#places. you are literally so gifted and i keep watching you interact with so much passion in quite literally everything thats presented to

[monpalace]

i have no appropriate reaction image to convey my emotion to this so im instead going to make you imagine im chewing on you like a chewtoy 😭

im sorry if im not very articulated or something sounds wrong but i am very emotional rn

WAUGHH I MISS TALKING TO YOU TO!!!! im just,, very very very socially awkward and am terrible at starting conversation so im so sorry for the way i just dropped off the face of the earth/ignored you, it wasn't intentional i was just seeing you interact with other people and didnt wanna interrupt iykwim 😭

i see you in my notifs (whether it be a reblog or original post or wtv) and just wanna throttle you (affectionately) to see how you're doing and if you have any brainworms you wanna share

i def miss getting your stories and i miss sending them into your inbox even more! i have like. an entire folder in my notes dedicated to snippets/ideas i wanted to send you but never finished because i was super nervous

i don't recall a single breakdown i did where i didn't sound a little bit stupid and said a whole lot of nothing/ran myself in 20 million circles so ty 😭

AND THANK YOU FOR THE ART AND OC COMPLIMENTS (do not encourage me i go on long tangent with no rhyme, reason, or overall idea of what in talking about and that is a dangerous game)‼️‼️‼️ i see how your progressing with digital art and i just wanna tear into it with my teeth and rip it apart like a rabid dog because it looks so good

i am still very much in loz its just that the twst hyperfixation came back and they're fighting for top pedestal in my brain, so im sorry if it seems like i pushed loz like. way back in last place,, i just don't have anything to say about it because my imagination has been running on empty for everything </3

(you and recent posts about fd have ruined me into thinking about him again. im giving you the meanest glare known to man.)

anyways im grabbing you by your cheeks and planting the biggest kiss on your forehead in an annoying aunt/older sister/wtv kind of way 🩶🩶🩶

(also if by new moots you mean billy and kupoh, those are my irls 😭 they haunt me everywhere i go. i am so sorry for any interaction you've seen me have with them. in the most corporate but funny way of my saying this; i promise they don't represent who i am as an individual 😭)

UHM! HI this is just gonna be me rambling about some of my mutuals cause I cherish them all and everything they've done for me

no i will not be tagging them, the tumblr gods will decide if they find this or not

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Cal, gods I have so much to say about them but they could honestly be their own post by themselves /pos. I -genuinely- wouldn't be here today if it wasnt for them, so many times have they unknowingly helped me out of horrible places in my life, and I could never put my love for them into words no matter how many poems i write in their honour. They are one of the best friends ive ever had in my life, they are the most genuine, selfless, precious people ive had the pleasure of knowing.

Maj- oh i miss talking to him so much you dont understand!!! I love love loved sending them silly stories in her askbox, their way of thinking and breaking down stories were the most delicious things! Not only that but the art??? Their ocs always enticed me and i would willing sit down and listen to them talk about them for hours if i could. They are FUCKING HALRIOUS TOO!!! They've -without even trying- have given me so many belly laughs when i needed that the most.

But i seem them in their new fandom with other moots and im so happy shes having fun /gen

GASP! MY SPOUSE!!! Fir! UGH i love them so much /p They are so encouraging, and they help me so much when it comes to stories and figuring stuff out- and they WROTE SO MUCH FOR ME???? IM SO GREATFUL FOR EVERYTHING THEY'VE MADE AND DONE FOR ME AND I WISH I COULD REPAY IT BACK 10 FOLDS! I feel so free when speaking with them, like im able to be a part of me where i cant with others and its- its so relieving.

Vaati- a genuine inspiration. I was a HUGE fan of his shifting sands series when I found it on instagram and when i say HE MOVED TO TUMBLR?! I WAS FUCKING ESTATIC!!!! Also very worried that his art got stolen but it was clear it wasnt- ANYWAYS! When I first found him, i was so ready to just give up on art -before my digital art era- because when i stared at my art all i saw was bland strokes of a pencil that could never be compared to what others had made, but when I found his comic that was FULLY TRADTIONAL I was stunned. I showed it to everyone I knew, whether they knew loz/lu or not, i needed them to see the talent and beauty I found. And he was the beginning of me starting to relearn to love traditional art again, and how much more beautiful it was to me compared to any digital piece

ARIA!!! I was in awe of her cute style- and i saw her make art for Sacred realm and i was HOOKED! Genuinely, I was like 'oop- have to be friends with her now' and though we dont talk that much, im constantly impressed with her growth even when she thinks its trash. That girl has SO much potential, and im estatic to see what she does with it. OH AND THE ART SHES MADE FOR FAROLA?! **MWAH!!!** Honestly she made me love Farola again-

Major, an unrated GEM, one of the most encouraging, heartfelt and creative person ive met on this site. She is, and will always be, someone I look to when I need a push or when im unsure about doing something (like this!) cause I know that she will never cease her amazing ability to encourage and inspire those around her.

Finky and Isa- some of the most iconic styles ive seen, its amazing to see them grow and keep their styles while still improving. AND THE AMOUNT OF ART AND IDEAS THEY MAKE??? Im stunned by how quick they are able to make their art and STILL HAVE IT BE AMAZING QUAILTY?! Witch craft I tell you!

Shade and Mossy, two people I sadly dont talk to much anymore, but were apart of one of the most important parts of my life so far. Both were such positive lights that kept pushing even when they got pulled back by others. Idk if its their stubbornness or determination that keeps them going, but whatever they have, I want it!

[glossykissies]

thinking about what reader i’d pair with soldier boy and it only feels right he gets handed spoiledbrat!reader. bratty, high maintenance, pouty. soldier boy might’ve been a god-like supe with damn near all the power in the world, but at the end of the day he was also a man… and you were packaged to him like a god damn fantasy.

it was so conflicting to him, you were simultaneously everything that got him off in a woman all while challenging his beliefs. feminine, soft, supple, pink and glittering — sure, but also you had the craziest attitude, you swore like a sailor and you were demanding. it made his fists clench, and dick swell.

the first time he’d been introduced to you with the boys, having found yourself wrapped up in their world — you were the only one in the room who he detected not an ounce of fear from. you. the little thing in the corner leaning on her hip, more interested in her nail bed than the banished supe.

immediately, and much to butchers irritation (he was pushed for time, and trying to stay on track here.) soldier boy focused his attention on you, taking a draw of his cigar from the couch in the hide-out apartment.

“and who’s this pretty little poodle? you fellas let a fan tag along?” his voice is smooth and rumbly like wheels on gravel and you raise a perfectly plucked brow.

“please.”

he hums out a chuckle, not hiding the way his eyes drag up and down your body. he was used to just taking what he wanted, his time being one of those things.

“so if we could just—” hughie steps forward cautiously, attempting to regain the supes attention to get things back on track but is immediately silenced by soldiers boy lifting a hand, eyes still on you.

“no really. what’s the deal with strip-club-barbie? i have met all of you cock suckers but she’s new. if she’s not a welcome gift, what the fuck is she doing in here listening in?”

“shes one of us.” butcher gruffs, shuffling in his chair, antsy to start explaining his diabolical plans.

“yeah? what’s her thing? you fellas passin’ her around in whatever fuck-dungeon you hole up in?” he teases, and before anyone can say anything — you’re defending yourself.

“jesus christ, get with the fucking times, old man.”

soldier boy smirks, and a tense silence falls over the room — half expecting to watch you get thrown through the thin walls of the apartment at record breaking speed. surprisingly, after he’d taken an amused and analytical gaze your way — he leisurely turned his attention back to butcher. “alright, out with this plan. don’t have all day.” he drawls, taking another drag. you roll your eyes at the fact he literally has nothing else to do, and you’re sure he notices.

most of your interactions went that way after that. soldier boy would make some kind of demeaning or misogynistic comment, you’d snap back, he’d either be amused or weakly threaten you. it was like clock work, but seem to put everyone on edge every single time.

there were many times the boys thought you were done for, hurling names and insults at him when he’d caused them more harm than good — only to have him stroll right past you, uninterested in your girly tantrum and not even struggling to totally ignore you. sometimes you would irritate him, only to get a “brats like you need to be put in their place. i’m warning you.” and maybe he’d smirk because he could just sense your little clit twitching.

there was even a time all of you had to pile into one car, getting away quickly after a mission gone south. you were the last in, and there were no seats left for you.

“just fuckin’ get in would ya?” billy commanded loudly, trying to keep an eye on the oncoming commotion. soldier boy smirks, completely suited up, damn near taking up two seats in the backseat and pats his thigh, spreading his legs.

“i am not sitting on him. someone get in the trunk.” you argue, crossing your arms all spoilt.

“just grab her!” hughie exasperates from the passenger seat, used to your ways. without hesitation, soldier boy yanks you into the car with ungodly strength, pulling the door shut as they drive off. you wriggle and fight until he’s got you situated — the mountain of a bulge pressed up against your panties beneath your skirt, legs spread a little on his lap.

you give him a sulky look over your shoulder, and despite the chaos in the front of the car — he’s utterly relaxed and unbothered by everything that just unfolded. in fact, he leans back with that same smirk — adjusting his hips, nudging the fat lips of your pussy open through your panties with his bulge. he watches your eyes nearly roll back like a baby-doll.

you turn back to the front, irritated and overstimulated, breathing all heavy and mad. never in all his years has he seen a woman fight against her urges like you were. he puts his hands on your hips and you dig your nails into his skin, sustaining no damage. you scratch harder, tearing and attacking him like a baby kitten and he gazes happily out the window, unmoved.

you try to chime into the conversation up front, try to stay tuned — but everytime butcher carelessly flies over a speed bump you’re being practically forcefully dry fucked by the supe. you’re sure he could even feel you leaving a wet patch — and surprisingly, when you all pile out the vehicle solider boy doesn’t bring it up. the gratification of flustering you enough to keep him happy.

the breaking point comes when you’re appointed to ‘babysit’ him back at the hiding apartment. literally no one else is free, but they need someone there to make sure he’s where he needs to be. there’s nothing you could do to stop him from leaving, but whilst he agreed to stay there — you were sticking around to make sure he keeps his word, strictly told to alert one of the boys if he exits.

“look, i’m sorry. i would take your place but i have to help annie.” hughie stresses apologetically as they walk you up to the building.

“i’ll be fine.” you roll your eyes, more irritated that you were missing your nail appointment for this shit.

“and keep that mouth in check, yeah? i don’t fancy scraping your intestines off the walls so keep a lid on it today.” butcher warns, sending you a look before you run off.

when you walk in, he’s chowing down on a burger. so american.

“well if it isn’t my favourite.” he drawls, more interested in the TV.

“whatever. i’m here to babysit you.” you sark, setting down your purse and rifling through it for your phone charger, spotting the pink wire tangled at the bottom of your bag.

“babysittin’ huh? you certainly had the sitting part down last time i saw you. maybe today we can work on the baby part.” he chuckles at his own joke, bringing the mouth of his beer bottle to his lips.

“shutup. you know i had no choice.” you don’t know why you get so defensive, strutting over to block his view of the television — staring down at the hulk of the man resting with his feet up.

“that why i could feel your little pussy throbbing? beggin’ me to help her out? christ, maybe if you got some dick you’d quit bitching all the time.”

maybe he was right.

it’s how you end up blubbering on your back with the backs of your knees in his huge hands.

“shit, maybe i’ve been missin’ a trick with this young pussy stuff. fuckin’ perfect.” his heavy cock brushes your folds as he stretches your legs up into a humiliating pose, not caring for your sniffles and angry pouts. he pushes your knees up higher with an intrigued smirk. “you’re flexible, huh? what, were you a cheerleader in high school or something?”

“are you gonna fuck me or what?” you whine, so needy and petulant that it makes him smile.

“you modern girls. no patience.” he slaps his cock on your folds and you flinch. “relax. only polite to knock before i enter, right?”

[aloesarchives]

Father's Day Special(JJK Oneshot)

Tags/Warning: AFAB/Female Reader, Family life, Domesticity, Fluff, Unhinged Crack(Especially near the End), Mention of Balls but not Smut(I promise), JJK OC(but not main X Reader)

Word Count: 5.5k words

Pairing: Toji x Fem!Reader

Reader Pronouns/Usage: (She/Her), Mama, Mom, Doll, Baby

So I know I'm three days late for Father's Day but I couldn't help but write this out. It's been busy and absolute hell with getting ready for Uni. But by July, things will slow down and I can focus more on getting shit down and stop procrastinating. I hella miss writing, I needa get back into the grove of it.

Also, forgot to mention, this fic was based on a true event. Dramatization was an all time high but loosely based on an interaction I had with my own mom lol

“What do you think Dad wants, Megumi?”

“Honestly, I have no clue. I thought Mom was hard but it’s actually Dad.”

“Why do you think so?”

“Because he never buys anything new. Even if he does, it’s either meant for the house or us. Dad still wears the same black t-shirt since we were kids. He doesn’t have expensive taste either. No cologne, no wrist watch, no shoes, nothing.”

Tsumiki and Megumi feel more empathetic to Toji than either right now. Father’s Day is tomorrow and the two are out trying to get their dad a gift. But just like Toji, they feel stuck on what to get him. With you, their mother, it’s more subtle and personalized. Tailored to your taste and personality, seems hard at first but gets easier once getting the smaller details. Is it more on the pricier side? Yes, but you are their mother and do so much for them that you deserve anything and everything good to come your way.

But Toji, he’s a different story.

Growing up, the two saw how laidback their dad was. No putting much effort into keeping appearance or staying with the latest trends. They learned early on that Toji only dresses decently, or at least looks presentable, because of you. Outfit coordination was all on you, you always picked out Toji’s outfit or had the final say on what he��s wearing. Obviously over time, he’s learned the art of dressing himself up but he always asks you for the final say.

Anyhow, clothes are out because Megumi and Tsumiki know Toji wears them until they are rags. He still wears the same basketball shorts around the house since they were babies.

They’re teenagers in high school now.

Toji’s old shirts and shorts just get converted to loungewear and home clothes. Some of them have holes but Toji seems to care less about them. Toji also has no expensive taste or an interest in creating one. He believes you pay for the quality but that’s on certain things like a wrench or drill. He never understood the whole throwing your money to look high class. Pointing out that things can stick out like a nail and look out of place. He grew up in a family with money, he knows.

Then Toji literally has everything he needs. That’s what the kids always hear.

“I have (Y/N), my kids, a nice house with space to work, food, and my equipment. The hell I need anything else when it’s all right ‘ere.”

People’s dreams and aspirations are different. Having a family is a common one many have. But Megumi and Tsumiki could clearly see the fond and tender nature their dad somehow exhibits, and it’s only exclusive to the family. They didn’t think much of it until they asked you. Upon explaining Toji's life up until meeting you, Tsumiki and Megumi finally let it sit why their dad acts the way he does.

“Your Papa…didn’t expect to have this type of life—To have a home, a wife and kids. He’d never imagine himself to get this because he didn’t think it'd happen to him, especially how he grew up. But it did and he never took it for granted since. Your Papa has treated me beyond the means of well over the years, it’s only fair I do the same for him. I’m not forcing you two to follow suit. But at the very least, try to understand your Dad and his circumstances. That’s all I ask of you two.”

With that, no wonder they’ve never met anyone from Toji’s side besides Maki and Mai. That and an explanation to your fierce protectiveness towards Toji at the mention of his “family”. So here Megumi and Tsumiki are, along with their litter sister Mayumi, concocting an idea on what to get Toji. They were going to call you but ditched the idea to not inconvenience you as you were busy yourself. Currently in Shibuya walking in one of the shopping districts, they searched high and low for anything that would make a decent Father’s Day gift.

Tsumiki threw up some ideas but Megumi shot them down because it’s not practical for their Dad.

“Megumi, at this point, we can’t get Papa anything! What do you have in mind that Papa will actually use?”

Megumi thought for a second before shrugging his shoulders.

“I’ve got nothing, Tsumiki. I’m drawing a blank here.”

Tsumiki sighs before looking around again. Meanwhile, Mayumi’s curiosity was becoming impulsive. She wanted to look at anything and everything as long as her pretty little eyes laid on it. Holding onto Megumi’s hand, she tries to keep pace with her older siblings in the busy street. However, after walking for a few minutes, Mayumi came to a stop as she stared at one of the stores. Feeling his arm be pulled back, Megumi looks down to see Mayumi staring off.

“Mayumi, what are you looking at?”

Tsumiki also stopped when she noticed her two younger siblings weren’t behind her. Crouching down, she wanted to see what had caught her baby sister’s attention.

“Is there something you want to look at, Mayumi-chan?”

Mayumi looks at Tsumiki before nodding and pointing to the store that has captured her attention. Megumi and Tsumiki look to see that the store that has captured her attention was Uniqlo. Surprisingly enough, this was a clothing store that mostly made up Megumi AND Toji’s wardrobes. Tugging Megumi along, Mayumi walks into the store with a mission. The two look at each other with curiosity, wondering what their little sister was so dead set on finding. They watched as Mayumi’s eyes scanned the racks and shelves, head darting up, down, left, and right. Megumi makes a decision to let go of her hand to see what she’ll do. Upon feeling her hand’s release, Mayumi speed walks away to the Men’s side. Megumi and Tsumiki made haste to not lose sight of her. Now it’s their turn in trying to keep up with her as she continuously searches for what she’s looking for.

Megumi starts to panic when Mayumi seemingly vanishes before him. He swore he only took his eyes off of her for a split second, and now she’s gone. He was close to going into search party mode when he spotted Mayumi standing before one of the shelving displays. Letting himself breath again, he walks over to where she was before picking her up.

“Mayumi, you can’t run off like that! You know you’ll get lost and separated from Tsumiki and I. You have to make sure you can see us close behind before going on your own.” Megumi lightly chastised her. Though, he never could get mad at her no matter what she did.

Mayumi pouts slightly at Megumi, understanding what she did was dangerous.

“Sorry, Gumi-Nii. Didn’t mean to do it to you and Miki-Nee…But! I found Papa’s Father’s Day gift!” Mayumi excitedly exclaims, pointing to the rack.

Megumi looks to see what she means and by then Tsumiki caught up to the two. Tsumiki also follows to see what the two were staring at. The section she was pointing at was the Men’s section for underwear and socks. Tsumiki chuckles while Megumi becomes both confused and a little embarrassed. Mayumi squirms in Megumi’s arms, signaling him to let her down. Once safely on the ground, Mayumi grabs a packet and holds it up to her siblings.

“Mayumi-chan, why do you think this can be a gift for Papa? You think Papa would need this?” Tsumiki gently asks her, hoping to understand what she meant.

Mayumi nods quickly, continuing to hold up the boxer packet.

“Yes! Because Papa needs new ones!”

Tsumiki and Megumi looked at each other surprised before Tsumiki looked back at Mayumi.

“How do you know, Mayumi-chan?”

“Mama said it when she was folding the clothes after drying them! This was when Papa was out with Uncle Shui! She said why does Papa keep wearing his underwear even though they have holes in them. I saw what she was talking about because Papa does have holes in his underwear! So, why not get Papa new underwear?”

Tsumiki found this amusing and a bit funny at Mayumi’s enthusiasm. Meanwhile, Megumi had a furious blush painted across his face. He didn’t expect their shopping trip to go this way. Let alone, the deciding gift was the most plain and not so well-thought out of. Though Megumi felt his embarrassment burn his entire being, he’s not complaining about the gift choice. He knew it was a practical gift for their dad, especially knowing Toji’s track record when it came to clothing.

As strange as it is to admit, Megumi couldn’t deny that a go-to gift to give to any guy is a pack of brand new underwear paired with a fresh pack of socks. He knew there’s nothing you could do wrong with that combination. He even witnessed it firsthand when Yuuji was way too excited when he got a box filled with pairs of socks and boxer briefs for his birthday. And knowing how lax Toji is, Toji probably would like this more than anything. So Megumi stays quiet and lets the girls handle it.

“I think that’s a great idea, Mayumi-chan. We should get some of these for Papa so he doesn’t have to keep wearing his old ones.”

“But I don’t know Papa’s size…Maybe Mama knows! We should call Mama, Miki-Nee!”

Tsumiki nods while pulling out her phone, hitting your contact. The phone buzzed once before your voice was heard on the phone. Mayumi decides to talk on everyone’s behalf and ask for Toji’s underwear size. After a bit, Mayumi hands the phone back to Tsumiki and the two of you talk. Once hanging up, it was settled.

“Gumi-Nee, Mama said Papa only wears black and dark blue boxers! And also said Papa is a size large!”

Since he didn’t want his sisters to look awkward, Megumi took it upon himself to take the three packs of boxers and one pack of socks to check out. The socks were a last minute decision but again, practical for someone like Toji. After Tsumiki gave her half of the total to Megumi, he bought them and left with his sisters. After getting home, Megumi decided it would be best if he kept the gift in his room to not raise any suspicions if Toji had any.

“So, did you three buy your Dad his gift?”

Mayumi runs up to you and fervently nods while pointing at the Uniqlo bag Megumi’s holding. Megumi gives you the receipt for tax purposes and so Toji doesn’t see the price for it as he’ll definitely take it. You grinned while looking at the receipt, something Megumi and Tsumiki believe would be akin to playful or mischievous.

“Nice job, you three. Now, go change and clean up a bit for dinner. Your dad will be home soon.”

Speak of the devil, not even five minutes later, the front door is opened and a gruff “I’m home!” can be heard. Toji was already home. Hearing his voice, Mayumi dashed to where he was and was immediately picked up by him. His iconic DILF chuckle and the giggles of your youngest child can be heard getting closer to the kitchen. Something you never get tired of hearing and hope to hear more of every time.

“Glad to hear you had a good day, Princess. Now go with your sister to change and freshen up.”

Mayumi nods before being put down, dashing towards Tsumiki who then holds her hand as she takes her upstairs.

You were finishing cleaning up the dirty dishes when you felt a warm presence on your back.

“How are you doing, Doll? Looks like you got dinner all figured out, didn’t I tell you my food prep made things easier?”

You playfully rolled your eyes at the feeling of your husband wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder. Toji wants to be all over you no matter the hour.

“Yeah yeah, don’t let that ego get higher than it already is…But thank you though, Hon. It cuts down cooking time by a lot. I appreciate it.” You tenderly answered before giving him a simple kiss on the cheek.

Wearing a victor’s smile, Toji pulls away. Crossing his arms with his chest all puffed out as his pride builds up.

“If that’s all that takes for some of your kisses, I’ll keep on doing it. Only for you, Doll. Glad it makes things easier for ya.”

Even though it said because of his pride, there was an undeniable softness on his features many would believe was impossible for him to make. But here he was, doing exactly that like it was any normal day at the Fushiguro household. The fondness he exhibits to you is both a blessing and a honor because you knew you were a part of the few people that bring it out of him.

Smiling back, you mirrored your loving softness on your face as well.

“It does, Toji. Now, go change and shower. I don’t know what Shui and you did today but you smell like outside. I don’t want that in our bed so go upstairs and shower, Hon.”

Toji smirks but nods at your command. Taking himself upstairs to wash away the smell. Dinner goes on as normal. Silent but pleasant as it lets everyone decompress from the day. Toji does the dishes since you cooked dinner and the kiddos clean up the kitchen table. Everyone retires into the night without issue and Toji has his arms wrapped around you as you sleep on top of him.

It was 7:30 A.M. when you heard voices coming from downstairs and the slight clanging of metal. You groggily blinked the sleep from your eyes while feeling the sun brightening up your room. Hearing Toji’s faint and calm breathing, you knew he wasn’t waking up anytime soon. After successfully slipping away from Toji’s grasp, you were able to change into your home clothes before going downstairs. Upon reaching the kitchen, the sight before you was a pleasant surprise.

There was Tsumiki and Megumi, wearing aprons, and using the kitchen while Mayumi was drinking her juice from her sippy cup. Albeit very sleepy but that changes when she hears footsteps and sees you walking in with a warm smile on your face.

“Mama! Gumi-Nii and Miki-Nee are making Papa breakfast! I’m here for moral support!” She excitedly whispers to you as you hold her up.

You look over to see your two eldest working away prepping their Father’s Day breakfast. You hum while inspecting their handy work, peering over their shoulder to see.

“It smells good, you two. Though, I’m surprised you’re able to get up at this time, Megumi. Normally, you would sleep in until another two hours or so.”

He doesn’t take his eyes off the rice balls he’s making, but his tone is less irritated and tense compared to most mornings.

“Well, I feel bad for letting Tsumiki do all the work in cooking. So I woke up earlier than normal to help out. Plus, Mayumi woke me up and asked me to help Tsumiki make breakfast because she couldn’t.”

Mayumi’s soft giggles were paired with your own. Softly patting his hair, you offer Megumi a grateful smile.

“I’m happy to know you helped out, Dear. Good to back up your sisters.”

You pat Tsumiki's shoulder comfortingly to not let her lose focus on her cooking.

“Call for me if you two need any help.”

The two nod before you make your way upstairs with Mayumi, making your way to your shared bedroom where your husband is sleeping. Mayumi writhes and squirms in your hold, begging to be let down to wake up her Papa. As soon as her feet touch the ground, she quietly and firmly opens the bedroom door. B-lining towards the bed with you following suit. She climbs up onto the bed and crawls to where Toji was sleeping peacefully. Your youngest stares for a few moments at her Papa before gently pounding his chest.

“Papa…Papa…Wake up!”

After a few tries, Toji stirs a bit before blinking slowly. Toji motions his head to face the culprit that woke him up from his restful sleep. Seeing Toji waking up, Mayumi beams down at him along with you softly smiling at the side of the bed.

“G’morning, Papa! Happy Papa Day!”

“Morning to you too, Little Lady~.”

He takes Mayumi in his arms while steadily sitting up. Her sweet sequels and giggles echo throughout the bedroom as Toji kisses all over her face and tickles her sides. Grinning down at his youngest daughter, he carries it when his eyes meet yours.

“Morning, Beautiful~.”

The morning rasp and gruffness in his voice made you want to scream at the sky while death-gripping the ground below. You desperately thanked any and all divine pantheons for blessing you with such a man. But alas, you couldn’t allow yourself to fold so easily. Especially in front of Toji, knowing you’ll never see the end of his teasing and salacious, but consensual, advances. You just light-heartedly roll your eyes while shaking your head, but your smile never ceases.

“Good Morning to you too, Handsome~. Happy Father’s Day. Breakfast is ready downstairs.”

Toji temporarily sets down Mayumi as you pass him a shirt to wear since he was wearing his gray sweat shorts. He picks up Mayumi again before making his way out and into the kitchen to satiate his morning hunger. Just like you, he reacted with surprise seeing a fully set table before him. But this is Toji we’re talking about. So the most we’ll get out of his reaction is his eyes which went wide.

He was about to ask if you made all the food as you passed by but you tilt your head to the side and he sees Megumi and Tsumiki cleaning up the kitchen.

“They helped you with making breakfast, Doll?”

You shake your head while taking Mayumi in your arms to place her in her chair.

“I didn’t even touch the kitchen this morning. They were in here this whole time.”

Sitting down, it finally clicked with Toji. He just grinned as he took his usual seat at the edge of the table. Once everyone was seated and began eating, so did he. Toji never thought of himself as the sentimental type. But he couldn’t help himself in allowing this particular feeling to wash over him. If he went back in time to tell his younger-self that he’d become a husband and a father of three kids, he most certainly knew his past-self would scoff and think he’s a liar. Toji won’t lie because he has a hard time believing it himself sometimes. Even after almost two decades of being married to you and 15 years of being a father, he’s in awe of how his life ended up to the present day.

Sneaking glance as he eats, he sees his two oldest kids having their usual sibling conversation. 16 and 15 years old, first and second years in high school. It would only be a few years until they would graduate high school.

‘Geez, they’ll be legal adults in less than five years…Fucking shit, man…’

Toji then sneaks glances at you, which he sometimes catches your gaze as well. There was a certain feeling of your smile every time you sent it his way. But it was not until he reminded himself that your particular smile you always gave him was of contentment. But not in a sense of bare minimum, no. Toji knew it came from utter satisfaction and gratification in this domestic life you two shared.

No, the life you two created together for each other.

Watching you interact with your children just fills him with life’s satisfaction. He thought it was impossible for someone like him to experience something like this. But here he is, sitting down eating breakfast with his family in their home on a Sunday morning. Damn, he didn’t blame you for giving him that smile because he gets it.

After eating and cleaning up the table, Megumi said he forgot something in his room and went upstairs to get it. Meanwhile, Toji was reading the morning paper while simultaneously listening to the news that was live on the tv. Mayumi was chilling in Toji’s lap with her Cinnamoroll plushie because she had nothing better to do. Meanwhile, you were teaching Tsumiki how to use the coffee machine and the set up for Toji’s usual.

Once Megumi came back with the familiar Uniqlo bag, everyone shifted their attention to Toji and gathered around him. He looked confused by the sudden change in behavior. Placing his paper down, he suspiciously eyes everyone.

“Okay, something’s up. Did I do something I don't know about?”

You shake your head at him, making it clear he wasn’t in trouble. Mayumi jumps off Toji’s lap, pattering over to Megumi who hands over the bag. She races back to her papa with an eager smile on her face, holding the bag up to him.

“Oh, what’s this, Princess?”

“It’s from Me, Gumi-Nii, and Miki-Nee! We got you a present for Papa Day!”

Feeling both astounded and touched, he takes the bag from her before ruffling her hair. Mayumi lets out a little squeal before running towards Tsumiki who picks her up. The bag was small, specifically eight inches by six inches. But what’s inside filled the bag up to its capacity so Toji was intrigued to see what his kiddos got him. He shakes the bag for good measure, causing Megumi to become impatient.

“Dad, just open it up. I promise you we didn’t put a spider or a cockroach in there. This is your real gift from us.”

The man chuckles out loud, shooting a grin his son’s way which made his impatient grow.

“Alright alright, I hear you, Megs. I was seeing if I could guess what you bought for me. Nothing wrong with checking things out. Reel yourself in kid.”

Megumi groans out causing his sisters and you to giggle at this usual interaction. Eventually, Toji opens the gift and reaches inside. His eyebrows furrowed and pushed themselves together, trying to figure out what he was touching. Suddenly, his brows released themselves from being tensed as he pulled out the three packs of boxers and one pack of socks. It was silent, a little too silent. For a second, Megumi and Tsumiki held their breaths while you anticipated his reaction.

Then, out of nowhere, a hearty laughter filled the kitchen as Toji held them in his hand. Amusement was all he felt looking at the packs in front of him. He let out a content huff, holding up one of the boxer packs.

“Wow, this is how you give gifts. You guys are just like your mama, you all have gifting skills people dream of.”

“Wait, you actually like it, Papa?”

Toji let a bemused look pass over him before it went back to amuse.

“Oh yeah, I sure as hell love it. I keep forgetting to buy some and your mother has been on me for God knows how long about getting new ones. You rascals killed two birds with one stone for me. And socks too? Now that’s being generous to your old man.”

The two were finally able to breathe since they second guessed themselves.

“Happy Father’s Day, Papa!”

“Happy Father’s Day, Dad.”

Toji gets up to give Megumi and Tsumiki his love squeezes. Tsumiki giggled while Megumi begrudgingly accepted his dad’s affection. Though, he doesn’t resist or push away when his dad hugs him.

As this was happening, you wore a grin that stretched wide with eyes that shone with mischief. Toji catches your expression, fully knowing something is brewing inside.

“Babe, you’re making that face. Spill it.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Hon~.”

Oh, there’s definitely something now and Toji’s gonna get it out of you.

“Don’t be so coy, (Y/N). You got that grin plastered on your face and eyeing me like that, you got something to say. I see those little gears in your pretty head of yours moving.”

You were trying to hold in your laughter. Key word was try though. The moment you made your thoughts be known will cause endless oxygen-depriving laughter from you. But you needed to say it in full. No stutters, no mistakes, no slang, dead set on getting those words out. You can’t fumble yourself right now.

“I’m just saying, I have been telling you to get new ones for years! Some of your underwear have holes in them! You have to get new ones every five to seven years, Hon!”

He playfully scoffs.

“Doll, just because they’re old doesn’t mean I need to throw them away after a few years. If they can still do their job in covering up my junk, I don’t see why I need to get new ones. I only needed to know one because of you.”

Sighing exasperatedly, you still held your grin and waited for the right moment to strike.

“Hon, you don’t understand. I’m not saying you need to buy new ones after a while! I’m saying some, as in most, of your underwear are worn down to the bone! You have to put them down, Toji!”

“Babe, again, if it still works, it still works. Yeah, some of my underwear have holes in them but they’re still wearable. Not my fault they have holes in them! Plus, I never wear tight-fitted pants, so I don’t get how my underwear chafes when I wear joggers, sweats, and cargo pants!”

Bingo, everything is in position and there’s a clear pathway. You can’t mess this up when you have a clear shot. Crossing your arms still grinning, you stare down your husband.

“Oh but it is, Toji! The reason why you got holes in your underwear is because your balls are rough! If they weren’t, I wouldn’t be breathing down your neck about them. Don’t you even notice when you fold the laundry?”

For a few moments, the silence fell over the Fushiguro house. Toji was bewildered, taken aback by what you said. You were one to never be crass in front of the kids or in general. Thus, this was the closest thing to you being vulgar.

For the teens, they stood still and frozen in place. However, for different reasons. For Tsumiki, she was stunned. Heavily skilled in the art of not being or feeling awkward. She’s not bothered or offended by your words. Rather, she didn't expect you to say something like that when they’re around. She knew it was bound to happen, just not with this conversation and those words. For Megumi, he was straight up flabbergasted. Never in a million years would he hear something like come out of you. Given, you’re known to have sufficient self-control when it comes to speaking in such a manner. Reserving that language for anyone 18 and over, and their dad. Right now, he’s growing frustrated because now he knows what people mean with you and Toji’s marriage has top tier chemistry. Megumi slowly realizes that both his parents are rat bastards and of equal humor. Noting that you were better at keeping it under wraps while his dad bore no filter at all. Meanwhile, Mayumi was just existing and cuddling her plushie. Becoming oblivious to the whole matter as her toddler brain couldn’t comprehend the words being used. But it was a good thing, much to both Megumi and Tsumiki relief.

“Did Mom just—?”

“Say what I think she said…?”

With their minds broken, the two were trying to process what just happened. You said it, made it be known. Something that probably should be said when they’re not present or only with their dad. Thinking about how you said them too: saying them with your chest, locked-in, hyper-focused, 10 toes down on the ground, no stuttering whatsoever. It looked like you were thinking about this for a long time and needed to get it off your chest.

To which you did, and successfully as well.

Just when the teens thought they were in the clear, they were thrown another curb ball. This time, it was from Toji.

“Doll, why are you complaining about them now? You never did beforehand, how do you think I gave you Tsumiki, Megumi, and Mayumi? You took them and everything else. I’m not letting you throw me under the bus like this.”

Silence came back as soon as it left. If the two thought your words were absurd, their dad’s beat it and took your place with his own. Now Megumi’s petrified because he didn’t know what else would come out of either his mom or dad’s mouth. Fearing the embarrassment and possible vulgarity to over take what the two of you said prior. He didn’t want to hear nor wanted to know anymore. Just when he was about to drag his sisters away to leave you and Toji to your own devices, he sensed something that made him stay.

All at once, the silence was broken by you and Toji bursting out in laughter. You were holding onto his shoulders, gasping for more air to put in body but it was futile as you continued laughing even harder. Toji has his arms crossed but his sturdy broad frame shakes as he can’t restrain his uncontrollable laughter. The kids watch on, once again thinking this was finally done.

But the next thing they knew, they felt a gust of air pass by them followed with another. In a turn of events, you were being chased by Toji throughout the Fushiguro Estate. Yet, your laughter and squeals that were accompanied by your husband’s playful threats made it known this was all fun and games for you.

It went on like this for several minutes. Your two teens would’ve cringed but let it pass over when they noticed Toji carrying you over his shoulder from the house towards the large Saucer Magnolia tree in the garden. Plopping himself on the grass with you in his lap, arms wrapped securely around your waist.

“Now, Doll, where’s your present for me? I don’t see it.” Toji says, feigning hurt as he whines fakingly.

You roll your eyes at his performance. Though, instead of a grin, a smile was all that was left. Highlighting the blissful expression you wore.

“I know you, Toji. You just want me to baby and give you all my attention.” You huffed lightly.

“Yeah yeah, but you’re still gonna give it to me. You won’t deny me, Baby.”

Shaking your head, you let yourself be at your husband’s mercy. Indulging himself in your warmth in presence. It was a peaceful moment until you heard a little giggling coming closer. Both of you look up to see Mayumi running this way followed by Megumi and Tsumiki who held a blanket to be laid on.

Toji unravels one arm to catch his youngest and sits her on his free thigh across from you. You never noticed until now how beautiful and relaxed Toji is. While he was known for his laid back personality, you knew it’s from not wasting his energy on matters that don’t concern him. The reality was, Toji used to be tense and rigid. Forcing to stay on guard whilst putting on that lax facade. It wasn’t until he met and married you was when his stiffness and strained body began to disappear from his body. He was relaxing, loosening himself up because of you.

Although your shared life with him wasn’t easy and had its share of hardships, you felt honored Toji allowed himself to rest and find comfort in you. To see him finally have a sense of peacefulness after knowing what he’s been through, you only wish to love, care. and protect him for as long as you’re on this plane of existence.

Seeing how much contentment he has in interacting with his children and you, he was undeniably beautiful and sublime both physically and mentally. Leaning your head against his shoulder, you immerse in the loving family atmosphere you’re grateful to be a part of. Mayumi rambling and talking Toji’s ear off while your husband entertains her. Meanwhile, you watch your two older children talk and spill the gossip in their school lives to each other.

You wallowed in this domestic bliss, savoring it as there will be nothing else like it. You’re not the only one as Toji joins in basking in this domestic bliss as well. He would never say this out loud, but he didn’t think he’d live this long. He thought he’d died young due to his reckless and careless behavior, getting himself into deep shit that would ultimately be his grave. The voice in his mind reminds him that this may be a one time thing, that he’ll never get this in the next life. But he pushes that thought away to deal with it later. For now, he’ll be present here with you as you both happily entertain your little Mayumi and her current interest.

As for Megumi and Tsumiki, they can rest easy knowing they won’t have to hear you or Toji saying those appalling words again anytime soon.

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Hand in Hand

cate dunalp x fem/gn reader Click to help Palestine 🇵🇸 🍉

summary: The first time that Cate touches you without her gloves on. Basically pure fluff.

AN: I’ve been wanting to write for Gen V or the boys so this is my first one!! My own idea, it’s not an original idea obviously I’m sure someone else has thought of it but it’s my own words.

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Since her first day at God U Cate has tried desperately to fit in. After being locked away from the world for so many years, she was desperate for some time of human interaction beside her parents, not that her parents paid her much attention. She was conditioned into keeping on her gloves at all times. After her brother, Cate was sure that she didn’t even trust herself without them. So she rarely took them off around people she cared about.

After some time, she got used to the idea that the gloves were a part of her now. She had multiple pairs, and she even got a pair as a little Christmas gift. As thoughtful as it was, opening a gift and seeing those gloves was almost upsetting. She tried so hard to gain trust in her friends and peers, and still, she knew better than to try. For the first time in her life, she had friends and people who cared about her.

And then she met you…  

It was her second year in her superhero management class. You weren’t friends per se, but you were friendly. The first day of that class, you arrived late because your roommate had unplugged your alarm clock to charge their laptop. Funnily enough, they were the ones to wake you up by being way too loud. You sprung out of bed and threw on an outfit, barely having enough time to get yourself ready before you ran to class.

 You were only a few minutes late when you swung open the door and awkwardly closed it behind you as the class turned around to look at you. The teacher welcomed you back, ushering you to sit down. The only spot left was next to Cate. You walked over to her, placing your bag down under the table and taking your seat. She glances over at you, giving you a small smile. 

“Hey… You're Cate, right?” You say turning to look at her. She looks back with a look you can’t quite place. "Yeah, you're not new. I’ve seen you in my other classes." She states, quirking her brow. “Oh… yeah.. Sorry. It's my second year; I just don’t do well with starting conversations…. And it would be best if I didn’t call you the wrong name." You say, laughing awkwardly. Luckily, she laughs back, smiling a little as she brings her attention back to the prof.

It might have been short, but that interaction stuck with you for days. You knew her name; everyone knew her name. You just wanted to talk to her, and you weren't always the smoothest at flirting. But that new spot in your class next to the prettiest girl was enough to make you wake up early every other day. Soon your “friendly” awkward interactions in class became group projects together and movie nights in her dorm room. 

The two of you became "close,” almost best friends in a sense. You had countless sleepovers in her dorm. At the start, you were so nervous to sleep in that tiny bed next to her, so you slept on the floor with a few blankets and pillows. After a few uncomfortable nights, Cate invited you onto her bed. You were a little hesitant, but after you got into that small ass bed together and she watched you with those sparkling eyes, you loved it. 

 The small bed was scary at first, but after countless nights, you grew closer and closer. Not even closer as friends, but as the sleepovers became more frequent, you became closer literally. You used to be scared of touching her, even if you weren’t the one with mind control. You both slept on both edges of the bed, shoulder to shoulder. That was until Cate had a pretty shitty day and had invited you over. The both of you watched a movie on the couch together. You knew that there was no way she would touch you first, so you decided to rip off the bandage. 

"Hey, Hey…you okay?"  You ask softly, nudging her out of her trance. Her eyes snap over to you before she awkwardly adjusts herself, scooting further into the soft couch. “ y-yeah….” she says before you raise your eyebrow, reaching over to take her gloved hand in yours. “Okay…… I’m not. I just had a shitty day. Class was slow, and honestly, I really needed this." Cate sighs and smiles. You give her hand a little squeeze, and she is suddenly brought back to her hand. 

She looks down at your hands and back at your face. You had already turned back to the movie, so Cate laced her gloved fingers with yours as you lay your head on her shoulder. She stiffens a little but quickly relaxes as she wraps her arm around you as well. That soon transforms into tangled limbs and lingering touches. Those movie nights turned into make-out sessions after you asked Cate to be your girlfriend. 

You'd come over, and Cate would put on some Vought movie; somehow there was always a new movie to watch. Not that you were complaining; the two of you would only make it through the first 10 minutes before she scooted into your lap. She would always tighten her gloves, ensuring that she wouldn't slip up. You would always notice, but you never really commented on it. You knew it was a touchy subject for her, and you didn’t want to upset her. 

 The two of you have been dating for a few months, and you knew she was always so nervous about letting herself touch you. But after seeing the real Cate, your Cate, the Cate who loved movie nights and order in pizza and you, she knew she could just be herself and trust you; she just wasn’t sure she could trust herself yet. The idea that she would somehow take advantage of you or influence your feelings would cause her mind to race. She hated the possibility that she would hurt you and that you would break up with her and leave her alone. It haunted her nights, and tonight was one of them.

You had come over like usual for “movie night." It had become a weekly thing for you and Cate, almost like a date night type of thing. A night to wind down and forget about all of the assignments the two of you have. You were both lounging on the couch, wrapped up in a cozy blanket. Your fingers carded through her soft hair as you laid her head on your shoulder. You're both scrolling through all the movies you can watch before you hear three knocks at her door. Cate gasps, sitting up quickly off your shoulder, her eyes darting to the door and then back to you. 

“The food’s here!” Cate squeals, kissing you on the cheek before she bounds toward the door. Slowing down to a stop before she swings open the door. She pays the poor driver who had to find his way around the campus. She shuts the door behind her and makes her way back over to the couch as you clear the table. Cate places the warm paper bag on the table, taking out the food as you both ramble on about how hungry you are. 

Cate slips off her gloves and places them next to her on the couch. She took off her gloves sparingly, especially around other people. But she never liked getting her gloves dirty. The two of you ate together, discussing what movie the two of you should "watch." As the two of you finish eating, you clean up the bag and sit down next to Cate for the movie to start. She quickly reaches for her gloves, but you stop her. 

“Cate”. You say softly as you lean over, grabbing her arm, careful not to hurt her. “You don’t need to wear those around me." You say as Cate looks back at you, eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she blinks. “What? But… What if I can’t control it? I..I sent my brother away. What if I hurt you too?”. She says, turning back at you. 

“You won't. Cate, I trust you so much. You're my girlfriend, and I know you don’t like them. I mean, you always complain about your hands being sweaty." You say, sincerely laughing a bit at the end as she rolls her eyes. “I'm being serious though; I trust you more than anything, Cate....and if you want, you never have to wear your gloves around me." You say, making sure she knows that you are being serious.  

Cate sighs “I-I don’t know, babe. I really don’t want to lose you." She says as she looks between her gloves and you. “You won't; I believe it. I really do. But if it's too much, we can take it slow, you know. I'm not saying we have to hold hands skin to skin." You ramble on before she cuts you off. “I-I want to. I want to." She repeats herself more firmly as she sighs, clearly contemplating. “I want to. I want to hold your hand and feel your skin against mine." She says as she puts down her gloves.

 “You sure?” You ask, to make sure that Cate is 100% ready. “I’m sure”. She repeats it back. You smile and reach out your hand, and Cate scoots closer to you, hesitantly taking your hand. You intertwine your fingers with hers, and as you both relax, she starts to smile. “This is nice, and I'm not controlling you…right?" Cate says nervously giggling as you nod .She lets go of your hand, holding it in her other hand as she traces the lines on your palm. You smile back and lean forward to press a kiss to her forehead.

It almost opens a new part of Cate, a part that is vulnerable and not worried about hurting you. She smiles and reaches up both her hands to cup your face before she pulls you into a kiss. You kiss her back as she pushes a strand of hair away from your face. You sigh softly before leaning forward again to give her a kiss on the nose. She smiles back and shifts to sit in your lap. You push back on the couch, opening your arms as she settles onto your thighs. 

“Comfy?” You ask as she settles, and you give her a little pat on her thigh. “Yeah…it's perfect”. She sighs, grabbing your hand again and running her fingers along your palm. “Your skin is soft." Cate comments as she runs her fingers along your arm and then up to cup your jaw. “I put on lotion, I guess." You say, laughing a bit at the weird change of subject. She giggles back as she continues to run her fingers down your arm, tracing random swirls and shapes.

“Can we stay like this... all night?” She asks, tucking her head into your shoulder. “Sure, whatever you want, baby." You smile, turning your head to give her a kiss on the cheek. You grab her hand, and she intertwines her fingers with yours. The two of you relax as the movie continues to play in the background.

[doudouma]

“spending eternity with you…”

soft kokushibo relationship headcanons!

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my delicate flowers, to the poll i have ran, kokushibo was the winner〜! thank you for the votes, it’s was very fun! i hope you all enjoy the headcanons of himothy himself〜 i will too!

slight mention of k!lling (not to my dearest reader, of course〜), apologies about that, my dear lotuses.

i will keep it gender neutral. ❀〜

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a man of principles.

the finest gentleman, he is.

kokushibo, a demon that has lived for 480 years, knows that things comes and goes.

he isn’t much bothered by that.

but you?

you are his forever. his partner. his soulmate.

inseparable, i must say〜

“i desire to spend eternity with you… by my side. commitment and communication… is useful to this relationship, and i value it… above else.

yes, kokushibo is big on commitment and communication, it’s very crucial. what a loving couple♡〜

kokushibo… kokushibo…. such an amazing lover…

keeling down on one knee to give delicate kisses on your knuckles, soothing words that ease your concerns, gifts and poems that leave you delighted, and i could just go on.

so i will〜

holding you closer to him whenever something seems unsettling, listening to all of your thoughts - good or bad, ensuring that your health is always up.

you see what i’m getting at?

to say it directly, kokushibo is simply.. husband material〜

he’s a very loyal man, so i must say that he will not leave you, and would anticipate that you will not leave him.

“let us savor the beauty of the moment… and cherish the bond we share.”

his choice of words are always so lovely… so passionate♡〜

kokushibo wouldn’t exactly be the type of lover to be clingy, i believe. it would more-so be like protecting.

however… he does catch himself clinging to you.. more often then not!

he would follow you around, just to see what you’ll do. if he doesn’t follow, he’ll just watch. regularly, he’ll sit right next to you, with his eyes closed.

just because his eyes are closed, doesn’t mean he still isn’t on guard〜

has the PERFECT balance of angelic and murderous〜

if someone has hurt you, he would internally be on fire.

giving you the most divine words to your beautiful face, reassuring you that everything is okay. but behind his back, is the person who had upset you. with their head decapitated on the floor〜

if someone hadn’t made you upset, and you you're upset for your own reasons, he would be very compassionate, and give you a solution if you’d want one♡! an angel, i tell you.

“my dear, I'm here for you. whatever it is that's causing you distress… know that I will do everything in my power… to resolve it. I cannot bear to see you unhappy. allow me to guide you through this."

kokushibo loves to do things for you, for actions speak louder than words, and would continuously prove his love to you.

would literally let you do (almost) anything to him out of his love for you.

hugs, kisses, hair braiding, skin care, etc!

spspsps〜… speaking of kisses… kiss him on his face! specifically his eyelids or his marks! it’ll make him blush!

prove your love for him and do something in return? oh now he’s flustered. now he’s delirious, now he’s ready to even propose, or even for the 2nd time!

→ some things you’ll hear kokushibo say :

“please, do not hold back your… feelings or thoughts from me. we are in this world and relationship together…”

“even if you and i are… destined to part ways… let us not regret the time that we spent… as one.”

“your presence is pleasuring. i do not interact with a lot of people… but i guarantee you… i have not encountered someone with… an aura like yours. you are truly like no other.”

“you are my everything. my world. your smile alone.. is always enough for me to keep going…”

overall, kokushibo is one of the top tier gentlemen on this planet. cannot stress that enough! as long as you two are together, the world will be a better place♡〜!

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ahh〜! this was fun to write, i cannot count the amount of times i have stopped just to smile at this! i hope you all enjoy!! as for me… i will get some rest and dream about this♡! thank you, my precious flowers, for your patience! ❀

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I WOULD LIKE TO HEAR ABOUT EX HUSBAND SHANKS 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

Okay I was thinking a relationship that’s like SUPER chill and casual. Like literally fuckbuddies turned lovers; u stay on ur home island and he’s off most of the time. Was based close by in the first year or two y’all met and got close so he was around more often but eventually it becomes him stopping by every few months for a few weeks and the two of you keeping up contact while he’s gone. The progression from just messing around to a committed relationship is slow and largely unsaid until Beckman tells you his captain has turned down every other woman for the past two years and you realize you aren’t much searching for other men yourself; soon enough you’ve got matching rings and as untraditional as it is it works.

And I’m just thinking abt how like…….. ur happy w ur life on ur little island, it’s relatively safe all things considered under his protection and you’ve lived there your whole life and all you rlly wanna do is keep your head down and stay there. Getting involved with Red-Haired Shanks puts a major flaw in that plan but it’s easy to forget who exactly he is. He doesn’t hide it, ofc not, but he’s so… unremarkable seeming that it’s difficult to remember, especially when your interaction with him is isolated to a scant few days or weeks when he’s most at ease and the only thing he’s thinking about is you.

But………. then you’re reminded otherwise. It’s silly really, because of course you know. It’s been years since you first met him, you’ve seen the wanted posters and you’ve heard how people talk about him, but knowing in abstract—contrasted by the man who’s managed to marry you, all wide smiles and incessant drunken love confessions and never dodging a well-placed swat from your hand—is far different from seeing in person.

You board his ship for a little trip; something small, only a few days to go retrieve a gift for you that Shanks had foolishly left a few islands away, low-risk and entirely in his territory. But it all goes sideways and you’re forced, quite suddenly, to realize just who you’ve managed to fall for—and exactly what kind of power and prestige he wields—while trapped with nowhere to go but remain on his ship with him and his crew for the days it takes to return.

You feel stupid more than anything, balking like this after one (frankly minuscule) fight. You don’t leave his cabin the whole trip back. He brings you meals, holds you when he can, tells you how much the crew misses you, but he doesn’t understand just how much you’re questioning. How much, you wonder, do you really know Shanks? Bordering on ten years is quite some time but when you only see him a scant few weeks out of those years, how much does it matter?

The ring on your finger, the way he looks at you—they settle on your shoulders more like a noose now, no longer making you giddy. How long until some bitter rival of his storms your home searching for you because they can’t touch him?

How much is he worth it when the lives of everyone in your hometown stand at risk?

You’re smart enough not to pick the fight until you’ve returned. You have it at the door of your home, long overdone and frankly terrified, all but melting down once you’re truly alone with him for the first time in a week. He doesn’t yell back—doesn’t do much, after attempts at soothing you fail, except watch you with a mildly surprised expression on his face.

For the first time in years you don’t let him stay the night, or see him off when he leaves the following day. You sit up on your roof and watch his ship disappear over the horizon and assure yourself that clearly you aren’t cut out for being his.

(But two months later that ship appears again, and an hour after docking there’s a knock at your door, and you can’t help how your breath hitches when you see that red hair beyond the peephole…)

[zayray030]

Interrogation 3/3

Interrogation, Twisted Wonderland, Chapter 3/3

Summary: we finish the final few senpais and we also get emotional <3 also plot twist at the end

“I can barely stand being around Vil, let alone Rook! What makes you think I would willingly spend time with them!”

“He’s lying.” Ortho interrupted, cutting the perfect piece of pie for Ace to eat. “His heartrate shot up just now.” Ortho tattled.

“Oh, so you do enjoy spending time with them?” asked Epel, raising an eyebrow ta him.

“One instance where I did!” demanded Ace.

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“You do realise, potato, that this could have all been avoided had you had a little more pride and didn’t jump straight into things, right?”

“Don’t rub it in!” whined Ace, trying to adjust to the position he was in but a firm squeeze on his right hip made him pause and stay in the uncomfortable spot. “Besides, how long is this going to take it!?” Ace demanded to know, glaring at the blonde in front of him.

“When I have decided it!” answered Vil imperiously. “Besides, what else could you be doing in your time that could be more productive than helping me?” he asked vainly.

“Literally anything else could be better well spent that sitting on your lap and being forced to try on make up so you can check if the texture or colour is suitable for you.” Answered Ace mulishly, wanting to cross his arms but knowing that if he moved anymore Vil would simply use his unique magic on him and force him place.

“Oh, hush now. I did tell you that you would be allowed to take some of the products with you, didn’t I?” Vil gently brushed Ace’s bangs away from his eyes so he could keep Ace’s gaze on him.

“Duh! That’s why I agreed! I-I just didn’t realise that it would consist of sitting on your lap.” Ace mumbled out the last part, averting his gaze from Vil’s piercing eyes.

Vil wanted to laugh at the little shy display but held it in, knowing that it would only cause the first year to run away from him. Instead, he smirked and placed a gentle kiss on Ace’s forehead.

Immediately the younger snapped to attention and started to splutter, moving slightly from Vil’s hold. “W-why would you do that!?”

“You are on adorable potato.” Vil commented, ignoring the question much to Ace’s indignation. Now stay still as I apply this eyeshadow on you. I have a shoot next week and I need to see what colours from these pallets I want to send to my agent.

And with that he carried on, smirk on his face whilst the redhead sported a deep frown and a bright red blush.

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“I wanted free shit!” spluttered Ace, growing red again from remembering the incident. That familiar warmth that he had felt when interacting with the upperclassmen had been there as well and he was starting to wonder if there was some merit to what his friends were saying.

‘No! The insane don’t get to be right!’ he shook his head mentally and stuck to his guns to avoid admitting anything to the group that watched him get tranquilized and have still yet to untie him.

“I want free stuff as well, but I still keep my dignity!” pointed out Yuu.

“You’re also a psychopath that tranquilises people! I’m not asking about your experiences on shit! And what about Rook! What proof do you have about him?!”

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Ace could feel eyes following him. He had been having this feeling for the past few months now and it was only getting worse. Furthermore, had started to notice little gifts being left in his room on his bed, or even on his desk and sometimes empty classrooms that he just happened to be wandering into seemed to have little presents addressed to him.

Now normally, he would be terrified about such a thing. However, receiving brand new shoes, a phone and a brand-new game that he had been wanting to play with his brother since it came out, kind of placed a damper in the whole, ‘Ah I should be frightened I have a stalker’ situation.

Discovering who it was hadn’t exactly been difficult either. One day when he had felt the eyes gazing on him, he had sighed mournfully and then continued on his way to his dorm. The next day Rook had approached him, looking mightily concerned about him. Ace wanting to play a little experiment informed Rook sadly about how he had wanted new shoes to play during basketball it. Unfortunately, they were sold out by the time he had gotten the money.

The next day he had found the shoes lying on his bed. Ace, cradling the shoes to his chest, allowed himself a small, satisfied smile of success.

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“So, I want free shit?” snapped Ace, annoyed again at how his friends keep finding out about these little moments.

“So, I just find it concerning that you like it when Rook-senpai buys you things after stalking you.” Epel folded his arms, looking at Ace as if daring to refute his point.

“Maybe I like the fact that Rook is stalking me. So what?” ‘please don’t be blushing, please!’ Ace prayed internally after involuntary saying that sentence

Epel looked at him for a moment before saying out loud with no remorse, despite knowing what would happen “Whore.”

“Now it’s my brothers turn!” Jumped Ortho excitedly, completely ignoring the sounds of pain that were coming from Epel. “I have collected many data. Unfortunately, Yuu has said that I may only share one, so I shall share the more explicitly clear of the evidence.”

“Wait Ortho-!” Ace tried to interrupt, knowing exactly what he was talking about.

“Too late!”

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“Thank you again for this, Ace-shi!” thanked Idia again reverently staring at the first year.

“Whatever! Just don’t tell anyone about this! And give me the money quickly!” Ace crossed his arms, trying to appear nonchalant, however, the massive blush on his cheeks said otherwise.

“It’s just, seeing it come to life is a dream come true and I-!” continued Idia, absolutely enthralled by the vison in front of him.

“I get it already!” Ace stamped his foot flustered. “Now can you just get on with it already! T-take your picture and give me the money!”

“Ehh, but just taking the picture won’t be enough!” complained Idia, approaching a flustered Ace.

You may be asking yourself, what is going on? What is going on is that Ace Trappola is currently cosplaying as an anime girl from Idia’s favourite rhythm song due to the fact that he says a mighty similarity to her. The skirt is so short that Ace has to constantly keep a hand down and Idia is currently acting as if he was told that Ace holds the luck for getting all your favourite SSR cards within the 1st pull.

“S-stay back!” Ace warned, however he was not very intimidating due to the a) the stutter and b) the blush.

“Please! Just once! I’ll pay you more!” bartered Idia, hands clasped together, eyes wide and one could almost mistake them for innocent. Ace bit his lips before he sighed and took a step closer to Idia hesitantly.

“You have 1 minute.” Pouted Ace as he let Idia touch him.

Idia held in his shriek of excitement and placed surprisingly gentle hands on Ace’s waist and pulled him closer,  and then started to run his hands all over Ace’s body, his hands going from Ace’s hips to his thighs, all the way to his shoulders and neck.

Ace slowly untensed as he got used to the touch of Idia’s hands. “Th-that’s enough, I-!”

“Hey big brother I was wondering if-.”

“Ahhh!” shrieked Ace, kicking Idia off of him, ignoring the grunt of pain from the older.

Ortho stared at the scene in front of him, Ace in a cosplay dress and Idia clutching his stomach in pain and slowly backed away, closing the door.

“This is your fault idiot-senpai!” Ace yelled, absolutely mortified at the situation, quickly hurrying to get dressed, not pausing to help the blue haired teen next to him.

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“I-I was doing that for money!” argued Ace, blushing out of pure humiliation that such a mortifying situation was brought up.

“I see you tend to have a poor habit of constantly whoring yourself out for money, Ace Trappola!” Ortho replied back, with all the cheer of what you’d except someone to have said that they were adopting kittens

Ace stared at the android for a moment before cursing under his breath. “Be grateful that you’re my favourite!”

“And know we shall move to our last 3 pieces of evidence that had lead us to believing that you were in fact dating our senpai!” Yuu announced dramatically before gesturing to Sebek, who’s leg felt much better after getting brutalised by Ace.

“At first, I was shocked by the brazenness of a mere human such as yourself, however, the more I look at it the more it seems that that whatever is going on is mutual!”

‘And clearly great cause for your depression.’ Ace thought sarcastically as he looked at the near weepy teen in front of him.

“I shall first start with Wakasama and then end with Silver.” Sebek continued with his dramatics.

Ace at this point, used to the routine, merely flopped back in his tied-up state, and listened as they explained their tale.

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“It is a rock.”

“Gargoyle”

“Rock!”

“Gargoyle!”

“Ro-!”

“Rocks are bland soulless structures that serve no decoration and no purpose. They simply exist to ruin the landscape. Meanwhile, gargoyles are dignified and-!” “And currently the reason why I am 80ft in the air!” snapped Ace, absolutely not in the mood to deal with royalty’s bullshit.

The situation was that Malleus had overheard Ace question why gargoyles where even still at the school despite the fact that they all looked old. Malleus had then decided to teleport the two of them over to a gargoyle, without Ace’s knowledge, to explain to the redhead the wonders of gargoyles. And now he was faced with a teary-eyed brat, demanding he be set back on the actual ground.

“Look, senpai. Gargoyles are cool and shit, especially in those old houses. I just wanted to know how a school that has like of 5 teachers is able to maintain keeping gargoyles around without there being any major accidents.” Ace huffed, folding his arms and looking away from the horned man.

“Oh.” Malleus let out, now feeling himself grow embarrassed at the situation he found himself in. “I apologise to causing you such distress. I could place protection spells around the gargoyle to make sure that they-.”

“Can you please inform me of your plan when I’m safely on the ground?” Begged Ace, literally a moment away from grabbing onto the older man.

“Y-yes of course.” Malleus gently placed his hands on Ace’s waist and teleported them to where they had been previously.

“Oh, thank the sevens!” Ace almost cried happily before turning back to the fae. “Now, you were saying?” he prompted, and Malleus carried on, neither noticing, or neither willing to point out the fact that they were both still clinging on to one and other.

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“W-well I just needed to stabilize myself!” Ace defended lamely and was only faced with Sebek pointing his fingers at him accusingly.

“For an entire 30 minutes after getting back on the ground? I think not you-!”

“We literally just saw him beat you with only his legs whilst being tied up, don’t be stupid.!” Jack slapped his hands on the green haired teens mouth and glared at him to be quiet. “Now this next incident quite frankly makes me wish I didn’t have such string hearing.” Grimaced Jack as he remembered the incident between Lilia and Ace.

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“Owww.” Moaned Ace in pain as he attempted to stretch his arm. “I’m in so much pain.”he hissed out as he immediately stopped strtching his arms.

“Maybe it’s because you’re too stiff!” came a voice from behind him and Ace reistied the urge to scream and jump knowing that it was only going to cause his body even more pain.

“Hey Lilia-senpai.” Resturnded Ace’s lackluster response, not even turning around to greet the fae.

“Goodness, it’s worser than I thought!” worried Lilia, cupping his chin with his fingers and thought for a moment, Suddenly a lightbulb went of inside his head and he quickly scoured the locker room that they were in and shrugged, realising that the benches would have to do for no. “Ace-kun. Please trust me and lie down.” He whispered directly into the youngers ear.

Honestly a part of Ace probably shouldn’t trust Lilia, especially after listening to Sebek regale them with all the pranks that Lilia likes to pull, but currently his body was too sore for him to make any complaints. Damn an overly enthusiastic Floyd during basketball who likes to squeeze his own teammates in excitement. So, he followed Lilia’s instructions and laid down on the bench closest to him, face down.

“What are you going to?” mumbled Ace as he tried not to hiss out of pain.

“Just a simply massage, Ace-kun.” Reassured Lilia before cracking his fingers and getting straight to work.

First, he started at the base of Ace’e neck and slolwly made his way down Ace’ body, making sure to gently massage Ace’s tender flesh inbetween his fingers, listening out for which parts were causing Ace the most pain. He gently squeezed the parts that seemed to be a little too tight and within minutes Ace had turned into putty in the shorter’s hands.

“Lilia-senpai~” sighed Ace, eyes closed, grateful for the euphoric feeling all over his body. “T-thank you for this.”

“Anytime, Ace-kun.” Lilia whispered gently into Ace’s ear, making sure to cast a spell on the doors to make sure that no one can come into the room and see Ace in such a vulnerable state.

Unfortunately, this also means that Jack is unable to leave the locker room and now he’s trapped listening to his friends near pornographic moans as he got massaged by the fae.

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“Look.” Ace began, eyes averted from the rest, looking down. “I. I was tired. And Lilia-senpai also has MAGIC hands.”

“And I had to start brainstorming ideas to create brain bleach to make sure that I don’t see or hear that in my nightmares.” Hissed Jack, arms folded, glaring at the redhead, shivering at the memories. Epel rubbed his shoulders comfortingly as he practically rocked back and forth in pure fear.

“Okay first, you need to be grateful.” Ace snarked vainly “Secondly, my body HURT! I wasn’t exactly going to turn down a free massage!”

“Uhuh.” Deuce nodded unconvinced.

“So, what reason did you have for sleeping with Silver?” asked Ortho.

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Ace yawned as he stretched his arms over his shoulder, absolutely exhausted after having to clean the potions cauldrons. He had been given ‘detention’ for messing around in class. Truthfully, he had just asked Crewel to make it sound like detention, so his friends didn’t know he was getting advanced potion tutoring from Crewel. In return for covering for Ace, the dog owner has Ace cleaning the cauldrons.

Ace, not looking down, continued walking out of the potions room onto the main campus so he can finally be able to relax. However, he was also praying that Riddle didn’t find out abut the ‘detention’ session and collar him again. He was already tired; he didn’t need to be hard of breathing as well.

However, any daydreaming was quickly put to a stop when Ace tripped and unceremoniously fell on his face. Well, almost fell on his face. Just as he was about to accept his fate and land on the floor, he felt arms wrap around him and stop his fall. Slowly those same arms gently lifted him till he was back on his feet.

Ace, after stabilising himself properly, turned and came face-to-face with Silver.

“Sorry about that, Ace.” Silver apologised formally, bowing his head in regret.

“It’s cool dude.” Ace forgave still trying to get his beating heard to calm down a little. “Was that you who I fell on?” Ace confirmed, looking down to the ground both so he avoids Siler’s piercing eyes and so he could see if there was any other reason as to why he had tripped.

“Yes, I apologise. Without realising it, I had fallen asleep on the ground. Thankfully no one else had been passing by this way so no one else was affected.

“Sorry!” Ace bit his lip and was about to head out before an idea strook him. Maybe…

“Wel, I’ll let you go back-.”

“Wait, Silver-senpai!” Ace widened his eyes and tried his best to play concerned underclassmen worried about their senpais health. “You can continue napping here and I can be on the lookout for you!” Ace offered, grasping Silver’s hand with both of his. “I would just need you to explain to housewarden Riddle the reason why I was so late.”

“I wouldn’t want to inconvenience-.” Silver tried to refuse but no way was Ace letting his ticket to freedom be ripped away from him that easily.

“It’s truly not trouble! I see how you tend to get wearier when you fall asleep randomly and being look out for you means that you are kept safe!” Ace made sure that he tried not to be too pushy as to not appear too suspicious. “Trust me, it’s no problem for me!”

“…well, if, you’re sure.” Silver finally relented. Ace did a little whoop and happy dance in his head as both he and his senior took to the ground. Gently he managed to get Silver to lay his head down on his lap.

“Now, go to sleep! I might have to wake you up s you can confirm with my housewarden what I’m doing but I’m sure that’ll be no problem!”

Silver, however, wasn’t focusing on what the redhead was saying, He was far too enraptured by how soft Ace’s thighs were and how comfortable it was for his head to lay on them. Immediately, faster than usual actually, he felt himself drift off, the redheads’ words nothing but a murmur to him

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“I didn’t wanna get in trouble with Riddle!” defended Ace, blushing at how calming it felt to have Silver lay on him.

“Uhuh and that’s why you also fell asleep on him?” asked Sebek, smirking and raising an eyebrow, as if almost daring Ace to object.

Instead Ace merely collapsed sideways, and blinked back tears. “Look, it doesn’t really matter if they are into me or not. We all know that they wouldn’t date someone like me anyways so there’s no point in bringing it up.”

“What do you mean, Ace?” asked Deuce as he approaches hid best friend to untie the ropes.

“Meaning it’s not as if any of them could ever love me. They’re all successful, royalty or just plain higher. I’m just an average high school kid who’s one relationship ended due to poor communication. It takes ages for me to actually finish something, and I know that they think that I barely try to that they think I’m just plain stupid.” Ace sniffled, trying to hold in his tears. Deuce gently pulled him in, with Ortho going to his other side as well to embrace him. “There wouldn’t be any point in me attempting to be in a relationship with them or trying to ask out any of them because they would just look at me and laugh.”

“Well, if Riddle or Floyd or Trey or Cater or anyone! Makes fun of you, I’ll beat them up!” declared Deuce reassuringly, punching his fist into the palm of his hand for emphasis.

“Yeah, it’s not like they could ever judge you, considering you are honestly better than most of them at other things!” Jack awkwardly reassured, rubbing the back of his neck, cheeks flushed.

“It is true! Whilst you may never be as great at Wakasama!” Epel quickly punched Sebek. “You are however intelligent, smart, resourceful, conventionally attractive and tend to be quite talented! Anyone should be lucky to have you!”

“What these guys are saying!” Epel held Ace’s now free hand. “Look, Ace, we might tease you every once in a while, however we are here for you, and we simply will not stand for anyone making you feel guilty about yourself!” “I have blackmail for years on these guys! So, If any of them breaks your heart I will make them regret they were ever born!” declared Ortho, nuzzling into Ace.

It was quiet for a while, Ace simply trying to calm himself down whilst the others were waiting for Yuu to jump in.

“Yuu?” called out Deuce to an extremely guilty looking Yuu. “Anything you wanna add or...?” trailed off Deuce awkwardly.

However, Ace narrowed his eyes. “What did you do?” he demanded, glaring daggers at his supposed best friend.

“I would just like to say that I did not know the night would end so emotionally and had I known I would have made this a more private affair!” began Yuu, rushing nervously with his words.

“What did you do?!”

Yuu looked at Ace guilty before digging into his pyjama pockets and fishing out his phone. His phone which was open to an ongoing caul to a number. To multiple numbers. In fact, many of them looked like…

“I just wanted to say, that I could not have made it any more obvious that I was into and did in fact want to go out with you!” came Cater’s voice from over the phone.

“Quite frankly did you seriously believe that I would just let anyone sit on my lap, sweet potato?”

“Think I would let anyone else sleep in my territory?”

And on and on came his upperclassmen’s declarations of how obvious they made their crushes on Ace whilst Ace slowly started to grow into a tomato.

“Hey, Ace Trappola? Are you okay? Your temperature is-!”

The last thing that Ace was aware off before he blacked out was Yuu’s screech of, I’m sorry as the first years pounced on him.

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It had officially been 1 month since the sleepover and in that one month Ace has been taken out, kissed and loved more times than he had ever before. The senpais, eager to make up for not making Ace realise their crush on him had gone all out with spoiling him and reassuring him.

Meanwhile, Yuu had to wear dunce on their head for a week. Thankfully, Ace did forgive them.

……….

After he forced Yuu to ask out Neige LeBlanche but that’s a different story. Right now, he’s simply going to enjoy the fact that his boyfriends can pick him up and twirl him around and that almost all of them have a ahem private room.

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Marvus and his money headcanon

(Been surfing through the marvus tags and I've got some thoughts to share regarding this clown)

To start off, I personally think troll currency is more digital than physical. Like everyone uses a card to trade or get items (and its only due to the empresses restrictions on things when she removed the adults from the planet) but physical money is still real, it's just a fun thing that highbloods and high midbloods use to flaunt and to trade amongst each other.

To signify the value of the bills, they have a strip of color from the cast they were made for. For example, Teals =80, Cerulean =90, Indigo =100, etc.

(There were coins that were common amongst lowbloods and low midbloods, but that got discontinued when moving to cashless/digital. There is evidence preserving the old currency existence such as in museums showings of the old times and extremely old paintings in the clown churches.) (You can think that these coins are caegars or not)

With that out the way! On to Marvus and his money 💰

I imagine Marvus doesn't really care about money nor feels that it has a heavy connection to his identity compared to performing/entertaining. Marvus just knows that people wanna see him and lose their shit at his concerts and are willing to drop stacks to be there even with the risk of being culled.

With that, Marvus can be loose with his money, quite literally throwing it around to which some highbloods would critique the act as 'disrespectful' and 'rebellious' since money is one of the ways ancestors can provide to descendants and give them a clue to their existence. (If they want or have left a will if they died, regardless, the empire still sets them up with a small fund)

I dont know if philanthropy would be an actual thing or just be a thing highbloods (like Zebruh) say they do for approval points. But I imagine Marvus would be the type to do so in the most unconventional means.

He probably stopped his tour bus once to grab a grubshake or a handmade sandwich from a small cafe and threw a fat band on the counter saying, "Keep da change lol." Leaving the workers there in awe and fear cause damn he just weirdly blessed them, and damn they now gotta fight off his fans from stealing the marvy money. (If Marvus is there, his fans are certainly gonna be there too.)

Marvus definitely buys his crew lunch or, if he's hanging with someone, offers to pay for them when he's out and about. He stresses tf out of his accountant because he doesn't keep track of how much he spends in a day. You know his ass absolutely has a money gun to use at his concerts.

Bascially when you're Marvus, you're a baller who is a big spender.

When interacting with Marvus, depending on his quadrant, you're gonna see how he moves with his cash.

•♡ Matespirit ♡•

if you got this man in this quadrant, good luck on getting Marvus not to spoil the fuck out of you. Trust and believe he'll take any chance to drop some stacks on you. If you guys are out and you say or point out some items, you can bet that Marvus is buying them.

Oh, you think that clothing line is cute? Guess what? He's ordered the entire line to be sent to your place.

Big fan of video games? No problem! He is getting the newest console out on the market in your favorite color with your name on it.

Love sweets? Bam! He's gonna invite you over to his crib and have you watch a team of trolls bake the best desserts of Alternia.

Money ain't a thang to this man. It gives him a chance to show his love through the material means and show that he wants you to enjoy yourself and time with him. Small part of him uses money to be a temporary fix when he has to go on long tours. If he can't spend time with you on troll FaceTime or in real life, he'll send gifts to show that he's still alive and thinking about you.

However, if large displays of affections through money don't appeal to you or you start to feel overwhelmed by the purchases or think he's being disingenious in his affection, he'll pull it back.

He'll likely give you a card that's connected to his account so you can have the control to buy what you want without feeling like you have to ask him. (And such an act will give him a small piece of security to know you'll have the means to survive financially on Alternia, especially if you've expressed times of financial hardships to him)

Also doesn’t matter if it's public or private, He's gonna randomly place bills on your person, i.e., stuffing them in your pockets, slipping them in your shirt pocket, pinning them to your jacket. If you ask him why he's doing that (or wonder where he stores his cash)(btw he literally has no pants pockets) Marvus is gonna give you a saucy wink and smile all dumb and say "a mf gotta pay dem feez 4 havin a wicked mate lik u b ;0)" than he'll place a smacking wet kiss on your forehead and be all noisey about it while doing so.

•◇ Moirials ◇•

In this quadrant, his spending habit might look casual to outsiders, but with you, they'll be a tad more personal. Still be extra af like in matespiritship but he'll be spending money to clear his mind or yours.

Feeling stressed about some unfinished work? Don't worry. He'll reserve a spa service just for you.

Need to cry out some hard feelings? He's gonna get some matching pajamas and grab some emergency blankets to get that session on.

You know that one ring that SpongeBob and Patrick have to show off their friendship? He's gonna get something like that to represent your guy's moirallgience. Anything involving moirails, he will buy and send them to you.

You're definitely gonna be his merch tester and probably be brought to his trips to the galleries when he goes to buy art pieces. (Need your support and opinion when bidding for art pieces.)

Like with matespiritship, if you feel like he's being insincere or rather prefers more handmade gifts. He'll try to schedule days to create personal gifts. He might pay someone to tutor him about your interests just so you can rant without having to stop and explain what you're talking about.

Marvus will remember what your favorite snacks and favorite meals are for when you're hanging with the crew or just him. Compared to where he won't care about what someone orders, you don't gotta worry about an order mess up or reminding him. He got that locked in, unless you want something different, then just point him to it.

If there is a fucked up order for you, he will raise hell. Typically, he won't care if something he orders is messed up. He'll pay for another one. However, on behalf of his moirial, this mf gonna walk up to the counter like that meme saying they asked for no pickles. The first and hopefully (in his opinion) only time you'll ever see him asking for a refund.

A thing that'll be a routine of your relationship is him swinging by your place late af in the daytime to grab you and get some breakfast before he has to start his night.(Unless you spend the day at his hive than he'll order said breakfast and catch some more Zzzs with you.)

•♤ Kismeses ♤•

Now in this quadrant, compared to the other two, Marvus is a clown who's mischievous as hell. This bitches antics are gonna be up to 100 when it comes to him.

Honestly, you're gonna be on your toes for buying things. It'll become a back and forth of him randomly, not having money than to him having it though being really annoying and lazy with it.

If your someone who's well off, you better hide your wallet. Marvus will snag your card and make an excuse how he left his cash in his other pants/trailer/hive and buy the most stupidest shit under your name. (He'll troll cash app you back but do it so tediously that you hope your account crashes)

If he catches a single hint or a word, even a wrinkle of disgust on you, Marvus will make it the bane of your life.

You dislike the residue of his paint left on your face after a hate-makeout session? Marvus now has to buy this one face paint that is known for being messy. what? His manager told him, too. :0)

You think cowboy boots are clunky and tacky? Guess who's strolling up in some bedazzled purple lined boots that jingle when he walks.

You make a comment on how creepy troll beanie boos plushies are, he's gonna get a brand deal with them and send you a crate of his new designs. A note will be attached saying "4 my numba 1 fan ;0)~".

Similar to moirallgience, you will be a merch tester, yet you won't know if he's being serious or wanting to rile you up. Regardless, when you shit on the design he's showing you, that's how he'll know his fans will love it! Doesn't matter if it's the simplest design, an eyesore to the public, he'll promote it to the point that even your small-time friends will surely mention the product to you. Might even send a shout-out to you on Chitter for your 'help'.

Don't ask him for a bill if you want something from a vending machine. Marvus will pull the most crumpled weirdly stained bill you'll ever see in your lifetime and smile at you plainly like, "Here u go buddi dats all I can find on me atm lmao." Additionally to this, he will slowly count his bucks out if you all are in a line somewhere. (Marvus knows no one will rush him and if you complain, he'll pretend he lost count and start over)

To conclude this, watch out for when he's feeling more petty. He'll make a habit of sending you items in loud peculiar packaging that suggest to those handling it that there's something inappropriate in it when there really isn't.

•♧ Auspistice ♧•

With this one, Marvus doesn’t fit the vibe of where he might truly kill his kismeses. Nor does he seem to want to be in a situation to be aggravated enough to join in murdering someone (Going off his response to MSPA reader when the clown fight happened). However, Marvus may strive on not becoming active on those emotions. Close calls can exist.

A tiff among his roadies about best faygo flavors is a good way. His manager hassling him, and trying to change up his brand is close enough. Groupie sea dwellers trying to follow him back to his trailer and not taking a hint is a real close call.

If you mediate for Marvus a few times, he'll certainly be grateful (and a bit embarrassed) he'll grant you a gift card of some shop of your choice as thanks.

On the other hand, you've been around long enough to spot a murderous Marvus, then you're undeniably a part of his inner circle. With the exception of being his paid emotional bodyguard coach.

As business-like, it might seem in the beginning, you're a trustworthy and skillful individual in Marvus's eyes. He knows dealing with irritated trolls, particularly enraged highbloods, is not a fun nor easy task.

Other trolls may feel like this relationship is wandering into moirallgience territory.(which might be) Marvus won't really care about those opinions and possibly offer to meditate for you in the event he catches you in a tense position.

You’ll be called for his long tours when he has to do shows for sea dwellers and, without a doubt, be put through the ringer. It'll end with you guys munching on loads of the troll version of ice cream in silence.

At any point, you're too stressed to de-escalate a situation. He'll give you a paid vacation and make sure you don't come back until you are entirely stressed free.

He may tell you once he calms down that you should open a private business due to your and I quote "motherfckin dopeazz obzi-va-tional skilz."

Small note : Marvus has dealt with people trying to form a quad with him just for the fame/money, as we seen with Zebruh. So if he catches signs that what's happening, he's going to be acting distant and extremely scripted around you, then like ghost you. You'll be blacklisted from his concerts (unknowingly), and future clowns might keep a close eye on you if you hang at the churches.

Welp, that's all! Hopefully, this was entertaining to read! I do apologize if some parts feel rushed or that there were more details in some quads, I tried to keep them around the same length.

[eonian-nightmare]

Okay, yes the new episode was alot but its making me think about time and space and science again. Like our resident scientist often does. And like.... can we talk about how everything with carlos related back to "time".

Like okay, let's talk seriously, we know that Carlos has had a few interactions with weird timelines

He was apparently missing from the main world for decades.He was in the DOW for 10 years, He didn't age in nightvale for a large portion of the time he was there.

But that's hardly scrapping the bottom of the barrel. Like honestly, has anyone sat back and thought seriously about this, about why everything about carlos comes back to time.

He'll, his first major interaction with us was him trying to pick apart and measure time in a realm he was not used to. He got annoyed when cecil told him to just drop it. It's almost like he wanted to control it.

And that's kind of what he was trying to do in the DOW wasn't it?. Like honestly. Think about the logic behind the science used to measure time there. It's a place where the sun never sets, time literally works different from where he's used to, the place was barren. He would have had to literally do so much testing to even just get a vague concept of time there vs nightvale. And it would've taken so long. It would've been quite scientifically interesting. Maybe even more so than nightvale purely due to this.

We could talk about the fact that one of the only things we've heard about carlos family is that his mother gifted him a clock?

How his first major gift to cecil was a watch that beat nightvale logic and could tell the time.

Can we think about how almost every special rant he has involves time in one way or another?

Can we talk about for some reason carlos' memory is never affected with timeline changes?

Can we talk about how he fixed the issue with telly and the time line, or how simply he said he would keep trying and fighting against time if cecil didn't remember him when he forgot.

Can we mention that 5 years ago carlos was supposed to be 41, but at the same time had somehow reached the level of professor and had tenure, and managed to disappear for decades. Or the fact when he told cecil he'll find his way back to him when stuck in the DOW, he was talking about hours, days, weeks, months as if it's all the same and doesn't matter?

Can we mention how the person carlos loves the most struggles with the concept of time. Has memory blanks, a fear of ageing, gets scared to look in the mirror, doesn't like keeping track of how long has past, has had numerous issues where he's gone through time and been unable to tell how long exactly has passed.

Can we talk about how nightvale was originally destroyed, how it broke time and space and pulled itself apart.

Can we talk about how something happened before carlos arrived here, something he hates talking about, something to do with a massive Phantom ocean. Can we talk about the quote from Dracula "I have crossed oceans of time to find you"...

Anyway.... I think we should talk about time more,

[reashot]

This is not the Christmas gift that I promised you but this will serves as a tie in for that. And yes this is Lancaster.

Blake the Author

Tukson: Hey Blake where am I supposed to put this poster up?

Blake: Shh... Don't use my real name. I can't have anyone finds out that I'm actually the author of this novel.

Narrator: Unbeknownst to everyone including her friends and teammates. Blake is hiding the fact that she's currently the author of a rather famous book series that's taking the City of Vale and beyond by storm called the "Knight's of Rose: Chronicle. " It tells a story of a young knight-errant and a princess from a small kingdom. Their adventure together and especially their romance are written in such a detail, it is as if the author herself were present when she wrote it. But because of personal reason Blake did not use her name when she published the books and instead she publish it under a pseudonym named...

Tukson: Oh, my apology. Madame Noir... Now tell me where the fuck should I place this poster?

Blake: Just, just put it somewhere people can see it.

Tukson: Also why do you need to have a book signing here? There's literally better places for you to hold your book event.

Blake: It is, if I don't want to meet someone I know of. I have to keep this a secret after all.

Tukson: Okay, if you say so.

Blake: Besides there will be tons of people that will be coming to your book store celebrate the release of my new book; Knight's of Rose 3. On a bed of Roses.

Tukson: Sounds painful...

Blake: Hush you philistine. This the book where they finally realizes their love for one another and have a chaste kiss.

Tukson: Uh, huh. Do they at least bang with each other in the end?

Blake:

How dare you! The love shared between them are nothing indecent like that. The love between them are wholesome and perfect. The Knight Janus and Princess Rose does not need to "bang" to confirm their love for one another. Instead they only need to look each other in the eyes and see each other soul reflected through them. Their love for each other so pure that anyone watching... I mean reading them will feel mentally and spiritually fulfilled.

Tukson: All right. I didn't mean anything by it.... Oh right, I almost forgot. The two people you hired to cosplay as the characters you just said will be late.

Blake: What?! But I needed them for my book signing. How am I going to find another two people to help me with it.

Jaune: Excuse me is this where the book signing is going to be?

Ruby: Yeah, we came all this way to get our book signed by the author themselves.

Narrator: Seeing her friends walks into the store. Blake silently scream and she felt her own heart try to escape from her mouth. And true to her Faunus side, she quickly hides herself behind the table when confronted with something she's afraid of. All the while praying to whatever gods she believes in that Jaune and Ruby didn't saw her.

Tukson: Sorry we're not open yet.

Blake: *why the F did you not close the door?*

Tukson: *Because almost nobody goes here. Here wear this mask. It's an unsold comic book merch*

Narrator: Putting on the mask Blake then emerge from behind the table to greet both Ruby and Jaune while putting on a rather thick accent.

Blake: It is nice to meet you my dear my name is Madame Noir. How may moi be of service?

Jaune: Madame Noir my sister and me are your biggest fan. Can you please sign this books for us?

Ruby: Can I also please have my book signed too? I only started reading it when Jaune recommend this series for me. But I really like this story very much and I really like the character princess Rose very much.

Jaune: Really, Ruby? Well my favorite character is Janus. So, I guess our favorite characters matches with each other.

Ruby: No way! My favorite scene between them is when Janus and Rose fought together against a giant dragon.

Jaune: Well I just like it when Janus and Rose just interacting with one another. If I can pick one favorite scene. Is when they first met. I can't believe someone can be so dense for not realizing her feelings towards him.

Ruby: I know right! Both princess Rose and Janus are my OTP. I mean how stupid could she be for not realizing it sooner. She clearly only seen to be comfortable with him. My favorite part is when Rose gives Janus the encouragement he needed to keep going.

Blake:

Thank you for the meal....

Narrator: While Blake is enjoying the sight in front of her eyes. A wicked thought starts to enter her mind.

Blake: Oh my adoring fans I would love to give you my autograph, but you have to do something for me first.

Jaune&Ruby: Of course!

Blake: I want you to cosplay as Rose and Janus for my book signing.

Jaune&Ruby: We're in!

Tukson: Wait a second... Bla. I mean Madame Noir can we talk for a minute, alone.

Blake: I'll be be back my children and the costumes are in the back. Don't forget to put it on...

Tukson: Blake... Did you use real life people as inspiration to write your book?

Blake: ...Yesn't.

Tukson: Blake. This is not right.

Blake: I'll tell you what isn't right! Seeing them day in day out. Interacting with each other without seeing any pay off. That isn't right. They have feelings for each other I knew it in my heart. But they refuse to admit it. So in desperation I wrote a fanfic of them finally being together and it ended up becoming a best selling series.

Tukson: Wait. So they're not actually together?

Blake: Enough! I will not have my ship be questioned. They are together and I refuse to believe anything that says otherwise. *Walks out of the door*

Jaune: Excuse me Madame Noir we finished wearing the costumes. So where do you want us to help you out?

Ruby: I must say this dress is not so bad. This is Princess Rose's combat dress from book one right? And Jaune. You look so cool. You're actually wearing a full body armor now and not just wearing it in some parts of you.

Jaune: Thanks Ruby... And you actually look very pretty in that dress.

Ruby: I am? Well thank you Jaune ☺

Blake:

*drop dead on the spot*

Tukson: Oh brothers. Wake up Bla- I mean wake up Madame Noir. Wake up!

Some times later

Narrator: After slowly waking up from a shipping related coma. Blake or Madame Noir can be seen later signing books for her adoring fans. While Ruby and Jaune poses with their costumes.

Fan: I can't believe I just met the Author of my favorite series.

Blake: Thank you for supporting me.

Fan: OMG can I ask the Princess Rose and Knight Janus cosplayers to enact a scene from the novel.

Blake: Hmmm. I don't know. Rose, Janus what do you think. You all okay with it?

(Rose:) Oh we won't mind. Do we Janus?

(Janus:) Of course my princess. I will obey your order no matter what.

Fans: Squee!

Blake: 😻

(Rose:) Now tell us what scene would you like us to reenact?

Fan: How about when Princess Rose and Janus "eloped" together to get away from Rose's fiance Garmin Westchester.

(Rose:) Ah. I like that scene too...

"My brave Knight. Why are you entering my room this late at Night?"

(Janus:)

"I beg your forgiveness my lady. But I cannot let you marry that cad Garmin. If my lady wants it I can get my lady out of here right away. "

(Ruby:)

"Oh, do tell me sir, Knight. Why would I want to run away from here? My duty is to my kingdom and if my duty is to marry Lord Westchester's son then I will do as duty commands it."

(Janus:)

"Then why do you said it with your back turned against me?"

(Ruby:)

"Because, because I have no need to do so. You should watch your tongue, Knight. You are speaking out of line."

(Janus:)

"Then, do you not mind his hands when he touches you? Caresses you? His breath as he said he loves you? And would you not mind it when his body and yours joined together?

If you say you want to marry Garmin, then I will leave you alone my princess. And I will not mentioned it ever again."

(Rose:)

"N-no, of course not. But I have my duty...."

(Janus:)

"Then turns and look at me in the eyes when you said that my princess."

(Rose:)

😭"I-I-I'd rather die than to marry that pig.

You were right Janus. I don't want to marry him but I can't just leave. I have my responsibility."

(Janus:)

"Then I will kidnap you, take you far away from here."

(Rose:)

"Then it will no longer be you helping me to escape. It will just be you taking me from my will. "

(Janus:)

"I would rather you hate me, but be happy and free in returns."

(Rose:)

"Even if we managed to escape my father will find and kill you."

(Janus:)

"A small price to pay. For my lady's happiness. But I will say this. I am not afraid to break my vow to your father. Because I swore my loyalty to lady Rose not the King."

(Rose:)

"Why would you go so far for me?"

(Janus:)

"Because we're friend... And mostly because I don't want to see you marrying someone you don't like"

(Rose:)

"What you are suggesting can be seen as elopement. And does that means I should marry someone like you?"

(Janus:)

"No my lady. Marry anyone that makes you happy. I am but a Knight with a meager land to my name. I can't possibly make you happy. "

(Rose:)

"But what if I say, I really do wanted to marry you. What will you do?"

(Janus:)

"Then... I would make you the most happiest woman in the world. I will never falter in my marriage to you and I will only have my eyes on you."

Narrator: Everyone that watches the scene suddenly founds themselves on the floor unable to process what just happened.

Fans: They are so perfect for each others.

Blake:

Tukson: Ah, now I can see why people ships them.

[milomaxxy]

So, last year, my family was in a shelter until we could get into a home. It was a families-only shelter, so you had to have a child or children to stay. We made friends with a few families while there; we were entirely new to the area so it was an opportunity to make friends in a place where we didn't know anyone. Our (then 3 year old) toddler made friends with a whole bunch of kids, especially a family with 4 kids in her age range. One day I noticed she acted different with one of the girls, and it hit me.

She acted exactly like I did with my first crush. She wasn't just friendly with her like other kids. Our kiddo is autistic asf, so most of her interactions with other kids is mirroring their play and maybe giving them snacks if she really likes them. She would go out of her way to find gifts for this girl, would let her watch videos (we had kids videos on a spare phone for her) with her (something she would have a meltdown if other kids tried to do), would dance with her, actually hugged her (something else she doesn't do unless she knows somebody very well), and more. She would ask every morning when this little girl would be coming outside so they could play together, even before asking about breakfast.

I mentioned it to my spouse, and we were joking about her first crush. The little girl's mom heard, and AGREED WITH US bc her little girl was doing the EXACT SAME THING. She picked out a nightgown, a winter coat, and a hoodie for my toddler. They'd lay together on the little trampoline in the yard, snuggled together, watching videos and eating snacks. And other people caught wind of the joke (that we weren't so certain was a joke at this point) and got in on it too. The other toddler's older sister even asked my kiddo at one point if she wanted to "kiss (other kid) like your parents kiss". Basically asking if she wants to kiss on the cheek or peck on the lips, and omg my child's reaction made me cry actual tears of joy.

My child's eyes lit up and she grinned. An important detail is that my toddler was absolutely obsessed with Bluey at the time and quoted it literally every minute of the day. It was so often that other people thought she was adopted bc she had the accent down to a fucking t. She says "for real life?" in her Bingo voice, jumping up and down. We all are melting at this point, just fawning over her reaction.

That family ended up moving away a month or so later, and fortunately my kiddo was able to say goodbye to all the other kids before they left. I bawled that morning bc her "girlfriend" as they'd started calling each other Drew a smiley face on her coat. When she does outgrow it, I plan on keeping it for her bc it's a gift from "her first girlfriend".

Those few months were so healing for my inner-child. My parents would have never been okay with me having a crush on a girl as a toddler, much less said "yeah, you can have a girlfriend". And seeing her and this little girl act exactly like me and my first crush, hunched over looking at bugs and gathering nuts that fell from the trees... it was adorable. Watching them act like little crows with each other, and this little girl knock the actual hell out of her brother for being kinda mean to my kiddo, and my kid ask to get friendship trinkets at the store, was magical. I never have seen my kid be that social since, and it's definitely a special little period of her life. It's wild to me how far along the world has come in two decades bc of how many other people supported these little "toddler girlfriends". It gives me hope for the future

[huntinglove]

👀 🛋️ 🏦

Hi hi!! Thank you so much for the ask!!

👀 You and your F/O got separated in a crowd in a store! How do you find them? Or do they find you first?

Ennui would definitely text me, if we can't really tell where we are, she'd probably send me a dumb duck-face selfie next to whichever products stand out the most so I could find her

Charlie would panic and start going through all the store isles until he found me. More often than not, he wanders off and gets lost, but I'm usually just a few steps away from him so it's easy for him to spot me again

Muichiro would space out or get distracted while shopping, then only notice I wasn't there a little while later. He'd stay calm and look through the surrounding isles, if I'm not there he'd start asking people if they saw me, giving a precise description of me. If all else fails, he'd just go back to the isle he was in, sit down and wait for me to come back, it's easier to find someone if they're in the last place you saw them at!

🛋 How do you spend time together? Are you the couple who sits in the same room, not talking and just enjoying eachother's company, or do you two go off and have dates/adventures a lot?

Ennui likes having me sit on her lap or lay on top of her while she reads/watches through her socials! She doesn't say much but she sends and tags me on a lot of things, meanwhile I'm usually audibly reacting to what she shows me or being extra focused on drawing, just being her living weighted blanket

Charlie loves going out on dates, even if he's rather shy! He says I give him enough confidence to be around crowds and hang out in public places. He has a hard time with PDA, not because he dislikes it, but because he might get so flustered he faints because of it... Even then, we usually go to cafés or trinkets stores and get each other a bunch of little gifts, usually matching!!

Muichiro has two sides of interactions with me; sometimes he's a stern teacher that's looking out for my safety in a fight, as well as helping me develop my own abilities when we fight against one another. And he's also a very loving and sweet husband whenever we have time for ourselves, always teaching me new things and showing how much he loves and cares about me!

🏦 Things go awry at the ice cream shop opening and now thugs are robbing the place! You and you F/O manage to hide from them, but how do you escape the situation?

With Ennui it could go one of two ways: just quietly sneaking out of the place while the robber's distracted, since she's very quiet and smart it's definitely easy for her to drag me along discreetly. Or she could use some sass and sarcasm to shame the robber into leaving the place entirely, which would be absolutely hilarious but way too risky for comfort

Charlie unashamedly uses his powers to alter reality in any way that can keep both of us safe, so he could make it so a security guard or cop was near the store, something happened to the robber or they just didn't show up at all. If all else fails, he'd most likely sucker punch the robber if things got too dangerous. Though he may not look it, he's a very strong man, he can literally lift me up with a single arm!

Muichiro would probably just beat up the robber, regardless of any weaponry they may have with them. He's very swift with his approach, so a single chop to the neck after quietly sneaking up behind them would send them to the floor, passed out. Otherwise he would be very nonchalant about it, knocking off any weapons they may have and just claiming to not have enough time for this while dragging both me and the robber out of the establishment

[redsgirlfriend]

Haaii!! First time using this platform, so I think I should introduce myself in my first post!

Name's Melody, one of the most amazing Hoenn Pokemon trainers to ever exist! I love battling, doing contests, making Pokeblocks and most importantly I love my hun Red!! Hii hunny!! ( @theblazingexplorer ) He's literally the best, I love him so much!

Whoops, got carried away.. So as I was saying, I'm from Hoenn, and I have tons of Hoenn Pokemon, to me, they're the bestest! And Hoenn itself is a wonderful home to me too! I'm also a minor, so some I personally block those who will try to mess with me or with my hunny. ^^ I'm watching you.

I also love exploring and traveling! As for now I'm visiting Kanto, where my hun is! I've been in a few regions.. But I wish to explore more!

Now I think it's time I introduce my lovely Pokemon as well!

~{Sceptile!}~

My starter Pokemon, I love him so much! ..Except when he's loafing around and being a lazy prick, but other than that, I really love him!!

He often helps me dealing with certain water types, and even dragon types when Mega Evolved!

He's calm in nature, sometimes gets frightened for no reason.. But that's okay! I can't really blame him all the time.. But sometimes he SHOULD know some obvious things so I wouldn't get mad at him.

~{Aggron!}~

One of my strongest Pokemon! He is very loyal to me, and always makes sure if I am okay and safe! He's like my bodyguard, I really am happy ever since I picked and raised him when he was an Aron!

Sometimes he's a tempered one, so all my friends have to be careful around him! There have.. been some when he lashed out on others! But that's okay I forgive him for that. <3

I always use him battles, and I even Mega Evolve him if I'm in a difficult battle, he becomes unstoppable! I don't recall losing any battles when I am with him! He's geniually one of the best pokemon I ever had! ^^

~{Salamence!}~

Quite a brave one, I really love him! He's always eager to participate anywhere with me, as well traveling too! I always soar in the skies with him when I feel upset, he knows how to make me feel better!

At some times, he's a tough and a brave pokemon! But there also times when he's.. soft, and very relaxed! I don't get him sometimes but I am very glad he understands me pretty well!

He's also one of the Pokemon I use Mega Evolution on! Usually I do so when participating in Sky Battles! He gets a little angry and irritated during those, however. I can't tell why..

~{Sharpedo!}~

This is one of the violent ones! Even more violent than Aggron sometimes.

He's always feeling angry whenever I'm not around him, and in most times he always bites other Pokemon! Not mine, however. Whenever he's feeling happy, he always becomes very active and even interacts with my other Pokemon, which he doesn't usually does!

He also helps me with swimming around the Hoenn, and sometimes even going in some mysterious places underwater! That's how I met my Sableye, which I talk about soon! But other than that, he HATES psychic-type Pokemon. I don't know why, but.. I guess he has his own reasons!

~{Sableye!}~

Now it's time for this lil fella! Silly, even! Maybe even mischievious. But seriously though, he is very silly and mischivious, even around me!

One day I caught him in the underwater cave I found when I was exploring with Sharpedo, and he was quite difficult to catch, until he decided to decided to join my team by catching itself with one of my strongest Pokeballs.. But ever since he joined my team, he became more stubborn and did all sorts of pranks on me! One time he even stole a Mega Stone from one of the trainers.. He still keeps it to this very day!

But aside from his.. stubborn and silly behaviour, he still remains loyal to me, and sometimes even makes some gifts to me out of.. stones and gems! I don't know where he gets those, and I think I will keep this question to myself.

~{Camerupt!}~

Now it's time for my final Pokemon in my team! He's quite an quiet one, and never usually does anything until it's time for a battle, or for a contest!

And when he battles, oh Arceus he does it pretty well! He also LOVES eating Pokeblocks, and always finds places with tons of berries! I guess he likes eating sweet stuff most of the time? He also likes when I'm patting him, and when I'm taking care of him after each battle!

He also keeps me warm during cold weather, I really appreciate everything he does to me, such a cutie he is!

I guess that's it for a introduction! I'll make sure to post more things soon!! Hope we won't have any problems in the future! ^^

{OOC information:}

{Hello everyone! This is one the side pokeblogs made by @hmb265 . Pelipper mail, musharna mail and sapient Pokemon are on as always! This is a character heavily connected to @theblazingexplorer , and there will be more soon!}

[pxppxrminty]

hey love! was wondering if I could get a lord of the rings and the hobbit matchup. I’m female, she/her, 20, bisexual as hell, INTJ, Leo, ravenclaw/slytherin, and a new media artist (still in college tho). I’ve got an average build, brown eyes, black wavy hair till my shoulders, wearing cat eye clear glasses or contacts. i honestly don’t know how to describe my style cause it changes constantly depending on my art projects or vibe I’m feeling. I love game design, 3d modeling, interactive design, visual effects etc. I also love reading, gaming, binge watching, digital illustration, dancing, rollerblading, baking cookies, and listening to video essays/podcasts/audiobooks. My favorite genres are detective, classics, fantasy, adventure, folklore, mythology and sci fi. I love listening to music in a multitude of languages as well whether Arabic, Italian, French, Hindi and much more. MASSIVE introvert except for with my best friends where my unhinged side comes out. Despite being an introvert I’m very comfortable with leadership. I’m very contemplative and thoughtful as well as creative. I’m far from clingy and prefer to keep my own space even if I know you well. I can be a bit stubborn, and opinionated at times however. I’m a huge planner and hate when things go off schedule or when things are chosen abruptly. Think that’s all I got! Thank you!

Here it is!! Sorry for the wait!

Romantic LotR and The Hobbit Matchup! 

I’d match you with ARAGORN! I got this request and as I was reading through it my brain just kept going “aragornaragornaragorn”, to be honest! I think y’all’d have the cutest relationship. He would absolutely admire you so much. If you were really zoned out, focusing on a new project, he would 100% take that time to stare very unabashedly at you and contemplate how lucky he is to have you. No, seriously, I feel like his love language is words of affirmation and acts of service, so I could picture him coming up to you at random and wrapping his arms around you from behind and murmuring in your ear all the amazing things he loves about you. He also brings you little gifts from places he’s been, or really anything that reminds him of you. As for your interest in music in other languages, he certainly takes this opportunity to sing to you in Sindarin and Quenya whenever possible. He definitely loves to try and push you a bit out of your comfort zone, if you’re feeling up to it. Fights between you too are not very frequent and usually resolve quickly if you can talk it out; however, you get into very small petty arguments that aren’t over anything serious at least three times a week. But, Aragorn is always sure to mend any hurt feelings with plenty of kisses and spoiling!  Also nicknamesssss! Aragorn calls you Melleth Nîn enough that you’d almost believe he’s forgotten your real name! All in all, he’s so proud to have you as his girlfriend and he loves you to the end of Middle Earth and back!

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I would match you with BARD! Ok, I think this would be such a cute pairing! Bard would literally dote on you so much. You’re his anchor and you keep him focused and responsible on his duties as the King of Dale and as a father to his kids. Since you are comfortable with leadership, he appreciates when you can help him out in a meeting or something like that. He really relies on your guidance in his life. His love languages would be words of affirmation and quality time. He always praises your artwork and hangs it around the house (he also definitely brags about it too “oh you like that? Yeah! My partner made that! Isn’t she to talented?”) Every chance that he can get to escape from his duties and spend time with you he gets, he takes. He makes it into a whole family outing, it’s so cute. Romantic boat rides >>> Literally the kids helped him set up a cute little boat picnic and you sailed out a bit and saw the stars. Fights are few and far between, as you can end up talking out your problems pretty easily. If you need space, he’s happy to give it to you, but at the end of the day, all he really wants is to cuddle you and kiss you and tell you how much you mean to him and how much he loves you. He really really does love you and he’s beyond grateful to the Valar for leading you to him!

Note from me: Hiii!! Sorry for the wait, I’ve been a bit busy with travel! I really hope you liked it, and yeah! Have an amazing day :)

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The Last of Us – Season 1 Episode 6 – Recap and Review

Hey everyone welcome back to my recap and review of another episode of The Last of Us. The show which I'm liking, based on a video game I've never played on a system that that I didn't continue playing after the second generation. As per usual this review will not feature any Easter eggs, because frankly I wouldn't know what one would be if I came across one. Well look at that we are back to our Sunday episodes, which means of course my recap and review will be pushed to sometime during the work. So, if you were fiending for my thoughts on this rather tame episode than I do apologize. This episode picks up with a quick flashback of what happened at the end of the last episode and then pick up with Joel and Ellie continuing their adventure to find Joel’s brother. The first other people they come across is an older couple who seemed to just be living their lives and waiting for their inevitable end to come. You meet the husband first who comes in to meet his wife who is sitting down and then out pops Joel. Joel informs them that they aren’t going to hurt anyone, and the wife lets the husband know that there is a young girl with him and she has fed them. Ellie then pops out and they converse about where they should be headed to next after Joel tells them they are looking for fireflies. We then get a brief scene where Joel and Ellie are camping and Joel tries to stay up all night to keep watch but ends up falling asleep and wakes up to Ellie watching over him. There’s a lot of parental moments in this episode and this is one of them. I guess you could take them meeting that old couple as one as the woman makes sure that Ellie is fed. That’s not just a stereo type with Hispanic grandmothers, every grandmother wants to keep you fed even if they aren’t your grandmother. They make their way through the now snow covered ground and end up getting surrounded by a group of people on horseback. They literally do a sniff test with a dog to see if either is infected. Joel’s worried because even though Ellie has invincibility when it comes to the virus, she still may have it in her system. It’s a tad tense, but the dog gives them both a pass and Joel remarks he is looking for his brother. There is a woman with the group and she gives Joel a look and asks his name. The next scene is all of them on horseback going towards a guarded fortress where a community is living and one of them is Joels brother. There’s a nice reunion, but his brother remarks that he’s grateful that Joel kept looking for him. It came across that he had given up on his brother, but Joel had not given up on him. This also plays well in this episode, as Joel can come across as tough and mean but he has faith in people if he deems them as nice. We also learn that Joel’s brother is married to the woman who questions Joel, but Joel doesn’t seem very happy. I think it’s because his brother has found someone and is living a seemingly normal life in the current climate and Joel has pretty much  no one anymore. Ellie will be eventually go with the fireflies and he will be on his own until he dies. Joel and Ellie are given a place to stay and Ellie takes a shower and is given new clothes to wear, probably because the other ones have had months of every known possibly piece of filth on them. You remember they were in water and then in a sewer, add some sweat onto that and you have some stinky clothing. Elie has a brief interaction with Joel’s new sister in law and she offers to given Ellie a trim to clean her hair up. Joel and his brother also have a talk to catch up and Joel tells him of Ellie’s gift. I haven’t seen this episode in days, but I believe he asks his brother to look over Ellie. Joel also has a moment out in the open area of the small enclosed town where he thinks he sees his daughter but it’s someone with similar hair. Later that night Joel and Ellie have a small spat and Joel tells her that in the morning they are going their separate ways. The next morning Joel’s brother walks Ellie down to the stable where Joel is packing up a horse. Joel tells Ellie that she deserves to have a choice and she picks him, because of course she would. The small fight they had is never spoken about and they leave to find the fireflies hideout which his brother tells him in at a college a few days travel away. Joel and Ellie arrive on horseback to the college and find it deserted, as it would be, but there’s a firefly spray painted on a sign pointing to a science building. They make their way to the building and see a group of monkeys roaming around. This is the first time Ellie has seen a monkey in real life and we all forget that in this story she hasn’t seen really any animals that we would see in a zoo. Joel even told her about football earlier in the episode, but that’s a game she may never see professional’s play. They find the lab empty with notes indicating the people that were there had left. They hear a noise and investigate only to find that it’s just some monkey’s causing trouble. While there they see a group of 4 guys roaming and decide to make like a ball and bounce. As they get to the horse they are attacked and Joel kills the attacker, but Ellie points out he has been stabbed. Joel pulls out the shank and they both get on the horse and ride away before the other three people can catch them. Joel is losing a lot of blood and falls off the horse when they get clear. Ellie tried to put pressure on the wound, but it’s bad and Ellie whispers that Joel better not leave because she has no place to go and she’ll be alone. This is a mirror scenario to Joel and his daughter. After his daughter was shot, he didn’t know what to do. He had a life with his daughter, Ellie has had the closest relationship with a person with Joel she’s had in a long time and plus they’re in the middle of nowhere. The episode ends not knowing what will happen, but there’s a good chance Joel survives. Read the full article

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The Outfit (2022): Review

So I rented this movie off of Amazon Prime as a belated birthday gift to myself. I’ve been wanting to watch it for awhile, mostly because Dylan O’Brien is in it. And also the time period it is set in. I was not disappointed spending $4.99 to rent it....I might actually buy it since I liked it so much. I am going to keep this spoiler free, as best as I can, for those that haven’t seen it. This movie is one that takes place in the same building the entire film. Literally, every scene is within this tailors shop. I haven’t seen a lot of movies like that, so that makes it more interesting if you ask me. To give a summary, without giving anything super important away,  I will phrase it like this: You have the main character of Leonard, a tailor (or cutter as he refers to himself several times in the film), his secretary Mable, and then mobsters Richie Boyle, Francis, Roy Boyle, and the La Fontaine crew. The back of the tailor shop is used as a place for mobsters to drop off envelopes containing important info and or cash I assume. The mobsters assume that there is a rat in their midst since someone has been ratting them out to La Fontaine crew and police. There is a tape that supposedly exposes this rat. I won’t say anything else on it. I’m not good with spoiler free stuff, but I’m trying my best. Even with the trailer itself, it doesn’t give much away. When I watched the trailer I wasn’t too sure what it was about or what the end goal would be of the movie.

I will say that while watching this, there were several moments where my brain went, “Ah, this could be turned into a fanfiction story.” So, yeah... Take a guess what moments you think I’m referring to. lol

The twist in this movie you can start to see around half an hour in. The grand scheme of things isn’t entirely revealed until the end, but you put the puzzle pieces together along the way using dialogue and the interactions between characters. It’s subtle and slow, I suppose, but effective. And the ending was...satisfying. Lenoard and Mable both got what they wanted in the end. 

I honestly didn’t recognize any of the other actors than Dylan O’Brien, but I thought they all did a great job too. Overall, I would say this move is very underrated because I don’t recall seeing trailers for it, movie posters, etc. I just happened to stumble upon the trailer when I was on YouTube. It came out in March of last year, yet no one was talking about it.

If you like crime, period pieces, mystery, Dylan O’Brien, and mobsters, I would very much consider checking this movie out; it’s on Amazon Prime. This was made last year, but there is a movie of the same name that was made back in 1973, although I do no know how similar they are.