is that when he is very sick, whether out of habit, Stockholm syndrome, or pity for him, you go and read him a story, not as happy and lively as before, but in a way it gives him a new sense of hope to Lucifer.

Maybe he can make you love again like before, to have those moments again where both of you were good. He wants to have hope...

the hope that they can fix everything once the plan is put into motion, that he can FIX YOU somehow. be happy again...

but until then, he KNOWS he can't afford to lose you, even if you hate him, if you fear him, it doesn't matter right now. just don't leave him...

Shares, reblogs, and comments are very welcome!

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New World, Unknown World - Beastars AU

Disclaimer: This story takes place in the universe of Beastars. You could see it as a self insert story, but I prefer to view it as a canon x oc story. I don’t have a good grasp of the manga or the anime, but I’m writing everything based on what I’ve heard. If there are any inconsistencies, errors, or criticism to improve the story, I’ll gladly read them.

Trigger/Content warning: Mentions of death, blood, gore, and swearing/cursing.

The scent of trash invaded my nostrils, which was the first thing I noticed when I was barely regaining my consciousness. It was foul - no, wait, scratch that. It was worse than that. It smelled like the stench of putrid meat that someone just left in their garbage without proper sealing. The kind of odor that would definitely attract any sort of pest and would definitely be breeding grounds for maggots and flies. It smelled just like…

“A fucking butcher dumpster…?!”

Yep, that’s right. Me, [redacted], barely 17 years old fox found myself in the middle of some butcher trash alleyway. Rex knows how long I’ve been here, just inhaling whatever toxins that have been resting in the overflowing trash bags where my body is currently laying on.

“Gross”

As I slowly lifted myself up from the disgustingness I tried to remember how I even got here. If my memory served me right, I had just finished exploring the city’s museum from our class field trip and was walking back to the hotel with my friends, the most lovable yet infuriating twin cats I’ve ever met. My brother was still caught up with his friend trying to find enough information to finish their own report. The last day it was due.

Either way we were walking to the nearest bus stop and… Fuck, what else?

“That’s as far as my memory goes… Did we ever get on the bus?”

Perhaps the bus was too full and I decided to walk back? And then got lost? Somehow?

Doesn’t matter, the important thing is I need to get out of here and find a police officer or a local who can help me. As I walked away from the disgusting alley, a new scent caught my attention. Coppery and… salty? Wait a minute.

“Am I in a fucking market?”

Great, just fantastic. Somehow I got lost and ended in the city’s local market. Awesome.

But it didn’t looked like a normal market for what I could see. There were no stalls for fruit, vegetables or even bread. It was only rows upon rows of… meat stalls?

“Are you serious?” I said to myself, in disbelief from the gory sight that was this market. The stalls had freshly cut corpses of chickens, rabbits, deer, sheep… any herbivore you could think of, it was probably there. But no carnivore meat for some reason.

“… I think I’m going to vomit…”

Rex, this is so disgusting… How can they stomach the smell?! The bloody combination of the corpses with the vendors and the other customers sweat was way too much to bear! And why the fuck where they buying this shit?! It must have so many bacteria and diseases from not being properly refrigerated and treated!

“Oh Rex…” I couldn’t believe what I saw by my right. A black panther was gutting open the body of a goat… with no gloves on! What the hell?! You’re going to maneuver meat like that?! At least clean your fucking station man! I can see the rest of the blood and guts you didn’t bother to clean from the previous batch!

“I’m going to be sick… I need to get out of here…”

I proceeded to advance through the bloody market while trying my best to cover my snout. I might be traumatized from the disgusting sights, but I at least want to save my nose from smelling putrid meat.

As I kept advancing and dodging anyone that got in my way, I accidentally pushed someone and they fell.

“Oh Rex, I’m so sorry! Are you ok?” As I offered my paw to lift them up I noticed it was a pale looking goat who I bumped into.

“Oh… It’s fine…” the goat murmured, but as he glanced up at me, with those somewhat lifeless eyes of his, a small shaky smile rose on his lips “You look hungry young man… would you like some?”

He then let go of my hand to show me his other hand… which was oozing with blood and trembling as I could see he was missing 2 of his fingers…

“What the…”

“It’s ok, don’t worry…” he said, with a breathless voice “They are very cheap… choose whichever you prefer…”

What. The. Fuck. Is this bitch for real?! There’s no way I’m eating some random ass goat fingers! The holes were the rest of his fingers should be must be definitely infected with something by now! And what do you mean ‘choose whichever’?! I can’t eat fucking raw meat! That’s disgusting!

“No. I’m fine.” I tried my best to escape the conversation but the motherfucker wouldn’t let it go!

“Please… they are very good… I can promise you that…!”

“Dude, no. This is weird.” As I backed away from him, he just started to get even closer!

“Are you worried they aren’t tasty…? They taste very good, I swear to Rex!”

I couldn’t take this any longer, I was backed into one of the stalls and the putrid stench of rotting corpses and the goat’s fingers turned out to be too much for me.

“I said no!” I shoved the goat out of my way and quickly left. I started to speed walk, nearly running. I don’t care what happens now, I just want to get out of here!

I could hear the grunts and complains from the other animals around me, but I couldn’t care less. The sensory overload was getting to me and I started to hyperventilate. Everything was too much and too fast. I had trouble breathing. I could feel my eyes watering and a well known pressure started to fall over my body. That sort of feeling like if a huge blanket of despair and sadness was slowly engulfing me, not allowing me to stay calm.

I ended bumping into someone that looked way stronger than me. They gave me look of danger as if challenging me to dare to bother them again. I murmured a shaky ‘sorry’ as O entered another alleyway away from them. Away from the awful smell. Away from the gory sights. Away from everybody.

“Rex… please…” I collapsed to one of the walls and slowly fell down to the filthy floor. But at this point, I didn’t cared anymore. As I slowly made myself into a ball, one thing kept repeating in my head.

I want to go home.

…

I woke up once again. I felt way too tired and exhausted. My body felt heavy and I was hungry.

“Took you forever to wake up”

I could hear a deep voice somewhere within the room I was in. Wait. Where am I? I tried to get up but, again, my body felt like if a truck had hit me. I felt pain everywhere.

“You shouldn’t move too much kid. ‘Less you want to get hurt”

I accepted the man’s advise and just stayed in the bed. Not moving an inch. I at least could move my head and to my right there was a… panda? Oddly muscular, for some reason.

“H-Hi? Uhm… who are you? W-Where am I?”

“Looks like we have a blabber mouth, eh? It’s basic manners to introduce yourself first kid.”

Are you serious? Whatever.

“Uhm… I-I’m [Redacted]… and you?”

The panda was silent for a couple seconds.

“Gohin” Huh, nice name “Now kid, it’s my time to ask questions. What the hell were you doing at the Back Alley Market?”

What.

…

Character profile

Name: [Redacted] (although Y/N, Reader, can also apply)

Age: 17

D.O.B.: N/A

Species: Fox.

Background: Their world doesn't see eating meat as taboo. However, it is considered somewhat of a small luxury.

Extra fact: Swears a lot.

[thesharktanksdriver]

Salt Water Tears

Made this awhile back. I’m not sure it’s it’s good or not but decide to post it anyways cause it’s taking space up in my notes

Poseidon might be out of character but screw it

Warning for abuse, misogyny and murder

Love and hatred are powerful emotions that both the gods and humans alike

It is something that both experience to such a gripping degree

It can lead to both good and bad

Hate can lead to war but also change

And love can lead to something beautiful and can tear down even the mightiest of empires

It’s intriguing how both emotions despite being opposites can intertwine together like a coil

It’s especially to Aphrodite as the blond goddess spies on others love lives for fun

It’s fun to her as she sees as love can either consume and destroy someone from the inside out

Progressing slowly into that coil

Normally she watches over human stories for the gods don’t have much going except for affairs and the once beautiful feeling dying

But there is one tale of love and hate that has always stood out to her

Whether that be for its tragedy of an ending or beautiful start she personally isn’t sure

But whenever it came to the god Poseidon it was sure to be something interesting

And the tragedy of the only person he loved is certainly an example of that

You were born to a small village to a peasant family

In the grand scheme of the world you weren’t special

You didn’t have power or status but you did have one thing many people lacked

Respect for others and nature

Yeah, doesn’t sound like much but in your village where brutes ran wild without so much as a ounce of intelligence or care for anything around them it was a lot

It’s why you always lingered near the beachside where no one would visit

It was the only respite from your family who was already pressuring you to be married off

A fate you wished to evade as long as you could as to keep your freedom

Your mother was a constant reminder of what you feared

A worn down woman, one who felt no love for herself and abided by your hateful father

A man who didn’t know any love for anything but his own pride and image to the other men in the community

To be completely honest it sucked

You wished to have a different fate, to be able to explore the vast open sea like that of legends

Or travel to distant lands you’d heard whispers of

Not being confined to a home and used as an object to satisfy someone else’s desires

So there on that beach you let fantasy reign over your mind

Staring out towards the deep blue ocean with longing

Letting the salty air tussle your hair

Sea foam staining your dress

Picking up shells and feathers from the birds that you feed scraps of food to along with the colourful fish

Picking out the trash that somehow ended up in the water

Saving a few fish in the process

It’s odd but you feel as if the things that most consider just to be food to be your friends

Listening instead of telling you to shut up, that a woman should remain silent and submissive

You envy the fish

It’s yet another day of heading to the beach when you find someone there

Standing amongst the waves is a man

Blond hair that reminds you of the golden sand

Blue eyes that looks like the depths of the sea

He looks at you

You stare back

It’s kinda awkward for a bit as the crashing waves fill in for the silence between the two of you

You take a step backwards and you see him move as well

“I can leave if you’d like? I don’t want to bother”

“Your the one cleaning the beach. Why human?”

At him saying that you can’t help but feel a sense of confusion wags over you but you brush it off

Opting to instead just answer him

“It’s wrong how they treat the earth. it’s the least I can do considering I can’t change them”

He stays silent at that answer just watching you

Trying to see if your lying

But there is only truth, a guilty truth for it being the only thing you can do in this situation

He grunts and walks straight into the ocean

Beneath the sapphire waves as your left dumbfounded at what you just saw

Until realizing that he was likely a god

Specifically Poseidon

What the-

You return to the beach a few days later and find it empty as usual

Despite that you feel a presence occasionally watching you

Not threatening so to say but there

Watching with curiosity as you fish out glass bottles and old bits of torn cloth

It’s not much but you do your part

Along the way you pick up shells and string together small bracelets for yourself

All the while that feeling continues

And this becomes slightly normal until he appears again

This time though he approaches and your left cautiously letting him get closer

He stays a few feet away but it’s significant compared to the last time you met him

Let alone now knowing he’s likely a god or some other type of higher being

Now, you weren’t overly religious compared to a few others in the village that had pledged themself to worshiping the pantheon

But now having him in front of you is kinda having you question if you should go to a temple and pray

“I’m curious of you. Indulge me in this”

Your eyes widen a bit but you nod, soon finding yourself wrapped in conversation with the blond man

Talking with Poseidon is a bit of a challenge at the beginning

He is the epitome of a perfectionist, and rather cold to the point that you don’t know if something is pissing him off

Viewing himself as a perfect being despite how he had some glaring issues

Mainly being his arrogance and pride

But you suppose that’s how anyone would end up with such unimaginable power

But after many days of trial and error you find common ground with him

Mainly on topics such as the ocean and his family

It’s odd hearing myths you grew up hearing come from the perspective of someone actually there

Yet interesting nonetheless especially as you tell him the version you had heard through the grapevine

He seems to find some amusement in hearing the slightly skewered version of events from the humans perspective

Often times adding some snide remark about it that makes you laugh

The way in which you casually roll off the insults to both yourself and your entire race seems to catch his attention

He might’ve been confused, or maybe even angry to an extent but he didn’t bring it up

Especially as you asked of how the ocean worked

Its world and freedom that came with it

You can’t help but try to imagine the pictures he paints of the kingdom he rules

Colourful collections of underwater flora of sorts called coral

Or the deepest reaches of his domain where Apollo’s light can’t penetrate

At some point though it shifts from exclusively asking him things to him inquiring about you and your life

Why you kept coming here in the first place let alone felt obligated to try and keep the waters clean

Especially when in his eyes humans were all greedy and selfish

Nothing but bottom feeding scum

With all that reason it shouldn’t make sense as to why he’s so curious but you don’t comment on it and tell him the answer

From the moment you were born you were created for one purpose alone

Marriage

Before you could even open your eyes your father could see the money he could make off of selling you

Your mother couldn’t care less after being worn down over time

She could barely care for anything anyways when she was focused on pleasing him

Couldn’t even take care of you when you had gotten to the age of being able to walk and make conscious decisions

Leaving you to your lonesome in a place that would eat you up in not time

So with that you focused on survival

Ending up scavenging the forest for extra food to fill your empty stomach

Learning to see nature’s beauty in the process

Finding the beach that you’d come to see as an escape

A real home compared to that empty house full of nothing but violence and the possibility of getting screamed out

Growing up into a beautiful young woman didn’t help in all this

Getting the leering eyes from men twice your age within town

Your father’s greed growing as he realized he could capitalize off this even more

You can feel your freedom slipping away by the days now

Sand through your fingers into the inevitable fate of a loveless marriage to a pig of a man

One who would break you to his own satisfaction

Wanting to see the fire in your eyes be smothered by his own hands

With all that Poseidon asks something afterwards that makes you smile

“I insult you and your face, why aren’t you mad”

“I don’t mind when most of what you say is tinged with some sort of truth. Especially since your the only one who treats me as something other than an object”

During his visits after this he changes a bit

He sits closer to you on the sand

What used to be a few feet separating the two of you now becomes that of a foot

You don’t comment on it out of respect

Especially since the conversations between the two of you become longer

A few times you barely got back home in time to avoid a verbal battle with your father

You couldn’t come to care about that though

Especially as the conversations become more deep

Actual emotion leaking through the cracks and allowing you to see something in him that you hadn’t seen before

Even a few times giving you the honour of seeing a small smile

It makes something in you flutter at that

You bury those feelings though, it was absurd to think of him that way

A god

When your you

So you continue on without addressing it

It doesn’t help that he’s started gifting you stuff as well

Starting off as some pretty shells you craft into jewelry

To strings of pearls he says he wanted to get rid of

It sends mixed messages in your head

Especially since he continues his hating human talk

(Though he notably stops making comments about you)

And it stays that way

A limbo you found yourself pondering about until one night it all changed

The moon hung high up in the dark blue sky as you sit beside the sea god watching waves crash endlessly onto the shore

Foam coming up to gently nip at your toes, something that makes a small smile come to your face

The stars shined within the endless sea that was the sky held up by atlas

Yet another tale the tyrant of the sea had told you of during these taken

As of the moment he weaves pearls into your hair

He’s insistent to do so despite you telling him that it wasn’t necessary

But he is not one who listens often and this is a case of this

“Marry me”

“Huh?!”

Yeah so he just blurts that out

You certainly didn’t expect it, though anything from him is

“Did you not hear what I said? Marry me”

“I understand what you said I’m just confused”

“How could you be confused about what I said? It’s quite simple even for a simple human brain”

You deadpan a bit at that but quickly refute with “I’m confused cause I’m human and your asking that. You know I’m not a god”

“It’s not much of a problem”

“But I’m not-“

“I can make you one”

You go silent at that, watching as his eyes stare down into your own

Emotions bleeding out of those deep blue abyss’s

“Won’t your family be upset?”

“I don’t care”

“B-“

“I said I don’t care. If anything they’d be more confused than anything that I’ve found someone”

“I…” you pause for a moment

You love him, you know you do but your still afraid of being confined away

Loosing your freedom to a person you loved would be worse than that of a stranger

“Would I be able to travel. To see the world even if we are together”

He scoffs

“Of course you can. I’d give you the world if I could”

Whatever hesitation you had melts away

He sees this and holds his hand out

You take it

“Meet me here tomorrow. I will take you away from this place”

You nod, tears lining your eyes as a smile lights up your face

Going home you feel joy for once

Hopeful

Bbbb

When you go home that night your met with your father glaring you down

Before you can even walk through the door he’s yelling profanities

Accusing you of being a whore

That your a disappointment

As usual

Your mother is in the corner, staring yet not intervening even as he grows more angry

More violent to the point your getting legitimately scared

You may be a grown woman but you know he’s stronger

Your entire childhood is an example of that

Words are thrown between the two of you

A haze of anger blinding you as it did him

And then it happens

At first you can’t comprehend what had happened

Your mother screamed and look terrified

And then a pain entered your gut

You look down to see red staining your chiton

Staring back you see your fathers expression

He even seemed surprised by his action

Yet he holds up the blade again

Intent clear as to finish the job, it was too late to turn around now

You run

Bolting out the house and into the darkened streets

Through the old beaten path of the woods

Down into the sandy beaches you found to be a real home

But in that panicked state you found yourself in you end up tripping into the sand

Just by the waters edge as he catches up

The look in his eyes shines with intent

It’s almost immediate that Poseidon feels that something is wrong

There’s something that goes down his spine, a feeling of dread he’d never felt before

And somehow he knows it’s about you

In an instant he’s back at that beach, a place that was just for you and him

Now sullied by the sight of a man holding your form beneath the waters surface

He forgets to breath for a moment before that man is dead

Blood staining the sand as he kicks his disgusting form away

Your dead already

No breath filling your lungs except for the salt water he held domain over

There is no saving you

And that breaks something in him

Gently he takes your body into his arms, water absorbed into your clothes along with sand clinging to you

Those pearls in your hair are still there, glimmering in the moonlight as he holds you close

He destroyed the village

A large sudden wave completely decimating the inhabitants before they could even wake

He held no sympathy

How could he when they had only wronged you your entire life

Perhaps that’s why he hates humans so much

Because in the end they are selfish creatures that drain the light out of anything good

They lie

Cheat

And manipulate just to kill whatever spot of light is left in the abyss of shit they call a world There is no one left to tell the tale of that village

nor any landmarks left to signify it was ever even there

It’s name is only left on ancient maps, most of which are destroyed by time or by his own hand

It’s a petty act but one that is the only satisfaction he can get anymore

He sits alone in his throne room, the other throne long made for you is stashed away

Kept for his eyes alone that oftentimes can’t linger on it for more than a few seconds

He only allows himself to break on those lone nights when the crushing weight of it all come down on him once more

He hates that he cries, a perfect being such as himself shouldn’t do so

Yet you make him do it

A feeble human who had captured his cold heart

Only for it to be destroyed once you are taken

He never talks of your real name, only ever referring to you as “Amphitrite”

No one deserves to utter your name

Not even himself after he failed you

But Aphrodite knows

As does Hades who mourns his brother’s loss

Love and hatred coil around one another

Whatever respect he had for humanity forever died that day, leading him in a downward spiral of hatred

It’s amazing what love can do, isn’t it?

[eyesmadeofpearls]

controversial opinion time the last of us show was fucking dog shit and they added random inclusivity that made 0 sense to look good and get praise. they didn't even bother to set bills area up in a town like the game and instead chose some random house in the middle of nowhere for some reason. I swear I've seen sesame street make a fake city background set better than that lol. they also made him a crazed redneck instead of a paranoid tech savvy for some reason. and they also made his boyfriend die much later in the storyline and might i add in his arms whereas he actually found him strung up in that old abandoned shit hole in game?? not sure why they'd change that. They also had a really toxic relationship, i mean frank ran off with bills battery for crying out loud. And then, when bill cut him down, he spit on his body. it adds heartache and thats what good story telling is all about. Bill didnt go on to get married and he's still alive in game too. sarah was never mixed, she was white because most of texas is white. especially considering they weren't anywhere near the city like austin. if you want black and mixed characters enjoy the ones pre-existing maybe??

instead of adding spores they added ''tendrils'' that spread through.. let me check my notes.. ah. zombies kissing humans. totally realistic everyone! and no, it's not hard to add fake spore effects if shows can add fake dust particles. lets be realistic here.

the storyline was too quick and rushed and they also randomly went from the main plot of "take ellie to the fireflies" and somehow along the way delved into "i have to see my brother and he's missing" which was never a mission in the game??

they missed important scenes that could have all easily been done too. they have the money to create a 1:1 replica of the entire game but they're too lazy. i personally think we need to stop settling for this trash and make actual adaptations and not sorry excuses of one. film making is an art, people should treat it as such. if you personally are fine with this bs because you aren't a diehard fan like some of us, thats cool, you go enjoy that and stop bragging about how you're so normal about the game. other people like myself want to see this do better and if that requires funding for this to happen then so be it.

this is like the whole sonic movie criticism all over again... or like how modern art and architecture is less than what it used to be. stop laziness and be productive! that's all folks

ps this is like trying to make your headcanons canon, do you see how that wouldnt work out?? christ this isn't the last of us anymore this is the remaining amongst us

[hiemaldesirae]

Ok this is my second attempt at this prompt so the writing is probably not that good but what if Vox and Alastor had their first real fight because of Alastor’s treatment of husk bare with me

Vox goes to the hotel to check it out but when gets there he doesn’t see anyone so he just looks around and as he’s looking around he sees a bar and he sees Husk running the bar. Vox gets really excited about this it’s been so long since he last heard from his old mentor not since his deal with Alastor. Vox goes up to bar to finally talk to Husk but something stops him in his track now that Vox is close enough to get good look at him he notices how different he looked his clothes are scuffed and his hair is a mess not to mention his movement are sloppy like he’s constantly tired. Something’s up with husk and Vox will get to the bottom of it if it’s last thing he’ll do. By the time Vox got to the bar Husk had already prepared him his drink the fact that he still remembered what he liked after all these years filled Vox with a warm feeling. The conversation went on for hours both of them telling stories about the time they spent apart as well as the reminiscing about the moments they shared together it felt good it has been sometime since they had last spoken and it felt like no time passed at all it felt so good that husk forgot to filter what he was saying and he ended making an off hand comment about how Alastor’s been treating him now luckily all of the other hotel residents were already asleep because that would’ve been a disaster if they weren’t but still that doesn’t make this any better Vox has always been one of the last things keeping Alastor together so if he left who knows what would happen. Vox hasn’t said a word everything just went quiet it stayed like that for what felt like hours the silence only breaking when someone arrived right on cue Alastor walks in but before he can even say a word Vox is already dragging him into a random room as Husk watches nervously. Vox is smart he knows not to anger the radio demon he’ll be fine right? That hopeful thinking was immediately trashed when he started hearing yelling growing louder and louder so loud infact that the others were waking up even Lucifer came down to check if anything was wrong they all went to Husk asking if he knew what was going on but Husk was too worried really give them a answer the only thing he’s willing to say is Alastor sparking Lucifer to go on a rant . The fighting lasted for a while before Vox opened the door and storming out followed by Alastor who’s missing his iconic smile instead it being replaced by a scowl. Alastor without his smile is unnatural as creepy as his always smiling face is it’s at least somewhat normal once you get used to it but this was just wrong. No one would dare say word all either too scared are unnerved to say a thing “sooo” all except Lucifer of course “trouble in paradise?”

ough. ruh roh.......... trouble in paradise indeed

this is so good nonny. really. Guys. you have to consider writing these out. or at least detail them more to me... please.... i am but a starving victorian child and this is the last thing i will see before my tragic death at the age of 7 (but you can save me by feeding me more radiostatic morsels)

anyway. ahem. sorry i dont know what just happened i think i got possessed by sir pentious- the idea of vox and al's first real fight after they make up being over his treatment of husk is just. you know what thats so real to me. because like radiostatics general (Canon because if its ME writing ill make sure to make them sappy as shit) dynamic is like, ill treat you like shit and youll treat me like shit but in the end you're mine and im yours and thatll never change- but that only applies to THEM. if vox catches al treating his previous mentor (cough father figure cough) like that it is On Sight because first of all, thats HUSK. thats the guy who taught him like basically everything he knows, almost raised him in hell and on the path to being an overlord- and also, does this mean al would pay more attention to torturing husk than he would to vox? because thats just- unacceptable. honestly. so its just so funny if vox like storms out in a fury and whisks husk away to the vees tower or something and profusely ignores alastor and their dynamic gets reversed all because vox learns about the way al treats his thralls (DESERVED)

[obae-me]

(scrambling into your inbox like a small dog slipping on hardwood floors) hi hello !! i'm so glad to see you've returned recently (i've been rereading your masterlist & brainrotting abt upside down so much lately). i was wondering if I could request something about lucifer with an adhd mc? maybe mc feeling like they have to mask around him - since he has such a strong preference for order & peace, and worries that by being their unfiltered chaotic self he'd find them too loud/excitable/annoying/dramatic/too much/etc. or if that's too specific, just something more general abt how he interacts w an adhd mc? i hope this makes sense & isn't too vague ^^" if you're not familiar with the topic or otherwise don't wanna do this request no pressure of course!! i just thought I'd ask; in my head you are the official lucifer expert, i adore the way you characterize him (and how you write in general holy shit i eat up everything you post. good food). either way, thank you for sharing your work with us, and i hope you're having a lovely day/night/time zone <3

Of course I can do something like this! 

Of course, I want to put a mini disclaimer that I don’t claim to be an expert on ADHD, and while I’m going to do my best, I apologize if things don’t quite line up as they should! 

I hope you enjoy, anon, I hope this is along the lines of what you were looking for! And thank you so much for the kind words and praise, you’re so sweet <3

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It didn’t take long to realize that Lucifer would be...a problem. 

It took MC not even a full day in the Devildom to get it in their head that they would have to put all their energy into focusing while he was around. Focus on their expression, on their words, on their actions. Just look at the way he treated Mammon and Levi...They didn’t want to imagine him turning that exhausted fed-up expression in their direction.  

So they followed their rules that they had set in place for themselves for this kind of thing. Stay quiet. Stay still. Stay...”normal”. They didn’t want to have someone else tell them how abnormal they were...it had happened too many times already in the human realm...

Of course, after a while, as they got closer to the other demon brothers, they felt more comfortable with not having to just nod their head and wait till they were prompted to speak. Especially with Mammon and Levi, since it seemed they understood them so well. Who knew Mammon had all sorts of trinkets to fiddle with during classes? And Levi actually encouraged them to come in and info-dump about their hyperfixations without fear of being shut down. 

The other brothers took a little longer to get used to. They all still tended to roll their eyes at Mammon’s short attention span and Levi’s long-winded obsessions, so MC did their best to keep those to a minimum. Even so, the longer they were down there, the more Satan enjoyed listening to their rants about certain stories, and Asmo found it adorable when they kept fidgeting so much, their freshly painted nails were ruined. After all, he could just paint them again! And the twins? Well, Beel really didn’t find any personality frustrating, after all, he loves all of his brothers. Belphie --despite all his teasing-- didn’t really care either. He’d tease them no matter what they were like.

And with Lucifer...he just only seemed to make things worse. 

“Keep your room clean, it can’t be good for you surrounded by so much clutter,” he had told them upon visiting their room for the first time after they’d felt like they finally had settled in...and he had said that after they already spent a few hours cleaning it. It wasn’t good enough. In another instance, Lucifer had asked them to take out the kitchen trash. They agreed to doing it, but then got distracted when Mammon came in to talk to them. The next day, Lucifer was less than pleased to find they had forgotten about it completely. “What do you mean you forgot about it? Why didn’t you go and do it immediately then?” It had been an accident...Sometimes they have to set a timer for these sorts of things. 

They gave up on trying to express themselves around him completely one night at dinner. He was talking about some of his records, and seemed rather pleased about it. Even his brothers were keeping the teasing and noise to a minimum...and MC had to go and ruin it. They had just gotten...excited. They could finally relate to Lucifer with this one thing...and their mouth shared their thoughts before Lucifer was finished...He glared at them. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize I had finished speaking.” He despised being interrupted. MC simply slumped in their seat, trying to hide from sight, trying not to take up space. 

So they pulled away from him. Avoided him. Distanced themselves to keep themselves safe. There was simply no way they’d be able to get along. This was better for the both of them. If he asked them questions, they’d give him simple answers. If for some reason, he asked to do something with them, they would politely say they had other plans. If he tried to come into their room, they would shove certain items under their bed and push all the stray clutter into a junk drawer. And more than that, they would not say a word to him until they were asked. 

Yet...all this work to be “normal”, all the effort to be exactly what he wanted them to be, and it still wasn’t enough. In fact, this new behavior only made him more upset. He could tell they were intentionally avoiding him, and now they’d wounded his pride. 

So he confronted them...and he caught them when they had no more energy left to play the perfect human. 

The door to their bedroom opened quietly. To be fair, he did knock before entering, but the human either didn’t hear it or didn’t respond. They were sitting on their bed in the dark, humming, suddenly putting down their D.D.D. when they noticed him come in. With a quick movement, they tried to tidy up a few things they had on their floor before they turned on a bedside lamp. Their eyes looked dead-tired, and yet they still gave a weak smile, doing their best to be polite. 

“L-Lucifer, I’m sorry I didn’t know you were coming in.” They looked around the rest of their room with a bit of panic. They hadn’t been expecting him. “I was planning on cleaning up in a bit, just trying to...finish a few things.” They kept fidgeting nervously, picking at a loose thread on their comforter. “Can I help you with something?” 

He folded his arms a bit, taking note of the skittish behavior. “It’s imperative that we have a discussion.” 

If that wasn’t one of the most anxiety inducing ways to start a conversation...”O-okay,” they stuttered. “What about?” 

Before he went forward with talking, he pulled out a chair they kept by the table in their room. He dragged it over to be across from the bed before seating himself in it, his legs crossed, hands over his knee. “Your behavior as of late has me concerned.” 

They looked a bit crestfallen, rubbing at their forehead as they thought, keeping their words to themselves. “Okay.” They waited for the lecture, already prepared to just agree with whatever he said. It was easier that way. 

“I can’t help but wonder if it’s from a guilty conscious.” He looked at MC curiously. He couldn’t directly say that being purposefully eluded bothered him. Sure, he was colder than his other brothers, but he was a gentleman, working hard to make sure MC was taken care of. He couldn’t recall doing anything specific to bother them, so he could only come to one conclusion. “Are you hiding something from me? It’ll be easier if you tell me now.”

What were they supposed to say to that? Already he just automatically assumed they did something wrong...They were so tired of this...”I didn’t do anything,” they sighed putting their head in their hands. 

“Then what is it? If you are unhappy with the way things are here, I need a report made to me and Diavolo so we can work on the problem--” 

“I’m the problem!” They don’t know where it came from, once again they said something before they could think about it. It had been a statement lingering in their mind for a while. Realizing they had interrupted him again, they looked down at the ground. “I’m sorry.” 

Lucifer, stunned at the sudden outburst, put his hand to his chest. His eyes narrowed, but he seemed a bit confused. “What do you mean you are the problem?” 

“I can’t be who I am without upsetting you, and I can’t act different without upsetting you either.” They pressed at their temples, eyes almost filling up with tears, but they kept them from falling. “I don’t know who to be around you.” 

He went silent, the facts all falling together as he started to work out what they were saying. “You don’t have to create a false character for me. You don’t think I would prefer your honesty?” 

“That’s the thing, you don’t! When Mammon gets fidgety, you tell him to stop. When someone forgets something, you call them an idiot. When Levi talks about something he’s passionate about, you all agree to ignore him. How am I supposed to be myself when I know I’ll get disappointed looks and weird stares? I can’t help it! I can’t help who I am! I’ve tried! So hard! Don’t you think sometimes I just want to be like other people?” MC felt a bit breathless at the sudden raise of their voice. They calmed themselves, suddenly going silent. They’d said too much now. They had done it again...

Lucifer tightened his jaw. He was used to upsetting people, to making people angry, especially his brothers. He even got a rise out of it most times. But this felt different. He could look at this human and feel their exhaustion. You don’t think sometimes he feels the same? Having to keep up appearances for himself, for his family, for the realm, for Diavolo? If he wasn’t already used to the stress and the pressure, he would more than likely crack too. Yet, this went beyond just simple appearances. He should’ve seen the signs. Now as for what to say...For once he struggled with the words. “I see,” he finally spoke. “And so you’ve been avoiding me out of fear that I would think less of you?” 

“You already do,” they muttered. 

If there was anything that bothered him, that would be it. He tried to collect himself. “Please, do not assume.” He emphasized the word but kept his tone level. “This is the first we are discussing this, no? How would you know what I feel if you did not ask me directly?” 

MC rubbed their hands together anxiously before tucking them under their arms. “I guess...I wouldn’t.” 

“Correct. I think you misunderstand my frustration with my brothers. It’s not necessarily when Mammon can’t sit still that makes me upset, it’s when his hands find themselves in pockets or places they shouldn’t be. Levi’s obsessions can tend to drag all the rest of us into situations we didn’t ask for. Can you recall when he had all of us wake up in the early hours of the morning so we could all enter into this contest of his? We were all up for hours. Everyone had a test that day. It affected everyone.” Sure, he wouldn’t deny he was harsh on his siblings. They were also demon after all. Powerful beings require more powerful reprimands, but...he could see where they were coming from...and perhaps some of the blame did lie with him. “I do appreciate personal control. I think it’s important to know where our weaknesses lie and work on them for the betterment of ourselves and others.” He uncrossed his legs and leaned forward, his elbows on his knees. “That being said, living as someone you are not is not healthy for anyone. Wouldn’t you agree?” 

MC hesitated, surprised at the direction this conversation had went in. Perhaps they too misunderstood him. “Y-yeah.” 

“You are not required to like me, but anything that causes a detriment to your life down here needs to be addressed. So, I would hope, that if something bothers you, you come talk to me about it. Understood?” 

MC simply nodded. 

Lucifer sighed a bit, swallowing some of his bitter pride. “And I, on my end, will work a little harder into understanding you better. So we can prevent misunderstandings like this from happening again.” 

“Al-alright.” It was strange having this sort of heart-to-heart with Lucifer. Not disliked mind you, but...strange. 

“Also, if there are things you need help with, or resources that would assist you in your day-to-day life, I will work with Diavolo to provide them for you.” He tilted his head, wondering if the human was listening to him, taking in his words. Perhaps he needed to be a bit more direct. “Look at me. Look at me,” he gently ordered, waiting till MC got over their struggle with eye contact to glance up at his face. “I do not harbor any disapproval of you nor do I believe Diavolo to make any mistakes. So, let us both make it through the rest of this program keeping that in mind.” 

Their nerves seemed to let up a bit. Who knew Lucifer could give a decent pep talk? He didn’t outright seem like an uplifting man, but MC supposed that there was more to him that they also didn’t understand. “Okay. Thank you, I...appreciate you talking to me about this.” 

“I have a lot more patience when I know I’m speaking with someone who will take the time to listen.” Lucifer almost smiled a bit, straightening his posture again. “Now, I do believe there was an unfinished conversation I owe you. Do you happen to remember what you were wanting to talk about the other night at dinner? You never did get to finish.” That was his version of an apology, for now at least. Maybe later when they knew each other better would he give his full apology. For now, getting to see the smile on their face and meet the not-hidden MC was enough. 

[olliandre]

I’ve reblogged many posts about this already, but I still want to convey my own thoughts, because I simply cannot make peace with the ending. Although I’ve got issues with many things, this time I just want to talk about Mhok getting the worst treatment despite being the best character in the show.

To be honest, I saw the signs that his relationship with Day is not the best quite a long time ago, I simply chose to ignore it because I was so enchanted with the show and liked it so much. For me, the story started to be f*cked upon quite early, when the August plot began. Everything before was beautiful, since we’ve seen Day and Mhok getting to know each other better, opening up to one another, understanding the other better. Although it was Mhok who especially changed a lot for Day, supporting him in every way, I still found it endearing, since Day was in this fragile situation in which he needed someone to be there for him, help him find the light. It was so heartwarming, seeing him gradually open up to Mhok and trying new things out. I loved that for each other, they were both just normal people, Day with his vision impairment and Mhok despite being in prison. I could feel that they started to share this unique bond, that they felt things for each other. So, getting to know that Day actually likes August, felt surreal to me. They built this tension between Day and Mhok just to throw it to the trash bin.

Yes, thanks to Mhok Day could challenge those feelings and people from his past. Yes, Mhok was really important to Day and he couldn’t imagine his life without Mhok at that point. But. Was that really necessary though, to bring August in? I understand the intention that there are lots of people who pity those with life situations like Day’s, how bad it is, and that they wanted to show that Mhok is different. But. Was that REALLY necessary? They could have just showed that Day realized he didn’t really have feelings for August anymore, that Mhok took his place somehow. Day realizing how August treated him, in contrary to how Mhok was to him. They could show August pitying Day and Day getting angry and hurt over it. They didn’t have to go for what they chose. And when Mhok kissed Day after August turned out to be an asshole, it seemed so rushed, the kiss didn’t feel earned and it wasn’t satisfying at all. They made Mhok take advantage of Day while he was being vulnerable and then forcing himself on him, instead of being his safe-space like he was and still should.

I followed the show nevertheless, even if this plot point disappointed me. I wanted to see Day and Mhok together. When Day was putting this wall between them, with Mhok still flirting, it was such an imbalance. Up from this point, the show decided that to the very end it will be Mhok begging for Day’s affection, not the mutual relationship in which both sides cares about each other equally. I know that Day really started to love Mhok and I adored the rainbow scene in episode 9, because it gave such a good message of seeing without seeing, that you don’t need your vision to see things, and you don’t need to be with people who aren’t in this world anymore to be close to them. It felt like both of them grew in their own ways thanks to each other’s presence in their life. But even if Day loved Mhok, it doesn’t mean he treated him the way he should.

It was always Mhok caring about Day, being considerate of his feelings, forgiving everything and making a real effort to be close. While watching this, it just screamed to me that it was Mhok who loved more and tried more. Day, on the contrary, when Mhok made this one mistake, instead of cooling off for a few days and talking again in order to understand each other’s perspectives, like people in relationships would normally do, JUST BROKE UP WITH MHOK ON THE SPOT. For me, it showed just how shallow his love for Mhok was, to cut him off like this, instead of trying to work things out. Mhok has always been the person who encouraged him to be independent and helped him in not being as reliant on other people as he was in the past.

Yes, Mhok was a bit overprotective and liked to baby Day since their relationship started off from being a caretaker, but I have never once felt that Mhok pitied Day. He was the only one not feeling pity for him actually, the one who believed in him and encouraged him. It was so weird to me that Day could have even thought about Mhok pitying him, especially because he knew about Mhok’s trauma. He should have understanded him better, after all the time they’ve spent together. He should have had those second thoughts about his impulsive decision after thinking for a while. I’m so enraged by the fact that this one time when Mhok wasn’t perfect, when he got problems and needed Day’s support, when it was finally Day’s turn to make an effort in the relationship, Day just ended it, making Mhok this bad person who hurt him terribly. He’s hurt Mhok multiple times before, but Mhok has forgiven everything, forgotten everything. It reminded me of just how young and immature Day was.

But it wouldn’t be as bad if Day grew up after the time-skip and realized his mistake. If he apologized to Mhok that he couldn’t do better at that time, because deep down he was still a kid and he was going through a lot. If the writers couldn’t make him try to make it up to Mhok, they could have at least made him admit that his reaction too was wrong back then. But no, Mhok was pathetically begging Day to take him back instead, bugging him even after being refused to multiple times, apologizing and saying it was all his fault. Just how much Mhok can forgive Day, be the bigger person over and over again? This is going way too far and honestly, the way writers’ decisions cause him to treat Mhok, just made me dislike Day in the end. I’m aware of Day’s age, aware of how bitter and angry he was, I’m aware of his issues, that he couldn’t deal with that. I don’t blame him for that. What I blame him for, is that he didn’t actually grow in the end.

And don’t get me wrong, I loved Day and wished him the best from the beginning to end. I was hoping he and Mhok could work their issues out, mature and learn the healthy way to go about their relationship. However, after the story concluded, I’ve just realized how unlikeable Day could get at times and that the writers didn’t try to fix it at all. He was lashing out at people and didn’t feel guilty about it, I think he’s never apologized once, was always taking things from Mhok and didn’t give anything other than his very own presence in return. Even in the end, he couldn’t tell Mhok that he’s handsome. Just this small thing! And the fact that Mhok replied: „Fine. But I still love you” concluded everything they had from the beginning to the end.

I’m gonna be honest. If the writers wanted things to look this way, they may as well just let them live their seperate lifes. This is extremely unhealthy and I’m disappointed, so, so disappointed that the writers decisions basically smashed not only Mhok's, but also Day’s character in so many ways. Because yes, Day is also a victim of the script and I’m truly sorry they did him this dirty. Every character development writers had for him was trashed without a second thought.

[la-squadra1234]

👀 may I know your HeadCanon for yandere hxh characters please ? If you have ideas of course

Of course I only have a couple ideas for a couple characters, so there are not going to be that many unfortunately, but if I think of something for another character along the way, I will definitely add them on!

Thank you so much for requesting!

Full credit to la-squadra1234

Feitan-

He would definitely be your stalker

If you are dating anybody or seeing anybody, he will kill them immediately and he will do it in the most gruesome and gory way possible and he will make sure that you see it as well

Chrollo-

He would just make it quick he would kidnap you and lock you in a room where you cannot leave it just wouldn’t be possible

He wouldn’t hurt you, but he would check up on you every hour and he would be sure to bring you delicious food (not like it matters because you’re kidnapped and the food is all stolen anyways)

Hisoka-

Of course he would kidnap you, but first he would want to show you off a little bit so he would ask illumi to help him kidnap you (even though we all know damn well that he does not need the help)

He will constantly tease you and be a bitch and annoying, but he will eventually stop (have fun though, because it will be a hot minute before that ever happens)

Nobunaga-

If he sees something that he wants, he will take it immediately especially if it’s a person and if it has nothing to do with the phantom troupe, it’s even better for him because he does not have to ask for approval by chrollo or feitan depending who is boss at the time

 He will definitely treat you as well as he possibly can but if you piss him off, there is no promises that he will not hurt you

Uvogin-

The moment that he lays eyes on you, he would abduct you immediately you were definitely never see the light of day again unless you are with him

 Again, he would treat you very well, but of course, it would be some thing with the occasional tease, and it would be pretty hard to piss him off, at least to the point where he would hurt you

Illumi-

He would kidnap you and leave no trace of you. You basically disappeared off the face of the Earth and he would be sure of that

You definitely wouldn’t get treated well but you would get to be in his room and the butlers would have to treat you well and you would get good food

But he’s definitely not treating you well and of course his brothers aren’t any better or should I say brother if you know which one I’m talking about😭

Silva-

He would also make sure that you disappear off the face of the Earth and of course he would leave. No trace of you completely undetectable by anybody.

He would definitely be nice to you and allow you to stay in his room and all of that nice stuff and he would also keep track on what is going on in your family like if there’s a wedding going on, he would tell you about it if somebody’s having a kid he would tell you about it he is nice enough to not hide things like that or keep it away from you

That’s it for today everybody I hope everybody enjoyed this as much as I did this took a bit actually normally it only takes me about 10 minutes to make a story but this took me like 20 to 30 minutes, so yeah it took a while

Almost as long as my Christmas specials Oh and btw do not go looking for my Christmas special. It’s bullshit seriously, do not. I will literally cry🫡

Any of my stories that weren’t requested are just trash, straight up trash at least I have gotten better along the way, but like oh my God don’t even get me started on my JoJos bizarre adventure scenarios. Those are literally the worst out of all of them

Anyways, I will see everybody in the next Post bye now!

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Ruggie Bucchi Bloom Birthday Personal Story: Part 3

"Happy Birthday"

(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3

[Savanaclaw Dorm – Birthday Party Venue]

Rook: Ah, how time flies when you're having fun. This is the last question.

Rook: “How do you spend your days off?”

Ruggie: My day off, hm… I mean, I don't really have many restful days, so, I dunno.

Rook: Oh, is that so?

Ruggie: Most days I got Magical Shift practice or matches, so…

Ruggie: ANY TIME I DON'T GOT THAT, I WANNA CRAM AS MANY SMALL JOBS IN MY DAY AS I CAN!!!

Ruggie: I'm pretty busy with my classes, so I can't do any long-term jobs, so for now, I'm basically doing one-off jobs down at the town at the foothills.

Rook: Wow, you do stay busy. But, I'm sure there are times that you are unable to find a job that suits your tastes, no?

Ruggie: Whenever that happens, I usually do odd-jobs for my dormmates, classmates, or clubmates.

Ruggie: They don't really pay good, but… Sometimes they'll treat me to a meal, or give me random stuff I find when I'm cleaning up.

Ruggie: And when I sell those things, I can make a good chunk of change. One man's trash is another man's treasure!

Rook: Très bien! Not only do you have an abundance of work experience, but you also care for the environment. I'm impressed!

Ruggie: Uhhh, I don't think it's anything that great, but… Uh, whatever.

Ruggie: Ah. But the other day, I didn't do any kind of part-time or odd-job, instead I went down to the town with few of my clubmates

Ruggie: After morning practice, we flew down on brooms. Basically, it was supposed to be my pre-birthday celebration.

Rook: To see such friendship forged through the trials of your club activities… Beauté! Such a beautiful relationship.

Ruggie: I mean, it's not like were always hangin' out with each other like best friends or anythin'. But, sure…

Ruggie: I guess I was happy enough that they were doing this as a return gift, or in return for doing their club chores.

Rook: You do look happy. What did they give you?

Ruggie: First, we did lunch. I had them treat me to the most expensive meal on the menu at the hamburger shop.

Ruggie: After that, we just kinda wandered the streets, lookin' at all the special sales they had going on…

Ruggie: And just as we started getting' kinda thirsty, we stopped at this pretty popular café.

Ruggie: It's not a place I tend to even think about going into, 'cause a drink costs close to 1000 madol, but…

Ruggie: If someone's treatin' me, then that a whole different story! Maaan, that sweet café au lait with all that whipped cream on top was sooooo good.

Ruggie: They blended the coffee, milk, syrup, and the ice into one smooth drink…

Ruggie: It was totally perfect for a slightly humid day! I also like that I can drink the whole thing without leaving anythin' behind.

Ruggie: Normal drinks'll leave ice in the end, so it kinda loses its good taste, tho.

Ruggie: But there's no way I'd be drinkin' that special drink if I had to pay for it. I wanna drink it again sometime, on someone else's dime, of course.

Rook: Fufu, it seems that you received a wondrous present.

Ruggie: I got tons, like candy-coated fruit, or bread that was stuffed with pasta and the like…

Ruggie: And a bunch of other stuff, all for free. I even got some snacks to take home, so it was awesome!

Ruggie: I had an amazing day and I didn't even need to spend 1 madol. And today, I'll be able to eat my heart out at the feast later…

Ruggie: Birthdays are the absolute best! Coming here to Night Raven College really confirmed that!

Rook: Reluctantly, I must say… We've made it to the finale. Ruggie-kun, please accept this broom.

Ruggie: Thank you! I don't really know much about flowers if I can't eat 'em, but these look kinda tasty. They got a nice color reminds me of baked pastries.

Ruggie: But man, this looks real fancy. I wonder how much it'd fetch if I sold it… Haha, I'm just kidding!

Rook: I'm relieved to hear you are only joking. This bouquet has a warm and gentle ambiance. Please take good care of this as a memento of today.

Rook: Now, Monsieur Dandelion. TAKE TO THE SKIES ALONGSIDE THIS BROOM OF YOURS!

Ruggie: Yeah, yeah, gotcha. 'Kay, guess I gotta show 'em what I got.

Ruggie: Only a little bit more 'til I get to go to the party I've been waiting for. Gotta fly hard so I'll be ready to eat at the feast!

(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3

[no-m4gic]

Hello dearest I'm back hehhe

Idk how to call you so I'll just call u no magic :⁠^⁠)

It's me again Ik ik I'm annoying but omg I adore Ur writing like Ur my fave on the app rn so I was thinking maybe if you write angst to fluff argument scenario for byakuya!? I mean u don't have to since Ik some plp aren't comfy w that do if u aren't u can just write some general headcanons lysm have a nice day cutiepie

omg angst yes thank you plasma also you can call me sitaya :) thanks for your suppport <33

i have no idea what you want the argument to be about so i just went to watch msa rich people stories

also i found out how to turn on dark mode yyyay!

i spilled noodle soup on my shirt while writing this damnit byakuya give me your money to buy some gucci and a new washing machine

warnings ;; angst obviously, abuse, hitting, yelling, dramatic flashbacks, mentions of drugs

~mod sitaya

COMFORT // BYAKUYA X GN S/O

you heaved a sigh, listening your husband, the almighty byakuya togami, insulting one of his new servants for *accidentally* spilling some champagne on his top. you were just waiting for togami to finish his whole dramatic scene and tried not to think about the havoc going on right next to you. at least he wasn't yelling at the servant.

well since you've heard byakuya throw spiteful comments at servants several times, you knew how long this would go on for. your mind was protesting you tell togami to stop being such a bratty bitch despite already knowing the result you'll receive. "s/o. this is my business, stay out of it,". you've heard it thousands of times, and you don't want to hear it ever again.

you were zoned out until you heard those words. "you know what? you're fired, get out of my face you plebian," you turned to look to your side, only to see byakuya shooing the servant away. it looked like she was crying, too.

even though this was normal on his part, it definitely wasn't anything good on yours. how heartless of him to just send someone away for an accident and start casually sipping your coffee, right next to your partner too.

"hey dude, that wasn't cool. she was apologizing, you didn't HAVE to fire her... plus you could just wash the champagne out," you said, in your calmest demeanour. "she deserved it. what am i even paying her for if she's just going to ruin my belongings," wow. way to go. "just because you think she and almost everyone are under you doesn't mean you can treat them like trash!" byakuya set his coffee down and turned to you, giving you that all-so familiar leave-me-alone face. "if you want to side with her, how about you go chase after her and go apologize for your husband's behavior since he doesn't want to,"

"well maybe i will- and leave your hellhole of a mansion!" you got up and stormed away to your room. byakuya just shrugged and continued with his extra black and bitter coffee, you'd get over it and wear yourself out eventually.

after locking the door, you flopped onto your queen-sized bed and buried your face into the fluffy pillow, unable to tell if you wanted scream, cry or both. well, your hunger kept you distracted from your emotions... and your emotions kept you distracted from your hunger. you were tempted to grab something to eat, but you didn't want to see your husband's face right now.

you woke up to the sound of banging on your door. this... wasn't your room, were you even in byakuya's mansion anymore? it wouldn't be possible that he'd drugged you since you never ate or drank anything nor would it be possible that he or his workers carried you elsewhere as you were a light sleeper.

your thoughts were interrupted by screaming and crying. there was a painful silence before you heard something being thrown across the room and a cry before everything turned silent again.

scanning your surrondings, you immediately realize this was your old room when your eyes met a picture of you, your mom and your dad. you knew what was happening behind the door of your "room". not wanting to see or find out if your theories were true, you hid under your ragged blankets, trying to fall asleep again, hoping this was all just a bad dream.

your eyes flew open as you gasped, sitting up from your bed. your actual bed. it was all just a nightmare. a flashback. after a while, somebody started softly knocking on your door. you hated yourself at that moment for hoping it was byakuya just coming to check on you or something.

getting up to unlock the door, you passed your vanity mirror and saw you were pale, sweating and shaking. grabbing the door handle, you used all the strength you had to pull it open, revealing who you'd hope to be behind the door. your husband. "byakuya-!" you jumped onto him to hug him.

"yeah yeah, hi. i just came here to apologize for... this morning," he hugged back, with his same disgusted face. you knew he's just like that whenever he received affection, though. "so, what happened- you're all sweaty and stuff," he gently pushed you away and folded his arms, looking down (or up if you're somehow taller than daddy long legs) at you.

"it's nothing, just a bad dream," with him around, yea, you felt better, but to say you've recovered fast would be an understatement. "hm. alright," he gave you a suspicious look before turning back to where his room was, but not before announcing something you've been wanting to hear for so long. "also, since you wanted to, we're going to disneyland."

DISNEYLANDDD sorry if it's short! i rushed the ending slightly so uhm it might not have *fluff* fluff, but i tried to make it as wholesome as possible :,)