#one cute cat and one scary balloon

[agustd3]

my meow meow

[galaxycunt]

I Dream Of You

The Punk Buggy fic 😎 just for u my friends @gayafsatan @gingernut1314 @hey-august @rorywritesjunk @operationroots

Modern AU kinda

Let us all think back on the time of hooking up at a show with sticky floors and your ears left ringing for a few days after.

You wouldn’t admit it to a single soul, but you had a crush on Buggy. He was the kind of guy you couldn’t miss in a crowd, you weren’t sure if you’d even recognize him without his clown get up. Sometimes he’d even dress like a pirate, he was a funny guy. Buggy the Clown.

He’d never notice you though, people gravitate towards a guy like that, not someone like you. So tonight, you watched him like always. At point in the night he lost the big red clown nose he always wore, currently on his hands and knees looking for the damn thing while one of his friends held up their phone for a light.

You saw it though, you could be the hero. Before the woman next to you could step on the nose, or your hands, you grabbed it. You felt a cold sweat, you had your chance. Did he know you? You knew the band that opened, surely that wasn’t too weird to bring up?

“Hey! Buggy!”

He flashed a smile, prancing over to you, “holy shit. Thanks!”

“I’m uh,” you were more flustered than you realized.

“What?”

You repeated your name, shouting into his ear. He nodded with a smile, motioning you for a drink. You second guessed the way you nodded as you two navigated your way to the kitchen.

“Let’s go outside,” he said.

This was so fast, you almost couldn’t believe it.

“I’ve seen you around, you live here?”

“Nah, my friend does. They’re the opener.”

“Oh shit! That’s cool!”

You nodded, thinking of the best thing to say as he smoked and drank.

“I know you, Buggy. I really dig the costume.”

“It’s my uniform.”

“Oh is it? That’s so cool, man.”

He laughed, “yeah I can make balloon animals. I juggle too.”

“That’s so fucking cool! Wait, like anything? Can you juggle, uh, sticks?”

He laughed, picking up three random sticks in the yard to juggle. A few people turned to watch, but he only focused on you if not the sticks in the air.

You applauded, “see that’s why clowns are hot.”

He cocked his head, “what’d you say?”

You blushed, “clowns are fun. I never got the whole they’re scary thing. They’re funny.”

He only smiled, letting a comfortable silence fall as you listened to the band from outside. You wracked your brains for conversation starters, you didn’t think you’d get this far.

“Would you like another beer?”

“Yes, please.”

“Stay put.”

You locked eyes with a friend, nodding in approval. This was so embarrassing, everyone was gonna know by the end of the night. You looked at your friend again.

“Fuck him,” they mouthed.

Did he wanna fuck you? Should you try?

“For you,” he bowed, holding out a can.

“Thanks.”

“Least I can do, you saved my nose.”

“Where’s Richie?”

He had a small cat on a leash sometimes, the only other time you’ve talked to Buggy was to pet his cat.

“He’s getting old, left him at home for some peace.”

“Aw, I love that little cat. He’s so good.”

“Well maybe you can come over, meet him.”

“I-I’d love that.”

Buggy stared at you a beat before speaking, “can I kiss you?”

“Yes.”

Why he wanted to do that, you’ll find out later. Right now, all your brain focused on was his lips on yours.

“So why are clowns hot?”

You flushed, “o-oh. My god, uh. It’s kinda like a mask but not? I can get all messy when we make out?”

He raised his eyebrows, “interesting. I like it.”

You tried to shrug nonchalantly, “yeah, man. I like what I like.”

“You’re cute, you know that?”

You smiled so brightly at him, he seemed to love it.

“Come on, you say this is your friend’s house?”

“Yeah.”

He smiled, “so they won’t mind if we discussed this more inside?”

Your heart skipped a beat as he led you towards the upstairs bathroom. He rubbed your back, your hand flew to your cheeks to cover the burning you figured was too obvious at this point.

Before you could say a word, he pushed you against the door, teeth grazing your lips and your ears. Instinctively, you spread your legs, arms holding you steady on his shoulders.

“Do the gloves make it hotter or do you want it off?”

You thought about it, “off. The nose too.”

He laughed into your kiss, squeezing your thighs before he fumbled around with your jeans. You could barely think, you hoped the music was loud enough, the line outside not forming too long.

Would it be too cheesy to say anything? Your hands dropped to roam under his shirt, the cool metal of his piercings under your warm skin sent a hiss escaping his mouth. Your glided your palms against him again, he bit your lip in thanks.

Buggy shoved your pants down, dipping a finger inside you. You couldn’t stay as quiet as you wanted to, bucking your hips into his hand as he fingered you.

“Fuck me, buggy. Oh shit.”

“Beg for it.”

“Please, oh fuck. Please.”

You watched yourself in the bathroom mirror getting fucked, Buggy was only focused on your pleasure. You only had a few moments before someone would really know what you two were up to in here, he thrusted faster and faster.

“Fuck anyone outside, let them fucking hear it.”

You moaned hoarsely as you came around his cock. Buggy mumbling in your ear as his thrust became erratic.

“Fuck, I always wanted to fuck you. Fucking shit.”

You let him fill you up, he didn’t pull out as he caught his breath. He splashed his face with water, looking at the two of you in the mirror.

“Picasso.”

“Shut up, jerk,” you smiled.

You cleaned up the best you could, with Buggy stealing kisses the entire time.

You pretended you were in there puking, looking sick as he slung his arm around you. You were really dehydrated, you wanted to sleep.

“Lemme take you home, go see Richie.”

You nodded, “yeah.”

Buggy smiled at himself before speaking, “make you honk like a real clown.”

To him, the shove you gave him was worth it.”

[qwertycake]

cute squishy platonic otp prompts :) very fluffy and good smiley face

FOUND THESE ABANDONED IN MY NOTES FROM 2021! Some of these are very specific so feel free to alter them to suit your situation/tastes. Some of these are more targeted towards the mundane “imagine this” scenarios which aren’t great for writing an extended piece about but they can still get your creative juices flowing. These are all geared towards platonic and squishy, but I suppose they could be used in other contexts too. Enjoy!

“You’re very good at that instrument, Person A, but please put it away it’s two in the fucking morning” AU

“We went out to stargaze but you keep saying that every cluster of stars is Orion’s belt and I’m starting to think you’re trying to impress me with the astrology knowledge that you don’t have” AU

“You walked into our house/apartment/whatever sopping wet from the rain because you forgot your umbrella, here’s a towel and I’m making hot chocolate by the way let’s watch movies” AU

“That’s a cute bouquet and all but why are the neighbours’ gardens barren” AU

“We’re playing smash bros together on the couch and I’m teaching you to play and you kick my ass and the worst part is that I wasn’t letting you win” AU

“The party’s over and we now have a ton of helium filled balloons hey what if we drank the helium and prank called people come on you know you want to” AU

“We went to a rocky beach and now have a rucksack full of cool rocks that we’re never gonna use” AU

“Look I know it’s two in the morning— hey stop asking how I got in your room that’s not important— I need you to make a Hot Wheels track with me” AU

“We both keep dream journals and are sharing our weird dreams” AU

“We’re performers waiting outside the venue because we’re tired of the loud noise and need a breather, also hey is your group also going to the McDonalds afterwards? I’ll see you there” AU

“We’re camping and a random dog/cat just waltzed up to our tent and we don’t know where their owner is so we have to take care of it in a really small space oh my god” AU

“We’re both isakaied away into another world but you became a cool mage and I’m just Some Dude” AU

“We’ve been trying to get this goddamn plushy from a grabbing machine for literal hours to the point where we broke it and the poor worker, person C, just walked up and unlocked the chamber and gave us the plushy out of pity” AU

“We’re at a library and I’m intimidated because everyone looks super stoic and serious but then you waltz up to me with a kids encyclopaedia of dinosaurs and ask me which one’s my favourite” AU

“We’re having a snowball fight but we both can use insanely powerful magic and end up wrecking havoc on the whole area” AU

“Oh your winter clothes got wet, here have my hat and gloves I don’t feel cold— in fact you know what let me warm your hands for you, give em here” AU

“I’m driving us home from the airport/ferry port/whatever and its late and we end up falling asleep in the car park of a service station. You wake up before me and buy me service station food for a three in the morning breakfast and it’s really sweet until we realise that we still have an hour to go before we’re home ugh” AU

“Can you catch the bus with me I’ve never caught it before and I need to get used to it” AU

“We’re astronauts and we’re going into space together and it’s really scary but you’re pissing me off already and we’ve barely gotten ready for launch fuck” AU

“We both crash landed from a plane into a woodland and are staying in an abandoned shack and chatting over a can of warming beans” AU

“We’re in control of making the new universe and we can’t agree on anything stop putting cat ears on the humans and take this seriously goddammit” AU

“I work at a drycleaners and you’ve been bringing your bodypillow/ahaego hoodie/whatever here for the past three days and I just want to know why please you’re killing me” AU

“There’s only one bed but we actually get gradually more pissed off at one another as the night goes on because you kicked me and I took the blanket and whatever until I cave and sleep on the couch, but you make me breakfast in the morning so all is forgiven” AU

“You look depressed here have a bathbomb go have a bath I insist do you want wine” AU

“You’ve never made a pizza from scratch before? Here let me show you how” AU

“You’ve never played hop scotch before? Here let me show you in public” AU

“You’ve never built a death ray before? Here let me show you— hey hold on stop screaming it’s pointed away from you it’s pointed away” AU

“Mario Maker: Endless Easy” AU

“Whenever we go out to eat you always tell the staff that it’s my birthday when it isn’t and I always get happy birthday sung to me and I hate you now pass me that slice of cake goddammit” AU

[specialagentartemis]

clonerightsagenda said: please tell me more about the clone @consolecadet said: 👀

Reel you in with Clone Angst huh :)

YEAH this was kind of a spinoff of an old NaNoWriMo novel that never got finished about a kind of shitty run-down cyberpunk future + a recent idea about treating body-mods like tattoos, in that there are Trends and very different connotations based on what kind you have and how rich you are

The four main characters are,

Tanith, the fabled "good cop" who saw police as upholding Law and Order in an increasingly corrupt and crappy world, and then when on the force tried to challenge the police abuses she was seeing actually happen. She got fired real fast and then the police have been hassling her ever since. Now she's a dockworker or something similar. She has tough, strength-augmenting cyborg mods from her time as a cop, though, because that's the next step in the Militarization of Police; on a police officer it's tough and scary and Respectable in a threatening I-have-power way, but they're similar mods that a lot of working-class physical-labor people get, so not on a cop, they're kind of a, oh you're sort of trashy and lower-class look. But her job pays fine, there's a union even if it's not a particularly effective one, there are long stretches of time she can listen to mediocre podcasts as she does her job, and it's not existentially fulfilling but it's respectable work that's not existentially soul-killing either unlike her old job as an officer. Her hobbies these days include keeping her head down and minding her own business because she will still get hassled if any of her old cop "buddies" are around.

Abby, her roommate and de facto best friend. Has a humanities degree in a world that does not value those at all. Works part-time in the local public library trying to keep it afloat, but they get hardly any funding; does freelance captioning/copyediting/video editing gigs to make ends meet, trying to stay ahead of machine learning that can do each gig more cheaply. She is trans and is saving up for gender affirming surgeries; this is like, Type 2 of body-modifications here. Not cyberpunk cyborg stuff, just... trans body modification for Gender Reasons that is also out of reach. (Dream goals also include cat ears, though. She's trans, she's been body-modding slowly through hormones for ages, if she gets up the money for surgery she is also gonna try to get cat ears.)

Tanith's Ex-Police-Partner, still on the police force, considers what Tanith did a betrayal and really resents her. Has cooler, tougher cyborg strength-augmenting body-mods. Cyborg cop because ballooning police budgets get put somewhere. On-and-off in contact with Tanith, trying to get her to repent. Apologize. Absolve her.

And Clone Girl who I haven't settled on a name I like for, 17 and cute and who Abby meets when she seems to be living at the library. She has no obvious mods at all, but has rich-people genetic tweaks like flawless skin and hair, and she looks distinctively like one of the Obscenely Wealthy CEO Types in the city. So, she's from a rich family, but also homeless and afraid. What gives.

When it becomes obvious Clone Girl is living at the library and refuses to go to any of the (underfunded, understaffed, overcrowded) shelters in the city, Abby offers to put her up in the apartment she and Tanith share for a while.

However, Tanith's Ex Partner (and whole Ex Force) is looking for a suddenly Missing Person, the daughter of Rich CEO.

Somehow it comes out that Clone Girl is... a CLONE! (shocking twist). Not Rich CEO's natural daughter, but a clone, who was created and raised so that aging Rich CEO can transfer her brain into Clone Girl's body and be young again. Clone Girl is a body mod. Or... was. She found out about the plan somehow, and understandably not wanting her brain to be scooped out before her 18th birthday, ran away. But having grown up relatively secluded, she wasn't encouraged to develop a personality because she'd never get to grow into it anyway, or much knowledge about the world because a docile idiot is the ideal Clone Body, she doesn't really know what to do about that. (The reason they have her awake at all is that previously they tried to grow a body in a vat but it turns out to have a healthy body humans need to like... move, and exercise, and get sunlight and touch.) And now there's a statewide missing person case because Rich CEO wants her unwilling body donor back and also doesn't want news of this plan to get out.

And uh Tanith and Abby are now harboring a teenager who will be killed if they send her back but they will super duper get arrested for kidnapping if they get found out. And Tanith's ex-policemates have no love for her and would LOVE for her to turn out to be a criminal and absolve themselves. Tanith has been avoiding doing things that would get her in trouble but she can't just avoid making decisions now.

It'd be a story about autonomy bodily and otherwise and also Clone Rights. I'm not sure where it goes from here but. I think about them sometimes.

[nian-7]

Hi! Id like a matchup from Project Sekai please, if thats ok!

No preference on gender - Go ham!

I'll put some info, as well as my hobbies and interests in a list format before a little bit of info on my personality, hope thats ok too!

Anyway ...

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Zodiac: Aries

Enneagram: 5w6 592

MBTI: INTJ

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My Hobbies Include :

-Cooking/Baking

-Sewing/Knitting

-Reading

- Collecting things (Figures, Dolls, Plushies, Tea Cups, *cough* Books *cough*, etc)

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Likes Include :

-Sanrio

-Dolls

-Cats/Animals in general

-Aquariums

-Jewelry

-Cute Things

-Horror Movies

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Dislikes Include :

- Loud noises (Specific variety includes fireworks, thunder, balloons popping, anything of that nature)

- Dirt and dust (I have a dust allergy :/)

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About My Personality...

I struggle a bit with describing myself, but I'll try my best

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I'm what strangers would call more reserved or shy...until you get to know me personally. I struggle with a bit of social awkwardness, but I really try my best to be friendly or polite when Im approached - if a bit strained out of nervousness. Once the ice is broken, Im much more lighthearted, and like to spend time and joke around with the generally few people I find myself close to. Im often the "Straight Man" or "Tsukkomi" of my friend group. Speaking of my friends, I love them all very dearly- we all get along well and dont tend to argue, not nearly as much as the years past, anyway. I think my personality truly comes out most when Im with them. I tend not to take too much personally, but if I am hurt by something, talking it over generally does the trick, and matters are usually resolved gracefully. I try to come off as well put together, or commit to an "aesthetic" but my love for humor will pretty much always shine through and I often find it restraining to have to stick to anything letter for letter when it comes to my identity. In terms of love languages, I love to give gifts and little sentimental things, as well as acts of service, but Im not one to be super crazy about receiving gifts myself, if that makes sense. Dont get me wrong, I'll always be grateful for anything like that, but on the receiving end I believe I prefer acts of service and quality time.

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Very sorry this is so long and not the most cohesive, and thank you so much in advance!

hello, don't worry about it! I hope you enjoy your match up!

I match you with...

Honami Mochizuki!

-Honami feels like the perfect match for you. She too enjoys quality time and would love the gifts you give her! She cherishes them all as well as you!

-She loves to cook or bake with you. It's a good way to spend time together where you both can do something you enjoy. Whether you're baking something sweet or making yourselves a meal, she enjoys every second of it.

-Although she has trouble with scary things and doesn't handle them all that well, she tries her best for you! Knowing how much you enjoy horror movies, she'll do her best to sit through a few with you once in a while (if it's not too scary that is..)

-Honami is such a sweet and caring girl with everyone and she truly enjoys it if you can be yourself around her. It makes her happy that you're comfortable with her to not try to hide parts of your personality.

-She loves all of your Sanrio merch. It's so cute in her opinion and even though she might not know a whole lot about it, she's willing to learn! Probably would enjoy having matching keychains with you as well!

-Honestly, she'll fall asleep on your shoulder when you're knitting or reading a book. She watches you for a bit and slowly drifts off to sleep, especially if its later in the evening. It's honestly quite nice.

please do not repost any of my work without my permission, thank you for reading.

[saving-word-crawls]

Among Us Word Crawl

By: Annilucy88

Hi there! Put this together crawl as part of my own NaNoWriMo project for the year, based on the popular multiplayer game Among Us. I hope it helps you to reach your goals. It’s written to be fairly short and with typical gamer humour, so it will include some ribbing and light teasing, please don’t take it personally, it’s just to imitate the normal banter of the game in a well humoured way!

Among Us Crawl, by Enn

Shh…

Let’s start by customizing your character. What sort of name do you pick?

Your actual name, or some variation thereof: not the most creative, huh? Fair enough, write 100 words are your own pace to get your creative juices flowing.

Something edgy, like hacker, imposter, or urmum: aww, hey kiddo! Aren’t you cute? Word war for 5 minutes as you try and pick a fight with someone.

Something silly, funny, or clever, like naming yourself after another player’s colour, or a pun: Nice attempt! Write for 10 minutes at your own speed and feel pleased with yourself for your oh so awesome name choice.

Random spam, or the default Player name: Seriously are you even trying? Attempt a 50 headed hydra to prove you’re not AFK.

Now your colour. Are you:

Red: Aggressive, huh? Go for a 10 minute word war.

Blue: Chill? Or trying to avoid suspicion? Either way, write for 10 minutes at your own pace.

Dark Green: My personal favourite, so you get to pick any of the prompts from the other colours.

Light Green: You’re the high energy sort, huh? Roll 5D20 (online roller is fine) and write that many words while you run around waiting for the game to start.

Pink: The cute and girly option – write something sweet, cute, romantic, or just generally nice into your story, regardless of how long or how many words you take to do it.

Orange: You’re the creative type, I’m guessing. Prove it with a 3-digit challenge.

Yellow: The group’s ray of sunshine. Join a 10 minute word war but take a nice chill pace, so others have a chance to win and share your natural joy.

Black: The tough one, huh? Off you go to feed the word-eater then.

White: Clean and pristine, sprint in silence for as long as you can.

Purple: A cool but creative colour, put on your favourite song and sprint until it’s done.

Brown: Down to earth, plod along with 15 minutes at your own pace.

Cyan: Write 150 words while you clarify in chat that cyan is turquoise.

Whatever default colour you’re given: are you even there? Skip the round.

Time to choose your hat! What do you go for?

Something that connects in some way to your real life, such as a hat you wear as part of your work uniform, or your actual hair style. Insert yourself into your story in some capacity. If you’re already there, do something out of character for yourself in real life.

Something fun, like a party hat, sword, pirate hat, bag, crown, elf hat, halo, stick figure, toilet paper, plunger, balloon, minime, or dum note. Fun it is! Okay, writer – truth or dare? If you pick dare, I dare you to write a streaker into your novel. If you pick truth, have a character reveal a secret.

Something intimidating, like the Jason mask, plague mask, eyestalk, antennae, or ninja mask. Ahh! Scary. Have a character be startled or unnerved.

Something from nature, like the bat hat, cat ears, bat wings, bear ears, sprout, bird’s nest, plant pot, or critter. Write or plan a scene outdoors and end when your characters come inside or take shelter.

Food! Something like the pumpkin, banana, cherry, cheese, or egg. Have your characters make, eat, or share a meal.

Something a bit punky, like the mohawk, devil horns, witches hat, eye patch, steampunk goggles, horns, or Viking hat. Yeaaaaaaaah now we’re partying! Have your characters make or hear music.

Something professional, like a uniform hat, goggles, snorkel, or top hat. Somehow, some way, involve your character’s work.

Something casual, like the beanie, flower band, eyebrows, straw hat, backwards cap, head band, bandana, paper hat, or fez. You’re pretty chill, huh? Write an intense conversation and/or write two or more characters getting drunk or high.

No hat: Well aren’t you boring? Make something explode in your story to compensate.

What about extras? Are you the sort to pay the few bucks to support the developers and show of your swag?

Heck yeah! Bedcrab for me! They’re kinda cute in a terrifying way, huh? Sprint for 5 minutes as you run away from your new companion.

Sign me up for a brainslug! Ew wut? Write for 10 minutes as you try and get used to touching the nasty little thing.

I’ll take the hamster, please. Really? All the space critters and options out there, and you choose a boring old hamster? …wait, what do you mean that’s not actually a hamster? Have your characters discover something unexpected.

I’d love a mini crewmate. Aww, cute! Encourage someone on the nano forums and write as much or as little as you want while you feel good about yourself.

I’m gonna get me a stickmin! Good choice! Introduce a new character even if it’s just a pet or passer-by.

What about the skin? Are you wearing an outfit beyond your hat?

If you don’t, skip this round.

If you fly (astronaut or pilot), write for 15 minutes at a leisurely pace to enjoy the view

If you’re a blue collar worker (plumber or security), write for 20 minutes at a steady pace. You’re the salt of the earth!

If you’re the outdoors sort (ranger or the old dude from Jurassic Park), write briskly for 10 minutes as you enjoy an invigorating walk.

If you’re a cop, have a character eat a donut

If you’re a doctor, have a character give advice

If you’re wearing the business suit, sprint for 5 minutes as you try and wrap up an important call so you can start your game

Are you the one hosting the game? If so, how do you set it up?

Screw that, let’s play! Skip this round.

If you value longer discussion and voting times, spend 15 minutes plotting or checking over your plan, to make sure you’re still on course.

If you set your discussion and/or voting time to 30 seconds or less, sprint for 5 minutes as you vote with your gut.

If you have the imposter faster or with better vision than the players, give your antagonist a win

If you have the crew and imposter as equals in one or both categories, form a reluctant alliance between two or more characters

If you give your players just 1 long task and no more than 5 tasks in total, word war for 10 minutes

If you give your players multiple long tasks or up to 10 tasks in total, write at your own pace for 15 minutes

If you give your players multiple long tasks and MORE than 10 tasks in total, sprint for 30 minutes as you try and get it all done

Finally, we’re on to play style. But first, are you a crewmate, or an imposter? Roll a D10 (online is fine) – if you roll a 10, you’re the imposter. Anything else, you’re the crew this time.

If you’re crew, how do you survive and sus out the imposter? Do all that apply to you.

Immediately buddy up with someone and travel in a pair or group. Sprint with a friend for 5 minutes

Camp in security or admin and watch for suspicious behaviour on the monitors. Write for 10 minutes as you study the monitors

Get on with your tasks and see what happens. Take a prompt from the nanoboards or a random generator of your choosing and work it into your story.

Patrol the area, checking the rooms. Find and watch an education video about something you need to research in your novel, or have a character patrol if no work needs doing.

Meh, whatever, you’re probably just running in circles in the cafe, calling meetings to say hi to your new friends. Skip this round and go socialise for a bit.

Time to vote! How do you tend to do it?

You’re quick to give names of people you think might be sus, even if you’re not sure, and vote aggressively. Sprint for 5 minutes as you rush to make your decision.

You’re level-headed, giving information but making it clear how confident you are, but overall going with your gut. Write for 15 minutes as you weigh all of the pros and cons.

You wait for someone else to accuse, then vote for whoever they name without question. Ask a mate to give you a crawl challenge such as a sprint, crawl, or word count to hit. Do whatever challenge they give you.

You question everything, and skip if you’re not absolutely sure about your choice. Write for 10 minutes but go slow and really make sure those words are perfect. Edit as you go. See how you like it.

You vote randomly. Fair enough. Randomly generate a number between 1 and 1,000. Write that many words.

If you’re the imposter , how do you get away with murder? Do all that apply to you.

Feign tasks, watching the bar to time your movements to make it look like you’re being productive. Complete 3 5 minute sprints as you dash from job to job.

Buddy up with someone and ‘accidentally’ give them the slip. Have a character act suspicious.

Rely on the vents, camping, and stealth. Write for 15 minutes at a casual pace as you wait for the perfect moment to strike.

Just go for it. Casual run-by murder and hope you don’t get caught on cam. Hey, it works if you’re clever. Sprint for 10 minutes and try not to get caught.

Murder, self-report, repeat. Fair enough. Have a character tell a lie.

Focus on sabotage, and wait for them to slip up and run out of o2. Does that ever work? Do 5 x 1 minute sprints as you keep trying to kill them that way.

Don’t even try, and let them win. Word war for 10 minutes but don’t write more than 200 words.

Voting time! How do you avoid suspicion?

Quickly blame other players and hope no one catches wise. Attempt a 50 headed hydra as you try and bluff your way through.

Stay chill and go with the group, try not to stand out too much. Word war 10 minutes at your own pace. They’ll never suspect you.

Wait for others to start making accusations, and question everything so it looks like you’re doing a thorough job. Skip if you don’t have a reason to vote someone else out, and try not to ruffle feathers. Write for 15 minutes at your own pace.

Vote randomly and don’t engage much. Randomly generate a number between 1 and 1,000, and write that many words.

Congratulations, you won! Good game. Again?

[alinalioness]

Background of the FNAF Chapter 11:Let's get acquainted.

The characters in the theater find it difficult to breathe from anxiety.

Little girl:It was so scary that I really want to forget this moment.

Clown:And don't tell me, I was scared of chasing us myself.

Balan:Well, since we're all safe, let's get to know each other.

Freddy:I'll start with an older man. Because he realized that we were harmless. (To old man) How are you?

Old man:Bruce Stone. I recognized you when I was cleaning up the street and saw this.

He took out a poster of Freddy and his friends from his coat, which made everyone wonder.

Bonnie:So that's how you know about us. When we started putting up posters.

Emma:And to be honest, animatronics are not alive here.

Bonnie:Do you have one too?

Leo:Yes, and not only in the pizzeria, but also in the park.

Freddy:But we continue to get to know each other. What are the other people's names?

Firefighter:My name is Eis Glover. I'm a firefighter.

Animatronics:Wow.

Artist:My name is Lucy Wong. I'm a artist.

Clown:I'm Attilio Caccini. I'm a clown.

Blue haired girl:I'm Iben Bia. I'm a seamstress.

Purple-haired man:My name is Cal Suresh. I work in an office and I can play chess.

Little girl:I'm Cass Milligan. (She heard the cat meowing and saw her Kitty Kitty, and took her) And this is my Kitty kitten.

Chica:How cute she is.

Purple-haired woman:I'm Sana Hudson. I work as a forest guard and I like birds.

Green-haired boy:I'm Haoyu Chang. I like everything about the sky and airplanes.

Purple-haired girl:I'm Yuri Brand. I like everything about insects.

Diver:I'm Fiona Demetria. I'm diver.

Farmer:And I'm Jose Gallard. I'm farmer.

Cal:And we are called inhabitants when there are twelve of us.

Foxy:Aren't other people in the city residents?

Leo:They actually call them when they were at wonderworld.

Animatronics:A wonderworld.

Freddy:It sounds mysterious. It's about the fact that once in your city 14 people disappeared who were spoiled and returned from balanced.

Leo, Emma and the inhabitants were surprised by this, realizing that they had disappeared spoiled and returned balanced.

Leo:(Whisper) It seems we left as a legend.

Emma:To be honest, it was us.

Animatronics:You?!

Leo:It's just that I didn't like dancing with someone and I had a fight with my friend.

Emma:I didn't trust when someone was talking about me in whispers.

Jose:I was unhappy that the hurricane had demolished my garden.

Fiona:My friend dolphin accidentally knocked down the balloon without knowing it and I thought he was on purpose.

Yuri:My classmates avoided me because they were afraid of insects.

Haoyu:I couldn't build a functioning plane because I was in a hurry.

Sana:The builders destroyed the forest and the birds flew away, which made me no longer think about them.

Cass:My Kitty ran away and I thought it was my fault she died. But she's alive, as you can see.

Cal:I was a chess champion until I lost and didn't think about winning anymore.

Iben:My parents died, so I was afraid to love someone in order to lose them. But now I am married and have two children. I hope they're okay (Bruce put his hand on her shoulder).

Attilio:I was in love with Mary, but I was afraid to tell her. But I confessed anyway, and I'm married.

Lucy:I ran out of inspiration and painted the same pictures.

Eis:I wanted to become a firefighter, but I didn't think I was afraid of fire.

Bruce:And no one noticed me, because they thought that my efforts were in vain.

Chica:Oh guys, this is terrible.

Bonnie:It's good that you've dealt with these problems.

Foxy:Judging by their problems, they were wary of reality and dreams.

Cal:Something like that.

Freddy:Well, as you know, my name is Freddy and so are my others

Bonnie:And with me.

Chica:Me too.

Foxy:So it is with me.

Freddy:These versions are called Toy, Funtime, Rockstar and Glam Rock. Some animatronics that are unrelated to us have other names.

BB:My name is BB.

JJ:I'm JJ.

Lolbit:Lolbit.

Bon Bon:Bon Bon.

Bonnet:Bonnet.

Mr. Hippo:Mr. Hippo.

Happy Frog:Happy Frog.

Pigpatch:Pigpatch.

Orville:Orville Elephant.

Nedd:Nedd Bear.

El Chip:El Chip.

Music Man:Music Man.

Monty:Monty Gator.

Roxanne:Roxanne Wolf.

Sundrop:Sundrop.

Balan:What wonderful names.

Glam-rock Freddy:Wait, what about the DJ?

Balan:Oh, we almost forgot about him. Fortunately, I decided to get to know one of our friends.

Animatronics:Any more of your friends?

Emma:Yes, they live in wonderworld.

Balan:Which we're just heading to!

Balan led everyone into the hall and put them in the empty seats. He immediately flew up to the top, snapped his fingers and cute fluffy creatures in the form of chicks appeared on the hands of animatronics.

JJ:And who are these cute creatures?

Balan:This is tims. They are the guardians of happiness. And Now the performance (Disappeared)!

Floodlights shine on the stage where Balan stands. He makes a wheel and copies of it appear. They first make an elf tower of themselves, then they make a big circle and go. Later, Leo, Emma and the inhabitants notice the real Balan, who gestures for them to come to him and they went to him.

Bonnie:And you have a great place here. (He noticed that Leo, Emma and the inhabitants are not there) Guys?

Later, a small shadow of Leo appears on the stage, and he has four arms. But it turned out that when he showed up, the extra hands were Emma's. Later, when they spun away from each other, 12 doors appeared where the inhabitants come out.

Sundrop:(He claps his hands joyfully) Ho-ho-ho!

Later, when a flower grows, a Balan comes out of it. He clicks and the animatronics are immediately on the floor and spinning along with Leo, Emma and the inhabitants.

Balan:And now... We're going to Wonderworld!

*The screen turned white*

To be continued...

[x-i-l-verify]

Oh mannnnnnn, thank you so much! 🥺 I was definitely not expecting to get a full breakdown, aaaaaaah, this made my week.

Well, first of all, I'm happy you think all the forms fit!! That was my biggest goal with this, so I'm glad I seem to have succeeded! Wars Is a little weird puppy running on cat software, we stan. :D And yeah, for sure, I don't personally see Wild as a fox at all. I mean, I kinda get why people type him as one a lot, but naaaaaaah. It was either going to be an ungulate or raptor for him, and none of the ungulates fit, so RAPTOR IT IS. ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

For all the absolute HEADACHES the mechanics of Four's splitting power gave me in this AU, he was an absolute cherub when it came to actually picking him a form. (◕ᴗ◕✿) Had one picked in like 10 minutes. Honeybee does work so well for him, and I'm always tickled to death when I get to type someone as a less common form like an insect, fish, or reptile. Variety is the spice of life!

Wind was always going to be some kind of bird, and I considered gull for a bit, but I found the parrots and I was like "SCORE" lmao. Oh fr though, macaws can be scary, do not underestimate. XD

Hyrule was bar none the hardest Link to type, I went through so many analyses. >.< I kept picturing him with something small and fuzzy and cute, though, and when I found the YBG, I kept coming back to it. Fun fact, it and Wild's wedge-tailed eagle are both Australian animals. Fitting, I think, for the two most feral Links, lol.

Not me cackling at someone calling Sky's 5-foot crane a small bird. X'D Look Psalm may be fierce af, but she's not a cucco for a reason. Cuccos seem to like her, though, nobody knows why she and Sky are exempt from their wrath.

ty for your interest! <3 I just have a oneshot in mind for right now, Worstie Duo (Warriors+Legend) focused b/c I love them lots and lots, BUT if I get ideas for something else set in this AU, I'm not opposed to writing it. Mostly juggling this and another WIP for whumptober rn, though, and that's enough for me. >.< Why is writing so haaard.

Awww, thanks, I do try to link the sources since those have way more info in them, and I simply don't have the time to go as in-depth about my typings myself.

Aaaaa, you're welcome! I'm glad it was well received, I do sometimes get self-conscious about sending people things. "HEY I WROTE A THING DO YOU WANT TO READ IT" has about a 50/50 chance of going over like a lead balloon if you don't know the person well, so I'm glad that in this case it did. ^^;

ty again for your time!! I hope you have a great week. :D

*shuffles into inbox* Um. So I saw you bemoaning the fact that people don't write detailed posts about what Dark World forms the rest of the boys would have, and I wanted to let you know that I kind of just wrote one? After a fashion? Thought you might want to check it out. (Insert the dots and get rid of the space, gomen for the formatting, tumblr wouldn't let me send this otherwise)

https:// www(DOT)tumblr(DOT)com/x-i-l-verify/762966857258041344/linked-universe-daemon-au-headcanons

Anywaysssss, have a good day, thanks for all your interesting analyses! *skitters*

HIIIII!!!!!

Thank you so much!!!! :DD

I actually love the amount of dark world form theories there are haha AND I LOVE YOURS TOO OMG

This is so cool!

Here's the Link >:) to the post

The first thing that stood out to me was you made Wars having a fox! I love that because normally I see Wild as a fox but Wars is a great fox. Introverted puppy.

Also Four as a bee is so perfect! I looked at the picture and was imagining the stripes of the bee beeing (hehehehe) the four colours and smiled so much.

I love Wind as a Macaw and the thought of the others trying to coddle a Macaw? Do not coddle a Macaw!! I love Macaws so much but they are not to be underestimated just like Wind hehe

Time's perfect and so are Twilight and Legend- I think the lore you've built handles somewhat knowing their forms already perfectly.

Raptor for Wild is gonna kill me it's perfect

Hyrule has a nocturnal glider? That's really cool I think :O

Sky's is obviously a bird which is great- I'm cracking up imagining him and the others freaking out about the cuccos and he's like but you don't freak out about my small bird! and they're all like but CUCCOS ARE DIFFERENT

This is so so cool I love the lore you've made with the daemons and you say you're writing a fic? Is it off this au and are you writing uhh oneshot or series?

ALSO YOU CITED YOUR SOURCES I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!! I legit screamed when I saw you cited your sources is that normal?? Anyways I LOVE that you cited your sources lol

Thank you so much for sending me this!! I find it funny you ended your ask thanking me for my analysis and then I answered ranting about yours. Your thoughts are wonderful to hear and I love them thank you for sharing. It's very kind and selfless of you. And AGAIN I love all the forms you chose so much it's really genius :O

You are loved and you matter /gen

<33

[onlyswan]

winter rush | jjk

→ pairing: jungkook x f!reader

→ fluff / wc: 1.6k

summary: a domestic winter day at home with your boyfriend, jungkook.

note: hello this is an additional drabble for the rush series specifically love rush but can be stand alone :] ft another cat game yn is obsessed with . that ive also been playing obsessively to get my mind off things <3 u should check it out it’s the cutest ever #not #sponsored

p.s. spy the in the soop 2 reference

“jungkook!” you cry out your boyfriend’s name from your bedroom, a pout forming on your lips.

“yes, baby?” he calls out from the kitchen, busy rummaging through your refrigerator and cabinets to plan what you will have for dinner.

“come back to bed, please? i’m so cold.” you whine out, eyes diverting back to your cellphone screen when a hot air balloon catches your attention. you tap it repeatedly, the rat dancing on it earlier now dangling off the balloon. it’s fighting for its life, trying not to fall down as your total of fifteen cats are standing on soil, busying themselves with preparing ingredients to make soup and juice.

jungkook gives up, shutting the last door of your kitchen cabinet with a sigh. he didn’t really plan on staying the night so he didn’t buy much food, only snacks. and he admits that’s on him. of course, how could he even dare to think that he could resist your shimmering pleading eyes? work can wait. his freezing girlfriend in dire need of warm cuddles can’t.

and because he doesn’t want to go out to brave the cold snow again, “food delivery it is.” he nods to himself, turning on his heel to get the snacks out of the grocery bag.

“jungkook!”

he winces, answering in a split second. “coming, my love!”

the space on the bed beside you dips, and you immediately feel the natural warmth the body of jungkook radiates. without taking your eyes off the screen, you scoot closer.

“fuck-” you flinch back when you feel something cold touch your wrist.

“oopsie,” he guiltily smiles at you, raising the tub of what you recognize as mint chocolate ice cream.

your face drops, eyeing him in astonishment. “are you seriously eating ice cream? today? out of all days?”

“yes?” he sounds unsure, eyebrows knitting and eyes glinting with amusement.

“and mint too?!”

“i’m not even cold. i have thick skin. this is nothing!” he defends himself, digging the metal spoon on the frozen dessert. you can even see the faint smoke rising from it. ah, your boyfriend. you love him, truly, but he can be questionable at times. and this is one of those times.

“you like to torture your senses. oh, how stupid of me to forget.” you shake your head while laughing, turning back to your game. you tap on the small pond you placed on the top corner of your forest space and start fishing.

it really shouldn’t be this fun, having cats as the main characters in games. but you’re having the time of your life.

“what are you playing this time? another cat game?” your nosy boyfriend asks, leaning his head on your shoulder as he enjoys his ice cream.

“yeah, gave up on cats are cute. this is so much cuter. the visuals- they are so pretty. hand-drawn graphics. i feel like crying when i just watch them do their silly little tasks.” you speak passionately, dragging through your screen to show him one of your cats chopping broccoli.

both of your eyes follow each and every one of its movements. “it’s kind of scary looking with the way it holds the knife.” he comments, squinting at the cat.

“my baby is harmless. that knife is for broccoli only.”

“sureee,” he hums. “the lifeless eyes aren’t supporting your statement. wait-” he starts moving through your screen himself, lightly slapping your hand away. you roll your eyes. “is that a barbecue grill?”

“yes.” you giggle, zooming in on the cat frying vegetables. “isn’t it so cute? i stayed up last night so i could buy it.”

“that’s why you were taking forever to text me back.” he grumbles, glaring at the cats moving in sync. so far you have built the carrot, corn, acorn, cabbage, and broccoli facilities. two of each, except for carrot and cabbage because you have three. they rush over to the soup and juice stations to give the ingredients they worked hard to reduce into bite size pieces. after working, they can relax for a bit. you own a trampoline, reading chair, and a garden for them to have some leisure time. three of your cats have wings, one owns a broom, and they can all fly. he pursed his lips, starting to recognize the appeal of the game. of course, you would find this game very interesting. he definitely sees it. here, you can dress up the cats and decorate their rooms. and most of all, you’re running a kitty kitchen in the middle of a forest. the thing about you is you like to watch people, and cats? cooking, but you hate doing it yourself. all the delivery guys around the area knows you, not even an exaggeration at the slightest.

“you can’t even fry your own pork belly! how are you going to live your life?”

“ah, i don’t know. does it matter? i don’t think i’ll live that long anyway.”

defeated. he’ll cook you food forever, as long you as stay by his side for as long as he lives.

unconsciously, he raises his spoon to your mouth, feeding you ice cream. it’s a usual thing between the two of you, feeding each other, so you accept it without thinking.

“oh-” he looks at you with his big doe eyes.

you pause when you feel the coldness spreading in your mouth, accompanied by a tang of sweetness. “this is my first time tasting this.”

“how is it?” he asks, wanting to know your opinion after countless debates with his friends about it.

“i don’t hate it. i’ll eat it if it’s there, like if you feed it to me, but i won’t buy it myself.” you answer honestly, and he immediately feeds you another spoonful.

“okay, i’ll take that as a win.” he says happily, eating another spoonful himself.

“whatever makes you happy, my love.” you hum. you scrunch your nose when his cold lips kisses your cheek, but you enjoy the gesture of appreciation nonetheless, kissing his cheek back.

your heart drops when you see that a fish you haven’t seen before took your bait. “oh my god! i finally got the last rare fish.”

it’s purplish in color, with accents of light orange. “it’s a cute fish.” he comments.

“right? this means i can get the legendary fishies next. those are cuter.” you sound excited, and it makes him smile like a lovesick fool. he admires how simple things can make you happy.

“you’re the cutest.”

“jungkook, shut up and cuddle me. the ice cream won’t melt, you know?”

he laughs lightly, leaving the tub of ice cream on your nightstand and finally wrapping his arms around you. you push him away, and he makes a nyang sound of confusion. “wha-” you move yourself between his legs, your back comfortably leaning against his chest. “you can hug me now.” and that he does.

“winter is pretty. but even my hands are cold,” you mumble.

“stop playing then, baby. do you want gloves?”

“i don’t wanna. i want to buy them the fireworks.”

“fireworks? this game is so funny.”

“you’re not making fun of it, are you?”

“funny, in an adorable way.”

“i agree. i laugh at them all the time.”

he leans down to press kisses along the expanse of your neck, arms securely around your waist. “what’s the title of the game again?”

you can’t help but to smile. “cats&soup. but don’t download it and just play with my game.”

he opens his mouth to protest, but quickly realizes that you’re together all the time, so he can play anytime he wants. “okay then. teach me?”

he’s quick to get the hang of it. you sell the food and collect money to buy more facilities, and each facility comes with a cat. you feed fish to the cats to also upgrade their abilities, a heart representing a level upgrade. while playing together, you collect enough money to buy another corn facility.

he gapes at the black cat with gleaming eyes like fireflies. “i want a cat like that in real life.”

“this might be my favorite one yet.” you observe it in amazement, finding the faint light of its eyes fascinating.

“what do we name it?”

“sixteen.”

“what?”

“because it’s our sixteenth cat.”

he stifles a laugh. “are you telling me the other fifteen are named one, two, three and so on?”

“yes- don’t laugh!” you hit his thigh. you try not to let how thick and muscular it is affect you. maybe later tonight. “i tried to give them names, but i ran out by the time the eighth one came.”

“let’s name this one firefly. what do you think?”

“that sounds nice,” you admit, typing it out. “now you have to name all the others.”

“okay, i’ll do it. since it’s our shared game and all.” he fishes out his phone from his pocket. “but let’s order dinner first. i’m starving for real food.” he starts scrolling through the food delivery app.

“i’m craving soup.”

he nods with a smile, his dimple making an appearance. you poke it before squeezing his cheek.

“can we do halfsies on the eerie basement? i want the ghosties. they appear at night and give out additional recipe points.” you bat your eyelashes at him, lightly scratching his scalp.

“sure, baby. how much is it?” he pecks your lips quickly before continuing with his hunt for soup.

“like twenty dollars.”

he pauses for a few seconds before saying, “what do the ghosts look like?”

you raise your phone on his eye-level, showing him the adorable damned souls.

his doe eyes meets yours, face completely serious. “buy it now.”

———

note: hello thanks for reading this total nonsense fluff that i wrote deliriously at 3am :] hope u enjoyed ok bye

[hawkins-losers]

what about a robin x reader fic in which robin and the reader are in an established relationship and they go to the Hawkins fair on a date. robin says it’s on her bucket list to kiss at the top of a ferris wheel and even though the reader is afraid of heights, she hides it from robin so she can have her special kiss.

-

Like most couples in Hawkins, you and Robin were on a date at the fair. It was your first date in a public space and it was exciting. You couldn't act like a full on couple because there was too many risks of getting called something homophobic, but you got to win your girlfriend prizes and steal a few kisses in the room of mirrors.

‘’I’ve always wanted to have a kiss on top of the ferris wheel,’’ Robin confessed as you were walking around after getting cotton candy. Her lips will taste so sweet. She took a piece with sticky fingers and put it in her mouth. ‘’I know it’s a fair cliché and more cheesy than romantic, but-‘’

You gulped, beginning to feel sweaty. The ferris wheel was the highest ride at the fair and, in your opinion, the scariest. Since you could remember, you've always hated that ride with a passion. There was no past trauma related to it. It was so high and scary. What if the security bar fails and you fall from the cabin? You die. Brutal, right?

Ten minutes later, an employee opened the cabin and you and Robin got in. As the ride jerked to life, you couldn't help but gasp. The screeching of the ride as it went up sounded unsafe. How do people go on the ferris wheel and feel safe? If you moved even a little, the whole cabin was moving.

Beside you, Robin was holding the pink cat you had proudly won by aiming at balloons with a dart and smiling, seemingly having a great time - which was all that mattered. You, on the other hand, and your fear of heights were having a terrible time.

The ferris wheel stopped abruptly, causing the passenger cabins to come to a halt. You gripped the security bar in front of, a little startled. What the hell?

Noticing your confusion, Robin explained to you that people were getting on the ride. You looked down, trying to see people getting on the ride, but it turned out to be a bad idea as you began feeling dizzy.

‘’Babe, you okay?’’ Robin asked, noticing your eyes were shut.

You shook your head. ‘’I…I don’t really like height.’’

‘’Then why did you get on the ride?’’ Robin grabbed your hand, holding her plushie against her chest with her other.

‘’Because I wanted you to have your kiss on top of the ferris wheel.’’

‘’Yeah, but you didn't have to force yourself to get on just because I wanted to kiss you on the top of the ferris wheel. I understand fear, you know? I have a deep fear of rabies myself.’’

You opened your eyes, giving the girl beside you a look. ‘’Are you really comparing my fear of height with your fear of rabies?’’

Robin’s fear of rabies was one of the quirkiest things you liked about her. It was so uncommon and random that it was cute.

Robin shrugged. ‘’Fear is fear.‘’

’’Yeah, but I'm more likely to be forced to encounter heights than you rabies. Let's be realistic. You never touch wild animals. You can only get rabies when infectious saliva is introduced into the body, usually through a bite from an infected animal. Rabies transmissions from other types of exposures are extremely rare.‘’

‘’Which is why I didn't let you touch the chipmunk in the park.‘’

‘’That chipmunk did not have rabies-‘’

‘’Maybe it did. You can't know-‘’ Robin interrupted herself, her blue eyes lighting up when realizing you made it to the top of the ride. ‘’Oh! Look, we're on the top! Do you think we can see my house from here?‘’

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[heartshapedbubble]

Hello! if u can, can i request some hcs for William and Luchino (Surv) with a s/o that looks scary and intimidating but in reality they're a big softie? ty <3

ofc!! so happy that my first x reader post/req is with luchi and will, i love them both sm - here you go<3

william ellis and luchino diruse with a S/O that looks intimidating but they're actually a softie🏈🦎

william ellis🏈

tbh william was pretty intimidated by you when you first joined

yeah he might be buff and strong and all but he's still a bit of a scaredy cat, okay?

he'll try his best to not make you mad or annoyed - he'll just avoid getting in your way

it's kinda funny seeing him run directly into eldritch gods with no second thought but you being someone that he's too scared to even approach lmao

during matches he has this urge to show off more than usual so you could think he's worthy and not just a pest in your way

however, one time he gets appointed to decode the last cipher with you - he's kinda hesitant...

...but once he starts chatting you, it was like his worries vanished into thin air! he didn't expect that you're actually a softie at all

he's extremely honest so he immediately confesses to you about how he used to avoid you out of fear and it makes you laugh

now that he realized he has a fluffball beside him he can give you bear hugs and carry you around all he wants >:))))

if you guys have extra time during matches since someone else is decoding he'll carry you to the gate and parade around with you, he just LOOOVES pda okay

will constantly offer you to wear his clothes! he really wants you to wear his old black bunny onesie so you two can match

he's an avid user of puppy eyes™ when you're too busy to cuddle and honestly you really can't say no to him lol - nor can he when you do them!

will let you nap on him during games or in general if you're burned out. he makes for a great human pillow tbh,, and if you're still sleeping after the match ends he's going to carry you bridal style to your bed and tuck you in (and give you one of his plushies hehe)

if you're busy in your room he'll *slightly* open the door to give you snacks and a cute post-it note taped to the packaging

give him a little kiss while running after he does a good balloon rescue!! he's going to melt

overall you've found yourself the perfect partner<3

luchino diruse🦎

he immediately notices your resting bitchface (IMSORRYIHADTO) and your stance so he decides to stay out of your way

he is intimidated, yes, but it takes him way more time to admit it and it's less obvious

you guys actually start talking when you visit his laboratory in the manor's cellar

you're the last person that he expected to see! he doesn't accept visits often but if it's you, then it's an exception

he thought you were about to appoint him to do something shady honestly😭but after he realizes you're just here to have a friendly chat he puts his guard down

he certainly did NOT expect your personality to be that upbeat and sweet, but hey, who's he to complain?

as a partner, luchino is less upbeat and energetic as william but he is incredibly caring

you two can ramble for hours with no end! he's a great person to have a conversation with

he loves when you lay your head on his chest and run your fingers through his hair it makes his brain short circuit </3

^ you swear you can hear him purring (he does.) when you do that but he'll deny it every time

not a big fan of pda but once you're in either his or your room you won't be able to get him off of you

prefers to be the big spoon and put his head onto your shoulder while caressing your arm, but he's not opposed to being the little spoon either! as long as you're with him

calls you various pet names in italian (tesoro, cuore mio, gioia mia...) >:)) wholesome bastard #2 also this man has a gorgeous voice wow you could listen to him laugh for DAYS

likes seeing (and making) you flustered! it's secretly his favourite thing to do lmao

adores when you visit him in his laboratory with a cup of coffee or tea to chat or just compliment him on his work - does the same to you! always visits you before you go to sleep to help tuck you in and give you a goodnight kiss

he might not be the most energetic partner out there but he's one beautiful soul <3

[muffindaddystyles]

Someone hurts Y/N at work; and Harry’s owner of the company.

Angry young man CEO!H very protective of his lovie :)))))))))))))

It was Tuesday. Tiring Tuesday is what Y/N calls them to be because they lurk in the middle of week and drags you after a Monday. Today, it’s the worst fucking Tuesday since the day she started working at this company.

Harry offered her. More to say tried to convince her with his sweet puppy tactics, tried to lure her in with his seductive begging and would mumble the same thing in her sweaty neck while balls deep in her, “Please sweet toots ... promise I wouldn’t be there to take ye' interview, please work in my company.” He squished her sides in desperation. Y/N whined, mind too occupied in the way he’s leaking into her, the head of his cock angled to rub at her spongy wall making her hug herself into him.

“I could be a very hard boss in my office, ‘s all ‘m saying.” He wiggled his brows at her playfully, hissing when his double joke earned him a tight fit around his prick and he was soon forgetting all of it when she canted her hips to let him slick deeper inside her.

It’s not that; Y/N doesn’t wants to work at his company. When her boyfriend asked her so sweetly and stout-heartedly. Call him a sap but he actually wants to be closer to her in every possible chance he gets – she gives him an unyielding amount of comfort and happiness when she’s with him.

There’s this silver of pride he wants to take (since he’s the biggest narcissists) in being a power couple, because in the end everything will be theirs.

But she doesn’t want to seem like she took advantage of him. She didn’t study and worked hard many years to be called dependent on her boyfriend. She wanted to find her first proper job herself – feel all the odds and jitters of her firsts after UNI.

Harry called the battles off knowing his little stubborn baby’s too much a wiggler and he believes in her and he’s very proud of her previous achievements, he just wants to see her happy working with him or not.

She indeed got it. She was finally a design editor at a grand magazine company, excited to meet her boss who’s one of her absolute favourite graphic designers in the industry.

Harry and her celebrated her baby step towards her success by going out at this cafe which had cats you can pet and love on.

He was blissed to see her this happy, considering it a win win situation. But she doesn’t need to know? Does she? And Harry didn’t do anything suspicious? Did he? Nobody even know who she's! And if Y/N wants that, he’ll have it that way.

Soon her enthusiasm deflated like a sorrowful balloon whirling in the air for seconds before falling on the ground and getting it’s existence neglected, because, her boss was the meanest bitch alive.

At the moment, Y/N forced the pertinacious lump of pathetic tears down her throat, not blinking to dry out the moisture threatening to fall from her waterline feeling humiliation creep up her skin and making her want to shrink into herself and never show her face.

She listens patiently and optimistically as her boss practically screams at her for not liking the designs Y/N worked to modify for damn 62 hours and the Karen still had an audacity to degrade, Y/N.

Y/N gasped, stumbling back in fright shock when the file that had her precious designs composed in it flew and hit Y/N, the ragged corner of it scratching Y/N’s delicate skin and her boss was spinning away from her to stare coldly at the bustling city outside through the window drowning into fumes and anger.

Y/N opened her mouth, guppy like. Wanting to say something back and call her out on her act but she felt like her voice got strangled into her chest.

ShitShitShitShit.

Hammering in her brain when she felt something warm oozing from her skin and she’s panicking, wiping a vicious streak of blood from her jaw with her trembly fingers and scuttled straight to the washroom before anyone was able to see her in such vulnerable condition.

She had enough of it and left out of there without a word to anyone, not even to her cubby mate. She bottled all the emotions that were rattling against her bones to flood out of her each pore, until she could reach her home and once she did she was having a humongous and ominously scary breakdown, glad that Harry was stuck in meetings and the house was all of hers to cry ugly.

Once she was all blue lips, puffy and swelled up cheeks and eyes, nest of a hairstyle and all burned up lungs she was calming herself down with deep breaths just Harry taught her.

Scrubbing and cleaning herself off then going to bed without waiting for Harry, something very rare and the right hit in the nail for him to know she isn’t feeling well.

He was welcomed by silence. No dinner, just leftovers in fridge and his insides became all crummy and not very pleasant when he tailed to the living room and wasn’t met by his lovebug; either cramming her head to sketch down designs with an ipad in her lap while a buzz of random Netflix show accompanies her, dossing off cutely with hundreds of her study journals and magazines messed around her on the floor, or her in sleeping pyjamas with food already set up on the coffee table and brightening the whole room with her squeals when Harry announces his presence.

None of that instead he finds her in their bedroom, drowned under layers of blankies and her stuffies with room lit dark.

He coos softly, mattress dipping down from his weight and his heart expands and melts all around his other organs at how adorable she looks sleeping in his hoodie. He chuckles shaking his head at the way she has the strings of the hoodie squeezed around her head, not sure how she’s able to breath at how tight it seems around her neck.

Doing his own routine he was slipping into the bed, sighing from the warmth and how toasty she has made the bed already.

He bunched her against his chest and kissed her head then spooned her up in his arms, lips fluttering into a smile when she hummed and sniffed basking into his scent.

“Oi sleepy.” He whispers down at her cupping her neck and giggles softly when she whines mushing her cheek against his chest only to grunt sleepily and muffle her yelps into his sweatshirt.

Harry’s brows shoots up into slight bafflement then dips down into a frown when he slipped his calloused palm under her hoodie to cradle her jaw and felt something graze against his thumb that was about to press into her soft skin to bring her for a night kiss.

“Hey...” He perches himself on elbows, switching on the lamps and ignores her groans grasping the blanket she was about to pull over herself, huffing at him to let her sleep but Harry’s more stubborn than her if it involves assuring himself she’s okay and right now she’s not and Harry was already feeling it in his bones.

“Lemme see.” He persists gently, peeling the blankets and the hoodie off her head while she’s still stirring into sleep not able to open her eyes how much she tries because of the exhaustion dumped on her from whole day.

He stares at the wound she did a shit effort to cover with a gauze messily over her jaw and tiny bit area of her neck, a long bandage reaching to her ear and Harry tries to think rationally and not freak out as he touches it with cautious fingertips.

“What ... the –- fuck, Y/N what is...is this?” His mouth falls slack. His ears buzzing for a moment and he wraps his arm around her shoulder to bring her up as he leans them against the bedhead.

He feels bad when she knuckles at her eyes warily and mumbles something that’s barely audible.

“What happened, baby? Talk t’me? How did y'hurt yourself so bad?” Worried and fearful. He bombs her with questions not waiting for her to be fully awake and his heart breaks miserly upon focusing his gaze on her face, her angelic face that’s now soaked with sadness –- she’s been crying.

His loves been crying and he wasn’t there for her.

“Who did this to you?” Y/N's eyes widens abruptly. The alertness in them vivid for Harry to see under the lamp glow and she gasps, nose twitching and lip wobbling as Harry grabbed her chin and ducked to her eyelevel to ask her tenderly with a layer of strictness under his tone, “’M asking, Who did this to you, Y/N?” Her fragile heart could already take so much and she strangled out a sob lowering her head down in embarrassment.

“’M.. I’m —-.. no –..not telli –-..telling you,” She hiccups breathlessly, shaky fingers fisting onto the blanket thrown over Harry’s lap and he holds her hands kissing them gently, “I’ll know it one way or another baby. Don’t force me to get outta my way to find —–“ His soul stabbing glare was enough for Y/N to ramble and at first he thought he didn’t heard her right, that she was mumbling too much but when the reality seeped in gradually Harry almost froze in his spot.

“I know it’s very shameful —..” Y/N stammers barely able to get in a breather and Harry’s head snapped at her words, removing his nails away from making little graves in his palms and his jaw which almost felt like breaking from the hinges from how painfully furious he had it set relaxes as he tries to calm himself down and not to grab his keys and drive to that bitch's house to trash her place.

Because how fucking dare she treat anyone like that in his own fucking company.

“Hey, hey. Now none of that toots. Look at me darling, oh my sweet moppet ... shh.” It slices his heart in pain to see Y/N like this -- so small and disheartened. How dare she hurt his such delicate, sweet, loving girl like that? How!?

“You shouldn’t be ashamed of yourself moppet. She should be, fo’ being such a heartless prick.” He spat, his guts full of bitter and hatred. His skin hot, his grip on her tightening protectively and his chin quivers trying to lock all his anger inside and not to burst out like a pressure cooker.

“I’ll deal with her tomorrow.” He nods curtly to himself, poking his tongue to wet his grimacing lips and Y/N was too woolly to get what’s he’s saying.

His gaze flitters back on her. His demeanour turned incredibly soft and gentle for her smooching a big generous kiss to her salty lips and then to both of her cheeks cared in both of his palms, “Are y'okay? D'you want me to take you to hospital?” She shakes her head mewling and melting and caressing herself into his wrist.

“Why didn’t you call me baby?” He asks her doing anything in his power to mask the hurt in his tone and sighs touching his forehead to her's when Y/N sniffled, “Didn’t wan’ you to worry.” He slid his forearm under her bum and scooched her atop of him, patching tiny careful pecks to her jaw.

“But, that’s love moppet. Worryin’ bout you, takin’ care of ye' and beating anyone raw who even dares to have evil intentions towards you,”

“Remember the time y'snubbed that one guy’s oh so expensive shoes who was very rude to me at one of your graduations party?” His simper turning into a proper ironic grin when she giggled hoarsely nodding along and the tension in his muscles released watching her getting better.

“Proper broke his big toe with your heel darling.” He giggles with her and then Y/N realised how sad and awful Harry’s feeling, how it’s hurting him the same way it hurt her an year ago.

“How about we have a glass of milk .... it’ll help us sleep less grumpy y'know.” He murmurs in the crook of her neck, elbow cocooned safely around her shoulder blade as he kisses the side of her head again and again nose buried in her hair to smell her treacly smell.

.

In the morning he was tragic to hear Y/N sound so heartbroken and dejected as she told him, “I’m going to resign and accept your offer.” Her smile small and sad, hugging him looping her limbs around his torso lazily.

“’kay baby, but first eat your brekkie.” He kissed her hair and squished her pout when he moved away to make some calls to his assistant.

Y/N had no-idea what he was upto. Glad that he was driving her to the company and that he was immensely supportive of her decision, her insides pooled with warmth and giddiness when he tried to cheer her up with his silly jokes and singing along the radio murmuring rubbish whenever he forgot the lyrics.

She was utterly confused when upon reaching he was giving the keys to valet boy to park his car and interviewing their fingers in a strong grip before leading her inside, even though she should be the one to do so.

She sputters a, “Huh?” when instead of telling her he’d wait for her in the lobby he’s rounding the corner towards the elevators and turns his wrist to push her infront of him to keep her closer to himself all the time.

When the doors are sliding apart the people scurrying outside halts for a moment, not looking Harry in eyes and keeping their heads low.

Phones were already rung in the building that Mr. Styles will be coming un-announced and everyone should be prepared to face the consequences if they stumble upon him – because well he isn’t in such a nice mood to start with.

“Harry.” She pokes him in ribs feebly, stepping away from him feeling timid due to few pair of eyes in elevator watching her awkwardly and maybe judgingly.

The tension in space could be cut through knife, as if everyone’s holding their breaths and she pouts taking a good look at Harry who’s smirking smugly confident in his element.

Do they all think her boyfriend’s way too intimidating and out of reach for them? They should know he’s such a sweetie!

Y/N huffs. Folding her arms over chest when Harry paws at her hips and pulls her back against his chest resting his chin atop of her head with a shit eating grin.

In all seriousness. Showing them that’s she’s his's and belongs under his wings, which will keep her safe and protected till his death.

“How did you know my boss's office’s on tenth floor?” She squints up at him suspiciously.

“Hmm. Dunno, moppet. Magical powers or summat?” He teases her, putting a hand at the small of her back to nudge her forward making her blush pink and ducks down to whisper in her ear, “You got this toots.” Biting her earlobe playfully to stroke down her anxiety upon sensing her hesitancy to step in the hallway that has cubicles lined up.

He already got this. He ordered his assistant to get the resign letter ready and showing her who’s the boss here’s not much of hurdle for him.

It’s weird. Bloody weird. Y/N wants to turn back and run away because the moment they step inside the whole damn hallway falls eerily pin drop silent and everyone’s peeking up from the short walls of their cubicles and then diverting their eyes immediately in embarrassment and apology seeing Harry behind her.

The ones who’re standing bows their heads lightly in respect for him and scurrying away to give him a way and that’s insanely surprising and weird.

Harry on the other hand was no stranger to those bogey looks. Of curiosity, uneasiness and dread when he passes through the crowd of his employs. Y/N is.

Slowly perhaps. It starts to sink in— jumbled and disoriented when she looks back at Harry. He’s keeping his head held high and shoulders tilted back with poise and conceitedness, hands stuffed into the pockets of his pants and because though it makes him look like a proper snob— he is their boss and the owner of this company, he should act like one.

“Mr. Styles.” Y/N’s boss assistant Marina who’s usually very chirpy (and undeserving of all the yelling she gets from her boss) turns pale at Harry’s presence. She’s the only person Y/N's very keen of, now she’s fretting towards them with her head lowered and tries to stammer something but Harry’s walking past her with his lips pursued as he goes inside without knocking.

“Harry...” Y/N tattles behind him, lunging to clutch onto the hem of his suits coat, to scold him to stop babying her and let her handle it herself, too late since she’s already meeting with the sight of her overly stressed and upset boss.

Her knees almost gives in when Harry snaps his fingers for the employees that were inside to give them privacy and takes in the most relaxing breath of oxygen, feeling a gag of bitterness in his mouth from even looking at her.

Y/N gasped. Her boss (which she’s not sure is her boss anymore) gasped. The sweet assistant Marina gasped. When Harry told her in the most composing way– though his blood’s boiling absolutely sheathing through his veins.

“You’re fired.” His demeanour cold and voice monotone not giving a fuck how much she shakes and cries for his forgiveness.

“Mr. Styles. I..I can explain–-" She stammers rushing from the back of her desk and stops obediently when Harry gestures her to not to take another step forward.

“There’s no excuse for abuse. I don’t want your lame explanations, I can’t have an abusive asshole running my company for me ... we might be strict on our employees but we aren’t monsters.” He grits, his eyes flaring piercingly with rage and showing no empathy towards her as she pleads him to forgive her mistake– those bricks of money makes you work baby.

“You hurt someone so dearly to me ‘n think I’ll forgive ye'?” The assistance eye’s blows away at newfound information, Harry Styles love of life’s none other than Y/N. The girl she used to have smoked sandwiches and milkshakes with in their lunch breaks.

“I didn’t know ...” He chuckles ironically at her hypocrisy and that’s the last straw for him before he’s threatening her to call the security and she’s getting out of there cursing him under her breath but Harry grabs her from elbow roughly, conceding his brow at her dauntingly.

"Apologise to her right fuckin' now."

"Sorry, Mrs Styles. I'm very ashamed of what I did." She says nervously and Y/N nods not able to speak from the butterflies that are flapping around her stomach, which sure didn't go unnoticed at Harry's side and he smirks at Y/N.

When they’re left alone. Jovial cackles are bouncing against the walls and he’s pressing his hip to the desk, securing his hands around his triceps as he folds his arms infront of his chest entertaining himself to the cute and fuzzy reactions of his girl at what just happened.

“See. Told ya, nobody could defy my bossiness at work.” He grins at her, jerking his hand towards his chest to usher her closer to him and boops her nose smacking an obnoxiously loud kiss to her mouth when she toddles in his arms.

“The offers still there,” He looks down at her cheekily and she shakes her head, a small smile kicking up her lips at his determination and devotion.

“Couldn’t say no to you, could I? What will you be owning secretly next time?” She nips at him, planting her palms firmly against his midriff feeling the crispiness of his shirt underneath his jacket.

“A bakery shop ....?” He muses in the most pondering voice and she scoffs at him through pattering of giggles, “Suck it up Mr. Styles.”

“Hey! I know my prick’s huge but not tha’ much for me to suck it myself.”

Y/N chokes onto her own spit. Shaking her head at him.

“Your innocent employees knows how vulgar you’re?”

“Uhmm. Infact, She gets very hot hearin’ me like tha'.” He bobs his head grinning at her wickedly and she smacks his shoulder, “Harry!”

“Yeahhh! Tell everyone how good I make you feel babbbyy—....” Y/N clamps her hand around his mouth to muffle his lewd fake moaning.

“You’re so embarrassing.” She grumbles wiping his spit sticking to her palm down her skirt and spins around to head for the door expecting him to follow her.

“You don’t talk to boss like that!” He trails behind her, “Boss my ass!” She quips out a squeal looking around to make sure that nobody saw it when Harry slapped her bum.

“Boss someone’s ‘bout to get a pink ass.”

[twinprincessparty]

Princess Rein Info from the first and second character detail books!

Translated by the wonderful currytantou on twitter! Thank you very much!

  Loyal to Bright, a girl who dreams; Rein. 

Sunny Kingdom's princess. Always sticks to her twin sister Fine. Like Fine, she dislikes practice which is why they are called "the most un-princess-like princess since the creation of the Wonder Planet". Full of energy and quick to act. 

Since she is also calm so she would take action only after giving it some thought, she always had to stop Fine's reckless act.

She suggested a peaceful solution during the Bo Dragon event and helped link cooperation between Windmill Kingdom and Jewelry Kingdom in a balloon race.

Her judgment brings great results to the people around her.

On the other hand, her eyes are filled with hearts the moment she sees cool people like Bright and Shade. Especially when she starts imagining situations with her beloved Bright, she just stops paying attention to her surroundings and might even go on a rampage. 

While she is interested in adorable and girly things like flowers, she is also fond of scary things.

She held onto her beloved Bright's back while getting on Ruby. Even though she had to look for Fine, it was such a blissful moment for her.

Be careful of charming smiles - pumo! Poomo's Princess Level Check!

Princess Rein's manners are quite commendable and she is also reliable - pumo~ But can't she do something about her being extremely fond of cool boys..? As I thought, she still needs to put more effort - pumo!

Rein's Secrets!

Good at mimicking boys!

She would impersonate Bright's voice with words she wished to hear and then ended up getting embarrassed.

Bad at Sports!

She placed last in the race at the princess party but is good at weird dances.

Puppet came approaching her while saying "Play with me," with a scary expression. 

She understood that they were feeling sad for being thrown away so she gently hugged Puppet.

Calm at scary and suspicious places.

She even loves screaming machines and haunted houses. Full of curiosity, the opposite of Fine the scaredy cat.

Really bad at sports. 

She seems to be getting along well with Mirlo, as both aren't so good with sports such as sprints and bun-eating races.

Proposed cooperation between the two countries as a method of repairing a broken balloon. 

Actually, it was to make Bright and Auler get along.

Detail of Rein

A princess of Sunny Kingdom whose catchphrase is “It’s alright.” 

She is a feminine princess who loves cute things and fashion, but she positively cheered on Altezza who broke down into tears and reprimanded Fine who was going to lose her heart from sadness. She also has a brave spirit, shown when she reached out for Bright who was about to be swallowed by Black Crystal.

She is devoted to Bright, believing that he would surely regain his heart even after he was swallowed by the power of darkness. Just like Fine, she cherishes smiles and possesses a trusting heart. Her heart reached her comrades and that’s how she turned into a perfect Eternal Solar Princess.

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To Bright who will do anything to become a king, she said; “Making others suffer to be a king is unlike Bright that I know!”

She felt discouraged seeing that even her parents were trapped in grief, but was concerned about Fine and comforted her. “We must not cry. If we cry, we lose.”

The thought of the existence of a prince coming to rescue came to mind when she was trapped in the lost garden/garden of illusion. The truth is, she wants to rely on someone.

“We will never give up. So everyone, hang in there and don’t give up. Do not give in to the power of darkness.” They cheered on everyone who seemed to be discouraged by Bright’s overwhelming power. Thus, everyone’s hearts were united as one while Fine and Rein became Eternal Solar Princesses.

Princess Grace told them to cherish happiness and to believe in others. The two believed without questioning Candy’s words to hand over the Grace Stone. As a result, it awakened Candy’s conscience.

[ibis-gt]

I honestly would love to read about the first time Cam finds out Luther is shrinking because he has feelings for him. In that hanahaki disease au.

ask and ye shall receive.... cam figures it out. just shy of 2000 words.

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“Aaaand… there,” Cam said, and gave the screwdriver one final twist. He pulled on the little contraption in front of him a few times to test its stability and sat back on his haunches, finally satisfied. “You’re all set.”

It is one of four little rope and pulley elevator systems that he’d set up around Luther’s apartment. It consisted of a small wooden plank that Luther could stand on and use the rope system to raise or lower himself. Each one was operable at height ranges between about a foot and a half to four inches. They let him get up onto his sofa, his bed, the kitchen counter, and the bathroom sink.

“You really didn’t have to do all that,” Luther protested from his position just behind Cam. “I mean, I don’t get that small that often, I probably won’t use them that much.”

Cam laughed and pushed a stray wisp of hair out of his face, looking up at Luther. “What are you talking about? You’re always shrinking around me. It’s okay, I’m happy to help. That’s what friends are for.” He watched the usual blush spread across Luther’s face, the telltale shiver run down his spine, and smiled as Luther shrank another inch. He’d lost some height here and there during the installation process as they chatted, and had gone down to about five foot even, if Cam had to guess. “Anyway, you let me know if you have any trouble with these, and I’ll be over to fix ‘em as soon as I can. And there’s the bells if you’re in any real trouble - those strings there, see? They’re hooked up to a bell in my apartment, ring that and I’ll come right over.”

“My cat’ll have a field day with them,” Luther murmured, brow furrowing. “Maybe we should do something other than string.”

Cam chewed on the end of his screwdriver in contemplation. “Hm. Good point. I’ll figure something out later.” He slipped the screwdriver in his toolbelt and slapped his hands on thighs as he stood up. “Well! I’d better get back to my place and start dinner. You’re coming over, right?”

“Oh! As long as it’s not an imposition? I mean, I don’t want to be any trouble…”

“Nah, s’alright, you’re always welcome. Spaghetti and meatballs tonight. See you in an hour?”

Luther’s blush deepened and he lost another two inches. “S-see you then,” he managed.

Cam chuckled fondly to himself as he left. He tried not to think of Luther’s condition as cute or funny, because when the shrinking was really bad it put the poor guy in danger. But he couldn’t help but find it amusing when Luther lost just a little height, ending up just a slightly shorter version of himself. And when he went on one of his long rambles and shrank a little bit at a time all throughout, it put Cam in mind of a deflating balloon, which was just too silly not to laugh at. And when he ended up really tiny, and he was just like a little doll, and fit so perfectly in the palm of Cam’s hand…

Cam shook his head to clear his thoughts. No, that was too far. He shouldn’t think like that, no doubt it was terrifying for Luther to be so small and vulnerable. He sighed as he shouldered his door open, hands full of leftover wood and string. He set them on the little table where he kept his keys by the door, then unbuckled his toolbelt and hung it on the coat rack, lost in thought.

He’d been puzzling over what caused Luther to shrink for a while now. Was it just at random? Was it like an allergic reaction, and some kind of food or environmental thing kicked it off? He had a brief vision of Luther sneezing and instantly shrinking down to bug size. No, knock it off, he chastised himself, not funny. A little funny. But don’t laugh at it.

Anyway, he hadn’t seen Luther ever sneeze when he shrank, so that probably wasn’t it. What were the symptoms? He’d make a list, that would help him narrow it down.

Cam slipped an apron over his head - one of the novelty ones his sister kept getting him, he didn’t bother to read the witty joke about buns printed on the front - and started on the dough for his spaghetti. Whenever possible, he liked to make things from scratch. Besides, having something to do with his hands let his mind work better. He worked the problem around in his mind just like he worked the dough in front of him, kneading it, pushing it around, looking at it from different angles.

So. What were the warning signs? Luther tended to get awkward and shy just before he shrank. He’d blush, stammer or trip over his words, either avoid eye contact or stare like he couldn’t look away, and of course the final sign was that signature shiver right before a loss of height. A lot of those symptoms could be attributed to anxiety as well - was that what triggered the shrinking, just whenever he was anxious? But that couldn’t be it, Luther had been anxious plenty of times without shrinking. Not to mention he worked a high-stress job, waiting tables at a local diner, and wouldn’t be able to make it through the day if anxiety made him shrink. So that wasn’t it.

Cam rolled the dough out flat and cut it into strips. He hung the fresh noodles up to dry and put water on to boil, then opened the fridge and pulled out the meatballs he’d shaped that morning.

His brain kept chugging along on the issue as he worked, hands going on automatic. He came back to the present long enough to taste the sauce he’d made, hem and haw, and add a little more garlic, then went right back to it. There was something tugging at the back of his mind, trying to get his attention, but he couldn’t quite grasp it.

A sound startled him out of his thoughts - the ringing of a bell.

“Shoot,” Cam hissed, dropping the sauce spoon. It clattered onto the stove and left little pools of sauce cooling on the glass surface. He’d deal with that later though, Luther needed him now. He switched the burners to low and headed for the door.

Luther’s door was locked, so he had to duck back inside his apartment to grab the spare key. He opened the door slowly and called out.

“Luther? Was that just the cat, or do you need me?” Cam scanned the room, looking for that distinctive neon green jumpsuit. It clashed horribly with everything, but it was useful for spotting him when he ended up tiny. Sure enough, there he was by the strings for the bell, waving an arm to get Cam’s attention. He was easy to spot, as far as things went, standing about a foot tall. Cam hurried over.

“What’s wrong? Are you hurt? Do you need help?” Cam took a knee in front of Luther and leaned in close, inspecting him for injuries. Luther took a step back, startled by the sudden rush of worry, and Cam made himself pull back as well. It had to be scary to have someone looming over you like that, he told himself, give him a little space.

“I-I’m fine,” Luther said. “I just… well, this happened, and now I can’t really open my door, so I was hoping you could give me a lift over for dinner? Sorry, I shouldn’t’ve used the bell. I could’ve texted you.”

The tension flooded out of Cam and he laughed in relief. “No, that’s fine, I just jumped to conclusions. I can give you a lift, sure.” He cupped his hands and held them out to Luther, who climbed on and settled in, sitting down with his legs crossed. Cam rose slowly, being careful not to jostle Luther, and began to amble back towards the door. A thought occurred to him.

“What did it?” Cam asked.

Luther looked up, startled. “What did what?”

‘“What made you shrink this time? I’ve been trying to work it out on my own and I’m just not getting it. There’s gotta be a common thread, right, you’re not just shrinking at random?”

Luther stared at him in open-mouthed shock, face growing steadily redder.

“I mean,” Cam continued, “if you were just shrinking at random, it’d be hard to hold down a job, y’know? Do you ever shrink at work? And anyway, didn’t you say - ” His eyes widened as that thing that had been nagging at him finally became clear. “You said you don’t shrink all the time! But you shrink pretty often whenever I’m around. Am I doing it, somehow?”

“No, no, no,” Luther said hurriedly, but Cam could feel him getting smaller.

“Oh, liar!” Cam chortled. “Nice try, Pinnochio, but I’m literally holding you right now. Is it actually me?”

“It’s - it’s not - not always?” Luther was practically cowering away from him now, and Cam realized he’d been a little harsh.

“Oh shoot, I’m sorry. Look, we don’t have to talk about it, okay? It’s your business, I shouldn’t’ve pried.”

“No, I… I’ve been meaning to tell you for a while, it’s just… hard to say out loud, um…” Luther fidgeted with the collar of his jumpsuit, avoiding Cam’s eyes. He was red as a tomato, mouth drawn up in an adorable little pout, and so small and cute that Cam’s heart ached. Then it clicked.

“Oh. Is it me, like… because you like me?” Cam asked. “Like, you have a crush on me, is that it?”

Luther let out a sound like a tea kettle whistling, shrinking down at an alarming rate to only five inches tall. Cam couldn’t help himself. He laughed so hard he snorted. When he finally got a hold on himself again, the wounded look on Luther’s face sobered him instantly.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, but you don’t know how long I’ve been trying to work this out, and the answer’s been right in front of my face the whole time! I swear I’m laughing at myself, not at you. Anyway, you wanna go out sometime?”

Luther gaped up at him for a long moment. His mouth opened and closed a few times, but nothing came out. Finally he shut his mouth and nodded furiously. Cam grinned.

“Or this could be like our first date, right? I’ll get some candles and dim the lights. We could even 'Lady and the Tramp' it with the spaghetti! Or - okay, okay, sorry, I’ll stop.” Luther had started to shrink again, and Cam didn’t want his cooking to go to waste just because his guest was too small to eat it. “Hey, I joke a lot, but I want you to know I’m being serious here,” he said gently. “I’d like to go out with you, if you’re alright with it. Is it going to cause problems, though? Like are you going to shrink every time we’re together?”

Luther shifted and looked away, finally finding his voice. “I - I don’t know. The doctor said if I told you about how I felt, it would get easier. But he didn’t say it would go away entirely… if that’s not something you want to put up with, we don’t have to - ”

“No, no, that’s fine, I don’t mind it. Just if it was a problem for you, is all. I like you a lot, Luther. I’d love to be your partner, if you’ll have me.”

Luther looked back up at Cam with a huge, genuine, relieved smile on his teeny tiny face. Cam’s heart melted.

“I’d like that.”

[beauleifu]

Heyy I saw that u are sick, get well soon

here have a apple 🍎

Okay guys hear me out

probably some of u thinks syntax loves animals (especially cats) BUT I DONT THINK SO if u try to bring a cat to home he would try anything to get rid of it cause that cat keep booping his cool robot things 😭 he would be like "Your cat keeps ruining MY works y/n cant we just??give it to someone else?"

He is still traumatized by springlock scene (william's death lol)

Idk if u watched alice in borderland season 2 but if yall watched together he would be like "I can win those games" (I dont think he could survive tho sorry syntax💔)

Even tho this man likes winter HE HATES SNOWS cause probably his cool robot things gives error LMAOO

his love language is probably making cute lil robots to u to show how much he loves u

I think analog horror scares him so much if u make him watch those series (mandela catalogue,the walten files etc.)HE WOULD BE TERRIFIED AF but he wont say anything he is blankly watching that damn video but he wont be able to sleep that night HELP😭

I dont think this man likes SCARY type of jokes like after you guys watched IT and u put a red balloon in door he would be like "y/n ur not scaring me" but if u put a fake zombie in his closet (which ppl use as halloween decoration yk ) HE WOULD BE TERRIFIED DUDE

-That one anon 😵

aaaa thank you im feeling much better now *munches on apple*

As for animals, honestly i think he'd be like those dads who never wanted a cat in the first place - then falls in love (secretly) in his own time. Like, this asshole will totally tell you to get rid of it to the point where it concerns you to have the poor animal around Syntax, but one day, maybe it was because cats just LOVE to hang around people who hate them, but one dya you walk in and find the cat on Syntax's lap while he's working, one of his hands gently stroking it's fur.

And it's just - you realize, let out a huge, guffawing "HA!" and point like an obnoxious for-year-old at Syntax. And this guy almost yeets the cat into another dimension, thankfully you catch the poor creature.

But you got him to admit he doesn't mind the cat's existence anymore, and frequently catches them hanging out a lot

So yes, Syntax doesn't really like animals, but once he gets to know them he'll develop a soft spot and you'll find him playing with them from time to time

But he considers them non-intelligent beings so doesn't interact with them beyond that

oml for springlock, Syntax might've been inspired to create his own contraption after getting over the initial shock factor - you were quick to slam the brakes on that one, thank fuck

And no i haven't! Sounds cool :)))

and YES. Winter 'cause he can bundle up in those fluffy we blankets we talked about, but no snow 'cause he's traumatized from childhood memories of getting totally and utterly SNIPED by other kiddos during a snow ball fight. Hasn't been the same since

I remember talking about his love language once, he's got loads, like a lot of people. Cute wittle baby robot toys, he knows you're impressed by literally anything he does

and YES

YES

THIS GUY IS A FUCKING COWARD. You guys will actually see proof of this in a future chapter before we meet the spider gang so?? Prepare?? lmao

thanks for the headcanons! I really enjoy reading them :)) <3

[buc3t4l0v3r]

Headcanon - the turtles if they were youtubers♡

What if the turtles were actually humans and have youtube channels? Well that's what I'm talking about lol (I don't have any friends)

Leo ♡

I can't decide between a martial arts channel or a literature channel

But I'll keep the second option

Leo loves reading

So his videos are mostly about books he likes

If you're looking for books recommendations just visit his channel

He's very confident about his critics

Sometimes he makes some unpretentious vlogs

Very popular among the literature community

Donnie ♡

Theory channel of course

He's the kind of guy that makes theories about everything

From cartoon to other people's life

Very smart boy

Donnie is canceled every week he's already sick of this

Ugh

Videos with those scary songs playing in the background

Has a fake skull on his scenarios and it scared Raph

Wear social clothes while recording

Hates and make videos roasting React Videos

Also popular and hated because he's too smart

Raph ♡

If he had a channel he would make videos about comics and geek stuff idk

He would choose DC or Marvel and then make videos only about one of them

"What's wrong with 'I am not starfire'?"

Obviously has a cat and posts videos like "*cat's name* sleeping!!!!!11!!1!"

He's so sweet when he's talking about cute animals

100% vlogs

Has been canceled twice

Doesn't like been called nerd

But he's

Also popular

Strong opinions on comics

Marvel movies reviews

"Why Batman vs Superman is totally shit?!"

Mikey

VLOGS!!!!!!!!

Animated movies reviews

"Why shrek the third is a cinematographic disaster?"

Humor videos about random topics

Obviously creates characters and acts like them in the videos wearing different outfits and makeup

"Eating 100 chicken nuggets!!!!"

Prank videos of course

"Filling my brother's room with balloons! (GONE WRONG???)"

Yes it did gone wrong

Never into any drama because he's a nice guy

From time to time shows his art on his channel and it's adorable ♥︎

Popular of course who wouldn't like him?

Tagging blogs I like :)

@turtallyawesome @foreignbrunette @turtle-babe83 @turtlesmakemehappy @thefandomthings @nightsoulsworld