#okay i swear I'm done making stuff lol

[laputaskies]

[misc-obeyme]

Sigh. Okay. Here's the Levi demon form smut. I don't think it turned out very good, but I'm tired of messing with it. And I spent time writing it, so I figure I might as well post it. I'm sorry, Levi, I swear I'll do you justice one day~

GN!MC x Leviathan

NSFW MDNI

Warnings: penetration (reader receiving), Levi being silly and blushy and anxious, demon form, tail stuff (I'm struggling with how to label this - the tail wraps around MC, MC sucks on the end of it, and it also stimulates MC but doesn't penetrate... okay that'll have to do I guess), sexy potion (briefly mentioned and Levi drank it lol), cockwarming, biting, man I hope that's it

Leviathan was already bright red. He kept his eyes squeezed shut, but the blush covering his face was so sweet. He was in his bathtub, back against several pillows and you in his lap. Two piles of clothes were on the floor nearby. He'd been nervous from the start, even though you had done this before. You tried to get him to relax, but it was clear that most of the things you did only made it worse.

You ran your hands over his chest as you pushed back against his erection.

You put your hand on his cheek. “Please, Levi?”

“M-MC!” he protested.

You had asked him if he would shift into demon form and the idea of it flustered him so bad he couldn’t look at you.

You kissed his warm cheeks. “I just wanna see you,” you said as you trailed your lips down his neck.

Levi shivered at the light touch, but he still couldn’t open his eyes.

You sighed and sat up a bit, so you could cup his face with both hands. You rubbed your thumbs across his skin. “Look at me, Levi.”

Obediently, Levi opened his eyes, but it was still difficult for him. He turned his face away, like he was trying to only see you in his periphery. You turned him back to face you.

"Whatever you think about yourself doesn't matter," you said. "I want to see all of you. You can do that for me, can't you?"

Something seemed to shine in Levi’s eyes. Not tears, but a confidence you knew he often didn't feel. And then he was in demon form, confirming that your words had boosted him enough to feel comfortable granting your request.

You watched as the complex horns emerged and the black and indigo coloring splayed across his neck and shoulder. You could feel the tail wrap around your waist. You shifted slightly so the scales rubbed gently across your skin.

You traced your fingertips across the pattern on his neck and the way he whined in response filled you with satisfaction. You leaned back down to press kisses along where your fingers had touched, enjoying the way he began to squirm beneath you.

You rolled your hips, grinding yourself down on his erection, making him cry out.

“A-ah!” Levi’s fingers were suddenly digging into your arms, a sensation you found you liked. His tail tightened around your waist. “MC! Please!”

You smirked and looked down at him. “Please what?”

But Levi couldn’t say it. You knew he would be too embarrassed to. He squeezed his eyes shut again, pressing his lips together and shaking his head.

You laughed a little because his reaction was so cute. You ran your hands through his hair, letting them slide gently up his horns, enjoying the way he shuddered in response. Then you kissed him, running your tongue along those tightly clamped lips in an attempt to get him to relax. It worked. He opened his mouth for you, letting out a little gasp as your tongue slipped inside.

Your kiss became sloppy fast, your hips occasionally rolling languidly downward. Every time you did this, the tail around your waist twitched and tightened just a little.

You pulled away to look down at him again and while his expression was a little more open, the anxiety was still clearly written there.

You pressed kisses across his face, pausing by his ear to whisper, “You’re safe with me. It’s okay to let go a little.”

It was like you had unlocked a secret level. Levi’s hands moved from your arms to your hips and he bucked up into you, letting out a whine that was so needy you couldn’t help but smile.

You rearranged yourself a bit, then sat snugly on his cock. You went slowly, inching down bit by bit so you could hear his noises.

As you went, Levi’s tail wrapped even more circles around you until the tip was brushing against your cheek. You smiled as it edged along your lips then opened your mouth to let it inside.

As soon as the tip of Levi’s tail was inside your mouth, you clamped your lips closed and sucked. You were rewarded by the sight of Levi’s eyes rolling back into his head as he moaned and bucked beneath you.

You steadied yourself with your hands on his chest as you moved your hips, setting a decent pace. Every time his cock was fully inside you, it sent spikes of pleasure through your gut. You moaned around his tail, but didn’t let it out of your mouth. Your tongue was too busy exploring the unusual feeling of his scales.

Levi was a mess beneath you, his hands gripping your hips so tightly you knew there’d be marks later. He couldn’t stop himself from meeting your movements and the lower part of his tail that was wrapped around you seemed to be moving you, too. You found you barely had to do any of the work yourself. You still maintained the pace and position, though, and Levi seemed to be content to let you.

Your heavy breathing filled the room along with the sound of skin smacking against skin and Levi’s soft whines. You decided you wanted to hear a little more, reaching out to pinch one of his nipples.

Levi cried out and you laughed softly around the tail in your mouth. Levi pulled his tail out as it squeezed around you even more. It was almost painful but not quite. You knew he didn’t even realize what he was doing and that made it all the more enjoyable.

“Sorry,” you said between heaving panting now that your mouth was free. “Did that hurt?”

Levi whined. “D-do it again-“

He didn’t have to ask twice. But you decided this time it would be more satisfactory to use your teeth. The tail around you slackened just a bit as you moved your body forward and bit down on the sensitive skin.

Levi was squirming hard beneath you now and you knew it was only a matter of time before he came. You increased your pace, letting your arms rest on his shoulders, pulling him into your body as you focused on your movement.

Everything around you tightened - Levi’s tail, his hands, even his eyes squeezing shut - as he came inside of you.

Levi cried out your name so beautifully as his tail went limp, falling into a heap around you.

Levi kept his eyes closed tight as your pace slackened. You were about to stop when you felt the tip of his tail, still wet from your mouth, finding its way between your legs, just barely touching your most sensitive spot.

It was so unexpected, you gasped.

Levi peeked at you, opening one eye just enough to register the look of surprise on your face. “D-don’t stop,” he said. And his hands gripped your hips hard again, keeping you moving.

“But-!” you protested. “How are you still-?”

The blush that alighted on Levi’s face made you smile. You were about to ask him how he was still hard after he came only seconds ago. There was something going on there, but you felt too good in that moment to pursue it further.

The tail between your legs seemed to have a mind of its own. It was only moments before you weren’t able to form full sentences anyway. You barely registered the look of adorable determination on Levi’s face before you felt that tightening in your gut.

You ended up leaving light scratch marks across his chest as you came, his tail continuing its ministrations as you rode out your orgasm.

You drew in some heavy breaths as you collapsed against Levi, letting your head settle in the crook of his neck. His arms moved to wrap around you, hugging you close to him, and his tail did the same, but not too tightly.

“You’re still hard,” you said, pressing light kisses to his neck.

Levi groaned. “Asmo gave me this potion…”

You laughed softly against his skin. “Oh, was it more potent than you thought it’d be?”

“D-don’t laugh, MC!” he said even as his grip on you tightened.

“I’m sorry,” you said. “Do you want me to help you out?”

Levi was quiet for a long time before he finally said. “A-actually, if you could just… stay like this…”

You were more than content to stay in Levi’s arms and cockwarm him all night if that’s what he wanted. You both fell asleep soon enough, though it would take some time for the potion to fade.

masterlist | Thank you for reading!

[hotchnerwrites]

Live & Unfiltered

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x streamer!reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: NSFW, smut (18+ only), reader is a streamer with a bedroom setup, fingering, oral sex, doggy, size k1nk if you squint, afab reader, no use of (y/n), swear words, a little bit of v0yeurism, a bit of soft dom toji omg

Request: Hiii!!! I was wondering if you could do Popular live streamer x Toji? Where reader forgets to turn her live off and Toji and reader do some "things". After that she gets banned for a month??? ⚠️ don't write this is you don't feel comfortable ⚠️

A/N: Thank you so much for your request @okgrdgy !! I'm sorry it took me a while, kind of went ham on it. I hope it's what you envisioned. I loved this idea so much. Included a streamer chat too. TBH i don't watch streams, so I took some creative liberties here and there ahahaha we pretend we do not see the inaccuracies. I hope you like it!!! Enjoy reading <3333

My requests are open! Send me stuff through my asks :)

The stopwatch has been ticking for almost 3 hours now. You’re getting tired now and plan on ending the live stream soon. It was getting late in the evening. According to the streaming stats on your secondary monitor, viewers were tabbing out too, which made this decision all too easy. You had dedicated four years of your life to streaming as a career. Your mom had questioned your sanity initially, but after you bought her the house in cash, she shut up about it. Clearly, you had done something right to be averaging 3 million viewers per live. The money was excellent too. You imagined having a great pair of tits had something to do with it too. Lord knows some of those incels viewing your content asked you to strip enough times. 

“Alright, chat, what do you say we wrap this up soon? I’m getting real tired and I wanna grab dinner soon!” You chirp into the mic. “I’ll make you a deal, yeah? I’ll play one more lobby and if I win, we all call it a night.”

mandown13: Deal!!! Get ‘em girl. Just donated a rose for good luck. 🌹 mattymp4: Donated 12 subs, I’m expecting a shoutout soon. marc_johnson_25: Dinner? Yeah right. More like making a sandwich for your boyfriend vibecheck_77: Let's gooo!! Can’t wait for the next level 💪🎮 justanotherfan69: you gonna bounce in your seat again? I know you wore that cropped shirt just for us today 😏 pufferfishxoxo: the new overlay fucks, i love it chillguy_42: You gonna do a fan lobby again? shadow_ninja51: Still waiting on the RE8 stream… I donated roses for it :/ dont_killmyvibe: What’s plans for the next stream?  sarah_gamer_13: Sad to see you going offline early today.

As you read through the comments, the door behind you creaks open. You glance over your shoulder, pushing one side of your headset off. You see Toji, fresh out of the shower, dressed in his old sweats. He’s towelling his hair as he looks at you. He cracks a smile before speaking up. 

“How much longer, doll? I’m starving.”

“One more game, honey, then I’m done, I promise. I won’t be long.”

“You’d be on there all night if you could,” he grumbles, “Don’t take too long, okay? Yell when you’re done.” With that, Toji turns and leaves the room, his footsteps padding down the hallway.

shadowhunter23: You should do a stream with your mans. That’d be lit. justanotherfan69: @/shadowhunter23 Yeah right. He’s gonna cook her. Bet she won’t so she doesn’t lose on stream. sarah_gamer_13: Yeah right, idiots. vibecheck_77: Keep an eye on your left when you go in. It’s your blind spot.

“Okay, chat, here we go. And no, I’m not gonna stream with Toji. He doesn’t really like being on camera, and we respect that here,” you say. You turn back to your primary monitor, double-check that the screen is visible, and return your focus to the lobby.

mandown13: Yessss! You did it! Let’s gooooo! 🙌 pufferfishxoxo: Cooked LOL toxicwaste42: Lmao, didn’t expect that. Guess I was wrong. 🙄 justanotherfan69: Toji sure is one lucky bastard gamerbro_999: Bruh, stop pretending you know how to play. Just look at your reactions. Fake ass bitch. n00bmaster76: Maybe if you showed your tits less and played more, your stats wouldn’t be in the shit. sarah_gamer_13: Good job, girlie. Take rest, you did good today. shadow_ninja51: She’s good, but the fact that people donate just because you’re hot is so wild. 😂

You lean back and stretch your arms as you wrap up the stream. “Alright, chat, that’s it for now. As promised, one last one and we’re done. Thanks for sticking around! I love you all, and I’ll see you next week as usual. Night!” 

You click the end stream button, and the chat blows up with excited comments. You’re grateful to be off now. The ends of your streams were the part you hated the most, not just because you hated leaving your fans but also because the end was when the incels came out in full force. It was such a headache to deal with them. But you’re glad today’s over and you’re looking forward to spending time with your boyfriend.

“Tojiiiiiii,” you call. You’ve missed him. “I’m done. Come backkkkkk!” You know you sound needy but that’s because you are.

Toji strolls back into your room, broad shoulders filling the doorway. He flashes you that crooked grin you love, the scar stretching across his teeth. His hair still hasn’t dried fully, sticking up in the front. 

“You miss me, doll?” He teases, sauntering over to your bed where you’re sprawled out. His voice is raspy and his smile is teasing, like he’s trying to get under your skin. You can’t help but wonder how he pulls it off so effortlessly. 

You part your legs, and he stands between them, staring down at you. His arms are crossed across his broad chest. From this height, he looks like a giant. 

“Long stream?” He asks. His tone is soft, as if genuinely curious, but you know better. The way his lips curl into a flirty smirk tells you he couldn’t care less about the stream. He’s more interested in you. 

“Yeah. You still hungry?”

“Sure,” he shrugs noncommittally. He doesn’t follow that up with anything, but you didn’t dare interrupt. You could tell something was on his mind. After a beat, he flops down next to you. You shift over a bit, making room for him. Toji throws a large arm across your body and pulls you closer. His hand lands on your waist with a firm, possessive grip. His warmth surrounds you, and the scent of his cologne washes over you. You inhale deeply, enjoying the quiet moment.

“You don’t seem hungry, Toji,” you whisper. 

Toji chuckles, “I am. I swear.” He leans in closer, his breath tickling your face. He slowly presses his lips to the side of yours. His hand sneaks up your waist, making feather-light touches as it approaches your breast. His fingers slide against the fabric of your shirt. The warmth from his body sends a shiver down your spine. 

“Oh!” Were you short-circuiting?

“Yeah. Oh.” Toji chuckles, low and playful. He’s enjoying this. 

He leans in again and presses his mouth against yours. Your eyes flutter shut as you lose yourself in the sensation. His tongue swipes against your lips, asking for permission that you don’t think twice about granting. Long, languid strokes are Toji’s style. His tongue dances against yours, and you can’t help the moan that escapes your lips. A warm buzz spreads through your body, which you never want to end. As you both break away to catch your breath, Toji moves down and presses warm, wet kisses against your neck.

“Toji,” you whimper his name, “Please, baby, I need more.”

He pulls away to look into your eyes. Toji tilts your chin up gently with his fingers and says. “Relax, honey, let me take care of it. Just let me help you with that.”

Before you can react, Toji returns to mouthing that spot on your neck. All this while, he had been taking his time, but something had changed now. His hand trails down your waist, sending electricity dancing down your skin. He hooks his fingers under your shirt and yanks it clean off.

“God, you’re so beautiful, doll,” Toji murmurs as he moves down your body. Your body feels like it’s on fire, and you emit a sound between a moan and a whimper. Your need is increasing by the second, and you’re not sure how much longer you can be patient. “Toji,” you mumble out.

“Quiet, baby. Be patient. I’ve got you,” Toji replies from between your legs. With that, he slides your sweats off and gets to work. It seemed like a fire had been lit within him, he wasn’t wasting any time now. He hooks a finger in your panties and pulls it to the side. He presses a thumb to your clit, giving it an experimental swipe. When you gasp and arch against his touch, he takes the liberty of adding a long swipe against your wet cunt with his tongue. 

Your eyes roll back in your head as he continues his ministrations against you. You’re getting impossibly wetter, and the feeling of his tongue against you is overwhelming. Toji groans against you, flicking your clit with his tongue before he slides a finger into your wet hole. You gasp against the sudden intrusion and buck against him. You can't help the moans spilling out of you as Toji’s fingers work in and out of you, his tongue against your swollen bud. 

“Look at me, baby,” Toji orders, his tone warming your core. You hum as Toji’s fingers hit your sweet spot, over and over again. 

“I’m close, Toji, please,” you beg. He doesn’t respond, but his fingers scissor inside you, making you grind your hips against his face. A sudden bolt of lightning arcs up your spine, and your release hits you like a train. 

“Fuck!” You spit out, pleasure radiating from your core in waves. Toji hauls himself above you, biceps bulging. His mouth is glistening in your juices, and he’s grinning from ear to ear. You grab him by the front of his shirt and pull him in for a sloppy kiss. You can taste yourself in his mouth, and it’s driving you crazy. 

Without a warning, Toji suddenly flips you over onto your hands and knees. “Be a good girl for me, now, okay?” He whispers into your ear as he leans over you. You don’t respond. Instead, you push your ass back against his crotch, right onto his erection. As you grind against him, Toji emits a deep rumble from his chest. He presses a large palm against the small of your back and pushes you down. 

“Misbehave and I’ll stop, doll,” Toji states. His tone brooks no argument, and you stop your movements. Toji moves behind you, and you hear the soft rustle of fabric— he strips quickly and rolls on a condom. He’s so fast that you barely register his actions. Before you get a chance you say anything, Toji taps his cock against your entrance a few times and slides in. 

A high-pitched gasp escapes you as you stretch to accommodate to girth. You had slept with Toji so many times, but it always felt like the first time with him. Nothing got you used to his cock bullying its way past your walls. 

“Fuck, Toji, you’re too big,” you can barely get the words out. The tip of his cock is kissing your spongy walls and you’re already seeing stars as he drags it in and out. His eyes don’t move from where your bodies connect. 

“I wanna hear you, sweetheart,” Toji says as he sets a rough pace.

 You don’t even deign him with an answer; you’re too far gone at this point to string words together. His cock hits all the spots you need it too. Your cries bounce off the walls, and the room smells like sweat and sex. A ring of cream has formed around the base of Toji’s cock. Your walls are fluttering against his cock as he speeds up. Pleasure radiates from your pussy to your head and you swear you could hear bells. 

“Harder, Toji, please, I wanna cum so bad,” you cry out. 

Toji pushes you down and holds you down with one arm. He’s going in deeper at this angle, and his dick repeatedly hits your G-spot. You’re basically screaming from pleasure now, and you can hear Toji grunting above you. You squeeze around him as he slides you up and down his cock at a rapid pace. His grip on your waist tightens, and Toji groans as he cums suddenly. He thrusts shallowly a few more times, enough for you to chase your high, and you cum for a second time. This time, your pleasure slides through you slowly, a warm feeling slowly spreading through your body.

Toji slides off you and lays down next to you. “God, doll, you’re so perfect,” he murmurs as he presses a kiss to your forehead. You push yourself up on your arms and crawl onto his chest. His arm wraps around you and his fingers draw abstract designs on your back. 

“You were hungry,” you say. Toji looks down at you, a small smirk tugging against the edge of his mouth. 

“Yeah. Just not the kind you thought,” he chuckles. 

You descend into a fit of giggles. As you both come down your highs, you hear the bells again. 

“Toji, did you hear that?” You ask. He looks at you, a confused look in his eyes.

“What are you talking about?”

“The bells, can you hear them?”

“What be— Oh. Oh.” Toji looks distracted suddenly, glancing over your shoulder.

“What’s wrong? What is it?” You turn your head, following his gaze.

There, in the distance, next to your setup, you can see a faint red dot.

Fuck.

Fuck, fuck fuck. No fucking way.

You leap up, grab your shirt off the floor and toss it on as you run over to your desktop. The bells… The stupid bells were notification sounds. From your livestream. From earlier.

That you had apparently forgotten to turn all the way off. 

justanotherfan69: No. Fucking. Way. n00bmaster76: I knew she’d do it. None of these female streamers don’t do it for the game, they just sell themselves online for money. Why would she be any different? L. toxicwaste42: YOOOOOOO

You quickly hit the end stream button properly this time. The light blinks off this time. Just to be sure, you pull the plug from the outlet as well. 

“Baby, what is it?” Toji asks from behind you.

“So, uh… remember that livestream earlier?” You say sheepishly.

“Yeah. What about it?”

“I….. kind of….. maybe… forgot to turn it off……”

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Bonus The next day, you stare at your emails in pure dismay.

Your account has been temporarily suspended for violating the T&C associated with streaming through our client. Our company aims to be family-friendly, and your actions, upon review, do not align with our ideals. As a result, we have banned you from streaming for the next one (1) month. If you wish to appeal this decision, please respond to this email. Regards

Toji sneaks a look at your screen over your shoulder. He laughs at your plight.

"Oh, shut up, Toji," you snark, his mirth doing nothing for your foul mood, "You're the reason behind this."

"Worth it. Toooootally worth it," he draws out the syllables.

You swat his chest as you begin typing up your appeal.

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[k-is-for-potassium]

about me!

hey there!! you can call me maggie! (or babna lol) i have mentioned my irl first name a couple times tho

they/she/he pronouns page :3

please use gender neutral/fem terms. im okay with and use stuff like dude and girly in a gender neutral way, lmk if you don't want me to :)

main of @apollo-god-of--like--everything (epic the musical rp acc)

everything is platonic!! i say things like "<3" and "ily"platonically, so if you're uncomfortable with this lmk!!

also i swear sometimes quite a bit, i don't usually tag it but i might if there's a lot or smth

legacy of apollo ☀️🎶🏹⚕️✍️

my timezone is est (maybe...) i am in the us tho

i am a minor. adults are okay but no 18+ or big nsfw please

everyone is loved here (unless you're a homophobe, transphobe, terf, aphobe, racist, sexist, map, etc.) 💖

not really any dni's, unless you're someone listed above or a weirdo (you know who you are)

more under the cut!!

interests/hobbies!

music: taylor swift, olivia rodrigo (shes literally me yall), conan gray, chappell roan, ajr, tx2, noahfinnce, cavetown, eminem, mcr, green day, måneskin, lots of broadway musicals, and MUCH more

im always looking to broaden my music horizons, so lmk if you have any suggestions! my music taste is crazy i like basically anything so i'll probably love any of y'all's recs lol

musicals (yes they get their own section): EPIC: the musical, hamilton, in the heights, SIX, dear evan hansen, be more chill, heathers, (kinda) wicked, les miserables, and beetlejuice, but the list is always expanding

movies/tv shows: the owl house, gravity falls, mean girls (movie and musicals), house md (not done yet, on season 7? i think), hazbin hotel, helluva boss, percy jackson, bluey, all versions of tmnt (especially rottmnt), the hunger games, metal family

video games: minecraft, animal crossing, splatoon (2 and 3), kirby, pokémon, stardew valley

i have my own pink switch lite :3

books: pjo, hoo, toa, tsats, mcga, kane chronicles (not done yet), the iliad, hopefully the odyssey eventually, circe and tsoa (not done yet), the hunger games, wof, kinda lotr and hobbit, probably more that i can't think of

im currently reading circe, tsoa, and the iliad (huge greek mythology phase rn lol)

i'm a musician! i play clarinet in my school band and flute, piano, ukulele, and guitar in my own time :)

i am also a scout (bsa), my rank is tenderfoot :3

my favorite colors are purple and yellow!

i LOVE making new friends, if you wanna be moots you can dm or askbox me :D

☆~ credit ~★ babna origin 😨 @/s1eepy-0 – my beautiful header 😻 @/saradika – all the beautiful dividers!! and my pfp is from this picrew ♡

[accio-victuuri]

5/16/24 LRLG post + interpretations ❤️💛💚

so it’s not enough that we’ve been struggling for the past days, they really put meaning to the saying of “when it rains it pours”. at least they let people sleep and then released this in the morning. it is an unusual posting time cause it’s usually evening or even late like 1:00 AM but not this early.

original link from the rumor house is here. i will omit some parts and just explain what happens but i tried to preserve the integrity of the post. all of this is fake. if i missed some cpn related to this, feel free to comment or just reblog and add on. enjoy ^^

XZ: "Do I have to buy the flowers myself? I can't spend hundreds of dollars."

WYB: “You don’t need to buy it and use it at home. The bottle is also pretty.”

XZ: 🙄

WYB: “Your skills are really top-notch now.”

XZ: "Why don't you try to be more yin and yang?"

WYB: "Well done. Well done."

XZ: “Don’t let me go if you don’t have any symptoms”

WYB: "You know if I have a fart or not, I'm so awesome."

XZ: "gun"

WYB: 😘

XZ: "There is also gas in the mouth"

WYB: 🙄

XZ: "Hey, your skills are also top-notch."

WYB: “I can’t compare to you, but practice makes perfect”

XZ: “It’s boring.

WYB: “Come and play”

XZ: "If you don't want to play, you won't come from xx"

👧: "Looking for me, I won't delay the fun of you two"

WYB: "Then shall we leave?"

👧: “I also know that practice makes perfect”

WYB: “Excuse me”

XZ: "Whose number should I use?"

WYB: "I'll log in for you

Yibo really be buying useless stuff again. lol. I can only imagine him scrolling through shopping apps in between takes and ordering everything. Thank you ZZ for being the voice of reason. LOL. and them complementing each other’s skills in gaming, even the log-in, we think is for the game. && how they are trolling each other talking about gas/fart, it’s so them 😂😂😂😂

the part about the kiss emoji makes us think that wyb kissed xz but then xz had to comment like that lol and be a gremlin 😂😂😂

i saw one guess that the bottle/vase he is talking about where you can put flowers may be a souvenir from abroad that wyb gave him

WYB: XZ believes in Buddhism and doesn’t believe in anything.”

XZ: “Watch me assist”

WYB: "You are not playing support role."

XZ: "Okay, I won't go even if you call me daddy."

WYB: “Don’t help, you still have to help”

No but seriously i will pay good money to watch them livestream a game lol. to those who are not familiar of why XZ was saying “call me daddy”, it’s a common quip among people. kinda like saying “im your father” cause i’m helping you and more superior than you— nothing kinky okay?

WYB: “Where did the cat come from?”

WYB: "Can I not hear it when it’s meowing at me? "

WYB: "What to record"

WYB: “So where did the cat come from?”

WYB: “Questioning you on behalf of 🌰🌰”

WYB: “Oh, great shooting”

people are thinking it’s this chonky cat that xz got attached to

and all of us are cackling at how wyb is “asking for 🌰🌰” because his dad is being a traitor and looking at other cats! 😤😤😤 yibo is so loyal to their daughter lol

WYB : super cold, i’ll eat a fried egg for you in awhile

WYB: look closely, i’m going to eat one for you (fried egg = sun that just appeared ☀️)

WYB: i ate it too early, it’s not fully cooked yet

WYB: sure, i’ll wait for you to eat a cooked one

i swear their conversations don’t make sense unless you have some background. cpfs are saying here that it means, wyb gave xz a fried egg ☀️ and then xz ate a cooked egg, the way he did it in that milan vlog

and like, if we are talking about a literal egg, that was featured as well in the Milan vlog 🍳 so could that be a bit for bobo? a literal easter egg? lol.

next part is bobo asking xz why doesn’t it look the same to him and how xz hasn’t responded to the group chat. and how he will call him later 📲

them having a gc is not even a secret but just 🥹🥹 that must be one hell of a group chat to be in.

WYB: “How was the restaurant you ate at last time? Let's go there when Zhan ge comes."

🧔‍♂️: "Their ribs are amazing, but the chops are not as good as they should be. Why don't we order one for you tonight and try it?"

i won’t include this part anymore but it’s a conversation between yibo and members of his staff about food and what to eat. i love how wyb is always thinking about xz when he sees something that is good to eat. feeding xz is really his love language. i’m cackling how they are conscious about the carbs to eat. planning what and where to eat with your loved one seems so simple but really special too. there were talks about fruits, which we know what xz is fond of eating in CQL BTS. ( sorry for the screenshot lol xiao zhan i love youuuu. you have no bad angle! )

there was also a part that wyb was telling them to buy blueberries and the staff is like: "Just tell me what you want to eat and I'll give you whatever you want" but yibo was all "Let's see what he wants to eat" 🥹🥹🥹 it all depends on XZ.

and then this scene in the wedgwood ad. which is most likely a coincidence. but still 👀

WYB: “Look at this big pot”

XZ: Saw it

WYB: "I won't let you try the dishes in advance."

XZ: "If you want to eat, just say so and don't take the blame."

👧: Boss Xiao, we have already eaten it.”

XZ: "Grateful and thankful"

WYB: "Why are you so happy?"

XZ: You guys are going to have another meal in two days.

WYB: ☺️☺️🤭☺️🥰🥰🥰😍😍😍

XZ: "Eat quickly and fight again when you get back."

WYB: “🫡Received”

XZ: "Idiot, hang up, bye"

WYB: "Bye"

with this fake rumor i feel so soft cause having a meal together is something they look forward to. i especially loved this comment from a cpf which u think perfectly explain why this romantic: But I especially understand how dad feels. . . When you are in a long-distance relationship, if you already have a date for your next meeting, you will really feel like you don’t want to taste the delicious food you want to eat with you before meeting! Just like "I want to share the surprise of the first bite with you" is the real thing. I only want to taste one-fifth of the taste. I want to wrap this little bit of deliciousness with the anticipation of seeing you soon. I want to see you soon. I have been stuffed to the brim these last few days, so that the day I see you I will explode with happiness!” 🥹🥹🥹

next part is wyb talking to a staff about eating and then this one, yibo! give your assistant a vacation! and well the boss is not taking a vacation too sooooo….

👧: “When can I take a vacation?”

WYB: "Anytime, if you have anything to do, just take a break."

👧: “Want to take a big vacation”

WYB: “It’s early then”

👧: “This year’s Qingming Festival and May Day are all in vain”

WYB: "Have arrangements been made for May Day?"

and the final part of the rumor contribution:

WYB: "Where"

WYB: “Okay, be safe.”

WYB: "I don't have time to ask you to keep the fake house.

WYB: "good"

-END

[revalition]

OCT 18 - ELECTROCHEMISTRY Go to party planet. Love and be loved by drugs.

.... (looks at calendar) yup definitely october 18th today, don't mind us. this didn't even take that long, I wish I could have done more for one of my fav boys. we were putting off a task we didn't want to do (update resume) which meant getting stuck doing nothing at all for 2 days :)))

tomorrow is full of stuff we dont want to do too so... might fall behind on skilltober a bit. it's ok. but it's almost 2am and we gotta be up at 8 so gonna stop rambling now!!! (much love from the main guy who runs this blog and echem!! we're both here!)

lotssss of stuff under the cut! of my wonderful guy!

fun facts:

- has a swear score of 9/10 (calculated by yours truly) second only to half light

- he damages volition only once and heals volition 10 times! that's also the most healing out of any of the skills

- this impolite guy never once says sorry or please. he does say thank you once (to idiot doom spiral for inviting them to party)

- calls you Harry 3 times, boy 7 times, son once, man 13 times (+ calls volition man twice lol), baby 13 times, darling once, buster once, sir once, chief once, buddy 2 times, brother twice, detective 3 times... he talks to you a lot! I'm sure I'm missing some too

- calls himself your mesolimbic reward pathway, your glands, receptors/GABA-receptors, your pleasure response/centres, your electrochemistry, your parasympathetic nervous system, your moral compass (uhm...), your brain (that's a bit presumptuous) again probably missing some

- the 30 screenshot limit is *evil* >:(

also, electrochemistry's name translates directly to electrochemistry in almost all the languages disco has been translated to (which is interesting on its own, electrochemistry is the study of the chemistry of electrons moving) except the chinese translation -- 食髓知味

I don't speak a word of chinese so forgive me if this is off but google translate directly translates it to "Eat the marrow to know the taste". Apparently it is an expression meaning that once you've had a taste of something (the marrow) you will want to have it again, and is used in a negative way.

it... describes echem's role in the game quite clearly. anyway this seemed way too cool to not share.

onto the quotes!

he's so sassy

true! true! tell him echem!

I love love love this one. echem recognizes joy. kim's joy!!

shhhhhh

volition only trying to rein in electrochem... he's all alone out here haha

so delightful, happy electrochem!!!

no 😭 why is he *like that* sometimes. rhetoric knows he's gonna suggest something stupid before echem even opens his mouth. actual idiot. this is a godly check too! he gets sooo stupid at high levels...

hitting this guy with a rolled up newspaper >:|

pleaseee volition make him stop talking. he's so bad. I know he's just doing what he knows, but he's doing it in a manipulative way

look how stupid he is <3 this is when you make the jump for your coat, while you're falling through the air...

alternate outcome!! this line is actually so sad ☹️ noooo... sweetie your precious friend is still there it's okay you'll be okay

electrochemistry making this horrible situation even worse! pleaseee dude not *THE EXPRESSION* I want to strangle him. volition fighting for his life out here

he wants to be famous <3

I didn't mean to put 3 quotes in a row of authority and echem getting along but here we are. echem just wants to buy stuff he doesn't know any better!

one millisecond before hurling the pétanque ball into the ocean... at least he had fun doing it

he praises you for pouring your alcohol on the ground to honour the people you and kim have killed in the line of duty. okay my dude...

YES shit on the kingdom of conscience! someone has to!

what is wrong with him? (affectionate)

these increasing difficulty electrochemistry checks... thanks for making everyone regret asking man. and regret ever leveling you up that high in the first place...

if you rejected the task to find a drink, echem doesn't want it!

echem turning down the opportunity to use the expression, and it's just cause he isn't interested... dying. dying here.

this is a classic and a favourite. I was like 3 minutes into the game when I got this and was like ohhh... what's with this guy. oh dear.

bad :( don't call him a *lamo* stupid skill. him referring to himself by his own name is funny, I don't think any of the others do that

idiot doom spiral cuts him off here. but electrochemistry is the only skill that talks about the basal ganglia (Ancient Reptilian Brain). After some research it looks like the mesolimbic pathway and basal ganglia are closely related, and certain structures are even shared between them. Which might explain why electrochemistry is more in tune with ancient reptilian brain than the other skills. There's actually a really similar thing with perception (smell) talking to limbic system, and the olfactory system and limbic system share pathways in the brain. fascinating. which then raises the question of if pre-martinaise harry knew these things -- knows what a mesolimbic pathway is, and an olfactory system and a basal ganglia, and then named them accordingly? or if it was something else...?

(hopefully this is right, I'm a programmer not a neuroscientist. if someone who actually knows about brains knows more please say something lol)

anyway. onto other quotes.

look at them, look at the idiots <3

he's so sarcastic. look at him, focusing on what really matters! good job buddy

he's gonna kill volition one of these days. also happened in my first playthrough lol, my very high electrochemistry meant I became very fond of volition very fast.

volition... volition beloved, trying to stop you. electrochemistry *lying*. I believe volition about the vow, shush. but also... it is sooo sad that he thinks you guys can't make it without speed :( it's clearly that thought process, that it's better to risk your own health and save as many people as you can, that got things to be as bad as they are... he's got so many issues.

anyway. I've never hit 30 screenshots so fast, yikes. I love this guy so much. I have *so* many thoughts about him... how his role in harry's life would change after being sober and clean for a while... he just wants you to be happy.

[firemenenthusiast]

okay so uh hiii, first off I just wanna say you're writing is top tier, I consider you one of the best writers for Archie's characters, keep up the good work 🩷 ! second off all, the jann fic where he calls the reader mama has plagued my mind for DAYS, like literal brain rot I swear (in a good way tho lol). like I even went on character.ai and got him to call me mama on there like I'm truly down atrocious for subby jann because of you, you must've unlocked something in my brain or something 😭😭.

i don't know exactly if I'm doing this right so if I'm not just let me know and ill try to redo it but i was wondering I could make a request for you to write a few drabbles (if that's the right term, probably not) about casual dominance with subby jann please 👉🏾👈🏾, like not all of them have to be sexual, but best believe I'll have no issue with that lmao. again, I've never done this before so if it's like shitty, all over the place, and makes no sense I apologize 😭. I know you have a couple fics and stuff queued up and other things keeping you busy so no rush or anything.

domestic sub!jann

he’s a subby man, even casually. here’s some domestic headcannons of my little whiskers meow meow jann mardenborough (gt movie)

a/n: thank you anon for your kind words and request ! SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG 😭🙏🏻 i hope this is what you imagined when writing the ask :] also jann calling reader mama was stuck in my head until i actually wrote it. and i WILL do it again

- let’s start off by agreeing on the fact that jann is the clingy one in your relationship

- he’s a busy man, especially at the height of his career so whenever he’s home, he just wants to rest his head on your lap in front of the tv

- he NEEDS you to run your fingers through his hair, or gently caressing the back of his head or he’ll take matters into his own hands

- and by that i mean he will grab your hand and place them in his hair himself, but sometimes you just want to tease him. you would constantly pull your hand away each time he’d grab it and he would whine until you give up

- jann’s a snuggler cuddler. he would snuggle himself in your chest whenever you guys cuddle eventho he’s so much bigger than you. he doesn’t care, he just needs to be wrapped snuggly by your arms in your embrace

- jann does silly things at home with you, including opening his mouth at you whenever you eat together, asking you to feed him. then when you actually do he’ll chew his food with a smile that squints his eyes

- other silly things he does is INSISTING on brushing your teeth together after waking up. you’d be getting out of the bed when he’s still chilling around and he would SCRAMBLE out of the duvets to follow your back, like a puppy

- while on the topic, he really acts closely to a puppy around you

- you getting up to go get something from the fridge ? he’ll go: “where are you going ?”

- you pulling his head off your lap to go to the toilet for a moment ? he’ll go: “where are you going ?”

- if you’re slipping on your coat with the trash in your hand at the door ? he’ll go: “im coming with you”

- he knows that you’ll just make him go himself if he offers to carry it so he wouldn’t take the trash off your hand until AFTER you’ve reached the end of the hallway, before the elevator. just so he could go on that little walk with you

- you’ve never felt annoyed or irritated with him, you’ve grown accustomed to his clinginess. if anything you’re happy that he is the way he is cuz it’s not often that he’s home because his busy schedule

- he SO would beg you to play GT with him. he even bought you your own racing wheel and display, and built your whole set up in your favourite colour just so you could play with him

- you guys have your own racing room just sophisticatedly equipped with both of your set ups, a frickin fridge and a crazy sound system.

- he actually uses the sim a lot to practise, and would follow you around the house, watching you do stuffs that you told him you’re going to be busy for that you wont be able to race with him, until you’re done. THEN only he would be willing to practise happily

- if he’s feeling extra clingy ? he’d ask you to sit on his lap, facing him, just clinging onto him like a koala bear while he races

- you’re his first ever serious girlfriend, so he really cherishes you every second he could. scenario of you breaking up with him flashes before his eyes whenever you’re upset

- ego ? dont know her. he’s willing to kneel and kiss at your knees, begging for forgiveness while you sit on the couch, clearly upset with something he’d done

- most of the time it’s just you being jealous of him entertaining his fangirls, him taking selfies with them, sometimes they’re pressed up too close to him

- you love that he’s nice to them, and that he’s loved by many, but you couldn’t help but feeling jealous

- he knows you’d be, so right after the crowd dissipates he’s quick to go to you, pulling at your folded arms.

- “are you mad at me ?” “no”

- then he would rest his head at the crook of your shoulder until you give in

- jann’s also really sulky. he doesn’t really show it, but you’ll know. he’s not the type of person to be giving you the silent treatment when he’s sulking but you’ll notice he’s distracted. he would still do things with you or for you, just quietly

- sulking jann would include avoiding eye contact. jann is generally quite shy with other people, but with you he’ll make eye contact all the time. he would smile and just look into your eyes until you blush, then he’d chuckle. so when he’s struggling to maintain eye contact with you, you know something’s upsetting him

- you know how i mentioned he follows you everywhere ? so that also applies to when you go shopping for clothes. he’s your personal hype-men, a functional one at that too

- he’s not that type of boyfriend that just waits outside the store, just waiting for you to be done. if anything he’s more excited to walk into your favourite stores than you 😭 cuz he knows there’d be new clothing line that you’d want to try on

- he gives legit opinions too, he knows what type of clothes you like, the materials, the cuttings, you would be hearing him say things like: “that looks pretty but are you comfortable?” cuz he notices it’s made with material that you don’t like

- when it’s his turn to buy clothes he lives for your eyes, and your eyes only. you have a vision in mind for the clothes or outfits that you think would make him look cute, so you’d assemble an outfit at the store for him to try on. he’s not picky, he’ll get anything that you say makes him look handsome.

- guys im genuinely tweaking i need him to be my boyfriend

- both of you have your own careers so sometimes his racing schedule clashes with your work, but it doesn’t happen often

- when you actually have a very important thing to attend for your work, and he has a race on the same day, he’ll get really sad that you’re not gonna be cheering him on, or that you’re not gonna be there when he’s done

- you try to finish your work as soon as possible when he has a race, to come to his racing venue. you mostly work remotely, so you’d just finish your work in the hotel room before going to see him. you’re his emotional support, and he’d be really happy if you get to watch him on the track.

- one time he’d been informed that you wouldn’t be there because of work, and he was really sad, pouting his lips, shoulders dropped and all (he’s dramatic like that) but he’s understanding of your work, so he went and raced the best he could so he would get to tell you all about it after you got home

- unbeknownst of him, you finished early that day and were able to catch him on the track. when he got out of the car he noticed your face on the track displays, watching him from the vip viewing area, cheering him on.

- he was quick to take out all his comms wires to go see you, meeting you halfways as you were also running to go see him

- he’s a whole golden retriever puppy boyfriend, who becomes really subby in bed, whining and whimpering underneath you <3

[lovelykil]

I love your imagines for kyle 😭💕 I was wondering if you could do some but with Craig ??🙈

Head full of smitten bf Craig brain rot 😞

been getting alot of craig requests recently 😭 but suree🫂 I might make a series with the imagines stuff

craig x reader older ver.

cw; none

nsfw ver.

Imagine. . .

you guys watching a movie together on his phone, an earbud in each of yalls ear. His chin rested on the top of your head since you were in between his legs, his long arms wrapped around you as he held the phone to where you and him could see.

For the record,, you guys were supposed to be playing basketball for gym but Craig had other plans. The rest of guys were mad they didn't have another player for their team.

"Craig get your ass on the court!!"

"Fuck off Clyde."

You watching Stripe roam around Criag's room while Criag cleans his cage for him. After he was done he secretly took a pic of you laying down to pet the guinea pig.

This was his wallpaper for a longg time

Laying down in his bed with him as he went on a rant about his hyperfixation; space. He laid on his back with his hands resting on his stomach, hands clasped together whilst you paid attention to his monotone yet cheerful voice, your elbow propped on his sheets holding your head up.

Him randomly flicking your forehead or twirling your hair to get your attention, his voice needy and inpatient.

"Craig can you stop that."

"Pay attention to me, I'm bored."

"Do you wanna hug or someth-"

"Yes."

"lmao okay, c'mere."

Craig lifting up your chin to kiss you since you're short, lol. unless you're not.. then good for you, you over 6 feet?

Idk but Craig is pretty tall him n Kyle are the tallest out of the group in highschool😗

Face calling him every night, talking about nonsense even getting out some laughs from that expressionless teen.

Picking up on his behavior so much, you even yourself start flipping people off at random times, bro is proud. He high-fives your behavior while Clyde scowls Craig at him for this.

Him staring at you in class, when you turn around he immediately looks away you could see that faint blush on his cheek, you smile to yourself getting ready to tease him about that after class.

Going on ice cream dates with him, sometimes even sharing a small bowl of the cold treat,, sitting infront of him with two long spoons inside the container. At times he'd finish the ice cream for him self, laughing at you as you complain.

Him laying on your lap, his head resting on your thighs as he was scrolling mindlessly, enjoying your occasional head rubs as you also paid attention to your phone.

Craig repeatedly calling out your name, also for attention. He pokes at your arm, cheek.. maybe even bite your arm softly.

"Craig I swear."

"Love me."

Him holding you close in his sleep, his face stuffed in the nape of your neck. You lay your hand ontop of his that was around your waist, your abdomen feeling tingly and full of butterflies.

Him being so utterly embarrassed by his new braces he had to get that he tries avoiding you, but when you finally realize the problem you kiss his cheek reminding him he's cute either way.

He turns red after this..

Having matching backpacks togetherrr, most likely some space themed- lots of stars. He begged for it to be space themed you wanted something else but you eventually gave in to what he wanted, plus the stars were cute anyway

Him flirting with you bluntly, but when you flirt back he gets nervous

"You look so good right now babe."

"Oh really?"

"..Y-yeah,, why'd you say it like that" 😭

Him ignoring/ dogging everyone else just to see and meet you in the hallways to walk to to your next class.

"Oh Criag I gotta ask you somethi-"

"I just want to see Y/n, go away."

shortly after..

"Y/nn" :]]

"Craigg!" :D

[m00nlight-ramblings]

Me and the Devil

While in the upside down, Eddie and the crew meet Death herself.

Pairings: Eddie x female (even though she's ethereal?) character

Warnings: talks of death, general spooky gothic stuff?, swearing. MINORS DNI

Requested: yes

Word Count: 3.8k

A/N: The entire crew is in the Upside Down for this one, let's bend the canon a little lol. Graphic and story made my by me. I do not give permission for my work to shared or re-posted. Pictures in graphic found on Pinterest, I do not own them. Thank you!

Eddie's chest heaved as the final bat (hell-bat? What the hell even were these things?) slammed into the ground, a high-pitched squeal escaping its body before he met it with his wooden bat, blood spilling on the ground.

"Oh god, Steve! Steve are you okay?" Nancy rushed to his side as he gently laid his back on the ground, his open wounds noticeable from multiple feet away. The sound of Nancy yelling Steve's name sent Dustin and Mike running to him to inspect. Eddie dropped his bat and ran walked over, almost afraid to get too close.

"Yeah, I'm...fine? No, I mean I'm not but, I-"

"Shut up for a second. Here, let's help. Will someone help him up with me?" Robin said, slinging one of his arms over her shoulder. Nancy took the other, propping him up gently as Steve groaned in pain.

Everyone seemingly sprang into action at the same time - trying to clear and clean an area for Steve, squawking over what we could do to help, ripping of clothes to create makeshift wrappings.

Eddie's head began to spin, sending a dizzy spell through him. So, just to get it straight, not only did the entire town of Hawkins hate him and want him dead for something he didn't even do, but now he was in Hell (sorry, the "Upside Down"), and was fighting a supernatural entity in order to save the planet - no, the universe? And on top of that, one of his friends almost met his end right in front of him?

Okay...so, this was overwhelming.

The voices from the group barking over each other made sweat break out on Eddie's forehead, and Steve's groaning wasn't making it any better. Panic started to rise in Eddie's stomach as his heart raced and wait a minute, when did he start pacing? Ringing his hands to try and expunge some of his excess anxiety, Eddie's mouth couldn't stop from moving:

"Oh god, oh god, oh fuck, oh Jesus Christ! Oh shit, okay, oh shit-"

And suddenly, a whistle.

A whistle so clear, and so loud, it silenced the group instantly. Eddie's anxiety ceased at once as he met the faces of the others - everyone's brows an identical shade of furrowed and confused.

"What the hell is that?" Dustin murmured, staying completely still. His eyes shifted around him, trying to find the source of the whistle. The whistle, that, somehow, had shushed the thunder and lightning of the Upside Down.

As the whistle grew louder, the group knitted closer around Steve (and each other) - even though they didn't know who or what it was, somehow the closeness made them feel more secure. Eddie's eyes met Steve's, which were unreadable.

Suddenly, a woman stepped out from a cluster of rocks a few feet away. As she stepped out, the air seemed to get sucked out from under them, and a bolt of lightening struck ways away; lighting up the sky, but having no noise.

The woman, dressed in an all black - perhaps a shroud that was tightly wrapped around her body - was the source of the whistling. As she stepped out and closer to the group, the sound got louder, sending shivers down Eddie's back. Her dark eyes danced and she smirked.

A hunter playing with their prey.

The group collectively stepped back as she moved forward.

"Well, hello." She purred, stopping and scanning the group. She removed the hood that encapsulated her face, sliding it down to her shoulders, revealing a swath of dark hair. “It seems I’ve been...called.”

“No!” Robin immediately shouted, unable to keep her mouth shut, “No calling done here! No one here called you, you must have the wrong number! A-a-actually, we don’t even have a phone down here!”

“Robin shut up.” Mike hissed, keeping his eyes on the woman and not moving her lips.

The woman laughed, which sent another shiver down Eddie’s spine. He eyed the wooden bat that he had left on the ground, a mere inches away from this woman’s foot.

Fuck, he thought, I’m such a fucking idiot. The woman took another step forward and smiled fully now, showing her impeccably white teeth. Whoever this woman was, she wasn't good news.

"No, no no..." She started to circle the group slowly, eyeing each one of us individually. The pause she was taking in her speech made us all even more uneasy. Finally, she looked at Steve, "A phone, dear, is not how I'm called. Think of it as..." She breathed in deeply, as if we were in some beautiful wildflower field and not the hellscape of the Upside Down, "A universal call. Psychic or..." She waved a hand in the air, "Whatever. Anyway-"

She took a large step in to Steve and looked at him, starting at his feet, "The universe called, and I answered."

"And what...exactly are you here to do?" Nancy protectively stepped out from under Steve's arm, earning a muted groan from him, "Who even are you?"

The woman made a small O with her mouth, nodding her head slowly, "Oh well, I'm Death, darling."

"WHAT?!" Dustin, Robin, Mike, and Eddie screamed out, taking a comically large step back from her.

"Oh come now, friends, it's just my job. And everyone's gotta work, right? So...just let me do my job and I'll be on my way and -" Suddenly, Death stopped. She tilted her head and bit the inside of her cheek, examining something.

Eddie couldn't help but follow her gaze, straight to El.

"My, my, my..." She finally spoke. She waved a finger, pushing Mike to the side without even touching them. "Do my eyes deceive me, or are you who I think you are?"

El, obviously terrified, stayed still as a statue as Death examined her. Eddie couldn't help but move closer, almost involuntarily.

"My, yes, I think you are," Death extended a finger (with a long, black-painted nail) and brushed a piece of El's hair behind her ear, "It is an honor to meet you. Forgive me but, you are a bit of a...legend...in these parts. You have been the talk of the town for quite some time, you know." Death clicked behind her teeth and smiled, "I was sent here for one person, but if my boss knows of your presence, well then-"

"Absolutely not," Eddie said, stepping in between Death and El, "Like fuck you are. You aren't taking anyone today. Move the fuck along, or we'll make you."

"Eds, you're literally talking to Death herself. I don't know if you'd be able to take her." Robin grumbled, "I certainly can't..."

"Oh, my love, I'm so sorry. But if I turned my back on every single person that their friend told me not to take, I wouldn't have a job!" Death chuckled a bit, eyeing Eddie. As Eddie looked at her, he realized she looked about their age. A...teenager? Was Death? Was it a trick of the mind, or did she just present herself that way?

Eddie shook his head at this ridiculous thought - how did he get to the point where he was trying to figure the schematics of Death's age...DEATH?!

"I do admit though," Death said, smiling at Eddie, "Most people go running for the hills once they figure out who I am. It's nice to have a proper conversation every once and a while," She turned and went back to circling the group again, "So thanks, for that."

"Well - well how about we continue the...fun? Conversation!" Argyle offered, "Right? Because you...lack...stimulating conversation so much..." Argyle's voice wavered as Death turned back and started to make her way towards him. Once they were eye to eye, Argyle let out a shaky breath, "Okay, yeah. I can see why people go running for the hills. You're terrifying."

Every head in the group turned to Argyle and Nancy hissed, "Argyle!" The air was still as no one moved. Suddenly, Death laughed.

Hard.

"Holy shit, you're funny!" She pointed at Argyle, "You're very funny! Oh fuck, I wish all my clients were like you all!" She turned to the group and smiled again, "It really is a shame I'll have to take Steve and El back with me, because you seem to all have a...good dynamic going on."

"Wait, you're here for me?" Steve suddenly asked, his eyes half open.

"Yeah you idiot, you're just realizing this?" Dustin looked at him, incredulous.

"Holy shit, that is terrifying." Steve spoke again.

"Dude, she's literally Death, what do you think she's here for?!"

"Hi, sorry to break this up," Death spoke again, interrupting Dustin and Steve's banter, "But can we wrap this up? I have a job to do."

"No! You can't!" Nancy shrieked, turning to Death as if she was an annoying sibling rather than, well...Death.

"Listen, Vecna isn't going to be too pleased when I don't return with at least ONE of the people I was called for, so-"

"Sorry, did you just say Vecna?! Your boss is Vecna?!" Mike hollered.

"Oh my god, we are so fucked." Dustin finished.

"We were so fucked before we found out her boss is Vecna, Dustin, WE ARE LITERALLY TALKING TO DEATH!" Eddie yelled, taking Dustin's shoulders and shaking them.

"Oh my god." Death rolled her eyes and walked away, sitting on a nearby rock. If they needed time to argue, then fine. She could let them argue. She had all the time in the world - she was Death, after all. As she watched a giant argument unfold between all members of the party, the feeling of annoyance that was once blooming in her chest was replaced by something else.

...sadness, was it?

No, that couldn't be. She hadn't felt sad in years...decades, centuries.

She had seen hundreds of thousands of groups of friends in the last moments of their lives - the crying, the screaming, the anger, the frightened feelings in their hearts. And the memories - the joy, the laughter, the happiness...she had experienced all the emotions with her clients. And 99.99% of the time, she was unaffected, just there to do her job.

So why was this group of seemingly giant bratty babies tugging at her heartstrings?

As she eyed the one with curly brown hair - Eddie, she remembers - she cocks her head to the side. The group's gravitational pull seemed to be much more than just this particular earthly plane - something about their dynamic, their love (and seemingly, anger) for one another made Death realize that this group was a group of soulmates. Destined to be in one another's lives in every lifetime, every dimension. And the fact that they were so young...

She had seen a few soulmate groups over her career, but never this young.

When she died (well, technically reborn as Death, according to the Devil himself) at 18-years-old, she had never had friends. Or love. Jealousy and loneliness weren't emotions that she necessarily felt from that point forward, but seeing this group together...something stirred within her.

What was it like to feel love? To feel...happy? To feel anything at all?

"Oh, fuck..." Death murmured, the pang in her heart growing. Her brain started to repeat the gnawing thought that had sparked inside of her years ago. Usually, she could shoo it away. But seeing this group...she couldn't help it.

What would life be like if she could start all over? Be normal again?

She stood, crossing her arms. "Hey," She spoke to the group.

They kept arguing.

"Hey..." She raised her voice a little louder.

Nothing.

"HEY. ASSHOLES." She shouted, silencing them. They all turned at once. "I'm going to make a deal with you," Getting up from the rock, she strode over to them, "I...will not take Steve. Or her." She pointed to El. The group all collectively sighed in relief.

"Oh, thank god." Nancy said. Death put a finger up to Nancy's face to quiet her.

"But...you have to do something for me."

"Of course..." Eddie murmured, looking at the ground.

Ignoring him, Death continued, "I became the collector of souls by a contract. Life-binding, in a sense. But..." Her voice trailed off, trying to find the right words to speak, "I...know I can leave this life behind. Get a second chance. I can become...well, not Death anymore. And I think if anyone can help me do it, it will be you all."

The group was silent. Finally, Dustin spoke, "So, like...take away all your hellish Death powers and you'd just be...human again?"

She nods, "Yes. We just need to kill Vecna, for the contract states I am indebted to him for as long as he is alive. If we kill him, and complete the ritual needed to turn me - I can handle the ritual part, don't worry - I can become human again and will start right back at my 18-year-old self."

"Oh that's it?" Dustin retorted sarcastically, "Just a simple 'kill Vecna' and boom we're good?"

"Well, I mean...we were already going to do that...so it doesn't seem like too far of a stretch..." Jonathan considered it for a moment.

"Dude are you really suggesting we let a she-devil into our group? You're suggesting we just let DEATH waltz into our group like she didn't come here to kill Steve?!" Robin shouted.

"To be fair, I could have easily killed all of you by this point if I wanted to." Death offered.

"NOT HELPING!" Robin and Will shouted to Death.

"O...kay..." Death huffed, shutting up.

"I say we do it. We don't have anything else to lose. I mean, we're in the Upside Down for fuck's sake. We're already going to kill Vecna so why not?" Eddie offered, shrugging. Death smiled at him.

She was starting to like him.

"Because this could be a trick!" Robin yelled, causing Eddie to jump, "She could be lying!"

"Um, actually, I can't lie. Since death in itself is an absolute truth, I therefore, literally cannot lie. I have to tell the truth at all times. Like...it's in my other-worldly make-up, or something." Death put a finger up to interrupt Robin.

Everyone stopped and stared at Death. There was silence for a moment, and then everyone looked at Robin. Robin made eye contact with everyone before she groaned and rolled her eyes.

"Fine. Whatever."

"Oh, yay. Thank you so much, you won't regret it!" Death purred. She sighed happily and shrugged expectantly. She spoke again, unable to contain her smile,

"So, what do we do now?"

An hour later, with the group travelling the Upside Down, Death had fallen in line with Eddie.

"So...what's your real name? You couldn't have been born Death, right?" He asked, thinking about actually, how metal would it be if she was born "Death"?

Death shrugged, "I don't remember. I honestly don't remember much about my old life since I was turned."

"Turned?"

She nodded, "Into Death. I was just a normal, boring girl. I got into an accident - I was attacked by wolves outside of my village. I was so scared...so terrified of what had happened, and of dying, that when my soul was to be collected, the Devil made a deal with me. I became Death - I was to collect the souls of those about to die, do his dirty work - and I would never have to experience death. Eventually I was passed to many different masters - 'bosses', if you will - until I landed with Vecna. That I do remember."

Eddie whistled, "That sounds...intense."

"it was. If i knew the things I know about death now, back then, I would've died. It's a much better situation than...whatever mess I've gotten myself into."

"What are the secrets of death?"

"Ah..." Death laughed, "That's for me to know. I don't want to spoil the fun."

Eddie smiled at her and looked down at his feet. You know, for a she-devil, she wasn't so bad. "How old were you when you turned?"

"18," Death said, "For a long time, I was okay with what I was doing. I felt nothing, I had a higher purpose. Get in, collect, get out. But..." Her voice trailed off, looking into the distance in front of them, "I started to observe people in their final moments. I was able to see the memories of their life, of their family, of their relationships...and I realized I would never have that," She shook her head, "Which for a while was fine. But...centuries of never feeling can take a toll on you, I guess."

"So when you turn back..." Eddie said after a moment, "Like, when we kill Vecna and you do your ritual and whatever...what happens?"

"I turn back to a human. I start at 18 again. I get a second chance. I scoured that contract for a loophole, and when I found it...I felt the first glimmer of hope I had felt in forever. It would be re-written every time I changed masters...Vecna thinks he can never be killed. But I know he can," Death looked at Eddie with...softness in her eyes? "And whatever is happening in your world will restore itself, and I can get a second chance."

"Why the change of heart?" Eddie's voice was soft, barely above a whisper. He had stopped walking, causing Death to pause. When their eyes met again, his were filled with sadness, she noticed.

"I saw all of your arguing..." She stopped to laugh to herself, "And realized I wanted the chance to argue with friends. I wanted friends again. I want...to fall in love. Once, I had to find the soul of someone who died at a rock concert because he had overdosed. And even though that is of course, incredibly sad...it made me realize I want to experience a rock concert. Stupid, silly things like that."

Eddie blushed and started walking again, "I'm in a band. I play concerts."

Death smiled, "Do you now?"

He nodded, "Yep. I play guitar. And it's rock...well, metal. But...once this all gets squared away and you're human again, you should come to one of our shows."

Death giggled, a blush rising on her cheeks. (A blush?! Since when did she blush?) "I'd love that."

A moment of silence passed between them as the air felt hot. "Won't...your bosses be mad that you just...leave? Like, who else is gonna be Death? That's a pretty important role."

"Think of it as me quitting, without putting my two weeks in...they'll find someone else, quickly. The fear of death is not uncommon, by any means. Someone will want to 'live' forever, no matter the cost. The poor soul..." Death's voice trailed off as she thought about the person who would be replacing her.

"I'm...sorry...by the way..." Eddie started, his voice low. He looked Death in her eyes as she scrunched her face, "I'm sorry that this entire thing happened to you. It doesn't sound...fun. By any means," He sighed, one of his hands reaching to scratch the back of his head, "Actually, it sucks. But...we'll get him. And you'll be able to go back to normal. And you'll be able to go to a rock concert. I promise." He offered a smile, causing Death to smile as well.

Another blush rose on her cheeks.

"I hope so."

*3 Months After the Saving of Hawkins*

"If you guys don't hurry up now, I'm leaving you home and you won't be able to get a ride with me, so move it!" Steve shouted into the Wheeler's house, leaning on the doorframe of their front door. He sighed and checked his watch and yep, just like he thought - 15 minutes behind schedule.

Dustin, Mike, Will, and Lucas were the first to scamper out of basement, yelling and shouting about their current D&D campaign. Steve ushered them into the car with a smattering of "go, go, go!" Before Mike got into the car, Steve grabbed him by his collar.

"Do we have to wait for your sister or is she taking her own car?"

Mike shook his head, "No, she's taking the girls, so Max, El and Jennifer are going with her. Something about 'No Boys Allowed' when they were doing their hair and makeup or something?"

Steve rolled his eyes, "Ugh okay fine. Let's go. We're gonna be late - I don't even want to go to this show and here I am, driving you guys around AGAIN."

Steve shut the Wheeler's door just as Nancy was opening her bedroom door, the girls spilling out, giggling. Max fluffed El's hair as she walked behind her, and Nancy was re-applying her lipgloss.

"So, are you just so excited to see Eddie play tonight, Jen?" Nancy asked, teasing her innocently, "Rockstar boyfriend and all?"

Jennifer - formally "Death" - giggled and could feel the blush rising to her cheeks. "Enouuggghhh...of course I am," She giggled again, but it turned into a sigh, "Except I got a pimple for the first time in like, literally 350 years last night, like, of course the night before Eddie's big show."

"Yeah, well, you wanted to be human. Welcome to womanhood, toots!" Max said, slinging an arm around Jennifer.

~*~

As the group made their way and enjoyed Corroded Coffin's first concert since Hawkins (and the world) was saved (Steve enjoyed it, he just didn't want to admit it), they found their way over to the band at the bar. Eddie couldn't have taken his eyes off of Jennifer the entire time, no matter how hard he tried. And as he watched her walk over to him, it wasn't every different. Immediately he hopped off of his stool and wrapped his arms around her, breathing in her scent.

"Hi babe," He murmured into her ear, placing a kiss on her temple. Jennifer couldn't help by smile.

"Hi, babe. You were so good. I loved it!" She pulled away and looked at the rest of the band to compliment them. The group started to intermingle and Eddie took her hand, leading her a little bit away from the group.

"So...enjoy your first rock concert?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow. She smiled and nodded, hooking one of her fingers into his jean's belt loop.

"I wouldn't have wanted it any other way." She leaned in to kiss him, the butterflies fluttering in her chest. After killing Vecna, when she had completed the ritual and saw Eddie for the first time after, she had experience butterflies for the first time in 350 years.

And since them, they didn't seem to stop.

Eddie smiled into the kiss and strengthened it, cupping her cheeks with feverish hands, "I'm so happy you're here."

Jennifer nodded. It had been 3 months since she was able to turn back to a human, leaving the life of Death behind her. And with it came emotions, and schoolwork, and navigating human life...pimples, periods, sad songs, even being made fun of.

But there was also love, and her new friends, and her new "family" (being "adopted" by Hopper and pretending to be a high school student again), kissing Eddie, passing notes to Nancy in classes, popcorn, going to the mall, watching movies on the couch, the promise of a rollercoaster of a normal, human life.

She looked Eddie in the eyes, grabbing his hands again. "I'm happy I'm here, too."

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Will I ever be able to write a short oneshot again? Who knows. But I had so much fun writing this one! What did you guys think?!

Reminder: my inbox is open for requests to head over there and fill it, I'm itching to write!

[johnslittlespoon]

okay listen feral bikerider gale/past catching up to him/etc etc etc anon here and can I just say. thank you. I’m not overly interested in the actual violence or gang-shit or whatever. when I first read about the bikerider au all I could think about was sons of anarchy (idk if you’ve watched it, but I watched three seasons with my dad and it’s all just. gang conflict after gang conflict after gang conflict with some romance sprinkled on top and that’s not. really my thing) and I was not into it. at all. then your yapping (affectionate) converted me. hearing that it won’t be all weapon smuggling and, idk, drugs or smth is actually so reassuring lol

and!!! obviously it’s your fic/au, I’m definitely not here to try to influence you in any way whatsoever!!! I’m super excited to read it no matter what because your writing is just. lovely. I check in pretty much every morning like I’m reading the papers lmao

doing something semi-stupid in your past feels like kind of on brand for everyone, even though it might not be illegal for most. and maybe it wasn’t illegal for Gale, either, bro I am not a very good writer, I’ll leave the plotting to someone else.

but I’ll always love the idea of Gale being a little feral. or a lot feral. like John getting hurt in a bikerider au tickles my brain the same way John punching a German guard in canon centric fics does. Nevermind the guard, I just need the fallout. the angsty fallout.

John and Gale coming back home, and Gale sitting him down in the bathroom to very, very carefully patch him up (and, listen, the other guys probably just roughed him up a little. he probably got away with minor bruises and some scrapes), and Gale being insanely worried that he has scared John. John on the other hand is worried for Gale, because what if it happens again? What if the police finds out? John being worried that he somehow messed up.

and, don’t get me wrong. I wouldn’t mind reading feral gale beating the shit out of people. It’s just not something I want to read a full fic of.

finally, because I just need to add this, too: Gale’s knuckles being split and bleeding and John so very carefully cleaning them up, pressing gentle kisses to the cuts when he has to scrape the dried blood up to get it properly clean. Gale not being sure what he did to deserve John, being so sweet and gentle and caring.

okay, over and out 🫡 sorry for not being that clear in the other ask, I blame. idk, sleep deprivation. and sorry for making this so long, idk what I’m on about half the time and my meds are doing shit to my brain. I love your blog and your writing just. makes my fucking days. I’d wait forever for the next chapter of dog coded Bucky ❤️

YIPPIEE more leaving!bikeriders au >:) hii i meant to get back to this SO long ago, feels like good timing now with the bikeriders theatre day approaching! i'm assuming you're the anon from this post <3

i have THOUGHTS. aka this got lengthy oops, shocker. a bit of plotting and then like 2k words of drabble below the cut lmfaoo

the proper drabble will be further down, but first of all, very big agree!! and relieved i'm not the only one who feels this way omg. i haven't watched SOA for this reason specifically– i just don't have much interest in the conflict/violence–heavy plot stuff (which is ironic considering i'm excited for the bikeriders movie, but i think it's pretty clear that's because of the lovely cast lol since i don't care for bikes/cars in the slightest oops). HONOURED that my yapping converted you tho LOL i swear if something is character focussed, it can make 99% of topics at least somewhat appealing!

and please don't worry omg i don't feel influenced/pressured etc, i loveee bouncing ideas and brainrot back and forth for my aus, it's sm fun and i love trying to incorporate things other people like/suggest when i can!! <3 but omg i will weep thank you so much wtf?? :'))

for sure; even the most stoic/'put together' characters surely have done some not very bright things in their lives. i'm toying with a couple backstories for gale to establish what might catch up to him or cause conflict, but i'm gonna wait to decide until i see the movie because i have a feeling i'll get some good inspo from benny's story!

honestly it's the part i'll have to put the most effort into really thinking out in terms of plot to make it flow naturally, because all the relationship focussed things kinda write themselves as i brainrot. but i'm 99% sure i'm gonna write the fic from john's pov because it'll keep a lot of gale a mystery to the readers as well, and therefore save me from having to flesh out certain things until necessary lmfaoo

and yeah!! it's not always the events themselves that hit the hardest– it's the fact that the character could be feral enough for them to happen in the first place, and it's the outcome/fallout that's most fun to write/read (to me).

feral gale is so fun to explore in general because of how different it is to most of what we're shown of him in mota, so it's like a challenge to keep him feeling in character while also picking out the little parts of him that could be pushed to be that way. and of course the classic whump of the one person gale cares about and tries so hard to protect getting hurt because of him? endless angst possibilities.

i dig what you said, about john 'just' being roughed up a little, because i think with whatever backstory i end up forming, it's not like the 'bad guys' are gonna be some mastermind criminals extorting gale for something life or death lol. it's probably gonna be a bunch of rough and tumble biker men with some long lasting beef between their clubs, hitting gale where they know it'll hurt the worst: a loved one.

i bet you anything (depending on how plotting goes LOL) that they don't actually even intend to mess john up to the extent they do; i bet john runs his mouth and makes some sorta escape attempt because as terrified as he is, all he can think about is how gale's gonna obviously track him down and he's more worried about what the guys are planning to do to gale when he shows up. in his naive mind, if he can get out and get to a phone or something, he can stop everything.

ofc the escape attempt is futile because it's one gangly college kid vs a couple of grown ass men, and john gets banged up in the process, seeing as being tackled to the ground with your wrists bound behind your back doesn't leave you with anything to protect your face from concrete with, and maybe then he gets a solid fist to the face to scare him out of pulling anymore shit (it sure works).

and just the act of taking john/putting him danger alone would have gale ready to wring these men out by their necks, but when he shows up and sees his baby bleeding? and he can't tell how bad he's hurt, from where he's lurking around the corner scoping out the situation? he'd see red and be pretty dang close to saying fuck it and going in there without a plan, but the fear of john getting hurt in the process would stop him, and he doesn't feel like going down for murder.

somehow he picks off the guys one by one with a generous amount of flying fists and y'know, maybe a bit of knife–work if necessary, idk, future plotting lol, and tells them they're good as dead if they pull anything like this again. that the club will be keeping an eye out for them, that they're a buncha cowards, and they can come talk to him face to face like men, next time. you get it.

and then finally, obligatory wound care ofc <3 easily top three tropes ever ugh. gale gets john the fuck out of there and to the safety of his truck, methodical and vigilant, and only then does his guarded expression drop, and his hands are shaking just as hard as john's are when he cups john's face in his hands to look him over. john gives him a shell–shocked "'m fine, gale" and hates how guilty gale looks, because there's not even the tiniest part of john that blames gale for any of it; john knew what he was getting into (to an extent) with gale.

but regardless, gale's shaken up, terrified by how much worse things could've gone and how much danger john could've been in, but also terrified of how deeply he feels for john; probably some backstory there about gale seeing someone he loved get hurt, or almost get hurt, swearing he'd never bring someone into his life again because of it, etc, and then in waltzes stubborn, loud–mouthed john egan.

but selfishly (or what he feels is selfish), gale's also terrified that this might be the final nail in the coffin for john. he knows he's not the easiest to be with (even though john thinks the exact same thing about himself lol silly boys) and he knows john's more patient than he deserves, and could find someone his own age with a normal life in a heartbeat with his sweet disposition and charming pretty boy looks. and he knows john's well within his rights to walk away from their relationship now, to be scared of the future, to decide it's too much, and part of gale would be relieved to not have to worry, even if he'd miss john like he's lost half of himself.

it's real quiet when they're back home and john's sitting on the bathroom counter, gale between his legs, patching up his face so so gently, as if each brush of a cotton swab is an apology. both of them have lots to say but neither know how to say it; john hates knowing gale's probably shouldering all the blame and he doesn't know how to reassure him in a way that'll get through to him, but he can't handle the silence. probably makes a weak joke about how "y'shoulda seen the other guy" and doesn't even get a smile out of gale.

ends up wrapping his legs around gale's hips to pull him closer but just gets a huffed out, frustrated "john" as gale swats his ankles away, and it's not that john's trying to make light of what happened, he just doesn't know how to talk about something like that, regardless of how good he and gale have gotten at communicating.

john probably gets a bit frustrated, because gale’s already so protective over him as is, which he likes, but now gale’s treating him like glass, like he’s scared to hurt him further just by touching him, and john does not like that. it feels like progress undone, like he's back at the beginning of their relationship when gale wouldn't let him in or open up to him or trust that he was capable of making his own decisions.

so when gale's done bandaging him up with practiced, meticulous hands, john doesn't give gale time to react, just slides off the counter and snatches the little first aid kit from his hands and says "okay, your turn." and it's obvious gale wants to protest, but john catches him so off guard that he stunned into silence, lets john guide him until he's leaning against the counter.

john's hands still tremble when he takes gale's hands in his, and he tries to steady them because he doesn't want gale to see how freaked out he is, but he diligently cleans away the blood around his knuckles, feeling gale's eyes on him the whole time but not looking away from his task, scared he'll shatter the moment if he does.

if he were to look up though, he'd see gale's watching him in complete awe, struck by the fiercest wave of adoration, drawing a blank while he tries to search for what he could've possibly done in this life or another to have someone like john come (crashing, stumbling, tornado–ing) into his life.

and if we wanna make it extra yowch–y and sappy and feelings heavy: as john's brushing his lips over the cuts, dusting featherlight kisses across his knuckles, john's throat goes tight and he feels his own overwhelming rush of emotions and his heart thumps and he blurts out: "i love you."

it's the first time one of them says it. and it’s a disguised i love you even so. i love you despite. i love you anyway. i love you because. months worth of reassurances wrapped into three words, and even with what john's just gone through, he's still scared when it slips out, looks up at gale with wide, searching eyes, trying to gauge whether he's overstepped or said the wrong thing.

gale's just trying to catch his breath, feeling like the wind's been knocked out of him by the admission. half of him wants to shake his head, gently push john's hands away, tell him "no you don't, hun." a tiny part of him wants to be cruel about it, to laugh the honesty off and ensure john will walk out that door far, far away from the mess that gale is, and not turn back, safe from harm.

but the other half of him, the half that holds his heart, evidently, has him cupping john's open, sincere face in his hands, looking down into bright, fearful, hopeful blue eyes, and murmuring "i love you more."

and john blushes as hard as he did the first time they'd kissed, as hard as he did the first time he was laid out in gale's bed, as if he and gale haven't said a million things much more fluster–inducing since they met. gets all shy, pouts, looks down and mumbles "that's not fair," and that finally gets the first smile out of gale all day, maybe even a breath of a laugh.

they love each other your honour </333

this got way out of hand but what else is newwww i'm so weak for these two. so so weak. i keep saying it but MAN i'm so excited to write this fic this summer omg :')

and DON'T BE SORRY!! it's so chill omg, you were perfectly clear (but i'm glad you elaborated and gave me an excuse to yap about them some more hehehe) and never apologize for long messages, i loveee reading the brainrot and hearing ur thoughts and getting to brainrot back. and thank you AGAIN sobs 😭💗 that makes MY days and ur way too kind fml. i hope the wait hasn't been too long LOL on the chapters AND a response to this ask!! tysm again mwah

[uceyliyahh]

SOMETHING BOUT’ US

Summary: "I want you more than anything in my life." After being in a difficult relationship with Carmelo Yasmine decided to move on from him and become the next big thing while getting drafted on the smackdown roster she always thought she would never find love again due to her commitment issues until she met him.

This fanfic is 18+! NO MINORS ALLOWED

word count: 2633

smut warning; it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I’m improving at the moment.

Jey Uso x Yasmine

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

comments, likes, repost are appreciated I would love the constructive feedback in what area I need to approve in. 🤍

ALSO! I don’t not want nobody stealing my fanfics or take it as theirs that will be an issue fasho so keep it cute respectfully.

I only own my OC along with the make up scenarios

But I’ll be writing along the way since this story is in my drafts on Wattpad right now so yuh. 💁🏽‍♀️

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9.

JONATHAN It was ten in the morning. The sun was beaming through the hospital curtains, and I could hear the birds chirping. I fluttered my eyes open, squinting them a bit before rubbing away the crust in my eyes.

I managed to get my vision back, seeing that Yasmine was up eating breakfast as her eyes darted towards me.

"Good morning, Jon. I see that yo' ass had a good ass sleep with allat snoring you did last night," Yasmine said.

"My bad, a man was tired after all, but how are you feeling, Yasmine?" I replied as I saw her put her spoon down.

"If I'm being brutally honest with you, Jon, ion' really feel great; you know, it just sucks that I have to go through this," I had never seen her so sad and depressed about stuff like this. I know she loves my brother dearly but he just doesn't know what he wants or who to be exact.

I nodded my head, listening to her attentively. She was venting so much to me that I couldn't even focus on who was coming in the door. That's when I saw Montez and Bianca coming, hugging her, and seeing worried written on both of their faces.

"Thank God you're okay," Montez said giving his sister a kiss on the forehead.

"Y-yeah, I'm glad too," She said, almost hesitant.

Montez came towards my way, dabbing me up while hugging me in the process, "Thanks, bro, when I catch Jey, it's over with," I wasn't surprised that Montez knew what his best friend was doing to his little sister.

"I tried to warn his ass last night, but he was being stubborn about it," I said while getting up from the chair.

"But, imma head out since y'all are here just text me any updates on her condition aight?" Montez nodded his head, dabbing me up one more time before I grabbed my keys and headed out the door.

✧˚° YASMINE I knew my brother was pissed off at Jey but couldn't pin all of the blame on him when it was honestly Carmelo's fault for doing what he had done to me.

"When I see his ass, it's on sight like what does Liv Morgan have that you don't?" Montez said as I shrugged my shoulders, not having an answer.

I didn't really want to talk about Jey and Liv anymore because the more he talked about them, the more I started to disassociate myself from the topic.

Until Bianca changed the subject, seeing me not engaging in the conversation, "You know you're going to relinquish the title right until you're are healed up from your injuries," I sighed and nodded my head, knowing that my dreams were going to come down, after this.

"Yeah, I know, which sucks, but I guess she's going to have to take it back and then brag about it in my face," I commented.

"Hey, she's a fucking whore and a loser for thinking that she's better than you. When she's not, you will get your title back, Minks," She reassured me, which made me smile a bit.

"But first you have to heal yourself from everything that Carmelo has done to you and then with Jey...I know you might seen him as your peacemaker but not anymore," It hurt deeply knowing that I'm going to ignore him but it's the best way for myself.

Before I could speak we heard the door banging as Montez went to go open the door hearing some rambling noise from the outside the door.

"Nah, nigga you broken my trust Uce how could you do that to my little sister dawg,"

"It's not even like that...Montez I swear you know how much I love Yasmine,"

"Yeah, aight whatever dawg you're only fucking my little sister not loving her when she's been through enough especially with that Nigga Melo so you should go home,"

"Just let me see her for a second, then I'll go please,"

I knew that Jey wanted to see me, but I wasn't so sure if I wanted to see him. After all, he has Liv to be worried about and not me since we aren't even a thing, just best friends with benefits, nothing more.

I saw him and Montez coming into the room together, and Jey stood there in the middle. Meanwhile, Bianca popped him upside the head, causing him to hiss while giving her a stern expression.

"I can't believe you did this to her when she's been through enough, Jey, but I can't blame you only partially," Bianca said as she folded her arms.

"Can you guys give us a moment alone—" Before I could say anything, Montez spoke up.

"Nah, I wanna hear what he has to say in front of me and Bianca," He said as I rolled my eyes at him, looking at Bianca for some help.

She understood, looking at her husband and signaling him with her head for them to go outside so that Jey and I could speak to each other. He wanted to protest, but Bianca threw her hand up, making him flinch while grabbing his ear and dragging him outside.

"If anything happens, just let us know, okay?" Bianca said as I nodded my head.

I turned my head toward the view outside, admiring the tall buildings and the sky as I heard Jey sitting down on the couch.

I could feel him staring down at me deeply, but I could not say anything right now. "Can you talk to me, please? Minks," he was now begging me to talk to him when I didn't have anything to say.

"What is there to talk about, Josh? You made your choice; you don't want me, and I completely understand. Honestly, I'm not the type of girl you want who's all broken up, you know," I stated while folding my arms over my chest.

"Minks that's not true and you know that...I want you and only you," Jey said.

I scoffed at his statement knowing damn well that he didn't want me I mean I'm a broken spirit with commitment issues and trust issues due to what happened to me.

That's why I need to be alone for a while until I'm healed because if me and him continue this way, I'm going to end up killing myself, honestly.

"Look, I'm going to get straight to the point with you. We can't be doing this anymore, Josh. I have to heal and be alone before I end up doing something very compulsive." I could see his facial expressions change.

"W-what you mean?"

"I'm saying if we keep doing this, I might end up killing myself without a second thought," I said, making eye contact with him.

I could see that he regretted his actions and what he had done, but it's too late now. "I love you, Josh, I really do, but I just can't be doing this back-and-forth shit with you," He nodded his head while running his hands against his beard, feeling distraught.

He got up from the couch and walked towards me. I felt scared, not knowing what he was going to do, until he grabbed me by the chin and placed his soft lips upon mine.

This kiss seemed a bit different from what we normally do when we're together. We made out for a few minutes before he could pull away, gazing into my eyes.

"A'ight then...Yasmine, I'll see you whenever..." Jey said as he walked away from me, heading towards the door.

He looked back at me one more time before exiting my room. That's when Montez and Bianca came back in, seeing my face as flushed.

"Girl, what happened?" She questioned me.

"I-I don't know..."

✧˚° I was discharged from the hospital, and Montez, along with Bianca, decided to take me home since my car was wrecked from the accident. I placed my finger over my lips, reminiscing about the kiss we had shared earlier. It felt so different, but I couldn't pinpoint why it stirred such feelings in me. As we finally arrived home, I brushed the thoughts aside, not wanting to dwell on them any longer.

As I got out of the car, I was limping slightly, and Montez supported me as we walked toward the front door. Bianca unlocked it with her key, and we finally entered the house.

I assured Montez that I could go upstairs on my own. I carefully made my way up the steps, trying not to hurt myself. When I finally reached my bedroom, I shut the door behind me.

I plopped onto my soft bed, letting out a deep sigh as I placed my hands on my stomach and looked up at the popcorn ceiling.

I'm drowning in thoughts, hoping I'm making the right choice with Jey. I love him so much that I want him to stay, but I had to choose what was best for me, and this was the only option.

He and Liv can finally be happy knowing that I'm out of the picture, especially since I have to relinquish my title just for her to wave it in my face later on.

My thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of my phone when I grabbed it out of my purse and saw that Trinity was calling me.

OTP Trin🤭🫶🏽: Hey, babygirl! Just checking in on you I heard you got discharged today. Minnie🧃: yeah, I'm okay Trin Trin🤭🫶🏽: you sure? You don't sound like it did something happen? Minnie🧃: you can say something like that... Trin🤭🫶🏽: what happened? 🤨 Minnie🧃: well I called things off between Me and Jey but the crazy thing is, is that we made out before he left... Trin🤭🫶🏽: YASMINE! Minnie🧃: whaaat??? he doesn't want me Trin what's the problem? Jey made his choice to be with Liv Trin🤭🫶🏽: honey you were supposed to push him away when he did that why didn't you? Minnie🧃: I don't know it felt different this time honestly, enough of that is him and Jon good? Trin🤭🫶🏽: not necessarily...but they're trying to keep cool Minnie🧃: oh well they will figure it out but I'm going to go so I can rest that damn hospital bed was so uncomfortable Trin🤭🫶🏽: kk get some rest okay?

CALLED ENDED.

I placed my phone next to me on the bed and went back to looking up at the ceiling, being in my thoughts yet again, hearing a knock on my door.

I saw Bianca coming in and shutting the door behind her as she sat down next to me in bed.

"Girl, what happened with you and Jey?" Bianca questioned me.

I knew that she was going to ask me what happened between me and him when I didn't really want to talk about it because I didn't know myself.

"I told you I don't know...B," I said, trying to avoid the conversation. She gave me a stern expression as I sighed.

"We made out...after I told him I wanted to end things between us with the whole best friend with benefits thing, this time it felt differently than before,"

She covered her face with her hand. "Yasmine, are you really crazy about this man?" she asked. I would be lying if I said I wasn't crazy for him, but I had to do what was right.

"I'm not B. I promise. I want to move on from this and focus on my career. I hope he and Liv do well together."

"Well, I understand, but don't break your promise, and remember to protect your heart." I nodded as she got up from my bed and headed towards the door, shutting it.

I sighed softly, praying that I wouldn't break my promise to myself because of his effect on me. I felt like if he had texted me, I would probably have texted him.

As soon as I said that, I felt my phone buzz. When I picked it up, I knew that it was him. He sent a message with an attachment, which made me nervous.

When I opened the message, my eyes went wide seeing his eight-inch pretty dick on my screen.

IMESSAGE 💬 Joshua🤍: I miss you mamas Joshua🤍: lemme' come get you

I was hesitant about it because I would be breaking my promise to myself, but I had to do something.

Yasmine🩵: Josh we can't and I can't Joshua🤍: c'mon it'll be one time and that's it you won't see me anymore I just wanna see your pretty ass face again Yasmine🩵: that's what you have Liv for Josh I'm not some type of rebound just because Liv isn't available for you. Joshua🤍: don't be like that Minks Yasmine🩵: this is how I truly feel Josh, I feel like a rebound for you that's all I'm ever going to be nothing more. Joshua🤍: mamas Yasmine🩵: look I gotta go Josh I got things to do Joshua🤍: please mama don't shut me out I'm sorry Yasmine🩵: I'm not shutting you out Josh I just need time to heal from all of this and if you're really sorry then you need to prove that to me honestly.

I placed my hand on my chest, trying to calm myself down, hoping that he wouldn't show up to convince me.

I got up from my bed and went to my dresser, pulling out a pair of clothes before heading into the shower. After my shower, I wrapped a towel around my body, and as I walked out of the bathroom, the cool breeze hit me.

I sat down on my bed and grabbed my phone. Noticing several missed calls from Jey, I decided to ignore them and turned my phone over.

As I did that, I began applying lotion to my skin, making sure I wasn't ashy. While I was in the middle of this, I felt my phone vibrating. When I picked it up, I saw that Jey was calling me again.

'Why is he calling me for when I already needed to say what I needed to say?'

I decided to ignore his call and put the lotion on my dresser before putting on my pajamas for tonight since it was going to be cold.

'He's calling me again bro.'

I'm being bombarded with calls and messages from him repeatedly. I lie down in my bed, get under my blankets, and start scrolling through my social media. That's when I check my notifications and see his messages and calls. I can't help but roll my eyes.

I know that ending things between us probably hurt him, but it hurt me even more. He only sees me as a rebound whenever Liv isn't giving him what he wants. He comes to me, knowing I'll always be there to give him something.

"You have one voice message from Joshua🤍"

I clicked on the message to see what he had to say before going to bed because I didn't have time for this.

Joshua🤍: Mama, please baby, I don't see you as that. You know how much I love you fr fr lemme' prove that to you please.

Turning off my phone and placing it on the charger, I realized I was entering another toxic cycle, this time with a different person than Melo.

I often struggle with situations like this, but I realized that I must prioritize my own healing and growth. I need to become a better version of myself. If he wants another chance, he will have to prove that he deserves it.

I just decided to send him a message back before heading to bed.

Yasmine🩵: Give me time, Josh. I need it. Then we will see from there, but for now, I need to heal.

I sent the message by turning off my phone, getting comfortable in my blankets, closing my eyes, and drifting off to sleep.

Something Bout' Us.

A/n: I honestly hope Yasmine heals and comes back from all of this trauma that she is dealing with at the moment, and I hope Jey gets it together.

JIMMY DID HIS BIG ONE TONIGHT. ALSO, I CANT STAND CM PUNK AND JEY LIKE THEY'RE ARE SO FUNNY, BRO, BIG BACK ASSES, LOL. THEN JIMMY DONE BROKE HIS TOE LIKE LAWD.

But I hope y'all enjoy this chapter. lmk in the comments below.

STAY UCEY.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO NAOMI 🩷🫶🏽

[grandmother-goblin]

Okay, I swear I'll be done talking about how I miss EA Wyll for a while after this (not to say I don't love Full Release Wyll! I love him too! I just grew attached to certain aspects of EA Wyll)

One thing that I found really interesting about EA Wyll was his relationship with Mizora. In Early Access, we do not meet Mizora, but it's heavily implied that Wyll and Mizora had an entirely different relationship than the do in the Full Release version of the game. A relationship that I personally thought was really interesting!

Now, I'm drawing from knowledge from MONTHS ago since I don't have EA in front of me, but I did have 500 hours in EA so I like to think I'm not completely misremembering stuff lol (if I am, please kindly let me know!)

Here is what we knew (or was implied) about Wyll's relationship with Mizora in Early Access.

Mizora originally came to Wyll as a human, seemingly seduced him as a human, and it was only after he took her deal did she reveal that she was a devil (which pissed him off).

Mizora was kidnapped and imprisoned on the Mind Flayer ship too! In EA, Wyll wasn't looking for Karlach, he was desperately trying to find Mizora! (In EA, you could find Mizora's pod beneath the bridge leading to the Blighted Village and Wyll would comment on it. The pod is still there in Full Release, but there isn't any interaction with it.)

Wyll was actively in negotiations with Mizora to end his pact! Wyll seemed decently convinced that she was going to wilingly end the pact too!

Mizora actually uses Wyll's Sending Stone eye! This one was easy to miss; you had to have Wyll in the party as you were approaching the Goblin Camp for the first time. As you were walking, you suddenly heard Wyll say something like "Wait... hello??" and then he'd a ! over his head. When you spoke to him (I can't remember the first line exactly, but I believe he just tells you that it was Mizora reaching out) and then the interaction ends with a desperate cry from Wyll saying "Mizora! Where are you?!"

When Wyll calls out to Mizora, it's not angry; it's fearful and desperate. Like he's actually worried about her. I think this points to Wyll and Mizora having a more amicable relationship (but, of course, there are different and equally valid interpretations of this such as Wyll fearing for what might happen to him if something happens to Mizora, etc)

Wyll could potentially torture an innocent man to get information on Mizora's whereabouts. If I remember right, he will do this if you don't step in yourself and let him make the choice.

Lastly, Wyll also says the goblins would be doing him a "great favor" if they killed Mizora, "or so [he] thought on his darkest days" (quotes are approximations, again, I don't have EA in front of me).

I guess I miss the potential complexity of Wyll's relationship with Mizora from EA! In Full Release, it is very clear that Mizora is wicked and Wyll pretty much hates her, but that didn't seem to be the case in EA. There seemed to be a fascinating push and pull to their relationship that I was dying to learn more about!

[aprillikesthings]

swear to god the amount of time I've spent on this fic that's just looking up release dates of fucking songs/albums like do you KNOW how many times I've had a half dozen tabs open that are just the wikipedia page for [band/person name] discography

because yes I remember that The Beatles' Revolver came out in 1966 but WHEN in 1966, when can I make Adora listen to it while doing homework

for extra-fun points this was back when a lot of music had not only different release dates but the albums had different track lists, between the USA and the UK--American kids had more spending money, on average, than British kids; so American albums tended to be shorter so they could sell the songs as singles and EP's as well. In the case of The Beatles specifically, their really early stuff was across more than one label! Their albums didn't have the same track lists on both sides of the pond until Sgt. Pepper--at that point they insisted on it, and after that the track lists were always the same.

Sgt. Pepper was still released a week later in the USA than in the UK but I wonder if that was like, literally due to the time it took to ship the damn thing across an ocean lolol

Anyway even as an obsessed teenager in the mid-90's I only bothered memorizing the British album names/tracklists, since that's what was released on CD--the singles that weren't on any albums in the UK were released on their own compilations.

I say "bothered memorizing" lol I didn't even do it on purpose it just...happened. I used to be able to just recite the UK full-length albums in order of release.

Wait can I still do it?

Please Please Me, With the Beatles, A Hard Day's Night, ...I'm missing one I think?..., Help!, Rubber Soul, Revolver, Sgt Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, Magical Mystery Tour, Yellow Submarine, The White Album, Abbey Road, Let it Be (hah those last two always trip me up bc they were released in a different order than they were recorded)

Okay let me look and see if I fucked up

OH RIGHT the one I missed was Beatles for Sale. To be fair that album has a lot of...less good songs on it. Though it does have Eight Days a Week on it, which is one of my FAVES. And I got Yellow Submarine and the White Album in the wrong order. (To be fair, Yellow Submarine was mostly "leftovers" from recording Sgt. Pepper and Magical Mystery Tour; the White Album is a totally different style)

ANYWAY this was SUPPOSED to be a post about writing my fic lol god I spent all of yesterday going "I need to write....I need to write...." but couldn't get any words down, until I watched a chunk of Monterey Pop on youtube and then voila, words fell into the gdoc. The funny thing is that I know I just recently reblogged a post that was like "if you're stuck, write or at least imagine things later in the story" and I keep refusing to let myself do that even thought it keeps working when I give up and do it. Because of course it's by writing things that happen later that I figure out how to approach scenes that happen earlier!

But also at this point, their senior year is going to be two or three chapters!, and "Catra hitch-hikes to SF" is going to be an entire chapter by itself. My actual chapter listings in the doc are unintentionally hilarious because at this point it's going to be, like, twice as many chapters as I was planning. 😩

That said I think I only need a couple more scenes before this upcoming chapter is finally done? But at this rate, by the time they graduate high school the rest of the fic will be basically done hahhhhh

[alicepao13]

Hudson and Rex S05E05 - The Good Shepherd - Part B

Well, that man is aggravating, that's why.

"Can I just go home and watch my shows?"

"It will be okay. Trust."

But we still have to bench him? There's no justice in this world.

I'm almost sure that John Reardon had some kind of cold or post-Covid or whatever in a few of those scenes because his eyes look reddish and his voice sounds just a tiny bit off but this is working for this episode.

lol why do their mornings always look like they don't have enough time and they're hurrying to work? What were you two doing until the last possible moment and you're always late?

Good point. Have you met Charlie, though? Also, stop munching on stuff, I can't get a good screenshot.

Why would anyone tell Alexa to tell stuff to someone else that's in the same room? Make it make sense. Also, apparently in this episode one of the promo scenes was substituted for a deleted scene in another country because of the product placement?

"Don't leave me behind! I'm gonna fuck up your living room, I swear to god!"

You are all very bad influences on each other.

I'm sorry but how dare you show up like this. Are you trying to give that sweet old lady a heart attack?

I was like 100% sure that Charlie would never mention her loaf pan.

Go fuck yourself, Osgoode.

That's not the insult that you think it is. Charlie has said himself that Rex has solved way more cases than he has.

He remembered, because he's a Good Guy™.

Meanwhile, Rex is suffering. He's probably watching CityTV.

His whines as he watches the meatballs cooking on tv, I can't!

Turning to the professionals.

No offense, show, but this was not the kind of shooting range scene I was expecting to see.

lmao are you sure you're trying to help him?

Here we go with the "Jesse is actually the best shooter of them all" storyline. Good god, people. At least the explanation wasn't "I played a lot of shoot em' up games".

lmao dude. How many times have you done that to Sarah?

I honestly thought that the SWAT guy was making fun of Jesse.

"He wandered in over from a desk from Major Crimes". That sounds like he got lost and found himself at the shooting range.

"You have both abandoned me! I will not forget about this!"

Ah, the infamous Curl Up and Dye beauty salon. This is forever one of my favorite stories. https://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/newfoundland-labrador/hudson-rex-set-mistake-stjohns-1.6563367

My favorite thing from the article was that government people had commented that the beauty salon had "appeared legitimate". That's because Hudson and Rex is quality tv, people.

To be continued in Part C.

[chipped-chimera]

Today in fish nonsense! 🐟🐠- Tank is good to go! Cool wood piece is cleaned and time to spend way too long on a plan painting.

More below the cut.

Tank has been set up, leak tested so it's good to go (after I overhauled the layout of my office ... still dealing with the fallout of that though lol) and the piece of jarrah/mirra? wood that my Dad grabbed from the tree he cut down on a farm (noting this specifically because it's actually now illegal to commercially harvest Jarrah in my state - this was on private property so it's legal) has had the absolute crap scrubbed out of it - I mean literally, in the process I found yet another interesting hole in it so that's cool, then high-pressure blasted with water so I am finally ready to think about scaping.

Which apparently means spending longer than I should drawing a plan lol. This piece is super awkward to work with I think - while functionally interesting it has a silhouette that makes me oscillate between 'boring' and 'awkward'. After talking to some artist friends, generally it was agreed I'd need to put more stuff in there to actually make it look better, right now naked glass is super harsh. Problem is, rocks and wood? Well in the aquarium hobby that shit is expensive. We're talking 60 AUD+ for pieces of wood. I mean they are fully cleaned and treated (?) and selected for being interesting, but I have a budget and I'd like to save as much of it as I can for more than just harscape sooooo planning is just the right idea here.

Thinking seiryu stone because I looooove the white veining through it, and then for the branches to break up the shape it's probably going to be spiderwood or something (as much as I love mopani wood I don't think it usually sells branched like this - but I will watch out for it) but the good part is these pieces are all probably going to be on the smaller side since I have my huge hunk of feature wood for free.

I don't know how this piece of wood will interact with inhabitants, I've soaked it for probably a month at this point to get a large amount of the tannins out (and I know it waterlogs, which is great because I won't have to play 'how long will this take to sink') but also to help the looser material come off so all I'm left with now is the hard stuff. It's also now sitting in the sun (and I mean sun - it is going to be 40C today and the next few days so that shit is gonna bake 💀) but prior to that has been sitting in the sun either here or the farm for a total of about idk ... at least a month? Maybe more?

I've struggled to find information on whether Jarrah or Mirra wood is safe beyond one post on a forum where someone-who-knew-someone at a local fish shop had put a piece of this in his store tank and all the fish died. Beyond that? no more context. According to my freshwater ecologist friend I caught up with, she thinks it's probably going to be okay given the amount of time/work put in. I have not done a bleach soak and I don't think I really need to given the amount of time it's been soaking in regular tap water (so already contains chlorine) and sun exposure. There will still probably be tannin leakage into the water but I'm okay with having a mild blackwater tank after seeing one in my LFS, I actually like the slight tannin tint of water and how it makes everything a little 'softer'. But I do ACTUALLY want to be able to see though lmao. I've also seen Jarrah seed pods sold locally specifically for blackwater tank setups so it might be fine?

Either way the plan is going to be: Scape, plant, cycle and then introduction of some cheap shrimp as my poor guinea pigs to see if that wood actually is awful.

Right now I'll just have to painstakingly go through plant choices and placement and making sure it lines up with the planned parameters for the community. I absolutely will take suggestions btw.

More soon. Fish nonsense will contain fish ... at some point. I swear lmao.

[vixstarria]

✨Prepare for an unsolicited info dump✨

I was tagged by @herdarkestnightelegance - thanks!

Do you make your bed? Yes, always - I might leave other things lying around, but the bed is the no. 1 thing that always gets done - otherwise the bedroom looks too messy and irks me

Favorite number? I don't have a favourite number.

What’s your job? So... I work in a small law firm as the person who does everything but provide legal advice. Accounts, IT, HR, admin, random paralegal stuff - I'm your guy (gn). No one at work really knows exactly what it is I do, but they generally assume I'm always busy, which provides ample opportunity to shitpost on tumblr during work hours. E.g. right now. I love my job.

If you could go back to school would you? Absolutely not, I still have PTSD and recurring nightmares about school. I mean, I don't mind learning, per se, but I would strongly prefer it to be on my own terms, remote, and outside of a formal academic environment. And definitely not in the country I grew up and went to school in.

Can you parallel park? Strangely enough, yes. I do note that I do not have a license, however.

Do you think aliens are real? There has to be alien life of some kind out there, but it won't be little green men in blinking flying saucers. ...Although then again, hey, within the infinity of the universe, maybe there ARE little green men in saucers as well, somewhere, who knows?

Can you drive a manual car? Strictly within the confines of an empty parking lot - sure

What’s your guilty pleasure? Oh gosh, of what kind? Food - spicy ramen noodles with a bunch of stuff (mushrooms, egg, etc) thrown in. I love it, but I swear I immediately gain a kg any time I have a bowl. Music - early 2000's R&B, pop and nu metal. It's nostalgia, okay? Media - reality fashion shows that involve competitions, e.g. Project Runway, or ANTM. And cooking shows, but I don't feel guilty about those lol.

Tattoos? No, nothing's ever struck me as significant enough for me to want to have it on my skin permanently. If I had a weird scar I would cover it up with a tattoo, though.

Favorite color? Purple, especially lilac and lavender shades.

Favorite types of music? It fluctuates, but I've mostly been on an electronic / industrial binge lately.

Do you like puzzles? Puzzles often make me feel like an idiot, but if there is no timer, pressure or audience - sure. ...Or like, jigsaw puzzles? I fkn LOVE jigsaw puzzles.

Any phobias? Nope.

Favorite childhood sport? Bold of you to assume I participated in ANY sport as a child, much less had a favourite. Uh. Ice skating and rollerblading was fun, I guess. I sometimes contemplate getting rollerblades again, but then I also rather enjoy all my bones being intact. 🤔

Do you talk to yourself? All the time, although mostly in the form of muttered swears and various exclamations.

What movies do you adore? I'm going to pass on this one, or it might turn into a very long rant. To summarise: I like weird movies, horror and comedy horror. Some examples: Mulholland Drive, Eraserhead, Army of Darkness.

Coffee or tea? Both. Start the day with coffee, then drink tea for the remainder. I'm very particular with my coffee though - every morning begins with a little ritual of grinding whole beans and preparing it with a french press.

First thing you wanted to be growing up? One of my earliest memories is me wondering what I wanted to be when I grew up, and my little 4 or 5 year old brain thinking that my only options were teacher, doctor and cashier, for some reason, and being sad because I didn't want to be any of those. I don't think I ever wanted to be anything, as a child - I just wanted to read my books and play with my toys. In fact, I still feel that way. 😠

No pressure tagging (and sorry for any repeats): @spacebarbarianweird @thechaoticdruid @snowfolly @brabblesblog @confused-butter-toast @tragedybunny