#thank u elise for helping me with this

[kimmichpropaganda]

the official™ bayern boy venn diagram

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

hi! I'm not sure if your taking requests or not, if your not please ignore this, but could you please write a self aware dazai, or any characters you'd like, learning that the reader has similar trauma as dazai, just some small aspects are different? thank you for your time!!

Hello! Hope, you like this. You are welcome.

When they learned, that you have similar trauma

Self-Aware! Dazai Osamu x GN!Reader

(Slight Self-aware! Oda Sakunosuke x GN!Reader)

Warning: Yandere, OOC, BSD characters stalks Reader, slight spoilers for "Dazai Osamu and dark era", mentions of death, few years ago Reader wasn't in the best place in their lives, English is my second language.

🪢🦀 It happened after you installed BSD Mayoi app and BSD gang gain access to the rest of your phone.

🪢🦀 Now they can hear your talking not only when you are using their app, reading manga/Light Novel or watching anime. Now they can hear you in your everyday life.

🪢🦀 Of course, they are looking after you for your own good. When they finally get to your world, they need to know who they should punish for wronging you.

🪢🦀 This cashier, who was rude to you and tried to scam you? Fitzgerald will destroy him financially.

🪢🦀 The terrible entitled parents in the park, who try to take away your phone and give to their children? Fukuzawa and Yosano will make them apologies.

🪢🦀 Entitled brats that ruined your notebooks? Elise and Q will show them, that you shouldn't be messed up with.

🪢🦀 Creepy old man that made you uncomfortable? Hirotsu and Melville will taught him some respect.

🪢🦀 But, until they find a way to your world, they only can send you some messages to lift your spirit up.

🪢🦀 Ango recently add another menu called "Message for you" to the game that allows them to leave you messages without adding presents. It's not that they were stingy, no. It happened because Gift Box won't allow them to send long messages. Moreover, they can send only one message per day. So, a new menu allows them to send more messages to you.

🪢🦀 You, for the most part, seem to be a cheerful person.

🪢🦀 So, when one day BSD gang felt that you are grieving, they were worried.

🪢🦀 They wanted to help you. But, the only thing they can do is sent another message to you.

🪢🦀 Dazai asked to be the one, who sent the message.

___________________________________

A familiar notification from "Message for You" popped up before your eyes. You mindlessly open it. It was a message from Dazai.

"[Y/N], dear, I hope you are doing well. If you are not... Well, do you want to talk about it? Dazai Osamu"

Little chibi Dazai was standing under the message text, looking at you. You stay silent for a moment. Then you start talking.

"I guess I can talk about it. Yes, you can't hear me, but, at least, I will talk this out. Today is the anniversary of my dear friend's death."

And you talked.

You talked about what happened few years ago. About feeling out of place. About feeling empty. About trying to find anything that can make you feel whole. About uncertainty in the future. About pressure from your family. About you failing in classes.

You talked about meeting your friend. About them been the best person in your life. About them helping you more than anyone at that period of time. They just were there. They didn't force you to speak about your feelings. Not only that, but they didn't shame you about your grades.

They were your anchor. Because of them, you were able to feel better. Life became good again.

And then they died.

You were crying, you can't manage to tell, how exactly they died. But you manage to say, that your friend died in a hospital. And that they managed to tell you something important. That you are good enough, that you shouldn't try to prove your worth to others. That your happiness matters.

Through sobs, you managed to whisper:

"If you think about it, Dazai, we are kinda the same. Both of us were lost, both of us were saved by a kind person, you by Oda, I by my friend, and both of us lost them. Thanks for listening. But, I think, I will go now."

You closed the app.

You didn't notice that Dazai sprite has tears in his eyes.

_____________________________________

🪢🦀 For a moment, everyone was quiet. They were sad after learning about your past.

🪢🦀 Yosano, who already felt bad for hating you before, felt even worse.

🪢🦀 Some of the characters cried. They thought that it's unfair, that someone like you suffered through such traumatic experience.

🪢🦀 All characters were concerned about you. You didn't deserve to experience this pain. They will start working harder. They will reach your world.

🪢🦀 But Dazai has the strongest reaction.

🪢🦀 Dazai was paralyzed. He feels tears running down his cheeks. You two were the same. But, you did something, that Dazai can never do for you. You brought Oda back.

🪢🦀 Dazai looked at the Infirmary door. Oda was standing there, leaning on the wall. Oda also looked concerned and sad.

🪢🦀🍛 Few days ago, you got Oda's card from scout. And Oda, like Shibusawa a few months prior, appears in ADA's office. He was dizzy and lost, but, according to Yosano, he was fine mentally and physically and just needs some rest. Soon he will manage to walk around.

🪢🦀🍛 Dazai was ready to work 24/7 just to reach your world. Oda manage to stop Dazai, before he tried to threaten to shoot Ango, Katai and Fyodor if they didn't find a way to your world immediately.

🪢🦀 Dazai want to hold you in his arms. Dazai want to protect you. Dazai want to take your pain away. Dazai will do anything he can to be with you. You will be happy and safe. He will let you cry on his shoulder.

🍛 Oda want to console you. Oda want to be near you. He isn't planning to replace your friend, but he wants to become as important to you as them. When Oda recovers, he will do his best to help others with finding a way to you.

🪢🦀🍛 Both Oda and Dazai will send you encouraging messages. They will try to make you smile.

🪢🦀🍛 You may not see each other eye to eye, but you are important to them. And they want to keep you safe.

[shakespearean-dream]

last of the big five yall!!!!

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here are a couple good places to donate! please remember to do your own research and take care of each other, it’s getting scary out here.

ohhhh nimdok, where to start with you….

i have been dreading doing him because he pisses me off so bad but i actually had some decent fun with him :D. designing him and branching out farther away from his canon self was nice, but im not touching his backstory or personality really, that stays about the same for me in my head.

speaking of whichhh! like benny, i understand how the game makers had a short amount of time to fit an entire character arc of an old man undoing his deeply internalized racism/xenophobia/ableism in a singular short scenario, but unlike benny i actually somehow like his better?? nimdok had a lot more to get over (well not saying being a dickhead murderer isn’t a lot but 😭) and i enjoyed seeing him actually help out the people he would’ve previously turned in. it still feels a little hollow/unrealistic because again, he’s been like this his whole life, but considering how much AM takes him away from the group to (most likely) psychologically torture him for his actions he’s probably had a bit of a revelation.

doing his scenario was unfortunately funny at times because of the strange way we had to go about redeeming him with the golem guy😭giving him a smooch caught me off guard but ykw? i’ll take it for being able to kill mengele like immediately afterward. also speaking of whichhhh…

i would go into more detail about nimdok and mengeles relationship to give it some depth because god i love me some queers, but that is??? a real fucking guy???? a real life monster???? im less than comfortable picturing the fucker in my mind, much less giving him depth with a character who i also don’t like. like why ship ur essentially OC with a REAL LIFE N/AZI??? just another one of the reasons harlan elision creeps me out. (if that just pissed you off google search him s/a-ing 2 people, marrying a 19 year old when he was in his 40s and defending a child r/apist i really don’t feel like arguing with you. the guy was a horrible fucking person and he makes me sick, i just like this franchise.)

i cannot cough up anymore thoughts about this fella pls forgive me; these past couple days have been rough on my 3 brain cells. AM will for sure be next and after that fully rendered/decked out full bodies are in order!! so look out for that:]]]] i may also start posting some art fight things since i was just complaining about the lag a post or so ago☺️ jk ily artfight. team seafoam lets goo

ok i love u guys!!! if u have any requests for me drop a comment or an ask, and thank you so much for the continued support on my art❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ lots of links on this post but one more quick reminder to take a look at my commission page if you’d like!!! yolanda is still in the shop because they cannot figure out what’s wrong with her :(

have a good night friends 🫶

[fyodior]

About Shibusawa and Mori being fathers.

Shibusawa is always bored, so getting himself a child and heir will decrease his boredom, yes? He did not care for you first, you just an incubator and when finished you will cast aside. BUT being near you after getting pregnant, awaken something in him. He want to spend more and more time with you, maybe because of his ability he sees you as his mate now? Even after birth, he won't let you go, EVER. Mind you he got an unhuman cock/2 cocks, so you are for an ride. As for his "hatchlings", he will spoil them and will teach them to be cunning and strong as their daddy.

Mori will love his children (especially girls), he will give them best education, toys, books, food, medicine, clothes, protection, etc. but also teach them important medical knowledge, how to fight, educate them, help them to grow to be cunning, strong and mature human beings. I think he would prefer his child/ren to choose their own path, other than mafia, and even after possible parting ways will still love them will all his heart.

~🩺

OBSESSED WITH THISSSSSSS hehehehhe

i love the idea of shibu falling in love with the forced mother of his children (esp if this is an ovi situation...) and calling them hatchlings... anon u get me so much omg. but maybe in a scenario where like u said he purely just saw you as a means for incubation, he never quite pays attention to you. to who you are beyond what you (your uterus) can provide. until … he does. the man starts to notice how loving and caring and patient and kind you are in the way you take care of and love on his hatchlings. and of course he was possessive over you the second you got pregnant with his babies but it was different - in his head, you were a thing; a means of production. but you became his. and by god you better feel lucky and special because tatsuhiko shibusawa doesn’t fall in love with just anyone. but when he does, he falls hard. he’s so obsessed with every little thing you do, just wants you by his side 24/7. and now he’ll use those 2 cocks to actually pleasure you vs. only just impregnating you :)

and abt mori - i agree!! i think how he raises his own real children would be a bit different than how he treats elise. he’ll genuinely try to raise them and shape them to be the (like you said) cunning, strong, sophisticated people he knows they can be. they are mori children after all. i think he’d maybe give the illusion that he wants his kids to have freedom outside of the mafia and be able to choose their own life path, but he’ll always have them under his thumb i think. he’ll always have some semblance of control over their life whether they see it or not. and i can see mori choosing one kid (not even necessarily the oldest) to act as his heir, but they’d definitely have to pull their own weight and prove that they genuinely have what it takes to fill his shoes and potentially follow in his footsteps. as doting and spoiling as the man is, i don’t think he’d just hand the title of pm boss down to any of his kids if they didn’t deserve it.

thank you for sending this in hehehe i love talking abt this

[laura-the-yellow-cat]

MSA X DP: The Ultimate Enemy Chapter 3: Sophie and others meeting Danny Fenton and others/Sophie got Tough Homework

**Sophie Kingsmen and others came here**

Sophie Kingsmen: **having her tough homework** Guys

Danny Fenton and Dan: Hi Sophie

Sophie Kingsmen: Oh boy, i had tough homework like u guys

Dan: Yeah

Danny Fenton: Same thing, Sophie

Me/Laura: My goodness, i can't they got hard homeworks

Sardonyx the Poltercat: Meow

Sapphire the Dog: Yep, same thing sardonyx

Sarah/You: Yeah

Sophie Kingsmen: Hmmm, A...B... or C? It's hard than i thought

Elise Libman: Oh dear

Monty Myres: I agree with Elise

Arthur Kingsmen: Oh, Sophie let me help you

**Danny, Sophie and Dan are helped by Jazz, Arthur and Jane**

Muffet Pepper: (In her mind: I remember when i telling ghost past and ghost present about my stories, if only my unknown parents are here)

Claude the Puppy: Yeah, u can say that again, Muffet

Tim Kingsmen: Don't worried, muffet, everything's gonna okay

Muffet Pepper: Okay, and thank u tim **kisses tim kingsmen's cheek**

Tim Kingsmen: **smiling**

Norman Kingsmen: I guess our brother loves muffet pepper

Ricky Kingsmen: Yeah

Judy: Awww, my cousin loves tim

Max Yukino: How tough could be?

Daniela Kingsmen: Yeah

Marie Pepper: Me too

Blossom the Poodle Dog: Me three

Aaron Rivas: Homework is gonna be bored than i remember

Others: Yeah

For @sfcabanasstarcgs and @mysteryideasgroup

All her msa ocs and new msa ocs belongs to @sfcabanasstarcgs and @mysteryideasgroup

All my msa ocs and new msa ocs belongs to Me

All Danny Phantom characters belongs to Nickelodeon Danny Phantom

[zukkaoru]

i am. love you. tehe.

oda & naomi + "you look very manly in this photo"

sigma & margaret + "that's it. i'm leaving"

fyodor & chuuya + "Because you’re not to step within a thousand feet of a Cinnabon, [name]"

lucy & gin + "i'm gonna kick your... HEAD"

kyouka & jun'ichirou + "umm, we just exploded a bus!"

ranpo & elise + "sit down, shut up, and i'll buy you a candy bar"

ango & chief taneda + "professor you are bald as hell"

hiiii beloved <333 umm okay obviously the oda & naomi one is beast au. and the fyodor and chuuya one is a no abilities au?? no other context though. also the gin & lucy one kind changed to gin/lucy bc uhhhh i'm a lesbian. thank u

“You look very manly in this photo,” Naomi muses. Oda looks up to find her holding a photograph of Kunikida, taken from a security camera during his most recent mission. Kunikida, of course, ignores her. “Let me see,” Oda says. Naomi hands him the picture and he looks it over before nodding in agreement, just to see if he can draw out a better reaction. “I agree, Naomi-chan. It’s a good photo—very manly. Only thing I’d change is the glasses. He could go for something sexier.” Naomi snorts. Kunikida’s brow furrows. “My glasses are perfectly fine. I would appreciate it if you would stop gossiping about me while I am right here, trying to work.” Naomi rolls her eyes, and Oda bites back a snicker as he passes the picture back over.

-

“That’s it.” Margaret slams her hands on the table, standing up. “I’m leaving!”

As she goes, Sigma eyes the spread of cards warily. There’s no way this wasn’t stacked, though they’d assured Lucy wasn’t the one dealing, since she likes showing off her new illegal skills whenever possible. Apparently she isn’t the only (former) Guild member who can stack a deck of cards.

Sigma sighs. They stand too, heading to find Margaret. They tune out the background noise of Lucy yelling at Mark and John while Louisa tries to calm her down.

When they find Margaret, she’s standing with her back against the wall, arms folded over her chest. She huffs. “I know they’re cheating so I’ll lose.”

Sigma purses their lips. “You’re probably right. …But they aren’t the only ones who know how to cheat at card games. …I could help you get a little revenge?”

Slowly, a smile spreads across Margaret’s face.

-

Chuuya grabs Fyodor by the back of his jacket, preventing him from taking even one more step.

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because,” Chuuya sighs. “You are not to step within one thousand feet of a Cinnabon. Your partners were very specific. If I have to babysit you, I don’t want you getting high off cinnamon or whatever the hell you did to make them give me that warning.” They begin walking in the opposite direction of the mall, dragging Fyodor behind them. They don’t know how they let Dazai talk them into agreeing to this.

“I have done no such thing.”

“Full offense, but I don’t believe you. Now pick up your feet or we’re going to be late. Sigma is waiting for us and she deals with enough shit just having to be friends with you.”

-

“I’m gonna kick your…HEAD!” Lucy exclaims.

Gin raises their eyebrows, clearly calling into question Lucy’s ability to follow through with her threat. Which only serves to fan the flame of anger burning bright in Lucy’s chest. Stupid Gin and their stupid piercing gaze and perfect looks and nimble fingers and Lucy hates that they probably could kick her head, if they tried. It’s infuriating. Gin is infuriating.

“I could do it!” Lucy argues. “You’re not that tall! I could get my leg all the way up there! Just watch!”

Lucy kicks, and while she does come close, Gin easily evades her foot. They dodge effortlessly, and in one swift movement, they’ve got Lucy pinned against the wall with one arm against her throat. Their eyes seem to stare into Lucy’s soul, grey like swirling storm clouds.

Lucy swallows thickly, her gaze dropping to where Gin’s mouth is covered by their mask.

Shit.

-

“Um…” Jun’ichirou swallows nervously. “We just exploded a bus.”

“Yes,” Kyouka agrees. Her tone is far too calm for their current situation. The remains of said bus are still smoldering before them, and they’re lucky everyone else managed to escape in time.

“After being attacked by demon triplet ability users.”

“Yes,” Kyouka repeats. She sheaths her knife.

Jun’ichirou stares hopelessly at the smoke wafting into the sky. He’s already imagining the damage report he’s going to have to complete once this case is wrapped up, and they’ve barely even started it. The ability users got away, and Jun’ichirou has no idea which direction they even escaped in, and when he and Kyouka were assigned this case, they weren’t even aware there were ability users involved!

He sighs. It’s going to be a long day.

-

“Sit down and shut up!” Ranpo snaps. They are at the end of their rope, and if Elise doesn’t chill out in the next two seconds, he’s going to attempt murder. “If you do, I’ll buy you a candy bar.”

Elise stops her singing and dancing immediately. “Really?”

“Yes! Just— Stop being so annoying!”

Elise sits down obediently. “Okay. I want my candy bar now.”

“I can’t go buy it while I’m babysitting.”

She glares at him for a moment, and then starts singing again, even louder than last time. It hurts Ranpo’s ears and his head and God why is she like this?! If Mori can make her behave however he wants, why is she literally the worst person on earth?!

“FINE!” Ranpo shouts. He marches over to where his stash of snacks is, grabs the first candy bar he sees, and throws it at Elise. “Now be quiet!”

Elise grins smugly as she begins unwrapping the candy.

-

“Professor,” Ango says, the word slurring with sleep as it falls from his lips. Taneda looks over at him, unsurprised to see he’s nearly started dozing at his desk. What does surprise him, however, is that Ango meets his gaze and finishes his sentence with, “You are…bald as hell.”

“What?”

But Ango just hums absentmindedly before returning to his work. As if he’s said nothing out of the ordinary.

Taneda lifts a hand to his head, unsure if the comment should make him self-conscious or just concerned for Ango’s well-being. It’s certainly not something he would have said if he were in a sound state of mind, but a sleep-deprived Ango is often one who is unable to control his brain-to-mouth filter.

So, Taneda simply sighs and prepares himself for the battle that is convincing Ango to go home and rest.

[punchyemblem]

"Ok but now i'm thinking about the world's messiest odiniles au" okay then do it out loud share your thoughts with the class

u got it boss

“Why can’t I move? I should be powerful enough to destroy you now!” “You don’t become me by having my body. That thing doesn’t work unless it’s my soul in it.” SOURCE

ok so consider: fates au where anankos fails to keep the awakening trio in valla, and they get booted back to the mila tree. now aware that there's a world out there that desperately needs their help the trio gets to work figuring out cross-realm travel and, with the help of the power from the mila tree, they............ kind of figure it out

they don't get it right at first. rather than sending their actual bodies, owain only manages to send his soul. while severa and inigo are back at the mila tree staring at an unconscious owain, owain lands in niles's body and they're both extremely surprised

niles, with his fucking 40% res growth (same as elise!), is more resistant to this kind of thing. why? because I said so. but owain's magic is super potent thanks to the mila tree so he isn't instantly removed. now they're both in niles's body, owain is confused, niles is pissed, they don't know each other, and they have a very funny argument in niles's head where they can each hear the other's thoughts because there are NO boundaries in there

idk about the rest they figure it out probably

[growling]

anyway. seaso- hold on bsd just called. apparently i gotta watch dead apple before s3......... sigh....................

anyway dead apple:

hello oda????

CHUUYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"give me back my friends" Chuuya has friends???? since when????? sorry .

fuck him up Chuuya!!!

I cheer and clap every time I see Chuuya in the intr- CHUUYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!11 SHE'S GOT AN ENTIRE SECTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"was it someone you were in love with?" no he's too cishet for this. oda was not his past gay lover he was his dear platonic boybestie whom he kissed on the lips goodnight every time they slept together (with socks on) that is different

yesyesyesYES dazai kill yourself now spare me the suffering

rampo stop crunching or i will be forced to choke you out

rampo living that best life......

get the incest siblings out my screen

its the apple . roll credits

once again it's all dazai's fault

when in doubt im gonna just blame dazai on everything from now on

banger theme. also kyouka hiiiii

anyway took a break. im back

kyouka knows how to drive? isn't she like fourteen nvm good for her

hello ango

"im sure dazai-san would help us" dazai would sell you to satan for one corn chip

fyodor..... that's the guy i kept getting as results in the "which bungou stray dog r u" uquizes. what's up fyodor......... how are you........ i know literally almost nothing about u

demon snow :3 <-banger theme

AKUTAGAWA?????? HELLO THANKS

BANGER THEME

i support akutagawa in his dazai-killing endeavors go shred him babygirl

dazai meowing is the most disturbing thing ive heard this year i feel sick

banger theme

everybody cheer and clap for akutagawa!!!!!!! woohooooo my boy did i- uh oh

inflation fetish joke

EVERYBODY CHEER AND CLAP FOR AKUTAGAWA!!!!!!! WOOHOO MY BOY DID IT FOR REAL THIS TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And good for the other guys I guess :33

CHUUYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YEAH YOU'VE GOT THE NERVE HUH!!!!!!!

atsushi's going thru it rn- CHUUYA AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!

YESSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DAZAI GOT STABBED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ITS DAZOVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE EVIL IS DEFEATED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

damn

i like.......... fyodor............. also *waves at him* another slav :3

CHUUYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I still don't really know what you're doing now but HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

his gloves....................... 30% of your sex appeal gone with the wind now. its okay i am deeply in gay love with you despite

she's so cool you guys. omg. guys....

THE JACKET!!!!! THAT'S 40% NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! unless it's a stripping game or smth in which case I do not object..

SHE'S SO COOOOL YOU GUYYYYYSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! <3333 <33 <3

hey but don't kill yourself..... hey babe haha nooo don't kill yourself you're so sexy haha BABE-

b...b....banger.....themee......

ok dazai you better revive just so you can get your chuuya. he is going a bit crazy over there he went full creature mode

the majesty........ the grace............

YES DAZAI'S HERE (never thought id say this. sigh)

gay (chuuya's mine though. dazai fuck off this instant she doesn't deserve you)

Chuuya's so cuteee when he's helpless and completely immobilized like that.......

oh hi fyodor

oh hi atsushi i forgot about you for a mome- THE FACE ANGL AGAIN STOPPPPP

hello akutagawa :)

what's up Mori-ohhh??? the daughter's your ability??

I had a feeling they were gonna kill each other's abilities :>>

daughter elise-chan time :333

womp womp

tiger time

why are they always referring to fyodor as "the/that russian" that feels kinda that's kinda that's kinda....

maybe demon snow, too, is babygirl.

cheering clapping go atsushi go

CHUUYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK OFF DAZAI

though im curious. whenever they aren't calling him The Russian, they call him "demon fyodor"........ more than once or twice........... is he like. is he

CHUUYA AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

aaand the end <33333

[futurecatlady321]

Thanks for the tag :)

My liked songs are so random so we are not going to judge my music taste.

1. Escapism- RAYE

2. Für Elise?? Huh I don't remember adding that

3. Mockingbird sped up- eminem(wow ok emo phase)

4. Just dance sped up- ok fair that's a good song

5. Gasoline sped up- daddy Yankee (huh? When have I ever listened to this song)

6. Happier than ever- billie eilish (Noooo it's all coming back to me help)

7. Umbrella- rhiana

8. Friends- marshmello (jazz what am I, 8?)

9. Dandilions- Ruth b (girl u literally don't even like anyone why was this on repeat)

10. Wish u were sober- Conan grey

Well that was surprisingly fun. Sorry for the running comentry have a nice day 😊

@apersononearth011 @sofiaisanalien @torifuckingspring @toothpastekissesinparis @sleepy-vix @5ducksinatrenchcoat and everyone else

Shuffle your on repeat playlist and list the first 10 songs that play, then tag 10 people.

Thank you for the tag @redwidow616! 💚

ocean eyes by Billie Eilish.

Radio by Lana Del Rey.

Bloody Mary by Lady Gaga.

Nevermind by Dennis Lloyd (no clue what this is doing in this list, I've listened to it like two times)

Video Games by Lana Del Rey.

Good Looking by Suki Waterhouse.

Malibu by Miley Cyrus.

Mary On A Cross by Ghost.

Say Yes To Heaven by Lana Del Rey.

Is It Over Now? by Taylor Swift.

No pressure tagging @aintinacage, @accidental-spice, @child-of-the-tardis256, @maybeimart, @eowima, @brekker-by-brekkerr, @samanthaswishes, @daisyssousa, @daily-dose-of-dousy and @daisy-mooon!

[callumilott-archive]

PIERRE GASLY in Drive to Survive (2018-2020)

[euphorickaeya]

𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 !! PT 2.

honey’s notes: maybe it’s just the fact that I really am hyper fixated w Diluc having a kid but I made this as soon as part 1 was posted, also my sore throat is killing me and I am so not slaying rn.

part 1

recommended song: look who’s inside again - Bo Burnham.

summary : Elise has gone missing and Diluc’s on the verge of tearing through teyvat to find her, not to fret, Elise was found safe and sound.. and with a boy?

pairings : Diluc x GN!reader. Mentions of Kaeya, Jean, Lisa, Noelle, Venti, Zhongli, Ei. (diluc is platonic!yandere to his daughter and romantic!yandere to reader.)

tagging @koinotame for part 2 ^^ @spare-some-bones SOSGSH BONES IM SO SORRY I FORGOT TO TAG U IN MY WORKS WHEN I KNOW U ASKED 💀

[content warning: overprotectiveness, cursing, Diluc is a helicopter parent almost. Arguing. trauma. This includes scenes where elise gets injuries from diluc, so please be wary of this fic because this is one of my darker fics, since it deals with note abuse but Diluc accidentally harms Elise. Cult. Obsession. Manipulation. Diluc is ooc. Idk what I was doing for this fic 💀]

on Elise’s side..

A rustle of the bushes was heard, a little Elise popped out, her little bunny still in her arms, “they were loud, don’t you think, cloud?” The little girl asked her bunny, who could do nothing but look at her with its beady black eyes.

she walked around the outer sides of Mondstadt, looking around almost eagerly, she’s rarely been able to travel like this alone, despite being young, Elise knows how protective her father can be.

As she walked around town, she bumped into a small boy around her age. A small ‘oomf’ left her lips as she shielded her bunny. Looking up, seeing a shy boy, his shaggy blonde hair covered one of his green eyes as he looked down at her, concerned but also scared.

“a-are..are you okay?” The boy asked, hesitantly putting his hand out so Elise could have help standing up. She took the hand as she stood up, dusting her dress off with one hand. “mhm! I’m sorry for bumping into you.” She chirped, looking at him as she swayed from left to right.

The boy jumped, a small red tinged his ears as he scratched the back of his head. Elise giggles. “I’m Elise, this is my bunny, cloud! Get it? it’s cause he’s white like a cloud!” Elise pushed her pet forward. The poor thing dangled for a few seconds in front of the boy’s face, the boy awestruck. Elise once again cradled it. The bunny seemed not to care about anything Elise did.

“That’s..that’s nice.” The boy mumbled as he fiddled with the cuffs of his shirt. “my name’s uhm..it’s Vernon of the Marshall family.” Elise tilted her head, curious. “I’ve never head of that family before. My papa has a lot of connections but never did he once mention anything Marshall.” The boy stepped back, nodding.

“Yeah, we just, moved to Mondstadt a few days ago…from Fontaine.” He explained. Elise took note of how anxious he was, as she scanned Vernon, she took note of the book he’s carrying.

“You like reading?” She chirped, tilting her head once again. Vernon gulped, before nodding. “I know I should be into knights and stuff but-“ the blonde boy rambled before Elise laughed loudly. “that’s not weird, but we’re definitely the opposites, I have an auntie, who’s the headmaster here, and I wanna be just like her!” Stars almost sparkled in Elise’s eyes talking about her auntie jean.

“Actually, now that I know you like books, I can show you the library if you’d like!” She leaned into vernon’s face, Elise had no concept of a personal bubble ever, so Vernon just jumped and yelped as he held his book closer to him. “I was looking for the library around here, so it’d be greatly appreciated if you did.” Vernon bowed as a thank you, following Elise who had started to walk towards the knights of favonious headquarters.

As both the children approached, Kaeya and Jean stood outside of the headquarters. Hearing the small click clacks of Elise’s Mary Janes and Vernon’s shoes they turn their heads, “lady Elise! We’ve been looking everywhere for you!” The two knights rushed over, turning the Childe around and around to check for injuries. “Come, your parents are worried about you!” Jean says, gently pulling her to the direction.

Elise gasped as she pulled away. “Auntie Jean!” She cried out, The headmaster was shocked by the name Elise called her, looking at her with wide eyes. “Please don’t tell baba and papa I’m here! I just made a new friend, so please don’t tell them!” She looked up to Kaeya and Jean with her saddest puppy eyes, both knights jumped as worried expressions painted their face, which started to contort to that of restrain.

The restrain coming from trying to resist Elise’s sad puppy eyes. Kaeya broke first, letting out a big sigh as he nodded, “okay, okay. But your papa’s gonna kill me once he finds out I’ve known where you are.” He ruffled his niece’s hair. Elise smiles as she takes Vernon’s hand, running to the door of the headquarters, asking to have the guards open the door as she and Vernon entered the building.

Before fully entering, she turns back to Jean and Kaeya who were having not only a crisis because they let their creator’s child beat them with just a look but also dread because they know how devastated you and Diluc are from losing your child around Mondstadt on the most important day of their child’s life.

“Thank you uncle Kaeya! You’re the best uncle ever!” Kaeya snapped out from his existential dread to laugh as she waved goodbye to him. “I’m your only uncle.” He called out. Elise giggled before heading back into the building.

“Okay so, what do we tell their grace.” Kaeya deadpanned back to Jean who had a sullen expression on her face. “For once..I don’t know what to do.” She replies back as she stared at Kaeya. Who looked at her with the same deadpan expression, confirming that neither knights knew what to tell you and Diluc, after promising to Elise not to rat her out.

“Miss Lisa takes care of the library. She makes sure nothing goes lost nor hidden.” Elise explains as the guards open the door for her, bowing. “Why do the guards bow for you..if you don’t mind me asking!” Vernon exclaimed, looking at the guard that was bowing as they entered the library.

“My baba’s the creator god, so I’m kind of royalty.” Elise nonchalantly explains as Vernon’s eyes widened. “You’re the daughter of the creator god? Aren’t you supposed to be in a palace or something?-“ Vernon rambled.

“You ramble too much.” Elise states as she walks towards Lisa’s desk, who was ready to help them navigate the library. “Miss Lisa!!” Elise yelled, Lisa winced as she laughed, “yes, what is it that you need Lady Elise? Oh? You’ve brought a boy. You’ve never done that before.” Lisa teased as she pinched Elise’s cheek who just giggled pulling away from her teasing.

“Mhm! He’s new to Mondstadt and he loves reading! So I wanted to show him where the library was.” Elise explained, adjusting the bunny in her arms, which Lisa had just noticed. “Lady Elise, animals aren’t- oh well, just this once I guess.” Lisa was too busy to tell Elise she couldn’t have her little bunny in the library because of the fur.

“Wait!- before we go,” Vernon called as he stopped Elise by the hand to stop her from getting lost in the aisles of the library, “can- can I have a library card? My mama and papa were supposed to take me here so,” Vernon asked over the counter, his eyes peeking up at Lisa who just smiled at him, nodding.

“Your name?” Lisa took a piece of stock card and a quill, it was a library card. “Vernon Marshall.” He mumbled. Lisa wrote it down before handing it over to the small boy. “You’re able to take home five books at most for reading, you just need to hand this over to me,” Lisa taps the card in Vernon’s hand. “And I’ll record the date you borrowed and you can take them home for as long as you want, as long as you return them, of course.” She explained, Vernon nodding along.

“Thank you!” He bowed gently as he went to hold hands with Elise once again. Lisa watched the two run off into the library as she giggled quietly. “I have a feeling I’ll be seeing those two often in the future.” She tells herself as she continues back to working.

Kaeya and Jean stood with sweat running down their faces as they watched you comfort an almost crying Diluc, whispering comforting words and sweet nothings into his ear to keep him from burning down Mondstadt to find his child.

Venti landed in front of you and Diluc as Zhongli and Ei returns from looking around. “Well? Where’s my child?” You stood up from beside Diluc, who finally looked up, from his hands. Venti had a grim expression. “I’ve heard her from the winds but I couldn’t pin point where she was, I promise you I will find her, your grace.” A hand was put in front of Venti to stop him.

“You call yourself an archon and one of my most devoted acolytes but you cannot do such a simple thing as to find my child?” You scolded Venti with a cold voice and an almost disappointed expression. Venti gasped as he kneeled. “I’m sorry, your grace. I promise you I will find her and I promise you I won’t disappoint.” He could feel the overwhelming weight of dread and your piercing gaze on his back, as he sweated.

Zhongli and Ei took that as a sign to continue looking, a small bow left them before the returned to looking around Mondstadt and anywhere near the outskirts of Mondstadt, leaving behind a scared Venti. “Then why are you still here! Go! Find my child or I’ll make sure you won’t be as incompetent as you are now!” You pointed for Venti to leave and he did, nodding as he flew even faster, looking harder for your child.

“What if she’s dead in a ditch, your grace?! I don’t want to lose her, she’s our child-” Diluc clung onto the fabrics of your clothes as you sat back and patted your husband’s back. “Diluc, my love. You are right, Elise is our child, that’s why I know she’ll be alright. She’s strong, okay?” Diluc shook his head, holding onto his head, “she’s five!” You sighed. “I know, but she’s a smart little girl! It’s okay, Diluc. Elise is safe, I know teyvat wouldn’t let anyone harm that child as long as she is mine.” You cupped Diluc’s cheeks into your hands as you made him look into your eyes, only solemnly nodding.

Diluc wants to go look for his daughter, he’s sat her for what feels like decades and his daughter is still not in his arms. An itch takes over him, it’s an urge to hold and protect his child from any harm that befalls his precious daughter. He must protect her, Diluc doesn’t care if he’s being over protective or deep down psychotic about the way he’s worried about his daughter. He just wants his little bird by his side.

A shush came from you as you held Diluc close, who could do nothing but nuzzle his face closer into the crook of your neck. The shaking in his legs stops him from going out and turning every pebble in Mondstadt to find his child. He felt helpless, almost useless, if not even the archons could find her, how could he find Elise?

After an hour or two, Kaeya and Jean still stood, sweating, looking at each other. Before jean gasped and looked towards you and Diluc. “Elise is at the KOF headquarters and she didn’t want us telling you because she said she wanted to spend time away from you and I’m so sorry for not telling you, your grace!” Jean blurted out. A loud silence overcame the group. Silence from you was the most fearful thing a human could ever experience.

You stood from your spot once again. “You knew, yet you waited to tell us this now, because?” You glared at Jean, who was now shaking. Your glare had shook her to her core, as Kaeya could do nothing but look away in guilt, as much as he was as involved in this as Jean was, he could not bare to try and help, too afraid of the disappointment you’d glare into him.

“Are you even able to see what’s in front of you grandmaster Jean? My husband is worried sick for our child and here you are keeping the location of our child from not only the creator, the very hand that created you and the world you live in, but a child’s parents.” You yelled at her, the merchants watched the commotion go on, a few looks of pity on Jean as you scolded her horribly around people.

“She- Lady Elise was begging for me not to tell you and I just, I didn’t know what to do-“ Jean shakily explained, she could feel her knees buckle, it was all a flash before she saw Diluc’s angry expression in front of her, grabbing her from the collar of her shirt. A squeak left Jean as tears formed in her eyes.

“You bitch. You kept my fucking child away from me? Who the fuck do you think you are?” You had snapped out from your anger, staring at the horrifying monster in front of you, it held Jean by the collar of her shirt as Jean’s eyes has now freely spilled tears. “Diluc..” Jean could barely whisper his name as he shook her once again. “Tell me! Who the fuck do you think you are, to keep my own child away from me? You’ve got nerve, just cause you’re the grandmaster? Is that why?—“ You pulled Diluc off of Jean, who felt into Kaeya, sobbing freely as she held her head in her hands, a repeating mantra of ‘I didn’t mean to’ left her lips.

“Diluc!” You called his name in horror. Diluc’s chest heaved as he stared at Jean with pure rage as she struggled to stand. “I’m going after my child.” He muttered, bumping into Kaeya’s shoulder on the way, before stopping. “If you even still consider yourself a brother of mine, the least you could’ve done as my brother was tell me where my child was.” Diluc spat at Kaeya. The blue-haired captain was silent as his hands held Jean by the shoulder, awfully quiet for his personality.

You stared in dismay, you are still angry at Jean for not telling both you and Diluc the whereabouts of your child, even if Elise did want to know. Knowing where she was could’ve at least eased both Diluc and you. Though what you said to jean was cruel, you truly felt like nothing you can say could compare to what Diluc spat at the man he once saw as a brother.

You stayed silent as you walked past Jean and Kaeya, you can see from the corner of your eye the way Kaeya shook, you couldn’t tell if it’s from guilt or anger, but the way his hands shook and started to falter it’s hold on jean made you feel horrible. You walked with Diluc to the headquarters, the u comfortable silence taunted you as you can feel your hands start to swear from the tension that surrounded both of you.

No longer was this a wonderful birthday party for your little girl, it was spoilt by the tension and anger seeping out of Diluc. Like a cake left out to rot in the sun, forgotten. Diluc opened the door, seeing Noelle serving your little girl, and a boy.

As if not as angry as before, Diluc stormed up to Elise and Vernon, pulling them away from the book both of the children read. “What are you doing?” Diluc hissed at Elise, who has never seen her father like this before. All Elise knew of her father was his smiles and his love. His warm hugs, his sweet comforting words.

What Elise saw now was not her papa. “Papa?..” Elise squeaked out, Diluc’s grip on her small little wrist tightened. “why’d you run away? You could’ve gotten hurt, if you wanted to go to the library you could’ve told us, must you disrespect me like this, little bird?” Diluc scolded Elise brutally as you felt yourself almost freeze.

The scene in front of you made you sick. The way Diluc had an iron grip on a small child treating her as if she’s supposed to know anything, scared you to the core. His eyes frenzied into an almost psychotic expression. You can see from where you stood the way Elise’s eyes glimmered, it shone with a coat of her tears, ready to fall.

“Papa, I just, i made a new friend and-” Elise tried to pull away from Diluc’s hurtful grip as you finally walk towards them, almost running as you pushed Diluc away. “Diluc, enough!” You held Elise back who’s tears started to fall, you’ve just now realized how Diluc’s vision started to glow.

It..didn’t, right?

You look back at Elise’s wrist. Red, pure red, it burns and it’s terrifying as Elise starts to cry out loud. Your child, harmed by her own father. It scared you, it wasn’t supposed to be like this. You understood Diluc’s protectiveness, at least you thought you did. You fall to your knees, manifesting water into your palms as you started to heal the injury on your child.

“Not only do you disrespect your father, you ran off with a boy! You’re only five, Elise! You-“ a harsh push to the floor stopped Diluc. In his eyes, it felt like everything bled into its normal colour, no longer did he see red, the anger, the worriedness. He saw his child in pain and you in anger. “Diluc! What has gotten into you? Our child is hurt because of you.” Diluc started to regain his breath, feeling a sense of breathlessness as he registered the burn on his daughter’s hand.

He couldn’t of done that, right? He loves his child, he wouldn’t. He.. he did. He did that. He hurt the most precious thing he’s ever been given besides a place by your side. “I didn’t..” A sentence tried to form itself from Diluc’s lips as you stood as if defending Elise from him. “You did.”

“I, I was worried! Your grace, you must understand I-“ Diluc tried to explain as he stood up, Elise running into your arms. You held Elise tightly into your arms, Vernon was being shielded by Noelle as a mess was scattered over the floor. Your ears filled with the cries of your poor child and her friend. “Diluc, look around you! You idiot!” Your hands covered Elise’s ears. Her hands held tightly onto your clothes, shaking in fear.

The room was filled with a tense silence, huffs from Diluc and your soft whisper of comfort to Elise was the only thing keeping it from being fully silent. “Shh, it’s alright little angel, go with ms. Noelle, your father’s just worried, okay? Papa’s sorry.” You pat her back as she ran to Noelle, who gently escorted her away from the room with Vernon. You watched as their figures left the room and turned to Diluc, who held his head in one of his hands.

As if he’s going insane. “Diluc.” Your voice turned ice cold, your glare felt like it was piercing him straight through the chest as he looked up at you. “I’m sorry, your grace. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it, I swear.” He kneeled in front of you, his hands on your feet as he cried endlessly.

You had no words, is this still even Diluc. Is this, the character you had once spent so much to nurture? Is this your Diluc? You felt your hands shake as it curled and uncurled in discomfort.

The foyer of the headquarters was long barren, the knights guarding left to give you both privacy. The whole corridor was just filled with loud and heavy sobs of the winery owner before you.

You had no idea what to do. This man before you, the one you trusted with a place by your side. This is Diluc Ragnvindr. The man you trusted with an offspring of your blood, retorting to a small crying ball at your feet.

You felt like you were in a fever dream. You couldn’t say anything. Diluc sniffled as he looked up at you, deep in thought, staring down at him.

“You, you still love me right? I promise I’m still Diluc. I’m still your husband, your consort. I promise I won’t hurt our child again. Don’t leave me! Don’t abandon me!” Diluc bunched up the cloth of your pants in his hands, almost pulling you down.

“Please! I’ll be better, I’ll do better! I won’t do it again, I was just worried! Please, please!” One of Diluc’s hand’s moved onto your curled fists, trying to intertwine his fingers with yours, trying to convince you that the man you fell in love with is still there.

“again?..” you whisper. Diluc stopped crying, stray tears slowly falling off his cheeks. “..huh?” Diluc hummed, still looking up at you. “you said, that you wouldn’t hurt our child again. You’d hurt her again, to keep her “safe”? Is that what you’re trying to say?” You taunt, pushing him off you with the use of your feet.

“No I, I meant..” Diluc shook his head lightly, he clutched your hand tighter as he tried to stand up. “You’re putting words in my mouth, your grace I-“ you pulled your hand away from Diluc, earning a whimper from the man.

“You’ve not only ruined our Elise’s birthday, you’ve also strikes a huge fear into Jean, had injured Elise, scared her friend, and you accuse me of putting words in your mouth.” You walked towards him, an accusatory finger in his face as he backed away, another starting waterfall in his eyes.

“The Diluc I know would never hurt his child over a boy, and he’s always calculated his actions.” Diluc could hear his heart break into millions of pieces, his eyes glossing over like newly cut glass. You pushed his hands away from yours.

A glare came from you, burnt holes like lava, even as a pyro user, diluc could feel the hot burning anger and disappointment running through your veins. Disgusting, he thought. Awfully disgusting, so horrible, it itches and burns, your gaze on his. He’s fallen off of his podium of being untouchable. He was no longer saved from the demons and the darkness he had started to get used to not being trapped by anymore.

“Don’t..Don’t leave me, please! I don’t know what I’d do, if you left me! Don’t take Elise from me! I’m sorry! I’m sorry.” Diluc could feel the lingering embarrassment in the flurry of emotions he was acting on. He sobbed and cried, almost ripping the robe you wore.

“I believe you, need some time to yourself.” You moved back from diluc’s pitiful shaking body. “You can crawl your pitiful self back to the manor once you’ve thought what you’ve done wrong.” Diluc held his sobs in, listening to your words.

“If It wasn’t already bad, when you’ve hurt your own kin, but apologizing to me? Instead of your child. I don’t know who you are anymore.” You walk away, the clack of your boots booming in diluc’s ear.

You’d left him alone to bring your crying child home. The halls of the favonius quarters were quiet, the only sound of diluc’s sobbing filling the room.

he wonders if he’d been too holding onto you and Elise too long?

[darlinmybeloved]

Thanks for the tag! (Ik it's really late but oh well)

I'm tagging: @piffany666 @stupd000 @angelbabby (sorry If you guys have already done it and also if u haven't u don't need to)

LESS GOOOOO

It's a bop. Like Burr really said to Hamilton, "Quit being a pick me"

COME ONNN ITS SO GOOD. just Hamilton destroying himself. Love that.

THIS!!!! ITS SO GOOD LIKE IF YOU WERE A BETTER MAN WE COULD HAVE STILL BEEN GOOD.

It's so satisfying also as a politics student it helps me understand us politics because...that's what it is rn (also maddison, my beloved and Jefferson (not irl but in the musical ofc))

I just want to scream this at a few people.

On replay rn because I'm missing my friend.

HYPE UP SONGGGGGGGGG

I JUST WANT TO CRY OKAY

OKAY BUT CHRISTOPHER JACKSON GOES OFFFFFF. I literally can't. It's so good.

My bbg Anglica. I love this so much. Resonate with some of her lyrics too.

So that's itttt

Music Tag Game!

Thank you so much @running-tweezers for tagging me 💕💕😭

Rules: On Repeat playlist, shuffle, post the first 10 songs

Im gonna tag people up here cause this post feels too long lol: @mokozroach @bubblergoespop @ilaria-jinx and anyone else who wants to do this (tag me, i love getting new music recommendations)

Alright let’s get into it!

….outting myself as an emo kid right out the gate I see. Sometimes I wanna feel like an angsty middle schooler and that’s okay

I absolutely adore Noah Kahan. Stick Season is one of my albums of all time, hands down

This song has me in a chokehold. Get it? Chokehold? Im fun at parties. ANYWHO Sleep Token 🥴 There is something so alluring about their music. I wanna bite it

Heavy pop does it for me sometimes. If you go listen to their other new song, Brag, there’s a speaking bit that kinda sounds like Huxley

SPEAKING OF. 1:10 for those interested.

Hell Yeah. This song is sung entirely by Poppy and she does a phenomenal job. I love Bad Omen’s social commentary

Also outing myself as a kpop stan got it cool cool. This song is actually my roman empire. I have thought about it since the first performance video came out in like 2017

This wouldnt be a song post on my blog without these guys. I love them so so much

I recently learned this song has an acoustic version and ive never been happier. It’s lowkey got me 🥴🥴 somethin bout it hits different

And ending on my favorite song at the moment! I swear this rewired something in my brain the first time i heard it. The chorus does things to me

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#5

Akutagawa's part for:

Ryunosuke Akutagawa x fem! Reader || Word count: 852 || Warnings: Mild swearing, fluff that could rot your teeth.

Cuddle Me

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331 notes • Posted 2021-05-15 19:06:55 GMT

#4

yay reqs are open!! so can i have um hcs of chuuya and fyodor with a reader who has a habit of apologizing right after cussing/swearing. they'll be like "FUCK! sorry D:" every 2 mins. idk if this makes sense (so feel free to ignore this if u want) but thank u and have a nice day :)

This took me a decade to finish n the only person to blame is my lazy ass and my upcoming shitty exams :p

This is a cute ask :) ... I do this too lol

Chuuya

This man is so fine, damn

Anyways.

We all know how short tempered our little ginger is. Cussing is pretty common for him.

So when you cuss or swear for little things, he is completely fine with it.

What he doesn't expect is the cute little apology that follows.

You were getting ready for work, and so was Chuuya.

You both were running late for your respective jobs, thanks to the 'bonding time' you both shared yesterday, leading to a late morning.

You were helping chuuya with his choker, and he was knotting your tie.

That's when your finger slipped and the edge of the metal belt cut your finger.

"Fuck! Ow!", you say as you suck the blood off of your finger.

"Sorry :p"

Chuuya goes to grab a bandaid, but upon hearing you, blinks adorably at you.

" 'Sorry' ? What for?"

"Oh, it's because I said...you know..."

He was so confused.

"What?"

"I cussed. So..", you shrugged.

He continued staring at you, confused af, until you groaned in pain.

He then hurriedly put it on your finger, stopping the bleeding.

Another time, the both of you were chilling at home, watching a movie.

The ding of the microwave notified you that your popcorn was ready.

"I'll get it!", you said, while sprinting to the kitchen.

On your way back, you stubbed your toe.

"OUCH MOTHERF*CKER!.... sorry"

You say while limping to the couch.

Chuuya simply chuckled at your clumsiness and pulled you down on the sofa.He buried his head in the crook of your neck, his breath tickling you.

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337 notes • Posted 2021-03-30 01:14:37 GMT

#3

May i ask fanfiction with dazai osamu and chuuya nakahara where fem! Reader aka their s/o falls asleep ln them and then they become SUPER OVERPROTECTIVE like somebody is like: i can take that pretty lady so you can rest and then they take a merf gun or some kind of weapon or like does something and are like: TOUCH HER AND YOURE GONE

Hey, there! This was fun to write!

Tw: Some blood in Chuuya's part, but nothing gory..

Lemme know if this is what u wanted ;)

Dazai

Dazai was looking out of the window, observing the passing scenery. He loved train rides. They somehow calmed him. Observing the fast approaching trees and watching them zoom past, was a favorite pass time of his. You and Dazai had gone to visit a client in the neighboring city, and Dazai had insited on traveling via train.

Both of you were sitting side by side, shoulders touching, as you shared one ear bud each. You were playing the music today. Your choice in songs was quite diverse. You could vibe to chaotic metal, noisy edm, soft guitar songs and  famous classicals like Beethoven's Für Elise.

Today, you had decided to play soft songs. They had a calming effect. It was much needed too, as your mission had been quite tiring.

Dazai felt a weight on his shoulder. Moving his head to the side, he saw your sleeping face. Your cheek was smushed on his shoulder, and stray hair was strewn a over your nose and forehead.

He smiled softly at the adorable sight. He gently nuzzled his face on your head, craving your touch.

He was never so possessive and touchy before. You had completely changed him. Now, he couldn't stand being away from you for five minutes. He always needs to have some form of physical contact with you. It can be as simple as a touch of your shoulders, or your hand in his, or as elaborate as a bear hug, or a gentle kiss.

It was the rush hour, so you both had to share a booth. The man sitting opposite you both kept stealing glances at you. Dazai, ofcourse, noticed this. He decided to ignore it. He knew how beautiful you were. It was obvious that a beauty such as you would gather male attention. He had encountered so many men and women that had tried to woo you. But you had always stayed with him. You loved him, afterall. And he loved you. So he pretended to not have noticed the man's glances. Unfortunately, he can't control who should and shouldn't look at you.

"Nice woman you've got there, lad!"

The man spoke up. He was looking at Dazai, trying to get a reaction out of him.

Dazai merely glanced at him, giving him a look that said 'mind your business'.

The man shifted his full attention towards you.

Smirking, he leaned ahead a bit, trying to get a closer look at you.

"You wouldn't mind being a good boy, and sharing this lovely lady, would you?"

That was it. Dazai snapped.

The man felt a cool sensation below his jaw. He looked down to find himself face-to-face with the barrel of a gun. His eyes widened, and he gulped.

Dazai leaned forward, ensuring that you weren't disturbed, and spoke near the man's ear.

"Leave before I feed your brain to the stray dogs."

His low, dangerous voice, and murderous gaze was more than enough for the man to stumble out of the booth, and run away.

The slight movement and the man's scared apologies and 'Please don't kill me's stirred you awake. You blinked, looking at Dazai.

"What happened?"

He smiled at you, shaking head, and planting a kiss on your forehead.

"Nothing, love. Needed to take care of a pest. Everything's alright."

You look at him, confused, but nod your head anyway.

"Ok."

"I love you, Y/N."

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351 notes • Posted 2021-04-13 16:02:30 GMT

#2

Dazai: So, are you free tonight?

Y/N: Yeah! Wanna come over?

Dazai: *smirking* oh, whatever for?

Y/N: Why, Taco Tuesday, ofcourse!

Dazai: I- Nevermind.

422 notes • Posted 2021-05-01 15:11:40 GMT

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Hiya!!!! Could you do a headcanon for Dazai, aku, and chuuya (separately) where y/n is gifted a plush of their s/o and the boys get jealous that she’s paying more attention to it? Idk I find this really cute and seeing them pouting without attention is cute hehehe

Heyaaa! Found this, and I'm finally posting it! This is only the Chuu part, but I'll be posting the Dazai n Aku fics soon!

The links will be here when they're done: Aku || Dazai

Cuddle Me

"Darling, I'm home!"

Chuuya loves the fact that he comes home after you do. It really makes his day to see you run up to him and hug him, welcoming him home. Yes, he's a sucker for such domestic stuff. He won't ever admit it, but he fantasizes about having a typical TV couple life, wherein the wife greets the husband when he comes home, and they have tea and biscuits together as they discuss how his day had been.

He would like it if you didn't go to work at all, but he left the choice with you. It's not his decision to make, afterall. The fact that he comes home after you makes it even better, as you always greet him with a hug an a kiss. It fills his heart with huge joy.

"Y/N?"

He asks when you don't come running up to the door.

He's worried at the lack of reply. What's going on here? Are you okay? Did something happen to you? He can see your shoes, so clearly you're home. Or supposed to be. He frantically kicks off his boots and rushes home, searching for you.

He opens the door to the bedroom.

You jump at the sudden sound, and slowly remove your headphones.

"Hey Chuu! Welcome home!"

Chuuya felt relieved to see that you're okay. He half expected you to walk over to him to hug him, but figured maybe you're tired. So he walked over to you, instead.

You looked up at him from under the blankets and smiled.

"What?"

"What what?"

You eyed him suspiciously.

"Do you want something?"

He gasped at your forgetfulness.

"Yes!"

He thought you'd get the hint.

"Well, what is it? Do you wanna listen to music, or something? Should I switch to the airpods so we could share and listen?"

He couldn't belive you. Did you really forget to give him a hug?

You shuffled in your blankets and bowed down to peck something. He couldn't see the rest of you, only your face was peeking out of the tornado of blankets surrounding you.

"What did you kiss?!"

"What?"

"You heard me! What's in there?!"

He snatched it all off of you, revealing your iPad and his plushie.

So that's what you were kissing! Chuuya knew something was off. You were cuddling his plushie and showing it love instead of him! How atrocious!

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716 notes • Posted 2021-05-14 18:15:54 GMT

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[bumbleklee]

Hello! To prephache this, this isn't a request but just thought sharing-

B u t

I've read your post about the Genshin boys dating Y/N for a bet and had a small idea for Kaeya's part

So, Kaeya breaks it off and mocks the Reader, they're obviously upset, and because of it, they begin to stroll around at night, trying to take their mind off of things, only to be attacked by an abyss mage, getting quite a bad frost burn on their leg. However before anything worse can happen, a knight in dark armor comes to safe them, dealing with the mage swiftly.

Diluc is faced with a problem, he can't leave reader like this, the injury would get worse if they walked, but there's no time to bring them to the church without being caught and exposed as the darknight hero

So, he quickly graps them, applying gentle warmth to the burn and taking them to Dawn winery, trusting his staff to heal the injury, after all it isn't deadly or life threathing, just needs some extra attention, which he knows his staff is fully able to take care of

I'm gonna shorten this abit-

But Diluc and Reader slowly get closer because the Reader asks Diluc to help them get stronger, y'know, using a sword and all that, Diluc agrees to help them (lowkey he's had a small crush on them for years). While before Reader didn't really have the time to get to know him, now they realize Diluc might just be the one for them and slowly a relationship blooms

the kaeya girl to diluc girl pipeline is REALLL

the detail you put into this little brainrot was so good anon :) thank you for sharing your huge brain with me

i sent this to elise before but

kaeya: i can fix them

diluc: i don't have to fix them - i'll love them just the way they are

and it sooooo fits with this 👀👀

[ofgentleresolve-a]

@jeoseungsaja​ sent in:

"I have a question." He starts, looking a bit uneasy even if they're currently communicating through a screen. Fingers absentmindedly scratch his cheek and teeth vaguely bite his bottom lip. If anyone can tell how he's currently feeling, that's his best friend. He doesn't even have to say anything for Patrick to be aware of his slight agitation, does he? "Uh...the semester's almost over, right?" From what he can remember, these are the times where Patrick's workload gets heavier due to last tests and assignments, but it holds a reward: Holidays; much needed vacations. "I was wondering if..." He clears his throat. Why is he being so...bashful? He's usually the contrary. "If you'd like to..." Just let it out, Hyuk. It's already halfway there. The detective looks down, as if that could help with his string of words.

"If you'd like to come to Jeju Island with me." There it is. "I was planning to, uh...to go to Seogwipo this summer." It's one of the few things he allows himself to do once in a while when it comes to having some free time; a rare thing for the stubborn detective. "Maybe...Elise will like it...Hiro, too, if he'd like to come." He finally looks up to see the screen and address his dear friend, a little smile lifting a side of his lips. (u said unprompted asks aND HERE I AM WEIDHWIUEDH, might send more if you don't mind 👀!!! HOPE THIS ONE'S OKAY, THOUGH, PLS FEEL FREE TO IGNORE IF IT'S NOT FITTING OR SOMETHING, CARE YOU HEAPS FERRE!!!) || anything hyuk asks of him will always be a yes 🥺 || ( ft. unprompted )

So technically he should be grading right now. Most times when they get to this time of the year- the fifth month of the Roman calendar, their daily video calls get cut down to text messages as Patrick watches the level of the papers in his bins grow at the rate of bacteria reproduction.  It’s the bane of his existence, really, these three weeks of hell where the only way to crawl out is to wait it out, like watching the sand in the HOURGLASS run out.

If Patrick had it his way, there wouldn’t be any kind of evaluation at the end of the semester. Education isn’t meant to be a series of tests or grades and really, the evaluations, the GPA value only brings on unnecessary stress for both him and his students.

( Of course, he isn’t going to voice that, considering this has been the system for years. He wonders if Hyuk would though. )

But for today, he’s video chatting with his dear friend, even if there is a boatload of ESSAYS waiting for him at the end of the call. The professor ( and the responsible parent too ) in him says he should probably be getting off this call, work on whittling down that pile, at least to the point where the level of the pile matches the rim of the containers, and save the video call for when the last paper has been graded as a reward of his hard-earned labor.

But how can he do that with his best friend on the other end of the screen? His hair’s gotten even longer from the last time Patrick has seen him ( still through a screen ) and from the way Hyuk keeps having to brush a strand away from his eyes, Patrick knows to expect a fair bit of grumbling on Hyuk’s part. Perhaps a haircut would be useful in this case although Patrick refrains from suggesting it. Hyuk might not care much for his appearance, but Patrick likes to think long hair suits his dear friend, how it frames his face, smooth lines along with the scent of his shampoo and conditioner clinging to every strand, thanks to Hyuk’s bi-daily showers, in contrast with the sharp angles of his expressions. Although if it is that BURDENSOME to his dear friend, maybe the next time Patrick sees him in person, he can trim his dear friend’s bangs himself. He’s done it for Hiro before to save money that way.

( So Patrick is being SELFISH, for once there. But he can be so, right? Along with procrastinating his responsibilities like this; besides, Hyuk is so much more than a reward; he’s a necessity. One that Patrick is very much grateful for and one that Patrick is more than willing to ditch any grading for in a heartbeat...that doesn’t make him a very good professor, does it? )

“What is it?” He sets his coffee mug filled with, ironically tea ( and Red Bull too- mostly Red Bull actually but Hyuk doesn’t need to know that. Patrick dreads thinking about the papers he’ll have to see to after the call ends. ) to the side, leaning in a little closer to the screen. It feels a little silly, doing so, considering that it isn’t actually his dear friend he’s leaning into. But then again, it’s Hyuk and he must have noticed it by now, hasn’t he? How there’s something…different, new, even between the two of them. Something fragile that they’re both nurturing so very carefully.

But more importantly, Hyuk looks…unnerved. In a way, it’s ENDEARING- his dear friend isn’t one to resort to bashfulness usually although Patrick supposes Hyuk does a good job of hiding that most times. Patrick knows simply from years of observation: Hyuk bites his lower lip when he’s nervous; Patrick nods slowly; yes- in two weeks, the spring semester will be over, which means, since he’s not teaching any courses for the summer, Patrick will have at least a month’s straight worth of vacation. Still, Patrick can’t help but frown in concern as his finger twitches almost moving to tuck the loose strand hanging by his dear friend’s eye- only to realize yet again that there are at least a thousand, if not even more miles between them. Nevertheless, Hyuk knows should he ask Patrick something, he knows what Patrick’s answer would be:

Yes. Yes. Anything.

It’s been that way for years. And even more so now.

And the question finally comes out: If you’d like to come to Jeju Island. Seogwipo. Oh. Hyuk is asking him if he’d like to spend his VACATION with him. Granted, there is still some work Patrick will have to do, research-wise, but most of it is generally reading. And lesson planning for the new class he’ll be teaching in the fall. But the important part is that if he takes the offer, they’ll have free time to spare together. Free time to spend around one another. Just like the old times when they would go to the water.

Elise, he imagines would be more than happy to come along. After all, she’s known Hyuk for only a little less than she has Patrick, another reminder of the long years of friendship they’ve shared. That and there’s only so much she can explore in London as a privately tutored child.

As for Hiro, well, Patrick can’t tell for sure. He’s always been the surly one, a bit like Hyuk in a way. But if Hyuk is an open book, then Hiro is more of a mystery. Unpredictable- Patrick wants to think it’s because he’s still a teenager ( well…kind of ), but deep down, he knows it’s more than that. But regardless, Patrick can’t see why Hiro would say no. At the very least, he could come for a week or two before returning early for his summer internship.

But aside from his kids, there’s so much to start planning for then, like booking plane tickets to packing bags, enough clothing to last them at least two weeks, and not to mention he’ll have to go to the currency shop for enough won ( even if Hyuk insists on paying, that isn’t going to stop Patrick from at least covering for Hiro and Elise- ) and he’ll have to do all of this while exams are still in full swing and-

His dear friend grins. It’s a small, if not shy one, a rare sight, even for Patrick, who knows he is the main recipient of such expressions from his dear friend. And yet, it takes his breath away, his train of thought coming to halt. It makes his heart race ( a sensation he’s only recently become accustomed to, these days ) too, and all Patrick wants to do now is cup his dear friend’s cheek, if not bottle that smile and save it for a gloomy day. Cheeks warm, Patrick suddenly feels bashful as he looks his dear friend in the eye. His dear friend who becomes SOFTER by the water.

“When should I book flight tickets?”

[hyba]

A little Marie/Elise snippet inspired by this prompt. Didn't want to give it too much time, so it's a bit rushed, but I hope you enjoy it!

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S U M M O N I N G E L I S E

It's been a year since I saw the Baxley manor. Mansion. Palace. This place never ceases to amaze. I didn't think I'd ever see it again. I slam the car door a little louder than expected, and a paranoia settles over me.

Silence. It's always so quiet here, so secretive.

Why'd I come? It's over. Finished. I'm supposed to be moving on, not going back to this moment.

And yet, here I am. Drove through the night, just to make sure I got here on time.

There's only one person I'd do that for.

Up the smooth marble steps, through the front door - unlocked, as always. The interior is just as I remember it. Furniture that looks like it hasn't been touched in years. An empty atmosphere, devoid of life. Dried leaves scattered over the ground travel with the wind, scraping the marble tiles. Some things never change.

I climb the stairs, and in my memory she walks before me, fingers running lightly up the banister, showing me the way through this maze, until finally I arrive at Perry's side of the house.

The giant wooden doors are flung open. Inside: Rupert Baxley, in the flesh. He's leaning against a wall, staring darkly out of a French window. I knock on the doorframe, and his head whips around. Surprise - for just a second - followed by an accusatory glare. "What are you doing here?"

Some things really do never change.

"Good to see you too," I greet him flatly. "Thanks for the invite."

He doesn't move, still leaning against the wall. I'm no threat - not really - and somewhere deep down in that hard head of his, he knows it. "I didn't invite you."

"I did." Her voice, powerful and quiet, sends a wave of calm over me.

"Hello, Adrian."

That voice.

"Welcome back."

That voice.

It's been nothing but a memory in my mind for just about a year now. I turn to find her sitting in an armchair in the corner of the large sitting room, a book held lightly in her hands, one elegant finger a bookmark among the pages.

Her dark hair is shorter now, down to her shoulders, and her face has become sharper, somehow. But it is undoubtedly her, with those dark, intense eyes that look right through your façade.

"Thanks, Marie," I say.

"Great," Perry growls. "And I have no say in the matter, do I?"

"It's only right he joins us," Marie says calmly. Her eyes are still searching mine. I forget where I'm standing, or what I'm doing.

Perry lets out a burst of air, a false laugh. "So the whole cast is back together. The sister, the fiancé, and the killer."

I tear my eyes away from Marie. Perry's face is darkened with anger, his eyes narrowed with suspicion. "I didn't kill Elise," I tell him.

Perry pushes himself away from the wall, hands in the air. "Let's see, shall we?" He picks up a board from the coffee table - I hadn't noticed it in my distraction - and shows it to me. A summoning board. "Let's ask Elise."

I glance at Marie. What?

She shakes her head - a minute movement, almost nothing at all. "Perry's convinced he can hold a séance and talk to Elise," she says. She lifts up the book in her hands. "He's been reading up on how to contact the deceased."

"So, you called us here today to help you talk to Elise's ghost?" I ask, the confusion wrapped around my voice doing little to cover its anxious lilt.

"No - I called Marie here today to help me talk to Elise's ghost," Perry replied.

An uncharacteristically loud sigh from Marie. "Alright, enough. I've told you how ridiculous this is, Perry, but we will humour you. At least for a little while." She stands up, a white shawl slipping from off her shoulders to reveal a black dress I remember all too well. "Won't we, Adrian?"

There's a hidden message there - but there doesn't need to be. Marie asks, and she receives. "Yeah," I reply, and follow her to the coffee table, down the three steps that separate the room, round the leather chesterfields, taking our seats. "Alright."

"Big of you," Perry says, his voice venom. As he places the summoning board on the table, setting the whole thing up, I can only pity him. How it is for him, to lose someone he loved so much, to live in the wake of that destruction - the rumours, the scandals, the mud fight as everyone decides they know best.

I can't imagine the pain of it. The uncertainty. The loss.

I can understand his prickly exterior. But, if I'm being honest, it doesn't make me like him any more.

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The flames flicker in the light breeze that travels in from the French windows. I hold Marie's hand, and I hold Perry's hand, and I wonder what in the world I did to end up here.

They're calling out to Elise. Perry is asking her to reveal herself. To say something. To reach out, give him a sign that the woman he loved isn't really gone forever. He hopes that maybe there's a piece of her left - something alive - something he can feel, can talk to, even if he can't ever hold it. The desperation in his voice rings clearly, no matter how much he tries to hide it.

How long has he been preparing for this? How much hope has he invested into this one little idea - this tiny, infinitesimal possibility that Elise might still be lingering here, waiting for him to reach out?

I can't tell what Marie is thinking. Our eyes are closed. I want to see her face, to decipher it, to drink it in. I hadn't realized before - but maybe the reason I've always felt drawn to her is more than just her calm, her peace, her nobility of spirit. Maybe it's something else.

It rips me up inside to think that she doesn't return these feelings. Why would she? We're no the same. Not even close.

There's a long silence. Perry waits, and waits, and waits.

Nothing.

Marie sighs. "She's not here, Perry," she says, and this time her voice holds a firmness that doesn't allow for argument. "That's enough of this nonsense. Open your eyes."

Just as I do this, she takes her hands back. I let go of Perry, and meet his furious gaze. There is a rage there, a longing that is both dangerous and unsurprising. "I'm sorry, Perry," I say. I mean it. He won't believe me, but I do mean it.

He doesn't reply. I turn to Marie. In the candlelight, her pale face is covered in a warm hue. The dancing flames reflect in her eyes, and there's a new softness there that I've never seen before. And, as always, I have absolutely no idea what she's thinking.

The fingers creep up over her shoulders. White, slender fingers, snaking over her shoulders. Behind them, the summoned one appears.

I reel back.

"Adrian?" Marie asks softly. "What is it?"

Elise materializes behind her, just as she had done all that time ago, when she'd led me to this very mansion. But she wasn't real then.

She isn't real now.

"She isn't real." My voice comes out as a whisper. It's all I can manage.

Adrian, she says. Her ice blue eyes freeze my blood.

"What's not real?" Perry demands, looking around the room with the eagerness of a drifter who had finally spotted land. "What? Is she here?"

Will you run?

I can't do this again. I can't do this again.

"Adrian, please." Marie's voice is almost drowned out by the sound of my blood rushing through my veins.

Adrian, please, Elise repeats mockingly.

I have to pull myself together. This isn't the time for this.

"No." I clear my throat. "No - it's nothing. I have to go."

I rush out of the room, out of the maze of halls and stairs, and peel out of the driveway, desperate to be anywhere but here.

This is supposed to be over.

This is supposed to be finished.

Elise is dead.

She's gone.

It's just my mind, playing tricks on me again.

That's all it is.

That's all it ever was.

Elise is dead.

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Author's note: This is an AU snippet that takes place a year after the events of Marie/Elise. Suspend disbelief here, because none of these characters would ever really try contacting the dead.

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