#the person i bought it from gave me a keychain

[milkyberryjsk]

school

[ace-up-your-sleeve]

purchases from oddmall today!!

[geffenrecords]

anyway i think there's something very wrong with me. people do not like me and i don't even care anymore.

[saltofmercury]

Sentimental

Pairing: Jason Todd x f!reader

Author's note: Writing feels so good!!! I'm so happy to be writing again :)

Summary: Jason holds onto things that make him emotional. That doesn’t make him emotional.

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Jason Todd would never call himself emotional.

He prefers the term sentimental. Sentimental is what surrounds the items in his trinket box. There’s not many items inside —some personal information mostly. A death certificate, a watch, and more recently items from you. A scrunchie, a broken keychain, and notes.

He had noticed the bracelets, gold and silver trinkets decorating your arm, then something not as shiny, the weird black ribbon scrunchie. The scrunchie you never gave it to him.

He watched as you pushed your hair back, your hands guiding the elastic weaving through your hair, sitting on top of your head.

What was left was the red indent on your wrist. You seemed to pay no attention to it, but he did not like the idea of something leaving a mark on you. Red and indented. The angry mark kept being shown, often closed off by your other bracelets.

“Does this hurt?” He asked you later at night wondering how it hadn’t gone down since the afternoon. 

“No, I get these all the time.” You say, carefully gauging his reaction.

“But I don’t like the impression it leaves you with.” He scowled, rubbing his thumb along the indent. 

Impressed by the mark it did leave—He took the scrunchie the next day, wearing it for a total of five hours. He had come back to the apartment you two shared, showing you the indent of his own. Now he keeps your scrunchie on his arm, willing to hold it for you. You never really take it back though, you just let him hold onto it. Seeing how he fidgets and snaps it on his own. He doesn’t give it back either.

Sentimental over the keychain you bought him for the key to your apartment. A big step in your relationship, where he had been earning your trust, giving you space, waiting for you to take the next step — you just wanted some peace of mind from him entering through the balcony window.

It had been a small joke between you guys about how you wish you had a pocket sized “him” so you could tell him at any moment anything that happened during your work day.

It prompted the idea to make him into a Lego.

You carefully selected the top, bottom, and head, and even added a red cap on top as an inside joke for his mask.

Jason could hardly respond. It leaves him tongue tied at the little figurine placed in his hand. Your smile beaming at him, then, expressionless when he doesn’t say anything. 

“You don’t like it?” You pout, hoping you didn’t cause offense.

He stares back at you intensely, suddenly breathless.

“I love it.”

He does wish he were more careful with it. After falling from a two story building, he had landed on it causing the little figurine to crack into multiple pieces. He would have taken a dislocated shoulder over the broken keychain.

“You fell on it?” you ask, seeing it cracked in multiple pieces in your hands.

“The guy snuck up on me and kicked me off the ledge.”

“And you fell … on it? Didn’t that hurt?” You peer up from your hands concerned he’s not fused with any other Lego pieces on his leg.

He tries to glue it back together, seeing the irony in himself in the Lego pieces. It frustrates him, he places it in a bag and puts it away in the box. He just starts to keep the key around his neck. The next day he gets surprised by the different figurine.

“Don’t land on this one ok?” You smile up at him.

Sentimental over every note you’ve ever written him— which causes his small box to overflow with colors of

“I’ll be back with dinner”

“went to the market” 

“Ice cream in the freezer!”

And all the “I love you’s see you later”

Scribbled in your writing on blue, white, pink, and yellow scraps of paper, post-its, and notepads. 

What seemed like a small note was a reminder to him that someone does come back for him. 

Someone is there for him.

So no, Jason Todd isn’t emotional. He’s just sentimental.

[hollowtones]

my month-late PAX West post (& a catalogue of some things I saw and did and bought in September / late August)

PAX West was very fun this year. It was my first ever PAX and it was my first convention at all in maybe a decade. Any excuse to see friends is a good one & I love hanging out with the RTVS crew whenever I have the time and money to travel. ^_^ I even got to see some friends I've never seen in person before!!! (Thank you to Jill and Evan for the "Petal Crash" pin & thank you to Taxi for stealing my name tag by accident.)

I am very shy, and I have very severe social anxiety that causes me a lot of problems in my day-to-day life, so I almost didn't go to the RTVS meetup. People there were very sweet, though, so I'm glad I did. It feels very heartening to have people come up to you and tell you what the things you've made have meant to them. It was very hard to not cry. LOL

If you stopped by to say hi, thank you very much. I've been thinking about it through all of September and smiling a lot about it. ^_^

The rest of this post is largely pics of things Puzz and I picked up for ourselves. (And a little bit of talking about some other things we did.) I thought it would be fun to catalogue them. I tend to be a little thrifty, so I got to splurge on my wife. LOL

These were mostly things we got for Puzz because I didn't want to worry about lugging things home in a suitcase. But she keeps telling me they're our things, which makes me smile every time I think about it. Some of the pins are for me. I'd like to put them on my backpack... Hopefully they don't fall off. Jackie and Dodogama are friends.

The "Chicory" bag is a bit of a funny story. Puzz and I saw the "Beastieball" booth in the corner of the indie section. Very fun demo. Very cute booth. They have cool merch! I thought I saw Lena Raine working the booth, and I got really shy & nervous about making a poor impression, so I just kind of hid behind my partner. (I wish I had said hi, in retrospect... but we live and we learn...) So we just kind of shuffle off to the merch desk and talk to a very nice man there while we pick up some things. I work up the guts to say that I really like these games and that they mean a lot to me!! The guy says, well thank you, that means a lot to me and the team. Wow! Real swell guy, I'm thinking to myself. A day or two later Puzz and I are out to lunch with some friends and I just suddenly go eyes wide & mouth agape because I put two and two together in my head and realize Oh holy shit that was Greg Lobanov wasn't it. LOL

Puzz found a cheap copy of "999: 9 Hours, 9 Persons, 9 Doors" for the DS at a retro game store's pop-up. They also had "A Bug's Life" for Game Boy Colour and a strategy guide for "Gex 3", both of which I wish I had picked up.

Mr. Basculin was a gift from Jake. Good news! Mr. Basculin is still alive.

This is all stuff that was given to me as gifts. (Aside from the con badges. They make you pay for those.) You've probably already seen the Bibi that Jake made me. "Chicken Run" was also from him. "Zapper" was from Puzz and the Gumby game (& the Bad Boe sticker) was from Scorpy. These games fuckin suck asshole!!!!!!!!! I'm obsessed with them & I'll cherish them forever. I also got a little rock and a human dog keychain.

I think Scorpy said a fan gave this to him at PAX East to pass to me eventually. I'm having a hard time reading the @ on it, but on the off-chance you see this: thank you so much. Every time I think about it I get a little teary-eyed. I want to get myself a little picture frame for it. (This is the first time someone's given me fanart like this before, and it made me very emotional. LOL)

Puzz and I only got 2-day passes for PAX, so we spent the rest of our time in Seattle hanging out with friends and seeing the sights. I don't feel like digging all the photos out right now, but we went to a really fucking nice jazz club (Dimitriou's Jazz Alley - great ambience, really good food, we saw Keiko Matsui live which was life-changing), we visited MoPOP (I hadn't been in years! It was alright! Puzz had some capital-t Thoughts about the whole place which was fun to listen to!), we rode the trains, I got a big bag of Dicks, we walked around downtown. There was this really nice coffee shop that I keep having dreams about, so I hope I can go back to Seattle soon. (Or at least eventually, next year.) Then we went to Portland for a day to say hi to a friend because the state was nearby.

Then we went back to Puzz's place in California. Then there was a major heatwave & a bunch of wildfires nearby... So we didn't have the chance to get out much in September. But that's okay. We've both been tired lately & I think we both badly needed some dedicated Not Doing Things time. It's just a shame that it was enforced by Dangerous Weather Conditions.

We got to visit some local friends and I got to try out more Bog-Standard Mediocre American Food. (Dunkin Donuts is just Tim Hortons. Olive Garden is kind of scary but the salad was really good and the breadsticks were fine. I had a middling hamburger from Jack In The Box tonight. Their milkshake was very good. I'm sure I'm forgetting others.) I went to a Macy's for the first time and the layout of the store made me have a panic attack. We went for nice walks and saw lots of nice critters and plants. I got to swim! I watched a mediocre PlayStation presentation! I turned 30 years old! Puzz took me to a very fancy and really nice Italian place for my birthday, in case you were worried that I was only eating garbage here. LOL

We got a lot of books.

Maybe too many. Also a Miles Davis vinyl for myself & some Gunpla as an early birthday gift for Puzz. And also the cookbook was a gift from family. But I'm very excited to tuck into more of these, hopefully soon. Some were for me and some were for Puzz but knowing us we're going to go "hey, I liked this one, you check it out" or "hey, I didn't like this one, but maybe you will" for a lot of them. I'm gonna start with "Annihilation" and the game essays book. ("House of Leaves" is a second copy for us, because my copy was originally Puzz's and I wanted them to be able to read it too.) I don't have room in my bags for much more than what I came here with, so we're gonna ship some of the books to each other when we're done reading.

It's been a very nice month... I feel very thankful to have a life full of love like this. I don't think I have anything else to add to this post! Thanks for reading.

[strawberryvera]

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ VALENTINES WITH THEIR S/O —-˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

annie and edgar x gn reader head cannons!

cw: none!!

a/n: I haven’t written in forever, so I’m sorry I’m my writing comes off awkward!! I’m currently writing this at 1am, so my brain is kinda turned off so sorry if I make a sentence that litteraly just sounds like me yapping… nonetheless hope you enjoy!!

sfw!!

ANNE LESTER

- Annie was always such a sweetheart, and that never changed when she got with you! She loves Valentine’s Day, and she loves giving gifts! Expect to be given quite a few things by her.

- right when you woke up that morning, annie made sure to give you your gifts, the gifts consisted of a handmade teddy bear she gave you, and a small box of chocolates. She was particularly ecstatic about giving you the teddy bear, as toys were always the thing that bought her the most joy even at her lowest points, and she really hopes she can share that joy with you!

- cuddles on that day! Lots of them. She’s an affectionate person when it comes to you, and she makes sure to let you know that she wants today to be about you two. She will give you tons of hugs and forehead kisses :3 !!

- she also made you guys small matching wooden heart keychains! each of you got a half, and when you put it together, it forms a little wooden heart, how cute!

- you guys spent the day in annies workspace, you both sat down and made each other small wood carved toys about the size of your normal sea shell. With a bit of help from your dear annie, you made her a small wooden carved teddy bear, and a duck, and annie made you your favorite animal!

EDGAR VALDEN

- the arrogant and cold painter you where introduced to with your first interaction compared to how he is with you now, it’s almost so different to how he treats you now..I mean it’s still kinda there, but he tries his best to set that aside, especially today.

- he loves giving you his artwork as small gifts, he does it quite frequently actually. It was a portrait of you that he gave you on valentines, you can tell he spent extra time on this one to perfect it. Portraits and just drawing people in general aren’t necessarily his strong suit, so he was a bit nervous giving you it, but overall happy and content when he saw that you absolutely adored it.

- you very much loved the painting he gave you, and you made sure he knew. He loves receiving praise on his work, so you gave him lots of compliments and praises on the artwork, even if it boosted his ego a bit.

- he’s not very good at showing affection, let alone physical affection, but he tries, and he really did try today. He made sure to remind you that he loves you a lot verbally today, and made sure to give you lots of hugs today as well.

- you spent your day with edgar in the manor garden, where he painted you. He has painted you here before, but he did everything so that he could make it extra special, especially for the day it was.

[kurisus]

Noragami: Final Chapter thoughts

For the last time :') I've been making these for roughly half the manga's runtime, both in chapter count and years. Which is wild to think, but anyway, spoilers under the cut. One final time.

I really spent the first half of this chapter with bated breath alternating between being relieved that Hiyori is okay and grew up to be a doctor and everything, and stressed about where Yato was and where her memories were. Then Yato showed up, and I think I burst into tears out of hysterics. They really got me, I thought he was gone.

That aside, it was an excellent chapter. I was right when I said that this would just be an epilogue and the true suffering was over, but god. god. I'm relieved they gave me that open ending and the chapter was mostly good old-fashioned Noragami silliness. With the expected gut punches.

It's probably a good thing that Yuka never got to reunite with her brother, but at least knows that he's resting in peace. That he was given a proper burial by someone who, at the time, barely knew him but wanted to make things right anyway. Great now I'm crying again.

Hiyori's pocket with the little capyper keychain she bought forever ago. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

Yato's CPR being so intense it cracked Hiyori's ribs. god he was so desperate to save her. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

HER TOUCHING HER LIPS WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

Fujisaki getting nostalgic seeing tall grass (as we know from the omake is called kaya) was weirdly touching. Though Father has faded, Kaya is the one that is still remembered. We never got to learn his real name, and while I am still curious about it, I can see the purpose--by not knowing his name, we the readers don't give him a lifeline.

That's not the only fourth wall lean in the final chapter. There was also Yato being able to save himself by becoming a meme, much like how the fandom and Adachitoka have memed on him for years as well.

Back to the chapter, it looks like Father's consciousness had always been lurking alongside Fujisaki's, maybe making him do things from time to time, which is really weird and creepy. Maybe he was dormant until the Yomi arc, but either way he's been doing this to a dozen other guys over the centuries. I'm glad the cycle was broken.

It's hilarious that Fujisaki tries to ask Hiyori out and she's just like haha not interested coo phone be upon ye.

I'm so glad the cherry blossom party has become an annual tradition with even more gods invited to the party. I'm also so glad that Yato refuses to release Kazuma and Bishamon apparently makes it a point to bully him about this whenever she sees him. But also, Kazuma doesn't seem to want to be released. He's just like yeah whatever man I'm glad you saved us. Cheers.

Side note, Kazuma's new glasses look a lot like the ones he was wearing in that 100 years ago flashback of him and Bishamon, around chapter 68 or 69 I think?

So we also get to see the aftermath of what happened to Yukine--he still transforms into a wolf every now and then, because much like how Nora transforms into a snakelike creature whenever she loses control of her emotions, his form is a wolf, and unlike Nora he's always been very emotional. So the nightmares come out and Yato's left with a giant wolf thrashing around in their shared living space lol, but at least his dad is there to hug him :')

WAIT STOP PAUSE EVERYTHING IT LOOKS LIKE THEY SHARE A BED NOW. I JUST COLLAPSED INTO A BALL.

AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH

The panel of Yato hugging him made me lose it again. THEY'RE SOOOOOOOO.

So we never did get to find out what happened to Yukine's father--but as I pointed out in the reread I did during December, I don't think it matters. Yukine wasn't going to exact revenge on him anyway because he's not the kind of person to do so.

The page of Nora reading Hiyori's diary also made me so sad. Hiyori's right--she probably did have parents who loved her, but she never got to meet them. One thing I noticed throughout this manga is shinki habitually chasing something relating to their pasts. Yukine craves a good relationship with a father figure, Kazuma is obsessed with Bishamon because he missed out on marrying a girl he loved, Daikoku acts like a dad to every child he meets because he died before having his own kids, and like Yukine, Hiiro craves the parental love she never had. And as Hiyori pointed out, being given a name by Father was like being given life.

Since we didn't get to see what became of her name situation, but Yukine still bears the Hagusa name, she must still have Mizuchi. If her master is gone, can she still draw borderlines? Does she hang around with Yato and Yukine still? Adachitoka didn't say Kofuku DIDN'T name her, so...

The way Hiyori remembered Yato because of his scent had me SOBBING, yall. She didn't forget, but she did solve her problem and it was solved by people, just like they've been saying throughout the manga. But now, they can be together again. Yato was away from her for some years, and maybe he'll leave for several more (it's been a repeated thing in the manga that he'll insist he has to stay away for her own good), but the point is that even if it's been years and years, she'll always remember him. It's open-ended, but that just means it can be my preferred ending of Hiyori not forgetting but choosing to distance herself. She'll meet up with Yato and Yukine every once in a while living her own, separate, fulfilling life. They've been watching over her all these years anyway.

And so, that brings us to the close. It's as happy an ending as we could have possibly gotten, and above all else, I'm relieved. I've been saying for...years, probably, that I want an open ending, but I really thought it was off the table with recent events.

Final hangups are the same as they were in my final reread (tagged under #Noragami reread on my blog), so I won't repeat them, but the bottom line is that I got everything I wanted out of this ending--except maybe a trio hug? But that interior illustration of the four of them, all smiling and happy, Yato's arm around his sister, made up for that. I kind of wish there was a Yatori kiss for real, but the panel of her touching her lips also assuaged that.

Anyway, I'm not sure what other manga would/will make me unhinged enough to type up monthly thoughts posts for years, but I'll be tuned in to whatever new Adachitoka has coming up. Whether it's a full series, a short series, or just a oneshot, I'll be reading every word. I'm also looking forward to getting the final volume once it releases here, and praying for an artbook announcement.

Thank you for reading! I have some posts to make, some projects to plan, and I'll be diving into the tag once more for old times' sake. This won't be the last of me!

[blueturnscold]

Floyd Leech

I have seen many analysis and hc of floyd and thought I could share something to the table :)

First I would like to state some tip of the ice berg facts

Has drastict mood swings:

We know his drastic change in motivation and feelings,from one moment he has all the motivation in the world and then something happends and he don't want to do anything

Don't care enough about other people to learn their names:

Floyd don't care enough to learn peoples names.that's why he gives everyone a nickname ex. Shrimpy,seagull,crabby.The only exeptions is azul and jade,but in the english version this also include vil some few times.

He is very close with Jade:

as we know floyd and jade have a very close relationship,the have stayed close since birth and have said to "chosen each other"

He is very talented with instrument:

We know floud is extremly skilled with instrument,we get proof of it in port fest

Now I would like to state some middle of the ice berg facts.

He is extremly intelligent:

I know this is stated quite alot in the game,but I feel like alot of twst fans ignore this fact.He has been shown to be able to get really good grades,but when he doesn't feel like it he won't try in class and he gets a failing mark,this drives his teachers insane,as shown in his labcoat vignett.

He really likes shoes and fashion:

In orthos pe vignett floyd says how on land really enjoy fashion trends and that he constantly buys trendy clothes and shoes

He has moray merch:

In one of the birthday card floyd says that he bought some moray keychain and shirt(he gave said shirt to jade which he would wear all the time) and in vargas camp he has a moray keychain on his bag,which probably is the one he mentioned in his birthday card.And I know this isn't really important to his character,but it was to cute not to share!

Now it's time for me to state some bottom of the ice berg facts!

AKA talking about his name and such

To start of,what does Floyd mean?And where does it originate?

"The name Floyd has its roots in Welsh and Old English languages. In Welsh, “Llwyd” means grey, and in Old English, “Flēogan” means to fly. It is believed that the name Floyd originated from the combination of these two words. The name was initially popularized by the Welsh, who used it as a surname. Over time, it became a popular first name for boys, especially in the United States."

"The name Floyd has several meanings, depending on the interpretation. In Welsh, it means “grey-haired,” which signifies wisdom and experience. In Old English, it means “to flow,” which represents the free-spirited nature of the individual. Therefore, the name Floyd is associated with qualities like intelligence, thoughtfulness, creativity, and independence."

"The name Floyd symbolizes intelligence, thoughtfulness, creativity, and independence. It represents wisdom and experience, as well as free-spiritedness and a willingness to explore new horizons. Additionally, the name has become synonymous with social justice and equality, making it a symbol of hope and progress for many."

Here we can see the meaning of the name floyd and how it fit's with floyds character.

Now to jump to his surename,Leech.

When it comes to his surename,we know not anyone has this as a real surename.But we can take it as how the word is used to describe other people.

"If you describe someone as a leech, you disapprove of them because they deliberately depend on other people, often making money out of them."

We can see how this fit's not only floyd but all of the octatrio.They use other people to their advantage,leeching of other people to gain an upper hand.

Quite the fitting last and first name,right?

Now that we have gotten all of the facts about floyd let's now jump to some of my headcanons

First of,I think he might have bpd(borderline personality disorder).Why do I think that?

Well becuase his behavior in the game and how his character is described match really well with how bpd is explaind,for an example:

"Borderline personality disorder is a mental health disorder that impacts the way you think and feel about yourself and others, causing problems functioning in everyday life. It includes self-image issues, difficulty managing emotions and behavior, and a pattern of unstable relationships."

"Yet inappropriate anger, impulsiveness and frequent mood swings may push others away, even though you want to have loving and lasting relationships."

Signs and symptons:

A pattern of unstable intense relationships, such as idealizing someone one moment and then suddenly believing the person doesn't care enough or is cruel

Rapid changes in self-identity and self-image that include shifting goals and values, and seeing yourself as bad or as if you don't exist at all

Periods of stress-related paranoia and loss of contact with reality, lasting from a few minutes to a few hours

Impulsive and risky behavior, such as gambling, reckless driving, unsafe sex, spending sprees, binge eating or drug abuse, or sabotaging success by suddenly quitting a good job or ending a positive relationship

Suicidal threats or behavior or self-injury, often in response to fear of separation or rejection

Wide mood swings lasting from a few hours to a few days, which can include intense happiness, irritability, shame or anxiety

Ongoing feelings of emptiness

Inappropriate, intense anger, such as frequently losing your temper, being sarcastic or bitter, or having physical fights

As we see alot of these symptons corespons with floyd and his character.Many people hc him with autism and/or adhd,but as a person with both I don't think he shows any signs for both of these diagnoses,both of course there might that he has some signs for them and I just don't notice them.

Well now this is the end of my analysis,hope I made some sense.And if you have anything to add,please do!!And also tell me if I made some mistake,as this is my first time analysing anything.

[lilith-little-world]

When I was younger, I had a thing for that trope. Maybe it was due to having something very similar happened to me. Dreams are weird things, so I never questioned it until 6 (?) dreams later he kept invading my dreams. I always wanted to write them down and make a story about them but eh, I never got to it.

Anyways I got fanfics to write. Better to write those than that whole mess.

This one is a short one, but I'm planning to add parts to it. Just so I got something to do when I can't come up with the concept oneshots. Also bad grammar and sentence structure, I was like half asleep when I wrote this.

I Saw You Once In A Dream, Maybe|| Oneshot Pt. 1

It was the new year and you were spending time with your family. Last night was spent with a small feast and fireworks but now here you were washing the plates and pans. It was the least you can do since your parents made the feast for yesterday. Doesn't hurt to help clean up a bit.

“Sweetheart, tell me, are you seeing anybody?” Your mother asks while putting away the dishes.

“Sadly and fortunately, nope. Taking a break from all that.”

“I told you that person was no good for you, but you didn't want to listen to your mother.”

“You made it sound like we had ended things terribly, in reality, I just didn't have feelings for them.”

“It's always the same thing. I know, you didn't have any feelings but why did you give them a chance?”

You hand your mother the last plate, shrugging. Honestly, you didn't know why. Maybe the personality or looks that reminded you of someone? Possibly.

“Maybe, I was meant to be single forever.”

“Don’t say things like that, there's always a person for someone. Romantically or platonically. It just takes a while, that's all.”

“Then that person sure is taking their sweet time.”

You sigh tiredly, this wasn't your first time having this conversation with her. Even though her intentions were in a good place, after the first 10, it becomes tiring.

“Here, let me give you some leftovers to take home.”

There she went to get a big tupperware and fill it to the brim with food.

‘At least she tries.’

You smile and help your mother. It wasn't long until you left. Saying your goodbyes to your parents. Driving around the city, filled with life. Many people start off the new year with an exciting day. Going out, shopping, eating at a restaurant, spending it with family or friends, a significant other…

Okay, maybe your mother’s worries were definitely in a good and reasonable place to worry. You try to appear that you're doing fine, but in truth, you were lonely and craving for someone.

‘That's enough, thinking for one day. Time to turn off my mind.’

You get out of your car and walk around the busy streets. A crowd doing the same thing as you. Looking at the shops and cafe, wondering where to go next.

‘Remember kids, if you're feeling depressed or lonely buy some clothes and make-up and hope it fills the void.’

You notice a shop’s window, looking at the merchandise. It was all Monkey King theme. Journals, pens, keychains, stuffed toys, and so on.

“Or buy some merch…” You told yourself softly, lost in thought. It was a small stuffed toy of the famous monkey. Something in you demanded the toy. You obeyed and bought it, feeling a lot happier. It was a cute toy to own and is no bigger than your hands, it won't take much space. You bought a few more things, a few fine-tip pens and a journal. In other words, the day wasn't so bad.

The sun had set and you finally got home, exhausted. The house was empty and dark, with nothing but silence. A sigh escapes from your lips. The loneliness slowly swallows you up. Head to your room, not even trying to turn on the lights. You throw the bag at some random corner and collapse onto your bed. Just wanting the night to end.

You didn't know when you fell asleep, but your buzzing mind went silent. Like the room, you are sleeping in. Maybe your lonely mind was getting tired of your sulking and gave you a strange dream. I mean, what else can you it

It was bright, too bright. Things were fuzzy as your mind blocked out the voices talking to you. However, what you noticed was that you were looking in a mirror. You couldn't get a good look from being fuzzy so looking down, you noticed a red dress. There was golden embroidery of… Well, you couldn't make out what it was. It was blurry.

“Today is the big day! Are you excited?”

Turning to face the young woman with a blurry face. You couldn't help but look at her confused.

‘Excited for what?’, you wanted to say, but your mouth couldn't move.

Next thing you knew, the scenery changed and you were outside. The scene reminds you of a wedding.

Wait-

‘Is this my wedding?!’

You wanted to look around and see if anything cleared up, but it was still fuzzy and blurry as you walked down the aisle. The Wedding March, clearly playing as you came closer to the groom. Who was oddly more blurred than the others?

Okay, now that was rude. As much as this dream was crazy, your mind could have at least come up with a groom and then given you a blurry mess. You never had a greater urge to wake up than right at this moment.

You let the dream play out, as the ceremony went on. The groom held your hand, his hands were rough yet soft. Holding yours gently as if afraid to hurt you. His eyes were on you and a warm feeling filled your chest. You couldn't help but stare at him, trying to get a good look at his face. Slowly it unblurred as you saw a strange mark on his face and the unusual golden glow of his eyes.

“I promise nothing will tear us apart. I will fight the whole celestial army again if it means I can stay by your side.” He said, grinning at you.

“You're going to jinx yourself and when I'm around I'll keep you out of trouble so you won't have to fight the celestial army again.”

The words left your mouth. As much as you were confused, you found this cute. So you stopped questioning this dream and enjoyed this moment.

He leans into you, just inches away from your lips.

Beep, beep, beep, beep-

You grab your phone that was still in your pocket. Turning off the alarm, groaning.

“When the dream was starting to get good.”

You smothered your face into your pillow and let out a small scream.

“Why do I have to wake up?”

Begrudgingly, you got out of bed. The sunlight peeking through your curtains showers the room with light.

‘Right, I got work to do. That dream was nice while it lasted.’

Better to move on when the harsh reality demands more attention. Anyways it was just a simple dream that your lonely mind came up with.

Right?

_______________________________

Remember you can always request and ask questions!

[ghoul-slime]

Pictures with Jutty and a (too long) recap under the cut!

Ok first of all WOW, what a weekend. I flew into NYC and met up with @papaslittlesunshine a day before the show. We hung out around the city and did all sorts of fun things, ate good food, and did our best not to melt in the heat and humidity. The day of the show it was raining pretty hard, so we showed up to the line about an hour or so before doors, but the venue was super small and we still ended up getting great spots a few rows of people back.

I'm once again blown away by how great these guys sound live. The guitars are so much heavier and louder than the studio recording and Jutty's vocals are fucking outstanding. It's a completely different experience. Speaking of Jutty, his stage presence is amazing. He'll make (and hold!) eye contact with you a bunch and you can tell he's having a great time and knows exactly what he's doing and how to work the crowd. He also did the as above, so below sign with his hand again before he went off stage, same as he did at the LA show.

Afterwards the guys all hung around the venue and took the time to talk to everyone. It seriously seemed like they must have met just about every single person who came out.

Ross was super cool and easy to talk to, he signed my vinyl and asked if I was coming to the following night's show. I told him I had to go back to LA and he gave me a sad little pat on the arm, which was funny and sweet. Matty was working the merch table. He'd come out of the backstage area after about 10 minutes and realized that they actually had nobody behind the counter selling merch, so he jumped in. He was super nice as well. I told him how great they sounded live and he said thank you. I bought a tote bag and he signed my record and told me very excitedly that the tote bags fit the vinyl records perfectly (he was so excited he told me the same thing again later that night haha.) He also gave me a little handful of DT pins.

I chatted with Hayden the longest, who was SUPER sweet, and very easy to talk to! We talked about living in LA and he said LA was his favorite city in the world, which made me super happy to hear. He told me he lives downtown and I told him I work in the same area and that I live in Koreatown and we talked a bit more about our favorite neighborhoods in the downtown area. He mentioned his dogs and I told him that his dogs were super cute and then he asked if he could show Sunny and I a picture! Of course we said, yes please do! It was a picture of one of his little dogs laying in his open luggage and it was EXTREMELY freaking cute. He said that he'd been asking his dog sitter to send him pictures while he was away, and I said I'd similarly been pestering my friend for pictures of my cats all weekend. He signed my vinyl and I totally forgot to ask for a picture (but that's more than ok).

After that I went outside and there was a line of about 20-30 people waiting to talk to Jutty. Despite there being so many people (and it starting to rain), he took his time talking and listening to everyone who came up to him. The person in front of me in line had made some incredible pieces of art and gifted them to him, and he was just so genuinely excited and in awe and grateful. It was so cool to get to see that exchange. When it was my turn I was fucking nervous as hell, but I talked to him for a short few minutes and gave him a couple of the keychains I'd brought to trade. He said he loved collecting trinkets and then we talked a bit about NY being a refreshing change of scenery from LA. Honestly I was VERY nervous meeting him, but he was incredibly sweet and very attentive. Talking to him is intense, he maintains eye contact with you and listens very carefully to what you have to say. He was so nice and patient and then was sweet enough to sign my record and take a picture with me. (Thank you Sunny for taking the photos!)

We also managed to snag Neil real quick to sign our records as he was heading to the bar across the street and tell him thank you. I also chatted for a bit with the singer from Silent Mass, the opening band, who was originally from LA and we talked about some of the differences between LA and NY.

Overall the entire experience was incredible. Just as good if not better than the first show in LA. I'm also SUPER grateful to Sunny for pushing me to be less shy when it came to meeting/chatting with the guys. If it wasn't for her I'm sure I'd have chickened out and just left! It was also incredible getting to meet so many cool people in line and after the show. I traded keychains and got a lot of cool things in return. Seriously, we met so many creative, cool, funny, and GENEROUS people there (our line neighbor's mom gave us freaking COOKIES from Katz's across the street!). If you were at the show and see any of your goodies here (the picture is most of Sunny and I's combined haul), then thank you so much!!! I will treasure them always.

Here's to a hundred more Drag Talk shows in the future! I seriously hope anyone who wants to see them gets to, because it was such a fun and uplifting experience, between how gracious and genuine and down-to-earth the guys are and how creative and warm all the fans are. Hands down one of the all-time best live music experiences I've ever had.

(This got super long and I'm sure I'm forgetting a ton of stuff, but I wanted to get this out of my head while it's still somewhat fresh.)

[snowave]

Just a sneak peak of what I have in my bag (my favorite color is blue, and most of my things are blue).

A Zayne button pin from my classmate (she's a Rafayel girlie). I was so happy when she gave me this because it suits my bag.

Some snowflake keyring. I bought this because it's cute, and so that it will match my Zayne button pin.

My stamp for clinics. Since my favorite color is blue, it's inevitable to not have a blue stamp-er. The free keychain is so cute, too.

My cologne/perfume. It smells very fresh (like you're so clean, and sterile? Literally smells like fresh laundry and a freshly showered person), and is actually refreshing, I think it has some cooling properties. I've been using this way before Love and Deepspace was released, and I find it funny now because it's blue and associated with snow and snowflakes. Being a Zayne girlie is just meant to be, I guess.

Most of my things are blue, probably like 85% of it. From my notebooks, pens, pencil case, ID case, to my dentistry materials, everything is blue. I think most of them knows that if it's blue, it belongs to me.

[luminouslune]

Opposites attract

Pairing: Harua x reader

Genre: fluffiest fluff, romance

A/N: Hey y'all it's been a while! I apologize for dissapearing for so long, I just got distracted with school and other responsibilities. I do have exams right now, so I might be gone for that, but I'll try to post another story before that! Enjoy!

Warnings: Cursing!

Summary: Y/n and Harua are complete opposites! Different personalities, different styles, different interests. They totally clash! It‘s cliche, but, opposites do attract after all.

"I wonder if we ever think of each other at the same time.."

"So... you gonna go talk to him or what?" My friend Reagan asked, looking at me with an unamused face. I looked at her and stood up. "What? What're you talking about?" I asked her, almost too defensively. She sighed and looked over at the hot topic store across from us.

"The dude over there, you've been staring at him for a while.." She said, smirking over at me as I looked at the Raven haired boy stocking some shelves with plushies. I then looked down at the counter I was at. "Nah.. I don't think I will." I said with a small shrug. "Huh? Why not?" She asked.

"Some things are just better to be left alone Reagan. Plus, he's pretty much just like a hallway crush to me." I said, sitting up straight in my seat. "Alright, if you say so." She said, putting her hands up.

"We're on break." She said, gesturing towards the clock. "I know it isn't my choice, but.. you should totally try to make move on lover boy over there." Reagan said with a small smile. "I'm sure he'd be into you." She said, getting her bag and heading out of the store.

I stood there in silence grabbing my bag, decorated with multiple plushie keychains on it. I glanced over at the hot topic again and sighed, giving in. "I guess it wouldn't hurt to introduce myself or something..." I said to myself.

I walked over to the store across from me and hesitantly entered, looking around. I decided to look at the plushies the boy stocked previously, looking up on the top shelf towards a bat plush. I need it.

I looked over at the boy at the counter. "Uhm, excuse me?" I said, calling for him. He looked at me and seemed to be a little shocked. "Yeah, what's up?" He asked, getting up from the counter and made his way towards me. "Could you please get that bat plush for me?" I asked him with a sheepish smile, pointing at the plush on the shelf.

He chuckled a little and reached up the shelf handing me the plush gently. "Anything else Miss?" He asked, looking down at me. I shook my head. "No, that's it thanks.." I said with a small nod.

He walked to the counter to ring me up, Me following behind him. He gave me the plush in a bag and smiled. "Y/n huh?". He spoke up. I tilted my head in confusion, but then realized I had my name tag still on. "Oh, yeah.." I nodded.

"I didn't expect you to wonder into a store like this." He said, making small talk. I laughed a little. "What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, looking at him. "I don't know.. you're just a very cutesy person. I just didn't expect you to step foot in such an alternative store." He explained. "Hey! Don't judge a book by its cover." I said, grinning at him.

He chuckled at the comment. "You're right, you're right." He said, nodding. "This is.. uh, is probably really random but are you into band music?" He asked, nervously fidgeting with his lip ring. I smiled, nodding. "Yeah! You'd be surprised." I said with a small laugh. He slightly smiled at my answer.

"I'll see you around." He said with a slight nod. "Yeah, see ya." I replied with a small smile. I walked out of the store with a stupid grin on my face. I got back into the Miniso store I worked at and sat down, glancing at the plush I just bought. He kinda looks like him..

I finished my shift at 9 but the mall doesn't close until 11 so I went to get some food before I left. I stopped at a Starbucks and got a coffee and a cake pop. (My go to). "I thought I recognized your my melody bag." A voice spoke up. I looked over to see him. I looked up at him, a bit surprised.

"Oh hey.." I said, offering him a small smile which he kindly returned. This time I finally caught his name on his shirt, with a star pin. Harua. "Didn't expect to run into you twice today, I'm pretty lucky." He said, smirking a bit. I rolled my eyes playfully at him, sitting down at a table next to us.

He sat down as well, glancing down at my bag. "Nice Batz-maru keychain, he's my favorite character." He said. I looked down at the key chain and smiled, clasping it off and hooking it into his black back pack that had safety pins all over it. "He's yours now." I said, glancing at him then quickly looking away.

"Really? Thanks.." He said, reaching for the key chain and softly smiling at it. “No problem.” I said, trying to keep myself from smiling too much, a-blush most likely spreading across my face by now. After a bit of sitting in a comfortable silence our drinks came.

“How often you come here?” Harua asked, taking a sip of his drink. I almost spit my drink out by wanting to laugh at the semi-dumb question. I let out a breathy laugh. “Quite often, I mean my job is like right down the hall.” I said, smirking at him.

“Alright, I‘ll admit that the question was dumb, but at least I'm contributing to the conversation.” He said, crossing his arms and keeping a playful smile on his face. I sighed. “Okay, you're right. I just have no idea what to say.” I said, with a sheepish smile.

He nodded, understanding. “Well we should go before it gets too late.” He said, offering his hand to help me up. He‘s right. 10:24 the clock read. “Yeah..” I said, gently taking his hand and standing up. “I’ll see you tomorrow..?” He asked, a spark of hope glistening in his eyes. I smiled at him softly.

“See you tomorrow.”

Pt. 2?

©luminouslune

[teyvat-writer]

Youmacon Day 1

Y'all I had SO much fucking fun like bro I got to see Griffin Burns (I didn't talk to him or anything, I'm doing that tomorrow) but GOD is he pretty in person and obviously yk VA's are supposed to be nice to fans but he was just so sweet (I was trailing behind my friend who got something signed)

Also there were SO many Nanamis... I was dressed as Mahito HWFJDHSJSJJSK n one of the Nanamins gave me this!!!

Also!!! The prints I bought!!! (Tartag banner and NSFW Nanami are from another con!!!)

ALSO!!!!

Got s'more Chode keychains AND another Hollow Purple Gojo because he's sosososososososososososso pretty I love him!!!!

Also did a lil gachapon thing that had high school Nanami, Haibara, Gojo and Geto (together and seperate) and Toji rubber keychains and as I was turning the crank I straight up said "C'mon, Fushiguro, I'm fuckin' paying you." (it was 6$) and I got him he is now dangling from my phone :))))))

"Lord Heisenberg, may I get a photo with you?"

"Did you just call me Lord Heisenberg? Well fuck"

Deadass bro took out a cigar and put his arm on my shoulders it was great 10/10. RE cosplayers are ALWAYS such a fuckin treat to see and take pictures with <3

[kaxzuha]

NISHINOYA X SHY!MALE!READER

!fluff!

M/n was a shy boy he didn’t have much friends except for that one online friend he met while playing (random online game).

M/n online friend got in a relationship m/n was happy for them but in the same time jealous he never felt love towards someone he tried forcing himself to live a girl from his class but in never worked.

That changed when he met a short boy with black hair and it’s bleached in the middle.

M/n wanted to get closer to him and become more than just friends but he knew that wouldn’t happen since nishinoya was in love with another person.

“HEY m/n!! Wanna get popsicles with me after school?” The short boy asked his shy friend

“sure...”m/n answered somehow whenever Nishinoya asks him to hang out with him after school makes m/n so happy and want to spend more time with his best friend.

M/n couldn’t wait until the day was over so he could eat popsicles with Nishinoya, he started doodling in his notebook pictures of him and Nishinoya holding hands while eating popsicles he wanted to hold his hand so badly !.

After school was over Nishinoya was waiting for M/n outside of the school gate to walk with him to the ice cream truck at the end of the road.

The two of you ordered a blue popsicle sitting in a nearby bench opening your popsicles and eating.

“hey I wanna get Kiyoko a gift ! What do you think I should get her?” Nishinoya broke the silence

“uhh I don’t know ... how about chocolates” the h/c boy said not looking at him

“Hmm.. good idea! I should ask her what her favorite is your the best !”Nishinoya cheered hugging m/n from the side.

Nishinoya quickly finished his popsicle before standing from the bench “I’ll see you tomorrow M/n!”he smiled waving at his friend before running towards his house.

M/n waved back but he was already gone he wanted to buy Noya a gift maybe he’ll start to fall in love with the h/c but that’s not possible Noya only have eyes for pretty girls , M/n wasn’t a pretty girl.

The next day M/n wanted to give Noya a small gift he got him it was a small volleyball keychain he found the store he thought Noya would like it so he bought it.

At lunch m/n went to find Nishinoya, Nishinoya was sitting alone in a table eating he was probably waiting for Tanaka or Hinata.

M/n went to sit next to Noya “oh! Hey m/n you wanna eat lunch with me?” He asked looking at the blushing boy next to him

“I-I wanted to give you something...” M/n blushed taking out the small keychain before Tanaka and hinata interrupted him.

“HEYYY BUDDY!! Oh and Hey m/n!!” Tanaka said looking at the shy boy waving at him

M/n waved back, Nishinoya looked at him “you wanted to give me something ?” He asked

“no..sorry I have to go” m/n said standing up and going to the bathroom feeling embarrassed he’ll just give it to him tomorrow...maybe?

The next day M/n write a love letter with the keychain inside it he decide to just put it inside his locker

M/n was going to put it now before someone interrupted...again

“M/n !The English is teacher is looking for you !”the student say before leaving

M/n followed behind them...maybe tomorrow he’ll think of a better plan.

Everyday m/n kept getting interrupted of his confession plans until he gave up eventually.

M/n rested his head on the table with the keychain and love letter in his hand

He heard the door open but he didn’t bother to look up

“Woah m/n you ok buddy?” A familiar voice said

“mhm” m/n groaned not bothering to look up

“Are you sick?”the familiar voice came closer it was Nishinoya

M/n quickly panicked he stood up and accidentally dropped the note and keychain.

“hm? I’ll get the for you!” Nishinoya bend to get but before he could m/n quickly snatched it from the floor

“What was that?”

“I-it’s nothing ! Sorry...”m/n said blushing not looking at Noya

“Ok..seriously tell me what’s happening your acting weird! “ Nishinoya said worldly putting his hands on his friends shoulder

M/n was blushing crazy but he decided to give Noya the paper even if he rejected he still wanted to share his feeling.

M/n quietly gave Nishinoya the paper and keychain, Nishinoya opened the letter reading it before sighing and look at the taller male

“I already knew that..” Nishinoya giggled

“Huh? What do you mean ?” M/n looked up from the floor confused

“Haha I already knew you had a crush on me!” He smiled

“w-what?..” he tilted his head still confused

“I saw that drawing you drew on your notebook and that m/n+Nishinoya ♥︎” he laughed again “I think it’s cute tho!”

“I-it is?” M/n looked at Nishinoya starting to feel a bit happy

“Yes! And... I also like you m/n I’ve always did but I was scared because I always thought I liked Kiyoko until I met you! I feel so happy being around you m/n I want to be with you forever!” Nishinoya went closer to m/n “and thank you for the keychain I’ll treasure it forever”

M/n didn’t reply he was to stunned but he felt warm and happy he bend down to kiss Nishinoya

Noya was surprised but kissed back

“I am glade you liked me back... does that mean we’re dating now?” M/n asked

“Ofcorse we are !” He smiled leaning in for another kiss! ♥︎

[cyareclones-beware]

My friend asked to send this as anon for your reports.

I was scammed by Cyareclones back in 2023.

Bought some keychains from them, and as you can guess…was never delivered. I’ve sent them emails and DMs on IG about an update or if there was an issue that wasn’t showing up on my tracking status. No response from them :)

After two months of trying to get information about my orders, I gave up on ever getting a response from them and no longer cared for the keychains. It was roughly $40-ish bucks ($36 for 3 keychains, plus taxes etc) in total. Sucks that I lost a chunk of my money but it’s whatever because a good friend of mine felt bad and ended up paying me so I regained what I lost from this creator so I don’t really care that much lol

I ended up blocking them everywhere after that (now with their new IG account) so I wasn’t aware of this being an issue. While I don’t care about the items anymore because they’re long gone, what I do care is how this person is still up and running, with a scam history?

That’s just crazy to me.

Welp, that was my experience with them as a client/customer in 2023. I will now go back to my cave and eat pop tarts. See ya

Hello! Thank you for sharing your experience with us.

It’s unfortunate that $40+ bucks was lost. It always makes us feel icky when people come to us about losing a good amount of money from them. It may not be a lot to others, but money was spent to support someone only to not receive the items (basically reward(s) for supporting someone) and can’t get it back until a refund has been issued, or earning it back from work, commissions etc. if you’re lucky enough, getting the paid items you bought.

Your friend paying you back is really sweet tho!

We can only speculate why this creator is still active with support. Some folks prefer Artwork > holding the creator accountable, unfortunately.

We recently saw someone tried to defend them, which is disappointing ngl but there’s not much we can do.

We will continue to do our work and collect information from users who were scammed or mistreated/bullied by Cyareclones.

We appreciate your comment.

Please know our dms are open as well if you wish to talk more about the issue, but if not then that’s perfectly fine!

Thank you and enjoy your pop tarts 👍

[yourangel137]

Bloodstains on the curtain / chapter 2

Here is chapter two! I hope you all like it<3 tagging: @pix-stuff as promised.

Pairings: yandere/murderer!Childe x GN!reader

Warnings: stress/anxiety

Genre: mostly fluff

Type: Series

Word count: 1123 words

Summary: Is it truly him? Is he truly the killer? He can't be.. he's just too kind, right?

It’s hard to figure out how you’re supposed to feel after such an event, your stomach still twists and feels sick upon remembering the scene you saw just a week ago. After the police had safely brought you home, you haven’t been able to rest. Nightmares upon nightmares happen, no matter how many hours you decide to sleep. Your parent decided to call a therapist for you, someone who is able to help you let go of your trauma. Yet nobody knows what truly bothers you.

Why does the killer have the exact same keychain as Tartaglia?

Your best friend, Tartaglia, might be hiding more than you thought at first. Your best friend, the person you fell so hard for that it hurts knowing he might be a killer. It must be a coincidence right?

A knock can be heard on your door, your eyes immediately darting towards your bedroom door before it opens up and your mother enters your bedroom. “I made you some dinner, do you want to eat it here or with me downstairs?” She asks you, her worry still clearly present in her voice.

“Here, if you don’t mind. I just need a moment for myself..”

“Okay, I get it. Times are very tough right now but just know I’m here for you ok? I’ll bring you a plate.” And there she went again, going downstairs to get you a plate before going back up with it and putting it on your desk.

“Thank you. I really appreciate it..” Your mother’s smile is enough of an answer to your gratitude before she leaves you alone again.

A coincidence... It must’ve been a coincidence... A bright yellow star keychain, the same keychain you gave to Tartaglia as a little token of appreciation towards all he’d done for you. You still remember where you bought it, how it was the last one in stock and how happy Tartaglia got from such a small gift.

It has to be a coincidence.

You slowly begin eating the food your mother made for you, brain still pondering who the killer could possibly be. Your phone lights up and you see a message from your best friend, but for now you decide to ignore it.

‘If Tartaglia really is the killer? Would I be able to tell the police?’ You think to yourself. How could you possibly send your best friend of 10 years to jail? Someone you managed to develop such strong feelings for? Is it normal to doubt yourself?

Your phone lights up again, this time ringing fills your ears, breaking your trail of thoughts and worries. Quickly you swallow the last bit of food down before picking up the phone. “Heeeeey, my star, it’s Tartaglia~ Are you feeling a bit better today? Did I scare you again by calling randomly? You didn’t check my messages so.. I hope you don’t mind me simply calling you~” The corners of your mouth lift up, cheeks flushing slightly, all while your heart skips beats of happiness.

‘Nah, he can’t be the killer.’

“No I don’t mind you calling me, not at all actually! I was just eating dinner so I couldn’t reply immediately, sorry about that. I feel a bit better today, I’m just very tired.. How are you feeling today?”

His happy giggles melt your heart before he answers back: “I’m glad you don’t mind me calling, I’m just worried about you, ya know? I’m doing great now I hear your voice again~” His random flirting immediately gets to you and your cheeks flush once more. “Are you still getting nightmares? I hope they are gone.. but then again, I can’t imagine how horrible that scene must’ve looked..”

“It’s getting better, but I still get them frequently. I’m sure it’ll go away eventually, right?” you reply with a positive tone in your voice.

“I do hope so.. But hey! Now that girl won’t bother you anymore right? With the bullying? Isn’t that something positive at least?”

Your words get stuck in your throat, saliva building up while you remain silent. Tartaglia coughs up a forced chuckle and softly states it’s a stupid joke he shouldn’t have made.

“You’re right though.. She won’t bully me anymore.. I just don’t know how to feel about why she won’t bully me anymore. Do people genuinely deserve to die because they hurt another person?”

The other line stays quiet this time, yet the air turns thick and the silence makes you so uncomfortable. After a few minutes you hear his voice speak out again:

“Maybe they do, maybe they don’t. At least you’re safe, right Y/N? That’s all I care about, your safety.”

“...”

“Anyways~! Do you have plans tomorrow? School is still closed so we could hang out if you’d like? We could go out and shop for new clothes or just get some ice cream or lunch? What do you think?”

Before you know it, a tear drops down your cheek, worry filling your heart again. You clutch onto your sweatshirt while you hold back the urge to cry. “I almost died back then Tartaglia..”

“You won’t die, nobody will hurt you, my star. You got me, right? I’ll keep you safe even if it’ll cost me my life. Nobody will hurt you, nobody will. I’ll make sure of it, okay Y/N? Can you believe me and trust me with that?”

You hum softly while nodding, wiping away the tear that rolled down your cheek. “Please.. Keep me safe.. I’m scared the killer saw me and I’m next on the list..”

You hear a soft sad sigh from the other line before you hear his softer and more gentle voice speak out once again: “I promise, I’ll keep you safe. How about tomorrow I’ll come pick you up and I’ll hold your hand the whole time while we shop together, hm? I’m sure that’ll make you feel a lot safer right?” He ends the sentence with a cute chuckle.

“Alright.. I’d like some fresh air actually.. Text me the time you’ll be here then, okay? I’ll stop calling now.. I’m getting very tired.” Not even 10 seconds later you already see his message appear with the time, making you chuckle slightly from his enthusiasm.

“There you go! I hope you sleep well tonight. Dream of me instead! I’ll even protect you in your dreams~”

You sigh and face palm your forehead softly from his very obvious flirting. “Alright dumbass, I’ll dream of you instead.” You hear his gasp on the other line and can’t help but laugh. “Goodnight to you too.. Thank you by the way. Byee byee~”

I guess tomorrow will be your first time going outside after the incident, how is that going to go?

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Hope u have a lovely day<3

Much love,

Angel

Last updated: 07-08-2023