#tbh were mostly worried about keeping the cats safe

[alchemocha]

Hiya!

I’ve posted this in a couple spots already but

My wife and I need to make a sudden trip to the US next month to get them the medical care they can’t get here in Canada, and my in laws (their bio parents) have decided to suddenly change their mind and we can no longer stay with them while situating because we’ll have our two cats (who are service animals!!), and now we have to scramble for hotel funds within a month so that we have a place for us and the cats to stay safely. I’d be happy to give some little draws in return for the help. Even just sharing this around would mean the world to me. Thank you from both of us.

[followthebluebell]

Hi hi!!!! I’m super super sorry to bother you in such a stressful time but I have some things going on with a cat in my life and thought you’d have some ideas!!! My boyfriend recently picked up a female cat from his friend. This is his first ever cat, and the friend said they were strays he found as kittens and now keeps on his catio. The problem is that the friend said the female has always been kind of shy but explained that the two brothers were a lot more social and kind of butted her out of the way to get attention. So now she’s at my boyfriend’s house, she’s been there since Monday, and she won’t come out from under the bed at all during the day. She has been lightly exploring at night and has used her litter boxes a couple times, but last night she didn’t use them or eat or drink at all. He’s getting really worried and stressed since this is his first cat and I keep telling him to be patient. Is there anything else we can do to make her more comfortable or is it a waiting game? Do you think she’ll actually warm up or is she just going to be a cat that’s stressed out being in a house vs outside on the catio?

hello, hello! honestly, i'd rather talk about cats than politics any day. I don't know how to solve a country's myriad of problems, but i know cats.

so, it's really normal for cats to be shy at first, especially in a new environment. For a moment, imagine what it must be like: you are a small animal who's known only one place all your life. Suddenly, you are in a new place! With strangers! You're vaguely aware that they PROBABLY aren't harmful, but you're really not sure. Better to stay safe until you ARE sure.

It can take a cat up to three months to FULLY become comfortable in their new environment (tbh, it can take MUCH longer for some cats, but they tend to be extreme outliers). The fact that she's coming out at night to use her box and eat are VERY good signs.

So when i recommend is that your boyfriend spends some time on the floor. He doesn't need to interact directly with the cat--- in fact, I recommend he ignores her mostly. Just sit down on the floor with a puzzle, a book, a video game--- just anything that's quiet that lets him exist in the cat's environment for a little while. By just existing there, he can demonstrate that he's not a threat. He doesn't need to be there for like. a long time or anything. he can start out with small stretches of time and adjust as necessary.

She might start to come out slowly, but try to leave all interactions up to her. He can offer her little treats--- little bits of chicken (no seasoning; cheap roast chicken is a favorite, as long as it's the unseasoned bits. you can even just boil up chicken breast), temptations, churu (or anything similar) are all favorites and do pretty well. Leave the treats within her easy reach. As she starts to come closer, leave the treats closer to his leg or something. The idea is to get her to associate him with Tasty Delicious Things.

It's also fine if she doesn't eat the treats immediately while he's watching. Again, she's stressed and scared; she doesn't realize he doesn't mean any harm. She's just scared :( She's a very small cat in a very big world that's suddenly gotten a whole lot bigger.

He could also buy some feliway diffusers, but this can be a bit pricey. I can say that most cats react very well to them, but most cats react just as well to chicken, so let's start with the lower cost items.

[kissesinthemist]

Meadowlark Headcanons

• Kingsley stresses the group out but the person most effected by it is Cole. Perrine worries about it obviously but they are mostly used to their shenanigans and Clementine trusts that they will keep themselves safe (I also like to think that they join Kingsley with some of their shenanigans)

• Because of this, I think Cole can’t spend much time alone with Kingsley without feeling like their about to have a heart attack

• Clementine enjoys collecting ceramic figurines, specifically of animals like cats, ducks, etc. Additionally, I think it would like collecting tea sets (mainly from second hand stores since money can be tight sometimes)

• Perrine rarely lets their hair down. The only time they let their hair down is when they shower or bathe. The rest of the time they have it braided (they are very tender headed because of this)

• I think Clémentine would really enjoy scrapbooking. I can imagine them being the one to take pictures of the others while they hang out and it creating beautiful collages to forever immortalize the memories. It’s an activity they do alone most of the time since I don’t think the others would be all that interested in scrapbooking (Maybe Cole but idk)

• This isn’t really a headcanon but Kingsley reminds me of Louise Belcher from Bobs Burgers. Maybe not as intense as Louise but still, whenever I picture Kingsley in my mind and how they would act I basically picture Louise

• Perrine usually has dirty hands since they do most of the dirty work around the sanctuary. They also have tough calluses on its hands because of this

• Adding onto the previous headcanon, Clémentine sees their hands and offers to clean them for it. Perrine is hesitant at first but Clémentine forces them in the end. I think they would also paint Perrine’s nails but it chips off quickly due to all the work they do

• I’m not sure if parts of our history is canon in Meadowlark but Kingsley seems like the type of kid to really like dinosaurs. Not just a normal amount, I mean a complete dinosaur nerd. Tbh I think they’d like any type of reptile, it truly doesn’t matter to them

• Perrine doesn’t like insects. They aren’t exactly afraid of them but if one were to crawl on them they’d feel uneasy. However it would rather die than admit this to anyone

• Also, if an insect were to ever get into the sanctuary, Perrine would be the one to deal with it (Mainly because they want to seem tougher)

• Cole has the worst spice tolerance out of the group. They probably find too much pepper spicy

• I might be projecting on this one but Cole would probably enjoy panna cotta. It’s fairly plain with just a slight sweetness to it so it seems like something they would like. However, they would take it plain without much if any berry sauce

• Adding onto the Clémentine and Perrine nail headcanon, I think Clémentine would throw spa days sometimes for the whole group. Facial masks, pedicures, haircare, etc. However I’m not sure how much the others would enjoy it

• Cole probably doesn’t mind too much, they just like spending time with Clémentine. Perrine goes along with it but they don’t like spending the whole day doing nothing so they get antsy after a while. Kingsley.. idk they probably get bored and run off to do their own thing

That’s all I have for now. I plan on posting modern headcanons for the characters soon so stay tuned for that. Goodbye for now <3

[desiredcaramellatte]

Oh ehh hello! I hope I don't bother, but may I request Pitaya Dragon dating hcs?? Please and thank you! ^^

Hello!!

I’m happy we got Pitaya in kingdom but, tbh, I’m just waiting for Ananas

Imagine Longan in kingdom too 👀👀

Don’t know how they would fit well into the story though hhh

Also Pitaya in disguise I’m sorry mmm

Pitaya Dragon x reader

Romantic

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ They purr. It’s canon. They purred. Yes, the dragons are all just giant cats in disguise. Rub behind the little strands of their hair on the sides of their face, behind their ears, on the curve of their back, or under their jaw and they will be a mess of purrs.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Of all the dragons, Pitaya is the most vocal and willing to show their affection and/or accept yours. They like to commonly head but you or push against you. They do so lightly, but with them being a dragon and their ‘lightly’ being not-so-light in cookie terms, this can result in you falling over if you’re not paying attention, or if they bump you too roughly. They tend to bump you against you neck and shoulders, but they’ve done so to your side, back, and stomach before.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ They hATE water. Being a dragon based on fire and all, water is the Pitaya Dragon’s natural enemy. They enjoy it in little amounts, like drinking a bottle of water or combing water through their hair, but they do NOT like baths or going to the ocean or any type of river. Just bodies of water big enough to encapsulate them almost whole. They will accept taking hot showers, though. The bathroom is practically a sauna once they’re finished with it.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Affections aside from head butting you like the absolute cat they are also include taking you for piggyback rides in either of their forms. If it’s on the ground they’ll mostly sticking to their reserved form, but if they want to fly with you on their back or terrify the locals, they’ll swap to their dragon form. If you ever do fall off of them, they are quick to catch you. If they were close to the ground when you fell and they could catch you, expect them to whole Maleficent-dive under you and catch you with their entire body. They’ll be a little sore from hitting the ground harshly, but their scales are almost as hard as their head. They’re mostly worried about if you’re alright.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ If you wanted to have some sort of saddle or rope or handle for you to hang onto during flights with them in their dragon form, they wouldn’t be against it. So long as it’s removable and doesn’t hinder their flying ability and keeps you safe, then go ahead. Sometimes they might fly with you in their talons (they have beans. Giant dragon beans. Squish the giant beans) if you don’t feel like being on the back or just need a quick transportation, as well.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Their scales are VERY warm. This makes for very good cuddles whenever it’s cold. You don’t even need a blanket by his point- their wings are wide enough to cover whatever part of you isn’t already by their clinginess during snuggle time.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ They love getting into random fights with just about anything. Dragons, people, dogs, cats, furniture. You name it, they probably have a story about sparring with it. Mr. Sprinkles has learned not to come anywhere near Pitaya.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ This dragon is a big tease as well! They’ll tease you on small things you like and do, all in good fun. They can get a little overboard, but their teasing usually ends in either a good laugh or a small head but from them, to show they are just being a little nuisance to you and they don’t mean anything they say.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ The furniture is not safe around them. Either by accident or on purpose, you go through a couch every month and a bed every two. Someone please save the furniture, they don’t deserve this.

[forthedancingandthethriving]

(More writing practice,, been down in the dumps lately tbh,, and yeah I'm referencing Duckapus's AU hehe)

Many knew of Overseer, knew that it was always watching, lurking, and documenting. But none knew it. None knew what it looked like, sounded like, or even behaved like. So, it was easy for it to slip out into the world of code and explore. Still, it had to use a fake name when out and about.

"Hey, Waypoint! Click! Welcome back!" the owner of the restaurant/bar they entered, Sparks, waved. He was a Program that was pretty small in stature due to how he was built; he had a cube head that floated over two smaller, thinner cubes that also floated apart, and a small upside triangle finished his body. He had two floating hands as well. His eyes were a bright green, while his body was red.

Blotch liked to call him 'Christmas' sometimes, much to Overseer's chargin and Sparks's amusement.

"Hello to you too, Sparks," Overseer greets him as the it and Blotch came up to the front counter. They both took seats. Blotch's bracelet gently clacked against the surface as they sat, and Overseer quickly glanced at it. That bracelet was the only way Blotch could safely be here, and it would rather not have to do a sudden repair.

"The usual, I'm guessing?" Sparks tilts his head.

"Mhm!" Blotch nods.

As the Progam nodded back and got to work, Overseer looked around the establishment. There are Programs all around, some other stray beings too. Sparks had a well-known place, mostly because he was so accepting of anyone entering.

"Hey, did you hear? There's a new Program down at the Internate Cafe," Sparks informs them as he sets their drinks in front of them.

"Is that the place where the owner doesn't have a license?" Blotch raises a brow.

"Yeah, Hotspot." Sparks nods, passing tray to a Program who walked by. "Don't get me wrong, she's a good Program, but she's so worried about the Moderators coming down on her ass.."

Overseer hums and sips from its drink. Sparks glances at it.

"Say, Waypoint, how goes your job?" Sparks asks.

"Well enough." it closes its eyes, voice calm and even. "Click keeps me company on the more bare days."

"How sweet." Sparks chuckles before passing them their food. "Well, you guys know what to do. Shout if you need me."

As the Program floats off, Blotch lowers their voice. "New Program, huh?"

"We don't need to interfere." Overseer lowers its voice. "We never do. You know how this works."

"Ugh.." Blotch stabs a fork into their food. "I know, but I don't like it."

"'Vector' is not a true Program, don't forget." the watcher remarks, biting into their food. "Fan the flames he may, in his plans, he underestimates just how powerful some of those Admins are."

Blotch nods and resumes eating, a comfortable silence falling between the two as the chatter of other Programs filled the air. Once done, the two paid, said their farewells, and left.

As the duo walk, Blotch speaks up first.

"Why do you keep yourself a secret?" the cat asks, tilting their head.

"So that when I reveal myself, others are either fearful or intimidated." Overseer answers simply.

They snort as it smiles. "Weirdo."

"It always works." It retorts, and Blotch knows its smiling wider underneath the hood.

As the two continue, Blotch watches as their friend begins to use their acid manipulation, simply for show. It reminded Blotch why their were friends with the other.

Sometimes, it was nice to have a friend when you were cursed to never be able to stay in a physical place for long.

[deobienthusiast]

meet my guard cat

• pairing: lee juyeon (the boyz) x reader

• word count: 1,833 words

• genre: fluff

• warnings: mentions of not feeling safe, angry juyeon, a few curse words

• notes: the amount of titles i came up with for this, it was hard to pick one (none of them were good tbh😅) also i reached 400 followers YAYYYY! Thank you so so much for that🤍🤍

• requested: yes | no by anon

“Are you sure this is how you want to spend your birthday? Just walking around the mall?” You heard your boyfriend, Juyeon, say behind.

His arm was being strongly held (and pulled out of its socket) in your grip as you pulled him around the large building. He had managed to put in some time off from work to spend time with you for your birthday, and when you told him you wanted just a lowkey day, going to the mall wasn't on his mind.

You turned to look at Juyeon as he stared down at you. his cat-like eyes glistened under the bright, fluorescent lights as he raised an eyebrow at you.

“Since when are you turning down the mall? Aren't you the one that is obsessed with the food court?” You teased him.

Juyeon’s eyebrow fell as he let out a laugh. “Touché.”

You stood on your tiptoes to peck his cheek as you smiled. “I promise, a shopping spree is the way I want to spend my birthday. Okay?”

He let out a sigh before nodding and breathing out an ‘okay’ of his own. This time you pecked his lips as you started pulling his arm to drag him through the mall again. Juyeon chuckled as he brought his free hand to grab his shoulder, trying to run out the tension that was being brought to the joint.

“I think I’m going to need a visit to an orthopedic surgeon when we get finished.” Juyeon said under his breath, just loud enough for you to hear.

You stopped in front of a store, making the boy bump into you, as you sheepishly turned to him, giving him a smile as you dropped his hand.

“Sorry,” You said shyly.

He pecked your forehead. “It’s okay.”

This time, Juyeon grabbed your hand and walked you both at a comfortable pace into a department store. You let go of his hand as you ran off into the store in a different direction than your boyfriend. He didn’t even have time to process you letting go of his hand as he turned to ask you something and you were gone. Juyeon noticed you on the other side of the store, looking at different pairs of jeans before his eyebrows furrowed. A guy he was certain that neither of you knew had walked up to you.

“Can I help you with something?” The guy asked, making you jump.

You brought a hand to your chest as you smiled slightly. “Oh, you scared me. Um, I think I’m fine. Thank you, though.”

The worker watched you momentarily as his eyes raked up and down your body. You suddenly felt uncomfortable as you excused yourself, quickly heading to a new aisle. Once you were away from the worker, you looked at the shirts hanging up on the racks. You found one that you particularly liked that would look good on Juyeon as you pulled it off the rack.

“You know, that shirt wouldn’t fit you.” You heard from behind you.

Turning around, you clutched the shirt closer to you as you spoke.

“Obviously. It’s not for me.” You told the worker as you went back to looking at the different shirts.

He took a step closer to you. “Buying it for a friend?”

“Try boyfriend,” Juyeon said as he joined you by your side.

The worker took a step back as he took in Juyeon’s large stature. Your boyfriend definitely had a couple of inches on the guy. Juyeon pulled you into him as the guy smiled.

“Nice to meet you,” He barely spared a glance at Juyeon as he spoke to you again. “Between you and I, I’d never leave someone as good looking as you in a store by yourself. Anybody can scoop you up and take you away. Be careful about that.”

He winked at you, before throwing a smirk towards Juyeon. Walking away from the two of you, Juyeon pulled the shirt out of your hands and pulled you out of the store.

He held onto your hand tightly as you both walked towards the food court. Juyeon stayed mostly silently, this time keeping a close eye on the people around the two of you.

“Juyeon-ie, just relax.” You told him, rubbing his arm.

You felt the stiffness of his arm disappear beneath your fingertips as he looked down at you.

“I’m sorry. He was just worrying me.” Juyeon said softly.

You got on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek as he tilted his head slightly, pushing his nose against yours. “Thank goodness I have you right?”

Juyeon nodded with a chuckle as he pulled you guys into line at an ice cream shop. Pulling you in front of him and wrapping his arms around you, Juyeon let you pick whatever you wanted from the menu as he just opted for a plain double vanilla scoop in a waffle cone. You both chose a table that was towards the back of the food court just so you could people watch.

“Good birthday so far?” Juyeon asked as he watched you stick a mouthful of sprinkled covered ice cream into your mouth.

You nodded, cheeks full as he laughed. “I told you I didn’t want to do anything else. Just shop and spend time with my person.”

Juyeon smiled widely as he looked around the food court. The different people walking around, the elderly couple bickering over what place to order food from, the teenagers who were acting like idiots and disturbing the neighboring families, and even the same worker from earlier.

“What is this guy’s deal?” Juyeon said, catching you off guard.

You scrunched up your nose in confusion as he stared straight ahead, almost as if he was staring into your soul. He wasn’t looking at you though, rather he was looking past you. Craning your neck around to follow his gaze, you noticed who he was talking about.

A sigh left your mouth as you looked at your boyfriend, who’s cat-like eyes had narrowed as he shot daggers at the worker. You finished off your ice cream as you grabbed Juyeon’s hand and pulled him up from his seat.

“Hey, look at me,” You said, cupping his face in your hands so he’d look at you.

Juyeon’s brown orbs traveled around your face before staring into your eyes.

You pecked his lips, making his cheeks turn a light shade of pink. “Don’t let him ruin this day. I’m having a great time, shopping, eating ice cream, and spending time with my favorite boy. Okay?”

His eyes watched you momentarily, drifting up to where the worker was still standing before nodding. You smiled as you pulled him away to another store. This time to a store that both you and Juyeon could both shop at. Juyeon decided to stay close this time as he helped you pick out some outfits that he thought would look good on you.

He ventured off just slightly, leaving you to look at a wall of shoes.

“I definitely need some new shoes.” You said to yourself as you ran your fingers along the different shoes.

When you found a pair you liked, you pulled them off the rack before feeling a presence behind you.

“Find something you like?” You asked, as you turned around, expecting to come face to face with your boyfriend.

“I absolutely did.” Said the worker from earlier.

“So it’s your birthday, huh?” He asked you.

You swallowed back the lump in your throat as you looked around the store for Juyeon.

The guy took a step closer as you took one back, running out of room as you were near a corner. “Happy Birthday.”

He looked you up and down, making you feel insanely uncomfortable considering he was practically undressing you with his eyes.

“It’s kind of cheap of your boyfriend to bring you to a mall, don’t you think? If you were mine,” He paused backing you into the corner. “You would be getting wined, dined, and pampered. All day, everyday.”

You noticed Juyeon quickly coming up behind the guy as you smirked. “I chose to come here, because I’m not a materialistic person.”

The guy gave you a confused look as he immediately let out a yelp, causing people to look over at your side of the store. Juyeon had a firm grip on the back of the guy’s neck as he pushed him against the wall rack of shoes. Some fell from the rack due to the force as Juyeon held him there. The guy let out a cry of pain as you quickly moved from the corner.

“I’m so over you bothering people. You’re like a dog with bone. Why can’t you just leave us alone?” Juyeon said as you finally got him to let go of the worker.

He pushed you behind him as he kept you out of harm's way. The worker turned towards the two of you as Juyeon stood his ground.

He scoffed at the sight. “So you don’t like material things, and judging by your boyfriend, you don’t like dogs. So what the hell do you like then, you prude?”

“Cats.” You said as Juyeon punched the worker.

A crowd had gathered as you managed to pull your seething boyfriend out of the store. You dragged him out of the mall as he continued to mutter to himself about how much he hated that guy for following you two around all day. You managed to pull the boy into the car park as you stopped in front of his car.

“Juyeon,” You said as he continued to grumble. “Juyeon.”

He kept talking to himself before you smiled and shook your head. “Babe!”

Juyeon stopped as he looked at you. “What?”

“It’s over. You won. I doubt he’ll bother us ever again.” You told him with a laugh.

He looked at you confused. “How are you so calm? He was practically eating you with his eyes, salivating over you.”

You giggled. “Juyeon, you were protecting me. I knew I would have nothing to worry about because you’d never let anything happen to me. You’re my guy. My guard.”

“Cat.” Juyeon added.

“What?” You asked with a grin.

“I’m your guard, cat. You said you like cats more than dogs. I’m your cat, so I’m your guard cat.” He said as a smile grew on his face.

You looked at him for a moment as you giggled again, pecking his lips. “What you are is outrageously adorable, but I like what you said too. Now come on, I want to spend the rest of my birthday at home.”

“With your guard cat?” Juyeon asked.

You kissed him again as he wrapped his arms tightly around you, nuzzling his nose into your face. “Yes, Juyeon. With my guard cat. Thank you for always being my guard cat, Lee Juyeon.”

He pecked your temple. “Forever and always, my dear.”

[because-of-a-friend]

Boyfriend!DK Fluff

Thanks for the requests anons! I hope you guys like it! Jun and Jeonghan have been requested so the rest of the series will hopefully be out soon! (Sorry requests are taking so long, I’m transitioning between jobs right now so I’m technically working two and I’m a little stressed, so idk if this one is even that good... sorry guys!)

MASTERLIST

Coups | Jeonghan | Joshua | Jun | Hoshi | Wonwoo | Woozi | DK | Mingyu | Minghao | Seungkwan | Vernon | Dino

DK feels unbelievably ridiculous and stupid

He cannot believe he’s actually about to do what he’s going to do

He turns around several times to make sure no one is around

He even came out there in the middle of the night to avoid anyone watching him

But there he is, standing in front of a water fountain, holding a coin, getting ready to make a wish

He feels so childish

But also at this point, he feels as if making a wish is the only choice he has left

After one last look to make sure no one is watching him, he holds the coin up, whispers his wish, presses a kiss to the coin and throws it in

He sighs at the insignificant “plop” sound, hangs his head for a moment, then turns to leave

Right as he moves, he hears someone yell

“HEY LOOK OUT”

And then a bicycle hits him

Well it doesn’t actually hit him

Just kind of brushes his side and knocks him off balance

But later he tells the boys that it full on hits him when he’s recounting the story and wants to be dramatic

But the encounter also throws the cyclist, aka you, off your balance so now both of you are on the ground

It’s honestly not that bad

He just scraped up his hands and you have one big scrape on your leg

But there’s no serious injuries on either of you

You get up immediately

“Shit, I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you at first. Are you ok?”

You rush over to where he is on the ground and help him sit up

He doesn’t really say anything at first, just sits there in kind of a daze

So you start to panic

“Do you need me to call you an ambulance?”

There’s one more beat of silence

Then he starts laughing 

And you’re like ????

“I didn’t think I hit you that hard, did you hit your head?”

He shakes his head as he keeps laughing

“No, no, I’m fine, I think I was just shocked for a moment”

You start laughing too but mostly out of relief

He finally composes himself and looks up at you

“Are you ok?”

You’re not sure why this random stranger asking you if you’re ok makes your heart skip a beat when it’s a totally normal thing for someone to ask in that situation

“Hey, I’m the one who hit you, you shouldn’t be worried about me”

DK stands up before he responds

“Yeah but that scrape looks pretty bad, you should definitely get some disinfectant on that asap”

You look down at your leg and realize he’s right

His phone buzzes and he looks down at it

“Oh, I’ve got to go. You’re really ok, right?”

You nod, “Yeah, I’m fine, what about you? You’re ok too?”

He nods and smiles brightly at you, “Yeah, I’m good! Get home safely!”

And then he runs off

You honestly think about him nonstop for the next week

The handsome stranger you accidentally hit with your bike

You kick yourself for not getting his name at least

But once the week is up, you just kind of sigh and tell yourself that you’ll probably never see him again so you should just get over it

Then the next day

You’re on a street corner waiting for the crosswalk light to turn green

You look down at your phone for literally two seconds

You hear someone yell

“C’mon DK, hurry up!”

Then suddenly

WOOM

Something hits you and you fall to the ground and your breath is knocked out of you

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry!”

You look up to see who ran into you

“Fountain boy?”

When he sees that it’s you, he breaks out into a grin

“It’s you, the cyclist!”

“DK seriously, we need to go!”

You look over to see another boy waving him towards a van

DK leans over and pulls you up off the ground

“Are you ok?”

“Yeah, I think so, is this revenge for what happened at the fountain?”

He lets out a laugh

“No, I promise I’m not the type to get revenge”

“Alright, I believe you... DK”

His eyes widen

“How’d you know my name?”

“That other boy over there that looks like he’s about to lose it keeps calling it out”

DK turns around to see Woozi stomping over towards him

“Oh right, I guess I’ve got to go”

Woozi grabs DK, apologizes to you for interrupting and starts to drag him towards the van

Before Woozi can drag him away fully, DK turns back towards you 

“Hey before I go, what’s your name?”

He can barely hear you call it over the crowds of people around talking and Woozi scolding him but he thinks it’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever heard 

“[Y/N]!”

DK grins through the whole van ride

After that, you two run into each other all the time

You bump into him on an elevator

He gives up his seat for you on a bus

You accidentally spill your coffee on his shoes

He sends your report papers flying into the wind

You trip over his feet when he’s sitting around waiting for Mingyu and Minghao to be done shopping at the mall

You two learn a little bit more about each other with the opportunities presented every time you see each other

He finally asks for your number when the two of you end up volunteering at the same charity event

“It’s about time, Fountain Boy, I was thinking you were never gonna make a move”

“[Y/N], my name is DK and you know it”

“I like Fountain Boy better”

He just grins at you

Your first date is nice

Everything feels easy with DK

Mostly because it feels like you’ve already known each other for years somehow

He always makes you laugh 

The more time you spend with him

The more you realize he’s truly the kindest, most genuine person you’ve ever met

He’s always so considerate of you and your feelings

Always making little sacrifices to make you more comfortable or more happy

Honestly every little action of his touches your heart

The idea of ever hurting or upsetting or disappointing the other seems unacceptable to both of you

So your whole relationship is that way

Just the two of you always being so completely selfless for the sake of the other

DK is honestly the softest boyfriend ever

He’s just so grateful for every moment he gets to spend with you so he tries his best to show it in every way possible

He’s always smiling around you

Because even when he’s had a bad day, he knows you’re going to be supportive, listen to him, and offer help and advice

You become his safe place so he always feels comfortable and content when he’s with you

The other boys love you

They didn’t think there was anyone as kind and selfless as DK, but here you are

They love how much you do for DK

And you also do nice things for them all the time too, so they have no complaints

Sometimes DK gets jealous of how well you get along with the boys

But not in the way you expect

“I thought you guys would say something like ‘make sure they treat you right’ or ‘only the best can date our Dokyeom’ or ‘if you hurt DK, you’re in for it’”

“Seriously DK? They just made us all cookies for no reason and brought them up to the dorm themselves, if you two break up we might keep them instead of you”

DK is grumpy™️ for the rest of the day lol

But DK seriously adores you

I feel like this is obvious, but he’s super cuddly

He’s kind of like a cat

You’ll be working on something on your laptop

And he’ll just push himself into your arms and giggle as you roll your eyes and run your hands through his hair

You’re showered in kisses every single day

The type of boyfriend where whenever you say you’re cold, he’s suddenly pushing one of his sweatshirts over your head and piling blankets on you

If you get sick, he does. not. leave. your. side.

A super doting boyfriend

He gets nervous all the time still 

When you meet up for dates or when you take new steps in your relationship

He does that thing where he bounces his legs up and down and gets all jittery

But it’s honestly super sweet

Even when you’re dating and well into your relationship

You find yourself unable to get away from each other

He wishes you luck one morning when you have a job interview but then you run into him there bc SVT is having a meeting with someone in the same office building

He says he doesn’t have time one day to come see you bc his schedule is super busy but then you end up on the same bus as him and some of the other members on their way to one of their chores for the day

It’s like the universe is making sure you two are weaved into every part of each other’s lives

And you love being a part of each other’s lives

You live for when he opens up more about what it means to be an artist and what writing music and performing is like for him

DK just kind of casually sings all the time so you get to hear his voice whenever you want

Your all time favorite is when you’re laying in bed next to him, playing with his hands and he’s just singing softly

It makes you feel so safe tbh

But then sometimes he has to go on vocal rest and you have to do all sorts of ridiculous things to make sure he lets his vocal chords get the rest they need

I’m talking

The quiet game

Tape over the mouth

Making up funny little penalties every time he starts singing or talking too loud

Make out sessions where every time he puts strain on his vocal chords you just push him down and kiss him until he remembers that he needs to be quiet lol

Sometimes you’ll just guide him to the bed and soothe him to sleep bc you know that he as a whole needs tons of rest, not just his throat

And you catch yourself just lovingly staring at him as you run your fingers through his hair methodically to coax him into a nap

When he’s half asleep he gets sort of talkative and he says the cutest things

You don’t try to trick him into saying anything that he wouldn’t be comfortable saying to you fully awake

But sometimes you ask him questions about random things to get his honest answer just for fun

“Seokminnie”

“Yeah?”

“What were you doing that night?”

“What night?”

“At the water fountain when we first met, what were you doing out there?”

“Making a wish”

You can tell by his voice that he’s about to fall asleep

You can’t help but smile at his sweet face as his eyes flutter closed when you run your thumb over his cheek

“A wish for what?”

You wait for a moment, thinking maybe he fell asleep before he heard your question

But he’s just awake enough to give out one more answer

“To meet my soulmate”

[tuff-and-fluff-archives]

What songs do you associate with an F/O of your choice?

Heyyo, thanks for sending this in! :3 So in all honesty, the only f/o that I have a LOT of songs associated with is Junkrat (who I've already posted a playlist for hehe), so instead of listing a buncha songs for one f/o, I'm gonna list off a song for three different f/os! :D

Ok first off we got a song for Discord; Safe and Sound by Capital Cities! If you were a human being in 2014 I'm sure you've heard this song, and tbh half the reason I associate it with Discord so much is because it was popular at the time that I was super hooked on MLP, but that's not the only reason! The lyrics are all abt how even in the most intense of situations, the singer will always keep the listener "safe and sound", and I love that cuz I feel like Discord would always promise to do the same for me 🥺💖🥺💖 We could literally be in the epicenter of a storm or at the bottom of the sea, but with his chaos magic, he would never let anything even remotely bad happen to me 🥺🥺🥺

Aight for number two, here's one for Tom; Honky Cat by Elton John! And listen I DON'T associate it with Tom just because the word "cat" is in the title (although that is part of it). Mostly it's because I imagine that my self insert's owner would move to the country from a big city like New York, so at first Tom would be a bit nervous about having to impress a "big city kitty" like my s/i, and that's basically what the lyrics of this song are about! 💖💖 But of course, despite his worries, he wouldn't have to do anything too extravagant to win me over 🥺💖🥺

Okay and last but certainly not least, we have one for my favorite big man, Jim Hopper 🥺💖💖💖 While my ship name for him is based on the song Holding Out for a Hero, there's another song that I very heavily associate with him, and that's Brandy (You're a Fine Girl) by Looking Glass. Even just hearing the first few notes of this song makes me so absolutely soft and start to imagine the most sweet and tender things with Jim, and tbh I can't even really nail down exactly why?? It's not like the song's subject matter directly correlates with anything about our relationship, but it's just such a sweet song and it sounds exactly like the kind of music he would listen to, maybe on a record player as I sit on his lap on the couch and we just admire each other, ocassionally giving each other a gentle kiss but more often than not just... staring, with so much love in our eyes and our hearts cuz we didn't think that anyone would ever be able to make us feel so euphorically happy but somehow we found each other despite all odds.... S-sorry I just. This song does something to me, man 🥺💖🥺💖🥺💖🥺

[ddarker-dreams]

Don't worry about not responding! Tbh I always assume people my age or younger are in school and dealing with mid-terms so no sweat! Also when you said sr reader acts as mediator I immediately thought she would be the perfect person for the job. Since her ribbons can be used to string someone up and they can just hang from the ceiling until they cool down a bit. Just the amount of times bruno has walked into Libeccio to find somebody hanging from the rafters is so funny to me!

there’s always this unspoken threat that if you’re causing too much commotion, scarlet ribbons is going to come out and take matters into her own hands. which doesn’t seem that intimidating since she’s a cheerful stand. but that couldn’t be further from the truth. it’s all fun in games until mista teases reader too much and his dinner ends up being flung out the door. it’s a miracle bucciarati’s team hasn’t been kicked out of libeccio yet honestly. 

anon 2 asked: how does sr reader feel about the stray cats and dogs in naples? How often does she have to remind herself that pets wouldn't be a good addition to her lifestyle and fugo would not allow it.

sr reader is someone who would sympathize greatly with stray animals! i think she’d be wary of approaching them, but at least use her stand to wrap up any wounds they might have from a safe distance. unfortunately, her budget is extremely tight, so she wouldn’t be able to do much more than that. reader have better luck convincing fugo to allow a cat in their apartment rather than a dog, i hc him as a secret cat lover. work can pull them away for days at a time so it’d be a better fit as cats are more independent. if reader had a better financial situation she’d definitely want a pet! and you already know it’s going to have a bow on its head. that’s a given. :’) 

anon 3 asked: Has sr reader done anything that caused the bucci gang to think 'god i wish that were me' or just sent them blushing/screaming internally over reader's obliviousness?

HMM well sr reader is a very touchy person in general. so i imagine any time reader gets very close to someone else and greets them with a hug they’re like 👁👄👁. but on the flip side, they’d be greeted in the same manner, so it evens out! i have a few specific instances of this that you’ll see in future scarlet ribbons scenarios. 

anon 4 asked: Maybe just for giorno's route, but like how miserable is the pregnancy for sr reader? She had to do it like twice but how does she cope with being uncomfortable all the time and how does giorno, trish, and the rest of the bucci gang take to their new roles?

i think what would bother reader the most is her lack of mobility! she tries hard to keep up with her exercise routine from when she was studying. obviously, when you’re pregnant, you can’t be doing brisé’s all over the place. giorno would feel sympathetic to reader and probably lowkey guilty. bucci gang would have to stop her from returning to the dance studio, even during the early stages of pregnancy, since she’s just so used to it by now. it doesn’t help that giorno had a dance studio made specially for her in his estate before she got pregnant .

anon 5 asked: I don't think you mentioned which pokemon sr reader would name after fugo. Which one do you think would suit him? I'm thinking a cool or aloof type pokemon like umbreon or zoroark.

those pokemon would be very fitting for fugo!! sr reader would probably name her litten after fugo in her sun and moon playthrough. just because fugo reminds her of a cat, someone who secretly doesn’t mind attention but acts flippant. she’d be surprised to find out fugo named his skitty after her. to think they both associated one another with cats, but for completely different reasons. fugo would secretly be grateful that reader didn’t name a poison type after him. that’s a relief. 

anon 6 asked: I could imagine after Narancia drops the “smoothest compliment” on SR reader, she asks him who taught him that, and when he reveals Fugo did, Fugo’s just in the background like🧍🏼

it’d be a miracle if reader can even get that question out in between her super confused laughing. it’s even worse that narancia was so excited to say that to her, practically bouncing off the walls to get it out. reader would just assume it’s a giant joke when she finds out fugo taught him that. while she thinks it’s funny, poor narancia is going to be mortified, and breaking out his knife. bruno is going to have his hands full with what would’ve been a peaceful lunch...

anon 7 asked: In one of your posts you said that Fugo has heard SR reader singing the most. I actually imagine that to be Bruno, since she was with him originally! I bet he misses the voice of her singing in his home, so whenever he atches snippets of her singing again, he heart just clenches.

sr reader has a lovely voice, a part of her curriculum when she was studying included singing, though she’s most familiar with ballads. i imagine reader as having a soprano voice, maybe with a slight vibrato, but very clear with a sweet tone. she can hit those High notes. it’s going to be painful for bruno like you said, he loved those times he caught reader singing! she’d mostly do it in the shower lmao. poor bruno... well, at least in his route, he’d get to hear reader sing again! 

[nad-zeta]

Match up! (~˘▾˘)~

 Hi again…can I get an Ikevamp match-up? I got curious on who I would end up with tbh😅😅😅

About myself…I never lose a temper, I am extremely shy and quiet, it’s extremely difficult for me to trust new people. I am around 5'9 feet tall, above shoulder length messy brown hair tied into a ponytail; I would be mistaken for a boy if I let my hair down. I wouldn’t even notice if they mistook me for a boy until someone addresses me as one😅😅😅. I look intimidating at first sight because 1.)I am silent most of the time, I look cold and aloof, I never smile, and 2.) I can be blunt without noticing + my difficulty of showing emotions would make them think I’m judging their soul *yikes…whoops?😅😅😅*. That intimidates most people and when in reality when I am the one who feels more intimidated by them. 😅😅

Once I warm up, I have this side that only my family and close friends know. I get along well with anybody; I won’t judge people for their race, beliefs, personality, religion, and all. It doesn’t exist here when I befriend them 😊. I have this weird sense of humor that can turn dark and morbid without noticing… 😅😅 I am like a child at Christmas when it comes to new art supplies, baking, and cooking new recipes; I love sharing it with my family and friends. I can compare my strength to a guy and I can carry heavy things without a problem😅… I love to play the guitar and I used to play the piano when I was younger and I missed playing it. I’m extremely rusty after not practicing for 7 years now😥. I can still read music notes, and it will take longer for me to navigate the piano if I play it. I mostly draw and paint right now tho…

I’m not a fan of wearing girly clothes, and I would rather stick to wearing good ol’ shirts, polo (long/short sleeves), pants, and hoodies style. I avoid drinking alcohol because I easily get tipsy; I’d turn into a loud drunk after a few sips.  My friends would often keep me away from who knows what they’re reading and watching stuff… Told me that they don’t want me to taint my innocent eyes and soul or something like that…I never cuss even if I’m used to hearing my classmates swear like a sailor. The first time my friends hear me accidentally swear, they look at me in horror and demanded me to know where I got that word🤣🤣

I don’t like loud and crowded places, I would feel dizzy and suffocated if I stayed there for too long. There will be times on where I’m nowhere to be found since I would look for an isolated place somewhere around the corner for me to hide whenever I want to draw or paint. I am not really confident of my skills in drawing; I have a bad habit of hiding those from my family *which annoys them*. I have another bad habit of being stubborn whenever I got sick, and I wouldn’t even let anyone know I am unwell because I do not want anyone to worry about me. But when someone noticed, I would admit that I am sick. *I would go to school even when sick so I can finish my school works because, whenever I miss a class, there will always be some of them who would deliberately not tell me that I missed something in class so…i learned the hard way.😅* …

I easily get startled by sudden noises if I let my guard down: objects making a loud sound when they drop. I don’t know how to deal with physical affections and would probably get stiff and flustered. I’m not used to guys hugging me cuz would go stiff whenever a guy hugs me *I love hugs and all but… I’m not used to being hugged by guys… 🙁* I’m a bit of a disaster-prone whenever I’m outside, and would accidentally hit my head on lower tree branches and lower places, sometimes I would accidentally sprain my ankle on the uneven ground *if someone made me wear heels especially if it’s stilettos*. 😅😅😅

Yay: I love my coffee with a ridiculous amount of milk and with less sugar; baking, cooking, sweets, drawing, painting, digital art, music, cats, dogs, pokemon, Manga, anime.

Nay: I despise certain types of vegetables that are bitter and slimy. My face would shrivel up seeing those kinds of vegetables. Animal cruelty is a big no-no for me; I normally don’t get angry, and I forgive people within a blink of an eye *that annoys my family a lot😅* but, I will make an exception for that.

I can control my own anger, that no one can tell I am fuming.

If it’s ok with you…😅😅😅 Took me a long time to figure out how to send a more detailed one. 😂😂 I think that’s enough spilling tmi about myself… Whoopsie…😅😅 🦊🐱🦊🐱

Hi hi love! ❤🌻Thank you so much for the request! I had so much fun writing this up for ya and i hope you enjoy it dear! ❤🦊Also i hope you are keeping safe and well and have a super good day!🐇❤ Also sooooorrrry for taking 2 billion years with this! hehe so without further ado........... @xarexraven

So I match you with…………… Theo

The first time you met everyone, you were so quiet and reserved hiding behind Comte. They took one look at you and instantly thought, “oooh great another male guest.” You were wearing a hoodie and jeans and your hair tie keeping your hair in a ponytail, had just snapped as you walked through the door. Comte gave you a gentle push to introduce yourself, and one look at your intimidating face, had the entire household believing that they had another tsundere in their midst. 

During dinner, you had hardly noticed that they all thought you were a boy. The residents all started retiring to their rooms after dessert, when Sebastian handed you a final cup of coffee, “Here you are sir.” Your eyes widened, and you started up at Sebastian in confusion, too shy to correct him/ That is when Comte who was still sitting beside you gave your head a gentle pat, “Sebastian it is quite rude to mistake our precious guest for a boy, especially one who is beautiful.” Both you and Sebastian were left blushing at the comment, that’s when Vincent, who was the only other resident still at the table, spoke up. “I have to agree with Comte, it is not nice to call someone so pretty, a boy.” The resident angel beamed up at you, while Sebastian apologised profusely, and through it all, the only thing you could think was, “man, this is awkward.”

The next morning after Comte explained the whole, everyone in this mansion is a vampire thing, you wandered around the mansion aimlessly. Well, that is until Napoleon came across you and grabbed your hand, dragging you to the dining room, where a feast of sugary goodness laid wait. He told you that he had made way too many pancakes and that they needed help finishing them. No one in the mansion had seen you smile yet, but at the sight of the giant stack of sugary pancakes, you couldn’t help but beam. Vincent had spotted you and flagged you over to sit next to him. “Oi knaap, don’t go hog all the pancakes, save some of the rest of us will you,” Theo loudly exclaimed as you loaded up your plate to a stack of pancakes almost as high and his. At the sound of Theo calling you a boy, Vincent narrowed his eyes at Theo and started scolding his younger brother for being so rude. Theo stared at you in disbelief but with your hair now in a pony tail he simply shrugged and gave you a new nickname “Hondjie”. With the misunderstanding finally cleared up once and for all, you made quick work of polishing off the stack of pancakes with the three men.

After lunch Vincent gave Theo a detailed list of art supplies that he needed, and at the mention of art supplies your ears perked up. Your eyes gleamed in excitement, and your cold, aloof exterior changed to one of an excited child on Christmas morning. Your cheeks were starting to hurt, that had been a record of two smiles in one day. Although even though your smiling felt weird to you, to the three me it was the most beautiful sight. Theo took notice of your enthusiasm and in his typical indifferent voice, asked if you wanted to come along for the ride. You without a second thought nodded, you basically radiated excitement as you went upstairs to put on some shoes and get a jacket. You met Theo out in the foyer, and soon the two of you made your way to the art supply store. 

Comte had told you that you were free to break the bank and buy anything and everything your heart desired, on the condition that he would be able to see your first piece of art created with the new supplies. 

You were so excited at the thought of new art supplies and being able to continue your passion for art, even though you were stuck in the past, that you let your guard down a little with Theo. He asked you in his usual blunt way, why you were dressed like a boy and not wearing skirts and dresses like other women. You told him that you were most comfortable wearing pants and hoodies. The way your eyes were beaming, low key reminded him of his precious brother, and he found himself low key drawn to your pure, innocent energy. 

The two of you spent hours and hours picking out the perfect supplies, you were low key shook at Theo’s knowledge about art and supplies. He actually helped you pick out the best supplies for your personal drawing and painting style. After spending hours in the art shop. The two of you made your way to the waiting carriage, when Theo spotted an ice cream store, his eyes lit up at the thought of sweets. When you saw how excited he was, you suggested that the two of you investigate the shop before heading back. 

For the first time in Theo van Gogh whole existence, a woman had paid for him. He was sitting across from you in the ice cream parlour while you were happily eating away at your sugary treat, still trying to process it all. You had paid as a token of thanks for him helping you pick out the best art supplies. What shocked him even more was during argument about the bill you legit gave him a deadpan look and bluntly said that you were ganna treat him no matter what. After that comment you legit left him blushing and speechless, you truly were a strange woman.

The two of you sat in silence for a few moments when you finally decided to break the ice. You curiously asked why it was that he knew so much about art, and that’s when he revealed that he was an art dealer. And so the rest of the afternoon was spent chatting about art, paintings, drawings and your mutual passion and appreciation for the trade. To say Theo was pleasantly surprised by you would be an understatement, his first impression of you was now so laughable compared to the person sitting before him. The first time he saw you, he thought you an aloof, little boy who seemed to judge him down to the very depths of his soul. Yet as he got to know you, he had come to realise that there was much more to you.

In the weeks to follow you seemed to surprise Theo more and more. The first thing that had this boy sister shook was your inhuman strength. One day as you were helping Isaac sorts out the library. The two of you had managed to fill up 2 huge boxes of junk and clutter that could be stored in the mansions attic. Isaac lifted one of the boxes and determined that it was too heavy for the both of you, so he went to call Theo or Leo who would have an easier job with doing the heavy lifting. As Theo rounded to the corner to help move the boxes, he almost rammed straight into you. “Oi hondjie, you are going to hurt yourself let me take…” As he took the box from your hands, his face started going red, and a vein in his neck started popping out. The box you had been carrying was obviously almost too heavy for him to carry, he turned around swiftly and started walking up the attic stairs. It took you no time to catch up to him carrying another heavy box of your own. At this point you could see a bead of sweat roll down his face. Theo was determined to carry this box up, there was no way he was going to be shown up by a girl, especially one that he liked. He finally made it to the top of the attic and place the box down with a huff, you had to laugh at the small blush that was still on his cheeks. 

Just then out of the corner of your eye, an old piano caught your attention. Theo eyed you curiously still recovering from the blow to his ego, as you sat down on the dusty piano chair and blew the dust of the piano keys. Your fingers moved to their own accord, gliding across the keys to play a familiar song from muscle memory. Theo sat down next to you and closed his eyes to absorb the beautiful melody. As the last note echoed through the attic, Theo opened his eyes, and sapphire eyes glared down into the depths of your soul. He had honestly never in his life felt more drawn to anyone, before he could say anything your stomach gave a loud growl. It was now your turn to blush and look away in embarrassment. Theo then leads you downstairs, where he whipped you up some stroopwafels.

You tied the apron around your waist and helped Theo prepare the sugary dessert. You were so excited and happy, you loved baking and learning/exchanging new recipes. Once the two of you were done making the sweet snack, you sat down and munched on the Stroop waffles and coffee. The rest of the afternoon was spent chatting about your mutual hate for bitter slimy vegetables and love for dogs as you ate the sugary snack and sipped on coffee. This actually started a tradition between the two of you, where once in a while the two of you would exchange recipes and cook your favourite dishes together.

One day as Theo joined Comte in his room for some tea, he saw a beautiful painting hanging behind Comte, it was just filled with so much emotion. “Hey, Comte, did Vincent paint that one, I haven’t seen it before.” Comte gleamed in delight and told him that you were the artist responsible for the masterpiece and that you had given it to him as a thank you gift for the art supplies. Theo was shook, he knew you loved art but to have created such a masterpiece. He stomped his way to your room and knock on your door. He could hear shuffling from the other side, he swung the door open and spotted you throwing a heap full of tissues in the dustbin and hiding the trashcan behind you. All it took was one look at your red nose, pale face and tired eyes to know that you were clearly sick. You tried to play it off and make your way past Theo to help Sebastian with lunch service, when Theo picked you up and plonked you down on your bed. The second your head hit the pillow, your tired eyes closed and you lost consciousness. You woke a few hours later to Theo sitting by your side gently stroking your hair while placing a cold washcloth on your forehead every now and then. You stubbornly tried to convince him that you weren’t sick. Theo narrowed his eyes at you and in a soft, gentle tone said, “Hondjie can you just stop being stubborn for one minute and let me take care of you.” Theo had nursed you back to full health and you got to see a new side of Theo that you had never seen before, his sweet kind gentle side. It was actually during this time when Theo had confessed his undying love for you.

Theo love love loved your art and would insist you show him your masterpieces once you are done with them.  He knew your weren't confident in your skills and would usually hide your drawings so he did what any reasonable person would do. He tickled you until you gave up the hiding spot so he could see your creation.

He also knows you don’t like crowded places or loud noises, so he actually cleared up a room for you to use as your own art room to work in peace, where no one was allowed to disturb you. 

He knew you would get dizzy and feel suffocated whenever the two of you would walk through a busy crowd in the markets. So now every time the two of you cuties go out, he was sure to plan your route using back roads to avoid unnecessary crowds or he would bring King along for a walk with you. Even though King is a sweet, friendly golden retriever, he has come to love you and will do whatever it takes to protect the new member of his pack. Even if that means angry staring down people so they can part like the red sea before you and Theo.

Theo absolutely loves you to the moon and back. He loves your sweet innocent mind and will always cover your ears and glare daggers at Arthur whenever he is telling stories of previous nights conquests as he “doesn’t want Arthur to taint your innocent mind and soul.” 

He absolutely loves to finally have someone around who gets his dark, morbid sense of humour and who can equally match his weird jokes. Often when the two of you are together, you would be quick-firing the weirdest jokes at each other, while being in stitches laughing at each other.

Theo also loves how you have similar beliefs as him in not judging people. It was due to this that he was completely able to open up about his past with you. You helped him to heal and grow from his past traumas. You helped catch him many a time before falling in the abyss, dragging him out back into the light. 

Both of you were pretty awkward when it came to physical affection at the beginning of your relationship. However, after many, a stiff, awkward hug followed by a fit of laughter from how awkward the two of you were, eventually the two of you started to get more comfortable around each other. 

Now when Theo cuddles you, as you draw him as a manga character, the two of you chuckle at the memory of how stiff and awkward it was the first time the two of you had even held hands. Theo will 100% always insist on holding your hand whenever the two of you go outside as he knows just how accident-prone you are when it comes to nature.

Ultimately Theo loves to spend quiet evenings with you snuggled up in his arms as the two of you exchange stories of each other days. He loves to read all your little manga’s you manage to create for him. Although he will never admit it, he always gets super excited when you tell him about an anime you watched or show him your newest manga drawing. He will shower you with endless amounts of hugs and cuddles from the moment you go to bed till the moment you wake up. And every morning without fail Theo will greet you with a freshly bred cup of milky coffee and a kiss.

Other potential matches…………… Vincent 

I hope you enjoyed this dear and i hope you have the best day! 🦊🌻❤

[wandering-bitch]

Fic Annotation: Gilded Iron

gilded iron is my qin su/wen qing fic that i wrote for the mxtx flash fic exchange: lady edition. It was supposed to be short, which of course means i wrote a (bare bones) plot. As such, I don’t have a good handle on what it’s Secretly About, but on a surface level it’s about escaping and solidarity.

Notes on writing + fic lore below the cut

the title is completely bullshit. i needed something, i thought about qin su’s gilded cage vs wen qing’s iron one

if i hadn’t been writing this on a deadline, i would have gone more into qin su’s life at jinlintai, and how being the wife of head cultivator (a head cultivator who you now know is monstrous) is its own kind of prison. but i was on a deadline, so that’s uh. largely forgotten.

wen qing gets to be feral in jail because jail is terrible and also wen qing deserves to be feral whenever she wants. 

qin su is a prison abolitionist /s //s

god i do wish i had spent more time documenting how qin su earned wen qing’s trust, but again, i was trying to write something in the 350-1000 range

there’s a lot of overlap, thematically, between this work and I Have Always Loved The Door, in that we’re starting at roughly the same point in Wen Qing’s life in both 

which means wen qing is gonna be flat and matter-of-fact and cynical

jin guangyao does actually love his wife and son. there’s no room to talk about it here but he does worry about qin su when she’s “ill” and he is good to a-song

(this does not excuse the fact that he’s willing to murder his kid to hide his mistakes)

when i wrote the “loving complicated powerful men and watching them change in front of you” conversation, i was thinking mostly about wen ruohan, because i love the implication in the book that she had a somewhat positive relationship with him b4 he decided Imperialism. but it works just as well if wen qing is talking about wwx, and honestly, thinking about that makes me hurt

im using “monstrous path” instead of “demonic cultivation” bc of @pumpkinpaix. Sometimes I think the translation works exceedingly well, adding a menace and level of clarity that “demonic cultivation” doesn’t. other times i think i’m just not figuring out how to say it right. 

“perhaps the expression was confusion, not anger” not for nothing wen qing but maybe glare less???? 

nevermind, queen, you do you

saying “be careful” is wen qing’s love language tbh

TIME TO SUFFER, WEN QING

“viewpoint character informing the audience that they are not having a feeling, while very definitely having a feeling” is one of my favorite writing tropes, apparently. i just. love lying.

so is “character’s heart cracks/breaks open” apparently but like. u ever go from being very guarded and still to overwhelmed with love??? it’s a very specific sensation that happens 2 me all the time bc i’ll be depressed and then my cat will move and my grinch-heart will grow three sizes

as always, i love writing meng yao/jin guangyao. i didn’t bother with triple meanings in this fic, bc 1. short on writing time and 2. he’s only performing a little bit

the “guest” is sect leader he. jin guangyao invited him over for a polite conversation about the towers, and then kidnapped + tortured him to find out why he hurt qin su + exactly what poison he used.

originally, in the world where this was much longer, wen qing accepted jgy’s terms + healed sect leader he. jgy gave her food on the regular, so she regained some health + didn’t have to hide the effects of qin su’s help. (but she did have to hide her actions from qin su)

but like. that would have been another 1k, and exhausting, and im just a small bird.

girls!!! holding!! hands!!!!

in case it wasn’t clear: jin guangyao sent qin su to the cloud recesses to keep her safe/out of the way while he moved against sect leader he.

“be careful” is wen qing’s love language

the qing of yao qing is written differently than wen qing. to be clear. 

soft epilogue soft epilogue soft epilogue!!!!

a-song does have a developmental disability, not bc his parents were related but bc sometimes that just happens!!! but qin su and wen qing aren’t fucking eugenicists!!! they just love their son!!!

i used to own chickens but i did not have names for them, there were 20, and they all were rhode island reds, so i could not tell them apart. a-song is better than me.

they have a v small vegetable garden but exactly 0 potatoes or radishes. qin su never asks.

what family name do they give a-song? don’t know don’t care

the thing about wen qing grabbing qin su’s hand all the time was just me making fun of myself for this cute romance fic that hinges mostly on holding hands. 

i never decided what the ladies do for a living. Wen Qing doesn’t practice medicine yet, bc she’s Afraid, but she might work as an apothecary/pharmacist. qin su might be a gynecologist, helping people terminate or healthily carry their pregnancies. but also that would involve more writing, and it wasn’t relevant to the Happy Ending, so i dropped it. maybe they just farm. maybe qin su takes on extremely small night hunts. 

old zhao + his husband are dumb references to zhao yunlan + shen wei from guardian. shen wei + wen qing become fast friends as soon as they see each others’ “i am not going to yell at my beloved right now but i am going to think extremely stern thoughts” face. zhao yunlan adores a-song and keeps offering to babysit. 

i didn’t get to say this but qin su 100% still rescues injured animals, much to wen qing’s frustration. “don’t you know how many diseases wolves carry?” “yes, i do, which is why i need you to hold a-song while I remove the trap from this little one’s leg.” “this little one is taller than you.”

[starsgivemehp]

Okay! In that case, I think I’m gonna go with Guts for this story. What are some of the things he likes the most? (Food, activities, etc.). Also, do you have any particular picture of where he usually lives? Also, how does he get along with his brother? (Sorry for the spam, I just want to make this good)

rssgiyfgeiuf you’re really gonna write me something? Q,Q bless u fam

Another cut because my god, I don’t shut up lmao

So Guts is, canonically, the horror end of my classic boy Vega! That means that everything that applies to Vega also applies to him. For example:

Vega (and therefore Guts) has voice to color synaesthesia! Different tones of voice that convey certain emotions have different colors. This makes it difficult (but not impossible) to lie to him. For example, joy is often a clear blue, tranquility is cyan, confidence is orange, tiredness is purple, triumph is yellow (and if you see a pattern, you’re right, soul trait colors match up with emotions). Positive emotions tend to be clear and nice, overly-exaggerated emotions (like when a Papyrus is pretending to be confident even though he’s not) are too saturated and bright, and negative emotions are muddy and diluted. This applies to his own voice and anybody else’s voice. He likes blues the best, and he tends to use this ability to comfort people he can tell are faking it or are trying to hide upset. Do note that this overlaps the more voices there are, so while he can handle a little while of being around lots of people, it will overstimulate him soon enough and he’ll really want to cover his non-ears and take a nap to stop the colors everywhere drowning everything else out. Thus, he’s not keen on stuff like amusement parks or big parties or sports fields.

(note that this is a little old and not all-encompassing, so just kinda use what feels right, I think)

Also important to note that Solstice, or Eclipse as he renames himself in Horrortale, is the Papyrus, but he is not Vega/Guts’ brother. He is, in fact, their son. Sol is completely unaware of this fact and thinks they are brothers. See, Vega’s mom is the river person, and her name is Carme (a sans serif font). His father was Roman (or Times New Roman) and he died while Vega was still pretty young, he doesn’t remember the guy at all. Carme has some form of dementia (I’ll be honest, I haven’t done enough research yet to pick) and, while always cheerful and doing her boating duty well, doesn’t often recognize Vega. However, he doesn’t mind much, and he’ll usually sing when he takes the boat, and she’ll sing along. When she does remember, she’ll coddle him gently.

Vega was in love with Gaster, who was a completely unrelated skeleton and the royal scientist. I dunno if they were officially married, but they were living together and had a son, Solstice (Gaster carried). Sol was still a baby when Gaster fell into the core, and everyone but Vega forgot about him. Vega found it difficult to raise a child on his own, and his mother wasn’t that bad mentally yet, so he decided to pretend it was his baby brother and have his mom help him raise the kid. By this point, now that Sol is a functioning adult, Vega could tell him, but he has no idea how to bring it up and explain, so he just keeps the lie since it’s easier. It doesn’t trouble him much. He is, however, worried that he may develop whatever Carme has and his own memory will start to go, and he’ll slip up and call Sol his son.

(shitty sketch is shitty)

In terms of how they get along, before the verse was horror-fied, Vega was endlessly patient with Sol, who has anxiety issues. But Vega also kinda has depression, so they’re a little co-dependent. He eases Sol’s anxiety a lot and Sol picks up the slack and gently bullies him to take care of himself. Sol is not a great cook, but Vega will honestly eat anything, so if Sol asks how it is, he can truthfully say he likes it (even if nobody else would) and everyone is happy. Vega works all the usual Sans jobs underground, and he’s just an all around dad guy. Super soft, super patient (it’s his soul trait), gentle and always smiling even when a little sad. His philosophy about life is basically to savor the little things, because you never know what you have until it’s gone, and the big things aren’t so overwhelming if there are lots of little things.

He’s a big fan of mac n’ cheese, and he likes little cut up hot dog (cat) pieces in it, with little octopus legs. Mac n’ seas. Also he’ll throw in broccoli sometimes to be healthy. He’s also really big on pretty much any other kid-friendly, easy to make food, like peanut butter and jelly, chicken nuggets, stuff like that. He does, ofc, drink ketchup and put it on all his food.

Vega is pretty old, about 500, I’d say, and Sol is almost 400 himself, so they’re among my older muses, but there are ones waaay older. He’s also a shortie, he’s only 4′6″. He tastes like vanilla. He also has a daddy kink (soft, very paternal in bed), and he’s into pillow humping, tentacles, sensory deprivation, and massages, but he’s asexual and his sex drive is relatively low. He rarely wants anything more than once or twice a month, and he hardly has two heats a year.

SO THAT’S ALL VEGA, and when his verse horror-fies and he becomes Guts, a lot of that stays intact, but there are some changes. If you follow canon horrortale, it’s fairly similar in terms of what happened to him, but reactions are a little different because he’s so soff. He did basically get backstabbed by Alphys and Undyne, who thought his magic was special enough to revive the core, and thus Undyne broke his head open. The difference is, none of it worked in the first place, and he didn’t get revenge on anyone, he just quietly went back home and stewed and tried his best to help his neighbors by hunting humans. He refused to eat human, though, so he was starving for years on end, to the point where he started to drool tar. He did 100% feed it to Sol without Sol being aware of it, to keep him alive and semi-healthy. When he hunts humans, he’s extremely regretful about it. He tricks them with creepy grins and quick movements, and he doesn’t hesitate when he brings the axe down, but usually, as he’s bringing it down, his smile will fade and he’ll give his best ‘I’m sorry’ look to them, because he really does feel fucking awful about it.

Eclipse is a pretty typical horror Pap, cheerful and cool with eating humans but still trying to be a good person. I don’t do the whole “Pap can’t hear shit and mistakes words” song and dance because it kinda irritates me, personally, and besides, as I mentioned in the last post, Guts barely talks anyway. He has gotten a little better at cooking, and while he’s frustrated with Guts refusing to eat human, he will obey Guts’ wishes and not feed him any.

Guts is EXTREMELY frustrated about his communication issues often, because he stalls out on signing, and when he tries to write, he has trouble scratching out the full shapes of letters and his handwriting is atrocious and he’s completely disgusted with it. While he can use words at times, he’s unhappy with his coloring (because it’s usually muddy purplish/tired or red/irritable these days). The best workaround he discovers, with help, is to communicate solely in emoji and punctuation. He’ll use emojis like the :pray: emoji for please, the :slight smile: for thank you, and the :face with bandage: to refer to himself in third person. The emojis work for his brain because he doesn’t process them as “language” with a grammatical structure, but merely pictures that can help him express his emotions.

Guts is far more tired than Vega, and while he does still somewhat have an urge to dad people, he’s been through so much trauma and difficulty that he’s a lot more needy and crumbles easily when someone else parents him instead of the other way around. He loves being picked up and snuggled and pet and loved on, and he naps when he’s safe and purrs when he’s doted on. He knows he’s cute and he owns it, tbh.

He struggles with eating, sometimes. I mentioned that whatever he’s eating has to include meat, but sometimes, he’ll get all up in his head about it if it’s human, and he’ll leak the tar more trying to hold himself back. Times like that, he needs reassurance of what the food is and that it’s okay to eat, pretty much constantly, while he stuffs his face before he can think about it too hard.

He is homeless when they reach the surface, because he finds it extremely difficult to find a job without talking. He usually begs on street corners with a sign or stays at a homeless shelter, not keeping much stuff. A few books, a picture of his bro, some clothes, that’s about it. He hides his situation from Eclipse a lot, because Eclipse went right off to culinary school and fuck if Guts will make him come back and sacrifice his dreams to take care of his invalid brother/father (and honestly part of that is just me not liking playing classic Papyrus much lmao).

In terms of activities/hobbies, he does kinda still like cooking simple foods, but he doesn’t often get the chance. He’s always fond of napping, and he likes listening to calmer kinds of music. Some alt rock, some instrumental, some ballads. He likes to feed birds at the park sometimes, because he hangs out there. He doesn’t really do much else.

Sexually, despite still being asexual, he’s more open to having sex more often, probably in part because he went a very, very long time without any and he kinda missed it. He’s still lazy in bed, having mostly the same kinks but subbing more. Also, he doesn’t automatically get turned on by eating (like Arum), but if his partner rubs him off while feeding him by hand, he’s pretty into it. Overall he is an overtired dad who is really, really thankful when someone finally says “hey, you’ve been the dad enough, let me baby you.”

This got way longer than expected, but I’m always happy to ramble, and if you need more info, just lemme know!

I leave you with this meme:

[izzy-b-hands]

Winter Haze

Was in a weird funk this evening, so this happened! I have a playlist of what I was listening to during the writing of this; if anyone wants that info as they read lemme know.

Also we get NSFW in this one, just an fyi. Smut can be healing because of...reasons. That’s as much energy as I have to elaborate on that right now tbh. 

I took liberties with how train cars were and are because I could barely write today, let alone research at my usual pace. Forgive the inaccuracy, and enjoy the fantasy of a train car and compartment of said car that I sort of designed as I wrote to make it fit what I needed it to do. 

If anyone likes this enough to want a part two of them actually in the city I send them to in this one, lemme know on this post or via ask or message or carrier pigeon or whatever mode of communication you prefer, and I’ll try and get it out and done before the holiday break is over. I work most of it, but I’ll have a day or two where I should be able to write some, and I have Ideas for the Boys in The City. 

The decision to spend Christmas Eve and Day away from everyone wasn’t lightly made, but it was made quickly, and in the simplest of motions. A quiet conversation about how much money a train ticket for each of them would cost, a phone call to Mary (Sid was out) to ensure she or Sid could check on the animals each day they were gone, and packing in a rush as they reassured the cats and the dog with soft kisses and words that they would return. 

Exactly what the journey was supposed to shake, Snafu couldn’t say. There had been the usual ennui of the winter months, the repetition of work and just enough time after at home to try and relax before doing it all over again. The preparation of gifts bought months ago in advance for the holiday (Eugene was ever a planner, buying the first gift last March, a knife set for Sid to use when he went out hunting.) 

Those gifts were sat in the front hall closet now, where they would likely remain until they returned. They’d given Sid and Mary permission to divvy them up and take them to the appropriate people if they wished, since most of their friends and family in Mobile met at Eugene’s parent’s house for Christmas, but they’d refused, not wanting them to miss out on seeing them opened. 

As rude as he figured it was, Snafu couldn’t bring himself to care about that. He still wanted the people getting the gifts to enjoy them of course, but needing to make an event out of the gift-giving wasn’t necessary this year. 

Eugene had bought the tickets at the station, to where Snafu didn’t ask and again found he didn’t care. There was a lot he didn’t care about right then, except for getting on the train, holing up in the sleeper car for two Eugene had insisted they get even with its extra cost, and simply existing there, with Eugene, who seemed to be in a similar sort of mood. 

They both had been for weeks though, struggling to do much more than wake, go to work, keep the cats and dog fed and loved and entertained, exchange a quick kiss or hug before settling to sit in the living room after work to try and fail to read a book or whittle or do any of their other usual hobbies, then going to sleep to do it all over again the next day. Any conversations about it previously had floundered, not for a lack of trying and not in any anger or frustration, but in exhaustion. 

Hence, the trip. They already had the time off of work, and while there were sure to be complaints from everyone else (excepting the understanding Sid and Mary) for them not being at the usual celebrations, it was otherwise a perfect time to go. 

They didn’t speak all the way through the station. They didn’t need to. It was muscle memory, the pace at which Eugene liked to walk through the station (quickly enough to get to the train more than on time, but not so quick as to be pushing anyone else aside, especially any women and children or elderly trying to parse their way through the busy station), the way he’d reach for Snafu’s hand in a big enough crowd to ensure they wouldn’t get separated, how he always wanted Snafu to let him on the train first (so he could reach back out and take Snafu’s suitcase with one hand, the other reaching out to help him up onto the train.) 

Finally, inside the sleeper car with the door shut tight and the curtains on the windows of the compartment pulled to block out any light or curious eyes, Eugene sighed. 

“Feels safe now, doesn’t it?” Snafu asked. 

“That’s exactly it. I haven’t been able to put a word to it till now,” Eugene replied, dropping onto one of the beds, his suitcase haphazardly shoved underneath it. 

“I know the feeling. It didn’t hit me until we got in here, but man...I still can’t explain it anymore than that. We got no reason to feel unsafe back at home,” Snafu said as he put his suitcase in the holding rack above the other bed, then moved Eugene’s from the floor onto the rack of his bed. 

He nearly dropped it as Eugene’s fingers traced at his stomach through his shirt, cooled by the winter air but welcome all the same. 

“The routine of it all, maybe,” he continued as he finished placing the suitcase, then knelt by Eugene’s bed, taking those same fingers to his lips to kiss them gently. “Different sorta danger.” 

“Staleness,” Eugene remarked. “Maybe not as bad as never knowing what’s gonna come next, having too much going on, but-” 

He shrugged as best he could laying on the bed, his eyes meeting Snafu’s, looking warmer than they had in weeks, months even. “Still bad. You know exactly what’s coming, and that unless you do something, nothing different is likely to show up unless it’s some horrible emergency to fix. Forgetting every day, every week, because they all blend into one slurry.” 

“Like the muck on Peleliu,” Snafu murmured. “Just tragic in a different way. Less human loss, more...” 

“Destruction. Internally mostly, instead of both internally and externally. And not for any great effort or cause or need, just a result of living the way people say you should. Day in, day out, barely noticing any of it passing by because it never changes,” Eugene finished. “I wish they had beds that could fit two people on these.” 

Snafu nodded, then peered at the clasp that the beds tucked into, to hold them up and allow the regular seats to be pulled from where they tucked into the walls of the car. “Can you get up for a second?” 

Eugene nodded, and stood, watching him work. 

He stole the pillows from the beds before pushing them into the clasps, making sure they were held tight before freeing a blanket from one of the two extra suitcases they’d brought with them (four total suitcases was maybe an excessive number for two people, but if he told the truth, neither of them really gave a shit about that) and spread it on the floor. They had, however, only brought the one blanket with, so he popped free the beds for a second to steal the blankets from those, settling them on top of the one on the floor as best he could. 

“It ain’t gonna be the comfiest, or perfect, but-” 

Eugene dropped to the floor on his knees beside him, and pulled him close for a kiss, a hand on his back to hold them both upright as the train jerked to life and started it’s journey, the sound of the engine muting their moans as they lay on their makeshift bed, their shoes hitting the door of the compartment. 

“I didn’t move the blanket up far enough,” Snafu giggled in between kisses. 

“Shit,” Eugene laughed. “You stay put.” 

“What? No, let me-” 

Before Snafu could move, Eugene was there at the top edge of the blanket, pulling it further away from the door (not that there was much further to pull it, the compartment being only so big), with Snafu still on it. 

“There,” Eugene smiled as he lay back on top of Snafu, pressing a kiss to his neck. “Better?” 

Snafu nodded, and pulled at Eugene’s jacket sleeve. “Awful lot of layers left on you. Don’t know if you’ve noticed, but we ain’t outside in the cold anymore. You can take that off.” 

Eugene stood, and stripped off the jacket, tossing it to the far corner of the compartment. “Good?” 

“Mhm,” Snafu mused. “Tie really isn’t needed either.” 

Eugene grinned, and pulled it free, tossing it to Snafu. 

He caught it and tossed it behind him without looking. “What about that shirt? Awful warm, that shirt.” 

Eugene laughed and shook his head, but started to unbutton it. 

“Let me help you. Those fingers must still be froze up,” Snafu said, and moved to crawl forward to Eugene, getting onto his knees so he could reach for the bottom buttons of Eugene’s shirt. 

Eugene’s hand was in his hair, playing with it gently as Snafu undid the rest of the buttons, pulling his head to rest against Eugene’s waist once the shirt was undone. 

He pressed his face to Eugene’s stomach before carefully biting at the buckle of Eugene’s belt. 

“Just real warm in here, isn’t it?” Eugene asked with a giggle. “Don’t really need any of these clothes.” 

“No sir,” Snafu replied, moving away from Eugene to start stripping off his own clothes. His eyes stayed on Eugene though, watching him take off everything else, tossing it into the rest of the clothing pile they’d created. He was only half undressed, his belt just undone by the time Eugene was in front of him, completely and perfectly naked. 

He motioned Eugene over anyway, too eager to wait any longer to touch and be touched. 

It wasn’t that they couldn’t have this back at home, and a good most nights they did, sometimes to their own frustration the next morning if they were up too late. But there was something different about it here, just as good but something else at the same time, being able to be safely behind a locked door, being taken somewhere else, with nothing to worry about except each other. 

He could taste that feeling, in every kiss, in the way Eugene’s fingers scrabbled to help pull off the rest of his clothes, in the way Eugene’s hips rocked against his. It was otherworldly and strange and familiar all at the same time, and he didn’t want it to end. 

They were somewhat limited by the size of the compartment, but he wasn’t prepared to let that put a damper on anything. He had a small container of Vaseline secreted away in his suitcase that he moved quickly to grab, earning a fussy and yearning whimper from Eugene the second he was gone, returning to slick it onto both of their hard cocks so he could focus on everything else. Letting their hips move together, hands roaming, lips everywhere they could reach in a quick moment, leaving marks on each other’s necks and shoulders, making them gasp just loud enough that he had to ponder if anyone in the next compartment could hear them. 

Not that he really cared, as he figured politeness would prevent anyone from asking after them, and he was much more concerned with gently running his thumb over and around the head of Eugene’s cock, feeling Eugene’s teeth just a bit too sharp in the meat of his shoulder as his hips jerked and he could feel Eugene’s cock throb as cum hit his stomach. 

He didn’t have a chance to reach for his own before Eugene’s hand was there instead, working him as softly and sweetly as only Eugene knew how to, pulling him close with his other arm around the back of Snafu’s neck, a leg wrapped over Snafu’s hips as they pushed against Eugene’s. 

He let himself moan softly in between kisses to Eugene’s shoulder and chest, both hands wrapped at the back of Eugene’s neck, as he came with a shudder onto Eugene’s stomach. 

For the next few minutes they stayed there, locked against each other, kissing. It was warm and soft and safe and if Snafu could have bottled and saved any moments of theirs, this was one he’d wanted bottled first. 

But finally they had to move, using one of their shirts to clean up (not ideal, but they’d not sprung for the even more expensive sleeper car compartment that had its own bathroom, and even he didn’t want to go walking in between cars in that much of a state) before dressing again to go to the dinner car. 

It wasn’t amazing fare, but it was edible, and he hardly paid attention to the food anyway. He only had eyes for Eugene, who could barely eat but for the giggles he got whenever their eyes met. Finally, they gave up on dinner and returned to the sleeper compartment, kicking off their shoes and clothes to put on their pajamas and snuggle underneath the thin blankets from the compartment beds.

“Where are we headed anyway?” Snafu asked as Eugene tucked himself up under his arm, both of them wanting to be as close as possible. The darkness settled over the compartment now, as they’d left the lights off so neither of them would have to get up to turn them off later.  

“New York City. Was one of the only spots they still had these sorts of tickets available. No idea what we’re going to do there though,” Eugene replied with a chuckle. 

“I don’t care,” Snafu said with a smile. “Whatever it is, it’s gonna be good.” 

“Yeah?” 

“Yeah. ‘Cause it’s gonna be you and me, and that’s always good,” Snafu kissed the top of his head, and settled in for the night. He didn’t know how long it took to get to New York, but he didn’t care. He had his man and time to spend with him, and that was all that mattered. 

[ogeeitsme]

Do you mind if I ask 11, 8 and 25?

(the post was strtd by peter n ended w me, Kris kdnkdn)

We don’t mind!

11 - first impressions of your fictives

Woah, I don’t know who to answer this- mostly because I’m like, should everyone say their thing? Since you know, everyone has different perspectives? To keep the answer short, I’ll just say my point of view! And if anyone has specific people they wanna ask, you can ask again! Actually, starting now, if you guys want someone specific to answer you can say so!

So... I won’t state everyone, because there’s a lot of people, but I‘ll do the people I’ve talked to properly!

Chara - Scary and really serious, like, they don’t have to tell me anything I could totally just leave the room if they gave me a glare. Even if they’re shorter than me, they have this like vibe that tells you that they don’t mess around

Kris - I thought he’d be quiet at first, he didn’t move a lot, but then he was suuper welcoming and dragged me into a lot of stuff- honestly he really helped me into getting used to front a lot! It felt safer when he was around, especially in my first days

Mister Crowley - he looked really business-y, but I liked him. I thought he was cool, and then he ended up being one of my dads! I thought he’d be a more angry person, but he’d rather lounge on a sofa

Miss Toriel - she’s soft! And she’s such a good mom.. she’s so supportive of everyone and just wants everyone to feel safe and happy! She really cares

MJ - I won’t lie, I was like super weirded out, excited, and worried ALL at the same time. Like, I was just is she gonna be okay here, like is it gonna be weird? And then you know, she found out I liked her this whole time and I found out too I think, and I guess we’re.. together now?

Miss Undyne - very loud, super supportive, and i was afraid that she’d just supplex me if she wanted to. She kinda yells a lot- but to support you!

Frisk - finally, someone else who gets to be called “baby”!

Mister MTT - I was honestly really nervous to meet him.. I was the first person he talked to- and that fear of when new members say “oh I’ve been here a while now!” Is real. Then I saw Frisk run over to jump all over him and he was really cool. He’s super flamboyant and when he talks in the body, he still sounds like a celebrity! He really cares though, I think that’s awesome

Miss Fluttershy - she’s kind of like the show.. uh, I won’t lie, I was a little tired after the first few days..? because she was panicking almost the whole time for two days straight and the emotional bleed was pret-ty intense so we were kind of having a panic attack non-stop for a while..? After that was over, she apologized and was really nice about it! Also ponies are tall??? I’m 5’6 or something and I forgot how much taller horses are after I saw how tall she was- and that’s a pony- geez

Miss Tempest - Uh, pretty angry.. when she and Miss Fluttershy came to the system at the same time, they apparently got a flood of memories of recent events so.. it’s like they got. A little run through of what they were getting into- so Miss Tempest got a quick summary of everything and that’s what got her mad when we first met..

8 - Songs that remind your introjects of their source?

[content warning 4 violence, harm, vent music :,^)] [ps this part took so long 2 make Idk y mksksh]

Peter - I’m not sure.. but I guess I’d have to say old-ish music (especially upbeat ones)? Maybe like.. new wave? Uh, I don’t like just new wave but they remind me of my source a lot. But sometimes they’re a weird genre. I’m not sure why I like old-ish music a bunch, but the others think it’s because of my movies’ OST? And yeah, pf I agree. They just remind me a little of Uncle Ben- he introduced to some music as a kid. And it just reminds me of my room, hanging out with friends- good vibes

Sal - Rock and Metal, for obvious reason lol. Besides Sanity’s Fall (they’re in youtube, check it out) it’s those for sure. GOD, actually the other day, we were revisiting the Halo Theme song- specifically the Mjolnir version and [chefs kiss] oof [chefs kiss] so good. It yells my source vibes. Actually I have a playlist just dedicated to rock and metal, and all my playlists are public on spotify, so if you have the skill you can definitely find them- shouldn’t be that hard

Kris - TBH IDK,,, bc I like a lot of genres,,,,, b I g (besides the DR OST) I’d say mayb contmprry soul? Or neo contemporary soul? Actlly I’m thinking of different state of mind by kid bloom bc it reminds me of my room b like in a calm way? I named my playlist on chill music aftr that DKJDKJ. Uhhh most of the songs that remind me of my source dsnt bring that much good mmries :,^) but here’s som songs that remind me of source: Soda by Nothing But Thieves, Don’t Know What To Do by Ck9c [it’s undrtle b I rel8 except this is wht I feel twrds Asriel n not the othr way arnd, esp when I was new 2 the sys :^( ], Nervous by The Neighbourhood [like how ppl must hav felt abt me in my source/canon :,,,^) plus how I felt w the entity arnd,,,, lowkey accur8 it hurts KDJDKHDDBHM if it wasn’t a love song lol], Afraid by The Neighbourhood [OOF I rmmbr I listnd 2 this a lot when I was new, this was rlly source vibes <:^/ me @ the entity, more accur8 than Nervous tbh], You’re Somebody Else by Flora Cash [probs Noelle @ me], SRRY MINE IS SO LONG

Chara - (I’ll b typing these 4 thm bc they’re not rlly the best rn, a LOT reminds thm abt source/canon so I’ll just grab a handful of diff emtions JDKDJ n I wnt explain jst go nuts I g KDHDJ- Kris) Won’t Give Into Darkness by Ck9c (obv rsns), Love Like You by Rebecca Sugar, The Valley by The Oh Hellos, Back To You by Twin Forks, Dust Inside The Light by Florist, Everything’s Alrightby Laura Shigihara, Please Leave a light On When You Go by Britain Ashford, Two Slow Dancers by Mitski, Stuff Is The Way by They Might be Giants, Echo by Circrush, Brutus by The Buttress, No Culture by Mother Mother, Choke by IDKHBTFM, This is Love by ATC, If I Killed Someone For You by Alec Benjamin

Spinel - (she isn’t arnd Rn b I’ll answ 4 her n say electro swing n swing music 👀, it her fave genre b also it reminds her of source dmdb)

Mettaton - he says anything that sounds like you’d put it on a runway/catwalk pff

25 - 3 Rndom fun facts abt an introjct!

I’m frnting now so I’ll pick on som1 MSHSWNK

I’m pickin Sal

-> he changes his hair like all the time, b we notice the messier it is the worse his mental st8 is in? If he’s feeling rlly ok, he’ll braid it, half of the time he’s in a pnytail or his hair is dwn, b sometimes u’ll catch him w his pigtails, esp w his age is yngr

-> he actlly has his guitar inspace! Sometimes he jams by himself n it’s Rlly Good 👌👌👌 (he wishes the body cld play the guitr sldjdkj, I rel8)

-> he has a cat!!!! inspace!! Like if u walk in his rm, his cat is like somwer, uslly On him

[shellheadtm-a]

Bucky x Tony @involuntaryspy​ / send me a ship and-

Who asks the other on dates:  okay, it's time i was real with y'all.  tony didn't even know they were dates until date #3.  he didn't.  he had no idea.  he thought they were just hanging out.  i mean clearly that got cleared up and bucky learned a valuable lesson in how you need to be absolutely clear with tony and not let his brain fill in the blanks (i mean to him it was logical they were just hanging out), but.  it's true.  (i think it has to do with the fact that tony doesn't see cues if he's not the one doing the pursuing - i don't think a lot of people have pursued him like that in seriousness.)  anyway, they go on dates, though it's mostly bucky that has taken over their social dance card, tbh.  when tony's in new york it's usually for work or avenger things, so there's not a lot of fun to be had and besides, bucky's back in indiana usually, though if he's in new york they do things.  but bucky's the one with the connections when tony's home so it just ends up that tony comes home and finds out he's doing a thing.  it works for them.

Who is the bigger cuddler:  tony is absolutely the cuddle fiend in this relationship.  if they're both home in the same room, you can believe some part of tony is draped over some part of bucky at all times. you would think tony wouldn't be so intent on that kind of thing but considering his past history, especially all that time in the chestplate, being touchy with his person is a big deal.  he even does it while he's asleep, he latches on and has to be untangled from to get out of bed (sorry, bucky).  he likes being Close.  

Who initiates holding hands more often:  bucky might initiate it more often, but tony never hesitates, not even once.  he's schmoopy like that.  and like, yeah, he makes sure he's on the side that bucky's comfortable with, because he gets it, but also consider:  he likes to make it exceedingly clear that he's not worried about bucky's metal arm.  i mean, it's already been said, but he built it.  he loves and trusts bucky.  there's nothing in that that he remotely thinks is something to be wary of.  and you can be sure when he does cute shit like kissing the palm of bucky's flesh and blood hand he does it to the metal one, too.  it's not about being able to feel it, it's about normalizing it, associating it with daily life, as a help aid and a prosthesis instead of a weapon, as a part of bucky himself, like he's done with the upgrades he gave it to make it make daily life easier.  making sure bucky knows he loves all of him.

Who remembers anniversaries:  people need to literally let tony live!!!  he might not be able to tell anyone when they started dating, because, again, he didn't even know those were dates, but he does remember things like birthdays (just...not his own, usually).  and the stuff he can't remember, he has friday for, and since she and bucky are apparently so buddy buddy she's not likely to let tony get himself put in the doghouse by letting him forget.  he tries, though.  he just only has so much ram and processing speed and there are a lot of programs running in the background.

Who is more possessive:  that's not a thing with them.  tony doesn't really have much of a possessive streak in that way, for the most part i'd argue that he's emotionally too submissive in a lot of respects (especially in romantic relationships) and skittish because of bad experiences.  he doesn't try to keep bucky all to himself, it's why he's doing this double household thing to begin with, you know, and why he's setting up camp in another city that's becoming a tech forerunner (so he can have his office closer to home and actually be home).  he'd rather it be that they're actually living together full time, but he knows bucky loves being in indiana and loves his house and wouldn't try to take it from him for the world.  wouldn't ask him to change things, he'll change things as much as he can (i mean he still has to be in new york for weekly meetings but iron man kinda negates flight time there), but otherwise he's nested so hard himself it's sad.

Who gets more jealous:  i mean it's a fact tony has a jealous streak.  but it's not...it doesn't come out that way.  he withdraws, pulls back, instead of clinging tighter, because of the way tony's brain works and likes to lie to him (it's the depression and anxiety).  but he's forever grateful that bucky will absolutely save him from situations he'd have a hard time extracting him from with them both knowing it definitely looks like jealousy, because it's not.  bucky's teaching tony how to say no when he'd have reluctantly said yes and not wanted to and how to start learning and putting up his own boundaries.

Who is more protective:  tony can be ridiculously overprotective, if you want me to be honest.  it's because he worries.  he's redesigned bucky's gear at least twenty times and then never says anything because he doesn't want it to be taken as an insult, he just wants to keep bucky safe.  and he knows bucky won't take it the wrong way but...it's tony, it's how he is.  he doesn't want to be as overbearing as he's been accused of in the past.  but bucky's team normal and tony has a vested interest in making sure he stays unsquished.  i can also say that he's literally never made the connection between bucky running interference and it being a protective thing, at least not consciously.  subconsciously he's starting to put those boundaries in place when he just can't - though not enough to give him some breathing room yet - so if nothing else it's actually doing some good.  baby steps.

Who is more likely to cheat:  tony stark is no cheater.  it would literally never occur to him to even consider it, like...ever.  this is a guy that wasn't even sure if his girlfriend was still his girlfriend (she was ghosting) and he still turned down other people because as far as he was concerned, with no clear answer, he was still in a relationship.  tony stark is loyal.  fullstop.  tony stark married?  ten times as much.  he's someone's Person, bucky picked him, and that's it, that's all, bucky's stuck with him now forever, because tony is in reputation a playboy, in reality a mate for lifer.  and despite the fact that he's had such horrible relationship experiences - including being cheated on - he's literally never given it a thought whether bucky would, because his faith in the people he loves is unshakable.

Who initiates sexy times the most:  they're idiots, okay, i don't know what to say other than that.  it's a game, it's all a game to them, and they're both horrible little shits who get it in their heads they must have the upper hand and then nobody gets laid because they can't use their words.  it's amazing they ever actually have sex at all considering how big of idiots they are with this.

Who dislikes PDA the most:  there's pda, and then there's excessive slobbery pda.  like, they're married, they're allowed to hold hands and have the occasional cute smooch in public, they're allowed to casually touch each other but let's be honest, they're both entirely too grown to be slobbery and gross.

Who kills the spider:  the only member of this household that kills spiders is probably alpine.  you kinda feel bad about it when you know so many spider hyphen people.

Who asks the the other to marry them:  bucky, it was bucky.  and it's so funny, you know, because honestly before bucky did, tony was thinking about it and telling himself not now because it was too soon, way too soon.  like it was honest struggle, it's really kind of sad.  and funny.  like i'm still laughing at the entire thing, because tony never had a clue, never suspected a thing, never guessed, like bucky needs to put a feather in his cap about that because it's hard to keep things from tony, his thing is as much information as it is engineering and innovation, so the fact that tony showed up to his own wedding not knowing it was a wedding was.  chef kiss.  

Who buys the other flowers or gifts:  tony, we all know it's tony, because he doesn't know how to not.  he honestly wouldn't know what to do if he couldn't like.  overdo this.  and he does overdo it.  buying out a flower shop for two weeks straight?  done.  reserving an entire restaurant for a night so it's just the two of them?  double done.  paying attention to little details and wants and likes and then turning that up to eleven?  you remember the chocolate thing, you remember.  but like...for tony it's not a big deal?  he's not good with Talking About Feelings and it's easier and more comfortable for him to express things in other ways, and he has the money to do it. and if it was just spending money because he can that would be one thing but it's very specific, very pointed, he uses all those little details he pays attention to in order to do it.  and to be honest, bucky will never stop him.  he will continue to be That Way because it's what he knows and it's part of his love language, so...it's nice that it's appreciated in the spirit it's meant rather than what it has been in the past with other people, i don't think tony's ever otherwise been in a real relationship where it was a nice surprise when he does stuff like that instead of expected because he's tony stark.  

Who would bring up possibly having kids: kids aren't really a thing that's part of the bucky and tony show, and honestly, in this case i don't think...tony feels that loss as acutely as i'd have expected?  it's not a thing he thinks about much at all, to be honest.  their lives are utterly insane outside of their happy little bubble, the work will literally never be done, and they have a good life, you know.  they both have enough going on, with themselves, with the world, it's better not to add that unpredictable and vulnerable element into the equation.  and they have al.  tony's never had a pet, not really, so this is new and novel and he can direct those feelings to her and he's satiated.  he's happy.  he loves that cat so damn much, it's ridiculous, even if she's a complete and utter traitor and a bed thief.

Who is more nervous to meet the parents:  it might have been bucky but honestly i don't know that he had anything to worry about.  or maybe he did, amanda is feisty and isn't afraid to like.  take somebody out with a guitar, i love her sm.  plus she is...awesomely protective of tony and his feelings now that they've connected so of course she's gonna give bucky a shovel talk but...anyway, overall it's all very strange to tony and he has no idea what to make of any of it because he doesn't have much of a frame of reference there, so he considers bucky and amanda things to be bucky and amanda things and stays out of it, for the most part.  they seem to have made up their minds about each other and no one's getting beaned with instruments, so he'll take it as a win.

Who sleeps on the couch when the other is angry:  they don't fight.  it's weird.  they actually talk things out like adults and reach an understanding.  crazy, right?  it's like they understand they won't agree 100% on everything and have figured out a way around that.  amazing.  besides, sleeping on the couch is for the naps tony won't admit to and claim he does not take that he actually really does take.  why would he do that when he can fight the cat for dominance and sleep with bucky?  he wouldn't, that's what.

Who tries to make up first after arguments:  tony likes to have a good sulk and pout session first, to be honest.  so it's entirely reasonable that bucky would because honestly in most of tony's interpersonal relationships he's not going to open the floor to talking about his own feelings.  he's going to keep those where he thinks they belong, which is with him, but bucky will push for it which is actually a good thing.  instead of letting tony stew in whatever it is, it gets addressed.  he's safe to Have An Emotion and then Express He Has That Emotion without feeling like he's being ridiculed.  

Who tells the other they love them more often:  you know that post.  the one about "where's husband" "here's husband! here i am!"  that's it, y'all.  that's them.  that's them in a nutshell.  they're unbearably gross, it's awful, i love them.  tony takes a while to get over that hurdle, you know, admitting it out loud because he's got his issues.  but once he's past that he has no issue using it at every given opportunity.  part of it is the superhero lifestyle is unstable and once it's out there he wants to make sure he reiterates it while he can.  part of it is it becomes this ridiculous little talisman for him, that he has to say it.  part of it is because tony stark is a romantic at heart and needs bucky to know at all times that he loves him, does bucky know he loves him, because he loves him.  it's gross, it's disgusting, someone please make them stop.

[darkpoisonouslove]

So I promised @trashcankitty12 a post about my headcanons about Griffin’s friendship with Ediltrude and Zarathustra and I’m delivering.

I’m just going to start with my headcanons for their personalities when they were younger (under a cut because it’s long again):

Ediltrude:

- She was actually the more aggressive twin when they were students and her first response to everything would be violence. Someone said something bad about her? Spell the bitch. Someone sabotaged a scheme of hers? Get revenge. Someone did something to Zara? Okay, call the police because there will be a murder here.

- She was the “wild” one that always had a new boyfriend (that she’d dump after a while and find herself another victim) and was always at parties getting wasted but then showing up the next day at class in top shape. Nobody knew how she was doing that.

- In that vein, she was at the top of every class, always having the best grades. She had to be better than everyone she hated, you know? It was law! There was no question about it.

- She always wanted attention (but, like, in a cute way and mostly from her sis) and her presence demanded it, really. And she was always “fashionably late” (except for classes).

- Jewelry is her thing! Especially rings and necklaces. She hoards them by the ton.

- She can’t cook for shit. And she doesn’t really eat that much (tbh all the witches are anorexic but that’s not a topic I want to delve into rn because I have STRONG opinions about it that don’t belong here). Zara is kind of worried about her, especially when she knows the only thing in her system is alcohol. But Ediltrude seems to be handling herself (better than Zara is tbh)

- Ediltrude is actually very emotional but she hides that fact behind a cold and unfeeling facade that also conceals her trust issues. You don’t have to be worried about people approaching you if everyone’s scared to approach you, you know?

- She’s independent, you know! Never mind that she wouldn’t last a day without her sis because there’d be no one she could talk to.

- She has a fierce love for animals, especially snakes, and had a shitton of them while they were still living at home before signing up for Cloud Tower. Zara was so done with it. Imagine the following convo:

Zara: I can’t step on the floor because your pets are everywhere. Edi: I’m sorry… that you’re a dumbass who can’t remember she can fly. Zara: I’m not flying in my own home! I want to be able to step on the floor. Edi: And I want to be able to take care of my pets in peace. Zara: Oh, I will give you peace! *death glare*

Ironically, Ediltrude’s cat loves Zara (possibly even more than Ediltrude) and always cuddles into her. Zara is so done with all the cat hair on her clothes. She never shoos the cat away though.

- Her other strength is divination which she mostly uses to mess with people by telling them what will go wrong with their relationships. And if you really piss her off, she might give you a prediction of your death.

Zarathustra:

- She was a bit more controlled in her temper compared to her sister but you didn’t want to be the target of her words. She was the queen of sass and sarcasm. Her anger was also more insidious and delayed than Ediltrude’s and while Edi would get her revenge on you on the spot and then proceed with her life, Zara would let you stew in anxiety over when she’d get back at you.

- Zara is actually a few minutes older than Ediltrude. She resorts to calling her “baby sister” sometimes to which Ediltrude’s response always is “Talking shit again I see”. And while Zara would tease her with the fact that she’s a bit younger because she knew it annoyed Edi even if she didn’t show it, she still felt kind of responsible for her as she is a little older (which is kind of ridiculous because she can’t handle herself but we give her points for trying).

- Zara was more awkward in social situations or at least so it seemed because she didn’t bother trying to hide her uneasiness around people. But that wouldn’t stop her from blurting out what was on her mind which usually wasn’t very flattering. But hey, people usually deserved it.

- She’s sort of a nihilist (and would totally fit in with Millennials and Gen Z) and can be a bit depressing to be around sometimes. But she’ll send you all the memes (let’s pretend they had memes, okay). That was her primary way of communication at one point and Ediltrude was a little worried (not to mention sick of the damn memes). But they got over it and Zara is more talkative now.

- She has a more instinctual approach when it comes to magic and didn’t spend that much time studying. She preferred to practice instead and have physical, tangible results instead of something she read in a book which often ended up in a spell gone wrong.

- She is always exhausted because she can never sleep. Ediltrude is pretty convinced the cause is in a potion that went wrong when they were 13 but Zara wouldn’t hear a word of it. She blames it on stress and everyone pissing her off which results in restlessness and sleep problems.

- She pretty much runs on coffee since she gets very little sleep and is kinda a mess. But when it comes to insults, her brain is always ready and on the go. You can’t beat her at that no matter how sleep deprived she is. If only that were true when it came to her studies.

- She is actually a big fan of food (she has to get energy somewhere since she can’t sleep) but stays thin no matter how much she eats. She can barely cook, though, although she is better at it than Ediltrude. But not by much.

- Her strength are potions which she always experiments with. That results in utter chaos at her working space since there are ingredients everywhere. Ediltrude was afraid her animals would accidentally eat the wrong thing and either turn into an object or into a demon.

- Which Zara would’ve probably liked because demons have always been of special interest to her. She’s pretty sure she has a few of those trapped in her own soul and that she would be besties with any demons she can summon. Ediltrude had to keep the summoning spells under lock and key to be sure that she won’t find her sister possessed some day.

Griffin:

- Griffin was the quietest of the three, yet, the most menacing. Nobody dared mess with her after she taught some seniors a lesson for calling her pixie because of the whole thing with Faragonda. Well, nobody but Edi and Zara. But that’s stuff for later.

- She was a bookworm and spent a lot of time in the library, always reading about spells and anything else she could get her hands on, really. Books helped her calm down and escape the crushing reality. She was safe between the pages where the world’s resentment for her couldn’t reach her.

- Her strength were her words but she wasn’t afraid to act when the situation called for it. And there was a situation like that any other day tbh. Someone would decide to be an idiot and she’d have to interfere.

- She was clearly a strategist and would think everything through, coming up with the perfect plan to mess with some fairies or get revenge on a witch that crossed her.

- She was religious about her studies, much like Ediltrude, and the two were always competing for the first place at every class while Zara would just roll her eyes at them and try to take a nap. She didn’t get enough sleep for this shit!

- She is the one member of the trio that can actually cook and won’t burn the whole kitchen down in the process. However, she survives mainly on tea. She has all the tea and that’s pretty much her only intake when it comes to food and liquids. Zara was absolutely shocked when she learned that. Even Ediltrude enjoyed a normal, healthy meal once in a while. But not Griffin. Makes you wonder why she’s so good at cooking. She actually enjoys taking care of others by making them meals but she would never admit it.

- She knows everything about plants and is a specialist on herbalism. Have a health problem? She’ll cure you in hours. She has so many plants you feel like you’re in the jungle.

- She’s not that much into animals but crows have always liked her and she - them. They are one of the most intelligent animals and she feels them as companions in a way. Their presence calms her and helps chase away the loneliness.

- She also knows everything about crystals and how to use them in spells. Especially healing spells. She’s always been good at those but all the negativity and hate the world has been giving her for the fact that she’s a witch with dark magic pushed her to seek out the more destructive side of her magic and utilize it instead of what she was naturally good at.

- Her knowledge of astronomy helps her coordinate her spells so that they draw power from the cosmos, making her magic even stronger since she’s using nature in her favor. It gave her a big advantage on all the other witches and she loved showing off with that by challenging seniors to sparring (when she wasn’t one herself) and defeating them.

Now for the friendship:

- Griffin was transferred into the twins’ room after it turned out Faragonda was a fairy. So it was kind of a last minute arrangement and nobody was happy about it. Least of all Griffin and Edi and Zara.

- The three didn’t like each other at first. The twins were hellbent on giving her grief about being a fairy but she quickly managed to “convince” them not to do it. Magic was involved. It wasn’t pretty. They learned not to mess with her though. Still, that only made the relationship between them even more strained. Not to mention that Griffin couldn’t stand the arguments between Zara and Edi and would soon get involved into the mess herself.

- Sharing a dorm room wasn’t easy for the three of them since they practically had no space to move around. Between Griffin’s plants, Zara’s potions and Ediltrude’s clothes the room was packed. Quite a few incidents with Zara’s potions occurred because of the limited space. Not to mention that the tensions always raised through the roof in the matter of seconds thanks to the stuffy atmosphere.

- To add to that, Ediltrude had had the brilliant idea to sneak two of her snakes into the room. Even Zara didn’t know about that so she was quite scandalized when Griffin found the snakes in her bed. Ediltrude begged them both to keep her secret. Zara agreed easier than Griffin who finally gave in on condition that Ediltrude failed that upcoming test they had. It was more of a test of its own, though, since she wanted to see just how much the snakes meant to her. She didn’t let her fail in the end. That was when Ediltrude realized that the two of them may have more in common than originally thought, acting tough but that was actually only a veneer that hid a sensitive soul underneath.

- Zara found out how caring a person Griffin actually was when she blew up one of her plants with a potion gone wrong but instead of getting angry with her, Griffin made her some tea to help her sleep and concentrate to avoid more of those accidents. At first Zara thought she was trying to poison her but when she saw the results, she was grateful to Griffin. That was the first time in years that she actually managed to sleep like a normal person.

- The three soon figured out how well they work as a team and then it was over for all of those other witches. Of course, there was still the problem with the space they were facing but things ran much smoother when they weren’t at each other’s throats all the time. Their energy went into making life miserable for everyone else. And they were too good at it. From hating each other they went to being inseparable.

- So when Ediltrude’s snakes were finally discovered during senior year, Griffin and Zara stood up for her. Which earned them suspension for a month as well. That month was well utilized, though, in wreaking havoc all around their home planets with their friendship going as strong as ever.

- In fact, they only fell out of touch when Griffin joined Valtor and the Ancestral Witches.

That’s all I got for you today! Now I want to make an aesthetic about the three of them! Damn, and I have a lot of other stuff to work on. I’m going out of my mind here with everything I want to get done!