#the flytrap of my brain

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

*gets up on my soapbox again* Electric Touch is a banger song but could be better if-- *I am pulled off the soapbox by a comically large shepherd's crook*

[cillpiines]

every single update of Hels to Pay (by @aquaquadrant and @lunarcrown) makes me insane and if it were fanart for something I made I'd wanna see it so I am obligated to post my silly iterations of these guys

Bravo and Timmy at McDonalds is older but it holds up I think

[braindancer]

My V has a new name and a new face, but the same ol toxic psychosexual situationship with this corpo babe who hates her

[amoriscustos]

YOINK !

𝗛𝗘'𝗦  𝗔  𝗟𝗢𝗧  𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥  𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡  𝗦𝗛𝗘  𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗞𝗦,  picking  her  up  with  swift  ease--  an  ambush  of  the  most  welcome  degree!  a  declaration  of  war  that’s  met  with  a  light  squeal  and  flurry  of  giggles  that  ring  out,  free.  it's  a  brief  moment  of  levity,  one  her  greedy  grip  latches  onto  with  that  never  ending  need  to  live  in  rose  tinted  glory.  coyness  is  out  the  window  as  she  revels  in  the  now,  her  eager  grin  beaming.  there’s  certainly  no  squirming  her  way  out  of  his  grip  (  𝘯𝘰𝘵  𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵  𝘴𝘩𝘦  𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴  𝘵𝘰  )  so  she’s  stuck  with  fistfuls  of  fabric,  grasping  tight  as  he’s  taken  off. 

and  oh,  what  a  rush:  the  wind  whipping,  tummy  tumbling  kind  she  knows  will  loop  over  and  over  in  her  mind  once  they've  split  ways  and  she's  stuck  wondering  when  she'll  get  her  next  dose  of  happy  (  𝘢  𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘵  𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘳  𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥  𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯  𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦,  𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨  𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵  𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦  )  but  there'll  be  no  time  to  ponder,  not  when  they've  zoomed  away!  azure  hues  are  tossed  back  as  best  as  she  can,  gaze  searching  for  her  captor,  ❝  𝗼𝘂'𝗮𝗮𝗮--  𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗷𝗶!!  what  do  you  think  you're  doing!?  where  are  we  ​​​​​​​even  going?!  ❞

ft. @seafarings // vinsmoke sanji // send yoink! to pick up mina & take off running ( accepting ! )

[somerandomdudelmao]

Part 4 ._.

My brain is dead it’s my third time redoing this part help_____

Ain is a flytrap creechur and once you see it you can’t unsee it haha

Previous

Masterpost

[child-of-leviathan]

so I’ve had this aloe vera plant for 4.5ish years now, and it was very visibly dying for a while since I SUCKED at taking care of it. My bf told me I should just throw it away, BUT I REFUSE TO BECAUSE I HAVE AN EMOTIONAL ATTACHMENT TO IT. My baby aloe vera is now doing very well and I’ve basically revived it

[irishmammonagenda]

"Solomon." You glare at the sorcerer in question, arms crossed against your chest. "Solomon what the actual fuck is this?"

Solomon just gives you one of his signature closed-eyed smiles and turns away, moving to fix the growing problem in his lab with a calmness you didn't exactly like.

"It'll be fine MC, that's just Alkalis for you."

You watch in abject horror as the massive wad of potassium floats around the surface of the big bowl of water, massive lilac flames sprouting from the exothermic nature of the reaction. You step back, even with safety goggles you worried Solomon would still find a way to turn you blind. You turn away as the 'experiment' comes to a stop.

It wasn't even an experiment. That rat bastard of a sorcerer just had too much extra potassium and wanted to get rid of it.

"Solomon-" You hiss. "That was not cool."

"Yeah it was. Those flames were quite lovely, wouldn't you agree?" The ivory-haired man says relaxedly, bringing his arms over his head and stretching, his shrit riding up just enough that you catch a glimpse of a fraction of one of the Sorcerer's Society symbols he has tattooed on his hip by his T-bone. Solomon yawns before smiling, although it's more of a smirk. "It would truly be beautiful if fire was purple instead of orange in the usual sense. Don't you think so, MC?"

"I mean...maybe, but that doesn't excuse you doing dumb chemistry things because you ran out of magic materials!"

"Uhhh....yes it does."

"Nuhuh."

"Yuhuh."

"Nuhuh Sol, you're wrong."

"How?"

"Because this is stupid." You huff, on edge seeing as you thought that massive wad of potassium would end your life.

Solomon laughs, arms sneakily wrapping around your waist and pulling you into him. "Chemistry...is a big part of alchemy, my dear. Which, you guessed it, is used in magic."

You squirm in his hold, pouting. "Doesn't mean you have to try to kill me."

"Yes it does." Solomon replies playfully, "Besides, chemistry can be fun, for example, water of crystalisation is water that is chemically bonded into crystal form."

You deadpan. "That is the most boring shit-"

"Don't swear in the lab you bastard. It makes Jeremy sad."

"Jeremy the venus flytrap?" You raise an eyebrow, Solomon swats you on the arm, though not hard, never hard, he couldn't risk hurting his darling apprentice, now could he?

"He's from Neptune, actually."

Solomon takes advantage of your confusion to give you a gentle, yet sneaky kiss on the lips. Which effectively shut off your brain power for an hour or so.

Worst magic/chemistry/alchemy teacher/tutor ever.

[fluffansmut]

Eddie x crybaby!Fairy!reader has been rotting my brain for quite some time now and I stumbled upon this gif of tinkerbell and agshffidjdssl

(Now added a part 2 of this)

Just imagine Eddie, finding you stuck in his neighbours flytrap. You had been hanging there for hours and you had tried to free yourself for just as long, but nothing had helped and by now you were so angry that you were buzzing like an angry wasp.

The sticky mess from the trap is clogging up your wings and you’re struggling to get out. Eddie notices that you’re a fairy immediately and he’s quick to get to work pulling you out of there.

The leaf dress you had on rips in the process and Eddie wraps you up in his hanky to give you a bit of modesty. He takes you home to the trailer and gets to work, setting up a tiny bath in one of his uncles many mugs, plopping you in there with a little struggle, cause you really can’t trust him just yet, yeah sure, he helped you, but who is this guy? You quickly calm in the warm water, and when Eddie takes time and softly cleans your wings with Q-tips you melt.

He brings out his lil sewing kit, that he has for sewing on patches and he fumbles about in a closet for a bit whilst you use your magic to make the bubbles in your bath float in the air around you. Eddie returns to the stool he was sat upon with a piece of bedsheet in his hand.

He’s concentrating so hard whilst he’s threading the needle and sewing up the tiny dress he had cut out of the fabric. When he is done he holds it up for you, asking if it’s approved. You nod enthusiastically and scramble to get out of the mug for a chance to try it on.

Eddie tries his best to do a hastily job of pulling the dress down your body whilst you find yourself heating up at the state your in, essentially naked infront of the man, but when the dress is on you flash him a grateful smile. You flutter your wings, to get rid of any access water and when it’s all gone you lift from the table, flying over, giving Eddie a peck on the cheek.

He smiled as he felt the small flutter upon his cheekbone.

“Thank you sweetheart” he said, holding out his hand, allowing for you to land in his palm. “Want to see how it turned out?”

He tugged playfully on the bottom of the dress as he asked, and you shyly nodded in response. Eddie placed you on a mirror and you began to twirl on it, checking the dress from every angle.

“Is it okay?”

You flew once again, this time pecking Eddie on his plump bottom lip. Then he heard it, it was faint, it almost sounded like the twinkle of a jinglebell but he heard it.

“Thank you”

[benjiedrawings]

Got the beauty, got the brains, got the power, hold the reins: I should be motherfuckin' breezy! Nothing in this world can stop me!!

Had the time of my life with this one - trying to slowly get over art block by allowing myself to just skip steps if i feel like it'll motivate me :]

Inspired by the son Venus Flytrap by MARINA and a pose from this reference sheet Image description in alt!

[solivagant242]

losing you pt. 10

remus lupin x f!reader

warnings: strong angst, swearing, hospital, car accident

pt. 1 pt. 2 pt. 3 pt. 4 pt. 5 pt. 6 pt. 7 pt. 8 pt. 9 pt. 11

amberly is used as the MC here since i used to write a lot of fanfics with her, but feel free to self-insert or use whatever name you’d like <3

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“Moony, have you eaten yet?” Her dark head pokes around the corner, framed by the untidy soft curls that he’d always longed to push back from her face. “It’s nearly three.”

He rests his burning eyes on his hands, groaning. “It is?”

She perches on the edge of his desk and leans forward to press a soft kiss on his cheek. “Yes, it is. Did you have lunch?”

Remus grimaces. “Forgot.”

Amberly sighs. “You need to eat, love.”

Her hands find their familiar spot in his hair and he pulls her into him by the waist, savoring the smell of lavender that’s imbued in her clothes and skin. “Thanks for checking on me.”

She nuzzles into his shoulder. “Of course.”

She was so warm. She’d always been warm, everything from those chocolate-colored eyes to her pale, gentle hands that had always been able to soothe his scars and wounds and fears. Her smile melted him like spring sunlight on stubborn snow.

Amberly stroked the back of his head. “It’s okay, Moony.”

He chucked a piece of crumpled paper across the room, fists clenched. “I should have gotten better than that”-

“You did the best you could, right? It’s not like you didn’t try.” Her big brown eyes are wide with concern.

“It wasn’t enough,” he spits, chest heaving. “I wasn’t enough.”

Amberly touches his shoulder and he collapses next to her on the bed, burying his face in the pillow. “You’re always enough, Remus. No matter what.”

A sob shakes his shoulders and he clings to her, tears soaking her jumper, as her fingers card through his hair. 

Icy tears are soaking Remus’ ears and pillow.

He’s been staring at the same blue-washed ceiling for hours now, unable to move or sleep or think anything other than the same four words that have been repeating mindlessly in his brain all day.

It’s all my fault.

It’s all my fault.

It’s all my fault.

If Amberly were here right now, she’d use her thumb to wipe his tears away and kiss the spots where they had been. She’d snuggle right up next to him and rest her head on his chest, wrapping her arms around his neck. He’d wake during the night to find her in the exact same position, clinging to him with her soft curls draped over her face. 

Once, Sirius had joked that sleeping with Amberly when she stayed the night must be like sleeping with a very large and very affectionate Venus flytrap. Remus had laughed as warmth flooded his bones and Amberly blushed next to him.

Now he doesn’t think she’ll ever look at him, much less hug him, again.

If she’s even here at all-

The thought hits him like a punch in the gut and he doubles up as a raw sob rends his chest in half. 

No more holding hands on the way to the bakery in the mornings. No more sleepy cuddles on the battered living room couch. No more back and neck rubs by the light of the fireplace in the evening. No more random animal and math facts exchanged over lunch, or cheesy cat memes sent over text at all hours of the day. 

All of that would be gone.

The added thought of and it’s all my fault wraps iron fingers of guilt around Remus’ ribs and squeezes. He buries his face in his hands as tears pour down his face, more tears than he believed possible after all the crying he’s been doing.

You did this to her. You pushed her away. Over and over again, after all she tried to do was help. You were a complete and utter prick to the one person who loved you more than she loved herself. 

Merlin, she’d do anything for me. Did do anything for me. Countless visions of keeping her waiting, of her making him his favorite food even when she was tired, of those brown eyes being exhausted and drained because of him rose to his thoughts. But always, always so warm and full of love and that he felt like he was coming home every time he saw her face.

Until now. 

Remus chokes back another sob.

The hospital gave him a room on the first floor, down the hall from Amberly. Apparently it was the “least they could do” after the state he’d been in when he saw her. He’d collapsed to his knees on the floor as the sheer force of what he’d done hit him. Sirius- who’d still been very close to punching his face in- had had to drag him out as the doctor watched impassively. 

Down the hall.

She’s just down the hall. 

His feet are on the ground before he knows it and he’s padding noiselessly down the white, blue-lit corridor. An eerie silence permeates everything. The narrow windows in front of the doors are dark and silent. No one is awake at two forty-three a.m.

Her room.

Her door.

Her bed.

Her-

Remus feels fresh tears pour down his face and he sinks onto the chair at the side of the bed. 

She’s still, so still. Her face is paler than ever against the sterile white of the hospital sheets. Her eyes are deeply shadowed, and she’s breathing so faintly that the blue quilt is hardly moving. Her hair is spread across the pillow like it’s melting into the night, barely discernible in the dimness of the room.

He takes her hand. He can’t remember the last time they held hands, not the way they’d used to. Fingers interlocked, warm and sure, the one single guarantee out of everything in this life that he’d loved and loved and loved.

Amberly stirs. 

His lips part as he turns towards her, shocked; her eyes flutter open and fix on him.

He can’t tell what she’s thinking. He can’t read her expression at all, and as he opens his mouth to croak out a I’msosorryIloveyoupleasedon’tleavemepleasepleaseplease-

“You’re not Remus.”

Her voice is soft, almost disappointed. There’s an odd note of resignation in it that strikes Remus to the core. 

He clears his throat and tries to keep the tears out of his eyes. “It’s me.”

“No,” she murmurs, shifting slightly in the bed. Her cast rustles against the covers. “He wouldn’t have come.” Her eyes close again.

Remus’ throat closes up at the note of assurance in her voice. “Wh- what do you mean?”

“I don’t know,” Amberly mumbles. “Busy. He’s too busy.”

“Busy with what?”

“Stuff,” she breathes. “I think I should leave him alone. He doesn’t like when I help.” A tiny bit more alertness returns to her eyes and she gazes at him in the dark. “It’s my fault.”

“No,” Remus manages to choke out. “It’s not.”

Her eyes are luminous in the dark. “It is. It’s why I have to stop.”

“Stop what?”

“Stop”- Her voice is getting breathy and quiet as she sinks back down into sleep. “Stop caring.”

Then she’s asleep again and tears pour down Remus’ face as her hand goes limp and slowly, slowly slides away from his. 

[ollieyingdu]

VEIN PV — Analysis and Discussion

“ollie ur a week late” shut ur bitchass vein analysis is never late 🙏

ANYWAY.

welcome to my first analysis post of yingdu about the Vein PV released a couple days ago.

NOTE: this is a lottt of rambling that I’ve tried to categorize for easy consumption. if i repeat stuff or it feels clunky, i apologize!! im still working out how i wanna format these things lmao. thank you for your patience.

OKAYYYY LETS GET INTO IT !!!

lets start with the colors of this PV, shall we?

this PV is FULL of bright colors, nearly eye-strain level with a strong presence of red. Red is obviously Vein’s character color, representing violence and passion that he holds as a mafia boss, but what about the other colors?

in the screenshot I sent above, you can see a presence of bright blues and purples. in my opinion, i think the colors have less of an actual symbolism meaning, but moreso encourage us to draw conclusions about Vein. the bright colors paint his violence as fun, explosive and overpowering. as disturbing as the pv is, it’s clear that Vein is nowhere near disturbed by the things hes doing. the colors back this up perfectly.

also this pv is soooo pretty and i just want all of us to nod in acknowledgement of how PRETTY it is. studio lan i fear u ate

ANYWAY ANYWAY

as present in the lx pv as well, link click likes to show symbolism of their characters in the quick flashes before the pv actually starts. this is one for Vein: The Venus Flytrap.

according to google dot com and plant symbolism, venus flytraps represent persistence and deception. yep good all of this checks out, but why specifically a venus fly trap? can’t they show this with something else? i personally think it has to do with Vein as a character, and we don’t see a lot of that in the pv besides him being a major freak LMAOO. looking at what venus fly traps actually do — they secrete this nectar stuff that attracts flies, and using little hairs on the leaves, they can sense when a fly lands on a specific area and triggers the reaction of the plant closing. the flies outer layer is then digested and the plant feeds on what it really wants; the flies blood. i find this very interesting as i think it depicts how Vein meets shiguang. draws them in with something, closes around them and ends up feasting on their blood (whether literally or figuratively). maybe to trigger the trap, someone has to challenge him, like cxs will most likely do?? there’s definitely a lot to look at with that and I don’t think we have enough information to make concrete guesses 😭😭 but i wanted to bring it up!

along with the flytrap stuff, before the pv begins we see a video game visuals of Vein killing pigs, which I can assume depict random ass ppl in bridon. pigs being used in place of random ppl paint this picture of Vein as a butcher, and this is SO clever on link click’s part. there’s multiple scenes in the pv where vein is handling meat, whether that be killing, cutting or eating it. he’s a carnivore, through and through.

fitting that his symbolism is a carnivorous plant, isn’t it?

the video game aesthetic also gives the idea that Vein killing people is fun for him. he thrives on it. and it dehumanizes the people he kills, both through the pig imagery and that they matter as much as random enemies in a video game level. just a look into Vein’s psyche, very very interesting.

another detail that’s interesting to me; whenever Vein kills anyone in this pv, it’s always depicted with either face or head injuries, such as decapitation. this enforces how BRUTISH Vein really is. let me put it this way; if this pv showed Vein killing people with one methodical shot to the chest, our takeaway of his character would be vastly different. instead of that, vein deals injuries to the face and brain, to identity and control. he takes away people’s sense of self, either sweeping them under the rug or making them submissive to him.

and Vein does this gleefully. he’s shown laughing as he kills those around him, takes away their sense of self—he’s sadistic, incredibly so.

but, even scarier, he is drunk on power.

power is the biggest takeaway I get from this pv. they are telling us, to our face, that vein is the most powerful character we’ve met (before any of you say lx, his analysis with cover that, and i stand by my claim 👍 justtt wait and see).

okay, this considered, how is vein shown to be in power? how do we know he’s the most powerful? I think the answer to all of this lies in comparing him to past link click villains.

a big thing abt this pv is putting Vein on a different level than the villains we’ve seen before in how he exercises his power. qian jin (s2 villain if u don’t remember his name lmao), for example, typically exercises his power through manipulation. albeit, compared to lx he’s definitely worse, but his status and physical prowess allow him to have a good control of situations, such the scene at Chen bin’s house where he plants the money to frame him. Vein, on the other hand, has not only WAY more power, but a much more messy and brutal way of exercising it. in the pv we can see a lot of vein hurting people and it is messy. there’s blood everywhere, on him and on the ground, and he’s laughing maniacally surrounding by braindead henchmen. this is a BIG point on how powerful Vein is in the mafia. he doesn’t care for precision like qj does. Vein kills people, finds joy in doing so, and knows that nobody can stop him. his just has that much power. and comparing him to qj again: qj’s lackey guy had a mind of his own and ended up exercising his own agency at the end of s2. Vein’s lackeys are braindead and submissive, meaning that he surrounds himself with people who do not have the means to challenge him. my guess if that if anyone does, he gets rid of them quick, high off the adrenaline and the fact that nobody stands a chance against him.

this is backed by the loud, cocky rock music and eyestrain level visuals. it’s a nearly overwhelming amount of stimuli to display vein’s nearly overwhelming amount of power.

and in the screenshot I sent above, he’s walking outside the central bank with hooks behind him, flashy hair and all, without a care. the amount of power Vein has to do that is astronomical.

OKAY! big points from this analysis:

Vein is represented by a Venus Flytrap, one of a few carnivorous plants

Vein typically deals injuries to the face or head, which represents the way Vein takes away the identity of those around him.

Using pigs as depictions of random people, it makes Vein look like a butcher, as well as his scenes with meat everywhere

Vein finds a lot of joy in killing people, and is incredibly messy in how he handles it

Vein is powerful beyond comprehension through his Chinatown mafia

one thing i have left out is speculation around vein’s power (or if he even has one in the first place). because my theory for it is connected to another theory surrounding Overthink (the s1 ed), ill go in depth about it there! I’ll try and get that post out before yingdu airs, but be warned it is HEAVY speciation lmao

well guys, that seems to be it!!! i adore this PV, the song is a BANGERRR and we all cheer as we await yingdu!!

next up, lx pv analysis 🙏 drop a follow if ur interested in seeing it (trust me there is SO much to say about it) and check out the tag #ollieyingdu for anything yingdu related i have posted before or will post in the future.

thank you so much for stopping by! please feel free to comment/reblog ur thoughts, i welcome any and all discussion as long as everyone remains respectful.

that’s all for now! see you later 🫶

[dr-sunshine-md-is-me]

Very funny thing happened while I was redecorating my altars

At least it’s funny to me :b

So, I got a Venus flytrap plant today and wanted to put it on my altar and asked who wanted it and Aphrodite said she did. I didn’t expect who would want it but was still a little shocked when Aphrodite did. Idk why

After I was done, I said “alright, so Aphrodites got her Venus….” And then it hit me like… duh… of course Aphrodite would want the VENUS flytrap. I’m a little slow in the brain

[sinful-lanterns]

you don't need to answer this but

lord...angey.🫣 shakes you lovingly

Moth!Eleven tongue...you lost me at the tongue, that's something I love and my brain went wonga bonga with unholy thoughts while reding for atleast 10 minutes, I completely forgot about that detail ngl, glad for your reminder💞🤤 I love this AU with many of my faves in it🙏🏻💜

-🧶

Mmmmmpfff I can see Flytrap! Cabernet getting jealous of Eleven because she wishes her tongue was that long to eat you out 😖

Eleven is oblivious to all the jealousy, though. She’s just so in love with you, wants to taste you and make you feel pleasure like you’ve never felt before 🥺. Wants to cuddle fuck you and keep you pressed against her fluffy chest all the time, even if the other monsters are envious and plead for Eleven to “take turns” with you. (Yeah, she’s a bit of a blanket hogger with you)

P.S: Since Moth! Eleven is nocturnal, she sleeps throughout the day. So when your group has to travel on foot, Eleven is usually asleep and carried on Centaur! Cinnabar’s torso, but sometimes she gets too clingy with you and wants you to piggyback her while she sleeps <3

[b0g-b0y]

König x m reader Requested @imcoughing

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Y/n was known for being social. It didn't matter who it was or what someone looked like y/n loved a good conversation.

And recently he found himself talking to König well, König was listening.” And then she told me that if she was a sunflower she would face me and not the sun. However, did you know that sunflowers die if they don’t face the sun? She was upset when I told her that. Anyway, do you have a favorite plant?” Y/n asked König, waiting for a response.” I like snapdragons.” König spoke. Y/n smiled at König before talking again. “My favorite is Venus Flytrap. There are different types of Venus flytrap, there so pretty for being something so corniverus. Did you know that they are mostly extinct in the USA they can be found in North and South Carolina. Sorry I’m rambling.” Y/n spoke. König slowly walked away waving a small bye.

Time after time y/n would come back to König. “König! Have you seen the news on the spinosaurus?” Y/n didn’t really get a reply but he continued.” Some paleontologists or something like that can make up their minds about if it’s aquatic or not, and they keep arguing about it. It’s literally a big crocodile. They also have similar skulls. Anyway I think it’s just stupid.”y/n said, his voice getting quite near the end. He’d noticed that König didn’t say anything back, he never really did. Was he bothered König, maybe König is too annoyed to utter a word back. This started to become a common thought to y/n. Eventually convincing himself that König didn’t want him around. So he stopped talking to the tall man.

König also started to notice that y/n would talk less and less to him. And he started to miss hearing y/n ramble about the things he liked or just the news. König loved listening to him and he missed it. The best he could do was push down all his anxiety’s and just ask what he did wrong, why did you stop talking to him, was it his fault? Königs brain couldn’t stop racing with thoughts as his feet carried him to find the man he was after, and eventually he did find him. König taped y/n's shoulder to get his attention. When y/n turned around to face König he had to take a deep breath before he could speak.”König”. Y/n said beating König before he could speak. It was now or never. “ y/n did I do something wrong?” Köing spoke. His eyes didn’t meet yours.” No you haven’t done anything wrong, why do you ask?” Y/n responded.Königs eyes finally met yours.” You stopped talking to me.” König said. “ I thought I annoyed you, you would never respond, it was me just talking though you didn’t like it, so I stopped.”y/n spoke. König couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief he didn’t do anything wrong, it was just a misunderstanding.” I actually love listening to what you have to say, I just don’t know what to say back.” König looked at y/n as he gave a small smile to him.

After their little talk things began to go back to normal. Y/n would continue to go to König to ramble about everything and anything. This time König would give his input into the conversation. But this time it was different. König found himself looking at y/n with love, he loved that man that stood in front of him and there was nothing he could do about it. He was scared y/n wouldn’t feel the same he was scared to lose what he had. However y/n started to feel the same way, he’d noticed that König looked at him with his eyes filled with love. But he couldn’t help but ponder on it for a few weeks, what if he was reading it the wrong way, then that would fuck every thing up. But hey you only live once.

Once again y/n and König found each other going for a walk. It was quite the birds and a small breeze could be heard before y/n decided to speak but not before letting out a small sigh.”König do you like men?” Y/n said, getting straight to the point.” Bitte? Ja I do what does that have to do wit-“ Before König could finish you spoke.” Good, go out with me?” Y/n spoke confidently. This stopped König in his tracks, he wasn’t expecting this to happen, especially not for this to go down in this way. König swallowed before letting out a small laugh that sounded similar to the crackling of hyenas. “ ja I would like that, want to go out for drinks y/n” Königs spoke. All you did was give a small hum as a yes as you grabbed his hand and continued your walk.

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Inside out incorrect quotes

1.*Anxiety drunkenly wanders around the house and Fear is drunkenly giggling*

Anger, completely sober: *sighs* Well, looks like it's just me and you against the world, Disgust.

Disgust, going to her room: Nope, just you. *shuts door*

2.Embarrassment: How are you so calm?!

Fear: I’ve passed beyond “stressed”, beyond “hysteria”, into the gray misty indifference of complete shutdown of all but emergency services in my brain.

3.Joy: I’m a fool, not an idiot.

4.Ennui: You're alive.

Fear: There's no need to sound so disappointed.

5.Joy: Can I offer you a nice stick in this trying time?

6.Envy: What are amphetamines?

Anger: Drugs that can go on land and water.

Envy: Ohhhh.

7.Fear: You’re starting to look like me more and more every day—

Envy: *Bursts into tears*

Fear: Why are you crying?

Envy: You’re ugly! I don’t want to look like you! *sobs*

8.Anxiety: *spins around in chair ominously* I’ve been expecting y- *chair continues to spin* shit *tries to stop spinning* shit *tries to grab a table to stop spinning* sHIT *falls out of chair*

9.Sadness: What did you get on your shirt?

Envy: Rust.

Sadness: From what?

Envy: Weapons.

Fear: Time for more adult supervision.

10.*Fear and Joy are in a mirror maze*

Fear, seeing Joy: C'mon, you got it! Almost through!

Joy: I see you! *runs straight into a mirror, shattering it*

Fear: *screams*

11.Ennui: Hey, Joy. What kind of flowers do you prefer?

Joy: I like sunflowers.

Ennui, pulling out a bouquet of Venus Flytraps: Well, shit-

12.Joy: If you put 'violently' in front of anything to describe your action, it becomes funnier.

Joy: Violently practices.

Sadness: Violently studies.

Embarrassment: Violently sleeps.

Anxiety: Violently shoots pictures.

Disgust: Violently boxes.

Anger: Violently murders people.

Fear: Violently worries about the previous statement.

13.Anxiety: Are you drunk?

Anger: Only on the spirit of Christmas!

Disgust: And the spirit of whisky.

14.*The Squad's cooking skills*

Disgust: *master chef*

Ennui: *knows a few recipes*

Sadness: *can follow instructions on a box*

Joy: *made toast once*

Envy: *banned from the kitchen*

15.Kidnapper: We have your child

Anger: I don’t have a child?

<br>Kidnapper: Then who just asked for warm milk and made us cut the crusts off their sandwich?

Anger: Oh god, you have Envy.

16.Anxiety: I'm cold.

Fear: Here, take my hoodie.

*meanwhile*

Joy: I'm cold.

Ennui: I can't control the weather, Joy.

17.Fear: So, Anger and Ennui.

Fear: According to this, you two are being accused of: Armed Robbery, Vandalism, Drug Abuse, Grand Theft Auto…

Anger: We had a bad day.

Fear: And… MURDER?!

Ennui: It was a pretty bad day…

18.Joy, opening a Capri Sun: Guess I'll drink my sorrows away.

19.Ennui: Envy, what are you doing?

Envy: *shaking a cat shaped piggy bank* I’m just trying to figure out how much change I have inside.

Ennui: You could always take it out and count it.

Envy: Where’s the fun in that?

20.Anxiety: I’m gonna mix a can of Red Bull with seventeen shots of espresso in a fishbowl and then chug it while Kids by MGMT plays in the background so I can perceive twenty-three spatial dimensions and fight my own soul!

[onmyyan]

A/N: Lil something sweet for ya Happy Valentine's!! Yandere Gotham Sirens X reader

TW'S: YANDERE, DRUGGING

Coming home to a cold, nearly empty apartment on Valentine's day was the last thing you wanted to do, but alas, your previous plans of getting baked and watching all five Twilight movies had to be postponed as sweet, kindhearted you agreed to cover your married coworkers shift so she could spend the love filled day with her wife.

Eight grueling hours later, here you were, shuffling in your house with a well earned yawn, when your eyes registered the hue of pink coming from the heart shaped lights on the wall, lights that you definitely didn't leave there earlier, all at once any tiredness you had left your body.

You definitely needed new locks. This was the first thought you had after taking in your fully decorated apartment.

Pink, red, and black streamers were pinned to your walls, a giant teddy bear with X's for eyes sat dead center on your couch besides him was your typical heart shaped box of chocolates but the front of the package had been doodled on, stick figures of a woman with pigtails and what looked like you littered the front, each in an adorable display of affection.

In the bear's fuzzy arms sat a red and black card tucked snug, when you picked it up a rainfall of gold glitter hit the floor, but before you could read said card your Tabby cat Socks sauntered his way into the living room, he rubbed against your legs in his familiar greeting, it was only then you noticed the new diamond encrusted collar wrapped around his neck, the gems twinkling in the pink light and before you could question that, he lead you back towards your bedroom, where an entire collection of shimmering gems and jewelry were laid out like a feast, the no doubt expensive items seemed so out of place against your cheap sheets, each item was placed with a care you couldn't help but notice, the small note beside it simply read, ' A gem like yourself needs to be locked away so no one can steal you, as such, you should also only have the finest jewels kiss your skin, this is just a taste.'- S. K.

A red lipstick stain sealed the small message.

Mind still reeling, your socked feet rushed back into your small living room, it was here you took note of what appeared to be your last gift.

The Venus flytrap sitting idly in your windowsill looked beautiful in the warm light, when you approached the carnivorous plant, it seemed to brighten up, actually reaching out to curl against your hand, sort of like a cat. Planted in the soil beside it was a note written in cursive. 'A beautiful flora for you my little rosebud, when and if I am not around to protect you, our small friend here eats more than flies.'-P. I.

You gaped at the scene, it felt as if you were dreaming, you tried in vain to wrap your head around it all when finally, you remembered the card in your hand and haistly opened it, glitter be damned.

'Happy Valentine's day Honey! Did we surprise ya? I know we did, hope we didn't scare you baby, you just looked so sad earlier! :( not okay for my Darlin' to be upset on this capitalistic holiday we all know and love! I personally could not let that slide, so me and the girls did a little somethin' small to show ya how much we care! Selena said I shouldn't bother with a long note because by now the drugs will be kicking in, but don't worry a single hair on that pretty little head, Ivy's a pro, bet your brains gettin' all fuzzy huh? Gotta be careful touching suspicious letters left in your place babes! Best part is, when ya wake up, you'll be home, your real home, and we're never lettin' go. Xoxo- your soon to be favorite. -H. Q.