#not like i go outside often anyways lmfao

[weirdhypocrite]

𐔌 intro post 𐦯

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𐔌 general info 𐦯

hey!! i'm tommy, but call me tomato! i'm 14 and a massive hypocrite with many things i've realised o_0 i'm also really weird so beware. at least on the internet sometimes. but otherwise i can be really normal, but it depends on the crowd. i'm a guy & straight (woa) but lowk idc what you are.

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i'm also mixed. black and white, but black passing when my hair isn't straightened to the max XD also my fav color is red if that isn't obvious from this post

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no, i'm not racist or a nazi or hateful in any way besides playfully. i may be in tcc but i don't try to emulate the people i like and i acknowledge their flaws, even if they're hella bad. like broski, elliot was lowk an entitled brat (⁠눈⁠‸⁠눈⁠) but he's an interesting character anyway!

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i'm not sensitive nor do i have a dni. i believe in free speech AND also heavily criticize nazis, but i don't think we should censor them. oh and btw, even with the no dni, i will block freely if i don't like you for some reason. no unnecessary harassment or comments towards you, just a silent block. but it's not very often ngl, usually i just ignore.

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𐔌 interests 𐦯

omgomg i like so many things so lets start with music. i love a lot of music genres and listen to basically anything, but i do have favorites!! my fav genres are post-punk, post-pop, screamo, alt rock, industrial, electro, and regular punk. my fav artists at the moment (they switch a lot) are pretty basic but pierce the veil, sleeping with sirens, falling in reverse, black veil bride, get scared, ghost town, dot dot curve, millionaires, escape the fate, paramore, hawthorne heights, kate bush, kmfdm, velvet acid christ, дурной вкус, and mekaloton. oof that was a lot.

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with shows movies and books, i like american psycho, httyd, the outsiders, anything junji ito writes, the sandlot, zero day, sound of music (idc what anyone says, it's a banger movie), the things they carried, twilight book (lowk i yume bella), hamilton, heathers, and probs more

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with games, i like the basics like roblox and minecraft but also needy streamer overdose and yandere simulator, ena dream bbq, ponytown, and i'm looking for more games that won't kill my laptop lmfao

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pls become my friend if you aren't a major edgelord

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𐔌 hobbies 𐦯

i absolutely love writing and creating ocs and fiction worlds and roleplaying and anything where i can be creative. i love losing myself in fantasies!!!! i have plenty of ocs i can rant about and i have a book i'm working on and on the side i have this silly fantasy myth world i'm creating!!!

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「 “i think the joy of creation is humanity's greatest joy.” 」

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i also like biking and exploring. going outside and just getting out of the house is amazing and honestly i love going anywhere. seeing new things is the best, but just reseeing things is good too.

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drawing is also something i like to do. i'm not the greatest at it but i like some of the pieces i make. i do both digital and traditional and want to learn how to paint soon and also some more techniques of digital and traditional.

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i'm newer to it but crocheting is fun as hell, and lowk i love making stupid sweaters for my cats like an old person.

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anyways that's it.

[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

[h0neybane]

MAGIKEY (TWST AU) BY @quartztwst !!

im going to PASS AWAAAAYYYYY IM SOSO TIRED. BUT ITS DONE. but anyway, more on evelyn...

Evelyn [Magikey User "Luna Luceat"]

“Hurry up, I'm gonna pass out."

Evelyn is an 18 year old girl and has been a magical girl for 4 years, since she was 14. In her magical girl form, she comes off as mysterious and aloof... but she's really just thinking about going home. She has occasionally breached the top 10 of Magical popularity rankings, but she mostly tries to keep to herself, vanishing immediately after her work is done. Oftentimes, she finished things so quick that the public is unaware.

A quiet, sleepy girl who is jaded from her years as a magical girl.

Status:

Mental/Emotional Strength: ★★★★☆ (She's hard to crack since she's used to her job, but her constant exhaustion can become a vulnerability if left untreated for too long.)

Physical Strength: ★★★☆☆ (She's moderately strong as her staff is fairly hefty, and she does swing with it sometimes.)

Stamina: ★★☆☆☆ (This girl is tired as FUCK LMFAO. She uses her little floating platform to move because she doesn't want to actually run.)

Strategy: ★★★★★ (Evelyn is very calculated with her moves as her goal is to get the job done as fast as possible to go home and SLEEP.)

Strengths: Evelyn is very experienced and keeps a close eye on all of her teammates, making sure they can operate effectively. She is especially strong during the nighttime in a full moon.

Weaknesses: Evelyn is constantly exhausted because she only works during the nighttime as that is when her powers are most effective. A daytime attack would leave her extremely vulnerable.

Evelyn lives with her little brother in their childhood home. Their parents are usually overseas on business trips, so they don't see them in person very often. Evelyn's brother is aware that she works during the night time, but doesn't know that she's a magical girl.

Evelyn grew up very sheltered, being homeschooled by tutors hired by her parents. She was very lonely and she didn't really speak to her brother. She accumulated a massive amount of hobbies to pass time, one of those being gazing at the moon on her balcony, wishing for something to change.

Her wish was granted the night of her 14th birthday, with her magikey falling into her hands after gazing at the moon for the nth time. She eagerly and naively accepted, thinking that this was everything she hoped for.

Unfortunately, she soon came to realize that the nature of her abilities forced her to be sleep deprived if she wanted to do anything much outside of being a magical girl. After her second year of being a magical girl, her enthusiasm fully died, and now she just tries to get by until she can go home. (she still really likes her outfit though, LOL)

After a shift as a magical girl, Evelyn will usually rush inside a convience store, grab snacks, pay and bolt home. She hates staying for overtime even by 5 minutes... though, she's willing to grab some stuff for her brother if he asks for it.

Evelyn is technically enrolled in theMagikey Training School, but she rarely shows up to classes. If she does, she's usually sleeping in them, though she doesn't mind a chance to show off once in a while. The instructors tend to leave her alone whenever this happens, as they're aware of how hard she works.

She does try to be nice towards her juniors though. She fetches them treats once in a while.

uncharted lore territory!! i didnt watch madoka magica or anything so idk if this fits in at all so im warning in advance lol. this is adjacent to evelyn's ACTUAL lore within the original canon twst, which is why it's here. i will make a separate post explaining further later on

Evelyn has a secret. One that isn't her being a magical girl. She has not told crowley, nor any of her magical colleagues, and she does not intend to— at least not for now. However, this secret does leave her susceptible to... negative feelings.

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[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

[sillyguystrawb]

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.

[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.

[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)

[ladylaviniya]

OH. MY. GODDESS. wher do I even START?!?? This storie had me gripping my phone like it was a lifline and screamin into my pillow every five minutes!! It’s givving emotional devestation but like, in the BEST way possible???? loving this angst!

First offf the way you dropped us right into that pure panic moment with the CDT stickk??? i was imediately sweating. swear my heart was racin like I was the one standing there, ugly cryin on the bathroom floor. And the wayy you described her wholeee mental spiral?? Babe, I FELT that. Like, helloo?? Googling “false positive CDT” like as if she was looking up something about her period and diagnosing herself via google?? Relatable content fr 🫠.

And THEN the family stufff??? Ugh, it hurt in that very spesific way only family disapointment can. I wanted to jump into the storie, snatch her mom’s phone and yeet it into the sun. Like ma’am??? HUG. YOUR. CHILD. YOU. COLD. BISSSSHHHH!!! 🥲🥲

But also THE DOCTORRR??? pls pedros character has no right being that much of a walking contradction. Like sir can you not be terrifying and weirdly comforting at the same time?? It’s confusing for my emotion?? (Also… am I suposed to be blushingg at a medical exam?? Because I was. no thought, just “Is he gonna fuck her? ohh shit theyre gonna fuckk and her moms just outside 😳😳.”)

The way every little smell and feeling was sooooo detailed that I could literally taste the sterile hospital air and feel the awful cold chair under my butt?? REAL AF (i suffer with chronic shit so i am there often).

AND GURL the breakdownn when she’s begging her mom at the hospital door?? SOBBING. no joke. legit tears. I was ready to assemble an army of feral besties to storm that hospital and rescue her myself, hair up, earrings off. 🫡

The writing just hit so hard like, it’s so like painfully real (i mean i do have a crush on a nurse at my local clinic, he fine af). You made the whole "struggling against who the world says you gotta be" thing feel so personal And her messy thoughts being all over the place?? Chef’s kissss mwuah!💋

pls if I had one lil wish?? Maybe just like, a teensy bit more breathin room between the angst, like throw the girl (and us!!!) a cupcake and a warm puppie for 2 secs to recover before BAM more angst. again i love the angst but jesus have mercy, gimme some fluff or something soon, y/n needs it!

but honestly??? i devoured thiss. 10/10 emotional damage. Would cry and scream again. pls write more immediatelyyy or i will simply perish 🫶✨✨

-🐞

Hi Lady Bug 🥹🐞

OMG 🥹🥹 I don’t even know where to start with this comment!! I’m grinning like a fool and lowkey tearing up reading it. THANK YOU for taking the time to write all this 💖💕💞

You got every single thing I was hoping readers would feel, and honestly? Hearing that you were gripping your phone and screaming into a pillow??? Peak life goals right there. Also cackling at the “googling false positive CDT” bit because that was 100% the vibe I was aiming for, like ahhhhh me too cause I self diagnose on google often 🤭

The fact that you wanted to yeet her mother's phone into the sun lmfao.

Yeppp I might need you on speed dial for future feral bestie army raids because Y/N needs all the backup she can get 😭

AND THE DOCTOR LMAO. I swear, Pedro’s character wasn’t supposed to be that much of a menace but he just insisted on being both terrifying and weirdly soft and confusing. I love writing soft but secretly twisted men

Also, you asking for a cupcake and a puppy between the angst??? Noted. Very fair. I can't promise there’s gonna be the fluff you might be seeking ...but let's see how you go fren.

Anyway, I’m just 🥹 overwhelmed in the best way. Your support and these reactions mean the world. I’m definitely working on more, so pls don’t perish!! More chaos and maybe a sprinkle of fluff incoming soon 🫡💖

[l-llavellans]

🎮🎄 and 🍝 for Liam?

hi thanks for asking!! 🫶

🎮 - what are three of your oc's favorite hobbies?

hmmm well a lot of liam’s hobbies tend to err more towards the “destructive coping mechanism” side of things but when he isn’t partying or hooking up or pushing his physical activity level to the limit…he’s a huge movie buff, especially horror/sci-fi/monster movies. rewatching the same godzilla movies over and over again is his idea of a relaxing night in lol but he’s also a pretty big romcom fan. he doesn’t try to hide it either he’s got zero percent shame

he also likes the outdoors a lot - I wouldn’t say he enjoys hiking per se, but he likes to go on a good long walk and be by himself in nature for a while. he didn’t have much else to do as a kid other than go outside and explore, so he’s got a lot of the woods around wayhaven memorized and likes to amble around every so often to clear his head

and one that he does try to hide lol he actually really likes to play the guitar! he has rook’s old guitar hanging up in his living room :) he likes to sing too, but he would rather die than ever do that in front of anybody again (he was in a band in high school/early college…fun fact) he will deny it to anyone that ever asks, but he’s pretty talented!

🎄- what is your oc’s favorite holiday?

halloween 110%. i mentioned he likes to party and halloween is usually his favorite time for that kind of scene lol he also is just a pretty big fan of horror and scary and creepy anyway so he likes the aesthetic! i imagine he really leans into it and it drives unit bravo up the wall lmfao

🍝 - what is/are your oc’s favorite food(s)?

yknow ive actually never thought about it. ive given a lot of thought to liam’s affinity for sweets but never actually considered what his favorite food would be. he’s an adventurous eater and not picky at all so i imagine he’d try pretty much anything. the more out of his ordinary range of foods, the better probably!

thank you again for asking!!

[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

[meggannn]

30 & 37 for the fic ask!!

30. Have you ever written something that was out of your comfort zone? If so, what was it, and how did it affect your approach to writing fic thereafter?

Across the Hellespont Strait technically fits that bill because I don't normally write "x times" or "x theme" fics, or if I do, then it tends to happen naturally and I only realize what I've done when I'm like halfway through? lmao but this time I specifically set out with the intention of writing an "x times" fic and I think it turned out okay, at least judging by the reception. truthfully I'm not sure I learned a lot about my approach other than that I confirmed I don't like starting out with "I'm going to write X theme because X interests me with Y pairing, and I'll figure out the details of the plot/emotional beats as I go." I think I can solidly say I prefer to figure out the plot before the tags, if that makes sense. (it's also why I don't use as many tags as others on AO3, because I never know what to tag something lmfao.)

so I probably won't ever feel fully comfortable getting a prompt like "Fenhawke + soulmate au," and one reason I don't participate in or ask for things like fic word prompts (despite that I'd probably benefit from any challenge that gets me writing more often) is because in general I really prefer to let the idea of a broader concept percolate in my head for a loooong while before I start connecting scenes together in my head like a pepe sylvia conspiracy board. I've also noticed that when I receive a single one-word prompt, I feel the urge to subscribe to a single tone or mood for the whole fic, like "angst" for "soulmates" or "comedy" for "coffee shop au" or something, and any time I deviate from it then I feel like I'm not really fulfilling the request. IDK why. anyway I hope that makes sense, it's like 2am where I am rn lol

37. Promote one of your own “deep cut” fics (an underrated one, or one that never got as much traction as you think it deserves!). What do you like about it?

I'm gonna go with Stars From a Distance, the only Portal fic I've ever written! it was a little weird but wonderful, and I like imagining Chell's doing fine out there outside of Aperture despite what Glados said. there are a few other fics I've written more recently that I should probably also promote, but since the question was "deep cut," I wanted to choose an older fic that I still think very fondly of but didn't make a lot of waves.

question for fic writers

[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.