#please know i'm not writing this for attention or pity. i know y'all have problems of your own and i'm just being a dramatic crybaby

[theflyingfeeling]

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[fraugwinska]

THIS JUST POPPED IN MY HEAD AND I NEEDED TO SHARE!!!! Alastor in a established relationship with reader who has hair like Rapunzel (maybe not EXACTLY but it definitely touches the floor) it’s always getting stepped on by busy feet or chewed on by a particular piggy to the point where she practically carrying it everywhere she goes. One day Al asks why wont she just cut it she tells him it signifies the days they were apart/days she waited for his return as human (I think his death was something she could never cope with :(( ) but now they are together again he cuts it for her and helps her let go of that pain! He anit going nowhere now. He promises. <333

Hello my lovely! I finally came around to write this - and I think it was good to wait to be in the right headspace. It's not a fullblown oneshot, but I think this SlutSnack (Or... FluffSnack?) will be just as good! No warnings this time - just wonderful, sweet fluff for y'all! (@minkdelovely I'm looking at you!)

Let down your Hair

"No, please, come on, Nuggie, that doesn't taste good, let go now, come on..."

You tried and tried, but Angel's pet pig wasn't budging, a thick strand of your hair in its mouth, jaw locked and squeal angry. You pulled on the hair, while Husk, having pity with you, held onto the ferocious piglet as you shouted for Angel once more.

"Oh darling, again?" A familiar cane with a microphone sitting on top of it bonked the piggy on its head, and in a shocked squeak it let you finally free. You tried not to feel too bad for the thing as you scrambled your masses of hair together in your arms and Alastor, your savior, tutted at the little pink ball in Husks hands, his eyes glowing dangerously.

"That's the third time this week. Maybe your owner should keep a better eye on you, or I might be in the mood for pork chops."

"Don't 'ya dare, Creepy McCreeperston!" Angel came running, pulling Fat Nuggets out of Husk’s grip and cradled it softly. The cat demon, relieved of being released from the burden of caring, returned quickly to the bar, determined to get out of whatever the hell kind of fight would certainly follow.

"Oh, I do dare if this thing keeps on guzzling her hair, you frivolous..."

"He's a baby, he doesn't know better 'ya cocky..."

"Stop it.", you said decidedly, getting nervous when Alastors antlers began to crack and grow. "It's okay, he didn't... chew it off, Alastor. But Angel, I'd really appreciate it if you would keep a closer eye on him, okay?"

Alastor took a deep breath, returning to his normal form with a sigh and joined your side, gathering the rest of your long hair with an annoyed frown.

Angel huffed, shrugging his shoulders. "Fine." He turned around, tickling the pigs belly as he took the stairs to his room and mumbled loudly "...Don't know why she has to have fucking hair like goddamn Rapunzel and make this shit my problem."

"Because," Alastor said loudly after him, his hair dangerously spiking and static crackling, "It should be her own decision whether to cut her hair or not, not this... pest’s eating habit, mhh?"

"Alastor...", you said softly, touched by his fierce protective gesture, "Would you come to my room and help me sort this mess out? I think I have some pretty nasty knots in there now." You put a hand on his arm, and his eyes snapped to you. He smirked, not really calming, and offered his arm, holding your masses of locks safely on the other one.

"Of course... anything for you, dear!"

The first twenty minutes were filled with nothing but Alastors soothing, soft jazz he loved to play when you were alone and the quiet scraping of your hairbrush, detangling your overly long locks. He slowly calmed down from his agitated state, not wanting to show it too obviously but fondly twirling your smoothed down hair through his fingers. You enjoyed these quiet times together with him - normally he'd talk a lot, that came with the job of being the radio demon, and you'd listen attentively, not having the heart to miss a single word that came out of his mouth.

But sometimes silence was even more lovely, because it showed you that he didn't feel the need to entertain, to pretend and to put on a show, but just... be. With you. And maybe he could sense that it made you happy. Or he knew exactly how relaxing these moments could be. Whatever the case, your mind started to wander, reveling in the soft tugs of the brush and the shivers running down your spine when his claws finally reached your scalp.

"Why don't you cut it?" Alastor asked quietly and you jolted from your musing, humming and turning your head slightly. "Hm?" Alastor scratched carefully behind your ears, waiting for the tension to disappear from your muscles before he continued brushing. "Why haven't you cut your hair yet? It must be quite a bother to maintain."

You turned your head and blinked at him. The dreaded question... you knew it had to come one day. If you were honest, you'd even suspected him to ask it sooner. The answer was easy... but you hesitated to let him know. Alastor loved details, craved them in fact - but it was sentimental, silly even, and you couldn't bear the thought of him thinking less of you. Now the time had come - he had asked you directly, and you resented lying to him even more than looking foolish to him.

"Do you remember the day at the fair? The one where you took me on that boat ride?"

Alastor hummed happily, braiding the front of your hair, his claws delicately folding section over section. "Yes, of course. What a fine evening that was! You looked gorgeous as ever, I think you wore the red summer dress I gifted you for your birthday that year. You normally wore your hair straight, but it was beautifully laid in those finger waves that were all the rage then - right until here." His hand trailed down to caress the nape of your neck, making you bite your tongue on a sigh, and continued. "And I promised to you then on that boat that I'd return to you in a heartbeat, wherever you may wait or roam, no matter what, because..."

"...a lifetime with you could never be enough to satisfy me." you ended the sentence for him, a sad smile on your face."And yet it was the last day I saw you alive."

He stopped suddenly, the feeling of his claws being gone and your back growing cold made you flinch and turn, wondering whether you had ruined everything. Alastors eyes looked stormy and you swallowed, your hands absent-mindedly stroking a strand of hair that fell over your shoulder. 

"I've kept my hair like this for every time I imagined your return ever since you died. To signify those days I spent longing for you, mourning after I've seen the papers and..." You closed your eyes, refusing to fall back into those dark memories. The screams the nightmares brought into your nights, fueled by the horrific stories the papers wrote about him. The hollow words of family and friends and people who were merely interested by the gossip of his life and death. The morbid curiosity and the grins and giggles at his unceremonial end while you cursed them all for tainting his image. The undying anger and hurt, your stubborn love for a man who died so young and left you to grow old alone. "...Every inch of it is a testament that I've never stopped loving you. And that I've never stopped believing in those words you said to me that day." You opened your eyes again, looking at Alastors stricken face.

"I know it's foolish..." you said gently, watching how the realization struck Alastors eyes and softened them. He visibly forced his expression to stay in the signature smile of his, but you could sense the emotion in his voice.

"Don't belittle it. Your sentiments for me have always been... most precious to me. Even now. Perhaps especially now." You shuddered when his fingertips trailed up your arms and brushed away the tick of your hair, his mouth reaching for the delicate skin of your neck. "Heaven truly lost a perfect angel the moment you fell into hell, darling."

The tears you shed were softly kissed away by him. After you both calmed down enough from the overtake of emotions, something that had become so foreign for the radio demon, he gently sat you back down in front of your vanity mirror.

"My love... as much as it honors both you and me... keeping the weight of those past memories locked in your hair isn't necessary anymore. You have me now, and I have no intention to leave, not unless you wish me to. Let me relieve you from the burden of carrying it."

Alastor cut your hair, strand by strand while you told him about the decades of life lived without him. It felt like a liberation, to finally tell him how painful the years had been and how empty and incomplete you had felt. When you ended with telling him how relieved you were that the body you spawned in your afterlife wasn't the frail and withered one you left behind, but one that resembled your happier days, young and in love and optimistic, he had cut the masses of hair to the same length you had on that fateful day at the fair. Your head felt light and you stroked the short strands, a surprised and disbelieving laugh bursting out of you when you saw that girl again in the mirror.

Alastor smiled with deep satisfaction, carefully putting the scissors away before he pulled you into a close embrace from behind, meeting your gaze in the mirror and pressing a chaste, possessive kiss to the top of your head."Who needs a mere lifetime, darling, when you can have eternity?"

[b4ddprincess]

rules . . . ♡

remember i am only one normal human being running this blog, and i have allowed too many of y'all to take advantage of my time and energy, so from now on . . .

general ;;

i am not a reality shifting, astral projecting, lucid dreaming, sleep paralysis blog. so pleaseee refrain from asking me questions about those

please y'all, stop using the term "void" or using the phrase "enter the void/state". i'm only banning this because i'm trying to get y'all to understand that you're not going anywhere or entering an actual void! if you don't like tht... idc, tht's a you problem lol

asks ;;

1. no rude nor disrespectful asks. even if it comes across as disrespectful to me, i will not be entertaining u. consider your ask message deleted. if you persist, you will be blocked.

2. before you send an ask, PLEASE read my posts. if your ask was already answered in my posts (beit generalised or specific), i will not be answering it. i've spared sum persons, but i won't be sparing anyone anymore. you can look in my masterlist, and you will find your answer!

3. please y'all no trauma dumping and sv1c1d4l talk 🙏🏽 i rlly can't help you with your sv1c1d4l thoughts as i'm just a minor who wants nothing to do with tht. it seems like you're adding pressure onto me, cuz now i know sumthing that should be consulted by a professional, not a secondary school blogger 😭.

and with all due respect, i think you know what the 3d (physical world) and 4d (imagination) is by now, and i think you know the relationship between both realities. so when i read trauma dumps, i do pity you, but the same info is applied to you too. if you refuse to read and understand my posts, and you choose to overconsume and spiral, that's not my fault. at sum point, you'll need to take accountability, and realise that you can do this. i've had sumone dm me, giving me their success story, even tho i didn't answer their ask yet. they took accountability, did what's right and induced pure consciousness, so you rlly don't have an excuse.

4. if many persons ask the same/similar question, i will write on it. dw, just be patient

5. i won't be answering asks on (this list will be updated):

can i manifest.... even tho it's illogical?

how long will it take.....?

should i manifest ... or ...?

what affirmations can i use?

can you manifest my dream life?

how to enter the void?

can you enter the void state/induce pure consciousness for me?

dms ;;

as of friday 4th october, 2024, i won't be accepting dms from newer persons. i need a longgg break from tht. if you dm me, i'll delete the conversation, plain and simple. i won't be sparing anyone (unless you're a moot). if you're gonna repeatedly msg me hoping you'll get my attention. oh u got my attention alrite, but you will be blocked cuz you're just being a nuisance, respectfully.

i'll try to answer all the ones i haven't answered yet, but i realised that too many of y'all ask me the same questions that were already explained in my posts. i really am tired of copying and pasting info. i understand that sum of y'all may need a better explanation, which is why i have sum posts in the writing to help y'all understand better, but you guys need to also understand that my posts are straightforward and nothing is meant to be taken deeply.

[nanamis-bigtie]

So... Not so great news, I think?

First of all - I apologize, if my post came out whiny and pitiful. It wasn't my intention, but my social energy is so low I scrape the bottom of last reserves, so I have no idea what kind of emotional message I am sending. Please, excuse me that.

Lately, I've been more and more self-conscious about my writing. I have no idea if it's a result of generally... bad family situation, health problems and getting used to meds, a massive burn out, or just painful realisation how much I lack when it comes to life experience. But I feel like I am lying to you all the time. After all, how a person who has never experienced the feeling of being loved and/or desired can write about being loved and/or desired? All I can do is coping what others write and tell, presenting a mere imitation, puking out empty cliches and dry descriptions.

I feel pathetic, gross, fake. And honestly, if I didn't have paid commissions, I would simply delete this blog. I don't think it deserves to exist, that such compilation of pitiful lies should be immediately erased.

I know you probably - hopefully - don't think this way and you don't care, if I experienced what I'm writing about or not. But I do think this way and it's a huge problem, affecting my work. I never had confidence in what I created, always struggled with impostor syndrome, since this blog started gaining popularity everything I was doing was an attempt to repay for a kindness and attention I received. Now add to that my newest depressive fixation.

Anyway, now what it's the most interesting for y'all:

What about your commission?

Yes, I am painfully slow with them, and I'm aware of it. It shouldn't have taken place, considering you paid me for it. I'll do everything in my power to get them done within next 2-3 weeks. If you want a refund due to long wait, I'll be able to do it in the beginning of June and - if more people than I can afford will decide to do it - past 15th June.

Please let me know: @animequeen122 @sir-crocodile-smile @opopnomi @doctorgerth @quirky-and-kind @yunohawkeye @mysticaltigersorceress @your-local-trainwreck @quartermera @bravevesperia01 @pirate-shrimp @mintyshanowo - are you okay with waiting a little bit more or do you want to be paid back?

If you aren't on the list above and you paid me for a commission, please contact me immediately. It means I lost commissions notes somehow.

What about the requests in the queue?

I have 12 mini drabbles left (hopefully, I'll get them out tomorrow/monday) and half of Pride event done. So those two will definitely get out. As well as few headcanons I did somehow meanwhile.

I also want to write three scenarios I have promised as prizes and the collaboration event. So plenty of my writing would still appear, even in the worst scenario.

What about the rest? I'm not sure. I'll see how my mental state will look after I get through them and paid work. I might get through them slowly, I might abbandon them together with the blog, I might just delete them and start anew. Time will show.

What about the challenge?

Nothing really changes. If the worst aka inifite hiatus happens, the works will be still reblogged and still two of participants will be chosen. Just the prize will be delivered on priv.

That's... All, I think? If I haven't mentioned something that concerns you, feel free to kick me. I apologize for disappointing and worrying you all. Please, take care of yourselves in those hard times.

[we-arethenewheroes]

Hi I hope it’s okay if I request again 🥺 can I please get a written ship with the boyz, stray kids, and ateez? Thank you so much!! 💞💓💞

@madeofsaltiness of course ! Here you go

IN THEBOYZ I SHIP YOU WITH... JACOB

I feel like Jacob would have the BIGGEST crush on you ?? Don't ask me why it's just like feels

Would hear about you left and right, heaeing how cool of a person you are, then goes to talk to you and you're just very cold and distant because SHY

So he'll just give up

But then !!! Sees you super happy and cool with your friends !!!

So immediately feels offended lol but then tries again cause crush

And boom love

Because sweet

But for real, he's so sweet, like he's so soft. I feel like he would be the sofest for the one he loves, like hostile with his friends but soft af for his s/o yk.

You guys would definitely have a puppy at some point, even if Jacob gives me cat vibes ? But also dog vibes ? But if you like dogs then dog it is because HE'S SOFT™

Would def write you a song, or a poem, one or the other or both, but he just feels so inspired when he's with his s/o he can't just keep it for himself.

BAKING DATES oml like you too fighting with flour but then regretting everything because y'all have to clean the mess. But then eat some cake or cookies so it's fine ig

IN STRAY KIDS I SHIP YOU WITH... FELIX

FUNNY YOU TALKING ABOUT BULLYING BECAUSE I WROTE A FANFIC WITH FELIX AND HE'S A BULLY BUT THEN BECOME NICE WHEN HE MEET Y/N GO CHECK IT OUT IG #promotime

SOFT™ basically you give me soft boy vibes so you get sofest of the softiness of the boys here.

Would definitely come to you 24/7 for advice like 🥺help

He would meet you like that actually, like "I heard you give good advice so here is my problem sensei-"

But it was actually a RUSE to talk to you, this bitch had 0 problems, he just wanted to talk to you, and he knew the best way for you to open up was to use PITY

But it worked so ig 🤠

Felix qould def start dance battles out of no where like the AUDACITY but it would still be good cute goofy times, until it becomes Serious and yall get to competitive

I think Felix would definitely be on the more playful and "childish" side, but still be there when you need him.

IN ATEEZ I SHIP YOU WITH... MINGI

We all know this boy is soft.

I'm telling you, soft vibes is what you give

HEIGHT DIFFERENCE BTW THAT'S WHY I CHOSE HIM UGH no not really but it was a factor

Would tease you soooooooo muuuuccchhhh because he tall and you smol

But then you'll tease him back, but not with some foolish things like his height, but with some embarrassing shit he did this one time but y'all can't let it go it's just to juicy

Would definitely get lost in the city with you, and then get hungry and just go to the first restaurant you see, then it becomes your favorite restaurant ever ? Just cute memories and cute vibes

Who needs a puppy when you have MINGI ? Look at him ? Please ? The puppy is here ? + He needs all of your attention and he ain't about to share it with some dog

Still gives in and adopt a puppy

HE would be the one ditching YOU for the puppy

Then you get to watch to puppies being the cutest together

And that's cool too honestly

Hope you liked it 💚