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[w2sology]

Hi can u do harry with shy and pregnant reader who ìs like a little sister to rest of the sidemen

nerf or nothing, harry lewis.

summary: the boys come over to spend a bit of time with you and harry, and they come bearing gifts!

warnings: pregancy (idk if that's even a warning?)

notes: as a shy person myself, some of this writing is heavily self inserted 🥲

"what if they don't end up liking football though?"

"then we can try darts. or hey, even rugby."

"harry."

it was past noon and you and harry were discussing things that parents to be often discussed, only harry was focused on the later years of your child's life.

the two of you sat in bed, your back leaning against his chest as you sat in between his legs, loads of catalogues scattered around you both.

"oh, about the pram that you were talking about before," harry mentioned.

"yeah?"

"ethan said faith had loads of websites, she could send them to you if you wanted?"

"oh, god, yes." you sighed contentedly, no longer feeling the stress of having to look for a perfect pram. "or better yet, tell her that she can come over, i haven't seen her or olive in a minute."

harry told you that he'd let ethan know, kissing your forehead before leaving to the kitchen to fix you both a snack.

whilst he was in the middle of pouring you a glass of cranberry juice ─── "it's good for the body harry," you told him, to which he replied with "no, rank is what it is," ─── the doorbell rang.

confused as to who you were both expecting or if it was yet another baby purchase coming in, harry sat the glass on the counter and made his way to the door.

before he could even open it, he knew who it was judging by the loud voices and the bickering of what sounded like jj and simon.

"just ring it once, mate, they can definitely hear." simon groaned, trying to obstruct jj, who clearly didn't listen and kept pressing the doorbell, which earned your attention from upstairs.

harry stood a little away from the door, contemplating what would happen if he just turned around and pretended not to hear the commotion happening outside.

"we can see you, harry," ethan called from through the letterbox. so much for that plan.

harry sighed before opening the door, a smile plastered on his face as his friends all cheered, seeing them bound with gifts and food and other things.

the soft sound of your footsteps made them all turn their head to where you were on the stairs, your baby bump proudly peeking through harry's oversized shirt that you had on.

"oh," you shyly smiled. "hi guys." you didn't think they'd all be here, but there they were.

one by one they came up to you, hugging you and saying their hi's or hello's, asking how you were. and you'd reply with the same, you were doing good, more tired than usual, all that stuff.

whilst harry and simon carried the gifts and food bags to the living room, toby linked your arm with his as he walked you there, making sure you were sat comfortably before harry and simon joined.

harry, being attracted to you like a magnet, squished in next to you, his body on the edge of the sofa as you leant on him.

there was never a moment of silence when the boys came over, and like the listener you were, you loved it.

toby began to explain what each of the gifts were for, considering you didn't know the gender of the baby yet, most of then were just toys. but then again, with them being the slightly immature bunch if men they were, the toys were things like legos and nerf guns or huge dollhouses for toddlers.

"what the hell is a baby going to do with a nerf gun?" harry asked.

"i thought you of all people would like this gift," jj gasped, hand on his chest as he feigned hurt at harry's words.

"no, i'm just saying boys..." and there started the debate over suitable toys for children.

you turned to vik with a look that said 'help me' yet all he did was shrug.

"harry, a couple of months ago you would've been on board with this idea. y/n, what did you do to him?" ethan pointed a finger at you.

"what— me? he's right, a nerf gun's for toddlers, not babies!" you defended yourself.

harry's chest moved up and down as he laughed behind you, even more so at the way you groaned and his your face in your hands.

"i'm not ready for harry's mature era," simon commented.

"mature and harry don't belong in the same sentence," vik added.

"oh my days," harry mumbled as they launched into a new topic, harry's maturity level.

as they all introduced their own point, you just smiled and laughed along as you leant on your boyfriend, feeling even more excited for your baby to be welcomed into the family.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Mistle-hoe

Warnings: noncon and other dark elements. Not all kinks or triggers are tagged. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

Summary: You take on a job at the holidays to get some extra money, but you get way more than that.

Character: Lloyd Hansen

Day Thirty-One of the December Daze Challenge.

Prompt - how is the mistletoe following you around?

Note: As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

‘Hey, where u at?’ 

You sigh at the text message and type a flurried response before you tuck your phone in your back pocket. ‘Work’. Of course, Alicia is so self-involved, she can’t remember the one thing you told her a dozen times.

Sorry, can’t make the New Year’s Eve shindig, I need the money. 

“These shirts are... scratchy,” Paulina distracts you from your irritation, sparking a new agitation just beneath your skin. You look down at the attire and shrug. “But fancy.” 

You look down at the sparkly monstrosity. Silver isn’t really your colour. For a price, it can be. That night, you’ll be making double overtime and a tip. It’s more than worth skipping one of Alicia’s ridiculous drunken spectacles. 

“A little,” you adjust the trap. The rest of your outfit is standard; black pants, black shoes, heeled just as the job description specified. You prefer your flats with the inserts but you can bear a bit of arch pain for the check at the end of the night. Rather, year. 

“Must be quite the event,” you comment as you take a loaded tray; lobster, shrimp, mussels. The typical fair would be macaroni and cheese bites or pigs in a blanket. Tonight, is a fine affair. 

“CEOs,” Krista comes up on your other side. “So I hear. Bunch of rich old men. Just make sure you’re generous with the wine. You’ll get a bigger tip.” 

“Huh, right,” you lift the heavy tray and balance it expertly. “It might even cut short the night.” 

“Looking at some of these guys, you’re probably right,” Paulina snickers. “I’m seeing a lot of silver, not just these things.” She pinches a sequin on her shirt. “Ugh, the liner on this is awful.” 

You agree. You could throw the tray of appetizers and scratch your own skin off. You’ve dealt with worse. It’s part of the job. Banquets, work lunches, even weddings. Serving isn’t as glamourous as those melodramatic reality shows might suggest. 

You carry the tray through the curtain and start your rounds. It is a rather stuffy gathering. Black tie and all. As you silently offer your fare, acting as the perfect conveyor of gluttony, you notice a peculiar detail. Among all the tailored jackets, silk ties, and quaffed haircuts, there are no women. Not aside from you and the other servers. 

It might just be that it’s a boys’ club. That good old glass ceiling is thicker than you expect. Still, these things are rarely very lively without a female element. That’s not really your concern. You’re not the event planner, you’re just a walking table. 

“That shrimp?” A voice calls over. You turn as a man beckons you closer with his glass.  

You approach him as he turns with interest to the tray. He keeps one hand in his jacket pocket as you present the tray with indifference. He sports a rather bristly mustache and tidy haircut. It’s a choice. With money like his, style is expendable. 

“Oh, would you look at this,” he brings his hand out of his pocket and raises it high above the tray, “what do ya know?” 

You lock down a stoic expression and peer up at the cluster in his hand. Seriously? Your uncle used to pull that trick on your aunts. It was always kind of gross. 

“So uh... looks like we got caught, huh,” the man snickers. 

You look at him, horrified. He can’t be serious. Yet, if he’s a rich as they say, you expect that boundaries are nothing but a paywall to him. 

“You know it’s bad luck to break tradition,” he wiggles the mistletoe over you. “Don’t wanna start the new year off on a sour note, toots.” 

You tilt your head. You’re actually speechless. Not just your usual deferential silence, you really don’t know how to response. 

He presses his knuckles against the tray with his other hand, still gripping his glass, and steps closer. Your lashes flick in shock and your turn your head at the last moment as he puckers so he gets your cheek. His lips are wet with alcohol. Smells like gin. 

“Mm, downer,” he pulls back, “I'll get the lips next time.” 

He winks and retracts his arm, tucking away the mistletoe. He scoops up one of the skewers of shrimp and struts off without another word. God, that was slimy. You bend your head and wipe your cheek on your shoulder. 

You should warn the others. Avoid the one with the pornstache. Ugh. Why do men do this? Just think off the money. 

As you turn, Paulina’s tinkling giggle draws your attention. A man offers her a drink from his glass. You’re disappointed to see her accept. That’s a firing offence in most jobs. Not only that, it sets a bad precedence. These men don’t seem to have much restraint as it is. 

You crawl through, putting the tray out to reach hands. The air is cool as it speckles over your bare arms. You sidle around as you carry only scraps and return to curtained off space by the kitchen window. You trade your tray for a smaller one set with pre-mixed martinis. 

Another lap. The time sifts by slowly. You’re definitely earning the double overtime. Two white-haired men ogle you as they accept a martini. One sucks the olives off the toothpick as he leers. You keep a tight-lipped smile and move on. 

“Ah, don’t mind if I do,” that same timbre draws you around to face the mustachioed man. He sets his empty glass on the tray and takes one of the stemmed martinis, “you like gin, baby face?” 

“Sir,” you neither confirm or deny. He slurps noisily and rocks on his feet. 

You don’t have the space to angle around him. He seems to know it as he widens his stance and corners you further. You nearly groan as you sense his arm rising once more. No! 

The mistletoe jingles over your head, a small bell among the leaves. You stare at him with open concern. You’re helpless with your armful of drinks. 

“Ah, come on, don’t be shy,” he shifts closer, leaning in as he turns his cheek to you, “just a little one, right here.” 

You stare at his cheek. You just want this to be over with. Then you’ll be more vigilant and avoid him like the plague. You go to peck his cheekbone and he quickly snaps his head around and presses his lips to yours. You gasp and recoil, struggling not to spill the martinis as they slosh dangerously. 

He cackles and drains the martini. “Cute, I like it,” he wiggles the mistletoe again. “Hard to get, huh?” 

You back up and turn. Humiliated. What the hell? 

You glance around. Paulina’s sitting across to men’s laps as they feed her strawberries, one stroking her hip as the other keeps a hand on your thigh. Holy shit. This is getting strange. 

Krista is against the wall with another man, gray and balding. He whispers in her ear as she giggles and rubs his chest. Are you the only one working around here? 

You hurry behind the curtain and put the tray down. Where is Doris? This is her event. She should be keeping an eye on this. These men are animals. 

You peek through the curtain, scouring the room for her. You turn and go into the kitchen. It’s a frantic nest of chaos but she’s not there. Shit. You really don’t want to walk out, you need the money badly, but this is too much. You’re a server, not... what these men want you to do. 

“Oops,” the drawl makes you shudder as you walk directly into another body. The snicker that follows makes your skin crawl. It’s him. Again. “Think I’m lost, honey bee.” 

You look up at him and purse your lips. This is too much. This man is gross. 

“You can’t be back here--” 

“Baby, just a kiss,” he smirks. 

You stare at him, waiting for him to lift that stupid mistletoe. He doesn’t. You frown. 

“It’s caught,” he looks down and tilts his pelvis. The leaves are clips to his belt buckle, “would you look at that?” 

You take a step back as your nose flares. “Alright, sir, that’s inappropriate--” 

“Shhh,” he hushes you as he gets closer. “Go on, earn it, baby.” 

“Huh?” You grimace. 

“You think we’re paying top dollar for gin and fish. Go on and give it a kiss,” he grabs his belt and jingles the bell. “I’ll put an extra grand on your tip if you put one on mine.” 

You cringe and step back. He grabs your arm and you cry out. You bring your other hand up to shove his chest. 

“Hey, I’m not—I'm not prostitute, you weirdo,” you snarl as you wrestle with him. 

“Oh, that’s fine. I’ll go for an under the table favour,” he growls. 

“Get off--” You struggle with him, fighting his strength as he keeps one hand on your wrist and the other snakes around your waist. You raise your voice as you snarl. “Dude, fuck off of me.” 

The door to the kitchen swings open and you look over desperately. Thank god. You push against the man as you send Doris a pleading look. 

“Hey, this guy won’t-- leave me--” 

“Keep it down, sweetheart,” she tuts. “You’re going to ruin the party.” She looks at the man, “Mr. Hansen, have you found everything to your liking?” 

“Oh, sure,” the man replies brightly, “I don’t mind working for it.” 

You hit his chest with your fist and try to stomp his foot, “Doris! You can’t--” 

She struts away, disappearing beyond the curtain. You whine as the man squeezes you to him and you writhe. What the fuck? 

“Don’t worry, baby,” he nuzzles your temple as your squirm, his mustache tickling your hairline, “I’ll give you a special kiss too.” His hand slips down to your ass and he gropes until you squeal. “Feel like you need that kitty eaten good.” 

“You’re.... disgusting,” you sneer as you wriggle in his grasp. 

“Oh, you’re about to find out how right you are,” he snickers and pushes his crotch against you. “One fucking lick at a time.” 

[newtkive]

pixels [newt x reader - modern text au]

ch. 4 - agoraphobia and burger king on 5th street

summary: a personal experience provides a way for newt to connect to y/n.

warnings: strong language, mental health talk, depression, medication (its my literal prescription i mention oops this is like a self insert fr), mutual pining, none really.

➥ m.list

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THE GLADE

[ 10:52 am ]

y/n: it’s official yall

drugs saved my life

tommy: huh??

minho: same

newt: wow, i’ve never seen your name on my screen before 12 pm

y/n: shut the hell up bitch

newt: ouch, touchy

minho: woah

touchy 👀

are yallll..?

y/n: you’re sick

tommy: are we going to ignore the drugs statement??

like hello are u ok ??

newt: you’re annoying minho

minho: yea <3 😊

notice how they didn’t say no

y/n: you guys just don’t understand how a girl like me needs beauty sleep..

and no we aren’t

gally: all that beauty sleep and ur still walking around with that mug.. yikes.

y/n: 😑

i hate you i haete you i dhateoyifu

minho: great she’s having a fit

y/n: no one cares about me

and you think i’m ugly

this is so sick

and you don’t even care that i’m on drugs

☹️😭😭😭😭 done.

newt: no one said that love

gally that was rude

minho: BRUHHHHH

here she goes

tommy: I CAREE????????

DO I NEED TO COMEGET YOU????

y/n: yes 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

before i do something crazy 😭😭💣

minho: THE BOMB IS WILD

tommy: stay where you are

i have your location

newt: uhhh

y/n: pause what

minho: tommy why would you admit to that

tommy: im On my way! what’s the issue

sorry autocorrect

y/n: WHY DO YOU HAVE MY LOCATION????

gally: can you guys shut the fuck up

minho: the drama queen is here 😍

gally: stop

alby: I have it on Life360, I imagine Thomas does as well. In fact I have all of your locations.

y/n: oh

i forgot about that app..

minho: i didn’t. i get a notif that newt’s phone is at 5% all the goddamn time

even tho he said he deleted it

newt: just turn it off then

i redownloaded it don't track my app intake

minho: no it makes me feel less lonely

y/n: awwwww

idk how you do that newt

newt: do what?

y/n: not charge your phone

if my phone gets below like 15% then the monsters will get me

tommy: omg me tooo 🥹

newt: i was about to say you sound like tommy.

tommy: don’t say that!

she’s on drugs i don’t want to sound like an addict 😔

newt: she isn’t on drugs thomas

tommy: she literally said she is newt :/

5 mins and i’m there y/n

y/n: are you actually fr

thomas..

we live very far away sweetie

newt: i mean

if you were in trouble you don’t think we’d come get you?

tommy: ^^

but life360 says you’re at the burger king on 5th

minho: no that’s me LOOOL

y/n: NEWTTT ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

tommy: wtf

i’m the one who’s coming to get u

why does he get the credit

minho: no tommy you’re coming to get me

tommy: oh yippee i get to see my friend 🤗

newt: ewwwwww

y/n: EWWWWW

tommy: OH STOP IT

y/n: why burger king of all places min

minho: why drugs of all things y/n

gally: she’s not doing drugs are you guys fuckin insane

y/n: yes i am

it’s 10 mg of fluoxetine 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

ONCE A DAY!!!!!!

IM ADDICTED

newt: no you aren’t, 10 mg is the smallest dose

minho: told y’all she was on drugs

y/n: ???????

minho: over the year

you’re too hyper to not be on some crack shit

tommy: oh stop that’s not nice.

newt: it’s not drugs like that minho stop.

tommy: uhoh he brought out the . at the end

y/n: it’s just for anxiety cuz i can’t leave the house without going into a breakdown

minho: she got acrophobia

told y’all she was mental

newt: what the fuck are you talking about

tommy: oh i know that word

fear of spiders 🕷️

minho: wtf no

fear of outside

y/n: i’m not afraid of outside

newt: that’s agoraphobia you fucking dumbass

y/n: 😍

i did NOT mean to send that lol oops

newt: ??

oh, okay

minho: when he’s a know it all 😍

when she’s agoraphobic 😍

y/n: when he’s at burger king on 5th because he has no food in his fridge and can only afford a $1.99 whopper with the coupons from the newspaper 😍😍😍😍

minho: 😒😑

newt: LMFAOOOO

GOOD THAT

minho: british people be so annoying

saying shit like gormless minger and good that be sooo real rn

newt: i have never said gormless minger in my whole 26 years of life.

y/n: you just did bro

newt: call me bro again

y/n: bro

brosive

brother

stepbro

minho: laughed until i saw the last msg :/

newt: 😑

y/n: ok youre the perverts

minho: cant you take your prozac and turn back to normal now

y/n: so you DO know what it is..

gally: wym 'back to normal' like there was smth before this??

y/n: real i been like this for life

tommy: i got whopper and two large fries and mozzarella sticks

newt: wow

y/n: wow just call him a fatass newt.

newt: i would never, stop

y/n: 2 large fries is kinda crazy tho

tommy: i have to get enough to share with my friend

minho

gally: surprised you have friends

tommy: yeah you are not one.

gally: RUDE?

y/n: WELL LMFAO

minho: i literally already ate also gally ur not my friend either

newt: same

alby: same

gally: well why tf am i in here

y/n: well you're my friend!

gally: great.

y/n: not with that attitude..

tommy: y/n you're ok though right??

y/n: yes tommy im fine sweetie

go eat your food

tommy: okay i wish you could share these fries with me

y/n: me too :(

minho: i don't

big back would eat em all

y/n: i actually hate you

__

newt

[ 11:45 am ]

newt: hey

y/n: hiii :D whats up??

newt: idk why but this feels like secretly texting you across the room at a party

y/n: actually tho

picture me giving u a look from across the room

newt: you would blow our cover immediately

i just wanted to let you know if you needed any like,, advice or something with your new medicine i'm here for you. i take the same stuff on top of lexapro

y/n: oh really?

newt: yeah i do

y/n: newt :( thank you

i am a bit nervous to start it tbh

newt: i understand, i was too

but hopefully it'll change things for the better

y/n: i hope so

i didn't realize you dealt with anxiety n stuff

newt: more than you know

you aren't the only one and you aren't alone w it

y/n: you're sweet newt, thank you

newt: don't mention it :))

sorry the smiley was creepy

y/n: lmao no i like it

if you need to talk or anything too i’m always here

newt: yeah?

y/n: of course ): you’re my pookie

newt: one day you gotta let go of that word lmao

y/n: but you love it tho

newt: you tell yourself that

actually are you free rn?

y/n: yeah! i’m just about home what’s up?

newt: i’m bored so pick up the phone

y/n: NEWT LMAO

ok fine 😒

[damagedcoda6669]

how did youknow youbhad bpd? what were the main "symptoms" ?? soryif it comes off as personal or uncomfy you dont hsveto answer

(im rlly rlly rlly autistic abt bpd PREPARE 4 AN ENTIRE BIBLE ABT HOW I DISCOVERED I HAD IT)

ive exhibited symptoms of bpd my entire life (it usually starts 2 present in childhood or early adulthood, it comes from childhood abuse/neglect) i only started 2 notice something was wrong in my tweens/early teens, when malachi became my favorite person and every1 was calling me mentally ill and weird and obsessive. ive known my entire life i was neurodivergent (first started therapy at 6 or 7, diagnosed with bipolar + autism + adhd + depression + anxiety RLLY early on) but there was something else that felt wrong 2 me. at that age i didnt rlly know what 2 search 4 or who 2 talk 2, so i just went on google and searched "love disorders" and obsessive love disorder came up (which isnt even in the DSM iirc) and i posted on google plus saying i likely had that and was shot down IMMEDIATELY 4 "self diagnosing" so i didnt revisit it again until a few years later.

after my breakup in 2021 i felt like it hurt WAY MORE than was normal. i stumbled across a video abt bpd during that time period and it resonated with me way 2 much. im impulsive, i have angry outbursts, im constantly suicidal, i self harm, i have extreme mood swings, i dont know who i am and ive always just mirrored other ppl, i dissociate, i have black and white thinking, i view ppl as all good or all bad and i split, i have consistently unstable relationships, i get attached 2 ppl more than i should be, and i have a paralyzing, nauseating fear of abandonment. i have every symptom in the diagnostic criteria.

i brought up the possibility of me having bpd with my mom i think (i had no one else 2 go 2 becuz all of my friends abandoned me and my parents took away my internet access) and i was shot down again, with my mom saying the CLASSIC "(insert family member) has bpd and shes crazy. ur normal. stop pretending theres something wrong with u. if u had bpd u'd be vindictive and petty and evil. do u think ur those things?"

once i figured out how 2 get my internet access back, maryland dude forced the bpd label on2 me becuz he wanted 2 explain my "abusive" behaviors (he was abusing me but tried 2 gaslight me in2 thinking i had a victim complex and that it was the other way around) and i became uncomfortable with the label becuz he made it seem like if i had bpd then i was a bad person. i continued researching the disorder becuz it still resonated with me even though i was now insecure abt it.

i became comfortable with the label again after he abandoned me, and i brought it up with my therapist. my therapist would HEAVILY DENY that i had bpd, telling me that "if u had bpd u would be attempting suicide 4 attention" "u fit the diagnostic criteria but ur autistic so all of ur symptoms can just be attributed 2 autism srry" "ive had clients with bpd and if u were like them u wouldve had an outburst in my office and be yelling at me by now" and she would even smile at me whenever i brought up my bpd becuz she thought it was funny that i thought i had it, i think. the first time i brought it up with her she told me "its rlly irresponsible 2 self diagnose after reading liek two articles online abt some extreme disorder becuz u think ur broken. ur not broken. dont self diagnose with bpd" and i had to EXPLAIN 2 HER that i wasnt self diagnosing and that id researched it in depth 4 years actually and that she was making assumptions. horribly ableist towards ppl with cluster b disorders, this is a MASSIVE RED FLAG but i didnt switch therapists becuz i was still living with my parents at this point and i felt out of control in every aspect of my life 4 this reason, i didnt even see switching therapists as an option.

then in 2023, while i was homeless, i got evaulated by a psychiatrist. i discussed my bpd with him and finally got diagnosed. i told my therapist i was diagnosed with bpd and she said something like "well im not always gonna be able 2 catch everything" BUT I WAS TELLING U ABT MY BPD 4 MONTHS!!!!! so glad i dont have that therapist anymore but now i dont have one at all, so liek.. hrmmm >:c

im gonna end this by saying.. self diagnosis is valid!!! its so hard 2 get a bpd diagnosis becuz its so demonized and stigmatized, that even those in the mental health system r ableist towards the disorder and those who have it. diagnosis is not always an option with disorders like bpd, and thats so frustrating. its so hard 2 find help becuz every1 thinks ur crazy. but ur not crazy!!! i love all my fellow bpders, i know how agonizing and it is 2 live this tormented life. if u suspect u have bpd, the bpd community welcomes u and supports u!!! and i do 2 :3

[maoam]

I keep seeing anti sasuke posts about him being mean or rude to his friends. I don’t think he’s rude. He’s kinda introverted and doesn’t care about anything other than training from what I remember.

It’s mostly ss Stan’s blaming him for wanting his space or not loving her back, do u have any chapters I can look to for this stuff 😔💕

He was actually more civil than he needed to be with Sakura in part 1. She was always so tactless. When he told her that instead of flirting she should focus on training because she's the weakest in their team, he was right.

Sakura stans think Sasuke not wanting to date her and rejecting her over and over again, being frustrated with her lack of boundaries when it comes to him as well as her tactless behaviour is being rude. Well Sakura stans mostly experience Naruto manga via extreme self insertism and projection so.

[viaoverthemoon]

Unavoidable

Leon Kennedy x AFAB!Reader

Okay, this one is pretty self-indulgent bc I'm REALLY dreading that I have to do this soon. I've been told it isn't that bad and I've been told it hurts like hell. Guess I'll just have to find out.

DISCLAIMER: I have never physically experienced a pap smear before! Please do not think that what happens in this is ACTUALLY how it feels. This is just how I THINK it would feel.

Summary: You ask Leon to come with you for your very first pap smear that you have been dreading so long about.

Tw: Mentions of medical equipment, Uncomfortable medical procedures, pain, reader has a fear of doctors, minor description of anxiety (if u squint), lotsss of praise, comfort, fluff

DETAILED MEDICAL PROCEDURE AHEAD!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!

Enjoy!

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"Oh my gosh, I'm so nervous,"

Leon tightly holds your hand as you sit on the stiff hospital bed, watching as your other hand anxiously fiddles with the hospital gown you wear.

You'd been dreading this day for the past week. After giving your virginity away to Leon, you'd told your mother. She'd immediately suggested getting the pap smear you'd once told her you wouldn't get until you lost your virginity.

You spent the week doing intense research, seeing multiple reactions that different people have had. None of them were the same, and that scared you beyond belief.

Leon watched your silent meltdown, wishing there was something he could do. He did his own research as well, diving into the internet and becoming slightly uncomfortable, but still trying to find out if there was some way he could comfort you. His search ended in uselessness, him not being able to find anything that would help him aid you.

But he saw a chance for redemption when you suddenly asked him to come with you.

And so the day had come.

Leon rubs his thumbs over your knuckles, noticing the trembling of your hands. "Don't be nervous sweetheart. I'm right here. Just hold on to me."

You smile at Leon, about to tell him how appreciative you are, but jump when the door opens.

The doctor enters the room, eyes looking at the two of you before she smiles softly. "First time?"

You offer a shaky smile and nod as you hold Leon's hand a little tighter.

The doctor laughs softly as she takes a seat in the rolling chair and flips through the papers on her clipboard. "I'm so sorry, love. But I'll try and makes this as quick as possible, promise. Let me ask you a few questions first."

She asks you the basic questions; 'Are you sexually active?' 'Is there a possibility that you may be pregnant?' 'When was your last menstrual cycle?' The classics.

Once she finishes the questions, she stands from her chair and begins to put the equipment she needs onto a small tray.

A sharp exhale leaves your lips and you opt to staring at the ceiling rather than what she's gathering, taking deep breaths to distract yourself.

Leon rubs your shoulder in a comforting manner, whispering small praises into your ear as he moves your hair to the side to kiss your temple. The doctor explains the process to you as calmly as possible.

"I put some gel on the speculum to ensure that it goes in easy and comes out easy. You may feel a slight pinch, but this shouldn't last longer than 2 minutes max. After that, I'll insert a swab and wipe around the cervix, and then I'll insert a soft brush into the cervix. After that, we're done!"

God, why are you sweating so much?!

You nod to the doctor as she pulls on her gloves, the anxious feeling never leaving as you try to take deep breaths. Leon kisses your shaking hand. "You're doing so good, angel. It'll be over before you know it."

You squeeze his hand to let him know you heard him before the doctor speaks again. "Okay, starting with the speculum,"

You wince a little at the intrusion as your heart leaps. And just when you think 'this isn't so bad', you feel the stretch.

You squeeze Leon's hand again and little ow, ow, ow's leave your lips as you whip your gaze away from the doctor. She and Leon begin to tell you how good you're doing and how it's almost over.

"I'm so sorry sweetheart. You're doing so good! Don't even look at her, just look at me. I'm right here. I've got you."

The praise momentarily takes your mind off of the tickling feeling of the swab, until the brush comes and enters your cervix.

You suck in a breath between your teeth at the less painful pinch, bringing yours and Leon's wrapped hands to your mouth to keep from swearing at the poor doctor.

Then she pulled out the brush, closing the speculum and taking it out of you. "Okay! All done! You did such a good job!"

You heard her but you hardly understood her, eyes brimming with tears as you slowly turn towards Leon. He takes one look at your wobbly lip and turns to the doctor. "Would you mind giving us a minute?"

The doctor gets the message immediately, collecting her things and the equipment before heading for the door. "Of course! Leave whenever you're ready! I'll get these to the lab and your results should be ready in 2-3 business days!"

The second the door closes behind her, the dam in your eyes finally bursts. You felt stupid for crying. You had no reason to. But the tears and sobs were unrelenting. You clung to Leon and he held you, smoothing your hair.

"It's okay sweetheart. You did so good. and I'm proud of you. That wasn't easy, I know."

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Can y'all tell I hate going to the doctor? :))))

I listened to 'Yes to Heaven' by Lana Del Ray while writing this <3

Hope you enjoyed!!

Requests are open!! <3

[kleinv01]

What if…

What if Mc was really prone to being hurt all the time? A paper cut or two in a year never hurt anybody, but seventeen in a month sure would…

How would everyone protect/ help Mc with their issues?

((Kinda a self insert since I bruise easily lol))

this is super interesting! as someone who also bruises / gets injured very easily, i feel u lol !! let'ss see how the cast would react ! !!!!!!! ^ q ^// sorry took a rly long time to answer, my brain is fried from writing ch.1 script ehe

://SYSTEM MESSAGE_ANSWERED ://YAEL "Here, let me treat the wound for you... even the smallest cuts could lead to infections, so it's important to clean them properly. I was thinking, maybe wearing thicker fabric clothes could help prevent these incidents a little, what do you think, MC?" Concern filled his eyes as he spoke softly, his fingers gently tending after the wound on your leg, skillfully patching you up with tenderness. He would be eager to find solutions that would keep you from getting hurt too often, whether it meant providing vitamins, encouraging you to wear thicker fabrics (he'd gladly lend you his sweaters if needed !), or suggesting a medical checkup – he was determined to ensure your health. ://KLEIN "Oh no, my darling got hurt again? A kiss from me would surely help, right? Pain, pain, go away~" Klein swiftly took your hand, humming playfully as he planted a gentle kiss on the wound on your finger. Depending on your reaction, he would either continue kissing the wound for a little longer before eventually treating it. He wasn't particularly skilled at it, struggling to properly wrap a bandage around your finger, but his determination to help was evident. He insisted on taking care of it himself, not letting you do it. He also keeps track of how often you got hurt and which body part was affected each time ! ^ ^ ://AL "..." The pink haired man clearly noticed how often you got hurt, evident from the way he would fix his gaze on the wounds and bruises that appeared on your body. However, he simply observed from a distance, and the only thing that changed was that his stares grew a little more intense each time you showed up with a new injury or bruise... ://SERA & ETHAN "I told you to be careful, geez! Here, I bought you vitamins and supplements. I'll keep you accountable every day, so you must take them appropriately..." "Easily getting bruised and cuts could be a sign of some health issues, so please make sure to take them, MC." Sera, like a second mom to you, always looked deeply concerned whenever she noticed a new cut or bruise on your body. She could be a bit nosy about it at times, clearly worried about your well-being. She often asked Ethan to check up on you while she was busy working abroad.

[blushydrangea]

im here to ask u ur thoughts in the... pj controversy ehhekekfke i wanna say smthn abt but like i feel as if i dont grasp the whole thing yet so i chose to shut up rn

hi love! under the cut so the people who are tired of discussing this topic can avoid it.

it's a long one!

i know everyone here has likely come across the tweets pj made, but as an archiver at heart i feel the need to break everything down. screenshots aren't mine.

on the 18th, pj made a tweet about fellow drag queen and artist chappell roan, questioning the authenticity of her love for drag. most people (me included!) thought she was trolling, which unfortunately didn't happen to be the case. plane appeared to be under the impression that chappell was mean or cold towards drag queens she invited to her shows, something she allegedly heard about in boston and, according to some people on reddit so take this with a grain of salt, was debunked. she followed her tweet with another, ironically saying "i love chappell roan". the first tweet was then deleted.

after several people accused plane jane of trying to gatekeep drag from women & having an unfair opinion deeply rooted in misogyny, pj released a notes app screenshot on the 19th. however, going against the purpose of most notes screenshots, hers wasn't an apology. instead, she chose to call out the hypocrisy of people attacking her because they were calling her a man (it's important to note that pj hasn't directly told us what her ood pronouns are afaik).

she made some more shady tweets after that and argued with stans on social media but i don't feel like including these, so the last update we have was this apology pj made for her fandom.

before i speak my mind on this, i just wanna say that i am willing to discuss this as long as people are polite, any aggressive messages i might receive will be promptly deleted.

to be honest, i didn't like what she said. being a person with a platform and, let's be real, several crazy stan accounts who follow her word like gospel, it was wrong in my opinion to call a growing lesbian artist (one of the very few we have, at that) performative for her love of drag. someone who also engages in the *checks notes* performative art of drag. there isn't much of a "bag" to be secured by pretending you love drag, as it's not that mainstream, and i can't help but wonder if pj would have the same criticism were chappell a gay man instead of a lesbian woman.

misogyny is real and it's present in all of us, we were all raised to see women as less than. pj is white and male-presenting with her makeup off, she isn't incapable of misogyny because she is gay or a drag queen. therefore, it rubbed me in the wrong way to see her voice out the same beliefs i've heard from other gay men before – that women deserve to be questioned whenever they exist in drag spaces. i don't agree with the sentiment that pj meant women shouldn't do drag, as she never said that. though she honestly reminded me of those men who ask me very specific and tricky questions about the tree of gondor or whatever when i tell them i love the lord of the rings. are you a true fan?

her notes app statement was what pissed me off. she was really immature imo, ofc she's only 26 so there's room for growth, but twisting a situation you inserted yourself in to seem like the victim based on... people calling you a cis man? come on. it was a self-centered statement made by someone who seemed to refuse to take any criticism on this subject matter. i was very disappointed she chose the "but you are wrong too!" route instead of apologizing to the people she hurt.

her apology to her fandom was... fine, i guess. it served to show me that she seems to be comfortable living in her bubble.

do i think she's a bad person? no, i don't. but i do think she had a misogynistic take and doubled down on it because she refuses to admit she was wrong. i'm staying away from her for the time being, i'll probably get over it eventually but rn i don't wanna see her face all that much. no judgement whatsoever to people who forgave her and are still posting about her, it's your blog, do what you want <3

[rosyrosethorns]

(before u read this. it involves. a new Antonblast self-insert i made up. that u can see if u click here)

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“You did WHAT??”

La Mort, an Angel of Death, had been approached with ridiculous news by Lord Satan of Hell… and her first reaction was to exclaim these words as she pinched him on the face.

“Ow ow ow ow owwww!!” If it were anyone else, Satan would have pulled away and retaliated; and yet the dark-winged angel rendered him tolerant enough to stay put despite… obviously feeling uncomfortable with his cheek being pinched.

“Have you lost your mind?!” La Mort remarked. “All this over a human whose skin is a brighter shade of red than yours?? How does a mortal even triumph over… over a…”

A realization struck the angel as she released her grip on the demon’s face.

“… Satan, honey,” she sighed; crossing her arms… “What was this mortal’s name?”

After taking a moment to rub the aching side of his face with a pout, the Lord of Hell answered La Mort in a heartbeat: “His name was… Dynamite Anton. I have absolutely no clue how it happened, but once I had thought he was beaten down… he only came back stronger!”

… The Angel of Death furrowed her brow as she held her forehead. “Oh, fuck,” she grumbled. Whatever she was thinking, it left visible frustration and regret on her expression.

“My dear angel,” Satan remarked, “do you know him??”

La Mort’s eyes shifted out of embarrassment. “… Yeah,” she confessed. “And now I’m feeling like… I contributed to your ridiculous mess.”

The demon looked baffled at first, listening intently to La Mort’s explanation:

“See… I was working one day and he was one of the tethered souls I had to harvest from dead bodies. But he just… would not move along—you know? I mean, I’ve dealt with stubborn souls before but this was ridiculous; he was actually putting up a fight. So… I told him that if he beat me in battle, I’d let him stay on Earth—and it was like, no one won against me before so I thought this wouldn’t be a big deal… but… let’s just say I never felt so much physical pain in my life, and… I had no choice but to hold true to my word.”

It was humiliating to admit this—no Angel of Death was an easy opponent for a human. But Satan’s reaction to her confession was one she didn’t expect:

“Soooo~ He bested you too, my sweet?~”

… La Mort looked rather sheepish as she nodded in response. “Don’t—Don’t you dare go telling anyone,” she warned.

“Actuallyyyy, this information has given me an idea~” A red arm draped across the angel’s shoulders as Satan spoke with a large grin on his face: “This humiliation must have certainly led you to desiring revenge, doesn’t it?~ And I myself have also suffered at Antoine’s red hands~”

The Angel of Death brushed his hand away. “I—I’ve got no interest in revenge,” she firmly stated. “Even if I did, he’s too strong…”

“Ahh, but that is why I am proposing we join forces against a common enemy! There is no possible way he could handle TWO of the strongest beings in the world at once!~” The demon’s voice lowered as he leaned in closer to La Mort’a ear: “Besides, darling, I know you’re the kind of angel dedicated to her work~ Does it not bother you even slightly that one pesky soul found a loophole in the system?~ You seem to be very clearly lamenting your loss~”

There was obvious contemplation on La Mort’s face for a moment… but she rapidly shook her head as she tried to not let Satan’s words sway her, pulling away with a light huff.

“Honey…” She jabbed her finger onto his chest as she spoke firmly… “I have a job to do, and my shift is sporadic around the clock. As soon as my pocket watch goes off, I have a limited amount of time to untether a soul and bring it either to you or Heaven, otherwise it will get restless and turn hostile. I don’t have time to chase down irritating alcoholics with anger issues no matter how strong they may be.”

And yet, Satan persisted.

“Oh, but my sweet Angel of Death~…” He even did the fluttering eyelashes and pleading hands as he spoke… “You’re such a smart cookie~ You can see angles of a situation I haven’t even considered~ You’re the most observant being I personally know; surely your interaction with that red guy has provided some insight you could share~… And don’t pretend you’re not bothered by your loss; I could see it on your lovely pale face~”

… La Mort was much more humble than the demon, so she was slightly baffled by all this praise. But… he was right—the fact that she failed to deliver Anton’s soul was gnawing at her perfectionist mind…

“… Look,” she sighed, her arms crossed as she glared up at him… “If you want revenge that badly, I’ll tell you what I know… and I’ll give you a hand here or there between jobs. But if I end up with even one untethered soul, I’m blaming you for roping me into this—and for goodness sake, please don’t do the same dumb thing as before if you fail again.”

There was a beaming smile on Satan’s face as he abruptly pulled her into a hug. “Ohhhh, thank yooou!!~ I know I can always rely on you!~”

A startled yelp escaped the angel as she found herself squished against the demon’s shirtless body; a blush coating her cheeks in response. With a sigh, she reached a hand upwards to cup his face. “You’re so spoiled,” she affectionately murmured…

@candyheartedchy @dolls-self-ships @darknoverse @flavoredink @personofsinterest @shiny-self-shipping @shrimpoe @silverlining-ships

[cityandking]

F, H, U for dai, kol and bran!!

thanks my dear // AU ABCs

F. fey. What kind of fey or fairy creature would your OC be? Would they be in a spooky, intense fairy world or a playful, lighthearted fairy world?

DAI — the thing is dai would thrive in the feywild. the rules and the rituals and the playing with the truth without lying are so incredibly up his alley, and I’m a little inclined to say he should be an archfey except obviously his very being is tied to the matter and magic of the plane, so is there like. a step up from archfey? dai’s ideal ultimate fey version of the self is the living breathing spirit of the feywild I think

KOL — kol would end up in a scary, high-stakes, trolls-and-goblins fairy world. real “you must not look at goblin men you must not buy their fruits” vibes. she’d be a goblin in the way of the goblin emperor goblins; strange and tied up in status and ritual

BRAN — bran’s obviously a trickster sprite of some kind, and I think her fey vibes would be way more along the fun/playful spectrum than the spooky/cursed spectrum. immense summer court energies. ough summer eladrin bran would be so good

H. horror. Would your OC survive in a horror situation? What would their role be? How would they deal with being tossed in a horror scenario?

DAI — I know so little of horror tropes idk why I did this to myself. he’d be the healer/doctor figure and a voice of reason, and his reticence to believe in The Monster would mean that he doesn’t survive. he’d sacrifice himself a little past the midpoint in order to get the group some kind of information or missing piece—knowledge of the monster or rescuing someone trapped or making sure everyone else can get out. definitely would involve someone (ozy) dragging someone else (zaref) away (and then zaref would sacrifice himself later to injure the monster and make sure the rest of the party could escape, probably). he’d be pretty even-keeled and try to hide his fear but it would be there if you knew how to look—shaking hands, a desperate sort of alertness, etc.

KOL — kol’s life is a horror situation. unfortunately she’s just a little too curious for her own good and it would get her into trouble in any kind of horror/thriller/etc. scenario. I don’t think she’d survive but she’d go out fighting.

BRAN — I think bran could survive a horror situation. she’s got the belief in the monster, plus a capacity for outside the box thinking, plus a kind of self-imposed mythos that would give her like, meta plot armor. also she has a crew of friends and loved ones to lose and/or protect. I think she’d be like, the last one to sail from [insert cursed island here] and live to tell about it and it would be part of her mythology (y'know, POTC coded.)

U. underworld. How would your OC deal with being part of a criminal underworld? Would they be a thief, a spy, a conman? Something else?

DAI — ohhhhh daichi doing crime is such a fun thought. I don’t know how he’d end up involved, but I do think it would build on the harder and sharper parts of him (the part of him that would willingly torture someone, for example). he’d be the guy whispering in a gang leader’s ear, watching everything and reporting back with his insight, never obviously in charge but always around when decisions are being made. best keep your head down when amelkiir is around; he sees everything

KOL — tbh I wanted kol to be a little more involved in the underworld during the time skip but it didn’t work out with the empire stuff. in an AU, she’d be someone’s dog, definitely—going where she’s told, fighting who she’s meant to fight, breaking into places and coming out with information or promises or goods or silenced enemies. she’d have some cliché name and have outsourced her decision-making to someone else and not even think about it until she has to

BRAN — bran’s already part of the criminal underworld, she’s just got a flair for the dramatic and the freedom to operate how she wants. she’s still a smuggler, and sometimes a conman. she’s also got enough of a moral backbone to put her conning and crime to work for the little guy (and herself. but the little guy still factors in)

[amethyst-marshmallow]

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Last updated: April 26th, 2025

Hi! Im Marshmallow :3 U can call me Mars!! (or Amethyst ig?)

Genderfluid! They/them preferred but she/her or any is fine (i typically prefer neutral or feminine pronouns)

You can call me bro or sis or dude or whatever i do not give a shit (actually dude is one of my fav "general nicknames")

ADHD

Introverted

I'm a minor so nothing too inappropriate or weird plz!! (15 :3)

^I do swear tho, and sometimes make slight dirty jokes but nothing crazy (im very much my own target audience)

Birthday is Jan 21!

I type insanely fast and normally make spelling mistakes

For trigger tags i usually put "tw (thing)" and "(thing) tw" so keep yourself safe out there!! (also if you see me make a post i didnt tag correctly please lmk in a comment/reply, i will change the tags!)

Feel free to send any asks and also ask my ocs (or characters i draw a lot) questions! (the Qs my ocs answer are canon to them, but characters that aren't mine r just my headcanons!!) (might have to close my ask box due to bots but im tying to keep it open!)

My interests are on my straw page btw :3 (link at the bottom) but uhh here r some i am into right now!!!!

Dandys worlddd (specifically Shrimpo but i draw the other guys too,, i have a self insert for this aswell)

Osc (working on reworking my ocs PLEASE ASK ME QUESTIONS ABT THEM, i may or may not make my own object h) (Also i recently finished paper puppets take 1 and am gonna watch take 2 aswell!!!)

^Algebraliens!! Goes with osc but yeah heres a post w my designs for One Two and Four and yapping about my hcs for the species in general :3c My favs r X (also a comfort character) and Nine

Sona refs! I love self inserts so heres EVERY sona! but these r my main 2:

My fursona, Amethyst!

2 bc I changed the eyes and hair a bit recently (as well as my whole ass art style what-) (this message has been here forever i am lazy)

Btw the things on the hoodie strings are stars but you can also draw them as puffballs if you want👍(associated with pink hearts, blue spades, and purple stars :3)(basically any gods/demigods are associated with stars in my universe lol)

Also my persona, Marshmallow :33

You dont have to draw the hair gradient if you dont wanna, also you can draw her in pretty much any outfit lol (same w amethyst)

I also have a dog named Zero!

she is so cute so silly (idk why she always look at cameras like that lmao-)

My other accounts:

I have a sideblog called @daily-shrimpy where i draw shrimpo every day :3 (i told you i was hyperfixating)

Youtube: Amethyst-Marshmallow (i mever upload🥰)

Scratch: Choco_catz and Marshmallow-catt (i forgor the password to the second account tho-) (been more active recently w animation tests!!!)

Strawpage: https://marshmallowgem.straw.page

That's it I don't really have that many social medias lol (i maybe plan on making a bluesky in the future???)

‼️Dni‼️

Homophobes, transphobes, TERFS, rascist ppl, sexist ppl, anti-furs, basically if you hate people for being who they are just leave.

^ That also includes LGBTQ+ people who dont support all the community (like being in the community but being against ppl with xenogenders or neopronouns or bi lesbians etc.) keep LGBTQ+ weird and if you dont support your queer community leave. We will never be "normal" enough to be accepted by homophobes so you might as well find your friends and stop trying to please your oppressors

Pedophiles/MAPs/whatever other names they have - I'm a minor so it makes me uncomfy.

Proshippers - This term is tossed around a lot, I mean shipping adults w/ kids or humans with literal animals. Shipping "toxic" ships is ok as long as you aren't glorifying/idolizing that type of relationship or promoting harmful stereotypes

Zoophiles - Similar reasons to pedophiles and proshippers

Ai "artists" - ...Really? Buy a box of Crayola and get to work.

That’s the end! have a nice day :3

[loelett]

sorry if this seems random but a little rant in response to what u reblogged about the new tv show.

TBH IT MAKES ME SO MAD THAT THEY ADDED *FORCED* RACISM (and by that I mean Louis taking lestat calling him his fledgling as "slave" like stop thats not what vc is about at ALL?????) AND HAD TO MAKE ANTOINE INTO ANTOINETTE TO SHOW HES BI 💀 I feel like the writers missed a lot of important points about the book and WHY Louis stuck with Lestat and was infatuated with him but hated him at the same time. they really changed character dynamics in it tbh. dont get me wrong, its a decent show, but I just can't see it as the same Louis and Lestat compared to the 1994 movie which I think did a good job in recreating what Anne wrote.

anyway hi 😍🥰😇...

I'm not really sure what forced racism means in the context of the iwtv show ngl. I mean I've really only seen the show through one and a half times but I do know that even Louis himself in the books labels himself as a slave to Lestat's whim (Claudia does as well; she also calls him a slave to Armand) (Lestat also does this in respects to Himself so even he agrees hrejgh) so even in the context of the books I don't really think it's forced or ooc for this connection to be made. Obviously the intention is different considering Louis' blackness in the show, but since this is a theme the show goes with (meaning the racism that Louis experiences in his time period) I don't really have a problem with that wording. I'm not black myself so this is just my opinion by the way, but I've always been pretty interested in the way they decided to change show Louis' race and backstory. It's probably the most interesting change they made imo.

Um yeah the Antoinette thing still sucks, I really don't know why they decided to go with that ?? Idk i always forget abt her so I guess I'm a hater. Agree 👍. We never needed to prove Lestat was bi esp in the first book so wharever? go off showrunners i Guess?? idk bout all that

Loustat's dynamic is completely different in the show and it's one I've rlly never been interested in. I know a lot of people enjoy it and I don't wanna take away from that, so no hate there idk do what you love. I'm just not an enjoyer of the abuser/abusee thing they kinda have going on. Um and the cheating stuff it's all just really exhausting to me. I just really like Louis' reaction to Lestat's actions in the book ! They aren't canon BECAUSE Lestat is abusive and controlling and manipulative and they don't even kiss until book 2, let alone express emotional/physical affection. Show Louis goes back to Lestat even after everything that goes on in ep 5 and. As a self proclaimed Louis self insert I just can't ever see him doing that in the books, at least not with Claudia still in the picture. IDK!

I'm really not a hater of the show, and I want all the Louis fans out there to really think about the way they react to the changes in his character from book to show. There are personality changes that I don't agree with either, but this is a different story and the original one has already been told. I don't have to like the show to respect it and its fans, and the whole pick a side thing between book and show is exhausting to me :/ there r things I like and things i don't like about both versions !

Sorry I know this goes really off topic HGFSHg.. love love

[my-silly-rabbit]

1, 10, 11, + 16 for the self insert asks! for bonbon!!!

1. what are the basics of your self insert? name, date of birth, height, etc.? name: Bonbon Benson

age: around mid 25+ to mid 30's. it depends on the timeline. birthday: 1/12. same as mine! i give all my s/i my bday~

height: mmmmmmmm idk. 5'4 . my height ig lol

likes: FREDDY FAZBEAR'S PIZZARIA! and mainly Springbonnie ~!, pizza, dancing, pop music, video games, and robotics. dislikes: spicy food, uncomfy fabrics, silence but also sudden loud noises, kids that aren't Williams.

fun facts: she ALWAYS wears bunny ears that she made herself.

uummmmmmmmm idk lmao 10. how do the other characters feel about your self insert and f/o’s relationship? oooo i have a lot to this one

henry: depending on the universe, sees Bonbon as a casual friend. he's happy that William found love again and finds her a joy, though can get on his nerves. post..... everything, he sees her as an obstacle to drag around his mission to find William. they both have opposing views and Bonbon has stopped hiding her involvement but she says if he rats her out, she won't hold bad. henry values his plans to die more than just feeling the minor satisfaction of seeing her behind bars plus shes part of all this too. she deserves to be set aflame like the rest of this mess. even if when they find springtrap, they tackle and bite each other and break their hips. they are glued together till shit is settled. bonbon WANTS to die with william. That is her main mission if henry plans to kill him. she would LIKE to take him home but..... she's old and tired of being alone. if complying a bit means seeing him again, she'd...try. but it's not easy. (tbh them actually bonding in a fucked up way might actually be cute but the outcome is the same.) michael" oooh boy. he did NOT like her at first. too clean and cutesy. anyone who likes his dad SUCKS (besides uncle henry). but as she starts babystting, he realizes that she has a bit of a 'cool babysitter' edge. not telling his parents about minor shit and talking with him instead of shouting or ignoring. she knows that the aftons arent the best parents and is blunt with michael about it. Michael is confused why someone like her still cares about people who arent good parents and he never truly got an answer for that.

post....everything, Michael starts to see her as a second mother but bonbon admittedly doesn't try to keep in touch. michael looks too much like him...but she still tries to have him over from time to time he helps her to make sure her house isn't a total mess.

by the time Michael goes missing, she's already hunting William down with henry, and both beet with Michael again at the same time. he gets the biggest hug but Michael, who was most likely told by Henry her crimes, pushes her away and yells at her that she never truly cared and was just around for his father. that she never truly wanted him around and just used him for labor. Despite Bonbon crying after being yelled at.....he's not wrong. bonbon sucks guys can u tell lmao.

Elisabeth: oh boy. bonbon tried EVERYTHING to get this girl to like her. everything under the sun. gifts, praise, ignoring her, giving her space, being in her face, bribes, secrets, but NOTHING would keep this lil lady from stopping her "BONBON IS THE WORST BABYSITTER WE EVER HAD!!" tantrums. even when Michael and even try to tell her to quit it and she is not that bad and lets them off the hook for a LOT, she never quits. maybe its "IM DADDY'S PRINCESS" attitude or just having another girl(?) in the house but she just can't stand bonbon. bonbon loves her dearly! She is William's favorite! how can she not!! she tries SO HARD to get her to like her but NOTHING WORKS.

Even: he's glad to finally have a shoulder to cry on. though Bonbon admittedly has little empathy about his fear of the animatronic. she cant see it and tries to get him to like them to no avail. but she gives up after a while and doesn't torment him with them.

Clara / mrs. Afton: in universes where they are a polycule. Clara adores bonbon. bonbon was very nervous about even the idea of suggesting something together but god., they already were something. she gives her face kisses way too casually, and hugs her every time she sees bonbon. clara thinks bonbon is the best person to include in their family and bonbon adores her right back. she always worries that hes not 'good enough' for such a pretty woman but shes perfect in Clara's eyes. tbh they might be more in love then bonbon and Afton are but there love for each other is just as strong for him together.

11. what kind of outfit(s) does your self insert wear? mmmm take this art and some photoes from my pintrest

16. freebie! name a fact about your self insert you want everyone to know.

UUMM OH! The reason she sews buttons on her clothes is to fidget with them. they are her main fidget and she loves the smooth texture and shapes.

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assuming you are reblogging the f/o ask memes because you would like to talk about your f/os :3c very sorry if u r not :c

🦷💌🖇️ -the horror one

🎒🍒 -the misc one

Yeah your right. I do want to. I don't know who this is but my f/o is Ryoshu. Answers are under the cut, nothing nsfw, I just felt like it. Thank you for reading!

🦷 does your f/o bite?

Absolutly. Yeah she does. I bite too. I bite more.

💌 would your f/o stalk you? what would be the gut dropping signs that you're being stalked? how would your special freak let you know? OR, would you stalk your f/o and how would they find out?

No, Id try to stalk her but she'd notice immeditely because she's really perceptive when it comes to that sort of thing. When I get very excited, I stomp and make loud foot steps. She'd give me the stink eye and if she was in a particularly bad mood, I bet Ryoshu would directly walk up to me and either take the odachi to my neck or slap me. Or threaten violence. Or maybe just grab me and then expose that I am there, in the area and then I would get very embarrassed for making a scene.

🖇️ how did you and your f/o meet if you've thought about it?

I've thought about this and I've told some of my friends but I've been thinking of doing a project moon au of my general self insert oc Lily. It's not the best explanation but yeah. The au version is an abnormality based off the Aztec god Huēhuecoyōtl. The explanations are either:

Found in the Mirror Dungeon and the abnormality somehow follows the Limbus crew out of the Mirror Dungeon and she simply (im thinking of playing around with the gender of the abnormality but im just using she for now because that's my gender) won't go back so it's agreed to store the abnormality in some other room within the corridor and for some reason, it has a particular liking to Ryoshu?

The abnormality was found outside an old Lobotomy facility wandering around and the bus crew has to deal with it.

In the Mirror Dungeon, specifically Ryoshu gets an EGO gift and it doesn't go away outside the Mirror Dungeon but the abnormality is within the EGO gift

Any interaction with the two exist inside a void and seperate reality with no context.

🎒- What is your f/o’s ideal pet? Would you want to take care of that type of animal together?

I have no idea. Cats or raccoons maybe? Actually, it can depend on the ID. Me, I don't want animals (birds are tempting but message me directly, any of you, if you want a bird rant. TLDR: Their an exotic animal that shouldn't be pets. Any bird ownner worth their salt would tell you DO NOT GET A BIRD.) I mean, Ryoshu cannonically tried to get a bird both in the book and in Limbus. I can at least confidently say I am the best bet with taking care of a bird but at the same time, If she doesn't want to put any work on the birds, I will do my best to re-home them. Birds are a lot of work. I'm already kind of stressed of inhereting my parrots when my mom dies. They hate my guts.

🍒- What is your f/o’s music taste like? How does it differ from your own?

Hmm. Her music taste feels rough, metalic. Its easy to say she'd be into metal music but I think she'd also be to some slower songs. I'm bad at describing music. Experimental music might be something she'd look into. What Ryoshu wouldn't be into would be things country music, not much into rap, or songs with non-sense lyrics like that Yummy song by Justin Beaver?

I have some random person on tumblr's Ryoshu playlist and they put Ghost Busters and, yeah. Yeah, I can see Ryoshu listening to Ghost Busters. It's got that flavor, that funk, that style. Time For Love is also in the same playlist and I've imagined Ryoshu listening to that, not for the message but the timbre of the vocalist. For a fact, her standards for music are high.

My music taste is all over the place. Some songs she'd like, some she wouldn't. Whenever I listen to folk music, she'd think it to be boring. I think we can both enjoy PinocchioP and Pinkshift together. IDKHTFM and Bear Ghost might be too prep-y for her. Touhou Arrangements are natually a mixed bag and so are Mili songs.

The moment Ghost Busters plays and her ears hear Vinesauce Joel go, "I AM THE RAT MAN" any device being used to play music will get cut in two. She doesn't appreciate Vinesauce Joel's magnum opus of the same shitty midi of the Ghostbuster's theme uttilized over and over. It's ruined the song for her.

[mariailoveyou-guerin]

why is the comment section to jpate ig weirdo psychos who ship a literal old psycho hag murderer with kie and jiaras fighting told y’all like they dont care or see Kie as character just a support object who cares for their little yt favs or self insert for them to be with their mbroken sad puppy yt boys they think they can fix always yt girl!

I don’t even like kie but that man is old hag and she’s a teen girl 2nd he literally tried to murder her besties and pope multiple time like kie ain’t sh*t wbk already with how fast she jumped on jj seconds after pope or how she keeps jumping from guy to guy in her little friend group but to jump on rafe next who tried to kill pope multiple times yeah Kie can definitely rot in hell if that happens she clearly has a lot of self hatred because she’s lesbian but how u go from perfection downgrade to lesser good to literal bottom of the barrel R! the bar is not even in hell its non existent when it comes to her!

y’all all this for rafe x kie is it ever that serious?

if there’s one thing yt girls gonna do is write essays on the ugly yt man they like and how he should be with the woc character he tortured for fun because they wanna self insert themselves as her to be with him 😂!

and they said that obx will be successful and have so much views if they make kie and rafe happen like the show ain’t been a success and had views since s1! they so funny if I liked kie I would’ve said plz free her from yt girls who wanna fcvk rafe using I’ll try fixing rafe by self inserting themselves as her! But I really dont so oh well

and when jpate makes riara happen bc thats what the most people in comments is wanting and we become free of jiara a win since jpate loves doing fanservice for the most commented on ships in his comment section it’s over for jiara it seems as the 1 no chemistry forced fanservice obx ship its riara turn now! we about to get no chemistry forced fanservice bc yt teen girls want it kie ship again with a guy kie said she disliked and has shown real disgust in it’s like her with jj and jiara all over again but at least jj is her age unlike nasty k1ller

one thing I love about obx fandom is that those shippers hate kie more then me bc ain’t no way y’all want her with the guy who tri*ed k1lling drowning her and hee bffs! like they so real tho bc I too HATE kie with passion but not this much wouldnt wish rafe on my worst enemy even but since kie she deserves it I say being shipped with psycho murder who tried killing her and all her friends seems very fitting really after s2