#sorry for yapping so much i cant help it

[self-indulgentmanic]

Hii oomfiee! I know that you usually draw death mark memes and shitpost but can i request saya comforting hanahiko?

Very comforting words from Saya Kujou

[spineless-lobster]

The way thanatos watches the styx because he sees it as competition, especially because it brings zagreus back instead of him and the way patroclus sits by the lethe fighting the urge to drink his sorrows away and failing on occasion is something that can be soooooo personal

[puppyeared]

i wrote this as a joke because I wanted to strangle a guy watching tiktoks without headphones on the bus, but im genuinely disturbed that we've gotten to a point where convenience comes first. and it depresses me even more that its used to justify and monetize greed

[melloneah]

2 days till my final exam rant in tags sorry i gotta let it spill somewhere 😭

[deadcrowcalling]

me remembering exams start next week

[cameronmitchelljohn]

i opened ibispaint and didnt realize i did a drawinf last night and saw this and. i kind of fw it ?!?!?!?!?!

like how do half my nicest sketches come from when im half asleep 😞

[obsidianbaby]

But that's what I love about you

synopsis - you always get told you're too loud and that your laugh is incredibly annoying but that's what your boyfriend chris loves about you the most

warnings/notes - NONE!! pure fluff, established relationship with chris, some pets names but like get over it ?

a/n - i loveddddd writing this request i had so much funnnn thank you sm @presleyanswrites

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The boys are pacing around the living room getting ready to go out to film a car video and chris notices you sulking on the couch.

"hey babe are you coming with us?" Chris asks from the kitchen looking over at you. Your face buried in your phone reading through comments on the last youtube video you featured in with the triplets.

"omg she's so fucking annoying"

"dont know how chris can put up with her"

"if i had her as a gf i would want to kms"

"her laugh tho? yikes"

"they must be so sick of her fr"

"how to fix my eardrums after hearing her yap the whole video no borax no glue"

chris noticing the sad look on your face, he wonders over to the couch and takes a seat beside you, resting his head in the crook of your neck. You continue to doom scroll through the comments, not being able to take your eyes off of the public hate flooding the internet.

"babyyyyyy" chris says softly against your neck.

"hmm?" you say not taking your eyes off of the screen.

"did ya hear me?" he asks, softly brushing the hair out of your face.

"no sorry, what did you say?"

"are you gonna come film with us? want you there with us tonight." he says sweetly, wrapping his arms around you pulling you against him.

"um... no i think i'll skip this one" you say quietly.

"what? you cant!!" Nick shouts from the kitchen.

you immediatley look up at nick and matt standing in the kitchen looking over at you and chris sitting on the couch.

"no it's okay guys i think i'll just go to bed or something" putting your phone down on your lap, the screen still open.

Matt and nick nod at you and start walking towards the stairs to the garage door.

"meet ya down there chris" Matt shouts as they disappear down the stairs.

"yeah guys i'll be there in a minute" chris says back. He sits up and turns his body towards you on the couch, "what's wrong baby?" chris asks searching your face.

"nothing chris im okay, just tired." you lie, looking down at your lap where your phone sits. Chris follows your gaze and sees your phone open on your lap and he looks back at you.

"whats going on hmm?" chris asks softly, reaching his hand to lift your chin to face him and he sees the emptiness in your puffy eyes. "have you been crying baby what's wrong?" he asks rubbing his hand against your cheek.

"it's nothing dont worry about it, go and film your video chris i'll probably be in bed when you get home" you say looking into his eyes, you can see the concerned look painted across his face and it melts your heart, you feel guilty about him wasting his time here with you instead of having fun with his brothers.

"listen, you can't lie to me like that you know how well i can read you," he starts, cupping your face in his hands bringing your face closely to his and he plants a gentle kiss on your forehead, "now tell me what's going on i wanna help"

you close your eyes enjoying the soft embrace of his warm hands holding your heavy head and you let out a heavy sigh trying to collect your words without breaking out in a sob.

But chris is right in the way he can read you and he instantly pulls you into him and you bury your face against his chest, your tears starting to fall.

"its okay baby im here i've got you" he says rubbing your back in soft circles, "tell me when you're ready okay? i wont force you to talk about it if you dont want to okay?"

you nod into his chest and take a few deep breaths collecting yourself before you back up to look into his eyes, "i just feel like people don't want to see me with you guys. like in your videos... I don't think they like me that much..."

Chris nods and looks towards your phone sitting in your lap, "whats going on hm? you wanna show me?"

you hesitate fumbling your phone in your hands before you sigh and hand it over to him. He takes the time to read the disgusting comments glaring from your phone screen, the same that are still swimming in your mind.

he shakes his head and closes the app, putting your phone down behind him.

"you know none of that is true, right?" he says, reaching out to wipe the silent tears now strolling down your cheeks.

"but its not just a couple comments here and there, so many people are saying the same shit. That I'm too loud, that my laugh is annoying, that i talk too much, that you guys must be fed up with me i just feel so disgusting and embarrassed."

chris's eyes sadden at your words and he sighs looking down shaking his head, "i know dating a content creator must be difficult for you baby, there's always going to be people who have nothing but negative and hurtful shit to say but they don't matter."

"but they're right chris, your fans aren't the only people who've said im too much for them, i've been told that im too much my whole life.." you say hiding your face in your hands.

Chris gently holds your hands and pulls them away from your face holding them in his as he looks into your eyes.

"yet you're here with me right now. and you know what? you're not too much, not for nick, not for matt, and especially not for me. I love you and i love how outgoing and loud you are." he says smiling sweetly at you.

"but-" you start but chris interrupts you.

"but that's what i love the most about you. I love your contagious laugh, i love the way you can freely share your thoughts and opinions without hesitation. You're perfect for me and my heart would break if you ever tried to dim your light because of jealous assholes hiding behind their screens on the internet." he says smiling at you.

you sigh, knowing your boyfriend is right. he chose you. and he's choosing to give his undivided attention to you right now to make sure you feel better and to show you how much you mean to him.

"i love you...." he says looking at you waiting for a response.

"i love you too chris. i appreciate you so much you know that." you say meeting his eyes. he presses his forehead against yours and the two of you stay like that for a moment.

he pulls away and looks at you a stupid grin on his face, "of course you love me i'm the best" and you giggle at him shaking your head.

"i wouldn't go that far..." you say teasingly and he gasps pretending to act offended making you laugh. man he always knows how to make you feel better.

Chris's phone suddenly vibrates, an incoming call from nick coming up on his screen and he looks at it and answers it quickly, "yeah nick im coming okay be down in a minute" and he hangs up pocketing his phone.

"its okay if you still want to stay home baby it's up to you but just so you know, the three of us want you there yeah?"

"i know... I think i'm still going to stay home, probably watch a movie."

"sounds good baby, i'll text you okay?" chris says pulling you into a big hug and he sprinkles a bunch of kisses all over your face.

"see you soon" you say as you watch your boyfriend get up and walk towards the stairs to the garage.

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a/n - first fluffffffff let me know what y'all think!! sorry if you hate the pet names "baby" and "babe" i literally cannot stand y/n so i try really hard not to use it okok thank you for reading mwah!! xx

dts - @jnkvivi @bigbeefybitch @loud-sturniolos @d44rla @stuniolvs @stasiesturn @moeberry @sturniolocamper @thatssocancelled @bitchydragonparadise @crazy-people-are-here

[v1x3n]

ฅ^•⩊•^ ฅ - STALKER KONIG

konig ⸝⸝ navigation ୨୧ tags : noncon, smut

୨୧ 𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴 : hes just a needy, pathetic little boy who has a crush on you!!

stalkerkonig whos been following you for some time, lurking around the corner of that lil cafe you went too, sitting across from you in the bar, dancing too close to you during while in the club - hoping you'd get sloppy and decide to thrust on him or something. he knew you were the type to do that, he had seen you give head to strangers and had seen your search history.

stalkerkonig who breaks into your house late at night, njot caring if you wake up or not. jacking off next to you - or if your out he would hump your pillow, moaning and grunting your name in utter satifaction.

stalkerkonig who knew you knew about him which made him hornier. it made him leak his boxers in precum, it made him love you even more.

stalkerkonig who would sneek into your waldrobe at night to hear you getting fucked and pounded by someone else or just to hear you using little toys on yourself. small dildos in and out of your pretty cunt as he would thrust his cock in and out of his hand slowly - thoughts filling his head as he wonders how you would act if it was his cock as a replacement. if you would cum and get this slutty and whine this much over that tiny dildo, he would wonder how much you would love his girthy, thick dick.

stalkerkonig who decided one night to sneak into your house a little later than normal, around 2 am. he knew you wouldnt have anyone around - but it doesnt matter if it did - he also knew you would be asleep.

stalkerkonig who stands above your delaqute,tiny sleeping body and smooths his finger along your chin and jawline. he adjusts your shirt so he can see your perky nipples - as if he could get any harder he does. he would oull your slutty shorts down to your ankles - following by your cute panties.

stalkerkonig who glides his hand along your abdomen and your thighs while pulling his cock out of his pants, thebounce as it comes out he could feel the precum spurting out slowly. he pulls your legs apart and slowly thrusts himself into you

stalkerkonig who slowly fucks into you, groaning as he does so. when he sees you awaken he goes faster, getting more turned on by the second. you squirm and try to get away as he gets rougher - probably ripping you a little with his massive cock.

“stay still, youll.. fuck ..youll hurt yourself”

“im…im sorry, but i have too” he grunts

stalkerkonig who overapoliges for his actions but he still cant help it- your scent, your whines,your moans and whimpers, your soft skin, your tight cunt: all of it drove him crazy , almost filling you by that factor.

stalkerkonig who ignores your pleas as his large hand covers your mouth,thrusting into you as you cum several times over his large size. whimpering and whining louder as the faster he gets, tha pain and pleasure mixing together as you gag while your eyes water and flow down your face.

stalkerkonig who mumbles things while one hand coversyour whining yap and the other trmbles up to your tits. nipping your nipples and squeezing your tits while letting his load mix with yours.

“sorry,sorry,sorry,sorry”

“your a good slut arent you.”

“cumming for a stranger, such a whore”

stalkerkonig who uses a mixture of degrading, priase and just guilt through his words.finally stopping after an hour of two of pure daze and cumming into your tight cunt he pulls himself out of you and carrses hyour face.

stalkerkonig who smirks at your blurry eyes while his fingers glide from your nipples to your clit. flicking it while your moans grow under his big hand. squirming under his large frame as you whine loud, muffled and your crys getting softer.

stalkerkonig who plays with your clit to get you to cum once again, flicking and flumbling with it as he towers over your and kisses your forehead.

stalkerkonig who sees you how dazed your getting and gets faster- grunting at your whimpers, trying to not get another hard on. once you had passed out, he leaves. the memorys becoming a slow blur when you wake up - unknowing whether it was real or not, whether if it was all a wet dream or just your imagination.

[tyunzonlystar]

TAEHYUN’S VEINS AAAAA IMAGINE HIM CHOKING READER WHEN FUCKING HER AND THEY SUCK ON HIS THUMB 😭😭😭😭

good ideaaaa (sorry this is so late!!)

dom!taehyun, sub!reader, afab reader, choking, slight mention of spit and idk what else :)

Scenario 1:

Taehyun fucking you from behind while you whine into the sheets as he grips at your pretty waist. “Tyunnie too m-much” you whined but Taehyun just told you to shut your pretty mouth before he fucks it but of course you dont listen! You’re a brat ffs so you just whine and moan louder at how its too much, too big, fuck ‘m gonna cum! Please let me cum tyunnie. He gets so pissed off with you being loud he decides to just wrap his hand around your dainty throat and shoves his thumb into your mouth and presses his thumb on your tongue making spit dribble onto the sheets below you

scenario 2:

Taehyun has you on your back while he drills into your dripping pussy so so so good that you cant help but throw your head back into the sheets and taehyun takes this opportunity like hes never gonna have it again (ofc he is) and his hand flys to your throat for the first time and your eyes look up at confused on why hes choking you. But then all the memories of you two yapping when you were high about your kinks come back and you remember him asking you “do you like being choked?” And now you knew why he was doing it.. next thing you knew he was making you suck on his thumb but the most you could do was stare at his veins popping out of his arm and his head being tipped back as he jackhammered into you. “Fucking suck on my thumb you pathetic brat” that made you comply quickly

im so sorry this is rushed but i hope you like it❤️❤️

[bluecollarmcandtf]

Trying Them on for Size

My stepdad's eyes rolled back as my friend leapt into his body. Thanks to my distraction, he had a clear jump, and the possession was instant. The beer in his hand didn't even slip as a new guy took over the thick hunk of meet.

"Goddamn, this guy is big!" my stepdad's voice rumbled in uncharacteristic glee, "My arms feel like a ton heavier with all this muscle!"

"I...I cant believe it worked," I stammer, still processing the fact that Sam, my best friend, is inside Paul, my jerk of a stepfather.

Sam lifts a heavy arm and takes a whiff. "Wow, your dad smells rank! Does the pig shower much?" he groans and laughs, "What'd you say this idiot does again?"

"Mechanic, and he's not my dad," I answer, still trying to get over my nerves, "How's it feel...to be in him?"

"Man, he's so muscular and dense. I mean, I can feel how heavy he is, ya know? He's like really sweaty and kinda gross too, but I feel like I could beat the shit out of anyone right now!"

Sam takes a swig of Paul's beer, making the body look just like the alcoholic stepfather I knew and hated. Normally, I'd avoid the guy at all costs. He'd usually only speak to me in grunts, and that was only when he wasn't ignoring my existence. Now, Sam was using his mouth to yap off like an excited puppy.

I think Sam notices that I'm still a little tense, because he stops staring at his massive arms and puts the beer down. Paul's body steps right against me and grabs my hands as he looks down into my eyes. My stepdad would certainly never have done this before.

"How you doin, man?" Sam asks, but I can't help but feel like Paul is talking.

"Good," I lie, "This is just so surreal."

"Well, what do you want to see your old step daddy do for ya?" he asks playfully, "The jerk is at your whim, dude."

"I don't know..."

"Come on, sonny boy! Wanna watch as daddy Paul gets on his hands and knees and crawls to you?"

Sam pilots the muscular body to the floor, while staring longingly up at me with Paul's normally hateful gaze.

"Wanna see your big bad old man, stick out his tongue and lick your shoes?"

Before I can react, Paul...I mean Sam...has stuck out his tongue and started dragging it up the length of my sneaker. God, the sight of my harsh stepfather licking my shoe is incredible! He'd be so humiliated right now.

Sam pulls away from my feet and up to Paul's knees, "Maybe he needs to find another way to express just how sorry he is to his favorite boy."

Sam's lips hang open as he inches towards my tenting pants. My heart is racing with the anticipation of getting Paul's lips on my aching cock.

"I'm home!" a singsong voice echoes through the house.

"Shit, your mom!" Sam growls with Paul's hoarse voice, "I mean, my wife."

"Shut up," I snap, "Let's go to your house. We can get an early start to phase two."

My grizzled stepdad smirks, and we sneak out. Phase two involves Sam's biggest bully: his older brother, and he just got off work.

Michael was even easier to distract and jump into than my stepdad was. I may have been a little nervous, but after watching Sam do it at my house, I was practically a pro.

"Woah," I gasp in a much deeper tone than I'm used to, "Your brother is tall."

"Yeah, he was the basketball star before he graduated. Now he just bums around in the basement and beats me up after work," Sam explains.

I have to admit that it's a little weird to hear my friend complaining about getting picked on when he's wearing a super mature and muscular body. Though, Paul does look less intimidating when I see him from the towering height of the stud I'm in.

"Where were we?" I suggestively purr, getting a hang of using this guy's voice.

"Paul was about to apologize," Sam flashes a smile which looks foreign on Paul's face, "But I think you should make Michael apologize to me first."

I chuckle and take a step towards him, but almost stumble over the massive feet I have on.

"Damn, he's clumsy," I laugh, "Your brother deserves some sort of punishment, but what do you want him to do? Drop down and kiss your ass profusely or maybe bend over and take a good beating?"

"Both," Paul's mouth gulps as his calloused hands struggle to hide a growing hard-on.

"Or maybe you want to hear your brother grovel and beg for forgiveness?" I go on, dropping Michael's body to its knees, "Or maybe you can find a better use for this pathetic mouth."

"Shit, man!" I hear Paul's voice whine, "We're definitely going to make these straight assholes screw each other! But then we have to take them out tonight. They need to be put through something more public!"

"Oh I like that!" I moan from inside Michael, "Offer these jerks' bodies up for use at every gay bar!"

"At every gas station!" Sam excitedly claps Paul's hands together.

"They can pound Michaels ass while Paul tongue-polishes their boots!"

"Come here!" Sam growls.

"Yes, sir."

I jump into Sam's arms! Well, Michael jumps into Paul's arms. As electric as it feels, I can constantly sense that we don't own the bodies we are in. We're just puppeteering them.

That thought makes me wonder if Michael or Paul can feel all this somewhere deep down. It's a fleeting thought, because I'm already lost in the experience of making out with the jerk of a stepfather while Sam enjoys playing with his bully of a brother.

God, these bodies are hot. By the time, Sam and I are done wearing them, Paul and Michael will be the hottest pair of messes in town...

[iatnen]

Thank you for replying to me! 🙈

Do you have character sheets for Daniel? I’d love to see how you characterise him and what kind of personality he has. I have no artistic talent AT ALL so I live vicariously through different artists on tumblr who draw their MC, so thank you for entertaining me ❤️

HI AGAIN ANON

I actually did not have a character sheet ready when you sent this so I had to scramble to make one for you LMAO I sorta based it on @choccy-milky’s char sheet since I had no idea how to make one…�� Also kinda crazy how he looks so different than when I first drew him just a week ago…

But erm yeah I guess I can try to tell a little bit about Daniel’s character even though I still haven’t thought too deeply about it. I’ll try to keep it brief 😰

Basic description of Daniel’s personality:

Competitive: likes to win/be the best, loves sports (Quidditch ofc 😼 !!!), a bit of a perfectionist, gets frustrated with little mistakes

Stubborn: doesn’t know how to quit, the type of guy to go to Quidditch practice even when he’s sick, needs a lot of convincing to get him to listen 😅, when he’s locked in he’s LOCKED IN

Independent: prefers to handle things on his own, doesn’t like receiving help from others, can work in a team but would just be off doing his own thing

Emotionally reserved: isn’t great with emotions especially his own, bottles up feelings/ignores them, often leans more towards being logical in decision-making situations rather than emotional

Awkward: ………yeah 👍

Lowkey just a chill guy who doesn’t gaf (but actually does secretly gaf)

As for his relationship with Sebastian aside from the canon game events, they both love quidditch so that bonded them even closer together as teammates. I think that slowly they both begin to mutually notice each other but don't want to speak up in fear of ruining their friendship and also they’re just in denial…. So they resort to just teasing each other and being like “let’s kiss each other to see what kissing a girl feels like” 😅

I’m so sorry it’s not really detailed…. Like I said I haven’t thought much about it/still in progress of building him and also cuz I didn’t want to make this post too long cuz who wants to read all that yap. BUUUUT I am drafting up a fanfic about them, not sure how long I want it to be tho 😰 Hopefully that will give you guys more info of his character and see their dynamic in action. WRITING IS SO HARD kudos to all you writers !!! If only I can write as good as I can draw 😿 Don’t expect it to be up anytime soon tho IT MIGHT NEVER EVEN BE POSTED WHO KNOWS !!!! DON’T EXPECT ANYTHING !!!! I PROBABLY SHOULDN’T TELL YOU THAT IF I CANT PROMISE IT BUT WHATEVS !!!! 😰😰😰

[aveloka-draws]

Hi, how are you? I love this game so much and have been hyperfixated on it for MONTHS!!! Your beautiful, amazing, scrumptious, delicious art has NOT been helping! Im even more in love with how you draw Shamura and now I'm Obsessed >:0 I just finished Narinder's four quests and got Aym & Baal when Shamura came up to me and said, "Ooh, kits...I remember, I remember...two kits in my claws...a gift..." " I did not want him to be...lonely...". I nearly ceased right then and there 😭.

Oh yea, I wanted to ask! Have you been catching up on the new lore stuff that's in the game now? The Ancient Tablets in the secret(?) rooms on crusades! Or have you come across lost messages buried in graves in rooms? OH, OH, did you see the Offering to the Owl message? Sorry for the sudden barrage of questions, I haven't been able to talk to anyone about this since the latest update and it's so interesting to me! I wanted to know what you thought of it :) There's still Lore stuff for me to unlock so im gonna be stuck in this fixation for a while longer. On the bright side, I've almost 100% the game! :D Hope you have a good day/night and remember to drink water!!! Sorry again for the yapping (^_^;)9

IM. MISSING. 4. LORE. SLOTS. EXACTLY.

I. CANT. FIND. THEM.

IM. LOSING. IT.

Ehem, I love the new lore! Its so interesting i still havent found all of it though!

Hope your day/night is good too!

[puppyeared]

dont leave it on healthcare workers to pick up the pieces bc u couldnt be bothered to wear a mask or stay home. dont wait for an immunocompromised person to remind you to sneeze into your elbow. i dont want to hear u whine about having a little cold and that i should get over it because i glared at u for coughing without covering your mouth. why dont u feel shame letting people around u get sick knowing u can do smth abt it. hello

Why are ppl scared to call it what it is and say we’re still going thru covid on top of seasonal illness. Like. That’s pretty important right. I was watching the news and they were like oh yeah we have an unprecedented number of flu cases “as well as other sicknesses” without actually saying Covid. No announcement abt vaccinations or masking or anything. Also if I hear someone joking abt “war flashbacks” for mentioning covid I fucking hate u

[mintiicinnamonii]

Hello Again😁👋🏾. Since u already did dragon reader, I have another idea for an x reader headcanon.

I would like to request MK, Macaque, Wukong, and Mei(or any of the three, ur choice😁) x female or gender-neutral dance reader(u choose what's best for u). The reader loves dancing and probably knows most of it. Whether if they're nervous or not. If they r nervous, they probably had support from the group and decide ro dance around them more. Like break-dancing, ballet, salsa, tap dance, etc. Maybe they're in a dance group, does shows or something like that. If their partner doesn't dance they either teach them or say go crazy. But, how would others react if they find out reader dances?

Srry, if it's a lot😅. I got excited with the idea and started yapping. Its what I do and I cant help it but I wish u a good night/day!❤️😁

notes: yknow what, since ik you’re a macaque simp, i’ll make it a macaque x fem!ballet reader just for you queen <3 sorry to all of my other requests, i’ll finish them one at a time i promise

Dance Your Way Into My Heart

performer gf?? YES PLEASE

he loves acting, you love dancing = perfect couple

you two watch musicals and dance shows together

he watches your shows from backstage and basically bodyguards you the whole time

he admires how graceful you move, its so ethereal to him and it makes him fall a little bit harder for you

macaque probably knows how to dance, but not much

you two definitely confessed when you were dancing under the moonlight, you teaching Macaque how to actually dance, when one of you messed up and you accidentally almost kissed, til Macaque kissed you on the lips <33

he always brags about you, and whenever someone asks about good shows around or just slightly mention anything show related, he reccomends you immediately

you two probably met during a performance bc.. c’monnnnn (maybe i’ll write a oneshot at some point for that 👀)

you two are just the theatre couple

[geoffparty]

unusual content for my total drama stuff, I’m getting another hyperfixtation..

Lets talk about dandy world for a bit, honestly I’m so inlove with Teacase. I’ve heard a few shipnames but this is the one ill go with

I thought a lot about them before sleeping so now I wanna dump all the headcannons I made for them

1. Rodger cant express his emotions well, but thankfully Teagen helps him and others to understand what he’s feeling

- Rodger kind of has that resting bitch face, so everyone gets scared when they see him. He has small eyebags, which can be pretty scary too — But in truth, Rodger actually doesn’t want to make people fear him nor intimidate anyone, he enjoys idle chat and wishes people approached him more. Teagen makes him look more inviting and better, which also kind of makes Rodger shy but glad lololol

But overtime, people have warmed up to him and he treats a lot of people like his family <3

2. Rodger is shorter than Teagen

- Teagen should be a 6"4, and Rodger a 5"3. I just made this one because I love tiny gentlemen with their tall girlbosses!!

3. Rodger putting on perfume for Teagen

- Teagen has this taste for scent. She probably likes the flowery-scent the most but she’s open to anything. Whenever she talks about a new scent, Rodger searches for a perfume similar to that scent for her. (Also because I want Rodger to be a man that loves to put perfume ..)

4. Detective work

- Rodger is quite eager to solve mysteries, and he usually talks a lot about them during his tea-talks with Teagen. A part of him hopes that he isn’t annoying her too much but then he also wants to prove to her that he’s really smart and a good man overall. (Teagen doesn’t mind at all, she finds him adorable when he yaps too much and feels strong attraction to his intelligence)

5. Twisted

- We haven’t been given much lore on this but, for now I think the toons turn into twisteds one by one. This is only a HC, sorry if the story showed something else ah..

- So, I assume that Teagen must have turned into a twisted first. After this happened, Rodger found out and he slowly grew more and more depressed. He begins to push himself away from others, dedicating most of his time to understand what’s the cause of spread just to avenge Teagen

- Eventually he burnt out, and was too tired. He gave up, hoping that if he turned into a twisted at least he’d become one of a kind with his love 😹

I wanna do a fanfic with themm ohh god their so cute.

[imsosillygoofylol]

TRIGGERED

pairing: matt sturniolo x poc!reader

synopsis: y/n helps a murder suspect not knowing what she got herself into.

warnings: death, mental illness, smoking, tattoos, i THINK that’s it.

envy yaps: lol i wrote something like this before a WHILE back but this one will be better trust 😋 anyways let’s pray and hope i actually finish this 🙏🏾

“and we’re done!” you say finally excited to almost be leaving. you just finished working on my last customer of the night. “you can walk up to the mirror to see for yourself.” you mumble while cleaning up.

“ ‘s beautiful thank you so much!” she smiles eagerly as she examines her freshly done butterfly tattoo on her rib.

“yeah you’re welcome, you already know the tattoo after care i don’t have to go over it do i?” you asked already knowing her answer. layla was a regular you’ve done like 4 of her tats already.

“nah i know how to take care of my shit thank you very much.” she declared while carefully rolling down her shirt.

you giggle and give her a smile while you finish cleaning up. “here ma, thank you so much again you always get me right.” she passes you a couple bills with a big smile on plastered on her face. “ahh i love them i’ve been thinking about getting butterflies for a while now you ate down” she screamed while looking at herself in the mirror again.

you take the money and put it in your backpack as you let out another giggle. “you’re welcome”. you love your job, aside from the good pay you literally just get to draw cute things on people and they’re happy.

“alright my uber outside bye y/n thanks again” she leaves, the room now silent once again.

you finished cleaning up and you get up to lock the door as you’re now closed before you continue to prep things for tomorrow.

you finally had time to check your phone and you see the time.

11:56 PM

you see all the missed texts and calls from your mom. she always wants you to call her at the end of the day knowing there’s not much to talk about anyway. your days usually blend into each other, all you do is go to school and work. not that you don’t have a life aside from those two things, it just takes up most of your time.

you break away from your phone as you hear a knock on the door. you make my way to the front. “we’re closed” you mumble. startling the boy a little. you examine the boy he was wearing a plain black shirt, white shorts, and birkenstock’s. you knew who he was.

nick sturniolo

not that you knew each other, you knew of him. you’ve seen him around campus and his family’s like stupid rich. he’s a triplet however only two of them actually attend college. you don’t know anything about the other one, you have seen him at a party once though that’s about it.

his blonde hair layes just right above his eyes. he looks like he’d been crying all night. that or he’s just really high. he looks sickly though really pale but somehow he still looked really pretty.

“can i help you?” you finally spoke out as you unlock and open the door. this is weird why is he here so late at night you think to yourself.

“are you still open?” he asks his voice so soft yet deep.

what a stupid question to ask, the door was locked and the open sign was off. we’re visibly closed!

“sorry we’re closed. you can schedule an appointment for tomorrow though.” you say trying to sound as nice as possible.

“please i’ll pay twice as much, i really need this please.” he begs.

you start to feel bad, really wanting to go home but cant bring myself to say no. he looks like he’s about to break down into tears you can’t just leave him like this.

“uh okay come in.” you say moving out the way to let him in and lead him to the room. “um what would you like to get done?” you asked dryly.

“have you seen the movie edward scissorhands before?” he asked bringing his phone up to your face to show you what he wants.

“yeah a couple times, where do you want it?” you ask while unpacking the supplies needed.

“right here on my calf.” he points to the side of his calf. he had another tattoo closer to his ankle of two pokémon characters.

you slowly start tracing the design. what’s so important about this tattoo anyway that he had to come at 12 am. you’ve watched the movie a couple times, yeah it’s good but is it worth a tattoo or coming this late for one. you mentally curse myself for not being able to say no.

“you from here?” he asked looking down at you.

“nah im from new york city, i just go to school here.” you say keeping your focus on the tattoo.

“hm how long? i’ve never seen you around here.” he stated.

“about two years now, i don’t really go out much or talk to many people from here.” you continue working. the room was silent for the rest of the night, only thing audible was the faint music playing on the tv.

“k im done!” you smile down at your work. “is it okay if i take a couple pictures?”

“yeah it’s fine looks amazing by the way. thank you so much.” he examines the scissor hands tattoo as you take a couple pictures from different angles. “how much do i owe you?”

“one fifty.” you state turning around to clean up. he turns in your direction passing four one hundred bills to you. “oh no i can’t take this, it’s only one fifty.”

“no honestly take it, i came when you were closing please ill feel even worse if you don’t!” you nod your head and put the money in your backpack. “i really can’t thank you enough it looks amazing, do you have a business card? i’d love to come back sometime i love your work.” he starts to ramble and you let out a laugh.

“yeah they’re here in the front, you can take one as you walk out. you’re welcome it’s really no biggie.” it was though you have a morning class tomorrow and it’s nearly 3 am. you try to stay positive and not let your attitude slip out.

“hey i didn’t get your name.” he mentions

“oh it’s y/n.”

“nick.”

“oh i know trust me.” you think to yourself while you smile at him.

you explain the tattoo after care even though nobody ever listens. he finally leaves which means you can finally leave. you love your work and all but it’s so draining. you close up the shop and finally get in my car, the drive to your apartment isn’t far only 8 minutes but tonight it feels like an eternity.

you like driving though it calms you down, helps you think. you make it to your parking spot and really process what the fuck just happened. not that it’s outta this world cause growing up in new york you’ve seen and experienced some crazy shit but that was weird. you had so many questions but you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable so you decided it was best to mind your business.

you finally make it to your apartment, happy to shower and get in bed but even happier to see your cat luna after a long ass day. you unlock your door set your things down on your counter.

“luna mama where are you?” you call out waiting for her to pop out from somewhere. “luna baby where are you?” she comes from underneath the couch, you bend down to pick her up and smother her with kisses. saying i miss you and i love you. you feel bad she hasn’t been getting the attention she deserves lately, you barely see her due to school and work. all of a sudden everyone wants a tattoo.

you finally shower enjoying the hot water run down your body calming you. not a single negative thought in your mind. you start to think if should you smoke after or fall asleep.

you get out the shower and check the time.

3:48 am

“fuck i gotta be up at 9.” you sigh, you need to stop taking appointments past 10 pm and leave it to the other artist. you’re always the last one to leave the shop.

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you groan hearing you alarm going off wising you could stay in bed forever. knowing it’s not possible and missing class is not an option especially not when your paper is due next week. you get up and get ready, putting water and food in lunas bowl before leaving and driving to campus.

you don’t live far from campus only a twelve minute drive. you hate being late though just the thought of everyone staring at you and observing your every move while trying to get situated makes you so uncomfortable. it feels like you’re interrupting an important conversation or meeting so you choose to be early or well on time.

you make it to class with five minutes to spare, sitting there just scrolling through your phone waiting for your professor to start the lesson. there was nothing special about todays lesson, taking notes and finishing up the paper.

ten minutes before class was over the professor started to talk about a situation that happened earlier this morning.

“as some of you may know there was a tragic incident that happened at around four thirty am this morning.” he paused for a second trying to gather all his thoughts, trying to use the right words before continuing. “the sturniolo family was brutally murdered, some knew nicolas sturniolo. he was a great student and a great friend to all. may he rest in peace.”

as he finished your face dropped, there was many whispers heard through out the class. this is all too confusing, you had just seen him.

your thoughts were cut off by the professor speaking again. “please appreciate all the people around you while they’re here, you never know what can happen. his brother is suffering from a great loss please respect his privacy.”

his brother? which brother?

people continued to whisper “i heard his brother went crazy and murdered them all.” said a random girl. “i heard it was nicks stalker, he was infatuated with him and when nick rejected him he couldn’t stand it.” another said. this is all so stupid. why do people jump to conclusions and spread rumors without knowing what really happened.

you started to feel overwhelmed you had to go home. before you left through the door, the professor said one last thing. “also the police will come by tomorrow and question some of you, please be sure to be early tomorrow morning. thank you all and please be safe”

with that you went home, you can’t come back to your afternoon classes it was all too much. did he know something was gonna happen? is that why he looked sad? you assumed it might of been a boy or something. not something this big.

you arrive at your house, trying to gather all your thoughts. not that you’re sad, you didn’t even know the boy but you can’t help but feel sorry for him, his family.

you tried to sleep, sleeping was like your therapy. or well not therapy just a way of not dealing with your emotions for the time being. sleeping was hard though, every time you closed your eyes you would see him.

you decide the beach was a good option. sometimes when you felt lonely or depressed you would go to the beach, smoke, and draw. it was calming, made you feel like you were the only person left in the world. usually you enjoyed your own company, you found peace in being alone. one of your traits your mom despised. she wanted you to go out more, explore, experience, have fun. not be locked away in the house when you’re not in school or at work.

you lie and tell her you do other things but she doesn’t believe you. she says she knows you more than you know yourself but she doesn’t understand you.

Y/N

hey mom i’m going to the beach i’ll call you when i get home.

sorry i haven’t called or texted much i’ve been super busy.

love you :)

you spent your afternoon at the beach, watching the sunset, hitting your blunt every now and then, sketching random flowers on your book. you could go on and on about flowers if you could, even nature.

you finally check the time when it’s fully dark deciding its a bit dangerous to be out so late considering what just happened around the area.

8:27 pm

you decide to pick up some pizza and call it a day. trying to mentally prepare yourself for tomorrow. you really want to call of work tomorrow feeling like there too much going on around you. it was overwhelming, you think you’re overreacting none of this really affects you in anyway so why do you have this suffocating feeling? you feel like you’re literally drowning.

“luna you have it so easy mama, i’d love to be a house cat not a single worry in the world.” you sigh while rubbing her tummy as she purs.

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