#sorry these r late heh !

[jackshiccup]

aaaa silly tag game thank u @neytui ;;🫶🏼 (i'm skipping around and doing cartwheels bc i think you're so cool too eee)

last song: one footprint behind by JT music (sobbed to it in a fit of catharsis the first time i heard it btw)

currently watching: (the reason i was crying to the song above) i recently finished a god of war ragnarok playthrough a few days ago and it highkey wrecked me emotionally i felt bereft after that whole thing it's something serious to me ...

3 ships: hijack, tddk, quanyin <3

favorite color: purple

currently consuming: nothing.. i haven't even had breakfast yet oops

first ship: ranma and akane from ranma 1/2.. sniff..

relationship status: i laugh and giggle

last movie: i actually can't rememberkejahdjas

currently working on: this hijack thing i was supposed to finish by valentines but i was so busy so i was like ok i'll post on hiccup's bday instead but then i was moving out so ........ but i'll finish it promise...

tagging: @spacenintendogs @yenich but no pressure ofc, only if u want to <3

[loppsided]

WARNINGS: fem reader, established relationship, p in v smut, soft smut, oral (fem receiving), dick being completely obsessed and in love with reader, virgin!reader, experienced!dick grayson (obviously), cunninlings, pet names (baby), dick n reader literally wanna become one person lmfao NOTES: this is hbo max titans!dick thats why hes described as having brown eyes and hair, but just insert the attributes of any version you want! first time writing smut so bare with me, apologies if its hella cringey. requests r open go request whatever u want. this was also proofread at 3am so if it doesnt make sense, thats why heh sorry. the ending is sooooo bad but i got lazy. im making a taglist! so if u wanna be added to my dc taglist just comment on this post. MINORS DNI 18+ likes and reblogs appreciated! WC: 1k

soft moans and the rustling of sheets underneath you are the only sounds to be heard in your room, as you grind mindlessly against anything that will create friction on your body. you and dick had been dating for months now and though the topic of sex came up often, whether it be late night conversations about all your desires or the occasional fingering session which had you creaming around his fingers and screaming his name, you haven't had sex yet. you were a virgin, mind plagued by things so much more important than intercourse, and the mere fact that you just didn't have time in your busy schedule to lay down and do any thing. but god did you think about it. and today all your desires would be fulfilled. the conversation was typical, a thousand "are you sure?"s fell from your gentlemen of a boyfriends lips. so here you are now, laying on your back, hands tangled through dicks dark brown locks as he flicked his tongue back and forth slowly at your clit. he took his time, eyes fixated on your expression, your jaw was slack and brows knitted. his hand kneaded into the flesh of your stomach as he held your hand lovingly. a gesture he knew you loved, you always talked about the romance of sex, and how it made it better for both parties. he flattened his tongue against your heat, sucking slowly. his other hand slid down your thighs, grazing the hickeys he had left there only minutes prior. he stuck his ring and middle finger inside of you, pumping at the perfect pace while he swirled his tongue around your pussy. you felt your climax coming soon, you tugged his hair as you bit down hard on your bottom lip. "cum for me baby, let go." his voice was what sent you over the edge, back arching as soft whiny whimpers escaped your throat.

he took his fingers out slowly, moving up your body leaving soft kisses up your torso until he reached your mouth. you kissed for a few seconds until he pulled back, a string of saliva holding you both together as you looked into each others eyes with love. you loved dick, and dick loved you, no matter how many issues you had, or how many times you cried in his arms about how meaningless you felt. he loved you for you, he saw you completely and now his love was taken to a whole other place. now he loved how you tasted. he loved how you moaned his name so pathetically, like you could melt into the sheets at any second and become one with him. like you needed him, like all you wanted was him. his gaze never left yours as he slid into you slowly, wrapping his arms around your back so you could hold him by his neck. "just tell me to stop at any time if its too much, okay?" you nodded. "use your words baby" "yea, il tell you." you whispered looking directly at his lips wanting for him to kiss you again. he was always such a damn gentlemen, and though sometimes it got on your nerves, that's one of the reasons why you fell in love with the brown eyed boy. but right now you didn't want a gentlemen, you wanted him to fuck orgasm after orgasm out of you until you were laying in bed sweaty, barely coherent. his pace started off slow, despite your effort to keep eye contact with your lover, your head lolled back as you closed your eyes. time stood still in that moment, your ears rung (probably from your previous orgasm) and the whole world was gone. it was just you and him, and him inside of you. you had expressed your concerns about potentially not being able to cum during your first time since you usually couldn't finish with just insertion, but as dick sped up, his lips grazing your neck as he praised you, telling you how tight and warm you felt, you could tell you would be cumming in a few minutes. he knew all the right spots, where to hold and squeeze you, where to kiss you, to rip those beautiful noises he loved so much from you. and that's exactly what happened. dick noticed your needy claws at his back, as your breathe increased and you started babbling nonsense about "being there." his lips left your neck as he looked at you. "you gonna cum? huh? you almost there baby?" your eyes opened, the look on your face sent shockwaves of pleasure through his body, knowing he made you feel this good. "ye-mm yea mm-hmm i think m'gonna uhhh-" you cut yourself off with a breathy whine as you buried your face in his shoulder and looked down at your bodies connecting. it tuned you on even more, dicks thick cock pumping in and out of you. a ring of white cream around the base of his dick. sweat beads rolling down his abs and his abs tensing and contracting as you could tell he was also close.

the only words you could get out were his name over and over and over and god that made dick feel like a king. his grip around you tightened as he focused on going as deep as possible, he was determined to make you cum around his dick at least twice tonight. your eyes shot opened as you screamed and arched into dick as you came. "oh fuck- fuck- fuck- dick.." he pressed his forehead to yours as loud throaty groans passed from his mouth to yours, he came with a moan and his fingernails dug crescent shaped marks into your back. his high hit him hard, as all he said was "so good, so good for me, feel so good baby." and your name over and over and over.

you two definitely went a few more rounds that night.

[hoonieyun]

bright red

bright red

pairing: lee heeseung x reader “y/n”

genre: angst into fluff 

warnings: mentions of drinking, heeseung is drunk lol, profanity but as always all my work is 18+

summary: ex!heeseung is too drunk to drive home so his friends ask you to come get him. too worried about his drunken state, you spend the night. 

notes: saw the photos/videos of heeseung getting really flushed at the prada after party and i just had to write something because it was so funnyyy also once again… not proofread heh

word count: 2801

you’re awoken by your phone ringing, rolling over in your bed to grab your phone and answer the call, you see jake’s contact appear. “hello?” you answer, voice a bit raspy. “heyy y/n! sorry i know it’s late but -�� jake begins, “late? it’s 2am jake…” you interrupt. jake briefly chuckles before continuing.

“yeah haha, it is! look at you telling the time.” jake says, trying to lighten up the mood a bit. “jake, i’m hanging up.” you threaten and you hear him gasp. “okay okay! no don’t. um so… heeseung is drunk. like… really drunk. do you think you can get him?” jake asks with a pause in between each word in his question like he was cushioning the question. 

there’s a silence between the two of you on the phone. you were contemplating if this was a good idea. you and heeseung had broken up just 2 months ago and you hadn’t seen him since despite his endless attempts to call you or show up randomly unannounced at your front door. you never opened it, but you did watch him through your doorbell camera until he left. 

you sigh, “okay fine, text me the address.” you tell jake and you swore you could hear the rest of heeseung’s friends breathe a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone. “thank you y/n! you’re the best!” jake and all the guys thank you through the phone. 

you gather yourself a bit, tying your hair up out of your face as it had gotten messy from being asleep. you quickly grabbed a hoodie from the top of your hamper, slipped on some shoes, and made your way to the bar that heeseung and his friends were at. 

the streets were empty because of how late it was so it didn’t take long to get to the bar. before you knew it, you were pulling up to the curb of the bar, heeseung was knelt over the street as jay was rubbing his back. jake noticed your car pulling up and waved you over, a smile on his face as you arrived. 

“y/n! you actually came!” jake says. sunghoon nudges him in the arm with his elbow, “yeah…” you said just nodding your head. “what happened to him?” you asked, shaking your head. 

“well, you see heeseung joined us and said he wouldn’t drink at all tonight, fast forward like… 6 bottles. here we are.” jake explains, singing the last of his sentence while gesturing to heeseung like he was a prize you had just won. “plus, we would’ve taken him home but 4 bottles in all he could talk about was yo- ouch!” sunghoon nudges him again, this time a bit harder, interrupting want jake was saying. 

“what he MEANT to say was, all of us had a bit to drink and don’t think it’s responsible to drive. since we all live further away from heeseung, we thought we could ask you to take him home?” sunghoon explains and your eyes narrow at him. sunghoon and jake have a sheepish smile on their faces, hoping their explanation was enough to get by you. 

“why didn’t you just call him an uber?” you asks and before they could answer heeseung notices your attendance. “love?” he says, still knelt over on the floor. when you peek behind the two boys in front of you to look at heeseung his eyes go wide. he softly pushes jay away and runs towards you. stumbling a bit to get up, when he gets to you he softly grabs your face with both his hands, causing you to grab onto them. 

“are you real?” heeseung asks. “yeah… we should go.” you say, guiding him to your car. the guys rush over to help you, jake opening the passenger seat door so you could get heeseung in the car. “where are we going?” heeseung says in a whiny tone. “home.” you respond as you stretch over heeseung to buckle in his seatbelt. this was the closest in proximity the two of you had been in months. “you smell good.” heeseung says with a smile while staring at you. “and you smell like alcohol.” you say while shutting the door. 

“thanks guys, i’ll take him home.” you tell the three of them, bidding your goodbyes as they all make their way back inside the bar to grab their things. “hey y/n… thanks really. he hasn’t stopped talking about you all night. i know this is hard but… thanks.” jay says as you’re making your way to the driver’s seat. “goodnight jay.” you say before getting in. 

when you get into the driver’s seat, heeseung is staring at you. “when did you get here?” he says with a confused look on his face. “this isn’t my car” heeseung says with even more confusion. “yeah, it’s my car. jake called me to pick you up.” you explained while starting the car and beginning your drive to his apartment. “you’re the best girlfriend ever.” heeseung says before dozing off, not aware he had just called you girlfriend because of how drunk he is. “yeah…” you say quietly. 

the drive to heeseung’s apartment was a bit longer than the drive to the bar as he lived on the other side of town. you managed to get him out of your car and drag him up to his apartment. heeseung must’ve forgotten his keys with one of the guys but luckily when you two had broken up, he didn’t ask for his apartment key back. you fumbled with your keys as you tried to balance heeseung so he wouldn’t fall over, putting most of his weight on you. you eventually got the door open and the two of you stumbled in. his apartment hadn’t changed at all since the two of you broke up. 

you dropped heeseung on the couch with a thud, “ouch!” he said, finally waking up. you lock his door and look over to find him picking himself up and scratching his head. you softly apologize before going to his kitchen. when you return to the living room heeseung has already started changing out of his clothes, “here, drink some water while i grab you some clothes.” you hand him the glass and make your way to his room. upon entering his room, you were filled with a lot of memories. one being when you two had broken up, right in the middle of his room. you thought about how hard it must be for him to have to sleep in there every night until you realized his bed was bare. no blankets or pillows of any sort. not even the stuffed animal of the deer you had gotten him on valentine’s day earlier in the year. you grabbed some clean clothes from his closet and wet a towel from the bathroom. 

when you return to the living room, heeseung is spread out on his couch. shirt halfway unbuttoned hugging the deer plushie you were just thinking. you hadn’t realized that heeseung had turned his couch into his bed, further realizing that he had been sleeping out here to avoid being in his room. your heart suddenly ached at the idea, feeling bad that his room had now become a constant reminder of that night.

after you had freshened him up a bit and made sure he finished his water, you were planning to leave. you were wiping his face with the moist towel when heeseung grabbed your hand, “are you mad at me?” heeseung asks with big doe eyes. ones that you’ve stared into lovingly many times before. “i don't know what i am hee…” you say, dropping your hands and gaze to your lap. 

you both sit there in silence for a moment, unaware of what to do or who should say something next. “i should go.” you say as you stand up from the couch but heeseung catches your hand. “please… please stay.” heeseung pleads, looking up at you again with those big doe eyes. “i shouldn’t, that’s probably not a good idea.” you say, trying to reason with him but it felt more like you were trying to convince yourself. 

heeseung pulls you back to the couch but instead of landing back in your seat, you find yourself on his lap. he softly brushes loose strands of hair out of your face and once again, you’re caught in his gaze. “we shouldn’t do this.” again, trying to convince yourself that none of this was a good idea. “but why?” heeseung says, in a whiny tone; reminding you that he was still drunk. “because, we broke up 2 months ago.” explaining to him but heeseung seems to not care. “but i love you. and you love me!” heeseung says, pulling you closer, now into an embrace. you hadn’t felt his hug in so long and you hadn’t realized how much you missed it until you were in his arms again. 

when you bring your arms around his shoulders to hug him back, heeseung releases a sniffle, causing you to let go to look at him. “are you crying hee?” you ask while cupping his face. heeseung had tears welling in his eyes, he wipes them away but not before apologizing. “why are you apologizing?” you ask him. “i’m the reason we broke up. if i was just there for you more often and listened to you and cared more and hugged you more and kissed you more and-” heeseung had entered his infamous nonstop talking phase of when he was drunk. you were sure it was the same way when he was with the guys, especially with how they all said he couldn’t stop talking about you. the only way you could stop him from talking was a kiss, so that’s what you did. when your lips met his, heeseung’s eyes widened but shortly after he kissed you back. you melted under his touch and kiss that you had completely forgot moments ago you were trying to convince yourself that you needed to go home. when the two of you pulled away from the kiss, heeseung had a smile on his face. “stop smiling at me like that.” you say teasingly while pouting him. “sorry, i can’t help it. i’ve missed that for the last 2 months.” heeseung says.

“you don’t know how much i’ve missed you.” heeseung continues while pulling you into a hug once again. “trust me i know. you leave like 6 missed calls a day.” you say with a chuckle while trying to get up. “no. please don’t leave, please.” heeseung once again pleading as you free yourself from his grasp. “relax, i’m just getting up so we can move to your bed. we definitely aren’t sleeping on your couch.” you say while grabbing his pillow and the deer plush. “so you’re staying?” he asks softly. “do you want me to?” you retort but before you could even finish your response, heeseung springs up from the couch with the blanket, “yes!” he says while grabbing your hand and walking you to his bedroom. 

heeseung almost tackles you into his bed. the soft and bouncy comfort overtaking the two of you. when the two of you get into his bed, it’s just like old times. heeseung is the big spoon, his toned arms enveloping you while you hug the deer plush. “goodnight heeseung.” you say. there’s a moment of silence before heeseung says something. 

“i hope you know how sorry i am. nothing was as hard as being without you. waking up and knowing how much i hurt you was painful, but knowing that you were alone hurt even more. goodnight y/n, i love you.” heeseung says in a hushed tone, giving you a small kiss on the head before falling asleep. little did he know you were still awake, a small tear falling from your eyes before you too had fallen asleep. 

the next morning, when heeseung woken up with a yawn and a stretch, he was shocked to find himself in his bed as he had been sleeping on his couch for the last few months. he scrambled out of his bed and made his way into his kitchen where he found you. standing over the stove with chopsticks stirring something in a pot. “y/n?” he asks. “what are you doing here?” heeseung says as he makes his way over to you. “is that ramen?” he says, gaze switching from the pot of ramen on the stove to your eyes. 

“yeah, i know how much you love ramen after a night of drinking so i thought i’d make some for breakfast. i finished the last few packs you had, i hope that’s ok.” you say endearingly while looking up at him. “wait, did you take me home?” he asks, still confused on what you were doing in his apartment. not that he was complaining or anything, his memory of last night was just fuzzy. 

“yeah. jake called me, said you were too drunk to drive home…” you explained. “aaand, that you couldn’t stop talking about and asking for me.” you say teasingly and heeseung drops his head with a hand in his face. you softly grab his hand and move it away from his face, “but it’s ok. i guess it worked out.” you say with a smile, one that heeseung returns. 

you spend the next hour or so helping heeseung remember the events that transpired the night before while you both enjoyed the ramen. you could tell heeseung was extra hungry, he was always like that after drinking, so you let him eat most of it; but heeseung made sure to always put noodles in your bowl when he grabbed more for himself. 

once the two of you had finished eating, you sat in silence. unsure of what to say. “look, y/n i’m so sorry for everything. i know the breakup hasn’t been the easiest for either of us but i just miss you so much. i never stopped thinking about you and knowing how much i hurt you and not being able to fix it was so hard for me. please let me make this right.” heeseung says, now kneeled in front of you, holding your hands. you cup his cheeks that are a bit puffy from the drinking and ramen, “i forgive you hee” you say but heeseung doesn’t process it. “i promise i’ll do better, i’ll never forgive myself if i ever-” heeseung pauses halfway through his sentence. “wait… you forgive me?” he asks unsure of what he heard prior. 

“yeah… unless you don’t want me to?” you say teasingly and heeseung jumps up in joy. “no! i mean yes! i mean what, yes please forgive me. i love you” heeseung says while bringing you into a hug, causing you to laugh at his reaction. 

“but we have to take it slow. i don’t want to rush back into things, we still have a lot to talk about and work through before we act like everything is back to the way it was.” you explain to heeseung as he takes the seat next to you. “i don’t want it to go back to how it was, i want it to be better. and it will be better. trust me.” he says while leaving a kiss on your knuckles. 

“are you going to finish that?” heeseung asks while pointing at the ramen in your bowl you hadn’t finished. you roll your eyes and laugh at him before sliding the bowl over to him. “you know if you weren’t so cute when you’re drunk, this would’ve never happened.” you say to him while he scarfed down the last of the ramen. “pfft, i wasn’t THAT drunk.” heeseung says trying to defend himself. 

“baby, your ears were so red you could practically put rudolph out of a job for the holidays.” you say to him with a hand on his thigh. heeseung briefly chokes on the noodles before the two of you laugh. heeseung looks at you with a smile, “what?” you ask. “nothing… you called me baby…” heeseung says, teasing you, smiling even bigger than before; causing you to roll your eyes. “go wash the dishes before i change my mind.” you say, now teasing him. heeseung immediately gets up, grabbing the dishes, and going to the sink. 

“yes maam! i do whatever a bad bitch tells me!” he says while standing up straight with a salut. you two spend the rest of the day in each other's arms. when you both announce that you’re back together to your friends, jake, jay, and sunghoon respond by jokingly taking the credit because if it weren’t for them you guys wouldn't have gotten back together. 

copyright 2024 - present © hoonieyun all rights reserved

all writing here is fiction & not in any association with characters mentioned.

[thatbigbisexual29]

Playing with Fire gets you Burned (Buddy Daddies)

This is a fic for my best best friend @giggly-squiggily !!! It was their birthday and I wanted this to be a gift from me to her! So happy birthday girl!! (and sorry this is late 😭)

It’s very safe to say that after Rei and Kazuki's ‘retirement’ and the start of their new life, Rei became the biggest little shit anyone could have ever imagined.

With the loss of their assassin gig and a general lack of edge to their lives, the two could finally, finally relax. With all that relaxation also came freedom. Engaging in more playful activities with Miri, going to cooking classes, opening a restaurant, getting Miri into good schools, and doing a lot more things they never thought they had the time to do. Mini golf, more trips to the mall, going to aquariums, hell they even got to travel the world a few times. And their lives blossomed as well as new parts of themselves they didn’t know about. One example being Rei’s mischievous side. He didn’t show it often, but it was usually sparked by Miri’s encouragement. Or a lack of Miri in general.

There would be times where Kazuki would be minding his business when he’d be the victim of a prank or two that would come across as Miri’s signature pranks. The pranks are as follows:

Salt in his coffee when Miri didn’t drink coffee. Someone had smeared peanut butter on his shoe, making him think he stepped in poop. Miri absolutely hated anything poop related, especially jokes or pranks. On his computer, he noticed that the keys ‘b’ and ‘w’ were switched around, which he found out after commenting on his sister-in-law’s post about being a scary witch for Halloween. Miri doesn’t even know where Kazuki keeps his laptop. One day, he found a small cake in the fridge with a post-it note that said ‘SPONGE CAKE FOR REI’. Naturally, Kazuki tried a piece. Turns out, it was an actual sponge decorated with frosting and sprinkles. (He’ll admit he deserved that one.) 

The last notable prank was when he sat on a tack in his room on his chair. Miri hadn’t been home that whole day! She was at a sleepover with her friends! All signs pointed to Rei. He was thankful all these pranks didn’t happen in one day, otherwise he would have flipped out. But Rei certainly had it coming.

As Kazuki and Rei opened the restaurant that day, Rei knew he couldn’t pull any real pranks. Especially since he didn’t want either of them burning themselves on the stove. But that never stopped him from agitating Kazuki in other ways. Seeing as there were no customers and Miri was about to come down for her breakfast, Kazuki was making her favorite type of pancakes. The smell filled the house and dragged Rei from his sweeping duties and appeared behind the blond, wrapping his arms around his waist and placing his chin on the other’s shoulder.

“Shouldn’t you be working?” Kazuki asked with a grin, keeping his eyes on the food in front of him. Rei chuckled deeply which sent goosebumps up the older one’s spine.

“Heh, can’t I admire your cooking? It smells great.” Rei sniffed the air once again and let out a small hum at the fragrant odor. His arms held closer onto Kazuki’s waist and a sneaky little finger traveled its way towards his tummy.

Kazuki grunted and stood straight up as he felt something slowly circle his belly button. He’d better not, the blond thought. He did his best not to jerk away and squeal like he normally would and took in a shaky breath. A wobbly grin grew on his lips as he bit the bottom one, his hand slightly shaking as he attempted to hold the pan steady.

“R-Rei…” Kazuki started nervously. He could see the playful smile form on that bastard’s handsome face.

“Yes, Kazuki?” The former assassin replied, batting his eyelashes to fake his innocence. “Is there a problem?”

Kazuki growled then sputtered out a giggle as that tricky finger lightly scratched over his belly button. The blond choked out some adorable squealy giggles as he tossed his head back and backed up into Rei’s shoulder. Rei chuckled as he heard his partner laugh, taking the pan out of his reach and using one arm to flip the pancake in the air.

“Shohohow ohohohoff! EEP!” Kazuki squeaked as Rei dug his finger deeper into the spot. That really made him laugh. Kazuki yelled out hilariously and curled up as much as he could. Rei veered him to the side so he wouldn’t hit his head on the stove or burn himself, still smiling as he tickled the poor man.

“Rehehehehei! Let gohohoho! Wh-whyihihihihihihi?? Whyhihihi ahahahare you dohohohohoing thihihihis- wohould you GEHEHET OUT OF THEHEHEHEHEHERE!” The blond finally ripped himself away and covered his belly. His leftover giggles brought a bright smile to his partner’s face. The ravenette chuckled and turned off the heat, setting the pancakes onto a plate for their daughter, who raced down the stairs right on time.

“Good morning papas! Papa Kazuki, are you ok? You look tired,” the girl commented, eyes sparkling when she saw her breakfast. Kazuki panted a bit and glared at Rei. Rei smiled internally, forced a straight face and shrugged.

“It’s just a little jab. Grow up, Kazuki.”

Kazuki nearly lost it. He stood, about to ramble his mouth off before the doorbell chimed. Kazuki immediately faced the doorway with a warm smile and open arms.

“Welcome to the restaurant! What can we get for you today?” Rei and Miri giggled with each other behind his back. Kazuki smirked as an annoyed twitch took over his eyelid.

Alright Rei, he thought. You wanna play, do ya? We’ll see how you like it when I hit you out of the ballpark! he thought.

~~later~~

A dinner rush always had staff in panic mode. Thank god it wasn’t just Rei and Kazuki running the restaurant. Other cooks worked on food, waiters and waitresses took orders, people in the back washed dishes, everything was going well! Except…

“Gah! Kazuki, stop that!” Rei hissed as the blond man passed him once more. The man grinned and winked at his partner as he sped by, hot plate in hand. Rei grumbled and felt his side, a finger recently connecting against it that made him jump.

All night. All. Night. Kazuki had been poking his sides every. Single. Time. He passed by the former assassin. He was fed up at this point! He kept having to hide his yelps, squeaks, and jerks from his fellow staff and confused customers. Was this hell? Getting poked and squeezed repeatedly while slaving over a hot stove? By the description it certainly sounded like it!

Kazuki would sneak his hand to squeeze Rei’s side, pinch his waist, poke his ribs, slide a finger up his spine, even blow on his ears for Christ’s sake! The poor man. He was just trying to make his way through a dinner rush. Why out of all the days did Kazuki finally decide to take his (albeit, well deserved) revenge today?! Rei was torn out of his thoughts as he bit back a squeak. Kazuki had pinched his side again. In retaliation, the former assassin took his spatula and quickly smacked the blond’s backside.

“Eep!” he yelped, spinning to glare at his partner. “Now you have to go clean that! Hurry, on the double!”

Rei didn’t even try fighting back his satisfied smile. He quickly switched out his spatula and continued to cook, only Kazuki did not relent with his pokes and prods and squeezes. By the end of the night, Rei was out of his mind. He kept his cool until the two men were off the clock and properly showered. Rei, having gone before Kazuki, sat on the edge of their shared bed, bouncing his leg anxiously. As soon as he saw a glimpse of Kazuki, he was going to attack. But unfortunately for him, Kazuki was not stupid.

The blond man stepped out of the shower, refreshed and ready for the assault ahead of him. He slipped on underwear and sleep pants and made sure to only lightly dry his top half. Being slippery meant that Rei wouldn’t be able to get a proper hold on him. He also decided to play dumb.

“Oi, Rei!” he called from the bathroom. Rei grunted in response.

“Since Miri is with friends tonight, why don’t we watch a movie?” Kazuki had his back against the wall, hugging the corner in wait of who was going to make the first move.

“Sounds like a good idea.” Rei stood from his spot, fingers twitching with anticipation. “What movie were you thinking?”

“Maybe a mystery? Or a thriller would be nice.”

Rei smirked and crouched into a ready pose. “You hate thrillers.”

“Hah, you got me,” Kazuki chuckled. “You know I can’t stand the suspense!”

Kazuki curved around the doorway of the bathroom while Rei lunged for him. The dark haired man aimed for his waist in an attempt to grab and lift him, but Kazuki expected this. The blond stepped to the left then quickly twirled to the right. Rei, surprised by this, wasn’t able to react in time. Kazuki hooked an arm around his stomach and hoisted the skinnier man over his shoulder. The two had ridiculous smiles on their faces as Rei twisted in his partner’s grip, pushing at his face and back.

“Puhut me down!” Rei growled through a laugh. Kazuki let out a single ‘hah!’ and walked towards the bed.

“If you insist!” The blond man playfully slammed his partner onto their mattress and the fight for dominance began.

Rei hugged around Kazuki’s neck and tried to turn the tables but Kazuki wasn’t giving up that easy. They met halfway with them lying side by side. The blond hooked his leg around Rei’s and pushed, forcing the smaller man onto his back. They became a mess of arms, each of them trying to grab the other’s wrist to try and pin them down. Kazuki couldn’t help but laugh at the silliness while Rei had the goofiest smile on his face. After a few more minutes of this, Kazuki finally managed to hold Rei’s wrists in one arm and hold them above his head. They panted, then Kazuki began to giggle.

“Heh… whahat?” Rei asked.

“Miri’s right,” Kazuki wheezed, “we are getting too old for this.”

Both men chuckled before catching their breaths. They caught each other’s eyes before both of them blushed.

God, they thought, he still looks good. Rei shook his head and focused, still somewhat upset from the night.

Kazuki shook his head and grinned mischievously as he cracked his neck to the side. “Anything to say for yourself mister?~”

A giddy smile forced its way onto Rei’s features. He squirmed with vigor as he bit his lip nervously. His face flushed bright red as the hand hovered over his ribs.

“Kazukihihi…” giggles slipped from the former assassin's lips.

“Reiiii~” Kazuki cooed back. He slowly brought down his wiggled fingers, smiling even wider as his lover wiggled and squirmed under him in a desperate attempt to escape. He decided to stick out one finger and softly brush it back and forth inside Rei’s belly button.

Rei’s eyes shot out of his head as he pursed his lips together, shuddering and attempting to curl up to protect himself, but Kazuki’s finger was hooked. He wiggled it up, down, and swirled it around making Rei squeak and whine with a quivering smile overtaking his face.

“Oh? Is that a smile? Are you gonna giggle Rei?~” Kazuki teased, knowing his partner hated it. Rei’s face grew red very quickly as he shook his head from side to side, biting the inside of his cheek to try and quiet himself. Kazuki chuckled and softly skittered his blunt nails across Rei’s belly and sides, watching him shudder and jerk away from the ticklish feeling.

“Khhk- K-Kazuki! C-come ohon!” Rei hid his face in his bicep.

“You want me to do what?!” Kazuki said in exclamation, laughing when Rei shook his head more and chuckled.

“N-Nohoho you freheheak! Hahahahaha!” Rei couldn’t hold back any longer and laughed softly, his stomach shaking under Kazuki’s fingers.

Kazuki admired Rei. He loved how he smiled, relishing in the rare times he did. And his laugh was so funny. It was wheezy due to all his years of smoking and would sometimes cough between barks of laughter. He would be chuckling normally then suddenly switch to squeaky giggles. And when you tickled his neck, he made the funniest gargled laughs while trying to shove you off.

Kazuki squeezed his belly with one hand which made Rei wheeze and arch his back, his feet kicking against the mattress and sending the blankets askew.

“Hahahahahaha! Kazukihihihihihi! Plehehehehehehease!” Rei pleaded.

“Sorry, Rei. I can understand what you’re saying! I better get my giggle translator ready~” Kazuki grinned evilly as he saw the panicked look in his partner’s eyes, pulling up Rei’s shirt.

“H-Hey, no! Please don’t- Kazuki! No!” Rei tried to sound angry, but nervous giggles got in his way. Kazuki chuckled and held Rei’s hip down.

“Attaching giggle translator in five…”

“K-Kazuki- let’s talk about this! Here- I can work the register every night! For a week!”

“Four…”

“Okay- wh-what about dish duty? You can stick me on dish duty for a month! Yeah! That works doesn’t it??”

“Three…”

“I’ll give you a foot massage after every shift!”

“Two…”

“Kazuki please!”

“One!!” Kazuki pressed his lips to Rei and blew a big fat raspberry on his tummy. 

Rei screamed out a laugh, thrashing as if his life depended on it. Raspberries were his number one weakness. Plus, Kazuki grew that stupid little goatee which only added to the tickling.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!”

“Hmm, I didn’t get a good signal. Once more!” Kazuki laughed and pressed raspberry after raspberry, watching as Rei’s face burned red with tears of mirth gathering in the corners of his eyes. He laughed and laughed and laughed, eventually pulling his wrists free and pushing at Kazuki’s head.

“Hehey wait! I wasn’t done translating!”

“Yehes you ahahare!”

The two men began to wrestle again, both of them laughing like kids as they tousled, tickling each other as they went.

After a while, they both lay and panted on the mattress, red faced and slightly sweaty. Rei looked over at Kazuki with a dumb grin on his face.

“Sorry for all the pranks… got a little carried away…” he huffed. Kazuki smiled back and shook his head.

“Don’t worry… I’ll get you back…”

[ghost-pals-dsaf-au]

“Prelude”

Keys wakes up in her room and tiredly sighs.

She yawns and begins her morning routine to get ready for her first proper shift at Freddys.

One new message huh…

She stares at the number trying to think of who it could have been, the message date seemed to be from an hour ago. Keys shrugs and deletes it, continuing on her morning routine.

She enters a somewhat busy dining room, customers sitting at tables and children playing.

A very stressed looking Mr. Cawthon rushes towards her, slipping and catching himself to not fall. Weaving between some customers to greet her panicked.

“W-why did you come in a-an hour late? Didn’t y-you get my mem-memo? I’m-i’m sure I called the n-number you g-gave.”

Oh so thats what it was.

“I’ve been r-running everything a-alone, Luke st-still hasn’t come in and-and I can’t f-find the m-manager anywhere.”

Mr. Cawthon speaks quickly and panicked, fidgeting and looking about frantically.

“Do you want me to put on the parrot thing again?”

He nods in response and points towards the room left of the entrance which appeared to be a stage.

“Th-theres some instruments be-behind the c-curtains if y-you want to perform w-with the ro-robots. I’m s-sorry that i f-forgot it on th-the tour.”

Mr. Cawthon rushes back to serving tables as Keys heads to the saferoom once again.

She puts on the costume and takes the tokens out of the pocket after hearing them jingle, forgetting that they were there.

She wondered why her boss had given her them at all but it wasn’t that important to bother with. Keys walks out and back towards the stage.

The two animatronics stand on the stage, towering over the children guests they waved to. The pirate fox seemed so lively while the rabbit seemed more stiff and robotic, just how she remembered them when she was little. She walks around groups of children to get onto the stage, looking behind the curtain to spot some instruments.

Keys smiles upon finding the keyboard and sets it up. The robots seem to respond to the instrument being on stage and made quiet clicking noises as they prepared to perform with her.

She performs for the cheering children, continuing to smile as she does so.

Maybe this job won’t be awful.

She continues to play for about an hour before Mr. Cawthon came out to the stage as the crowds died down.

“You p-played wonderfully, ha-have you played the k-keyboard before?”

“A little, I don’t play as much anymore.”

She shrugs not wanting to make a big deal of it as she steps down from the stage. Mr. Cawthon seems still very impressed.

“C-Can y-you play l-like that in the yel-yellow suit tomorrow?”

“I mean sure…?”

“Amazing, I-i think today has g-gone mostly ok. H-hopefully the manager c-comes in soon so-so I can tell him about h-how well things ar-are going.”

Keys looks disinterested and looks up at the clock on the wall.

She looks back at Mr. Cawthon who continued to babble about wanting to see the manager again, it felt like he hadn’t seen the guy in years the way he spoke.

“I’m gonna go on my break.”

“Oh-oh uhm you can- you can take your b-break in the office if-if you’d l-like.”

Keys nods and heads to the office. She sits down on the chair in the office, staring at the monitors ahead of her. Most of them were broken and only displayed static.

Not much of a security office heh.

She looked down at the drawer that she remembered that the red contract was in, Keys was a little curious and opened the draw. It seemed to weirdly only have two sets of paper. The red contract and a single sheet of paper, it had ‘Important note for Assistant Manager PG45_02 S.Cawthon’ written on it. Her curiosity got the better of her and picked up the sheet of paper.

“Has-has he not read this before? Surely he’s read this..”

Keys seemed confused on how Mr. Cawthon seemed unaware that he was the manager of the location for however long this ‘Harry’ person had been gone. Well that was one missing person found, she wondered if something similar happened with Luke. Keys opened the other drawers to no avail, no other papers. She sighs and looks up at the clock again.

She decided to go back out to the arcade, the chatter of children echos from the kids cove. A spark of light rushes towards the room from the corner of her eye, she turns around trying to find the source but dismisses it as a trick of light.

Mr. Cawthon approached with something shiny in his hands.

“I was a l-little too frantic e-earlier and f-forgot to give you-you your name tag s-so here you go.”

He hands it over to her, Keys take it and pockets it.

“Thanks...”

She considers asking him about the note in the drawer, she goes to speak but stops herself. It wasn’t her business she told herself.

“Is there anything else I’m supposed to do for today?”

“N-no it’s a-all good, thank you-you for helping a-and coming in for y-your shift! You can g-go home n-now, it g-gets quieter from h-here on o-out so I can ha-handle it till t-the night guard comes i-in.”

“Alright then, cya tomorrow Mr. Cawthon.”

He waves goodbye as Keys walks out through the dining room, Mr. Cawthon follows her to the door but remains behind it.

“See you tomorrow Keys!”

Keys waves back and begins her walk home.

Tomorrow is another day

[himbo-in-limbo]

Honestly ur yautja raian fics r making me think of dad yautja! Ohma with baby ooman (cuz u know...my lil baby insert with ohma and stuff cuz PAPA OHMA)

Like i just imagen him just finding them one day and the lil one just follow him and is now stuck with them LMAO

Iike everything just being the total opposite than what happening with Raian. I haven't seen the character in a while but I do remember ohma being a dude who likes to eat (glutton mf lol), get in fights and overcome himself physically (cuz im pretty sure it had to do with past trauma....me thinks)

So just imagen yautja Raian and Ohma seeing each other and already starting shit while reader and pup ooman are just looking at each other like "??????👁👁????"

I just know reader would freak out cuz like why is there a child with one of theses mf's like *concern noises* meanwhile the lil pup ooman just stares at them in curiousity ksksksk

Idk i just thought it would be cute heh

Sorry for the late response @miraclecherryblossomsblog but OHH I like this so cute!!! Finally gave me an excuse to draw Yautja!Ohma 🥰 he turned out way better than I thought…

He’d very much threaten anyone and everyone b4 hand that if anything happened to little Author he’d beat them to death 🤗💕

I’d say if he’s sparring or something he’d ask a “maid” if they could watch author for him since he knows she’d feel more comfortable surrounded by her own kind and the maids would do it no problem cuz Yautja!Ohma is probably the nicest alien on the ship (towards them)

(Yautja!Raians maid probably can’t watch them too much since their busy with Raian but if Ohma n him spar then that’s probably when they could hang out)

[dayurno]

riko in kayleigh’s care au yeahh…

riko: KEVIN WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME FREAK LEAVE ME ALONE??? *terrified for his life*

kevin, an autistic 7 year old: i have this rock in my pocket. for you

AND HE DOES............ riko he has this rock in his pocket. for you.

its cute to me it really is i think they're so funny and kevin is seriously so autistic. riko at this point hasn't interacted with any other children his age outside of little league and kevin is not just patently unusual he's also 1) super intense 2) loud 3) excited beyond belief over having someone to play with. SO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW HAPPY HE IS. most children would be happy to get a brother no matter what but this child in specifically has spent a lot of time with nannies or in adult-world events with his mother so of course he's happy to have a friend to accompany him!!! are you crazy!!!!!! the way i see it on riko's first day with the days (heh) kevin teaches him approximately three hundred different games in a span of two hours that riko either brutally rejects for not being exy (which kevin agrees with but also says they have to play other games because not all children know exy) (he's shocked by this too) or just outright doesn't understand because kevin's accent is so thick :)

BUT I THINK despite riko's fragile state and the ghosts that will inevitably follow him well into adulthood, it is a happy childhood.......... it's hard and at points feels hopeless, but when riko grows older he does look back and understands kevin's intentions and maybe even is a little grateful that someone was willing to reach out to his angry terrified traumatized 7 year old self. i think this k & r are not as close as they were in canon for a myriad of reasons, the biggest one being that riko's relationship to kevin and kayleigh is pretty complex because he feels like an outsider, but they're also a lot more well-meaning towards each other. they don't understand the other as well as they'd like to (i'd wager kevin will spend years and years trying to understand riko and failing to) but i do think they get impossibly closer after (sorry) kayleigh dies, which i can imagine happening in their late 30s to mid 40s. they'll always be brothers <3:)

[thoselethalarts]

𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐄𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐲 - 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

(R) Gym Uniform: “It’s All Part Of The Source Material.”

(NRC: Sports Field)

(Club Practice: Magical Shift Club)

Leona: Haaah… finally, cleanup is done.

Ruggie: You’re one to talk, you barely did anything other than put your broom away. Ruggie: Ugh… all that exercise and cleanup made me hungry. Oi Leona, how ‘bout you treat us to some supper for doin’ so good today~?

Leona: Yeah, sure, whatever. I don’t feel like dealing with cooking right now, anyway.

Ruggie: SA-WEET!! Hear that, everyone~? Leona’s treating us tonight! You’re the best, captain~!

Club: You’re the best, Captain Leona!!

Leona: Yeah, yeah, I know. Decide on what you all want, and I’ll order it.

Ruggie: Can do! Shishishishi~ Ruggie: Hey Epel and Vanta, you guys gonna come with?

Epel: I’d love to!

Vantablack: Nah, I can’t today. I got another club meeting I’m going to after we’re through here.

Epel: Oh, really? I didn’t know you were in another club, Vanta.

Vantablack: Something like that. It’s not an official club, yet. I’m still workin’ on it.

Ruggie: This is news to me too. I haven’t heard of any new clubs formin’ on campus, especially not any that run this late, and I really keep my ears to the ground around here.

Vantablack: Heh… well, if you did hear about it, that’d be a problem.

Ruggie: Yeah? How so?

Vantablack: Just one of the rules of the club. We’re tryin’ not to draw too much attention to ourselves right now.

Epel: That’s… a little weird. What kind of club is it exactly?

Vantablack: It’s nothing much. Just kind of a club where me and a couple of other guys get together to do some late night “working out”, in a way.

Ruggie: …That’s it? That’s a weird thing to be keeping under wraps.

Vantablack: Well, it’s cuz we stick to a more unconventional work out method is all. We have a pretty intense “regiment” we keep to. Getting hurt is a normal part of club activities, and part of the fun~

Epel: Getting hurt is part of the activities? That does sound intense. But, an exercise club sounds like fun though. Epel: I’ve been wanting to bulk up for a while now; maybe I should join you guys!

Vantablack: Heheh~ well, if you’re interested you could join us tonight. Vantablack: But, I’ll let you know now, if you decide to join us then you have to participate. That’s one of the rules of the club.

Epel: I’ve still got some energy left in me, so that’s fine by me. Sorry, I’ll have to join you guys next time, Ruggie.

Ruggie: That’s fine, just more food for us then. Have fun, Epel.

Vantablack: Alright, lets get going then! The other guys are probably waiting up for me anyway, they can’t start the club without me there.

Epel: Alright! Lemmie grab my bag, and we can go.

(Vantablack and Epel leave the field together)

(NRC: Mr. S’s Mystery Shop - Exterior)

Epel: So where does your club meet, exactly?

Vantablack: Over here. The Mystery Shop has a basement level that’s not being used, so we’re using it for our club meetings.

Epel: Really? Did Sam give you permission to do that?

Vantablack: No. But it’s fine, there’s nothing down here worth stealing or breaking, anyway. If he has a problem with it, he can talk to me about it.

Epel: O…kay…

(Vantablack and Epel descend down the wooden staircase to the basement level of the Mystery Shop)

(NRC: Mr. S’s Mystery Shop – Basement Level)

Epel: Oh, some of the other members are here already.

Heartslabyul Mob A: Hey Vanta! I brought a friend with me today! It’s his first day visiting.

Vantablack: Sounds good. Since you’re new, you’re gonna be first. Take off your shirt, your shoes, and anything you don’t want broken.

Heartslabyul Mob B: Yessir!

Epel: Uh… Vanta? What… is your club, exactly?

Vantablack: This is it, right here. This is my Fight Club.

Epel: F-Fight club?!

Vantablack: That’s right. Shut up and listen, and I’ll explain everything. You’re not the only newbie here tonight.

(Vantablack walks out into the center of the room, and the chattering amongst the members quiets down)

Vantablack: I see some fresh faces here tonight! That’s good~ For those of you new to the fight club, we have a few rules you have to follow. Vantablack: The first rule of fight club: you don't talk about the fight club. The second rule of fight club: you DO NOT talk about the fight club. Vantablack: Rule number three: when someone says "stop" or goes limp, the fight is over. Rule number four: only two guys to a fight, and one fight at a time.

Vantablack: Rule number five: No shirts and no shoes. Rule number six: fights go on as long as they have to. Vantablack: And rule number seven: if this is your first night at fight club… then you have to fight. Let the games begin~

Heartslabyul Mob B: Alright, I’m ready! Who’s first?

Scarabia Mob A: It’s my first night too, so I guess it’s me.

Heartslabyul Mob B: Right on! Let’s go!

(The two boys collide in a violent tussle in the center of the room, punches colliding with faces and stomachs, knees hitting chests, and kicks throwing one another against walls and to the floor. The other boys surrounding them hoot and holler with righteous excitement at the carnage.)

Epel: …This explains your talk of having an “unconventional” workout regiment, earlier. Epel: Is this why you don’t want people talking about your club…? Are you afraid it’s gonna be shut down if the headmaster finds out?

Vantablack: Nah, I’m not concerned about that. I mean yeah, he probably would try and shut it down, but that’s not the reason why.

Epel: Then… why?

Vantablack: It’s all part of the source material.

Epel: The… source material?

Vantablack: I’ve seen the source material at least a hundred times now in my memories. I know the rules, I know the game, and I know what comes after.

Epel: I don’t… understand. What do you mean, “in your memories”? None of that makes any sense.

Vantablack: Don’t worry about it. You don’t have to know what I mean, anyway. All you have to know is this… Vantablack: There’s always rules to things like this. You have to keep things formal, keep them strict, and keep them clean. Vantablack: It’s easier to control when there’s rules in place, both the people and the club. You keep them in control, keep them contained, then everything will fall into place after that. Vantablack: All I gotta do is keep with the script, and everything after that will be smooth sailing~

Epel: I, uh… see… I still don’t really understand, but I guess you make at least one good point. Epel: If you’re gonna host something rough and tumble like this, it’s better to make sure everyone’s playing by the same rules. It’s the easiest way to keep it in the club, not in the street, right?

Vantablack: Exactly~ You understand. Vantablack: So, Epel, you in? If you’re in, you’re gonna be the next in the ring. I’ll even do the honors of being your first opponent. What do you say~?

Epel: I… nggh…! I really want to! This is exactly the kinda hell I’ve been wantin’ to raise since before I got here to Night Raven! Epel: I’ve been waitin’ so long to actually have somewhere to let loose and go wild. Knowing this place exists now is like a dream come true! Epel: But… I can’t. If I start coming back to Pomefiore with split knuckles, a broken nose, and spitting up blood every week then Vil’s gonna give me hell. Epel: And knowing him, he’ll give you hell too for starting this and roping me into it. He’ll find out about your club and ruin everything for all of you.

Vantablack: Really? Are you that scared of him?

Epel: I’m not scared of him! I’m just… I know him, and I know for a fact what he’ll do. There’s no avoiding what hell will be waiting for both you and me if I get roughed up like this. Epel: If things were different, I would, but… I just can’t right now.

Vantablack: I get it, I get it. Don’t worry your pretty head about it, pipsqueak. Vantablack: Now you know my little secret though, and that makes you an honorary part of the club. Vantablack: So take a hike, and don’t come back until you’re ready for your initiation, got it? Otherwise, you’ll be breaking the rules here and now.

Epel: …I got it. I’ll- I’ll figure things out, and then I’ll come back and raise as much hell as I want, whenever I want! That’s a promise.

Vantablack: Atta boy, I knew you had the spirit of the club in you~ We’ll be waiting for you until then, Epel.

/ End

[fangirlforeversthings]

So this is what i think happened at force ghost heaven after they all died.

*Narrator voice*

Somewhere in force ghost heaven after his death a tired obi wan kenobi sat down and prepared a cup of tea, ready to drink it and enjoy his finally well deserved peace and rest for all eternity to come as suddenly an ear pinching, to him oh so well known, voice disrupted the harmonious silence and before he turned his head he already knew who it was and started silently praying: "oh my force no please, please no." But it was too late: "Oooh maaaasteeeer. Guess who felt so sorry that they let him iiiiin." And before he knew a pair of familiar arms one of them metal hugged him tightly, squishing him. Obi wan twists his face in an annoyed, desperate grimace a familiar headache crawling up his head. "oh force no."

"Obi wan i missed you sooo much and also i an so sorry for what happened i know this makes it not better but: my bad. Yoou, are not angry anymore? R..Right? *traumatisedly remembering the pain after his master beat him up twice after losing his pantience* I mean i love you so i wanted to tell you that back on mustafar that i love you and you are my brother aswell *dramatic sobs*. And i am back now. And i have to tell you soo many stuff soo many years of storys and adventures i have to tell you, and Luke and leia by the way you met them, knew them, tell me about them luke is as strong as his father isnt he? *muffled sobs* AND HOW IN THE WORLD YOU LET MY DAUGHTER HOOK UP WITH A SMUGGLER? also dang how did you got so old like what happened to you you old hermit fart? hahaha and....." and he kept on talking and talking and talking without a point or taking a breath once. Having missed his beloved master so dearly. Cause the moment obi wan was gone he stood there, not having a purpose anymore. shure he wanted to defeat him but he had never actually really thought he would get that far and now that he was gone he was lonely and lost. "Naur. iF OBi waN iS nOt hEre I dOn't LIkE iT. Bye b*tches i'm out. Imma follow him🥰 maybe if i say that i am very very sorry they'll let me in👉🏻👈🏻"

meanwhile obi wan asked himself what he ever did to deserve this. He didn't knew if he should be happy and cry because his beloved brother and best friend was finally back with him as back then in their best days, as if nothing had happened. Or if he should cry cause he was back with him. FoR aLl EteRnItY TO ComE. He ultimately decided to cry.

In the meanwhile a well known, now metal, hand grips the hilt of his purple lightsaber tightly, trying to calm his rage down and stares with a dead expression in his infamous glare with two words on his mind: "skywalker" and "motherf*cker".

Yoda: "oh heck. No, rid off you we thought we got. Mace: " it was MY FREAKING HAND. if you had more patience M*THERFUCKER WE SOME DAY WOULD HAVE GRANTED YOU YOUR STUPID ASS RANK. Like i can't believ you murdered us all just because you had a bad dream and didn't got a rank. Yoda Was about to teach you force healing:"ThE POwEr tO SavE HeR" IF YOU PSYCHOTIC ASS M*THERFUCKING M*THERFUCKER JUST WOULD HAVE HAD A LITTLE MORE PATIENCE. And mental stability." Yoda Petting his leg trying to calm him. Anakin, hiding behind obi wan who is yet done again: "really? Oh. My bad then i guess heh sorry." Mace: " *eye twitching aggressively, heavy breathing* Aaaaaaaah........*distant long scream*"

But obi wan was just about, to have his yelling moment, and that was when his former master stood infront of him a nervous smile on his face waving him hello: "obi wan my dear boy i'm so happy you made it here. I meant to tell you i was there obi wan *putting his hand to his own heart* the whole time you were never alone." A slap and sharp pain caused through gui gons cheeks as he realised that obi wan had slapped him. "what was that for??" Obi wan: "I CALLED FOR HELP AT LEAST 200 TIMES AND NOT EVEN A SINGLE WHAT DO YOU WANT WHAT DO YOU NEED NOTHING!" "Listen here i.." "NO YOU LISTEN HERE YOU OLD FART I WAS BASICALLY STILL A KID MYSELF AND YOU LEFT ME WITH THAT SACK OF CHAOS -*pointing on anakin who looks up at them and smiles, waves happily at qui gon*- no how to parent your padawan book left for instruction NOTHING!!! what were you even doing? I HOPE THE MILK TASTED GOOD!!" "Hey don't yell at your master!! I tell you.." qui gon tries to defend himself but obi wan just continues letting his feelings out:" you cant bring that up on me anymore i am a master myself now!" Qui gon:"AS LONG AS YOU LIVE IN THIS HOUSE..!" Obi wan:"THIS IS NOT THE TEMPLE AND I AM A COUNCIL MEMBER." Qui gon *gasp*: "i can't believe you are bringing this up to me" *shocked* obi wan:"Well i'm sorry but you forced me to. its your fault all of this IS YOUR FAULT." Anakin interrupting him: "so its not mine anymore?" Obi wan: "Sh*t up anakin. The council told you he was to old we should not train him, yoda told you his future was clouded, i told you it was a bad idea BUT YOU HAD TO INSIST and now LOOK WHERE THAT BROUGHT US!!"

Moment of silence. Yoda: "right you are maybe his fault it all was not skywalkers." Mace having finished yelling at anakin: "eh you know what? You're right obes. *pointing at qui gon* YOUR FAULT IT IS M*THERFUCKER" *loud dispute starting.*

I desperately dare someone to make a comic pretty pls

[kittycat-427]

~*|| Stressed ||*~ (Frouse fanfiction)

Characters: Kryoz, Smii7y, BigPuffer, and Blarg.

Ship: Krii7y (Kryoz x Smii7y)

Request?: Nope

TWs: Slight mentions of mental health or self harm

WARNING: CRINGEEE (I'm bad at writing, forgive me for the cringe)

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*Smii7y, Kryoz, Puffer, and Blarg are all hanging out at Kryoz's house*

Puffer: "So Kryoz, you've been sewing recently?"

Kryoz: "Huh? Oh yea, mostly just making some custom pants and shit."

Smii7y: "Are the pants you're wearing right now custom? They look sick as fuck!"

Kryoz: "Yeaa, got these pants for like $2 at a thrift shop. I decided they needed a little pizazz!"

Smii7y: "Damn, $2?! Where you shopping? I gotta check it out!"

Kryoz: "It's just a little thrift shop down the street, I think it's called 'Little Things'? Though I doubt they're also in Canada."

Blarg: "Damn.. Guess I'm not getting any cheap shit."

Puffer: *laughs* "I mean there's gotta be some kind of thrift shop in Canada, I highly doubt there just isn't any thrift shops-"

Smii7y: "Nah, I ain't ever seen a thrift shop where I live. It's just fucking Target and TJ Maxx."

Kryoz: "Damn, y'all ain't got shit... You should just live here in America."

Smii7y: "Nahh, I like it in Canada. Plus it's not easy to just find a house to move into."

Kryoz: "I mean- You could just live with me~"

Smii7y: "Hmmm... Not gonna lie, that sounds kinda fun~"

Puffer: "Now y'all are just flirting with each other. Like y'all always are-"

Smii7y + Kryoz: "What?!"

Smii7y + Kryoz: ". . ."

Smii7y: "Jinx bitch."

*The 4 of them sat and chatted for the rest of the night. Puffer and Blarg headed back to their hotel room, but Smii7y stayed with Kryoz.*

*Smii7y and Kryoz hung out for a while, but things got quiet after a bit. It was very late... 1:00 am*

Kryoz: *sigh* "...God, I wished tomorrow just- wouldn't happen"

Smii7y: "..?"

Smii7y: "What do you mean..?"

Kryoz: "You know..? Everything just kind of fucking sucks, I'm tired of just living. It's so fucking stressful, why do I gotta be perfect?"

Smii7y: "Perfect? You don't have to be perfect, no one is man."

Kryoz: "Well- I just feel like everything I do has to be perfect. My art needs to be perfect, my videos need to be perfect, my fucking life has to be perfect."

Smii7y: "... Are you okay man?"

Kryoz: *sigh* "No... No I'm fucking not okay."

Kryoz: "I'm so so fucking stressed, I'm confused about everything..."

Smii7y: "Confused..? About what?"

Kryoz: "Well... A lot of things. Mainly a... love interest."

Smii7y: "Love interest? Damn, how come you didn't say something earlier..?"

Kryoz: "I-... There's a reason okay? If I had told you, things would've... been different."

Smii7y: "Different? Why? Am I the love interest~?"

Kryoz: ". . ."

Kryoz: *sigh* "Yea, you are.. And I'm not fucking joking alright?"

*Smii7y just sits there, shocked... Not sure what to say.*

Smii7y: "R-Really..? I wasn't expecting that-..."

Kryoz: "Yeah... Sorry for being emotional, tonight was just supposed to be a fun night."

Smii7y: "What?! Don't apologize!"

*Smii7y moved closer to Kryoz and held his hand*

*Smii7y feels Kryoz's hand and wrist...*

Smii7y: "Kryoz.. Your wrist is so beat up..."

Kryoz: "Oh I-..."

Smii7y: "Kryoz..."

Kryoz: "I- I'm sorry.."

Smii7y: "Don't fucking apologize! Just, please take care of yourself man. And hey... I love you too man."

Kryoz: "O-oh! Okay, I didn't expect that..!"

*Kryoz looked at Smii7y for a second or two, leaning closer eventually leading to a kiss.*

Smii7y: "Glad you said something, cause I would've never had the confidence to say anything-..."

Kryoz: "Heh... I almost didn't say anything."

(THE END)

(Y'ALL I SUCK AT WRITING I'M SO SORRY)

[swampstew]

Can I please have Marco or Ace (or polyam) with a gn or he/him reader. A fluffy date to the beach together or a roadtrip? Thaaank you and I hope you are well <3

(I didn't see a list of chars you don't write so hope this is okay - if not ignore me haha)

Hiiii! I am sorry it took me a while to finish this request but I hope you like the end result. I gave you a polyam relationship with he/him pronouns for ya, AND a road trip to the beach💋

All SFW and fluff, Marco X M! reader X Ace, existing polyam relationship, no description of reader but addressed as he/him. WC: 848 Minors DNI - my content is for mature audiences only

The sound of your phone alarm startled you awake. You sleepily slapped at it until it fell off the bed and turned off. Disgruntled, you paw around for your partners and find the bed empty.

Odd.

Normally there are 3 bodies spooning into one another this early in the morning.

Resting your eyes, you slowly processed everything and kept an ear out for clues or noises that gave any indication of where Marco or Ace are. Then you heard it. The soft, muffled sounds of men trying to hide their footfalls as they moved around. It sounded like they were moving things, some heavy and some not as you tried to discern the different sounds each man tried to repress. Tired huffs for heavier loads, a spry step on the wooden floorboard from a young man trying to sneak around.

You didn’t have to wait long – the men in question entered your shared bedroom and dogpiled on you.

“Y/N! Time to wake up!”

“Yoi!”

“What’s going on?” you ask them as you wriggle from under them.

“We’re taking a road trip to the beach!”

Oh hell yeah!

“What should I bring?”

“Just you’re cute self, Y/N,” Marco booped your nose.

The center console of your car could be moved back to allow a third seat between the driver and passenger seats. That’s your designated seat. Even embroidered a little name tag to the fabric.

Since the nearest beach was nearly 2 hours away, you started playing a classic playlist that everyone could enjoy. Bopping your heads and belting the choruses out loud, you took turns skipping through songs and serenading each other with popular music from your respective eras. Marco was more a smooth Jazz and Classic Rock type of cat, while Ace leaned more towards R&B and Pop music. You’re tastes hit everywhere in between theirs which made for a well-rounded lineup.

You fed Marco little snacks as he drove while Ace did the same for you, playing license tag games or ‘I Spy,’ passing the time in between your karaoke performances. Before you knew it – the beach was in sight.

“Oh its perfect!” you crow as the sun hung nice and low in the early morning. It wasn’t overly hot and there were just enough wispy clouds in the skies to cover up the harsh light before it felt overwhelming.

You helped Marco set out the extra large blanket over the sand and assisted Ace with unfolding the chairs and large umbrellas. You all took your excess clothes off and took your time with it, sitting closely together to rub sun lotion over each other’s sensitive skin.

Setting out your items, drinks being made in the background while someone set up the BlueFlame speaker for some relaxing tunes, you took a moment to meditate privately. So happy and so grateful you were able to get away today. To get some rest and relax with each other away from the hassles of living in the city.

Ace finished blowing up some floaties for you all to laze in while you floated in the ocean. Nursing your drinks in the rubber side cup holders, your head tilted to the sky and you adjusted your sunglasses so the sun wouldn’t burn your eyes – Marco would never let you hear the end of it.

You must have nodded off because you jerked awake when your bottom was dragged against the sandy shore.

“Heh! Hey sleepyhead! Ready for lunch? And sunburn reapplication? It may be too late for you actually,” Ace ran his hand over his neck as he helped you up.

“Oh! Yeah we’re going to have to aloe vera you up before we leave and apply it every few hours for the next 24-48 hours-yoi.”

“Sun, you have betrayed my trust yet again!” you sigh woefully.

Marco and Ace broke out in laughter, “He’s so funny!” Ace wiped a tear from his eye.

“He’s also dehydrated,” Marco tossed you a water bottle from the cooler.

Properly fed, hydrated and sun protected, you switch on and off between swimming, hitting a volleyball back and forth, and reading your book while sun bathing. Time didn’t exist for you – at least, not until the sun decided to set and put an end to your little getaway. You pouted the entire time as you packed up and got back in the car to go home.

Ace volunteered to drive so Marco could rest a little on the drive back. It took 3 minutes for him to fall asleep pressed against the window. You and Ace giggled at him and conversed quietly during the drive.

“What a wonderful day, I’m so sad it’s over,” you sigh.

“Don’t be sad it’s over! Cherish it until we can take another trip.”

“Yeah?”

“Of course! We’ll take you anywhere you want to go,” Ace ruffled your hair and pulled you into his side, steering with one hand.

You hum happily, “Noted. In that case, can you take me to get an ice cream?”

That made Marco jerk awake, “I want a double scoop on a waffle cone-yoi!”

[selfshipgushing]

(SHHH ITS HIM AGAIN! THE YAPPER!)

👁☎️🐈 is back! Sorry for dying. Been experiencing the horrors lately + other dumb stuff so today im gonna share my headcanons for my hubby(who I will refer to as 👁) !!! This might be long so mod you don't have to share if you don't like that!! No pressure!! I just wanna share with the class..these don't have order to em. They're just random headcanons cuz uhhh idfk.

•Already talked about 👁 being a cat lover and such. And how there's a cat in source. I like to think after the movie 👁 adopted it. Like bro wasn't gonna leave meow meow all alone. He was probably like "my cat now. Mine! My meow meow!!meooooqwww" Or some deranged shit. Silly murder man and his Lil meow meow against the world.

•Ik sexuality/gender headcanons r common buttt..👁 is gay + intersex. Idc. His creator literally said he doesn't like women at all so he's definitely mlm/nwlm(if that's the right way to say it. Sorry if it's wrong :<) + I'm gay so It's self indulgent hehe <3 I feel like he would of delt with some internalized homophobia due to the time period he's in + trauma but he's getting over it & healinf. He's accepted he's a boy kisser.

(My experience is people in 👁's fandom do not like when people headcanon him as liking men but frankly idc. It's basically canon. Fight the wall. He's fruity and we r gay married.)

•It's canon that 👁 canonically has alot of mental health issues+trauma and alot of my headcanons stem from that. But...👁 is HEAVILY neurodivergent diverse coded. Personally I headcanon him with autism + possibly adhd. Yes this is because I'm also those things. Shhh.

•wide eyed 24/7. This man just be looking at you all crazy like. He got crazy eyes. CLOSE YOUR EYES BITCH‼️/j me and him be having starring contest and shit sometimes. Like..👁👁 looking at me with those eyes.

•insomniac. And yaps instead of sleep. I'm just trying to sleep it's 3am and he's over here Yapping about a rat he found in the house or some random shit. It's cute! Idc!

•definitely clingy. not clingy. CLINGY clingy. I can't get up from bed without having to untangle myself from his lanky ass arms. If he wants to hold my hand or hug me or whatever he will...and I'm not complaining heh. He deserves hugs after witnessing the horrors.

•he's sneaky asf. I mean that's canon. Bro broke into a sorority house- he's sneaky. Like a damn mouse.

•Fucking loves soft things. Clothes, blankets, stuffed animals, etc!!! I have a stuffed kitty named after him and he loves it. He loves anything cuddly and soft!! Possibly cuz he's never really had stuff like that so it makes him feel comfortable <3

Okay...I need to shut up☠️ erm...thanks for reading this if you did♡ most of these make no sense but they're silly so I thought I'd share!! Some might be ooc but ;P

-👁☎️🐈

i like reading these send essays pls I love the long ones

[therhythmafterthesummer]

rhythm!! my keyboard automatically adds hythm after the r... i've been ❤️‍🩹 anon all this time heh so after all the asks even my phone seems to recognise you when i'm starting a new one!!

i'm on hiatus, and i will be for a long time, but i come to tumblr to gossip every now and then and today the first post on my fyp was a self reblog of a wr!work you posted anteayer (my tumblr is spanish 😌☝🏼) and i have to say you lightened my night. i still have to check out the recommendations to gave me in the last ask, but life has been too harsh on me lately and not only do i need time, but also the right mental state to enjoy it properly, if you know what i mean. i will absolutely read the wereroomies one, but just because at this point that little found family of yours is a way of healing by reading.

it's just, i don't know if it's okay to burden you with this, but i kind of need you to know too- how much do you help with your fics. how much comfort do you bring. how much a random reblog or a simple post of you can actually change an unknown life. if i'm on hiatus is because i'm not having the best time of my life rn (quite opposite) and it's not even writing what i can't do, but interacting here is so exhausting and draining that i can't afford it. and tonight i tried opening the app following the advice of a friend (she suggested it could actually be a distraction, reading some comfort fics) and the first thing i see is that wr!drabble??

it was weird the way i actually wanted to cry. in a good way, ofc. just, i've lost the capacity of flowing with words so excuse me if i don't make sense. what i really mean is thank you. i think i've said it a couple of times already since the first ask i sent, but i can't stop repeating it because it's what i feel everytime i see you blog in this app: thank you, thank you, thank you. for every time that you thought on giving up and you didn't, for every second spent in front of the screen, for all the nice words you always have for us, for every day you continue to be how you are, bringing so much joy to this blog, to this community, to this world. i swear, thank you so much 🤍🤍

- ❤️‍🩹 anon (oops, ya es por costumbre)

ohhh, baby mars, you sent this quite a while ago and i'm sorry i'm answering it just now💜

i think i told you already, but i was surprised to learn you were one of my frequent anons🥺🥺💜

i totally relate to the feeling of interacting being exhausting and draining... when life gets rough, our social interactions are one of the first things to take the toll, especially if they're public, so i totally get it.

it warms my heart that you can find some comfort in my silly little words and my silly little blog. truly. being aware of this makes me believe that maybe it's worth it to stay here and continue to share this space with such lovely people, even if it takes me 938472943 years to drop by because Life Is Too Much.

i really do hope things get better soon for you (and for all of us). hang in there, bb. we can do this!

thank you for taking the time to send this message, it really means the world to me💜

[belovedgamers]

asks for you on your birthday! any combination of [ 🍄, ❄️, 🦋, 🪲] :D?

Hiii I answered this and it didn't save and I was devastatedddd and needed time to recover lmao. Anyway, take two :D

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

While running her experiments, Lizzie definitely forgot an appointment or two with Joel, but it all evens out because sometimes he forgets about the day it is because of his sculpting or building or--

This continues to today. There are things they definitely hold very dear and try to schedule around, but most of the time if Lizzie is like "we booked an ocean tour around evening and it's FULL of rich people sorry", Joel's reply is something like "ooooh, more time to work out the floor's tiling". They lead very chaotic and busy lives <3

❄️ ⇢ what's your dream theme/plot for a fic, and who would write it best?

I really want to read a fic exploring what Mythland's citizens were going through during the corruption arc, and how many likely left their homes behind. Could be a single family or even just a person, or many, really. I'd be especially interested in seeing these runaways flee to the Cod Empire (Mythland is vast, for some Helianthia would be too far, and Pearl has her own relationship with the demon that may not be super comforting to run towards). How do you choose to run to your enemy? Why should they take you? Where do you go? Is there already an established Mythic diaspora there? There probably should be! And how do these cultures connect or clash? What prejudices do they all have to unlearn?

As to for who'd write it, peradi or prolix, who each wrote one of my favorite Star Wars fics (have you heard and things we know by heart, both about storm troopers rebelling). Neither of them writes for mcyt though, which means I'll have to roll up my sleeves and figure out some more geography. Heh.

🦋 ⇢ share something that has been on your heart and mind lately

I had a completely different thing here, but it got sent into the aether, so a new topic it is.

A while ago I saw a post with someone very disappointed/frustrated with George R. R. Martin's response to "what's the solar system that causes superseasons?" The response was "it's magic". The poster said you need to have an idea of why your planet works the way it works in mechanical terms, not something that handwaves and dismisses it.

I've been thinking about that lately, with Empires. Do I agree with the poster? I'm not sure. This isn't a defense of Martin, I dislike the guy, but I do think if you're reading a fantasy series with prophecies and dragons and curses and sorcerers... you do have to, at some point, accept "it's magic" for an answer?

The way I see it in Empires, where there are dragons and prophecies and curses and wizards, monsters and gods and immortals, I think of magic as a force that affects the environment, sometimes in unquantifiable ways. If you're one of the people who loves playing around with the idea presented in the end poem that the universe loves you, and I am, then that's another alive force to consider. I would even say that relying on magic is useful when translating game mechanics into a world, and then you can figure out who has access to what kind of magic or how these spell castings differ.

But maybe I am alone in this? I don't know. I'm a "politics, language, textiles and food" kinda guy. If I'm asked to figure out a solar system or complex biological underground networks, I will start weeping.

🪲 ⇢ add 50 words to your current wip and share the paragraph here

This will only make sense to you, or I hope it does. 53 words! Look at me go.

Umbra’s hands were warm. The memory is a punishment, these days. She used to reach out to him, his rough cheek held by her rougher palm, and smile. No, not smile, relax. She didn’t smile much, towards the end. A lot of details have faded, but not that one. He remembers that one.

It's no longer my birthday! Writer's truth or dare!

[greenkirbkid456u]

Ruuuby diary

Written by greenkirbkid456u characters are made by arcadekitten these are not my characters!!

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 Dear diary

i….. I had the dream again… i saw … it? Her? Me. I saw me again. I was just staring at myself. It was…. Odd just like the other times.. Um… i was just staring at me. I couldn't move… and when i did a very sharp pain shot though my body.. So.. I didn't. I just stared in my own eyes… its. Eyes there was black as the night but no pretty stars in then just pitch blackness… but it didn't scare me like it would normally do it.. It.. Hmm how do i saw this? It was strangely comforting? It was weird.. No it IS weird! They looked like me talked like me and walked like me! Im pretty sure it is ME! But not like the voice in my head it was like…. Something alien. But normal? Natural? Right. It… no sorry she said to me. (You will join us one day and you will be beautiful just… like. Us.) Her words was… so soothing but so confusing! Who is us? Why do i need to join them?...... Why do i want to join them? Well it was no use anyway shorty after she said that my body felt heavy and then i woke up. And then i started to write this! Well…. I have to meet Stella today we are going on a picnic! 

Dear diary

Its still the same day! The picnic went well! …. Well mostly… not that anyone got mad!! But i told.. Stella about my dream! It came up when me and raj was talking about weird dreams heh heh…. Stella then looked at me with a very worried look…. I thought my dream was fine buuuuuutttt Stella said that i needed to come with her….alone well i did and she started to question me! Then i told her everything and then she told me that i might be dealing with something called a demon! I.. Was trying to say it was just a dream but she said that it wasn't just a dream and told me if i had the dream again then to come back to her immediately. Now im somewhat scared….but i don't think that it was bad! Right?

Dear diary 

Today is the next day and i had the dream again! But it was different i was in a fully white room.. I was staring at a mirror in the middle of the room…. I saw her again. She was in the mirror but she was very VERY different a bit scary i say! Heh heh… but she was a giant eye just staring into my soul though the mirror i think i could move? I didn't try too… it was like the mirror was um whats the word hp.. Hp.. Hypnotizing me? Yea.. Thats it while i was staring it felt like me my body my mind… my soul? Was being taken away…..it felt good like it was meant to happen… it was weirdly right? In that sense but… well just staring at the mirror made my body heavy like i was about to go to sleep but. Then she spoke again.. (You need to come with us we will give you a new better home ruuuby don't you want that?) I don't remember what i said but she then smiled at me as she reached her hand out of the mirror when it got to me the grabbed me by the hand and started to pull me into the mirror and before i could get in the mirror….i woke up pretty late at night as well… thats why im writing this now…. Im going to get some thing to eat… 

Then ruuuby goes down stairs and then cooks up a pie for herself to eat

R: mmm! Gosh ruuuby how do you do it! Heh heh (she said talking to herself as she heard a knock at the door) oh? Who is up at this hour? Um… coming! (Ruuuby then goes to the door) um who is it? 

L: ruuuby its me! Lambchop! Open the door i have a surprise for you…. (He had a malicious sounding tone to his voice) 

R: oh!! Ok! Hold on! (Ruuuby said while blushing as she open the door) hi lam- (but before the pooor sweet girl could get anymore words out a axe was swung at her neck killing her instantly) 

L:HHHHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA DAMN! You stupid idiot!!! By the star witches! You poor fools are all the same! (The asshole said as he walked away)  well see you in the morning!   

But ruuuby couldn't hear him she couldn't hear anything she woke up in a pitch black void as she was floating in the middle of it

R:what? (Ruuuby said her head pounding and her vision blurry) what happened? Why am i back here? Is she here?

As soon as ruuuby said this the fake of her appears floating right in front of her and… she looked enraged.

R: oh! Um…. Hello again? Im surprised i can speak! Heh heh are…. You ok?

Her: no i am not… we are not… do you know what he did to you?

R: um no? Well i felt something sharp hitting my neck? Buuuu- 

HER:HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW HE KILLED YOU!  (The thing yells at ruuuby angered)

R: what? No! Lambchop would never do that he is too sweet for that!

HER: oh ruuuby you sweetheart your soul is brighter then the sun BUT you cannot be further then the truth he had a axe he swung it at you…. He killed you…

R: (ruuuby thought about it for a minute) no… you will have to show me proof. I will not believe you so easily. (Ruuuby said sternly)

HER: but ruuuby. ( she said with a surprisingly high amount oh sadness) ok then (then she snaps her fingers and ruuuby remembers something something that Stella locked away the night… that damn night when lambchop forced her to eat her own friend buck) see?

R: oh…. Oh my god.. (Ruuuby then falls on her knees and starts to gag and then throw up the pie she eat earlier) why? Why? Did he do that! I… i thought we was… friends.

HER: no we are NOT. That monster he….. Has been doing this for a while with everybody in the town it is….vile.

R: oh… well (ruuuby floated there a thought about something) oh! I know! We can tell Stella about it! She will help i know it!

HER:...... (She stared at ruuuby with a cold glare) or i can do this.. 

R: wait what? 

Then she floated away as ruuuby starts to hear her name over and over until

S:RUUUBY!

R:AH! (She wakes up with Stella over her with her head pounding) oh! Um. Hi stella! How are you doing?

S: no no how are you doing ruuuby? Are you ok? Does your head hurt?

R:um… no not really! Im fine! Um so.. Why are you here stella? 

S:oh i was just passing by and i saw you um.. Laying there what happened to you if you can remember(stella said with a reassuring smile on her face)

R:oh um… i was in the kitchen at night then lambchop knocked on the door and then when i open the door i well knocked out heh.. I

Strange isn't it?

S: oh ok Don't worry i will go talk to him ok? (It sounded like Stella was mumbling under her breath)

R: oh! Um ok! Thanks Stella your the best!

S: ha hah! Your welcome got some rest now ok?

R:um? Ok

Dear diary

Its ruuuby again its been a day later and…. Everyone is pretty shaken up… why? Well a day back i was talking to Stella after i knocked out and a few hours after she lefted she was walking around going to everyone house looking for lambchop she told me this when i got there but… he was gone just GONE! Like he left the town entirely! His house and room was gone and the candy shop looked abandoned! It was like he just left but that couldn't be the case i… i went to his house after Stella and i saw his now completely empty house but when i got up to his bedroom all that was left in it was his bed with a lot of blood on it i… i thought i was going to throw up! It was so weird it was just like he was…. Gone. It was strange…. But i know how did it so i rushed back to my home and um…. I tired to go to sleep buuuut i wasn't to tried but i will push though it i need to talk to her.

[whumpberry-cookie]

ALSO I FEEL SO BAD FOR ASKING BUT YOUR PROMPTS ARE SOOO SWEET, CAN YOU MAKE SOME WHOLESOME PROMPTS? IM SORRY FOR ASKING AGAIN BUT THEY R SOO SWEET!! -🍭🍬

Don't be sorry, anon! I'm really happy to receive asks! I'm not sure if you mean more prompts about sweets or just some wholesome comfort in general.

So for now I can offer:

Comfort prompts with animal Caretaker

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Theriantrophy Caretaker is stuck in their animal form (wolf) for a long time. One day they find a lonely traveler freezing in the snow, alone, in the middle of the forrest. So Caretaker lies next to them and their unnaturaly high temperature warms Whumpee up. Unconcious Whumpee insinctively clunches to Caretaker's.

Whumpee cries in front of Caretaker and tells them how they have to run away from people. The wolf sits in front of them with understanding eyes, maybe tilts their head, like dogs do. (W:) "Heh, sometimes you really act like you can understand me" they pet Caretaker's chin (W:) "Silly, fluffy guy"

The same Caretaker gets to know Whumpee can't even provide themselves with food from the human shops. So Caretaker hunts for them. They are suprised tho why Whumpee is so pale and shaky every time Caretaker brings the fresh prey to eat. Don't humans like meat? Maybe they don't like rabbits?

Whumpee finds themselves a group of friends, but wolf Caretaker still keeps sleeping with their head on Whumpee's chest and guard them. (T:) "It's been 9 hours. Maybe we should wake him?". Caretaker opens their eyes and starts growling warningly. (T:) "Ah! Okay, okay! There, jeez!!! This dog freaks me out sometimes!" (T2:) "It's just a dog. Don't tease them, they're sleeping".

Whumpee cries alone in their room, saying to themselves how ugly they are. And how everyone leaves them because of if (maybe some serious facial scars). Oh how shocked they are when their lifelong cat friend they took in, turns to a beautiful human. And tenderly wipes Whumpee's tears from their cheek. "My dear human. I've heared your late night confessions, when the world seemed to abandon you. And I know your heart more than anyone. Let me tell you, you are the most beautiful soul I ever bound my fate with".

(C:) "You know, I still hold the grudge for making me wear silly pet costumes"

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Thank you for the ask, Candy Anon!