#not like i go outside often anyways lmfao

[funyiipp]

Wahoo! Reference sheet. (I chose the name Wallerius because I just looked up 'names that start with Wall' and liked how that one sounded. I think it fits this version of the little guy.)

Uhhh something, something Dreamscape Julie (Juliette) THAT'S RIGHT YOU GET TWOOOO ART PIECES TODAY.

(you should feel special)

Also, uhh. I feel like I should reiterate so people know: If you make art of my AU you're going to have to tag me because my ass will NOT see it otherwise. I do not get on Tumblr often outside of posting and check my notifications only at 12:00 AM (EST) and whenever I wake up the next morning. Lmfao.

Anyway, BYEEEEEEE!!!!

[lynxgirlpaws]

Thinking about that time I went downtown and saw these lmao

[dandyshucks]

okay so. i am catsitting again (last day of it actually unless they get delayed Again LOL) for the neighbours so I'll have a little more money coming in.... what if.... i use this catsitting money from both times.... to buy pkmn su/mo..... esp since my therapist said i should DBDHDJL

I JUST DONT KNOW WHICH GAME TO GET. I don't think I really have a preference btwn sun and moon, but the main struggle I'm having is deciding btwn the regular games or the "ultra" versions.... because the storyline changes a bit btwn the two guess? maybe I'll just see how much money i end up with at the end of the catsitting, but i think i can probably afford ultra if i decide i want to take the dive on it.... HMMM

also here's the kitty cat :3 I sat outside w him yesterday for like a full hour bc there was another cat (an impawster...) randomly in the yard and I was fascinated by the way the two of them were reacting to each other djdksl cat behaviour is always so interesting to me !! i would've stayed even longer but i had a psychiatrist appt on the phone that i had to skedaddle home for 😔

[lylahammar]

Hi ✋ I have a little Marcille theory/headcanon (which honestly could possibly be canon) to share

I often see people characterizing her as the person who wears inappropriate clothes to a hike, like the girl who doesn’t know how to handle herself outdoors. And I always thought, why is that?? She’s shown to have been kinda an outdoorsy kid

I still think that characterization that people give her is incorrect BUT only partially. I was thinkin about it more and I think that Marcille is a reformed agoraphobe. She grew up playing outside all the time, until her father died and her mother said the worst thing possible to her daughter dealing with that trauma lmfao

Marcille became terrified of death, not just for herself but for others. I’ve seen people joke about how her early life timeline doesn’t have much on it, and I know part of that was because her backstory hadn’t been revealed yet when the adventurer’s bible was written so it was avoiding spoilers, but also. Maybe she actually didn’t do much before going to magic school?

When she met Falin, she was confronted with a kid who was just as, if not probably more outdoorsy than she was as a kid

And she actually got panicked by it! This interaction reads at first like Marcille being a prissy nerd who doesn’t go outside ever, which is why I think people often mischaracterize her that way, but it reads a lot different when you realize she actually used to be outdoorsy herself and is just a (probably recently) traumatized girl with a horrible fear of anyone around her dying

Anyways, it’s very clear that Falin’s carefree attitude and podunk knowledge helped her get past the worst of her fears, and now Marcille’s able to travel and go on adventures again. Which, again, makes their love hit even harder. And also the terror Marcille feels at the idea of Falin dying. Top yuri couple of all time moment

[hellodaekko]

Shaw Pack headcanons bc :3 i wanna. A lot are of darlin bc i love them but i try my best to include more than that!!!!

Darlin is a couple years younger than The Boys(tm) so they were coddled a lot (most of it just annoying brotherly teasing more than coddling)

Milo and Darlin are cousins! Milo played the good kid around their parents growing up and it peeved them off so bad LMFAO

Asher was sooo a skater kid and Darlin definitely picked up skating because of him (as you can imagine, they had a knack for bruises and sprains trying to do tricks wayy out of their paygrade LOL)

Of the three boys, David was the most protective of Darlin so if they ever got hurt he was the one walking them back home

Milo’s growth spurt hit before any of the other boys, David was the last one to hit his (we all know how this plays out for them LOL)

When he was younger, David looked more like his mom than his dad, but as he got older he began to look more and more like Gabe

David has a freckle on his wrist that matched one his mother had

Milo and Marie are damn near identical but he has Colm’s eyes and it’s enough to tick him off on a bad day

Asher and his sister, Madelyn, have vitiligo. Asher’s reaches up all the way to his scalp so he’s got splotches of white hair from the lack of pigment

All of the listeners are a very good group of friends, but between the four, Babe and Angel are besties while Darlin and Sweetheart are besties

Look at me. The listeners flirt with each other all the time IDC argue with the wall!! Babe is more in the lane of cute, sweet compliments, Sweetheart is a step above that being a little more overt with pet names while Angel is like shameless about it. Darlin doesn’t usually initiate but whenever Angel cracks a joke about them looking good Darlin will start flexing their muscles very obviously and go “Who me? 💪🏽💪🏽” LMFAOOO

Sam is constantly bringing a small gift whenever he’s invited to someone’s home “Its the polite thing to do” he says

Angel knows how to cook just fine they just haaaaaaaate doing it. It stresses them out so badly because its a lot to focus on if it isn’t a simple recipe, and they usually move to make something to eat while they’re hungry instead of planning ahead for whatever meal of the day it is.

I like to think Gabe had a soft spot for Darlin when he was alive, he was pretty similar to how they were when he was younger

Sam doesn’t usually participate too much in the Mates group chat outside of confirming plans. The first time he sends a funny image the others lose their minds

Sam is a sucker for all kinds of animals and actively has to fight the instinct to bring one home with him. When he was a kid he loved looking around for bugs and occasionally he’ll record a video of him holding one and send them to Darlin

Babe grew up with reptiles as a kid! They want to get a snake but haven’t gotten around to it yet

Darlin was a crybaby as a kid but they always tried their best to contain it. Living embodiment of the ☹️ emoji from trying to bite back tears

After getting married, Angel’s knack for taking David’s work shirts/hoodies increases tenfold “its got my name on it now >:]”

Babe is a bit of a picky eater, Asher orders pizza so often that they’ve gotten sick of it but they won’t stop him from ordering anyway

Sweetheart will occasionally phase cloak through a hug to mess with Milo (the sensation freaks him out)

Gabe’s wolf form is almost pitch black with a white spot on his chest, his wife’s was a dark rusty color

Gabe and his generation of pack members were certainly big but the kids ended up much larger than any of them anticipated. Even Milo, who’s smaller than his peers ended up a little bigger than his parent’s forms.

Gabe ADORED Sweetheart, they got along like old friends. Sweetheart was the type to chat up their friend’s parents growing up to make a good impression (it stressed Milo out like no other to see his mate act buddy buddy with his Alpha of all people)

Darlin’s wolf form is riddled in scarred scratches and bite marks. Their lip and eyebrow are scarred, one of their ears was ripped to shreds, and their tail was damaged so badly most of it became necrotic and fell off, they’ve just got a little bobtail. After the inversion, David’s wolf form loses a good chunk of his ear opposite to Darlin’s. “We kinda match now lol”

Darlin’s first pack run after returning to Dahlia is cathartic for them. They stay outside in their wolf form for hours after the run.

Sam dyed his hair brown after running from Mont Blanc. He grows it out a little around the time he meets Alexis but goes back to brown after his turning. He’s now fully back to his dirty blond :]

Sam has a small photo of his grandmother on his nightstand with a small candle burning next to it. Darlin makes sure to light it for him if they’re awake before he is

Angel has a tattoo on their ankle for their cat from when they were still with Michael. Its of the M pattern on their cat’s forehead

Milo is the type to avoid a show or game if people bug him enough about starting it. He doesn’t even think he wouldn’t enjoy the contents, but it triggers something in him to be defiant about it unless Sweetheart sits him down to watch it

Darlin will steal bites off of the boys’ plates if they’re out eating with each other. Asher does it back with a smile, Milo will whine like a baby about it, and David will just smack their hand away (they just laugh when it happens)

Christian has a REALLY bad gag reflex. Asher will pretend to make a gagging sound to make Christian dry heave

[mqriuss]

05 | Now playing: Over And Out / Look Here

from 'bad girls that haven't been caught' series

note: highkey projecting myself onto rindou in this chapter and the next LMFAO like this is literally how i am with a crush

playlist | series masterlist | divider by adornedwithlight

this sucks. everything about this sucks.

rindou had no idea he'd feel sick just from looking at you, but you weren't exactly the reason. it's fumio. he shoots lasers into his figure every time he sees the both of you in the hallways, bickering like you always do—except this time he knows what the two of you really are to each other. don't even get him started on the way you'd write notes on a paper, crumple it and throw it in his direction playfully, watching as he smirked before doing the same.

the icing on the cake was that everyone in the classroom actually ships you two. they have for a while now, but to that, you always answered, "ugh, i'd never date fumio."

"in her dreams," fumio would say.

"i never dream of you," you'd shoot back.

and rindou knows that you're aware of the pissed look on his face, but you sure are good at ignoring him now that your boyfriend was giving you attention. when did you even start dating? do you even like him all that much?

rindou hates that he can't compare himself to fumio. ultimately, fumio is the guy you talked to more. outside of academic rivals, you were basically friends. but you and rindou? what even were you to each other besides classmates? he's always had a crush on you and thinks you're cool, but you two never really spoke before that homework incident.

he just doesn't understand what's going on. one day, you stop meeting up with him after school, then he finds you with your academic rival. you then proceed to tell him that you're dating said academic rival, and all of a sudden rindou's invisible to you.

why was your relationship with fumio a secret, anyway? it's not like you'd get any disapproving looks. your parents would probably love for you to have the perfect boyfriend—tall, handsome, educated, straight As, athletic, perfect attendance, won countless medals and trophies, has a good reputation among teachers, dark hair and not a single tattoo on his body.

rindou lets out a sigh. as much as he hated to admit it, he's got nothing on fumio.

the lyrics to the love song playing in his earphones only add to his misery, and he has to resist the urge to delete the playlist he made dedicated to you. instead, he makes a new playlist with different songs. he's going to move on for sure.

-

here is ran's guide to moving on from a girl who doesn't like you back!

1. stop making playlists of her. even if it's full of sad and angry songs, they're still playlists about her.

2. stop showing up just to see her, you already skip class often anyway.

3. stop wearing flashy jackets to school to get her attention, she doesn't give a fuck and you look stupid.

4. try cleaning your damn room for once to distract yourself from thinking of her.

rindou had failed to follow the guide. days passed and he has made five playlists about you, his attendance is perfect just to see you (which scares even the teachers), he is barely even wearing his uniform—replacing his blazer for designer jackets, and his room is actually clean, but he's still thinking about you.

everyday is dreadful, seeing you is dreadful, and as always, you ignore him. it hurts, but it was kind of addicting in a way. despite not trying hard enough to move on from you, he thinks he surely will with each passing day.

and he really does think he can forget about you, until hamada sensei comes in during your break to return everyone's homework from last time. not everyone was in class but shimoda, the guy who paid you to do his homework, was there and fuming.

"the hell is wrong with her?" he exclaims, throwing the paper onto the floor. "she wrote all my answers wrong on purpose!"

while shimoda was busy yelling while pointing fingers to your empty seat, rindou looks over his own answers. you had answered only four out of ten questions wrongly. he smirks and chuckles to himself, ignoring the way his heart was doing somersaults.

"i fucking paid this bitch to do a simple task, and she-"

a fist comes flying to his face in a motion so swift that he had no time to react. shimoda stumbles backwards, hitting his chair and then the floor. the classroom falls silent. with a bloody nose, he slowly looks up to see who punched him.

"if it was so simple, you would've done it yourself," rindou says through gritted teeth whilst bending down to grab him by the collar. "and you've got some nerve calling someone a bitch while they're not around. i'd like to see you try that again later, dumbass."

he harshly lets go of shimoda's collar and as if on cue, you walked in to the classroom—your gaze completely fixated on rindou. his heart jumps when you finally speak to him after days of ignoring him.

"bet you didn't know we have a quiz next week that will significantly contribute to our grade for hamada sensei's class," you announce right off the bat, no hi or hello whatsoever. you weren't even going to acknowledge the injured shimoda.

rindou, in fact, didn't know about the quiz.

he quirks an eyebrow at you. "i didn't... but i'll just cheat."

"no, you won't," you interrupt and decide for him, confusing him further.

"what-"

"i'm gonna tutor you after school."

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[milkteasweetheart]

『just like heaven, chapter 1, part 2』

this part contains riddle’s dream sequence. 

housewardens x reader

author’s note: i depict nrc as an actual college, so first years are 18, second years 19, etc.

summary: crowley has the bright idea of a bonding experience, specifically in the form of a dream potion.

characters: (riddle rosehearts), leona kingscholar, azul ashengrotto, jamil viper, vil schoenheit, idia shroud, malleus draconia / platonic mentions: dire crowley (ew), grim

genre: romance, fluff, smidge of angst

warnings: female reader, reader is yuu, reader is around ace and deuce’s height, sappy, marriage, mentions of potential children, some suggestive themes

「dream scene: rose colored reverie」

This Riddle looked strange. Well not really, he was just wearing a cutesy outfit with a red, fluffy cardigan and black corduroy pants. On top of it was a frilly apron. Was he taller?

The Dream Riddle took off Dream (Y/N)’s coat and hat with another chaste kiss, and the two  moved into the living room. Everything was a bit blurry except for her face. Huh. “Have you eaten, my love? I know you work too hard without taking breaks.” Dream (Y/N) caressed Riddle’s cheek. Azul was subtly rubbing his hands together like a cartoon villain, raising concern within everyone.

Idia is about to draw blood from the way he’s biting his cheek, trying to prevent laughter. Normie loser! How corny can a person’s dreams get?

「Idia: At least have a cool dream! LMFAO」 (He will admit this version of the prefect looks nice, but she always does- who said that.)

Dream Riddle nods. “I’m ready to go if you are. Where are we going this late, though?” He tilts his head. (Y/N) chuckles with a clearly enamoured expression. “It’s a surprise. I know you’ll like it.” And with a kiss on the tip of his nose, the scene changes with a disorienting distortion.

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They’re now standing on the outside of a cafe. Riddle considers curling up into a ball. There has to be a reason his beloved hedgehogs do it. The hedgehogs… that he and the prefect take care of…

Jamil feels pity for Riddle who is currently making a quiet impression of a red balloon being emptied of air. Thankfully his own dream won’t be as bad… at least he thinks so.

The cafe is beautiful, too perfect with checkered floors, lacy curtains and velvet couches. Dream (Y/N) is currently feeding Riddle a forkful of the most delectable looking strawberry tart with an adoring expression. The strawberries are so red and shining it hurts her eyes. She considers addressing this, but decides to have pity on Riddle who has gone through with sitting on the floor and hiding his head. Leona does the opposite.

“Hah. Feels like my teeth are going to rot in my mouth at this rate.” Leona is trying to goad Riddle into digging his grave deeper. Might as well make the most of this dumb experience, right? He is totally not trying to distract himself from the looming threat of his dream being revealed, which is coincidentally in the same genre. Riddle shakes with embarrassment. (Y/N) notes Malleus staring at her dream counterpart from his position before the cash register.

“Ah, I think it’s quite amusing- adorable. Dreams often reflect what their creator wants, and can’t get.” For a merfolk Azul is cattier than Leona. Vil is a bit too smug too. At least his dreams are sophisticated.

Idia notices Jamil and Malleus aren’t exactly invested in this story. Well, nothing interesting is currently happening, but he must push his introvertedness in the corner to save his life.

Jamil’s a bit scary, but won’t smite him out of existence like Malleus could. “Hey…” Idia flinches a bit when he turns to look at him. “Hm?” No backing down now, Idia. “This is like, super cringe right? This is probably the worst we’ll see, but the others one are gonna be boring as hell, right? Maybe we should figure out a way to get out?” Jamil thinks about it, and crushes Idia’s hope into dust. “I need a break from Scarabia anyway. I don’t mind it here.” He also has to see Azul’s inevitable doom.

「Idia: Just say you want me dead…」

[milkywaydrabbles]

You’re an a amazing writer! Can i get a #7, #9, #38, and #40 with Rindou? If not, that’s okay!

A/N: Y'all got me working over time with these prompts holy shit LMFAO. Thank you for the request! I hope this is close to what you were looking for!! Y'all be keeping me on my toes and I love that mwuah

Dubcon, breeding, double penetration two holes, cockbulge x Haitani Rindou

The lights and lasers were distracting, your eyes unable to focus on just one thing. It was debilitating, paired along with the music blaring in your ears. Everything felt fuzzy to you. The alcohol in your system was already working overtime in your veins--it didn’t help that the drugs coursing through your veins made you feel like you were floating. Who knew, that the small tablet in the shape of Buddha with a bitter aftertaste would keep you light; keep you docile. Almost like a sedative, although you couldn’t but feel like it was magical. You were happy, really, on the inside. Dopey smile on your face, eyes dilated, turning around to the man who had given you this high.

Haitani Rindou.

You’d met him a few months back, relationship stayed light, fucking around a few nights here and there but for the most part keeping it friendly. You’d meet him every so often at the clubs, give you a few drinks and a few tabs, to keep you entertained for the night. You liked the way the music felt in your bones after; liked the way the drugs made you feel. Even if it did take away a lot of your reason. But he was nice, nice enough to share drugs that so far had been clean and not laced with anything else. You didn’t know much about him, outside his name. He wouldn’t give you any specifics, telling you to ‘not worry your pretty little head about that’, and then feeding you another drink. You knew you should probably worry about it, but he was nice. 

You should be nice, too, right?

“Hi baby” He whispered, lips pressed up against your ear. You were sure he called a lot of girls ‘baby’, but it didn’t stop the flutter of butterflies in your tummy. He was calling you ‘baby’ now. “Hmm, hi Rindou.” You slurred, your hands dragging themselves up his chest and around his neck, leaning your forehead on his chest. You felt the rumble of a laugh against your head, his hands splayed on your waist keeping you steady. “How are you feeling, pretty girl? Like the drugs tonight?” He already knew the answer, but you nodded anyways, looking up at him with wide eyes and a droopy smile. “Mhm, s’good...thank you Rin.” You thanked him every time, you wanted him to know you were grateful for the drugs. He swayed with you to the beat of the music, hands making their way down to your ass and squeezing, the fabric of your thin dress doing nothing to protect you. He heard you whimper, pressing yourself more into his body, small fingers playing at the ends of his hair. “Want me to take you home tonight?” You nodded against him, eyes closing--you needed to sit down.

The car ride was short, shorter than normal you think. Your eyes had been closed for the most part, alcohol staying in your system longer than normal--you think it was a heavy pour in the cocktails. Heavier than normal. Your vision was blurry, but you looked up and saw that it wasn’t your apartment complex that he took you to, like he has in the past. It was his condo, you think, the one he’d never let you go to. But tonight he trusted you enough to go there, right? That’s what it was, trust. You smiled and turned your head to him, even if your eyes did close again. “Am I at your place?” You whispered, and he chuckled, unbuckling your seatbelt with a kiss to your forehead. “Yes baby, you’ll stay here with me. That okay?” 

Of course it was okay. He was so nice. 

Rindou didn’t let you get out the car by yourself, picking you up and letting you wrap your legs around his waist, carrying you the rest of the way into the condo and onto his large bed. He laid you down, kissing at your neck, your throat, your shoulders--anything he could get his mouth on. “Hmm...Rindou, feels nice..” you mumbled, weak fingers pressing into his scalp, scratching. “Yeah, baby? You’ll let me take care of you, right?” You couldn’t concentrate, feeling slightly overwhelmed with his cologne, his kisses, his sheer size over you. You think he could tell. “Oh, baby, it’s okay.” He cooed, pulling off you to break off a half of another Buddha tab, tapping your cheek to get your attention. “Here, this will help you, I promise.” You whined, not feeling up to another but when he talked to you so nice it was so hard to say no to him. So you complied, sticking your tongue out and scrunching your nose when the bitterness hit your tongue, swallowing as quickly as you could. “That’s my good girl.”

Your skin felt on fire when he said such nice things to you. It didn’t happen often, but he was never mean. And when he did whisper sweet nothings to you, it felt better than the drugs themselves. You reached for him again, bringing him down for a sloppy kiss-it was all you could do, was slurred speech and sloppy open mouth kisses. Rindou kissed you happily, quickly overwhelming you with the kiss and taking over, licking into your mouth. “Y’make me so happy, Rin..” You mumbled against him, gasping for air any time he’d give you, which wasn’t much. “Yeah? I make you happy?” If you were in your right mind, you’d hear the taunt in his voice, smirk plastered on his lips. You nodded, playing with his hair again. “Can you make me happy, pretty girl?” You nodded, wanting more than anything to make him feel the way he makes you feel. Even if it was the drugs and alcohol talking. “Wanna be my baby, hm? Wanna be my girl?” 

It felt like a dream, floating along with the ecstasy running its course. “Mhm, mhm Rin, wanna be your baby.” You whined, feeling his hands hiking your dress higher and higher, until he pulled away enough to remove it the rest of the way--you decided against underwear tonight. You knew he liked when you didn’t have it on, giving him easier access to your body. “Fuck, look so sexy like this...can keep you here forever.” He chuckled, and if you were cognisant you swear you’d see horns growing on his head. “You want that, baby? Wanna be here with me forever?” Again, you nodded, arching yourself into his touch as he pinched and squeezed at your tits. His calloused hands trailed down, lower until you felt thick fingers prod at your pussy lips. You gasped, spreading your legs further for him. You wanted to feel him. In whatever way he’d give it to you.

“I’ll get there baby, hold on.” A finger slipped in, enough to coat the digit with your slick. You whined, trying to fuck yourself down, he wouldn’t let you. Instead he slipped his finger out and prodded lower, tight rim of your ass being pushed open. “Rindou, mm-mm, not there” Your voice was broken, head shaking side to side. “Aw, no baby? Don’t you wanna make me happy?” 

You didn’t object after that.

“Be--go--slow, Rin.” You tried to focus on the drugs that were taking hold of you instead of the discomfort of Rindou’s finger pushing further into your ass. “I promise baby, I’ll be gentle.” You believed him, of course you did, he’s so nice to you. “Besides, my dick is going in your cute little pussy, don’t worry.” Your cunt clenched around air, forcing your ass to contract around his finger too. He laughed, taking his finger out and fumbling around in his night stand for something--you weren’t sure what. You couldn’t see. Cold liquid hit your hole, and your breath hitched, your eyes tried to focus on him, and from your blurred vision you could see a bottle of what you think was lube, before feeling two fingers fill your ass up again. It was tighter than before, it started to hurt, and your breathing was heavy. “Just a little more baby, promise. Then I’ll make you feel good, okay?” You nodded, brows furrowed and nose scrunched, trying to breathe through it. 

You didn’t want him to think you were ungrateful. 

Slowly you lifted your legs, hands grasping at the back of your thighs, in hopes that spreading yourself out more would help, even if just a little bit. You heard him groan, saw him bite at his lip, felt his fingers pumping into you more. It didn’t hurt so much anymore, you think you could let him do this more. Rindou finger fucked your ass for only a short time, spreading and scissoring his fingers inside you, leaning down to kiss at your chest whenever he heard you whine--couldn’t have his baby feeling uncomfortable, could he? Before long, his fingers were removed, and more lube hit your ass--along with something cold and metal. 

You looked down in your haze, seeing the tip of a butt plug prodding you. “R-Rin, wait, it hurts--a-ah, it hurts.” You slurred, starting to put your legs down to have your hands free, to push at him. Instead he stopped you, grabbing both wrists with one large hand and leaned over you again to kiss your face. “Trust me, baby, I won’t move it , okay? I just need it in.” He kissed your jaw and neck, feeling you let out shaky breaths, but lifting your legs again for him. He smiled against your skin. “Thank you, baby.” 

God, he was so nice.

And he didn’t lie to you, he kept the butt plug nuzzled deep into your ass and left it alone, letting you get used to the feeling of something so invasive in a hole that never gets touched like this. “You’re doing so good baby, all drugged up, still so good..” He mumbled against your skin, and you heard the distinct clank of his belt being undone, followed by the zipper and pants rustling down enough to spring his cock free. Your eyes trailed down to his dick, feeling your pussy drip and your mouth water. He looked good, he always did. “Gonna let me fuck you?” He knew the answer.

You nodded.

Rindou pressed the back of your thighs higher up, cock landing right on your folds the closer he got. He gave a few shallow thrusts between your lips, feeling your juices coat him, before dipping the tip into your tight cunt. He moaned with you, maybe even louder, before thrusting fully into you. “Fuck, always feel better with something in your ass, baby.” He mumbled to himself, pulling out to the tip and fucking up into you again. 

You felt so full. Really, like he was in your throat. Like he was taking over your body. You didn’t know if it was the plug, or maybe his cock was just so big, or if it was the drugs, maybe a combination. All you could feel was Rindou, all you ever wanted to feel again was Rindou. It was nice when you didn’t have to think about the real world. “Rin, Rindou, feel so full Rindou, feel so full.” You couldn’t help but repeat yourself, spit pooling at the sides of your mouth and dripping down the side of your jaw. “You look so good baby, fuck..” His eyes honed in on your belly, seeing his thick cock pummeling into you. The outline was so pronounced, stuffing you from behind really did wonders. He could look at your adorable stomach bulge out with each fuck. He pushed down, just to see what would happen, and you nearly screamed around him, pussy tightening so much he thought he’d get stuck. He couldn’t help but bark out a laugh. “Fuck, gonna lose your mind huh baby?” You couldn’t speak, glossed over eyes still dilated, nodding at him. 

Rindou angled you, seeing the head of his cock push your tummy out, fucking into you harder and harder. He couldn’t stop thinking about how cute your belly is so full of him, couldn’t help but want to keep you stuffed, keep you full--

And then his mind short circuited.

And all he could think of was you full to the brim of his cum. He’d never cum inside of you before--never really wanted to. Most of the time he wore a condom, and when he didn’t he’d always pull out. But, fuck, seeing you so cute underneath him, so pliable, always agreeing with him, letting him do whatever he wanted? It was making Rindou lose his mind. He wondered if you’d let him cum inside you, if you’d let him get you pregnant. 

Rindou would sure as hell try.

“Baby, you know what --fuck,-- would make me really happy?” He grunted, humping into you like a dog. You simply looked at him, trying to make a sound that would resemble ‘hm?’ He grinned, wickedly, and ground his hips into you as he spoke. “Lemme get you pregnant, pretty.” Your world was spinning on its axis. You don’t think you wanted kids, but when he asked, smile on his lips making you feel so good, how can you say no to him? He called you pretty, too.

He was so nice.

“Lemme--fuck!--fill you up, baby. Get you nice and full, yeah? Shit, feels so good, wanna get you pregnant.” You clenched around him, tears streaming down your face as you nodded. You’d let him do anything, if he kept feeding you drugs and talking so sweet. “Mhm! Please Rin, wanna be pregnant, wanna--ah, ah, ah--wanna be full.” You’d say whatever to him, if it meant he’d keep being so nice. Rindou leaned over you again, pressing his body against you, really folding you in half. You cried and babbled again, trying to keep up with his kisses, instead just licking around his mouth and sucking on his tongue. “Gonna make you a mama, pretty girl. Then you have to be here forever, right? You want that still, right?” Each question was followed by a harsh thrust, one that had you dizzy and crying. You nodded, not able to speak anymore. “Fuck, can’t hold back baby--fuck!” Rindou pressed as deep as he could into you, spilling his cum into you, wanting to keep you plugged up. He’d do anything he needed to make sure you stayed filled to the brim with his cum. And as he caught his breath, he simply kissed at your face, reaching over to the table for the other half of the tab that you took with a smile. 

Rindou was so nice.

[sillyguycrowe]

I posted this to a community and then can't help but want to share it with a wider audience so into my blog directly it goes. Word for word lmao.

Lyra Rogers adoration

I have headcannons and so much adoration for Lyra and she gets like zero recognition because she's not really a pasta more just a side character in the background. I can't be the only one who loves her, but I've never met anyone else who actively thinks about her lmao.

Anyway here are my headcannons??

Super tomboy on a normal day, but can dress up and be glam and elegant as heck - even does so on rare occasions just to watch her friends and family go "Whoa who are you and what did you do with Lyra?"

Lyra would cheer up the people around her best she could whenever she could. She hated seeing people down, depressed, or upset.

Her love language includes acts of service, and gifts. She would leave painted rocks outside Toby's door often as gifts that they could go hide in the forest together, and she would often do his chores for him especially when he was down.

Lyra loves nature, and is very outdoorsy. She loves nothing like a good weekend camping trip in the middle of nowhere or a long hike.

She paints rocks into little frogs, mushrooms, and other things like that. The painted rocks fill her living space up until she hides them in the forest or in rivers for others to find.

Very straight edge in a lot of ways, and doesn't hang out with people who aren't sober. She still has friends who drink, she just doesn't hang out with them while they do it.

Very protective, stands up for the little guy a lot of the time. This often got her into physical altercations with people she thought were being cruel.

When Toby and Lyra got in the car crash that eventually killed Lyra, she followed him around as a ghost and tried really hard to take care of him, but the very few glimpses he got of her through dreams and visions would only be brushed off as his psychosis.

As a ghost she has two forms, a "stress" form where she looks almost identical to the night of the crash, and a "casual" form where she's like she was living. She cannot be seen by or interacted with by most regular people, but lots of creepypastas can see her and interact with her just fine. (Even physical interactions like hugs. Also she's a BIG hugger.)

When Toby became a proxy, Slender made it so Lyra could finally talk to him and he could see her properly. It was emotional when they reconnected because Toby thought she'd hate him for what he'd become - which she quickly set straight and said that there is nothing that would stop him from being the most important thing to her in life or death.

Anyway that's my Lyra rant over, hope you enjoyed lmfao.

[schizoidcel]

Well, it's my first time making a request besides using the translator for this, so I read that you make requests from TADC, this is the idea that's in my head.

What would happen if one of the characters started remembering little things about they life because of his reader's actions? (because he doesn't remember anything himself)

Ponmi, Ragatha and Jax (separately)

Something like example, the food that reader offered to Ponmi brings her a quick flash of that? something like that is the idea.

I like how you write by the way, good day!

# POMNI, RAGATHA & JAX (SEPERATELY) x READER WHO WAS THEIR S/O IN THE REAL WORLD (FLASHBACK EDITION) ☆

I WAS DEAD YALL SOZ just got out my eye operation I got a prosthetic now����😭 Ngl it looks sick but uhm. It's so awkward LMFAO also my dog died while i was in the hospital.. 💁‍♀️

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🤍 HEADCANONS !!

warnings :: Not proofread, will probably have mistakes cus I can like not see with my one fake eye

♪ POMNI ..

Pomni would get a flashback after you touch her a specific way

I feel like altough she enjoys it from time to time (Albeit only from you), Pomni is still sensitive to touch

So when you first attempted to comfort her, she SWORE she saw something flash before her eyes

She kinda got stunned after this happened

And you were confused .

Her eyes were in that blank white state

And you didn't know whether to be more concerned than before or not 😭

She quickly regained herself though

... And said "I saw something." subconciously

When you asked her what, she didn't know whather to tell you or not, but since you're you, she decided she might aswell

You were kinda confused by this, and didn't really know what to react with, so you just said:

"What if we were together in the real world too lol"

You now got urself an "out of the zone" Pomni for the next few days, congrats bestie!

♪ RAGATHA ..

Ragatha would get a flashback after you call her a nickname you using a nickname you always used to call her back in the real world

I feel like she wouldn't tell you immediately, though

She probably thinks she's going crazy or something, and if that's so, she dosen't want to make it worse by telling it to you which might make you worry

Though, if you were like BORDERLINE INSANE about escaping like Pomni she would be stuck with telling you asap or never telling you at all.

Ragatha thinks that since she thinks it's a memory from the outside world, you might want to hear it

But also it might make you more keen on getting outside which'll probably cause you to abstract.

Or it'll make you overthink like crazy

In the end, she'd probably wait till it happens again so she can tell you

♪ JAX ..

I feel like jax would get a quick flash after you play a prank on him back

He'd also be like. 🧍 for a second

"Jax? 😟" "🧍" "OH not sorry lol anyway"

I feel like he'd never tell you LMFAO

He feels like that if he ever told you, you'd either be really understanding or tease him for the rest of his digital life.

And he is NOT taking the risk

Look he trusts you, but you know how yall act around eachother

And Jax LOVES always having the upper hand

Even thinking about a scenario where he's just fucking around with you and all of a sudden you go:

"Lol didn't you zone out in public for 13 seconds and thought about how we apparently we were together in the real world?? Cheesy hoe"

It gives him shivers .

If he got it often enough to the point it's bothering him and making him think that he NEEDS to tell someone, he'll come to you though

Jax also thinks about how he probably thought too much back when it first happened

Because even after he told you about the "flashbacks", you didn't tease him about it.

Yet.

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I feel like this turned out kinda short... Whatevs 😭 Hope u like it!!

ׂૢ་༘࿐ Thank you for reading! ♡

[laurelnose]

i saw an essay when Book of Hours came out that said the Librarian was different from the Cultist because the Cultist has no friends and is just holed up somewhere pursuing higher mysteries while using people as ritual parts, while the Librarian is a member of the community at Brancrug. (It was hilarious how fast BoH swung the fandom consensus on the Cultist from “they’re pretty competent” to “oh the Cultist is a fucking idiot,” lmfao.) anyways uhh they’re right but since House of Light came out I have realized that I like playing BoH exactly the same way I play CS, which is to say I hole up in my big weird house for days on end shuffling my card decks and forgetting other people exist, only to be unpleasantly surprised when the season changes and someone shows up at my door. community what community. The Deep Mysteries need to be shelved.

[very mild, largely mechanical House of Light spoilers to follow]

salons are pretty fun once you’ve got enough resources to not feel squeezed about them though. They take a lot of prep and you have to time your invitations correctly so that your visitors arrive while you’re still flush with soul, but I do enjoy the conversation with the guests. and it does feel nice to be able to write to visitors, even if I’m not doing it very often. like the Librarian really is connected to the outside world and not just hopelessly unmoored from other people at Hush House, at the mercy of whoever randomly bothers to make the trek out to Brancrug. I’m still spending most of my money on Unusual Help and haven’t been able to budget much for dishes but I’m almost done unlocking the House and will soon be able to buy much more food. I like that lessons are now functionally infinite and I don’t have to worry about trying to get the timing right for Numa lessons anymore. I’ve not done a lot of incident follow-up (Spencer is coming next Numa and he will be my first) but I think I shall have to prioritize doing more of them. And I shall have to find out if my Numa incident can be followed up on too, once it concludes.

[“how have you been playing for a week and still haven’t concluded any incidents” I am BEING ANTISOCIAL, as previously established.]

i am so sad that Numa visitors don’t leave calling cards. I understand why but the only thing I really wanted from the visitors update was the ability to make Julian Coseley show up whenever I want. 😭 Can you host a salon during Numa if you are careful with your invitation timing?? I will have to check if the Numa guests have food preference aspects.

two final things. 1) please let me buy eggs oh my god. eggs require three soul cards (collect vegetable sack. feed chicken. collect egg from chicken) which considering that the going rate for a soul card at the Sweet Bones is 12p and that you can’t multitask with beasts e.g. feeding Tuppence while collecting from Terrence, makes eggs one of THEE most complicated and expensive ingredients to obtain. It’s more straightforward to collect from the gulls but considering the pull rate is 33% eggs, that’s still basically three soul cards per egg, this time with aspect constraints! I will pay fucking spintriae for eggs, just let me use currencyyyyy. 2) the fucking shelving system is still giving me fits, I think it’s been improved somewhat for the books (I didn’t play the Daymare update so IDK if it was that or HoL) but where the hell am I supposed to put ANYTHING else. When I order all the ingredients I need for cooking, where do they go, the fucking bridge? Gross! Immersion-breaking! I need more pantry space.

(I unfortunately have limited patience for the shelf thing. The most concrete manifestation of my COVID trauma is I can’t STAND irregularly shaped shelves anymore. Circulation dropped by >70% during lockdown and took years to recover. Public library collections are sized with the expectation that a certain percentage of the collection will live with patrons; we were not and still aren’t equipped to house our entire collection in-house. I spent a year of my life jury-rigging shelves to get things to fit. The bane of my existence became shelves so specifically designed for a certain type of media that they couldn’t be extended or repurposed for other things. Having to constantly shuffle books around between ~aesthetic~ little nooks isn’t cute or cozy, it’s just bad fucking library design. When the shelving mechanic on BoH works it’s a thing of beauty but there are simply NOT ENOUGH SHELVES. I just want to fit my reasonably-sized collection on one screen. Also the scrolls should stack on top of each other. Catch my Librarian spending their stipend on ripping out the entire Westcott Room and redoing it for space efficiency)

[evelynsgarden]

◈In the Heart of East Egg◈

THREE KNOCKS AND A KIND INTRODUCTION

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Authors note: Back to writing bitches 😞 need something to keep me stable lmfao- in all honesty this was a lot of fun! Lemme know what yall think :p also feel free to leave requests🪷 MDNI

(Ellie’s coming soon I promise this finna get messy💀)

Warnings: marriage, talk of money, marriage problems, fighting, swearing, use of Y/n, sorta cockblock 😭, insinuated nsfw(future warning that there will be smut, infidelity, drinking etc)

Paring: Ellie x reader x Abby

Masterlist

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In the opulent world of East Egg, where extravagance and excess reign supreme, three women found themselves entwined in a tale of love, longing, and betrayal.

Y/n L/n, the definition ethereal beauty and grace, captivated all who crossed her path with her enchanting charm and porcelain exterior. But behind her facade of wealth and status, lay a heart yearning for something more profound than the shallow desires of the elite.

As the summer sun cast its golden glow upon the sprawling mansions of East Egg, the lines between past and desire blurred, and Y/n found herself entangled in a web of longing and deceit.

Three knocks were all it took for everything to change drastically, three knocks.

“Ahh Jesse it’s so lovely to see you” Abby smiled at Jesse as she ushered him inside the extravagant home. “How’ve you been” the walls were lined with photos of you and Abby, not that you minded but it often made you realize how lovely you felt when she was away at work or on trips, then again you felt lonely most of the time regardless of her being home.

“I’m great actually, I’m currently living across from you right over there” Jesse pointed through one the tall windows at what could be seen of the West Egg as he followed Abby “ it’s small, but it’s nice to be away and on my own you know?” he was met with a nod in response.

As Jesse stepped into the lavish foyer, his eyes immediately sought out Y/n, who peaked out from the couch. Despite the warmth of Abby's greeting, his attention remained fixated on Y/n, his heart pounding in his chest at the sight of her. It’d been so long since they had last seen each other. Although cousins they were more akin to siblings, being each other’s only friend for so long.

“Oh do they miss me back home” you giggled, gazing up at Jesse “people are crying in the streets, begging for you to return home to us ”Y/n perked her head up slightly more. “in fact there’s been so many donations for you to return home they practically touch the ceiling”

Y/n's playful banter with Jesse masked the turmoil brewing within her. Despite the outward charm, she couldn't shake the feeling of being torn between two worlds, drifting in and out of thought which stopped when another voice added to the conversation. “Well if it isn’t Jesse~ to what do we owe the pleasure” Dina drifted into the room, laying beside Y/n on the couch. From what Jesse had heard Dina had been having family problems, not settling down was one of them but her attitude was another, so for the past 6 months Dina had been living with Y/n and Abby in a quest room- If you could even call a guest room equipped with its own living room and pool a guest room.

“I’m currently visiting for the summer, well until I find a job in the city, I’ll still be living around here regardless but I’d like to get a go at it before committing to a place” he smiled “mmmmm the city~ oh I’d go down there more if someone didn’t wollow in their own self pity all the time” Dina interrupted Jesse before he could ask in more detail what she was referring to “ Where do you live anyway?” Jesse once again pointed outside through one of the tall beautiful windows “over in the West Egg” her eyes widened “The West Egg?! I go over there for parties all the time! Someone named Williams throws them they’re wonderful” Y/n perked up “ Williams?” Abby let out a cough before Y/n ask or say anything more.

“Speaking of all this West Egg-East Egg nonsense why don’t you go show Jesse around huh Dina, keep yourself busy? Me and Y/n need to discuss something” before Dina could protest Y/n spoke out “ but he just got here why don’t we-” “we need to talk” the conversation ended there and Jesse made his way to the front door accompanied by Dina.

As Jesse and Dina stepped out onto the meticulously manicured grounds of the estate, the tension between them was palpable. Dina's playful demeanor had shifted, her gaze hardened as she eyed Jesse with a mixture of curiosity and suspicion.

"So, Jesse," Dina began, her voice tinged with intrigue, "what brings you to East Egg? Surely, there must be more to your visit than just catching up with old friends."

Jesse hesitated for a moment, his gaze drifting towards the distant horizon where the sprawling mansions of West Egg lay bathed in the golden light of the sun. "I suppose you could say I'm in search of something," he replied cryptically, his words laced with a hint of longing.

Dina arched an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "And what might that be? Love? Adventure? Or perhaps something more... sinister?"

A wry smile played at the corners of Jesse's lips as he met Dina's gaze. "Perhaps a little bit of everything," he mused, his voice barely audible. Jesse's gaze softened, his eyes scanning the sprawling grounds of the estate as if searching for answers in the gentle breeze that rustled through the trees. “ what do you think they’re talking about anyway, seemed rushed, not that it’s any of my business-“

"Fighting, usually fighting nowadays," Dina replied, her voice tinged with a hint of resignation. "That or promises, lots and LOTS of promises” her voice dragged “then again that’s only Y/ns version never really cared to ask Abby. Not that’d she’d tell me anything of course " Dina retrieved a cigarette from her dress pocket and lit it “want one?”

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The tension in the room crackled like static electricity, the air heavy with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. Y/n's voice echoed off the walls, her frustration palpable as she confronted Abby, her words cutting through the silence like a knife.

Abby's smirk faltered, replaced by a steely resolve as she met Y/n's gaze head-on. "Oh, you're so full of yourself, you know that?! My cousins over and you just push him away! My family that YOU made me move away from!" Y/n's accusation hung in the air, but Abby refused to back down, her tone cold and calculated as she fired back, "Wow, I do? Is that why we have this house? If it wasn't for me, he wouldn't even be here! He wouldn’t have a place to visit without me! I’m the reason you have a home!” Her words struck a nerve, Y/n's breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding in her chest as she struggled to find the right words to respond. "That's not fair, Abby," she finally managed to choke out, her voice trembling with emotion. "You know it's not just about him or …… Dina or even the god damn house. It's about us, too."

But Abby remained unmoved, her facade of indifference crumbling under the weight of Y/n's words. "Is it, though?" she retorted, her voice dripping with anger and condescension. "Or is it about you, always wanting more, always reaching for something that's not fucking real? Or is it about you being spoiled and never fulfilled? Because I’m sure as fuck trying and you can’t seem to be happy so enlighten me why don’t you?! What could I possibly be doing to make you oh so unhappy?” Abby wiped the sweat away from her face with the back of her hand, she was so tired of arguing, so tired of drilling it into Y/n’s head that she was the only real family she had, the only person who could or would ever put up with her bullshit.

Y/n's eyes flashed with a mixture of hurt and frustration. The accusation stung, hitting too close to home, unraveling the carefully constructed facade of composure she had maintained for oh so long.

"You think this is about me wanting more?" Y/n's voice trembled with barely contained emotion, her hands balling into fists at her sides. "You think I'm not trying to be happy? You have no fucking idea what it's like, Abby. You have no idea what I've sacrificed, what I've given up for us."

But Abby still remained unmoved, her expression hardening with each passing moment. "And what exactly have you sacrificed, Y/n?" she shot back, her voice still with disdain. "Your precious reputation? Your endless pursuit of something that doesn't even exist?"

Y/n's breath caught in her throat, the weight of Abby's words crashing down on her like a tidal wave. "You don't understand," she whispered, her voice so low Abby had to strain to hear it. "You don't understand what it's like to feel trapped, to feel like you're suffocating under the weight of expectations and obligations." Y/n let out a sob and sat herself back on the couch.

Abby's gaze softened ever so slightly, a flicker of empathy shining through the facade of anger and resentment. "I may not understand everything, Y/n," she admitted quietly, her voice tinged with regret. "But I do know one thing—I love you, and I'll do whatever it takes to make things right between us."

Y/n's resolve wavered at Abby's confession, the walls Y/n had built around her heart crumbling in the face of genuine remorse. "I love you too, Abby," she whispered, tears glistening in her eyes. "But we can't keep pretending that everything is okay when it's not- you can’t use money to fix everything"

Y/n's breath caught in her throat as she looked into Abby's eyes, searching for sincerity amidst the heat of their argument. "It doesn't have to be this way," Abby murmured, her voice cracking with desperation. "I don't want us to keep hurting each other like this."

Her gaze softened, a flicker of remorse shining through her hard resolve. "I promise I'll work on this—on us, okay?" she offered, her voice gentle yet determined. "We'll figure it out together." Y/n let out a huff, her shoulders sagging with a mixture of relief and exhaustion. "I hope so," her voice barely above a whisper. "Because I can't take much more of this."

"I'll do better," Abby whispered, her voice laced with sincerity as she leaned down and pressed a soft kiss on Y/n's lips. It was a gentle reassurance, a silent promise of their shared commitment to mend what was broken. The kiss, initially tender and reassuring, deepened as their emotions ignited. Abby's lips molded against Y/n's with a newfound intensity, fueled by the raw passion and desire that simmered beneath the surface of their conflicted relationship. Y/n responded eagerly, her hands instinctively finding their way to Abby's waist, pulling her closer as they melted into each other's embrace, Abby’s hands groping her through her expensive summer dress.

With each lingering touch, sparks crackled between them, Abby's lips trailed from Y/n's mouth to the curve of her neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses in their wake. Y/n arched into her touch, a low moan escaping her lips as Abby's hands teased the sensitive skin along her thighs, inching higher with each tantalizing caress. Y/n pushed Abby’s thigh between her legs, rocking back and forth. Just as she was about to finally let Y/n feel an ounce of relief she stopped “Let’s not keep Jesse or Dina waiting hmm?” Abby smirked, Y/n's breath hitched as Abby's words broke through the haze of desire that enveloped them. “Please~ we can do it quickly please” Y/n begged, she tried to speed herself up but Abby gripped her waist, thumbs pressing onto her nipples, almost like you would hold a mannequin or doll. “Later, come on” With a soft whimper, she reluctantly pulled away from Abby, her body still humming with the lingering sensation her touch. "Fine," she managed to slip despite the strain, her voice thick with desire. "We shouldn't keep them waiting." As they composed themselves, a sly smile tugged at Y/n's lips, a silent promise of more to come lingering in the air between them. Abby place a firm hand on her ass as they left the room “ be good”

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“Oh no thank you I don’t smoke anymo-”

Dina interrupted yet again “what is it that you plan on doing in the city” Dina looked up at Jesse with a small smile.

Jesse glanced at Dina, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. "Honestly, I'm not entirely sure yet," he admitted. "I suppose I'm looking for something... meaningful. Something that makes me feel alive, you know?"

Dina nodded, understanding dawning in her eyes. "I get that," she replied, a hint of wistfulness coloring her tone. "The city has a way of pulling you in, offering endless possibilities and adventures waiting to be discovered." "Yeah, exactly," Jesse agreed, a spark of excitement igniting within him. "I want to explore, to experience everything the city has to offer. Maybe even find a sense of purpose along the way."

Dina smiled, a knowing glint in her eyes. "Well, you've come to the right place then,- after all” she stopped her self midway by the sound of Y/n running down the front steps, Abby following behind her in a more relaxed manner. “Oh we’re going to the city for lunch Jesse you just have to come!” Y/n yelled. “Well they’re in a good mood” Dina rolled her eyes knowingly. Jesse chuckled at Dina's observation, nodding in agreement. "Seems like it," he replied with a grin. "I'd love to join you for lunch in the city. It'll be nice to explore a bit and maybe even find some inspiration for this project I’ve been wanting to write”

Y/n beamed at Jesse's response, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Great! It's settled then," she exclaimed, her enthusiasm contagious. "I know this charming little cafe downtown that serves the best pastries. You'll love it, Jesse!" Y/n was practically bouncing, running a head to get to the car first”

Abby smiled warmly at Jesse, her earlier tension dissipating in the excitement of the moment. "It'll be a wonderful opportunity for us to catch up and enjoy each other's company,- sorry about earlier we just needed a moment” the blonde smiled. Jesse returned Abby's warm smile, understanding. "No need to apologize, Abby. I get it," he reassured her, his tone gentle. "We all have our moments, and sometimes we just need a little space to sort things out."

Abby's expression softened with gratitude, a sense of relief washing over her. "Thank you for understanding, Jesse," she replied, her voice tinged with sincerity. "You're a good friend”

“Jesus- could the two of you hurry I want a sandwich and some tea” Dina sighed, her playful impatience ended the moment as she glanced back at Abby and Jesse with a playful smirk. “Hurry!” She shouted again, running after Y/n and hopping into the car.

Tag list pookies: @sapphicontherun @bready101 (blogs won’t allow me to tag usually if you haven’t posted so for that I’ll @ mfs in the comments❤️)

[uhshsmsmaka]

Kin list because I keep forgetting and I wanna keep it written so I remember

giving the biggest “please be my friend ur so cool please please please please” to whoever knows all of these characters

But I’ll say them here anyway, in order from the top left going right.

Mikey - rottmnt

SCP-035 - SCP Foundation

Tawnypelt - Warriors

Ennard - FNAF Sister Location

Dr. Iceberg - SCP Foundation

Moxxie - Helluva Boss

Space Kid - Camp Camp

Phone Guy - FNAF 1 (I think?? I never played the games..)

Phillip Graves - Call of Duty Modern Warfare (reboot)

uhhh idk if I label or spelt that right. I hope I did. That’d be kinda embarrassing if I didn’t lol..

———— why I kin them ig.

btw some stuff is headcanons like so and so being lgbtq and Graves having daddy issues

Mikey ROTTMNT- hell, there’s a lot of reasons.. it’s like… really personal with me lol

4th child, plus youngest. 3 older brothers and often gets left out, or brushed off from being involved. + aro/ace spec.

+ orange theme buddy agh I love u ur so pretty 💛💛

+ ADHD

SCP-035 - hmm.

Wants to watch the world burn, and is here for a good time and is really opportunistic with people, and often forms bonds with people for what they can give him… I’m a bad person I know. I’m trying to change.

+ Latin hehe

+ a lot of people really like him when they first meet, and learn the longer they spend with him, the worse he gets.

Tawnypelt - I’ll be honest, I don’t know much about her bc I didn’t read the 2nd arc, but from what I get, she seems to have struggled with gaining her own identity and being seen as someone other than a clone in her family. I struggle with people only knowing me for my brothers so I relate to her for this.

Also idk her leaving Thunderclan, despite her family, friends, and everything she knows and it being genuinely a good place she is comfortable and happy with— to Shadowclan so she can start a new life just touches me personally.

I don’t want to stay here. It’s not bad here, and everyone I love is here, but I don’t feel like I belong here, and I relate to her for it.

Ennard - yeah.. no, I got nothing. Idk why but he’s just like me fr.

Dr. Iceberg - HE’S AN ASSHOLE!!! I’m an asshole!!! Easily entertained, and doesn’t think of others that much, or the consequences of his actions. + mentally ill

+ bad taste in men

+ probably American with a small fraction of his ethnicity from Europe.

Moxxie - Daddy Issues. shit on by everyone. Underestimated kinda I guess???… and mixed morals. Often really polite— or at least is perceived to be, and is a thinker. Can go absolutely feral if necessary.

+ Italian I guess lmfao

+ short- ish..

+ adults and some older kids shall be referred to as ‘sir’ and ‘ma’am’

Space Kid - he likes space. What can I say?

He’s so silly. A lot of the actions and stuff he does feels like stuff I would have done/do.

+ brown hair

Phone Guy - tries to help and probably fails. Hey, he’s trying.

Phillip Graves - Daddy issues. I also headcanon his dad was in the military and he moved around a lot and lived throughout the US, so he’s fairly decent at adapting to different places, and tolerate as hell. “It is what it is” mentality about most everything out of his control.

Finds that one person and looks up to them, and gets really clingy and obsessed with them. Doesn’t show it of course, but in his head he wants to impress them and please them in every way possible. *cough, Shepherd, cough cough*

(I met a lotta people I hyperfixated on giving away everything to make them happy. We’re just casual friends now. Except for that one. She was mean as hell to me. We still meet occasionally tho.)

Outside of headcanons, his personality and the way he acts is just very familiar and relatable to me.

+ American (wtf is a kilometer🦅🫡🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸🦅🦅💥🦅🦅🇺🇸🇺🇸)

+ makes shitty jokes no one laughs at

[syoul]

SYOUL PROFILES

(the unserious but also equally as serious ver.) not proofread but this might get deleted later anyways lmfao

warnings: mentions of food, child neglect, manipulation, swearing. lmk if anything else.

ISEUL: cuddle bug first, idol and songwriter second. the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree; knows manipulation and performs it well. too soft for the liking of others however, and is often stuck between the conflicts of not being enough of a man. born to slay, forced to nay. another tale of time wasted at a company who wouldn’t even look his way for a mere minute lmfao. could’ve debuted on two separate occasions but the higher ups said “nope!” and well. here he is now. people pleaser #1; was born to puppet strings and will continue to be tied to them until he decides to cut them off, even if he thinks he already did. 

OLIVER: born to “Rawr XD”, forced to “Grrr Bark Bark Alpha male-core”. haunted by the wolf that lurks in his family’s past. protective to the point where he can be overbearing—depends highly on the situation—but would lay his life down for this little “family” they have going on. outcasted for most of his childhood and trainee days; school messed him up a lot. my bad. but fuck them, there’s no way any of that can reach him now. right? 

SEOJUN: tired #1. the stone pillar with no visible cracks until you knock a hand against it to find it hollow. the product of absent parents and being a witness to their favouritism for his older brother. despite that, the two of them are extremely close. simultaneously needs a lifetime supply of coffee and to be cut off from caffeine entirely. the glue of the group and is the main one to set his foot down. will not stand for any injustice and is a little too venomous when it comes to protecting his group; sometimes his defence turns into more of an attack, but what’s the difference when the group is the main topic? is sick and tired of the doubt and comparison, even more than seven. he’s just better at hiding it. 

MARS: the sanest one by technicality but doesn’t seem like it. someone who tries so hard to be loved and is constantly searching in all the wrong places. touch starved and really just needs a good hug and to be told he’s doing amazingly. the exuberant one who puts himself out there because he’ll do anything to have this group survive. sm 100% regrets letting him go; he was willing to do whatever they wanted of him if it meant his efforts were recognized even a little bit. it’s funny because he loves dancing and is damn good at it but the old management didn't want to classify him as a dancer so they wrote him for every position except for dancer. 

KJ: tired #2. punishes himself for a childhood he had no control over; nothing was his fault but in some ways, it was. literally a wet cat caught in the rain. looks nice enough to help out but might bite and hiss if you try to give him an umbrella. is overly cautious when it comes to being shown kindness; please don’t mind the side eyes and the calculating glare, he’s trying to accept it as such i swear. has like. has 2-3 close friends outside of the group and really doesn’t plan on making more unless you’re really persistent. doesn’t look all too threatening but you better watch out if you get him mad; that’s a whole territory no one has seen before. venom in his words is his main weapon and he’s damn good with it too. 

RYO: can do no wrong in everyone’s eyes. the nicest out of the entire group and also the most forgiving. the willing dog counterpart to oliver’s feral wolf like nature. people pleaser #2 and would show his belly without a second thought. stupidly trusting, but not naive. if that makes any sense. the second punisher. carries a guilt so deep, you’d have to remove his heart to get it out of his system. none of it was his fault; they told him otherwise. 

SEVEN: angsty babygirl coded. a pack of fireworks if they were shaped into a human; he’s not dangerous compared to dynamite when he blows, but it stings nonetheless. at least he’s pretty though. will play nice until you decide to stop. but like, his definition of playing nice when it comes to people he’s wary of is batting them around with his claws slightly out. or ig in this case, spikes out bc um he’s so hedgehog coded to me. or orange cat. both work. he’s just prickly. the second best facade next to seojun; his is just a little bit more crackable if you know where to push. 

[godsofhumanity]

Could you please write one Zeus & Hera hc🥺❤please please

haha i wanted to make a joke and give you exactly ONE hc i have for them.. but luckily for you, i started making a big hc list yesterday so you’ll get a full set hee hee 💕

this is a continuation from Part I yesterday, which you can read here. aight. let’s do this!

so, from Hera’s side of things, i think she is a very emotional, sentimental being. i think she values commitment, and loyalty, and she actually doesn’t care about superficial gifts like jewellery and things. a simple picnic outside where all the food is handmade, etc. would mean more to her than a 24 ct necklace. (that’s not to say that she doesn’t like getting those things of course- i think after becoming Queen, these things become an indulgence that she appreciates very much, but still not as much as those other actions)

now, one thing i need to mention here is that i don’t think that every god had their domain at this point. i think Zeus, Hades and Poseidon, and Hestia had theirs outlined.. but i don’t think Hera or Demeter did- it was too early. i hc that the “domain chooses the god” not the other way around, though more often than not, it appears that gods have a distinct affinity for certain things like fighting (e.g. Ares, Zeus) , or growing things in barren soil (e.g. Demeter) or perhaps they are able to physically interact with shades (e.g. Hades, Thanatos, later Persephone). but i think with something like “marriage and family”- that’s not really tangible so it’s difficult for that domain to be identified. that’s why i think Hera hadn’t been “assigned” a domain just yet. i also think that Zeus, as King, is the one who “officiates” a god with their domain and blesses them- so like, you don’t really get officially associated unless Zeus approves and gives you that title.

back to Zeus x Hera— i think Hera likes effort. so when Zeus is relentlessly going after her, complimenting her, making her gifts (i think he starts with materialistic things, but slowly starts making things from the heart hee hee like crafting images in the sky with clouds or twisting lightning into spectacular sights) and making a genuine attempt to let her know that he really does love her for real, it catches on to Hera. he grows on her. she starts thinking about him more often than she’d like to.. she can’t help it.

Hera’s apprehension is understandable. even at this point, everyone knows Zeus has a penchant for pretty girls, and most of his relationships are a few weeks at most. and Hera refuses to be just another notch in his belt- she has too much pride for that.

but here’s the thing- i think most of Zeus’ “lovers” are intentional. i mean that he purposefully went out to find these goddesses and have kids with them because Zeus is very in-tune with Fate and knows that as King he needs to bring in strong, wise, role-model gods and goddesses to lead the other gods and eventually mortals.

i don’t think it would be fair to say that that’s Zeus ONLY motivation,, but i do think it’s a large one and i do hc that Hera knows this. Zeus is many things but i don’t consider him to be a liar.

so i do think Hera would have known 100% that Zeus would cheat on her but i think she just loves him so much, she believes she’ll be strong enough to handle it.

Zeus on the other hand, i think does a 180- he loved Hera so much, wanted her to be his wife, but after realising the pain he’ll cause her (no way Hera is going to be single handedly producing every god and goddess thereafter lmfao), decides that he loves her too much and doesn’t want to be the one who causes her that pain. so he refuses to ask her to marry him.

but like i said, i think Hera loves him far too much to let go, and she begs him to be “selfish” and ask her anyways. and Zeus, weak, does. so i think that’s how they got married.

now, Hera’s sacrifice for Zeus is enormous. unquantifiable. she’s gonna be the rock who’s there for him through highs and lows and twists and turns. always. and so Zeus gives Hera the domain of marriage and family because who else embodies commitment and loyalty in the most difficult times more than she?

Zeus x Hera isn’t without it’s fair share of fights and turmoils, obviously. neither Hera nor Zeus is perfect, but i think there’s a reason that they last as long as they do even with all of that- and that’s because in their heart of hearts, i do think they love each other.

fin.

[strawberrystepmom]

KENDYYYY🍓👑 mimi’s poll got me real curious about what quirks mhakendy has? of you feel like sharing!

thank you for asking 😭 im so annoying

so LMFAO normal kenatsu self ship au my quirk is literally so hilariously basic (tbh it is in the other au too but this is funnier) it’s literally just thumb flame. i can emit a small flame no bigger than that of a lighter from my thumb and it’s a hilarious party trick and i lit his birthday candles with it once and he was like “well damn. never escaping these fire quirk havers bc i love this insane creature”

and the second is so embarrassing I’ve never been publicly spoken about it (I don’t think I’ve ever privately spoken about either so it truly is just me and my year old google docs against t the world) so here we go: pro hero me au and civilian natsuo. warning this is so painfully basic

pro hero name: silver lining! quirk is energy exchange. i can heal someone from minor injuries by trading my energy for theirs but i have huge limitations on how often it can be used and what i can do for people. i’m a fledgling pro hero with big dreams despite lack of dazzling quirk (it’s practical at the very least) and actually work at the endeavor agency and enji calls me after natsuo is attacked by street line guy bc he needs someone to come and check out natsuo and he assumes im on the schedule at the agency. i was not (i was actually on a date) but I leave and go to the scene anyway so natsuo is like “WHY DID U CALL HER HERE” and im just standing there like 🧍‍♀️ can I please just make sure you’re okay im in a dress that covers very little and it’s cold outside and he’s like so so so pissed at his dad lmfao

but anyway he’s fine the situation is fine but a few weeks later Fuyumi invites me to their house for dinner as a thanks and natsuo is there and he’s like oh surprise she’s lovely and he’s still so mad at everyone about it HAHAHA

and after dinner im like hey im sorry if me coming embarrassed you it’s just really hard to tell your boss no and he’s like yeah he’s an asshole I know….but the truth is revealed by his big mouthed well meaning sister that he has had a crush on me for awhile after seeing me at the one agency holiday party he attended the prior year and it’s a whole thing l