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OOC Update:
Someone found my main.
#oocposting#shitshitshitshitshitshit#fuuuuuuuuck#i planned to keep this going for way longer than this#but i think what killed it was my own hubris on main#i mean#what was even the point of trying to find my main?!#like#im way more honest here than on main#was it really worth it in the end?#i don't know what this means for the future of this blog#i tried to think about what would happen after the mystery was solved#but it's hard to#im probably going to be burned at the stake at midnight by the bdhs community#especially for entertaining this wild goose chase#which only started by accident because i couldn't shut up about the fact that i can draw#i hope you guys had fun :)#to the anon who asked who i was on main#i may not know who you are#but you know who you are#:)
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The US government when multiple of their servers has been hacked and they can't find a trace of who's doing it: What is going on!?
Tucker, literally in an internet cafe sipping on some milk with what little money he had on him: Haha, lol.
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Lex Luthor when he's told that multiple of his servers has been hacked and put into disorder with seemingly no purpose: Find whoever this is, immediately!
Eve Teschmacher: Sir, our best is unable to find whoever hacked into our servers, in fact, our attempts to stop, build up defenses or force them out, have only been met with more, chaotic files.
Lex Luthor, banging his fist on the table: What do I pay them for!? Find them immediately!
Tucker, literally in an internet cafe a few blocks away from the Lexcorp building: Get gud noobs!
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Oracle, when her servers has been hacked by an unknown: Raises eyebrow
Oracle, when said unknown begins to mess around in her servers and basically goads her into trying them: Oh it's on.
Oracle, when she conveniently hacks into said unknown's coordinates and finds it leading to an internet cafe, to which it then gets fizzled out by the unknown: Hm. I should tell someone.
Also Oracle: However.
Tucker, chugging down his milk and booting it from the internet cafe while disconnecting from Oracle's servers and sending multiple signals to hopefully take her off his trails: shit shit shit shitshitshitshitshitshit
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The Justice League, after noticing that Mount Justice is currently being hacked in the middle of a debriefing:
Batman and Robin fighting against the hacker, with the new addition of Oracle who just, appeared out of nowhere: Oh, I know this guy!
Batman, narrowing his eyes: Explain.
Oracle, refusing to explain but instead manages to snag the unknown's current whereabouts while simultaneously wiping said whereabouts before the unknown (Who is currently distracted by Robin and Batman) could notice, while also downloading said location to Batman's suit all at once: I think they can do that for you.
Batman, relents and flows away from the computer and walks away from the Young Justice team: Superman, with me. Red Tornado, continue the debriefing.
Tucker, currently in an internet cafe sipping on boba after acquiring some money, chewing and furiously tapping away at his PDA: ...I may have bitten off more than I can chew, here.
Tucker, looking up when someone sat down in relatively hidden (and by that he means square in the corner) booth and choking on his boba to see the Batman and Superman sitting across from his casually:
Batman, when the unknown he was looking for was literally a 14-year-old currently staring at the both of them in shock with a PDA held together by a mass amount of tape, determination and probable hope: Narrows eyes and stares at Superman.
Superman, currently ordering off of the menu: Raises hands with an innocent expression What? We're at a cafe, might as well?
Batman, staring at him for a solid few minutes, before also ordering something off of the menu:
Tucker, currently experiencing his life flashing before his eyes, but trying to play it off: Sips Boba.
(For your information by the way, Tucker got thrown to the DC universe and basically became a little shit by hacking into multiple places for literally no reason other than to have fun and fuck with people.)
#dc x dp#dp x dc#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc#dcxdp#Tucker's PDA is held together by a mass amount of tape#determination#and a wee bit o' hope#Just like my computer right now.#fun fact#That is the sole reason I got inspiration for this idea lol
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List of things I think Steph and Jason do as cousins.
Steph to a random woman in the Gala: My friend Jason told me he wants to kiss you (she's lying)
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Steph: Bro this dude can't take a no for an answer.
Jason: Gimme your phone
Steph: Here
Jason sending a voice message ( with his Red Hood voice ): I'm going to gut you.
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Steph getting in Jason's car after school: What's the occasion?
Jason: Nothing just was in the area, I'mma get you a ride home.
Steph, looking at the police car behind the: You're losing the cops aren't you?
Jason: You wanna go walking?
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Spoiler: C'mon Orphan don't stay behind me– Oh it's Red Hood– HOOD!
Red hood:
Red Hood: *gives her the middle finger*
Spoiler: *gives back*
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Red Hood sending her a picture of his new mask: Be honest.
Spoiler: You look like a knock off Phantom Of the Opera. Like you took his mask and painted in red and then attached to a helmet.
Red Hood: Holy shit Spoiler you could just said "bad".
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Steph: How is the girlfriends?
Jason: How are your grades?
Steph: Fair enough.
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Steph: Fuck I haaaaate Mr. Johnson.
Jason: THIS MOTHERFUCKER STILL TEACHES?
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In a stake-out
Steph: What are you drinking?
Jason: Coffee.
Steph: Hey I want too–
Jason: Sure *licks the cup*
Steph:
Steph: You fucking piece of sh–
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Jason: You're going to the Gala?
Steph: I'll go if you go.
Jason: Yeah but are you going?
Steph: I'll go. If you. go.
Jason: motherfucker ARE YOU GOING?
Steph: I SAID–
Jason: YOU SAID THE SAME SHIT LAST TIME–
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Spoiler dialing Red Hood number: Shitshitshitshitshitshit-
Orphan: He's breathing.
Spoiler: Fuck thank god *erases it*
#batfamily shenaningans#Batfamily#batfam#Jason & Steph#Jason Todd#Stephanie Brown#Red Hood#Spoiler#cousincore#they're cousins your honor#DO NOT TAG THIS SHIT AS SHIP
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stumbled across ur blog and love ur writing sm!! i have such a thing for pathetic yanderes…. ty for ur service 🙏🙏🙏
wouldn’t it be funny if hero reader and dr. seraph met at some random place outside of hero’s “working hours”?? like what if they both just happen to be waiting in the hour line DMV line and hero reader is in their casual clothes (sweats or something) and notices first and is like shitshitshitshitshitshit LOLLLLL
It's an honor for me to serve the fans of pathetic yanderes 🫡
I realize that I didn’t specify it in the first part of Dr. Seraph story, but he actually never got thrown in jail! Also, in my head, this world has cartoon superhero logic, so no one can recognize Dr. Seraph when he is not in his crazy scientist attire. So in this situation I imagine Vincent being the one recognizing the hero, either it’s because he had stalked them before or their identity is widely known. Despite that, your idea has so much potential for funny and awkward moments, I love it!
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He had lost count on how long he had been waiting. 40 minutes? One hour? He didn’t really care anymore. Compared to his criminal life, waiting in line at the DMV was a pleasant breeze. Thinking of the breeze, he had luckily brought his white cardigan, which now protected him from the morning cold.
His fingers mindlessly ran over the golden feathers embroidered on the sleeves as he stared at some rocks on the ground, lost in thought.
“Excuse me?”
A voice called out to him. Pulled from his reverie, Vincent turned his head while answering.
“Y-yes?”
That’s when he was met with you. The love of his life hero who has been fighting him and his boss for years. There you were, in your civilian clothes, waiting in the same line as him!
OH SHIT, SHIT, SHIT, SHIT. WHAT ARE THEY DOING HERE? DID THEY RECOGNIZE ME? AAAAAAAAAAH!
Many more obscenities were silently screamed in his mind as he stared at you, his face quickly turning red as a tomato. He was so absorbed by his internal panic that he didn’t even register what you had told him. You were surely warning him to not make any sudden moves and to put his hands up.
“I’m s-so sorry, b-but I didn’t quite catch what you said…”
“I just wanted to tell you that I really like your cardigan, the embroidery on the sleeves are so cute.” Your eyes darted away from him and he swore your face got a little flushed as you repeated yourself.
Was he hallucinating? Did the years of working with toxic chemicals finally affected his brain? He stood there, his mouth agape. If you hadn't noticed how red the man was before, you surely did notice now.
“I love your sweatpants!” He blurted out.
There was an awkward silence for a few milliseconds, as Vincent realized the words that had flown out of his mouth, “N-Not em everyone can pull them off…”
“Really?” You chuckle gently, “I’m glad you think so… Actually when I saw your cute outfit I got a little self conscious about my “no effort day” fit.”
“What?! But you always look good no matter what you wea— I mean, I’m sure you do… not that I would know eh eh…”
Wow, he was really making it worse for himself wasn’t he? At that moment, he wanted to sink into the ground and disappear… Now that he thought about it, he should try to create something that allows him to do that.
After some more chatting, you shook his hand and excused yourself for bothering him. He told you not to be sorry and that he was happy he got to talk to you, for no particular reason of course.
As Vincent continued to wait for his turn to come up, he opened and closed his fist. He mentally noted to scrape off the bit of your DNA that was left on his palm, back at his laboratory, as a souvenir.
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I hope you didn’t mind me slightly switching things up and liked my response! 🙏🏻
#yandere#yandere x gn reader#yandere male#yandere oc#yandere drabble#tw yandere#sub!yandere#sub yandere#yandere villain#gn reader#x gn reader#yandere x reader#yandere x darling#My oc-Vincent#My oc-Dotor Seraph#answered#answered asks
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Could we get a fic where the reader is a simp for buggy? Like he overhears them
omg YES! sorry for the wait, I'm not quite satisfied with how it turned out but I still hope you'll enjoy. 💕
Synopsis: Is it just your imagination, or is your captain flirting with you?
Warnings: Tiny bit of insecure Buggy, but otherwise none.
Tags: GN! Reader, a bit of Misunderstanding, not proofread, Reader is downbad for the clown just like me tbh
"And for my next trick, I need a volunteer from the audience!"
The whole circus tent fell dead silent, all hostaged villagers facing the ground in hope not to be chosen. You sat among them, arms crossed in front of your chest and laid back on the chair as Buggy scanned the room.
Actually you had been ordered to keep an eye on your victims, but instead your gaze was permalocked on your captain - especially now that he had tossed away his coat.
Damn.
You bit your lip at the sight of Buggy's skin shimmering softly under the spotlight, highlighting how his muscles flexed as he confidently strode from row to row.
Oh, the things you'd to for him to take off some more clothes...
The clown came to a halt, clearly announcing something yet you were too caught up in some very impure fantasies to notice.
"What's wrong, Y/N? Stagefright?"
The prisoners insincere laugh started at your crewmate's sign, and you automatically went along with it, even though your mind was still currently stuck with adoring this trademark smile of his that made your knees weak even while sitting...
...wait- what the hell did he just say?!
"Y/N?" A severed hand floated in front of your face, waving frantically as it startled you out of your daydream. The man it belonged to followed shortly after, sounding almost worried. "You're alright over here?"
"I- uh, me?" you pointed to yourself with a puzzled expression, all flabbergasted at the situation you suddenly found yourself in. "Why me?"
"You'll see." Buggy winked and you already felt like fainting, dear god how were you supposed to assist him with anything when you couldn't even string together a whole sentence in his presence?
And yet the clown was stubbornly persistent in his demand.
When waving you over wouldn't suffice, he simply grabbed your wrist and practically dragged you from your seat and into the spotlight, his bright grin never faltering.
What shenanigan did he had in mind this time? And why would he want you of all people to help him out?
"A great applause for Y/N - tonight's top act!" You rose an eyebrow, knowing Buggy hated to share the spotlight, let alone give it to someone else...
...yet before you could end your pondering, Buggy took your hand as be bowed down to your height, kissing your knuckles as he looked up to you with an intense stare.
ShitshitshitshitshitSHIT!
Your mind went completely blank, stomach filling to the brim with metaphorical butterflies that made you wanna puke.
The act didn't even start and you already wanted the earth to swallow you before he'd become aware of the effect you had on him.
Buggy's eyes never left yours even when he spinned on his heels and strolling towards a giant wheel. "Our dear Y/N is a very skilled fighter, I'll have you know" he explained and you wondered what it was he wanted to imply...
...until he commanded two of the other performers to strap him to the wheel. "What kind of pirate would I be if I don't prove my fearlessness?"
Does he want you to do what you think he wants you to do? Is he for real?! Fuck, is he crazy? Of course he kinda is, you know him long enough to be sure of that - but does he have a deathwish or something?!
You were mentally debating whether to listen to your fight or flight instinct, however you decided to just walk up and confront him at least about the current matter.
"C-Captain, I can't-"
"Shh." A sole finger of his covered your lips to keep you from refusing. "This is gonna be great. I trust you with my life, sweetheart"
Your eyes widened for a split second as the nickname dropped from his mouth, but before you could make sense of it Buggy pointed somewhere to shoo you away. "The knives are on the barrel next to the entrance...
...Oh, and Y/N? Believe in yourself."
Gosh, hopefully people think you're sweating so much because of the headlights.
Maybe it is a test, you contemplated as you examined the blade in your hand, trying to get a good grip before starting the action. Not exactly a throwing knife, but it'll suffice.
Yeah, you haven't really been useful up until now, at least when it came to the circus.
Of course you worked as hard as everyone else and no one rushed you to find a talent you could show off in here, but sometimes it felt as if you were just not as special as the rest of the crew.
"They'll never understand your worth, Y/N - but I do."
Buggy's words echoed in your head, lifting up your spirits as you remembered the day your paths crossed. Like many of his crew you were an outcast, lonely and misunderstood - until he came along and reduced the town that abused you all those years into rubble and ashes.
Yes, he indeed saved you from a meaningless life. Gave you a home, a family, a purpose. And you'd do everything he'd ask of you to at least repay a fraction of this tremendous debt.
Buggy the Clown was your hero, your idol...
...and the man you had fallen head over heels for from the very start.
You took a deep breath, earning a proud nod of your superior as your stance became serious.
The first knive hit the right side of his forearm. Five more to go.
"C'mon, don't be so soft on me, love. I know you can go closer without doing any harm." Ugh. Your crush sometimes really made you forget how insufferable he can be.
Another, this time right between his legs. "Now that's more like it" he cackled, nervously adding "Be careful with that part, though. Still need it, if you know what I mean."
Would he shut up already instead of making you even more jittery?! Focus, Y/N, focus!
The remaining knives plunged into the wooden wheel easily. One by his foot, one next to his head, one right between his spead fingers.
Buggy wordlessly gesticulated as far as his restrained self could, and you immediately understood - you didn't like the suggestion, however.
Loud gasps mixed with horrified screams as your last blade had pierced his abdomen right in the middle...
...just for him to put himself together as if nothing happened, rushing to your side again through all the turmoil.
You nudged his side, unusually straightforwards for your standards. "I could've hurt you, killed even, idiot!" you scolded him quiet enough that only his ears would perceive.
"Childsplay" he whispered back, and only now you realized just how close his face was to yours. "I just needed to split myself in two before your knive would."
"How could you be so sure about it?"
"I'm an expert at human nature" he bragged cheekily, "And a great duo like us should know each other inside out, right?"
What? A duo, you and him?
Just a few minutes before you were certain that the captain was indifferent to your existence, asides from your function in his crew...
...if only you knew that your feelings for him were the complete opposite of onesided - Buggy was just way more discrete.
Out of a whim, Buggy kissed your cheek before twirling you around., presenting you to the audience one last time. "Another applause for Y/N, our new shining star!" he cheered along with your crewmates, squeezing your hand and bowing down together...
...only for you to flee the scene as soon as your captain released you.
The show went on for another few minutes, with Buggy unable to concentrate ever since you ran away before he could even react.
Of course your crewmates knew very well what was going on. Your not-so-secret crush was basically known amongst the whole team except for the man in question. But they had promised you to keep it to themselves - and honestly, they knew better than to involve themselves into their emotionally instable captain's private life.
After all deeds of the evening were done, the clown rushed backstage, ignoring the celebrating crew inviting him for drinks.
As if he could even think to enjoy himself before making sure you were alright!
"Did I do something wrong?" he still wondered, since all of his efforts were with only the utmost best intent. Maybe he went a little overboard, though.
"Calm down already, would you?" Buggy stopped in his tracks when he heared Cabaji's voice - out of your dressing room.
After he finally got so close to you tonight, this felt like a punch to the gut.
"How can I ever be calm again?!" you blurted out in response, and your captain couldn't help but eavesdrop what this is about.
"He kissed me" you continued, "I-I mean on the cheek, but that counts, right?" Dramatically throwing your hands into the air, you began frantically rubbing your still hot face. "I can never look at him again, ahh!"
Oh.
Guilt started creeping into his heart, alongside an ache that was all too familiar.
How could he have been so blind?
Of course you were just as repulsed and afraid of him as anyone else would. What was he thinking, kissing you just like that? It was the heat of the moment paired with months of unrequited longing, but nonetheless unexcusable.
He needs to apologize and make up for this, no matter how...
...but then, he heared Cabaji's answer.
"Wasn't this exactly what you wanted, though?" Your friend leaned against a wardrobe, half-irritatedly adding "Seriously, I can't listen to you vent about this little crush any longer. Just confess and get it over with, damnit!"
"Little? That's the understatement of the year!" you blurted out, grabbing the green man by the shoulders and shaking him softly. "I swear, this is getting out of hand. If the captain would ask me to suck him off while he's sitting on his throne, I'd gladly accept."
"Ugh, way too much detail" Cabaji shuddered, making you cackle with a bit of glee. "I'll never get this image out of my head."
"Can you blame me?" Without even being aware, your frown turned into a smile as soon as you began talking about Buggy. "The captain is so handsome. He's strong, talented, funny, and incredibly charming as well!"
"...if you're gonna start your usual dialogue, I'd rather leave" he retorted, already picking up and swinging onto his unicycle. "Want to join us, get a drink or something to cheer you up?"
"No, I'm fine dwelling in my self-made misery, thank you." Cabaji smirked at those words, patting your back as means of comfort befor exiting. "Dramaqueen. See you later!"
"Bye." You forced yourself to crack a smile for the man, nodding at him mutely as if to say "I'm gonna be okay."
However, it didn't take long after he left until another knock at your door made you jump.
"Forgot something?" you assumed it was Cabaji again, because who else could you expect while everyone else was partying right now?
No answer.
Sighing, you cocked your head to the direction oft the entrance, ready to cuss someone out...
...and ultimatively almost falling when you saw who was really lurking in the doorframe.
"C-Captain!" you almost yelled in shock, covering your mouth instantly afterwards, out of embarassment.
A smile tugged on the edge of Buggy's lips, his tone unusual gentle as he sheepishly let himself in. "The one and only."
"What-" you stumbled across every syllable, very awkwardly trying to act cool yet panicking on the inside. "Umm, what are you doing here? Drank too much and got lost again? Hahaha...oh god."
Your anxiety skyrocketed with every second passing that he failed to answer - instead chuckling softly at your cringeworthy joke.
"Nope" the clown finally answered, casually dropping down on the bench right next to you. "I'm exactly where I want to be."
"Wh-" Hesitating if you truly wanted to hear the answer, you took a deep breath to get at least a fraction of the composure he'd always, unknowingly, easily stole from you back. "Did you hear us talk?"
"Huh? No, why?" Buggy acted clueless to spare you the embarassment - but oh, if only you knew what thrill was boiling inside of him because of your earlier words. "Badmouthing your captain maybe?"
He winked and you felt yourself tremble in both excitement and relief. "Haha, never! We respect you way too much for that."
Yeah, you still have a chance to not fuck this up entirely!
"What else did you come here for, then?"
The pirate would look anywhere but your eyes, grabbing a random item from the shelf to fidget with, in order to calm then nerves. "Just wanted to congratulate you on the marvellous performance."
"Oh, most of it wasn't my work, right?" Not daring to look at him, you nervously rubbed the back of your head. "I-I mean I could only shine because your light shines so brightly"
Ohmygodwhatthehelldidyoujustsay?! This is the worst...
...or is it?
Stroking his ego like this is dangerous if you intended to keep your pants on tonight, or so he thought.
"My dear, I guarantee you: Together our star shines even brighter as the sun." Buggy would take both of your hands into his much bigger ones, his watercolor eyes scanning your face for any reaction. "As matter of fact, I want you to always be at my side from now on."
In the show, right? RIGHT?!
A chill ran down your spine when you felt Buggy's warm breath on your ear, his lips only inches away from yours. "What are you thinking about, love?"
Hellshitfuckohmygodisthisreallyhappening?!
"...you did hear us."
Even though he found your little pout adorable, Buggy couldn't help the outburst of laughter, seemingly enjoying your annoyance to the effect he had on you...
...well, it certainly fits his character. Asshole.
"Maybe so." A mixture of mischief and genuine joy was written on his face, managing to turn your frown into an almost-smile. "Would it be that bad?"
"Depends on-"
The man wouldn't even leave time to finish your answer before he pulled you into his lap, now grinning from ear to ear.
"You know, maybe it's time for a more private aftershow-party..."
#buggy#buggy / reader#buggy x you#buggy opla#opla#one piece netflix#one piece#self insert#writing#oneshot#fanfiction#anon#request
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[Witness the Arai freaking out.]
shitshitshitshitshitshit.
with mikey's situation... now Lee is a regular turtle...
-@araimahou
{Mikey is still in his bat form, and is still really warm.}
Mmmmmmmmm~.
'"=~="'
[Sorry if you sent this hours ago. The internet has been out since noon yesterday. And my main phone died sometime last night, so my Hotspot went down with it. My phone is now on the charger, and I'm now feeding off of my mom's Hotspot for the next hour or so while my phone changes. :/]
#people ask mikey#rp narration chat#vampire mikey! 🦇#vamp talk! 🧛♂️#sick mikey 🤒#delusional mikey 🥴#ooc talks
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Hes right there RAAAH
shitshitshitshitshitshit
YEEAAAAAAHHH!! APEX PREDATOR!!!! (was nearly eaten twice)
💀👍
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why tf is there some pink knockoff Cupid looking woman on my ‘for you’-
she looks like a bitch
His eyes widen.
shitshitshitshitshitshit
Stay away from her. She is a bitch.
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I may be mute, half deaf and soon to be half blind thanks to the stupid flu, but as I was resting my eyes I had a ~vision~ so here's Olli helping Aleksi try... something for the first time ever before a show. Aleksi is reluctant, but why oh why? 😌
just something quick and simple for change, hope you enjoy it 💕
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"So, what do you say?"
"No, thanks."
"Come on now, be a sport."
"No."
"Aleksiiiiiiiiiiiii."
"I said no!"
"Everyone else has some! You can't look like the odd one out."
"Tommi doesn't have any!"
"Yeah, Joonas is working on that– Aleksi, please."
"Nuh-uh."
"I swear I'll make it look nice."
At long last Aleksi got bored of Olli's begging, rolled his eyes and kept his mouth shut. He was not that easily persuadable, thank you very much; he wanted to stay faithful to his own, unique style, and if that made him 'the odd one out', then so be it. It was non-negotiable.
Or it would have been, if he hadn't then made the faithful mistake of allowing his eyes wander away from his phone and glance at Olli's direction.
The black pencil swirled in between his fingers skillfully like the drumstick between Aleksi's own. The smile on his lips was small but full of sincerity, just like everything in Olli was. It took him exactly two seconds to break down.
"Fine. But if I hate it, I'll wash it off."
"No need to," Olli grinned, his self-satisfaction shining across the room, "I'm the best eyeliner artist in the entire band. Joonas wishes his wings looked as symmetrical as mine."
Olli patted the spot next to him on the backstage sofa, his smile shifting – subtly, but still – from warm and friendly to more smug and somewhat unreadable; it gave Aleksi shivers as he walked towards Olli.
Okay, perhaps preferring his own stylistical choices wasn't the only reason Aleksi was hesitant about the experiment. Perhaps he was also just a little nervous about Olli getting as close to him as the operation would require. Perhaps he got a little shaky when he imagined feeling Olli's breathing on his face or, god forbid, on his lips (which craved Olli enough as it was).
Perhaps the sole thought terrified Aleksi to the bone.
Sitting down next to Olli, he flashed his friend a weak smile that probably did nothing to hide his anxiousness. Olli's own softened then, and he reached his hand to rub Aleksi's knee gently.
"Right, let's start with the lids. I need you to look down."
Aleksi did as he was told and lowered his gaze to his lap. A fond smile appeared on his lips almost instantly when he looked at his own nails and the crumbled black nailpolish on them. That was another one of Olli's stupid (actually genius) ideas; that time, instead of a sweetly innocent smile, it had taken a few glasses of spiked Mountain Dew for Aleksi to give in. He wasn't sure if black nailpolish was something he'd adopt to his day-to-day style, but seeing the excitement on Olli's face had been the experiment. The tongue sticking out of Olli's mouth as he had concentrated on painting his nails as carefully as he could was kinda cute too.
With his thoughts drifting, Aleksi had barely noticed Olli finishing his left eyelid already.
"Keep looking down. I'm gonna do both sides at the same time."
"Mmh-hmm," Aleksi hummed in response. Olli's hand brushed the side of his nose. Aleksi closed his eyes.
The pencil tickled his eyelid, urging him to move, but Olli's other hand sneaking at the back of his neck made him freeze instead.
"Sorry. I hope my hand's not too cold. I just... need you to stay still," Olli chukled in a low voice that created an unbearable sense of intimacy. Despite his nerves, Aleksi was glad he had stayed behind with Olli when the others had gone out in the heat for some sight-seeing.
"Trying," he mumbled, not sure if he was supposed to be speaking either.
"Try harder. You're shaking like a leaf on a tree."
Shitshitshitshitshitshit.
"Am not."
"Like a scared little kitty cat." Albeit having his eyes closed, Aleksi knew exactly what kind of smug smile was painted on Olli's lips.
"Am not!"
Olli took the pencil off Aleksi's lids and laughed. Although he was now free to open them again, Aleksi decided to merely listen to the quiet giggles, hoping to get lost in their melody and the memories they contained.
Before he was even given the chance, Olli brought him back to the present in his stupid (or stupidly charming) Olli way by touching the tip of Aleksi's nose.
"Boop! Now the lower lids. Eyes open."
Olli's eyes were already looking straight into his. The light from the window next to the sofa made them look like kaleidoscopes reflecting all the shades of blue that existed in the world: the stormy ocean, the pond by Aleksi's summer place, the cornflowers, the bilberries, the night sky.
Aleksi wondered what Olli saw in his, if anything.
"You ready?" Olli asked, never breaking their eyecontact. Aleksi just nodded.
The hand resting in Aleksi's neck, to which he had gotten so used to know that he was dreading the moment Olli would retreat it, shifted when Olli lifted his other hand back to Aleksi's face. It made Aleksi flinch instinctively.
"Woops! Easy now." Olli's thumb rubbed against Aleksi's neck. Aleksi felt completely helpless.
"Stay still, unless you want this thing in your eye," Olli ordered, placing his hand on Aleksi's cheek.
"Should I look up?"
Please say yes. I can't bear the sight of your bright, adorably focused eyes any longer.
"If you want to. But it works just fine like this too. As long as you don't make any sudden movements."
Aleksi was not in the headspace to be taking responsibility of his own decisions.
Olli took his sweet time colouring under Aleksi's eye, and Aleksi took his own as he counted Olli's eyelashes; his long, beautiful eyelashes Aleksi had always admired, even if he hadn't always understood why.
Olli must have noticed he was staring, for his own gaze kept flickering between Aleksi's eye and his artwork. The confident smile was long gone from his lips, which were not parted instead as he drew the last strokes before moving on to the other eye with no warning.
"Almost finished," Olli said so quietly that Aleksi wasn't sure whether he was talking to Aleksi or himself.
Olli began drawing again, and Aleksi resumed his task of studying his diamond eyes. Time after time, the blue in them found Aleksi's; time after time, they held his gaze for a little longer than the last time. Each time made Aleksi's heart beat faster and his watch tick slower, making Aleksi worry which one would dismantle itself first – and which would be a greater loss in the grand scheme of things.
"Done," Olli suddenly said, his voice more close to a whisper, but instead of letting Aleksi go of his gentle touch, the hand at the back of the neck stayed exactly where it was, the way Olli's face stayed close to Aleksi's, inches away, eyes locked.
They looked at each other, had an entire wordless conversation with their eyes, or at least that's what it felt like to Aleksi when he stared into Olli's; questions left in the air waiting for an answer, answers to be read in between the lines. Realizations. Confessions.
The conversation took another turn when Olli closed his eyes and kissed him.
With their mouths working together, Aleksi didn't wait for Olli's orders. He leaned in without Olli needing to lead him, grasped his neck although he was going nowhere, and when his lungs ran out of air, he parted their lips to gasp some, only to reunite them again a second later.
If Olli's eyes were everything blue in the universe, Olli's lips were all the soft things the Earth held: your bed on a Sunday morning (and just as heavenly), a piece of marshmallow floating on hot chocolate (and just as sweet), a ruby-red rose petal (and just as fragile, somehow). Aleksi couldn't get enough of them, and he let Olli know so.
Familiar voices echoing from behind the backstage door forced them to finally withdraw. Aleksi almost laughed how he was as reluctant about letting go of Olli as he had been about sitting next to him just a few moments ago.
"Well well well, look who's finally come to his senses! Looking damn fine, eyeliner suits you," Joonas smiled upon seeing Olli's work on Aleksi's eyes. "Tommi, you're up next!"
"In your dreams," the man grumbled, earning a choir of giggles erupting in the room.
Realising he was yet to see his new look himself, Aleksi walked to the whole-body mirror resting against the wall in one corner of the room. He hadn't quite yet formed an opinion himself when Olli's face appeared on his shoulder, smiling at him through the mirror.
"It does look great on you."
"If you say so."
Perhaps he could get used to it.
When Aleksi was finished studying his own reflection, his eyes shifted to meet Olli's, whose hand had sneaked to rest on Aleksi's hip.
"Wanna try some eyeshadow next?" Olli winked at him.
#blind channel fanfiction#blind channel rpf#ollixallu#i said i had a vision but actually i've been playing with this idea for a loooooooooooooooong time#i wrote this on tumblr as to not be distracted so apologies for silly typos and other errors#proof-reading my own writing is still not something i do. unfortunately#random tumblr ficlets by theflyingfeeling
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Kremy… I don’t want to alarm you but right now your husband is talking with the Baron… and is not exactly a casual chat.
shitshitshitshitSHITSHIT
#posts from the carnivale#ask a gator#legends of avantris#once upon a witchlight#kremy lecroux#whispers of the void
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shitshitshitshitshitshit the bird babies went to Kentucky Fried Chicken
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JUNI!!!!
Shitshitshitshitshitshit
*He has severe burns on his neck where the collar was, along with claw marks that are probably from his desperate attempts to get the thing off.*
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After making a bunch of racket to (hopefully) draw every townie in the factory down to the main floor and away from the loading dock, it's time for Cherry and Tyler to scramble for safety and Dawson to pied piper the townies out of town.
Shitshitshitshitshitshit— We got a fast one.
#i always forget how fast they are 😵💫#rebuild a city#ts4bacc#2_11#ts4#ts4 gameplay#dawson kelley#tyler fuentes#cherry woodard#townies!
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shitshitshitshitshitshit oh my god what do you MEAN blocked users do not transfer to a sideblog?????? .........oh I am so fucked rip in piss
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Strong - Septic/Egotober Day 15
Tw: Gun shot, removing bullet by self (don't do that)
Egotober: Strong
Septictober: Gunshot and Self done first aid (sorta)
Word Count: 275
Shitshitshitshitshitshit. Jackie presses his hand hard into his side as he manages to pull himself through his apartment window.
He grunts as he lands on his floor but sighs as the safety of his home washes over him. Before promptly being reminded of the bullet in his side.
God, he hopes it didn’t hit anything vital.
He manages to get himself up before making his way to his bathroom and pulling the first aid kit that Henrik put together for him out from under the sink.
He removes his hoodie and tank top wincing, knowing he’ll need to stitch up his hoodie tonight on top of himself.
He pulls out a pair of tweezers from the box adjusts himself so he can see in the mirror and carefully begins digging in his side, hoping to beat his advanced healing so it won't get stuck in there.
He bites his lip hard enough to draw blood as he bites back any and all sounds of pain and he has to stop to grab a towel to bite down on before continuing.
When he finally gets a hold, he almost has to yank it out with how it had begun healing around it.
But it’s out, and now he can patch himself up, it’ll scar over in a few days anyway. But he’s going to need to take it easy and eat a lot.
But he knows he won't get so lucky. There’s too much corruption, to many people getting hurt and too many people scared to protect.
But that's okay, he’ll do it for them, for them and his brothers. He’s the strong one after all.
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Turns you into giratina - magic anon
FUCK
nonononononono
NONONONONONO
I WAS LYING!!! YOU'RE GONNA GET ME KILLED!!!
shitshitshitshitshitshit how much is this gonna last for
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