#they haunt my dreams but im ignoring them for now

[microtyalm13]

ye s im actually working on something thats why im a little inactive rn .... making a sci-fi setting with hot alien bees species ??!??!... and a bisexual russian woman as a main character ‼‼😳... oooohh.......

[luvrboydave]

dad's best friend dave pt.2

pairing: dbf!dave x virgin!fem reader

warnings: smut, kinda insecure reader, inexperienced reader, age gap, couch sex, unprotected piv, creampie, maybe breeding kink idk, fingering, oral sex (m receiving), pussy slapping (like once), LOTS of praise, dave teaches her how to give a hj/bj, pet names (sweetheart, baby, darlin'), tiny itty bit of overstim, soft dave but also a little mean dave at the beginning

words: 2.3k

a/n: not proof read and also might be bad cuz im a bit out of practice :3 feeding the dbf!dave girlies even though im not hyperfixated on megadeth rn!!!! enjoy guys, COME GET YOUR FOOD MWAH <3

CLICK HERE FOR PT.1

ever since your little fling with dave, he’s been plaguing your thoughts more than usual…daydreams of his thick fingers inside of you, wet dreams involving him pinning you down and having his way with you. no matter how hard you try to ignore the thoughts and push them away, they always return stronger. sometimes, you wonder if he ever thinks about you as well, if he touches himself to the memory of your tight cunt. 

surely, he notices your lingering stares when he comes over to watch sports with your dad, right? surely, he notices that you’re completely and absolutely in love with him, right…?

it’s like you don’t even exist to him anymore; were you really that bad of a lay? thoughts raced through your head. did you do something wrong? did he not like how your body looked? were you too inexperienced for him? you were startled from your thoughts when a hand laid on your shoulder. looking to your left, you see that familiar head of curly orange hair. 

"oh, hey dave. sorry. i was just lost in thought," you mumble, turning to look up at him. 

dave hums at your words, “no worries, sweetheart. your dad just ran to the store, wanted me to tell you he’d be gone ‘bout an hour or two.”

your eyes follow him as he walks around the couch and sits beside you. “so, what was goin’ on in that pretty head of yours, hm?” he smiles, locking eyes with you. it was as if he could see straight through you. 

“just thinking about…college stuff,” you murmur, eyes breaking away from his and looking down at your clasped hands. 

“school stuff, hm? there’s no reason to lie to me, sweetheart.” he places a hand on your bare knee, and you jump slightly at the touch. 

“i know, sorry. my brain is just all kinds of messy right now.” you sigh.

“you wanna talk about it?” he asks as his thumb rubs comforting circles over your thigh. 

you go silent, trying to decide if you should just ask if you’ve done something wrong. your brain is screaming at you not to do it, and your stomach churns at the thought of him confirming all your insecurities. 

with a burst of courage, you blurt out the question that’s been haunting you, “did i do something wrong?” 

dave’s face scrunches in confusion, “what makes you think you did something wrong, sweetheart?”

“y’know, the last time we were…alone…together. i can tell you’ve been avoiding me since then. i thought maybe i did something wrong or something you didn’t like if you were staying away from me…” you ramble, moving your hands wildly while explaining yourself. 

“shit, sweetheart…m’sorry. you didn’t do anything wrong; you were perfect. i was keeping my distance from you ’cause i thought you’d be disgusted by me.” he laughs, scooting closer to you on the couch and sliding his hand higher up your thigh. 

“i could never be disgusted by you.” you giggle, resisting the urge to press your thighs together at his touch. 

“is that right…” he hums, a smirk forming on his lips. 

all of a sudden, his lips are on yours. you moan in surprise, hands coming to wrap around his neck. the kiss is desperate but sweet at the same time, as if he’s trying to make up for causing you to stress. his hand continues under your skirt, knuckles rubbing over your damp panties. Dave’s other hand cups your face, deepening the kiss and slipping his tongue into your mouth. 

you gasp when he slides your panties to the side and runs a finger through your folds. “shit, sweetheart… so wet for me already.” he groans into the kiss. you buck your hips up into his hand, silently asking for more. 

“mmh-, my baby is so fucking greedy.” dave growls, slipping a finger inside of your cunt. his cock grows hard from the noises you’re making–your soft mewls are music to his ears. dave slips another finger inside of you slowly, stretching you out nicely. once you adjust to the new addition, dave picks up his pace–fingers pistoning in and out of you. 

“fuck, this pussy is so sloppy for me, baby…all for me, ain’t that right, sweetheart?” dave grunts, looking you in the eyes. 

you struggle to give him an answer–the pleasure already too much for you. As you try to speak, the only things that come out are strained moans and half-formed curses. 

“fuckin’ answer me, baby.” dave growls, pulling his fingers out of you and landing a harsh slap on your sensitive cunt. your body jumps at the impact, crying out from the pain. 

“shit- yes! all for you- all for you…” you whine tearfully, hands moving to grip his hair. 

“good girl,” dave praises, rubbing your clit, before slipping his fingers back into your drooling pussy. his pace is brutal, and he doesn’t let up–not even when fat tears start to roll down your cheeks. one of the hands that’s threaded into his hair moves to grip his wrist, trying to slow him down–but he doesn’t relent. 

dave pushes you down to lay on your back with his free hand before snatching both of your wrists and pinning them above your head. He can tell you’re close by the way you squirm underneath him, frantically bucking your hips into his hand. 

“that’s it, sweetheart. let go for me.” dave coos as you come undone. your body shakes, thighs clamping shut around dave’s hand at the intensity of your orgasm. 

your chest heaves as you try to catch your breath. dave gives you time to recover, gently rubbing your thigh before leaving to grab you a glass of water. you thank him when he returns to the living room, and you down the glass quickly. 

“wanna help you now,” you mumble shyly, pushing him back against the couch before sinking to your knees in front of him, “this is my first time doin’ this…” you admit. 

“fuck…you’re so perfect for me, sweetheart. letting an old man like me take all your firsts,” he groans, “gonna let me be the first one to fuck your pretty little angel cunt too, hm?” 

you nod softly, looking away from him in embarrassment. he chuckles at your shyness before grabbing your hand and placing it over his bulge. 

“here, let me teach ya how it’s done,” he smiles, “first, you gotta take it out, ‘kay?” 

you nod again, pulling the zipper down and helping him slip out of his jeans. you’re a little intimidated, but he reassures you that you can back out anytime. 

you reach into his boxers and wrap your hand around his cock; it’s a bit weird at first, but you eventually get used to the feeling and feel confident enough to pull his boxers down and let his cock spring free. dave praises you sweetly and helps guide you through it. 

“go ahead and spit on it now, sweetheart,” he commands softly, stroking your hair. you do exactly as he says, gathering spit in your mouth and letting it drip from your lips onto the head of his cock. 

“good,” he smiles, “now use your hand to spread it around–use a little pressure, but don’t squeeze too hard.” 

you follow his instructions, stroking up and down and occasionally squeezing lightly. dave groans softly, watching you with lustful eyes. he swears he almost cums when he sees your wide, curious eyes staring up at him. 

“you’re doing amazing for me, baby…use your thumb to rub the tip–and if it feels like it’s getting dry, spit on it some more.”

you let some more spit fall onto his dick, using your thumb to spread it around his tip. hesitantly, you lean down and give the tip a small lick. your cunt clenches at the sound dave makes. testing the waters, you give it another lick before wrapping your lips around the tip. dave has to fight the urge to buck his hips up and bury his cock deep in your warm throat. 

“fuck- didn’t even have to tell you to put it in your mouth,” he groans and threads a hand in your hair, “take your time, sweetheart. you don’t gotta rush.” 

you try to smile at him before taking his cock further into your mouth. you revel in the small grunts and sighs dave makes, thighs clenching at the erotic sounds. as you try to take him deeper, you gag around his cock and quickly pull off to catch your breath. dave hums at your messy face, the tears pooling in the corner of your eyes making his dick twitch. he softly raises his hand to caress your cheek, encouraging you to take him back into your mouth. 

“gonna let me fuck your throat, sweetheart?” dave questions, “i promise i’ll be gentle.”

you hum in agreement around his cock, whining when he threads his hand into your hair. dave slowly thrusts up into your mouth, and your throat constricts around him as he pushes deeper and deeper. his free hand wipes the tears from your eyes, and he coos at you softly. he groans when he bottoms out in your throat. 

“shiiit- you’re doing great, sweetheart. just breathe through your nose, baby–tap my leg a few times if you need me to pull out,” he mumbles, pulling back until just the tip is in your mouth and sliding back in slowly. 

dave slowly increases his pace, spouting praise at you as he does so. When you swirl your tongue around his tip and bring a hand up to massage his balls, he knows he’s about to cum. he quickly pulls out of your mouth and pulls you up from the floor before laying you down on the couch. 

“need to be inside of you, sweetheart. can’t wait to fill this pretty pussy of yours.” dave groans, pulling your shirt over your head and panties down your legs. 

“hot even wearin’ a bra, huh–so fuckin’ desperate for me…you wanted this to happen, didn’t you.” he teases, hands groping at your bare tits. 

you whine, nodding feverishly and bucking your hips up into him. dave chuckles at your impatience. your body twitches when you feel dave spit down onto your already sopping cunt a few times. dave guides his cock to your cunt, slipping between your pussy lips and rocking back and forth. your mouth opens with a silent whine when the head of his cock catches on your clit as he rocks forward. 

“gonna put it in now, sweetheart. try to relax for me, i want this to be as comfortable for you as possible,” dave states, pushing your legs up towards your chest and guiding his cock to your entrance.

you keen at the stretch, wincing slightly as your cunt opens up for him. “that’s it…breathe for me, baby–just relax.” he murmurs sweetly.

dave continues pushing deeper into your tight pussy, groaning as your warm walls flutter around his length. he pauses as he bottoms out, allowing you time to breathe and adjust to his size, all while muttering praise in your ear. 

“think i’m ready for you to move, baby…” you whine, rocking your hips slightly into his. 

dave smiles at you before he pulls out and thrusts back in gently. your eyes roll back into your head as he begins thrusting into you at a steady pace. you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him into a messy kiss. dave swallows the pretty noises you make as he fucks you, revelling in your pleasure. 

“you can move faster-” you moan, breaking the kiss and looking him in the eyes. 

“you sure, sweetheart?” he questions, slowing down his thrusts and waiting for you to confirm. you nod, giving him the go-ahead to speed up.

it’s like a switch flips inside of him–he pushes your legs even closer to your chest and fucks into you quickly. your head falls back onto the couch's armrest, fingers clawing at his shoulders in pleasure. dave’s hips piston in and out of you, your sloppy cunt squelching with each thrust. 

your back arches off of the couch when he snakes his hand down to play with your swollen clit. your body feels like it’s on fire, the pleasure quickly becoming too much. 

“hnng- think im gonna cum! fuck-” you cry out, voice breaking as tears spill from your eyes.

“Shh, sweetheart. you can let go, c’mon, cum for me like a good girl.” he coos, fingers still rubbing circles on your clit as he picks up his pace. 

Your body shakes as you start to cum, and your vision goes spotty. your arms hold onto dave’s shoulders for dear life as your body convulses. dave continues thrusting in and out of your cunt, overstimulating your poor, sensitive pussy. 

“keep clenchin’ around me, just like that, sweetheart,” he growls, his pace faltering ever so slightly. “fuuuck- gonna fuckin’ ruin this gorgeous angel cunt of yours, baby–fill you up so good you’ll be leakin’ for weeks.” 

dave groans, pushing his hips flush with yours when he cums, pumping you full of his warm, sticky cum. your pussy flutters around him, milking him of every last drop. dave’s head drops into the crook of your neck, and he presses soft kisses to the skin there. you stroke his back as he lays on top of you, a smile pulling on your lips. 

“i think i’m in love with you,” you mutter softly. 

dave’s ears perk up at your words–he lifts his head to look at you, “you really mean that, sweetheart?” 

“of course I do,” you affirm, moving your hands to hold his face and pull him up into a loving kiss. 

“i love you too,” he murmurs into the kiss, “but we might wanna get dressed…i don’t think your dad would appreciate seeing us cuddled up naked on the couch,” he laughs.

[pinkpigtailsprincess]

𝜗𝜚 ݁ ˖ Let’s Play : Build-A-Boyfriend .ᐟ⭐️🎀

…(1) From ; 𝜗𝜚𓈒 ݁₊ Dolly!☀️

…📧; Hii dolls!!! This is a Post i’ve been wanting 2 make 4 ages so im finally doing and i hope you’ll enjoy as much as i do!!!🎀🧁and i wanna thank @honeytonedhottie 4 giving me the inspo 2 post this with her valentines sp series!! (LONG POST AHEAD!!)

This Game is allll about manifesting the perfect sp 4 u because you deserve it!!! now this obvi isn’t just limited 2 just a boyfriend it can be a girlfriend/s/o whatever floats ur boat!!! so

Stage 1 ; Is Creating ur Dream person!! ⭐️

So u can do this with journal,mental notes or a vision board now what qualities do you want ur ideal person !!

1. What does this person look like?

2. What kind of Hair do they have

3. whats their personality traits?

4. what kind of style do they have??

5. any specific traits + habits do you want this person 2 have?

6. what trope do you and this person have??

Stage 2 ; Being Fulfilled!! ⭐️👛

Now stage 2 is about being fulfilled now but this may not apply to everyone but i do know that some people that have trouble with making manifesting a chore when it should be fun 4 you so here are some fun way to being fulfilled in manifesting ur Sp!! 🎀⭐️

1. Make a Playlist of Songs that remind you of ur guys relationship!!!

2. Make a Vision Board of Possible Date Locations!!

3. Only Refer to this persons have ur boyfriend/girlfriend/partner!!

4. Think From the End!! ex. omg im so grateful that my sp is sooo in love with me they treat like a goddess!! , omgg my sp is so lucky 2 have me!!

Stage 3 ; Affirmations

now this stage if just me giving you some Affirmation ideas bc i have alot and ur affirmations (basically ur thoughts tbh) l

*Sp Name* constantly craves my attention!

*Sp Name* is so lucky 2 have such a perfect partner like me!!

*Sp Name* is always distracted by my overwhelming beauty

*Sp Name* thinks about me all the time

*Sp Name* always finds themselves daydreaming about me

*Sp Name* basically lives 4 me!!

*Sp Name* is always thinking about how im so perfect and no one could replace me!!

*Sp Name*’s only concern is all my live and time!!

Im always on *Sp Name*’s mind i basically haunt him!!

so that can kinda give you an idea of some affirmations and they should only be putting you on the pedestal which brings me 2 my next point !!

Stage 4 ; Ur the Prize

NEVER EVER PUT UR SP ON A PEDESTAL!! this is about YOU, you are the prize not ur SP they’re the one that puts you on the pedestal ur literally perfect like i mean cmon on now they’re completely and utterly obsessed with you they’d move heaven and earth 4 u no matter what it is NEVER put them above you they’re the one that worships you!!!

Stage 5 ; 3D Vs 4D

Remember LIVE IN THE 4D when presented with the unfavorable ignore it and keep living in the 4D never reacting ti whats the 3D is showing you !!!🎀⭐️

3D = Blue 4D = Pink

“i wish *sp name* was texting me > me and *sp name* are always messaging!!

“my sp thinks im ugly” > “my sp is always telling me how beautiful i am”

“*sp name*doesn’t like me” > “*sp name* is literally so grateful that were dating”

just to kinda give a few examples !!

Stage 6; Reminders!⭐️

The Moment you affirm its your

you’re the prize

YOU’RE the ONLY power

PERSIST no matter WHAT

Affirmations = Thoughts

You can have ANYTHING !!

gif creds: @itschoahyuna

[kookblurx]

" Scars " - dabi pov [ oneshot ]

��� SUMMARY: he caught your interest the first time you saw him but whenever you tried to get a better look at him ... he dissapeared into the night

→ GENRE: fluff; anxiety; cuddled; reader chasing after dabi; romance; sweet moments; mentions of burned skin & scars; f! adult reader.

→ RATING: 16+

→ NOTE: hey guys, im currently in my MHA phase; thanks to the new season. so i will write more MHA oneshots or fanfiction. preferably about dabi, kacchan & deku. if you have any one shot ideas you wanna see with dabi, please send them to me <3

MHA MASTERLIST ♡.°₊ˎ SONG FOR THIS ONESHOT

the moment you first laid eyes on him he seemed like a scared cat, a cute cat to be more precisely. something about his aura screamed danger but no matter how hard you tried to stay away from him ... there was always something pulling you closer. maybe it was his light blue eyes which flashed from underneath his hood whenever you catched a glimpse of him. those eyes haunted you in your dreams, made sure that you would never forget them. even on the news you saw his eyes but never his whole face. it made you crazy, he was so close and still so far away ... so far away from your reach.

next time you were able to get a glimpse of his figure was around 10pm. who would had thought you would find him after shopping for some night snacks? ignoring the grumbling of your empty stomach, you lost no time as you headed after him. inside your head you already had the best excuse for him. or at least thats what you thought because the moment you went after him into a dark alley, your gut feeling told you to turn around. it was too late.

as you spinned around on your heal the hooded man was right in front of you. it was too dark to see anything, only the light of one of the street lamps illuminated the alley. sadly not enough to fully see his face.

"why the fuck are you following me?" his voice had a hint of annoyance in it.

that annoyance was the reason why you didnt replied immediately. damnit, you even forgot the excuse you had prepared. fidgeting with your fingers it was nearly impossible to get a sentence out of you. of course the stranger noticed that, an annoyed huff was heard.

"did you swallowed your tounge or what? i asked you something"

god his voice was so deep it nearly made you melt inside. you probably looked like a stalker to him or to every other outsider who could see you right now. luckily around this time not many people pass by this street, mostly because of the recent villain attacks. as the silence became more painful to bear you finally spoke up.

"i just .. wanted to know who you are. I always saw you around my neighbourhood but i wasnt able to get a good look of you" you and your honesty.

"aha, you just wanted to know who i am? bullshit. where are the heroes huh?"

for a moment you didnt understood what he meant. you knew none of the heroes personally, let alone their numbers to call them. did the stranger really think that you would call some heroes to take him away? but there was another thing which made you curious. why was he so scared of the heroes, why does he immediately thought this was some kind of trap. unconsciously you reached out your hands into the direction of his hood. sadly the stranger wasnt fast enough to react as you slowly pulled the hood down from his head. it was still hard to see anything but the soft light from the street made it a bit easier. finally you were able to see his blue eyes up close, they were so bright even in this dark alley. another thing you noticed was his burned skin around his eyes and underneath his mouth ... covering his lower face completely.

it took you a few seconds to finally realize who he was. his face was so familiar and these burns.. let alone his eyes. you knew who he was, his whole face was plastered on every newssite on the internet. he was dabi, the most feared villain out there. only yesterday they talked about a family home which got burned down onto the grounds. luckily no one got injured but it was still pretty bad. slowly you lowered your hands.

"you are ... dabi right?"

"bingo little lamb, are you scared now? knowing that you ran after a villain who will kill you? a villain who looks so hideous that your blood runs cold?" it was obvious that dabi had fun cornering you but you on the other hand .. were curious about something else.

again you reached your hands out, touching his face. your fingertips brushed over the burned skin and maybe it was just your imagination but you could swear that dabi gasped for a second. his whole body became stiff as your fingertips roamed over his harmed skin. suddenly you felt sad, heartbroken and more. those burns must had hurt a lot.

"what the fuck are you doing? dont touch them so casually!" dabi tried to sound angry while he was taking aback by your actions. no one ever carressed his skin like this before. everyone else was always scared of him and his appearance.

tilting your head a bit you finally met his gaze. you could tell how anxious he was, even if he didnt showed it. dabi's skin felt rough underneath your fingertips, it wasnt soft rather wrinkley but you didnt mind. dabi gulped heavily as your hands moved down on his neck to the hem of his shirt. you could only imagine how deep the burnt skin went on. not wanting to pry you looked back up at him, this time with a smile on your face.

"i think they are beautiful. I dont see what could be hideous about you dabi"

taken by suprise because of your words, dabi stumbled a few steps back. in his eyes you were completely crazy "I- what?! dont say that so casually! do you have any idea WHO i am?!"

"yeah you are dabi, the villain who appears on every newspaper and forum"

it clearly bothered him that you arent scared of his appearance let alone his reputation. with both hands he grabbed the hood just to put it back over his head. dabi wasnt having any of this any longer. he turned around on his heels "you are fucking crazy, you know that?!"

mumbling and grumbling to himself he hurried out of the alley, as the light illuminated half of his face you noticed a slight red shimmer on his cheeks. this sight alone made your heart skip a beat. maybe dabi wasnt that bad after all. maybe everyone else around him just misunderstood him. with a humm you walked out of the alley after him, before he passed the corner he looked back at you again. meeting your eyes his face lit up bright red before dabi pulled the hood deeper into his face.

"hes really cute" with a smile in your face you walked down the street into the direction of your home. making sure to search for him the next time too.

[conspicuous-clown-car]

lemme ramble for a bit

so i have this story in my head of my self insert and the bs they go through while working at the pizzaplex for like 2 years as a night guard

and originally they were gonna die at the end of it before the events of security breach, smth about them finally getting what they wanted bc that’s one of the reasons they wanted to work there in the first place. but i thought that was way too sad, despite, yknow, it being a horror and if i was in their place id definitely be dead before then. plus there are some things worse than death in the fnaf universe. so i decided to veer away from angst for this story and go for a more thriller horror (maybe psychological) type thing yknow? makes it more fun

THEN i was like yo what if ghosts kids start haunting them to help them find their killer and there’s like 1 for each pizzaplex animatronic (excluding freddy and roxy bc they got gregory and cassie). and it could be super angsty bc 2 of the kids were inadvertently killed because of moon and one was killed by moon, and my s/i is super close with moon right? so it would be like a moral dilemma, bc they want to help the kids but they still want to be friends with moon, but they’re also horrified that he killed a kid. and my s/i would start dreaming and sleepwalking, forced by the ghost kids to relive their deaths to try and find who killed them. but then i started thinking about the timeline of that, and it would mean moon would’ve had the virus or whatever years before this story takes place, which isn’t what i wanted nor did it make sense. so after a while i was just like nahhhh, and it didn’t really mesh well with the story of security breach anyways, its more sci-fi than supernatural now, and including the ghost kids would just be too much crammed into self insert story i have. the kids designs im still gonna use tho lol

NOW after getting back into fnaf after like a few months of not really caring about the lore, i’ve been watching more theory videos and book summaries and stuff like that and it made me shift my whole view on security breach’s story

so i’ve decided that i wanna stick as close to canon lore as possible and make gregory and vanessa/vanny more present and important. i want to focus more on the issues with ai, and show the slow downfall and problems with depending solely on them. i also need to figure out why my self insert has plot armor bc anyone in their situation would’ve been fired or killed by now (i don’t have to stick that close to canon for this i guess). but im just gonna justify it as they’re a pushover who doesn’t ask any questions and just does what they’re told, which is pretty much what got the other employees fired or killed bc they did the opposite (they’re also a huge nerd about robots so they end up being good friends with all the animatronics which is a HUGE plot point in this story, friendship is the real magic love conquers all etc. etc.) don’t get me wrong, they are fully aware of how wrong things are in the pizzaplex and how some things vanessa has told them don’t add up, but they are a good little employee (they are a severe people pleaser) so they feign ignorance to it all.

my self insert being autistic and having adhd is also a big thing i wanna include, bc there’s some really specific shit about their autism that would affect how they survive and stuff. things like trauma responses, masking, unmasking, meltdowns, and shutdowns that will affect their relationships with the others and will domino affect over time and lead to them surviving. idk ive just been thinking a lot lately about social interactions and experiences i have that are negatively or positively impacted specifically because of my autism. choices choices

i also want to make sure that it’s clear how neglected all the animatronics are. not just the dca since it is intended to be a s/i x sun and moon story. but there’s a lot of issues the in game messages have talked about with the animatronics that seem to happen because no one is bothering to help them. they just put a bandaid on a situation but they don’t fix the root problem yknow. also, my s/i doesn’t think the animatronics are sentient at first, and i want that to be a big thing that gets explored several times throughout the story bc i love thinking about robot sentience.

at first i was gonna have monty sort of start to be nice to my s/i, and maybe they could be friends or even have a sibling type relationship (red hair lol) but then i was like nah, monty being an asshole is what makes his character interesting. plus his behavior is a nice contrast from the rest of the band. though i think it would be funny for some characters to think monty is my s/i’s favorite at first bc their hair is dyed red

i also want sun and moon to be as close to canon as possible. while i love love LOVE pretty much every dca x reader fic i ever read, i have a preference for canon depictions of sun and moon lol. no hate to fanon depictions of sun when i say this, but ive been lost in the sauce of fanon sun for too long, and i wanna make him passive aggressive, and sarcastic, and picky, and fussy!! but still an anxious wreck and a people pleaser perfectionist. i’ll admit im still struggling with this. it was kinda hard to get a gauge on his personality at first because until help wanted 2 we had only seen how he interacts with kids. and even though in universe that isn’t the real sun it’s the only indication we have of how he interacts with adults, so im taking it. moon is still gonna be mischievous, creepy as hell, and won’t talk much, but he’s not gonna be killin anyone (yet), he’s just gonna be kind of a stalker lol. also the dca and freddy have beef for some reason, it’s a personal head canon of mine but im adding it to this story hehe

lots of physical injuries, several concussions, a migraine so bad they loose the ability to communicate properly (smth i experience) will all happen to them, bc i am throwing them through the ringer. they will be stressed more often than not. get projected on idiot (i say that as if this isn’t my self insert and is literally me)

tbh this story would mostly be just a slice of life, shenanigan, character driven thing for most of it. but then little things brought up in the past will become important to the plot later on.

like how copyright music can’t be played in front of any of the animatronics or else they will freak out :]

that’s all lol

[ryuichirou]

Replies

Short replies today! A couple of follow-ups and miscellaneous ones, and quite a lot of Crewel/Deuce related replies~ A bit unhinged at times.

Anonymous asked:

anon that wanted more info in Edmund here, can confirm nebula college is going on my patiently-waiting-to-be-fed list

Hehehe YESSS Thank you so much, Anon!! I can’t express how happy I am that you are interested in it. And since, once again, Katsu does the majority of the heavy lifting when it comes to anything Nebula-related, I’m right here with you waiting to be fed >:3

Anonymous asked:

I wanna see a spin off called Mobile bs the World, where Mobile has to fight Wallace’s Yandere evil ex Todd to date him.

Omg Anon, please have mercy, Todd isn’t surviving this. This isn’t going to be much of a fight… I feel like Mobile is a much more powerful psychic than Todd, he also has the power of intelligence and Wallace’s love 😔

That being said, I can picture this battle ending unexpectedly and quickly not because of Mobile’s psychic powers, but because Wallace would be confused about why Todd thinks he is an ex – he isn’t, they weren’t dating after all. After hearing that Todd is just going to disintegrate…

I ship them so much. 💪😔

Anonymous asked:

on april fools we are going to get our lovable robot dog in the global version of twisted wonderland. I feel like this means something

“Oh you thought it was a Disney Otome game? Jokes on you: this is a cyborg dog BL VN, and Ortho is the main character, and he is out to get everyone” 😔 Definitely.

Anonymous asked:

I hate how im now wondering if now duece is going to be imagining teacher x student stuff now, with him being the student. Lol

I think we got this one before posting yesterday’s Crewel/Deuce piece, so uhhh congratulations, Anon, you saw right through us lol

The idea definitely never occurred to him before, I feel like Deuce is the type to get surprised by the fact that his teachers in fact do have their private lives and even have sex… such a big and wild idea for his silly pretty head. But he won’t judge!!

Anonymous asked:

by any chance could that new deuce and crewel art have anything to do with deuce seeing him buy a shit ton of condoms? *Don't mind me and my horny fantasies*

Yep~ This is pretty much a follow-up, although I’m not sure how these pieces are tied story-wise. Maybe they aren’t, but both are teasing the same thing – Deuce would look hot when dominated by Crewel.

I think our conclusion is that this bad boy is being punished for being oh so nosy and falling on the floor in front of his professor… he seemed like he really craved his attention, and he got it <3

(fully ignoring the fact that it was Ace who pushed poor Deucey)

furubatsu asked:

Why do I imagine that last Crewel and Deuce pic just being poor Deucy's dream (or nightmare, depending on how panicked he would be waking up) for the next week after that encounter? Poor boy's squirming every homeroom and potions class for ages until Crewl has to sit him down and talk about it.

Yeah, a couple of people mentioned that it looks like Deuce is having a dream/nightmare, and honestly the concept is very hot lol Especially if this is like you described. i.e. the thought/scenario is haunting Deuce and leaves him extremely flustered, confused, unfocused and freaked out.

He could live in this anguish a little bit before this dream becomes reality… just as he convinces himself that stuff of that sort wouldn’t happen to him.

Anonymous asked:

Looks like deuce is getting some extra credit either that or punishment for failing a test or an assignment

Once again, also an option lol Out of all the student characters, I feel like Deuce fits this “punishment for failing a test/getting extra credit” scenario the most, maybe it’s because of how hard he tries to get better and how prone he is to doubting himself. He is also pretty gullible, so an easy target for Crewel, but not so easy that Crewel wouldn’t even get interested in him.

Anonymous asked:

I rise once again from the dead for one reason. Actually, many, your art is absolutely delicious still.

Anyways, thank you for the Crewel content. Have a funny little storytime from earlier this day.

It's has become an inside joke now because we sent it to one of us who dyed his hair dark slate and cut it short recently. It started with the comic where we noticed he lowkey looked like Deuce. So the next day, when we saw the follow-up, we got his ass while he was on a coffee date with his current fling. I facetimed him like it was an emergency and then immediately showed the picture to ask for clarification for where he was last night. Got a chuckle out of his date[he's a vibe], but our friend is mad at us now

- 🐩 anon

Good to hear from you again, 🐩 anon, I’m glad you’re enjoying our stuff~ And your friends too I guess LOL

Oh god, your poor friend. Being outed like that by some rando’s drawing from the internet, I am so sorry 😔 I’m glad his date found it funny though!

Anonymous asked:

do you have any more twst teacher x student ships?👀

Hmm, I don’t think so? Nothing major that I can think of, at least. But we do think of some boys with Crewel here and there: Epel could fulfill a similar role to Deuce because he also has to work extra hard for good grades + a bit gullible; Idia is our favourite boy and could also technically be used for shipping purposes here because of his unique circumstances (i.e. he doesn’t always go to classes, but has to be present during some lab work, so Crewel has extra reasons to pay attention). We’ve talked about Crewel and Vil before but it doesn’t quite give us the sparkles we need, even though we have nothing against it; and we’ve talked about potential Trein ships (or lack thereof) in this post.

I also have a huge beef with Vargas because I can’t figure out why he just doesn’t click with us. Maybe it’s his design? Maybe it’s his attitude? Which is bullshit, because I can imagine someone similar to him working wonderfully, but with Vargas it’s crickets, unfortunately. Which is SUCH A SHAME, because this man CANONICALLY RUINED Idia’s thighs and physically completely exhausted him MULTIPLE TIMES, and this is SUCH OUR THEME TO PLAY WITH, but somehow it just doesn’t work. 😔  

Anonymous asked:

Is is it bad that part of me can see Crewel having one of his dogs (likely a Dalmatian) fucking Deuce as punishment while Deuce is begging for Crewels cock

Anon, yes. Yes, this is very bad, and we agree with you and support you. You’re saying things that people are afraid of saying out-loud. Pups should play with pups...

Anonymous asked:

Soooo…I saw the don’t look at him art of Idia on Bluesky and….Idia…Baby…I’m sorry but you’re way too pretty not to look at. Or stare at. Or…do other things to. Apologies for the unrestrained thirst…

Ohh, that’s an old one! I’m glad you liked it <3

Idia needs to get over himself and accept the fact that he is going to be looked at. Stared at, event <3 Such a pretty pink thing.

Anonymous asked:

I mean…Idia COULD conceivably cosplay as Hatsune Miku without any issues. Plus, he’d look super cute in pigtails. You could occasionally give one a good tug.

Sounds absolutely wonderful, but I feel like if anyone proposed the idea to Idia, he would reply with the biggest “no way” in return. Not only it attracts attention to his hair, everyone’s going to laugh at him for going for a cute anime girl cosplay! This isn’t fun, this is public humiliation! Yada yada lol

I feel like nothing is going to convince him that cosplaying as Hatsune Miku is a good idea… well, maybe Ortho’s puppy eyes could bully him into considering it.

Anonymous asked:

Dare I ask who was doing Idia while he was a maid?

Hmm, ��maybe I’m just shit at remembering my own art, but the only maid-related Idia drawing that I can think of is Lilidia one… and Idia wasn’t a maid on this one either, it was Lilia who banged him while looking all pretty uwu

Anonymous asked:

The day I forget to go anonymous is the day I cry. anyways more Adeuce PLEASE those two idiots are my comfort ship aghhhh they are so cute I will crush them with my bare hands

Thank you so much, Anon! We love ADeuce a lot, and I hope we’ll have more stuff with them in the future. We do have some sketches, but who knows when we’ll get to finishing them :(

Also no worries about being anon; if you ever accidentally forget about it, just shoot me another ask or a DM about it, and I’ll post your ask anonymously. I’m not replying to them directly anyways, so it’s all good.

Anonymous asked:

the way you draw violet is so... delicious. *Eats your art and leaves no crumbs*

Thank you so much~ He is our beloved depressed artistic kitten <3 bon appétit.

[yuujism]

Tainted Promises (geto suguru x reader)

Part 1: Tainted

| PAIRINGS: gojo satoru x gn!reader x getou suguru

| WARNINGS: suggestive, explicit language, smut soon (next chapter will have tags) woo plot, established relationship, cheating, toxic, revenge, angst, kinda modified so it can fit the story (implied to be set after riko's death and geto's spiralling but uhh...), reader's sex and physical appearance is never mentioned, grammar errors

| WORD COUNT: 2.1k

| A/N: i'm back but im not really back lol this is the first part of a small series I started writing like 2 years ago and found in my notes app so... why not publish it and let people read it even if i am not currently writing? anyway idk if people remember me but thank u for supporting my works even after all this time and liking them :) see you in 2 more years LOL (jk ... unless...)

They were the strongest.

Those words resonated as an echo in Suguru’s mind since that day, the meaning behind those words still a total mystery. Perhaps it was meant as a responsibility. An inevitable fate. 

An implicit promise. 

He didn’t think much of it before Satoru’s serious words struck him like a lightning inside the eye of the storm, coming back to Suguru in form of dreams. Nightmares. Images of welcoming bloody hands spread towards him, an invitation, perhaps even a threat, to join a lawless world dictated by the untouchable. The strongest.

No. That wasn’t Suguru’s ideal.

Who cared about being the strongest among all? Rules were necessary. Listen to the higher-ups, complete missions, save and protect humans, swallow curses, taint yourself. Swallow, taint, conserve the peace. That was the job of a jujutsu sorcerer. That was the job of Geto Suguru.

Responsible, dutiful, diplomatic and strong.

So why was Satoru—his teammate, his accomplice, his best friend—different from him? A rule breaker, a rebellious soul with god complex issues, an idiot, incapable of seriousness and apathetic.

Why, even with all those flaws to Suguru’s eyes, could Satoru get someone like you in his life?

You, just like Suguru, followed the rules. A professional sorcerer that cared for the weak, getting out of their way to protect the smallest and even the biggest. Top of the class after him, Yaga’s right hand, the favourite of the higher-ups, probably even more trustable than Suguru himself. However, now with your brand new relationship with Satoru? Not that much. He knew that way too well.

Tainted. Making a promise with Satoru would get anyone tainted. 

The probelms seemed to have started one month after the beginning of your story together. A few weeks later, they were too obvious for Suguru -or anyone- to ignore. Hints of sleepless nights appeared on your features and the memories of an unknown scent that followed Satoru’s clothes kept haunting you along with the jealousy and hurt in your body. Missed calls, ditched dates and  a small bruise on your lover’s neck. It quickly became toxic. Almost unbearable. Suguru knew it. You knew it. 

And you both played dumb.

Responsible. You had to be responsible for your actions. You made a promise after all, and, ever the diplomatic sorcerer, you were intending to keep it. Swallowing the pain and hatred, the sadness and sorrow, the embarrassment and anger, you decided to keep living with the lie that was Gojo Satoru as proudly as your shattered dignity allowed you. You were better than him but for how long? 

Rules were necessary. You followed the rules as a religion. But what good did that ever bring you? 

Suguru could already sense it, perhaps even before you noticed. The corruption that anger and impotence could bring you. It was unstoppable once it started spreading, taking over your thoughts and ideals to then consume your actions. Satoru was the strongest in almost every sense that he became a poisonous time bomb for the ones surrounding him. It just happened to explode in your face to suffer the majority of the consequences. 

But were you the only one living them? You certainly weren’t the only one ignoring the menace that Satoru was. And definitely not the only one involved closely with said sorcerer. 

Suguru vividly remembers the shared laughs between him and his best friend after the story of how Satoru cheated on you. Repeatedly. A good fuck, he described you, his favourite toy so far. But Suguru knew him too well, right? He understood him better than anyone to even expect him to get in a serious relationship, right? That’s why they were best friends, the strongest, the rulers of the new to come sorcery world. Right? 

Right. Satoru was right. Even if Suguru’s brain didn’t stop replaying images of you with clenched teeth and hands closed in a tight fist, angry eyes staring at Satoru’s figure from afar to quickly change into your usual loving and submissive demeanour when he turned to look at you, he agreed. Even if Suguru felt himself become worse than he ever was when you gave him the sweetest of smiles even after laughing at you with Satoru for the nth time behind your back, he agreed. 

Because Satoru was hard-to-swallow for Suguru, yet he kept indulging himself into the bittersweet taste that was that friendship over and over again. 

Rules, responsibilities, strength, empathy. None of that mattered when Satoru was in the picture. The only thing that mattered was a promise. At the end of the day, they were best friends for a reason and you were with him for a reason.

That didn’t change the fact Suguru could treat you so much better. Be so much better. His heart dropped at the thought. Was he in the position to even think that after being accomplice of Satoru’s actions? After playing along and laughing at you? At this point, he was as guilty as your current cheat of a lover. But he could still have a chance, could he not? He was strong, responsible and professional. Would he be any better than Satoru? He thought he would. He hoped he would. 

Suguru’s mind started flooding with questions once again, self-doubt dripping from every single one of them until his thoughts were flooded with insecurities and rage. Rage? Strange yet oddly familiar. The warmth travelling over his body felt nice for once. No longer suppressed and set free to quickly come down from that high to feel guilty once again. Why would he feel rage towards Satoru? He was his best friend.

Was he?

Oh, how Suguru missed that little voice inside his head. A voice that he silenced long ago. The one that told him to commit the unbelievable, that went against all his morals and ideals, the one that ordered him to swallow and swallow, not for the greater good but for him to become stronger. Because he could. Because he wanted to. The voice that was as tainted as his thoughts were right now.

And now, as his chest tightened with anger and his body ached with hunger of power, Suguru never felt more as himself as he did now. Strong and capable, the maker of his own rules and own world. A perfect world. He was right back then when he thought of the weak as simple as that: weak. And he was right to feel what he avoided to feel all that time.

Power.

Suguru had the power to ignore the responsibility that came along with it. He had the power to follow his own path with his own decisions without having to live behind someone else’s shadow. To get what he wanted whenever he wanted. 

Responsible, dutiful, diplomatic and strong. 

That was Geto Suguru. And right now, he wanted you.

And nobody noticed. Not Satoru, his proclaimed best friend, who kept playing around lost in the pleasure of both you and the freedom of being the strongest. Not the higher-ups who kept relying on him to keep an eye on the threat that was Satoru. Not his acquaintances that followed him mindlessly into a slowly growing empire. His empire.

Nobody noticed the power growth in Suguru. Nobody except you. 

Strong. Suguru was strong in your eyes. With sly movements, smug smile and a powerful stance. Completely overshadowed by the confidence of your current lover until the day he looked at you from above. Both figuratively and literally. His eyes held a promise, a completely different kind from Satoru’s that you understood way too well it scared you. 

Carnal, passionate and angry. That was his promise. A shiver ran down your spine at the mere sight of Suguru, responsible and respectful Suguru, smirking at you. Dark and dangerous. A different Suguru. Because you both shared the same ideal. Rules were necessary. And this time he was the one who made the rules. 

You weren’t interested. At least you tried to convince yourself you weren’t. Rules weren’t meant to be broken nor renewed, not by Suguru, not by you, not by anyone. So why did you feel excited at the thought of going against your own morals? To break, destroy and betray everything and everyone along with your lover’s best friend? It shouldn’t surprise you, in fact, you were not surprised. 

Your promise to Satoru started losing importance when you considered meeting with Suguru. You lied to yourself by thinking it would be to have a small talk, to ask for an explanation behind the meaning of that moment between the two of you and kindly reject whatever he wanted to propose. It sure didn’t matter anymore when you were under his dark gaze at the step of his door, mouth open in a silent gasp at the power Suguru, overshadowed Suguru, radiated, never losing his gentle and highly demanour as he let you in with a soft smile on his face and the smooth sound of your name leaving his mouth. 

A treacherous silence filled the room as time seemed to freeze between the two of you, staring at each other seconds after closing the door. 

You wanted to yell at him for even thinking he could get away with whatever he had in mind. For deeming you so low to think you would break the promise to Satoru and betray him when you were better than that. But were you when excitement was making your legs shake when Suguru’s eyes landed on your lips for a small second? Were you better when you couldn’t stop thinking in the way his large hands would feel on your body?

The answer was crystal clear: you weren’t. You never were. 

And realisation hit you. It hit you harder than Satoru’s cheating. And it sure hit you harder than the surprise you felt when you threw yourself at Suguru’s arms, lips crashing in a desperate kiss.  

Because all those times, Suguru could see through you and he was a great pretender too. He saw your hatred and your thirst for revenge, the constant fight within you to stop yourself from breaking the rules. To disobey the higher-ups. To betray Yaga. To hurt Satoru. They all deserved it. How pretentious of you to even think you were any better than any of them.

You and Suguru were the same. Responsible, dutiful, diplomatic and strong. Suguru just happened to be stronger.

As Suguru’s large hands roamed over your waist to push you closer to his own body as his tongue entered the warmth of your own mouth, you realised something else. You didn’t want Suguru and neither did he want you. What you both wanted was the power taht was long taken away from you. 

Power over a certain sorcerer.

It seemed Suguru noticed your change in demanour as your tangled your hand in his long silky hair and slightly pulled, the aggressiveness of your tongue along with his making him let out a groan that you swallowed with a whimper before he pulled away, a sly smirk on his face.

“You sure didn’t need any explanation, did you?” Suguru muttered as one of his hands traveled to your cheek, his thumb caressing your now wet lips as he eyed you. Such a gentle move yet so dominant. Expected from someone like Suguru. “Finally grew tired of Satoru cheating on you?”

That was unexpected.

Rage filled your body once again as you slapped his hand away from your face, glaring at him just the same way you’ve glared at Satoru when he wasn’t looking. Suguru chuckled as he grabbed your face once again, this time a little rougher as he turned you to face him again, other hand sneaking under your shirt to feel the soft skin under it. You held back a moan.

“Oh, come on. It was a small joke.” He playfully stated, long fingers drawing circles on the side of your waist as you grew impatient and angry. At what? You weren’t sure.

“An unfunny one at that.” You finally spoke and Suguru raised an eyebrow at the unknown and new stern tone your voice held. The sweet, professional and kind goody two shoes forsaken under his influence. “I didn’t come here for a stand-up show.” 

Your hands made their move again, landing on the collar of his shirt as you got closer again, anticipation giving you the confidence you lost before.

“I can see that.”

And just like that, your mouths crashes again, this time angrier, hungrier. Suguru’s comment about Satoru cheating on you lit an agressive fire within you that you tried to extinguish. But here, between Suguru’s arms and the feeling of his mouth now travelling down your neck, you finally felt free.

Next chapter (spicy) preview: "Your boyfriend likes sloppy seconds, did you know that? Should I just cum inside you and send you off to him dripping with my seed? Hm?"

[atiianeishaunted]

something i threw together before i go on vacation to give some incentive for people to get into this dumbass au thing i got goin on, the premise sounds insane but once you let go of any common sense its pretty chill over here . i swear !!!! ignore how i type liek a 13 year old on deviant art btw im cringe but free.....

some funfacts to make this ,. worth reading plus to give context:

this started because one of my ex best friends was REALLY into danganronpa and we were rp partners for a hot minute and liek . i ended up having a dream that kazuichi souda and keith kogane went to the mall together, told them about it n we were liek "hah thats funny" n then the danganronpa au was born even though i wasnt even into it at the time (became a major hyperfix and still is :'/)

the reapers canonically do fall within different age groups, all have unique deaths which play into their designs somewhat, uhh liek sheepdog got drowned and he has a lot of blue in his design, rein froze to death and also. is blue.,,,, a surprising amt of blue in these bitches ?.

sheepdog is a fan favorite and also alot of his fans turn out to be some flavor of freak and not in the funpilled way :( .. SIGH

when i mention fan favorites n fandom i mean on pixilart dot com i am .. heh a bit of a celebrity /j [i only have 5k] [ive been on there for liek 7 years atp

theres a whole prequel to the reaper project that follows an artifical god, and also theres technically 3 fake nations i made for this but like 1 of them is a pangea of the other two, also fake religions n cultures YIPPEEE

the reaper concept started with morse because i texted my friend red at liek 2am or smth n was liek "keith kogane corpse theory" and then i was liek "that sounds kind of epic" n now we are here ,,,,

one of my MAJOR dreams is to like see people with reaproj layouts, i make custom art for it n everything so if you end up getting into this request ur fav ill do it man

feel free to ask me questions or what have you, glad to answer, in fact begging for people to get into this i want friends !!!!!!!! and silly people in my phone!!!!!!! also this has been ongoing for liek 5+ years atp ,,,, unfortunately my special interest i fear but like s so epic i SWEARR, theres a lil smth for everyone, theres probably a reaper for your fandom, maybe, hence, the fandom tags, tried to tag every reaper's source media

^ do you see how many bitches there is in here!!!!!!!!! look at that!!

^ heres a further wip el oh el look theres morse and keith kogane normalpilled version, youve seen those two ! i think! sorry in advance if u were jus lookin for cool fanart n stumbled upon this but what is up, im lee,, i make cool art sometimes, known to haunt pinterest with a certain version of shep

anyway if u read all this ily hello! ur free to comment wtf or whatever, i encourage you to express whatever feelings of bafflement you may have, kissing u on the forehead

[py6oto]

more hlvrai x yume nikki au stuff!!!

this post is gonna have a lot more text than my usual posts. so sorry if you don't want that.

so people seemed to really like my idea (which is really unexpected !! i didn't expect it to gain any attention at all!!! but its also super awesome and im so glad they do!!) so ive been brainstorming a little bit.

heads up i know yume nikki is a very ambiguous game but im pretty new to it so if i happen to get any established information wrong please let me know !? ty !!

anyways. before we do the effects. please take some sprites.

(body horror ((multiple eyes, messed up limbs, gunshot sounds)) under the cut!!! pls stay safe !!! ) (also a huge lore dump. sorry!)

id think this au takes place in a universe where the resonance cascade was real (aka not a game or simulation) and it'd be like, maybe a few months after it. gordon is traumatized as hell and it haunts his subconscious to the point he feels the need to isolate himself completely. he relives his trauma through eerily consistent dream worlds and then dies on a random tuesday. credits roll. audience cheers. wonderful story.

the vision for the sprites is that tommy functions as a "friendly" npc (like monoko and the other girl i forget the name of please forgive me) and benrey functions as poniko, uboa being "xenrey" or essentially messed up alien benrey (the weird...white...blood....world...room...uboa takes you to when you interact with it is simply replaced by xen. that's it. benreys house is a direct gateway to that time gordon fought god and won and isn't that amazing.)

i might remake the "uboa" sprite in the future because i don't really like it right now. im very new to pixel art and imitating YMNK's style is a little hard.

i like to think this imaginary game would have the teensiest tiny bit of dialogue, only when interacting with benrey. when you interact with his "regular" form, he says "you're not supposed to be here." and repeats it every time you interact, not saying anything else.

i know one of the biggest things that makes yume nikki stand out is its lack of dialogue, but listen, i think it would work well!!! seeing as this is the only time a character actually talks to gordon through understandable dialogue (unless i come up with something else!! haha) i think it would be confusing and throw players off because it breaks the pattern of being either ignored or silently acknowledged. someone talking directly to you after hours of isolation is confusing and unpredictable. which is what benrey is. confusing as hell!

im not sure what function tommy would offer, if any, i kinda want him to maybe give gordon an effect (soda effect could work?)

i dont think he'd bring any jumpscares or intentionally unsettling things to the table. seeing as he was the only one by gordon's side when the rest of the team proved itself to be a threat, i think it's logical he'd remember tommy in a warmer light than the others- which is reflected in how instead of unsettling or ignoring gordom, dream tommy simply smiles and gives him the ability to drink a soda any time. soda effect.

does this soda effect make you see faster like tommy said?

as much as i'd love to, no. probably not. because i have no idea what the hell seeing faster means.

maybe you can get a caffeine overdose. if you spam 1 enough times you will get very fast for as long as the soda effect is on. like the bycicle effect, but better, because you can taste it!

but no, it won't help you see faster. i don't know how to translate that sentence into understandable english.

now, coomer and bubby!!!! i apologize very deeply for i have not made sprites for them yet. i promise i will!!! it's just very late today and if i draw anything else i will actually just pass out.

im not very sure what i want for them yet. i think theyd be similar to tommy, but they'd have different functions. maybe they all give gordon different effects. or maybe they scare him! i dunno, i feel like there'd be a certain level of distrust from gordon to the old guys, like, of course he doesn't hate them but itd be hard to remember them super kindly and harmlessly when one of them ruthlessly tried to murder you with 300 clones of himself and the other tricked you into an ambush that cost you your arm, as much as you love them.

also!!! i completely forgot gordon lost an arm when i made his sprite. oops. it's okay its just a very realistic prosthetic

anyways. this post is getting too long so i think I'll save the boomer talk for when i actually post their sprites. its time for EFFECTS !!

i haven't been able to come up with many words yet. but i have some effects and a slight idea of how gordon would earn them.

concept art is beautiful

from left to right (because my handwriting is absolutely hideous!)

SODA - earned by interacting with TOMMY. wherever tommy is??? i dunno! pressing 1 will make gordon drink the soda and earn a temporary speed boost.

CAR??? - part of me really wants to rename this one but it's so funny to me i want to keep it. it's just a car. he literally just whips out a car and starts driving. what a legend. this effect lets him get across water areas faster (even faster than the soda!)

LONG HAIR - literally just gives him long hair. there is no practical use for this. nothing will happen. it just gives him long hair. isnt he beautiful.

ARM - earned by interacting with a dismembered arm found... somewhere.... probably some dark room. you know that effect where madotsuki literally just becomes a head? yeah. this is that but it's an arm because of course it is. this is an opportunity and i will not give it up. there is no use for this either. it just makes him a slow sad lonely arm.

MINIGUN - found by interacting with a certain object in POTION !! WORLD !! YEAHHH!! DARNOLD REFERENCE !!! pressing 1 will let you shoot the hell out of your enemies and make them pay for their sins

SWEET VOICE - found by interacting with any of the orbs in COLOR WORLD. 1 will allow gordon to song a beautiful, colorful song that will soothe any npcs he might have angered and make them stop trying to murder him.

POWERLEGS - MAYBE given by coomer npc? idk! this is all brainstorming and a work in progress! 1 makes gordon jump real high, allowing him to reach otherwise unaccessible areas

GHOST - ghost. he's a ghost. he's transparent. he flies. 1 makes him do a little ooooo noise and all the npcs run away from him because the place is haunted. ghost.

GLASSES - literally just pick up some glasses from the floor. putting them on will uncover a few hidden details across the map that may be necessary for progress ... like a very small and specific set of stairs

SMALL - makes gordon very small. i thought the original effect was super fun so i just kept it unchanged. small gordon. he can clone himself and make a gordon army. small. im thinking he finds it thru a coomer clone that is abnormally small. he interacts. small effect. small!

SHORT HAIR - literally just short hair. gordon can't seem to pick a haircut!

UMBRELLA - ...umbrella. makes it rain. shelters gordon from the rain at the same time. can be used for the same purpose it has in yume nikki which is putting out fires or stopping pre-existing rain.

there's supposed to be more effects and i still need to plan all the worlds and hidden rooms but ........ maybe when the sun is out and i have slept and i can think better !!! let me know whatever suggestions or ideas you guys have. i love hearing them a lot ^_^ thank you if you read all of this!! i promise hlvrai animations are not over this is just an au that has temporarily taken over its okay my content is not changing to yume nikki hlvrai only

gordon no

2023.07.27

[batbetbitbotbut]

my slow cooker smells like cinnamon. MAKE IT STOP - A Reddit Saga

With thanks to Direct-Caterpillar77 for compiling this as a BestOfRedditorUpdates post here.

THE PROLOGUE: Too many apples. how to use them (that isnt a pie)? Oct 8, 2024

unicornfarthappyhour: went apple picking and ended up with wayyyy too many macintosh apples. ive already made 6+ pies, apple tarts, apple mini pies, baked apples... and i still have 2 dozen apples ..please share any ideas on how to get through a horde of apples

EDIT - THANK YOU!!! so far tonight i made applesauce and have 2 trays of dried apple slices in the oven right now! 14 apples remaining!!

mrmadchef: Apple butter? I think you can even make it in a slow cooker.

THE MAIN EVENT: my slow cooker smells like cinnamon. MAKE IT STOP Oct 15, 2024

i made apple butter and now my slowcooker has a permament cinnamon smell. i tried soaking the lid in soapy aater for an hour. i washed every part 8 times, unscrewed the handles and cleaned every nook any cranny.. but IT WONT GO AWAY!!! and its not a faint smell its a cinnaMAXIMUM smell in the lid.

is there a product i can use? or do i just have to accept my fate?

fruithasbugsinit: Try slow cooking two cups of 1:1 vinegar and water. Then let it air out and cool down for a day or so for the vinegar to go away. ETA: Unless you have birds as this can hurt or kill them with their sensitive systems.

unicornfarthappyhour: have I wronged you in the past? my home. my santuary. is being forcibly air marinated. I'm dry heaving with each breath as the tiny vapors of this weaponized witches brew of Cinnamon Vinegarette Salad Dressing deep dives into my esophagus.

FIVE HOURS LATER:

unicornfarthappyhour: the mixture of vinegar and cinnamon scents wafting through my kitchen is permeating through my eyeballs and directly into my soul.

wawa2022: Throw a piece of fish in that baby. You won’t smell the cinnamon anymore unicornfarthappyhour: squinting really hard at you lol

THE FOLLOWING DAY:

unicornfarthappyhour: As i drifted off to sleep last night i still smelled it, covering the inside of my nose. and dreamed i was pickled.

it seems that the cinnamon has effectively mutated in the fiery hell of its vinegar battle, and has has now become a biohazard. i soaked the lid in a big plastic tub with water, soap and vinegar mixture, because why not double down?

my sunk cost fallacy arguement has now made the bin ALSO smell like a spicy formaldehide.

my next attempt is sunlight, and open space....aka sneaking into my in laws home while theyre on vacation and leaving it on their kitchen table for a week.

im 99% sure my nasal membranes have adopted these defiant particles and have begun incorporating them into my mucus. my sneezes are spicy...

FIVE DAYS LATER: Update Oct 21, 2024

unicornfarthappyhour: Welcome back to my cinnightmare.

I had to drop off my ILs mail, so I checked on my lid. I was hoping that sunlight and fresh air would help, but my lid is not made of vampires.

Accepting temporary defeat I moved the fight back onto home turf, and got a new set of supplies. Shout out to u/generic-curiosity who reminded me about the hydrophobic properties of my cinnenemy. With this knowledge, I was ready to reengage in this battle

I armed myself with a bottle of isopropyl alcohol, a Love is Blind sized wad of paper towels, and…olive oil.

I scrubbed with alcohol, then rubbed it down with the oil, then back at it again with the alcohol. Out of context, that would make for an amazing party game.

this Sisyphean deodorizing battle will haunt my dreams for years to come.

I don’t remember how many times I repeated this alcohol and oil endeavor, but I’m going to choose the number 6, because of the evil connotations of the number.

Much like my spirit, the smell has died down and has become a repressed whisper of the wild soul it once was.

Satisfied that my slow cooker no longer bore the tonsil-coating scent of a season craft store mid-december, I went on my merry way. Ignorant, I Know.

As the days went on, and I continued to use more kitchen supplies, I began to think this was all in my mind – I just. Kept. Smelling. It. SOMEWHERE.

Like any sane person I started sniffing around my kitchen like a tweaked out 2 legged bloodhound. I had used a rubber spatula to stir my cinnncoction. Immediately binned it. I refuse to bend my will for the $2 spatula. And now, it will never see the light of day again, forever to think about how it failed to serve its culinary master. Forever to miss the hot broth it once knew. It must suffer in perpetuity for its betrayal.

And I am NEVER using cinnamon again.

the apple butter tastes amazing.

[cerberus253]

So, that Guy Named "Jack" and He Carries a Candle Around

After years not being on my mind, he finally showed up in my dreams some time ago and I've been thinking about him a lot (that's usually how my hyper-fixation gets re-kindled of an old character).

Contains- Canon Info, Headcanon Info (SFW and NSFW)

Veeeerrry long post

Canon:

- Is called "The Boogeyman. The For Real one."

- Poor back posture (is usually seen hunching over)

- Will kidnap you if you say his name out loud

- Loves Pumpkin Pie (just look at him smelling it!)

- Can levitate while awake and asleep, also those tied in his ropes

- Sleeps like a cat, does the "Stinky Face" like a cat (probably just squinting, but it's still cat-like), and does the "Raptor hands" thing

- Likes satirical sitcoms (F Troop)

- Polite and witty (he even holds his pinky finger up when holding his candle)

- Talks in monotone unless very upset

- Likes to eat peanuts

- Is rather one-track minded when kidnapping targets, ignoring those who have not said his name

- Is an escape artist

(pic of Candlej-- uh, y'know, right after Freakazoid (not pictured) trapped him. He got out pretty fast. Look at that cheeky bastard. Love 'im <3)

- The stitches on his mouth actually open up to a mouth (I saw it happen for a few seconds, so it's real)

Headcanon (SFW):

- Shows up and attempts to kidnap those who are actually scared by him, which are usually children.

- Answers to teens and adults if he wants to, since a lot of times it's for shits and giggles, parties, or weird cult stuff. Disrespect with the use of his name will not trigger him in this day and age!

- While Jack appreciates the wanted invitation to just hang out, he's rather an introvert and values his alone time, but does have his social moments.

- If he does show up [for adult strangers], and it isn't for kidnapping, its usually for Halloween-themed occasions (parties, fairs, carnivals, etc). Since it's usually around strangers, he just creeps around, watching people, either finding someone to scare or talking to those who seem interesting to him, or anyone who just comes up and chats to him. If at carnivals or fairs, he'd also play some of the games.

- I honestly believe, when his name is called, Jack can see the situation/setting he'll be getting himself into. Like, if just saying his name aloud will ALWAYS make him appear, then one could easily trap him in some max security prison. He'll know if he's floating into a trap or not, or if the callers aren't worth going after (especially in this day and age). Besides, if he came to everyone's beck and call, he'd be all over the place, and how could some people know about him yet be here? Survival of his kidnapping? Okay, so if you called again, he'd show up again, and now you'll know what to do to stop him. Why would he float into that? Anyway, yeah, I think Jack's picky and will only show up if you're actually afraid of him or are being serious about it.

- Has a strong sweet tooth, and likes salty treats. You will win him over if you can bake well AND bake his favorite things: Pumpkin Pie!

- Enjoys horror media (movies, TV shows, and books), specifically psychological and thriller ones. This includes watching people playing horror games or watching horror videos and get terrified by them. Will eat popcorn to it.

- Goes to candle and occult stores, which are the only places he'll actually pay for things other than rope. Where does he get the money? Uh... *whistles*

- Enjoys moonlit graveyard night walks (floats?), reading in dimly lit libraries, exploring old, haunted abodes, morning Autumn forest walks, etc.

- Pocket Dimension in his gloves, boots, and sack mask. He's gotta put all that rope somewhere.

- When outside of his kidnapping/villain hobby, he doesn't talk to strangers as much, preferring to let the other person go first, then indulging in conversation if he likes them enough.

- Doesn't talk about too personal of stuff unless he really really likes the person.

- Great listener and observer! Will be the kind of guy to remember seemingly small and insignificant details about someone he likes!

- Struggles to express his emotions normally, but when they are extreme they are noticeable (EX: The Peanut Incident of '97).

- Knows how to do all kinds of rope knots, easy and complicated.

- Doesn't mind physical contact, but isn’t the one to initiate unless it’s for scares. A little nervous if it’s romantic/sexual. Despite this, the Ghost-Man is TOUCH-STARVED, he's just unsure when it’s a good time to indulge himself.

- Jack is normally polite, and a little cheeky, to strangers, but when it comes to friends, he's also kind and considerate.

- Doesn't feel bad about kidnapping people, nor what happens to them after. However, if you strike up a good conversation, and get him to like you enough, he might change his mind. It would be a shame if such an interesting and compassionate person were to disappear and never be seen again... Don’t worry, he won’t stalk you (unless…👉👈 maybe he likes you a little too much 🙄)

- Why does Jack like to scare people and kidnap them? Yeah, he's weird, but what if it's because he's lonely and he didn't know how to socialize? Like, what if he was a creepy and weird kid that liked spooky things growing up, so people avoided him and he didn't know how to converse with his peers, so he found out that scaring people was a way to get them to notice him? Ya know, like "bad attention is better than no attention?" So now, as an adult, it's just what he does on a day-to-day basis because he's so used to it? Just a Theory.

- Jack’s a kind of Sheet Ghost. Him and the burlap and cotton/leather apparel are separate, like removable skin. Without it, he cannot eat. He doesn’t have to eat, but he likes to.

- Likes animals that people deem creepy/scary (insects, arachnids, deep sea fish, snakes, bats, etc.), but his favorite ones are black cats.

- Enjoys surprise gifts, including: Old books, old candle holders, baked goods, and spooky/creepy knick-knacks.

- I see him more as a Giver than a Taker kind of guy in any relationship, but when it comes to physical affection, he’s nervous and doesn’t usually initiates unless he can’t help himself, or he knows and trusts you enough.

- If ya wanna be friends with him, ya gotta be open and accepting of his (non-criminal) behaviors. Simply going out of your way to talk to him when he's around tells him you might want to be friends with him.

- If Jack [also] wants to be friends with you, he'll purposefully seek you out on occasions, scaring the shit out of you when you're least expecting it. Then he'll get down to casual stuff.

- If you have some sort of sensual (not sexual) relationship with him, he will accept cuddles and hugs when you need them. In addition, if you have trouble sleeping, he’ll sit/lay next to you to keep you company (might fall asleep himself).

- I’m gonna say this: Jack does, in fact, live somewhere. I am going to headcannon that he lives in an abandoned Victorian mansion that was left alone for so long that even time forgot it and now it sits between Life and Death in mist strewn woods. When people go missing on their own, they may stumble across it, seemingly empty, but Jack doesn’t like that someone literally entered his place so he scares them out. On the other hand, sometimes he invites close friends over for some quiet spooky time, but that hardly ever happens.

- His place is old, dusty, and dirty, which he doesn’t mind, but he also wouldn’t mind if someone wanted to clean it up (maybe that's why he kidnaps people). Just don’t kick out the rats and bats, change the aesthetic of the place, break anything that isn’t already damaged, install too many modern things, that sort of stuff. He still wants it to be old and creepy, but he understands if you need to charge your phone.

- If ya wanna be more than friends with him, ya gotta not only be open and accepting of him, but love the strange, dark, and mysterious things in the world (which includes him). Someone who’s kind, understanding, weird (complimentary), enjoys being alone with him, but also goes along with him when he wants to socialize; someone who isn’t extremely loud and energetic, but does give life and warmth around him; has a lot of similar interest with him, etc.

- Anyway, I think Jack is pretty inept when it comes to people flirting with him. I mean, yeah, he recognizes someone being really nice to him, but to get romantic, even physically? Nah, that's silly! Falling for a ghost is weird! Once he does get it, I think he'd be rather awestruck and confused, not really knowing what to think.

- However, you'll know he reciprocates when he leaves little gifts for you to discover (possibly even a Treasure Hunt!). or maybe even doing small domesticated things, like doing dishes, making breakfast/dinner for you, making your bed, etc. I don't see him doing laundry (undergarment respect) nor dusting, though. If he doesn't do anything, you'll definitely know he's been around because of the smell he leaves behind (candles and smoke).

- He struggles to know when you really need him around when it comes to emotional/mental struggles. Don’t get me wrong, he can recognize when you’re feeling that way, but doesn’t know what to do or if you need alone time, so he’s going to need you to tell him to stay or go, listen or give advice, and/or to touch or not to touch. Whatever it is, he’ll do it for ya because he cares and worries on the inside (referencing back to the struggle to express emotions). Communication 👏 Is 👏 Key 👏

- Not into hook-up culture. Definitely, at least, Grey-A in both romantic and sexual departments. Like, yeah, Elvira, Mistress of Darkness is a very pretty lady that he crushes on, but personally may be a little much for him.

- Appreciates if you helped clean his clothing attire. Being in the woods or a dusty mansion can get ya pretty dirty.

- Isn’t too picky with other peoples’ apparel, but he is fond of gothic attire. I want to say his favorites would be: Traditional, Romantic, Mopey, Victorian, and Medieval.

- Will help you with your make-up, King/Queen ✌️

- Okay listen, I don’t doubt that Jack may stalk people he has strong romantic interest in, because he’s a weirdo, BUT he is RESPECTFUL about it. He will watch you watch TV, doing chores, cooking and eating, doing sit-alone hobbies (reading, art, gaming, etc), doing taxes, sleeping (a BIG one), etc.

- He will NOT watch you do anything too…revealing (showering/bathing, changing, etc). He may be weird and lack certain social skills, but he knows when to look away…

Headcannon (Suggestive/NSFW):

-… HOWEVER, if he knows that he’s allowed to look at you naked, or doing naughty things, he will. He will. Might even sneak up on you to scare you, then to “help you out,” if ya know what I mean~ Despite this, I don’t think he’d be the kind of guy to watch and pleasure himself while doing so. I just can't think of him doing that. He's weird and creepy, not sick and perverted.

- Would set up a relaxing bath (with candles, of course!) for you after a long and hard day, resting against the side of the tub while you’re bathing, watching and listening to you. Maybe helping you wash yourself.

- Jack comes off as a Soft Switch to me, mostly leaning Soft Dom.

- Remember the “he knows how to do all kinds of knots?” Yeah, he’d have fun with bondage. I don’t think he’d be really aggressive with it, but in fact passionate and loving. Wouldn’t want you getting rope burn.

- If he did decide to “unwrap his gift,” he would do it carefully (again, to avoid rope burn) and methodically, speaking softly, monotonously, and sweetly while he comments on how beautiful you (his gift) is 💛

- I mean, you can suggest he use soft or lace-like binding rope fabrics so he doesn’t have to worry about hurting you, but he prefers classic, plant fiber rope 👌

- Expect playful teasing from him, both verbally and physically. Will use words like “naughty,” “silly,” “little tease,” “my beloved toy,” etc, and would tell you to mind your Ps and Qs (English Idiom for “manners”) if you want him to do something for you.

- Will call you sweet nicknames like, “pumpkin,” “darling,” “my dear,” “little moth,” etc.

- Normally he’d be wearing regular burlap cloth, which is rather irritating to skin (luckily he doesn’t have any), but when he wears the softer kind, you know he’s looking for a lot of physical affection.

- With said soft fabric on, Jack can finally really touch and feel you up as much as he wants and as long as he wants, really squishing, massaging, and fondling all those soft and squishy curves and crevices of yours~ 🖤

- If you want to really get him Turned On: LACE. NIGHTGOWNS. Walk around the house with it on, sleep with it on, cuddle with it on, get intimate with it on, etc. Just seeing the delicate fabric loosely hang around your form, and the intricate lace designs flowing around your chest, sides, and edges (also sleeves if applicable) makes him giddy and warm up fast. If you’re not wearing any undergarments underneath, I think he’ll get the message why you’re flaunting yourself in front of him~ 💖

- In addition, since he's so into scaring people, I think he'd be into playing Hide n' Seek/Cat and Mouse, with you hiding (the Mouse) and him seeking (the Cat). He'd be talking a lot during it, saying things like, "Where oh where has my darling gone?~," "I'll find you soon, my pretty~," and "Come out come out wherever you are, little one~."

- Of course, after finding you, he would love for you to try to run from him! "You can run, but you can't hide, my dear!~," "Running only excites me more, once I catch you, my little moth!~"

- After getting caught, "There, finally! I've caught you now, little rascal~ Now to make sure you won't be running from me any longer, love~" *brings out the bondage rope*

- I honestly don’t think he’d be into violent and aggressive sexual interaction. Like, despite his love to scare, I don’t think he’d try to bruise nor hold a real knife to your throat or anything like that. Legit the worst he’d do would be pretending to choke you or leave red marks on your skin.

- Jack’s favorite parts of you are anything squishy and soft, which includes chest/breasts, stomach, love handles, butt, and thighs. He just adores it when you smile and giggle while he lovingly squeezes any of said parts, and will continue to do so for your arousal. Then he’ll go for the other soft and sensitive spot that will surely get you heated and huffing~ 💗 Be careful not to say his full name, though! Or he'll just tighten those ropes around you!

- I’m not sure if intercourse would even be possible, but I know he’d take great pleasure in pleasuring you in any way he can, whether it be massaging, fondling, fingering, or using sex toys on you (maybe he has specific apparel that has a hollow dildo attached to his crotch so he can be in you XD).

- Jack would like really any position, but I think he’d prefer to hug and play with you from behind. He likes to feel you press into him (or he pressing you into him) when you’re rhythmically gyrating from his touch, and even better if it’s into the bed (he wants to be squished by you👌).

- Another location would be in front of a mirror so you, and him, can see yourself getting fondled/fingered/loved/fucked by him, blushing, smiling, and giggling, all the while stealing glances when your eyes aren’t shut from the pleasure. Additionally, turn your head and give him soft yet passionate kisses, using a possible free hand to hold his face against yours, to make him just as giddy👌👌

- One thing he would prefer is doing it in the dark, or dimly lit space with only candles to light it. Maybe start off in a dimly lit room, and one by one, over the course of the passionate and romantic affection, they’d be blown out until pitch blackness. That’s when he’d start fingering/fucking you, when your sense of sight is unreliable so your sense of hearing and touch are strengthened. Kinky AF~

Closing Notes:

- Like I said before, I see Jack as more of a Giver than a Taker. With friends, and close friends, he’s rather tolerant to all kinds of folks: Loud, quiet; eccentric, secluded; freaks, geeks, creeps, and weirdos; neurotypicals and neurodivergent, etc, just don’t be an asshole (racist, sexist, homophobic, a rapist, all that stuff). He enjoys watching the diversity of people.

- However, when it comes to romantic relationships, I see him like how I am: Yeah, I may have a handful of people I crush on/admire, but you have to really catch my interest for me to actually pursue you, which is quite rare.

- The types of people I think Jack would have strong interests in are the quiet, introverted/extroverted-introvert ones, and outcast types. He’d want someone who is kind, sweet, accepting of him, (trying to) understand(s) him, exclusive, mindful, considerate, weird (affectionate), giving, observant, patient, unique, quiet but not shy, has many similar interests as him, indulges in his hobbies, and their weirdness matches his weirdness.

- Then there’s the “darker” side of said person he’d also like: Reflective, mysterious, a loner (but not truly isolating), gloomy, obsessive (with interests and hobbies), struggles to show emotions but can express them, and prefers to have personal/intimate alone time with him rather than dates or parties every weekend.

[harlowhockeystick]

princess and nolan as taylor songs :

my qualifications: femme lesbian who loves nolan. at the age of 8 i had brain surgery, now i only make decisions with my tayfrontal cortex.

-Picture to Burn. she sings this at every minor inconvenience

-I’m Only Me When I’m With You.

-Tell Me Why.

-The Way I Loved You.

-Mr Perfectly Fine. she sings this to him all the time.

-Mine.

-Story of Us.

-Stay Stay Stay.

-The Moment I Knew. he missed their dogs bday party. by party it was her the dog, doggie treats and doggie movie marathon.

-Come Back…Be Here. missing her man on a roadie :(

-Blank Space boys only want love if it’s torture. don’t say i didn’t warn ya.

-Wildest Dreams. their song. period. this is playing her her head at all times.

-I Know Places. his fans are taylor swift level stalker.

-Ready for it…? KNEW HE WAS A KILLER FORST TIME THAT I SAW HIM WONDER HOW MANY GIRLS HE HAD LOVED AND LEFT HAUNTED. all of us princes. every girl gay they them on tumblr wondered this when they saw this man.

-End Game. every wag claims end game is theirs because it’s about wanting to be on the first roster. so many sports references.

-Gorgeous.

-King of My Heart. their story.

-Dress. contrary to the rumours it’s not black, it’s pink.

-Call It What You Want. MY BABYS FIT LIKE A DAYDREAM WALKING WITH HIS HEAD DOWN IM THE ONE HES WALKING TOOOOOOOOO.

-I Forgot That You Existed. not them, just nolan. @ Ron Hextall @ Bobby Clarke @ the entire flyers organization.

-Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince. need i say more.

-NO THEY ARE NOT PAPER RINGS. it is a very cute sentiment but not for them. she’s not asking for the most expensive, but defs good quality. her ring is solid and no chance of their union breaking.

-False God. idk if they’re religious but if they are they’re going to hell cause they might as well set up deity alters for one another since they’re obsssssessssed obsessed. like it’s sacrilegious and we should call the Vatican.

-Afterglow.

-peace.

-the lakes.

-gold rush.

-no body no crime. they are criminals in love. these two are defs hiding a body together then fucking in the bed of his truck under the stars.

-ivy.

-Midnight Rain. nolan vibing to this one. she is sunshine i am midnight RAIN.

-Bejeweled. her. he lets her be bejeweled.

-Karma.

-Mastermind.

allow me to elaborate?

picture to burn - "there's nothing stopping me from going out with all of your best friends" she screams that line whenever they have the tiniest of fights. like she just puts in her airpods and blasts this song. he looks on spotify and sees what she's playing and he's like "dear fucking god it was a joke"

i'm only me when i'm with you - "and i know everything about you" yeah nolan knows everything about her and she knows everything about him. to everyone else it's kind of creepy how well they know each other, it's like they can read each others minds. and they're not afraid to be themselves around each other, no matter how opposite they are of each other.

tell me why - "and i need you like a heartbeat, but you know you got a mean streak" is so them cause like they literally need each other, can't live without each other, but both of them have the biggest attitudes in their own way. they'll snap and pop off on each other, but they just can't seem to live without each other.

the way i loved you - needs no explanation. this is them.

mr. perfectly fine - no comment, she just sings this very loud and nolan likes it when she sings

mine - "you are the best thing, that's ever been mine" nolan puts that in his wedding vows cause he KNOWS how much she likes that song :,)

the story of us - "i would lay the armor down if you say you'd rather love than fight" cause at the end of the day, both of them hate picking at each other and getting on their nerves, and all they wanna do is just love each other.

stay stay stay - "nobody else is gonna love me when i get mad mad mad" it's true. even when she's mad, even when he's been ignoring her all day, they still love each other even at their worst.

the moment i knew - this is her song when he is on a road game during her birthday early on in their relationship and she realizes that if she's gonna stick with this relationship, she is gonna have to realize he can't be there for her during every single thing, and that sucks.

come back...be here - "i don't want to need you this way" if you've heard the story behind this song, the way taylor wrote it, you KNOW this is so them. she didn't want to get attached to him right away, she didn't want to get so invested when he was gone five days out of seven.

blank space - "i get drunk on jealousy" she hates when other girls slip into his dm's, approach him in public, try and flirt with him. she cannot stand another woman even looking in his direction. she doesn't intend on getting mad at him, but it comes out that way. if he wasn't just so......hot this wouldn't happen.

wildest dreams - "he's so bad but he does it so well" she knows about hockey players, the stereotype's about them cause after all she is cousins with nate isn't she? she knows what she is about to get herself into, but she can't help it. she falls deeply in love with a bad boy.

i know places - she hates that everyone is always trying to see what he's up to, seeing if he's active, so she loves and appreciates that he always keeps things so private, only posting once in a blue moon.

ready for it - "every lover known in comparison is a failure" nothing compares to their love; their raw, angsty, dirty, gritty, incredible love. past relationships combined are all specs of dirt compared to him, for her.

end game - "i don't wanna miss you like the other girls do" she knows that his exes miss him, and she doesn't ever want to experience that. she'll do anything in her power to make sure she never misses him like anyone else does.

gorgeous - "you've ruined my life, by not being mine" is her thoughts when she is forced to go home alone after seeing him for the fifth time at the suit store she worked at, and not even getting his number. she's forced to think about him day and night...until he comes in the store...not for a suit, but for her number.

king of my heart - "your love is a secret i'm hoping, dreaming, dying to keep" she wants to keep his love, his words, his touch, his everything to herself for the rest of her life. the moment they first kiss she owns him, she's his forever from the very first touch.

dress - "i only bought this dress so you could take it off" is actually true for her. when they're first dating, like only a couple of months in, she wears the hottest dress he's ever seen in his life in hopes that he takes it off of her later that night...which he does.

call it what you want - "i want to wear his initial on a chain round my neck" the first gift he ever got her was a necklace with the letter N on it, and she wore it until it literally fell apart. which she got very emotional over.

i forgot that you existed - she gets with him once he moves to vegas, obv, and as he starts to open about how he was hurt by philly she listens to everything he says.

miss americana & the heartbreak prince - he is her heartbreak prince, her handsome, her loving, her angsty, her mysterious heartbreak prince that she'll do anything to keep to herself.

false god - "hell is when i fight with you" she hates fighting with him. even though she is so stubborn, even though he is so hard headed, she hates fighting and arguing with him. and even in the middle of it, she would still worship the love they have for each other.

afterglow - "tell me that i'm all you want, even when i break your heart" when she overreacts, when she gets mad over the littlest things, when she gets frustrated, she still needs to know that he still loves her. and he does, he's convinced that there is nothing she can do that will make him stop loving her.

peace - "give you my wild, give you a child" even though it's a big debate for years between the two, she wants to give him a child, but until then, she'll give him the wildest days of his life.

the lakes - she just wants to escape with him, and every summer they do. each summer they escape to manitoba for the time being, just being by one anothers side and not being bothered by anybody else.

gold rush - they love going around their families and hometowns together, because they are such polar opposites everyone is so shocked. the hippie, mountain man that nolan is with real life barbie hanging on his arm, nobody believes it.

no body no crime - listen....if it really came down to it....they would kill for each other. but she also knows that if she were to ever catch him with another woman, both him and the woman would be killed dead.

ivy - "my house of stone, your ivy grows, and now i'm covered in you" nolan was a cold, frozen up, shut-off to the world man, and now he's covered in the warm life of his princess that he's so incapsulated to be in.

midnight rain - except, she is sunshine and he is midnight rain

karma - he knew, when he had the listening party with her (he wanted to sleep, but she forced him to stay up and listen) that when this song came on it was gonna be her song for a very long time. and he was right.

mastermind - "the first night that you saw me i knew i wanted your body" this goes both ways; the first time she saw him, made eye contact with his crystal blues, she knew that she was going to be screwed for a while. he knew that from the very first time he saw her, he knew that he had to have her.

hits different - "each bar plays our song, nothin has ever felt so wrong" that first time they break up/take a break they both know that they're meant from each other. the first couple of days they spend away from each other and not because he's across the country, they know that they're meant for each other. the first time he hears their song, he is using the only pink key that he has on his keychain to go over to her place, to make it right.

[crimsonicarus]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

tagged by the lovely @hungriestheidi <3  thanks for the tag love!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

19 works counting some anonymous fics I've done

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 

105,189 words!!!!

3. What fandoms do you write for?

actively only for F1 but i have also written for Football rpf and inception

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

A certain something in the middle (Charles/George/Pierre)

Landos George (Oscar/George)

The holding of hands and the breaking of glass (Sebastian/Charles)

Wrong Number (Max/George)

I don’t know how not to love you [And i'm fine being ignorant] (Pierre/Charles)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do! and I'm very fast at it lmao. I try to answer every comment as I really appreciate people using their time to leave commentary! sadly i am not good at coming up with good responses as I'm usually just overwhelmed by how kind every comment is

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I would say It's called: Free fall, just because I did let a lot open to interpretation, I think all my fics have a closed ending or something that lets you know I will go back to them. This one is very much open, None of us knows what happened to Toto, and I'm not sure if i was obvious enough highlighting that Lewis was god. Aside from that maybe Honey please try to love me as it is an unfinished work that started and ended with a break up

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Either I don’t know how not to love you [And i'm fine being ignorant] or A Fever You Learn To Live With (Nico/Jenson) The first one because its a getting together and its just soft, the second one is an established couple coming to terms with stuff and accepting mortality, it was cute

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not so far! all my comments are super kind and i love each one of them

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

porn with plot!

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

So far no crossovers, unless you count me throwing drivers from different eras and making them "friends" on my greek myth au (the only place where you will see nico rosberg and mark webber casually dropping Fred's Vesti and Jack's Doohan names)

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that am aware

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I translated one of my fics from english to spanish! honey please try to love me is available in spanish and english

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Im currently doing it! my dear @hrhgeorgerussell and I have some georgierre going on, that thing barely has a chapter but haunts me daily

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

I'm a multishipper, and especially what i do is taking my fave guy and shipping him with everyone so i can get more content, I dont have a favorite ship of all time, but i have some fave guys that i just love reading

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

The piano instructor Lestappen fic, it was cute until i started lowkey hating lestappen (? so now i cant touch that fic nor read anything with them 

16. What are your writing strengths?

Imma go with dialogue, @readingbythestreetlights usually points it feels natural, and ive started to see that too, I like how conversations flow on my works,

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

constancy? especially for my series.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I feel like it needs to be obvious, or have an obvious meaning. I usually end up finding it a bit problematic for readers so never do it? (i did it once for french but it wasn't that much)

19. First fandom you wrote for?

inception, Arthur/Eames if we re being specific

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

the entirety of my loving a god is only a tragedy if the god does (not) love you back but the first part, Once Upon a Dream may be my fave out of the three already posted

Tagging: @hrhgeorgerussell, @readingbythestreetlights, @63historian, @raewritesf1, @mars-mystic, @maxcuntstappen

[cowboylikeekatie]

reddie folklore quotes! this is one of taylors most poetic albums and i resonate with literature really well so this post will be really long ignore that

“i hit the ground running each night” - the 1 (eddie’s pov) (hitting the ground running is to be trapped in an overwhelming situation) (also track star eddie au that i live for)🏃‍♂️💨

“it would’ve been fun, if you would’ve been the one” - the 1 (richie’s pov)

“when you are young they assume you know nothing” - cardigan (richie esque but not pov?)

“i knew you, tried to change the ending, peter losing wendy” - cardigan ( eddie’s pov) (because richie tried to save eddie, he tried SO HARD!!! to save him)

“i think i’ve seen this film before, and i didn’t like the ending” (richie’s pov but pov doesn’t really matter” (it reminds me of the fact that eddie dies in every universe)

“and i can go anywhere i want, anywhere i want, just not home” - my tears ricochet (eddie’s pov)

“when i’d fight you used to tell me i was brave” - my tears ricochet (eddie’s pov)

“im still trying everything to get you laughing at me” - mirrorball (richie’s pov)

“you are not like the regulars, the masquerade revelers, drunk as they watched my shattered edges glisten” - mirrorball (eddie’s pov)

seven is them childhood friendship core!

“cross your heart won’t tell no other, and though i can’t recall your face, i still got love for you” - seven

“i think your house is haunted, your dad is always mad, and that must be why, and i think you should come live with me and we can be pirates, then you won’t have to cry, or hide in the closet” - seven (richie’s pov)

“please picture me in the weeds, before i learned civility, i used to scream ferociously” - seven (fits both of them SO WELL)

“back when we were still changing for the better, wanting was enough, for me it was enough, to live for the hope of it all, cancelled plans just incase you’d call” - august (eddie’s pov)

“all along there was some invisible string, tying you to me” - invisible string

“sir i think he’s bleeding out, and some things you just can’t speak about” - ephiphany (richie’s pov)

“hold your hand through plastic now, doc i think she’s crashing out, and some things you just can’t speak about..only 20 minutes of sleep, but you dream of some ephiphany” - epiphany (richie’s pov)

the teenage-ness of betty (the song) reminds me a lot of richie even if like the lyrics don’t

“the devils in the details, but you got a friend in me, would it be enough, if i could never give you peace?” - peace (eddie’s pov but richie’s works too)

“im a fire and i’ll keep your brittle heart warm” - peace (richie’s pov)

hoax but with eddie’s mom

“i want auroras and sad prose, i want to watch wisteria grow, right over my bare feet” - the lakes (richie’s pov)

i had to delete like 6 quotes because i was worried this was too long😭😭

[empresskadia]

okay hear me out

remember that scene where Red Team first encounters Atriox and how utterly outmatched they were? that scene where, even though Douglas manages to stab Atriox, the Jiralhanae simply moves him around before crushing his Mjolnir armor and (im assuming) dislocating/outright breaking his shoulder bone. something that's so rare and uncommon that it's unheard of. it got a yell out of a Spartan TWO. and then he gets effortlessly swatted away like a fly on the edge of Atriox's energy mace.

can you imagine how Douglas' S/O would feel when he comes back, having the life absolutely beaten out of him? it scares them. spartan IIs were powerful super-soldiers, the best that mankind had to offer. to see one have a portion of their armor destroyed and scorched, bones snapped and teetering between awareness and unconsciousness — his S/O is bombarded with so many emotions it becomes nauseating. Douglas does end up recovering, however the terror had already taken root.

this is a little bit of a stretch since i'm not too sure on the status of Red Team and the Spirit of Fire in the current timeline (im still a little miffed at how they didn't appear in Halo Infinite when Atriox was their villain), but once Douglas' S/O hears of the Spartan IV program, they enlist.

Douglas doesn't want them to. He's all too aware of the monsters that lay waste to this galaxy; Atriox was one of many. If he ever lost his S/O to those horrors, he'd never forgive himself.

Yet, S/O ignores it all.

They were ruled by fear. That memory lays waste to them every night, no matter how close Douglas held them in their shared bed and whispered endless comforts.

The nightmares. They keep coming back, never relenting. They witness the event that took place on the UNSC outpost; Atriox was there, hammer in hand, Douglas at his mercy. They scream, they cry. They try to move but something foul snaked up their ankles to bind their legs to the floor... and then a sickening 'crack' was heard.

They wake up sobbing, frantic. They cry out for Douglas, thrashing about, fumbling out of their bed, not caring for their disheveled appearance as they frantically scour the Spirit of Fire for their spartan. The workers on board that were there to see S/O running about immediately went to calm and console them, but it was for naught.

They continued to cry and howl. Their words were strings of ramblings that the workers weren't able to understand. So lost in their loose state of delirium, they began to fight back against the people that held them.

It took ten minutes before Douglas was alerted to what was occurring, and he practically bolted out of the conference room to find his S/O. When he finds them, fighting against the likes of two others, his heart weeps. He reaches to remove his helmet and rushes to his love, his words falling to delicate whispers that managed to cut through to his S/O enough for them to stop their movements.

They throw themselves out of the grasp of the workers and into the arms of Douglas, their eyes once again flooded with rivers that turn the rims of their eyes red and puffy. His arms lock around their smaller body; the spartan leans his head down, cooing softly into their ear that it'll be okay. He's okay.

This happens numerous times throughout the years; a haunting dream, always lingering in the shadows of S/O. It governs their mind at every corner, a darkness not even Douglas could quell. The only way they knew how to ease this curse is to become a Spartan IV. With the augments and training, perhaps some part of them will lay at ease. They'll be strong enough to be there for Douglas out on the field, they'll be strong enough to make sure he'll be safe, they'll be strong enough to save him.

They'll be strong enough for him.

Right?

(i like cliffhangers bc then it leaves suspense. will it have a happy ending or will angst break down the wall to introduce itself? you'll never knooooow)

THIS! I think my favorite concept right now is a Spartan’s S/o becoming a Spartan-IV for them. It’s so bittersweet and I could eat it up all day, everyday.

But adding onto this, they know Douglas doesn’t want them to become a Spartan but what else could they do to protect him? They hardly have a choice, especially if his S/o has the background of a Marine or ODST, they really don’t have a choice, they have to become the best for him. Nothing else matters.

They get called onto another assignment and moved off the Spirt of Fire, they tell Douglas that they are being sent onto another mission and they would be back before he knows it. They have a sweet moment together but Douglas can feel something is going to happen and stresses about it but Jerome tells him everything should be fine and if worse comes to worse, Jerome and Alice will go with him to find his partner.

Unbeknownst to him, his S/o got transferred to start augmentation and training, six weeks of no word from them and when Isabel hacks into their file, they’re have been listed under Spartan-IV - Pending for Transfer. Training Completed. Augmentation Successful.

[irritablepoe]

WAIT IM ALSO CURIOUS is there any poetry or maybe a poetry collection you really like??? IT JUST ENTERED MY MIND WHILE I WAS USING MY LIT BLOG PLS FEEL FREE TO IGNORE HSUWHSUWHS

THANK YOU FOR ASKING TOBI AND I'M SO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG! i was thinking which i would pick as favs and then i went to reread them all and then i forgot about this and then i reread them again💀 anyways, i made a short list and wrote a lil bit of why i like it ig?

sooooo, i only have 5 collections:

rachel oates: reflections on healing

the poems of nakahara chuuya

kurt tucholsky: zwischen gestern und morgen (verbatim translation: between yesterday and tomorrow)

berklie novak-stolz: lazarus rises (amongst other things) (idk if you know her from tt maybe, she's really cool and does fandom stuff!)

the poems of edgar allan poe

i have other online books as well but these are like collected works from multiple mostly german poets yk :3

ok i'm probably forgetting so many poems but i'll try to list as many as i can that i really like (a few will be german tho and idk how to translate them really but i'll try if i use direct quotes)

Herr von Ribbeck auf Ribbeck im Havelland - Fontane: someone will hit me for this bc it's such a silly poem about a dude that has a pear tree and on his death bed he says to lay a pear into his grave and ofc a pear tree grows out of it and continues his tradition of giving away pears. and idk it's such a nice thing to think about like your good actions can be carried on after death? it's very nice

The Haunted palace - Poe: reminds me so much of that one short story i wrote in which i personify the house, otherwise i just love poe's flowiness in his poems so so much

continuing with Poe - The city in the sea: oof such feeling of doom, it cannot be compared

A dream within a dream -Poe: there's a reason this is my header, idk why it scratches my brain so much

The Raven - Poe: i don't think i have to explain that one it's just a classic

just like Annabel Lee -Poe, god i'm in love with this poem

Zum Lazarus - Heine: reminds me of Ivan Karamazov, i don't think i can explain it well but it's kind of a criticism of guessing and hypothesizing in regards to god when we don't know what he's up to?

Sonnet 112 - Shakespeare: i'm sorry, but i might as well be frothing at the mouth at "you are so strongly in my purpose bred, that all the world besides methinks are dead"

same with sonnet 139 - Shakespeare

shakespeare in general ig?

(in the collection:) XXIII - Berklie novak-stolz: i mean "hope is a feathered thing i thought to be lost" COME ON!!

III - Berklie novak-stolz: "these words must be pried from my teeth" again. i have no words.

shame - nakahara chuuya: "why, oh why, this shame?" sfskdfhksdhk at this point i can't be coherent anymore i suppose; i've not read many of his works yet but i'm excited to read them

Loreley - Heine: captain is so mesmerized by a woman he sends his ship into the ocean; a classic, very nice, very enjoyable read

der spinnerin nachtlied - brentano (translation: the spinners (?) lullaby)

goethe and schiller are ofc very good poets but idk i haven't been hit in the face by them yk (at least not yet? or maybe school has made me immune to their writings idk, i did like faust a lot tho)

die brück' am tay - fontane

fontane in general has made some nice poems but i'm a bit traumatized by john maynard, like yeah good hero man and stuff but i can't take this serious anymore when i still hear my classmates and me singing that poem

elizabeth barrett browning!! probably especially "my heart and i", i've not read much of hers tho

okay that's like a good overview of what i like :3 again, sorry it took so long and this isn't nearly as long as i'd hoped it to be, but maybe i remember a poem or two later on that i've forgot to mention?

now i wanna know what yours are tho, if you have any👀