#this isnt very yellow my apology

[pickled-flowers]

Re: drawing requests

Sunflowers? Or maybe a layout of yellow things the way you did with the color pink

Have a good one! Happy drawing ✌️

I'm doing traditional art at the moment if anyone else wants some yellow things

[jazjelspen]

my angel baby

(alastor w/ angel daughter reader)

[caution!!: EPISODE 8 & 6 SPOILERS. NOT PROOFREAD]

(notes: alastor joins charlie and vaggie in heaven to convince them about the hazbin hotel. angel reader physically resembles a fawn. )

(right now this is considered a oneshot, unless there is a very high demand for a part 2 I'll happily make another one for funzies!)

(PART 2 IS OUT!!!)

(also apologies if alastor's last name isnt actually altruist LMAo I kinda just wrote it assuming so 😭 )

You made it to heaven, lucky you.

Heaven was surely a treat, you lived your days with the upmost happiness, the light of heaven shining on your skin with kisses as if praising you for your goodness and your sacrifices,

all your sacrifices.

You were currently taking the job over for St. Peter at the gates of heaven for just a few minutes to await for any wondering souls to appear, to help guide them while he came back from a lunch break. Normally they wouldn't allow a human soul like yourself with little experience in this kind of task to take charge of such an important job, but you were close to many of the high ranking angels and you have proved your proficiency in tasks that you set your mind to, so you were glad to help those in need.

You stood there reading through the millions of pages looking over all kinds of names, all seemed like names that you wouldn't normally hear back in your time when you died. Some you liked, others didn't exactly pique your interest much, but the advancement of names since the 1930s surely proved how much times have changed and how quickly time seems to pass in heaven.

You wonder if it is in hell too.

'Hell?..' you wondered as you shook your head and sighed, your mind has been on that place lately and you wondered if it was even worth the rent free space in your mind.

You were currently slouched over the book and decided to close it with a glum look on your face, your elbows now resting on the golden podium and your hands cupping your face.

Geez, and you've been thinking a lot about your old man.

What-- no wait-

You shouldn't call him your old man, let alone your dad, not even father, pops-- not even by his damn name.

Even so, as much as you hated it.. you couldn't help but still use his last name sometimes since it's what you were given when you were first taken in.

Your last name?.. why, you're forgetting already?

_____ Altruist is who you a---

"HELLO??"

You snapped out of your thoughts as your head slipped from under your palms, face planting onto the cover of the enormous book. In embarrassment you snapped your head back up and your wings followed suit, spreading open behind you in shock as your eyes searched for the voice that called out to you from below.

You finally darted down to see three oddly shaped figures, your panicked vision soon relaxing to see two girls and a man dressed in red from tip to toe.

How peculiar.

Your eyes only set on the girl at the moment since she was the one waving at you and basically begging for your attention.

"Hello hello! uh.. Down here!" The girl with long locks of pale yellow hair waved, her smile widening when seeing she's caught your attention.

"Ah- yes yes! Hello hello! Welcome to Heaven! May I.. uh-" you scrambled nervously to open the book in the middle of it, "May I have your name please?"

She nodded, also returning a bit of a shy attitude back "Yes of course! My names Charlie Morningstar!"

Just like that you flicked the pages to go to the names that sounded similar to the girl's, mumbling her name under your breath as your finger traced down each name on the list.. to your dismay you couldn't find it.

"You don't seem to be on the list ma'am.. how weird.. does this usually happen with St. Peter?.." you spoke in concern, mumbling the last part to yourself.

The girl then started to explain something about her dad getting her a meeting, your mind a little clouded still trying to find her name until you heard the forbidden name that no one inside the pearly gates ever attempted to say out loud.

"-- maybe try, Lucifer.. Morning...star-"

And just like that you slammed the book closed, no words coming out of your mouth but an exasperated look of shock freezing your face.

"Oh-hoho... that explains so much--" you gave her a small sheepish smile, awkwardly looking off to the side where your eyes couldn't help but drag themselves to the man dressed in red.

"Miss you don't think.. you could've..." your eyes at first looked at the man's waist, his coat lightly shredded at the ends and the stripes of the long suit guided your eyes upwards "-gotten..." up and up and your eyes met his. The red eyes, the ears, the small horns, the horrific aura, and..

Oh dear, you'd recognize that damned smile anywhere.

"--lost..?" the end of your sentence dragged on, taking a long while to finish since all you could think about is how this man is at the front door step of the place he shouldn't even be considered in being let to enter.

Alastor, your father from the living realm. Not connected by blood but by life and connection.

The man where you got your last name from by being taken in and called his daughter.

The red deer demon seemed to recognize you as well, a spark in his devilish eyes proved it so, but it was very brief since he more or less also seemed to relish the look on your face with his smile stretched further up.. however further up it could get.

Charlie seemed concerned at your reaction, waving her hand in front of your face gently as if to get you out of this trance. "Heyyy... are you okay?.." she asked with genuine worry until all of you were focused away from this bizarre moment when a set of three angels befell before you all. The two seraphims and finally-- St. Peter off from his break.

"_____. We can take it from here, we appreciate the help." The highest and oldest seraphim announced your name and her appreciation while gliding down a bit more earlier than the blonde angel you covered for, she and the younger seraphim's forms going from their true to more human-like appearances.

"_____! My dear friend thank you so much for covering for me, always a real helper you!" St. Peter popped beside you as he praised you while gently flying beside you, you looked up at him with a small nervous smile before opening your own wings to flap down from his podium and let him get back on the job.

"It's no problem at all, you know me! Always.. happy to help.." you spoke your last words to him before your wings gently took you down to set yourself beside another one of your friends, Emily! You never talked much to Sera that wasn't in a formal setting but Emily seemed so easy to get along with. She gave you a tight squeeze of a hug while saying hello which eased your nerves a bit more, of course they never fully disappeared with the man who ruined everything before you let out your last breath.. standing right in front of you.

The man that brought you up here in the first place.

The seraphims introduced themselves to the three residents of hell, the deer demon more quiet until finally finding a spot of silence to jump in and introduce himself as well.

"Why hello, a real pleasure meeting you two quite the pleasure! Never thought I'd ever get to see an angel up this close in my life HAHA! The names Alastor!"

The voice, the radio static over it, his name.

It was him, you recognized it as if you listened to him on the radio just yesterday, your own personal hell.

Whatever reaction or words the higher ranked angels said seemed to fizzle out of your brain as they were replaced with the memories of your last moments on earth.

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"Father!" you screamed as you ran up to your childhood home, the home to which you were raised and kept in, your home in which you lived in with your father, Alastor Altruist.

For sometime you had suspected foul play when it came to your father's weird actions when the night came, the tone he spoke through his radio show when announcing several murders happening across and haunting New Orleans. You just didn't want to truly believe that the man that found you, a poor little orphaned baby, and raised you would do such disgusting and diabolical crimes.

You couldn't believe it.. until you finally saw it.

Your legs scrambled and fought each step to become faster, finally reaching the door of your home you slammed it open with a strong kick after jiggling the doorknob didn't work.

You knew the next murder he would commit would happen in your home.. you thanked whatever force that made you disobey him and look through his study since if you didn't you wouldn't know that right now there was blood to be shed.

The door opening and with your kick full of adrenaline and panic it made the door barley cling onto it's hinges. There your father was, on top of a wounded man that seemed to be gurgling and gasping to breathe as the victim attempted to claw at Alastor's grasp. Pieces of glass and wood broken across the entire floor, walls bloodied and worn out, pictures that hung neatly now cracked and lopsided or shattered on the floor.

Whatever happened in here, the victim was sure a fighter in the beginning.

You immediately without hesitation with full force pushed Alastor off the man, pulling the bloodied stranger by his wrist. The victim and you stared for a moment, him mostly realizing that he's being saved by a young girl like you. His lips parted to thank you but you could see Alastor raise his kitchen knife in the air and sprinted toward him to stab him on the back.

With no words left to share or spill you grabbed the stranger by the shoulders and with all your might pushed him and yourself away so that in the end Alastor ended up stabbing nothing but air.

Alastor grunted in frustration, his bloodied smile yet never faltering despite the challenge you now gave him.

The man snapped his head at you, eyes fixated at you before snapping back to his victim and raising his knife up once more, in a haunting motion his steps creeped and creaked towards the injured New Orleans citizen stricken with fear and terror.

Just like that, Alastor slams his knife down with no hesitation. The knife fully in his prey with no inch of the blade uncovered.

Oh-- wait.

That shriek, the sobs, the shaky breathing and the coughs of blood.. that wasn't his victim.

It was you.

His daughter, he stabbed his daughter.

For a moment you could see his crazed smile falter, the humane part of him uncovering itself for a moment, for you.

His little girl was covered in her blood because of him, the little baby he found on that cold rainy day is dying because of him, his bundle of joy that he took years to take care of is leaving him.. and it's all his fault.

He didn't know it was you-- he didn't know you'd be that stupid to sacrifice yourself for some random prick.

He didn't know that in the end, someone as evil as him could have raised someone as selfless as you.

"p..papa..?" you whimpered, your painful coughs of blood spilling out and going down your chin and your neck. "It hurts-- g.. it hurts so much papa.." you cried as the knife in your chest seemed to feel as if it was melting into your skin, becoming one with you. It obviously wasn't but the pain was just that painful.

Alastor's smile faltered and kept trying to stay up, his own set of tears falling down his face and onto your cheeks that were slowly losing life. Regret stabbing his own heart the way he did to yours. He let go of the knife and instead cradled you in his arms, just like how he used to when you would have nightmares as a little girl.

"Shh.. Shh.." he shush you softly as he gently patted your head, moving away any uneven strands of hair he could spot with his hands trembling in regret. "Little one.. don't worry about a thing, papa's here.. " he mumbled, the gentleness replacing what once was pure aggressiveness.

Your eyes slowly started to flutter closed, your pulse slowing down, breathing less profound, your limbs going limp, and your face.. contorting into a peaceful state of slumber.

Alastor watched as you passed in his arms, his faltering smile picking itself up once more to stretch itself across his face with tears pouring out his eyes. This wasn't a smile of joy, it was a smile to hide what he truly felt.. to lie to himself. "My little angel, forgive me please."

Those were his last words to you, words that in the end you couldn't hear.

And that man he tried to kill earlier? He escaped when he was given the chance, Alastor was sure the cops were to invade his home soon.. now there was just one thing left to do before he'd be found once again to pay the consequences.

He took your body to a beautiful forest filled with flower meadows. Alastor knew this was one of your favorite spots as a young girl, why not let you rest here.

Ah but as he was preparing to bury you in your final resting place... that darn deer hunter.

Well, you know the story. Mistaken for a deer, shot, that's the end of Alastor Altruist and his darling daughter, ______ Altruist.

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As you stood there you were awoken from your thoughts with the high angels escorting the princess and her other female companion into the gates of heaven, St. Peter welcoming them humbly with one of heaven's popular songs.

You were frozen, in shock. A chill went down your spine as you felt a foreign energy come closer.

You felt long fingers grapple themselves onto your shoulder which made you dramatically turn towards the hand and away from it.

Your father wanted to talk to you.

Your contrasting colors and appearances made this reunitement even more uncomfortable for you, his demon form seeming to match his disgusting self that he hid from the human world before.

His face was hard to read, especially with that signature smile of his that even in death he would never get rid of.

"Little one, my darling daughter.." he spoke, his voice seemingly trying to seem genuine but the radio filter over it made it feel condescending to you.. as if mocking you.

The look on your face was evident, you missed him so much but hated him with your entire being because of that hidden side he kept for years.

He continued "My little ____... out of all places I never thought I'd see you here. Oh but it's definitely much better than down under my little dove.."

Geez what was he even saying?? What were his intentions..?? You couldn't tell.. after all this time, you couldn't forgive this man, this serial killer, this demon, this.. monster. You couldn't.. not this soon anyways.

You took a deep inhale and exhale before fixing your posture and stance, trying to seem more professional and confident. "Sir, your hosts and companions are ahead of you. You wouldn't want to miss your introduction to a place you'll never see again after this day." Your voice stern and professional, trying your best to be void of emotion.

"Darling.. is that truly a way to greet your dear ol' father?" He spoke, hand stretched out while the other held onto his staff.

"Your friends are waiting on you, don't be late Alastor."

Just like that you turned your heel and gave him the cold shoulder, your wings spread and started flapping. Taking you up and away further into your home.. Alastor watched you as you left him once again, this time by choice.

Ah but he knew, he'd have his darling daughter back soon. His little angel that he cared for will forgive him.. he knew you had to.

With his grin widening even further he walked to catch up to the Princess of hell and her partner into the pearly gates, to see what other thing could entertain him while his daughter snapped back to her senses.

(hello!! thank you so much for reading I had a blast with this. as you can tell. once again thank you so much for reading! hope to see you soon! mwa mwa!)

[kqtnap]

Hello can I request a Lawliet x reader

a girl detective who has grown up with him and watari but she stopped responding to the messages and attempts to communicate with him

Light Yagami

please

IN MY SOLITUDE.

l. lawliet x fem!reader

ꨄ︎ this isnt going to be very long, the 2nd part will be WAY longer im just trying to get atleast a bit of this out to show

ꨄ︎ content : fluff (?)

ꨄ︎ summary : fem!reader ignores Lawliets advances to try and contact her and eventually he gives up on trying. She later regrets this and makes an attempt to reach him and he lets her help on the kira investigation and eventually they make up.

ꨄ︎ side-note : im gonna be doing this in two parts because its a longer story >0<

ꨄ︎ wordcount : only 589 :3

"Watari, have you heard from her?" L asked, his voice laced of curiosity and concern as he sat cross-legged on the couch, a half-eaten plate of cake balancing precariously on his knee.

Watari, his eyes never leaving the multitude of screens in front of him, replied with a curt, "No, she hasn't been responding to my messages either." He says releasing a deep sigh.

The room was filled with a heavy silence that seemed to press against the walls. The once familiar chirping of birds outside had been replaced by the distant murmur of the city, a stark reminder of the passage of time. The warm, yellow light cast by the desk lamp threw deep shadows across L's face, highlighting the dark circles that had become a permanent fixture under his eyes. He took a bite of the apple, the crunch echoing in the quiet room.

"It's been months," L murmured, his gaze drifting to the silent phone on the coffee table. The female detective, someone he had known for so long, had suddenly gone quiet. They had shared countless cases, grown up together in the complex world of crime, and yet she had just disappeared from his life without a trace. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of anger at her sudden withdrawal, especially when he knew she had the skills and insight that could help him on the most critical case of his career, the Kira investigation.

Making a quick decision to contact the female, the dark haired male decided to send her one last email that could possibly change the situation and bring the two back together.

“Hello Y/N.

I would like to request that you meet me out for lunch at CAFEEL the coffee shop located in the underground section of Shinjuku Station in Tokyo tomorrow afternoon.

I have some very important things to discuss with you and I would greatly appreciate if you came alone.

Sincerely, L.”

y/n’s pov

My computer dinged, signaling i’ve received an email. I click over to the already opened tab to see one single email, I click it and soon im met with a breif email from L. Lawliet. My eyes darted back and fourth at the email, debating if I should write him a reply or just ignore it like have all the other emails.

I let out a shaky breath, contemplating my choices, I slide my mouse over to the bold ‘REPLY’ button at the end of the email I have received and I click on it. I quickly begin typing out my answer, feeling a light wave of sudden courage.

“ Dear L. Lawliet,

I hope this message finds you well. I sincerely apologize for not responding to your previous emails over the years; I appreciate your patience. I would be more than happy to meet you for lunch at CAFEEL tomorrow afternoon. It get how important this may be for our friendship and I understand the need for a private discussion. Please let me know what time works best for you, and I'll make sure to be there.”

I release a deep breath and start to stand up and stretch, releaving my body from being sat down in my old office chair for hours. I bend down a bit to close off my tabs and turn off my monitor for the night. I set the alarm on ny alarm clock for 9am to give myself time to get ready before I see my friend whom I havent contacted in years, finally heading to bed for a much needed rest.

WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT? >^<

this def isnt the best i couldve done but im not unhappy with it >_< i will try to do a part two of this as soon as i can but ive been very busy recently so..

and i very much appreciate anyone who has sent me requests i promise im working on them

and please criticize this and let me know what you think . tips/advice are appreciated >_<

and @alyssa-dayne please feel free to let me know if this isnt what you meant in the request i will glady rewrite it for you >_<

[rk-ceres]

George’s Revenge

George Weasley x Y/N (+18) George is a little shit

Y/n & George has been dating in secret for about a year and she gets fed up with him being fed up so she pranks him smut, rough, idk.

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Ginny was sitting in the common room doing her homework when you sat down next to her with a small smile on your face Ginny looked up at you with a raised eyebrow as you grinned at her waiting for her to ask you whats up she rolled her eyes at you before sighing out “Yes….?” She asked drawing out the ‘s’ sound confused as to why her brothers best friend was sitting next to her “Hey Ginny, can i borrow your Christmas Jumper?” “sure… but Why? And which one?” She furrows her brows “the blue and yellow one” you shrugged knowing that thats the one that matches George and Freds jumpers “and dont ask questions you dont want to know the answers too” you wink Ginny hands you her jumper with a raised eyebrow “i want it back later i hope you realize this Y/n” she said sternly “i’ll return it unharmed my dear Weasley! And heres something for your troubles” you said with a smile leaving your old notes and homework for her to copy off of finding Fred and grinning at him “whatever it is not happening” he doesnt look up from his Zonkos trinkets “five galleons” “im listening” “im pranking George” “no way.” He says immediately “ten galleons.” He raised his eyebrow “twenty.” “Fifteen and a chocolate frog.” You bargained “twenty or no deal.” He said sternly “half now half later and you cant split it with George” you said “deal”

A few minutes later Fred comes back from his dorm with all of George’s jumpers in hand “here.” He huffs “i had nothing to do with this you understand me.” He said with a toothy grin “yes sir” you sassed him handing him the rest of the galleons “why are you pranking him anyway? Youre only going to regret it later your boyfriends not one to forgive and forget” Fred said with a smirk “he let Alicia Spinnet flirt with him no one knows we’re dating but you.” You looked down with a sad smile “George loves you Y/n you shouldnt get jealous of Alicia.” Fred rolled his eyes “i just want to be officially together. We’ve been dating for eleven months it hurts to see other girl's openly flirt with him because they think he’s single” you pouted and Fred understood

****later that day****

George walks down the steps from the boys dormitories wearing Ginny’s jumper looking furious it looked like he was wearing a crop top he stopped right in front of you, Ginny, and Fred crossing his arms over his chest Ginnys hand flies over her mouth stifling a laugh that threatened to make its way out of her throat the sweater rode up even more as he flexted his arm and clenched his jaw in anger “ha ha. Very funny Y/n give me back my jumpers and release me from this one!” George said in an annoyed tone “have no idea what youre talking about love” you chuckle sitting inbetween Fred and Ginny who were laughing hysterically “this is because i hid your homework and got you detention last week with Snape isnt it?” He huffed “still dont know what youre talking about babe” you said picking your nails “maybe you shrunk that jumper in the laundry” you teased

“You know damn well thats not what happened!” His nostrils flared with anger his lips pulling into a smile of amusement “how much did she pay you two to help her” he looked between Fred and Ginny “what do you mean George? This is the first im speaking to her all day!” Ginny fibbed with a small smile “why are you still wearing it anyway?” She followed up that statement with a question “because the person that **did** this put a sticking charm on the inside of the jumper” George groaned Fred doubled over in laughter

“SHUT UP FRED!” George started to giggle “maybe you should be a little more nice to Y/n here and apologize” Fred chuckled “over my dead body!” George laughed you yawned stretching your arms over your head “goodnight Weasleys! See you tomorrow.” You chuckled to yourself looking back at George with a shit eating grin on your face “ooh you little…..” he grumbled

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**Two Days Later**

As you were passing the room of Requirement on your way to class you suddenly got pulled in and slammed against the door you looked up into his deep chocolate colored eyes and smirked “finally got out of that jumper did you Georgie?” His mouth pulled into a line “shut. Up.” He growled in your ear sending a shiver down your spine “youve been naughty babygirl” he dragged his nose along your neck “i have no idea what youre talking about Weasley” you smirked “you know thats not what you call me little slut” he raised his voice anger behind his eyes “youre only making this worse on yourself brat” he nibbled your earlobe gaining a moan out of you he smirked against your skin “oh so you can fuck me. But we cant go public” you spat out at him his eyes widened “thats what all this is about baby?” He asked softly you look away huffing “if thats what you wanted we could’ve talked about it “we always talk about it and its always the same ‘why change whats good already’ George its been almost a year!” You got increasingly annoyed with him “you let Alicia openly flirt with you touch you and you dont even care!” You yelled his eyes widened realizing what it was really about the prank everything.

He slammed his lips on yours biting your bottom lip roughly “only you get this part of me Y/n” he murmured against your lips “thats not cutting it George” he quickly stripping you down to nothing but your knickers grabbing your breasts roughly as he shoved his leg between your thighs pressing his muscular thigh to your increasingly wet heat gaining a whimper out of you “Look at you all needy and worked up did i do this in a couple of kisses love? Everyone knows that you belong to me. Body and soul” He groaned in your ear hands coming to your waist pressing your cunt down onto his thigh “well? What are you waiting for gorgeous” he flexed his leg you slowly started rocking your hips back and fourth his jeans giving you delicious friction on your clit as you bit your lip “ah ah ah” he tutted pulling your lip from between your teeth “i want to hear your pathetic noises as you ride my thigh go on. Let the entire castle know who gets you this fucked out within seconds” he commanded with authority he jolted his leg upward pressing it further into your wetness gaining a loud moan from your throat he smirked “Look at you… squirming like a bitch in heat so eager to get off on my leg gonna be a good girl and beg for me sweetheart?” He asked in your ear “skrew you Weasley” you moaned he brought his hand across your cheek another moan left your mouth turning you on further “you’re a little misbehaving whore who needs to be punished again.” he growled biting your neck “im going to keep you cumming til youre begging me to stop” he mutters as he grips your hips speeding your rutting up getting you closer and closer to your high “youre close arent you?” You nod eagerly he smirks at you pulling his thigh away from your heat immediately shoving three of his fingers in your cunt you whimpered as you started to ride his fingers in time with his movements you clench around his fingers when he brings his thumb to circle your clit “huh… look at you Thats it… fuck my fingers princess…. Soak my hand like a good girl” when your orgasam crashed over you his name came out of your mouth as a chorus he fucked you with his fingers through your first orgasam of the night “good girl” he said shoving the fingers that was in your cunt in your mouth “clean them off” he commanded you swirled your tongue around his digits he removed them from your mouth with a pop after three more mind blowing orgasams with his fingers and tongue he pulled away from your abused cunt

“On that bed now. Face down. Ass up.” He said with conviction you nodded starting to walk he pulled you back to him by your hair “crawl” he spat you nodded getting to your hands and knees crawling to the bed he unbuttoned his shirt and trousers coming up behind you looking at your wet cunt “So wet for me already” he growls “just for you George” you moan “i know baby he shoved his entire length into your sopping hole hissing at the stretch “You like this big, thick, fat dick, babygirl? You like the way I stretch out your slutty pussy out to fit in there?” George growled in your ear pulling all the way out then slamming back in immediately gaining a loud pornographic moan from your throat “George” you moaned “You can take it, I know you can, take it like a good girl baby. Youre doing such a good job taking me so good” he sped up his hips pistoning in and out of you hitting your g spot over and over again silent screams coming from your throat he grabbed you by your hair pulling you up against his bare chest holding your arms behind your back his free hand wrapping itself around your neck squeezing just hard enough to cut your air flow forcing you to listen to his voice “Look at you you little whore taking me so good, look at that i can see my cock in your stomach. So deep isnt it, so fucked out for me baby. So sexy. Who does this pussy belong too. Tell me.” he bites your earlobe letting go of your arms opting out to rub at your clit as he roughly fucks your abused hole when you didnt answer immediately he delivered a harsh slap to your clit velvet walls squeezing him perfectly “you! It belongs to you!” You screamed “good girl baby” he praised rubbing slow circles on your swollen clit “Gonna cum again? Thats pathetic. Why dont you just squirt for me. Make me all filthy, since you cant control yourself around me” you nodded your head eagerly at him gaining a chuckle out of him “beg.” He commanded “please George please i need to cum please please please” you moaned out “cum for me” he said simply and merlin did you wetness gushed over the two of you he chuckled “do i fuck you that good? You really do like being fucked like a slut you just squirted all over me baby you feel so good…” red tinge came over your face as he flipped you over and slammed you down on the bed “Fuck, you’re so fucking sexy when you come. What a gorgeous little slut…. Shit Baby… im Gonna… fuck… you’re gonna make me come, So tight good girl” he slammed his hips into you for the final time painting your walls in his cum groaning

When you came down from your high George pulled you onto his chest rubbing circles on your skin “i love you Y/n/n, only you, i belong to you only you baby you dont have to be jealous you know that” he cooed “i know that. You know that but no one else does… you know how much that hurts? Seeing them flirt and touch you and you doing nothing about it?” You didnt meet his gaze then it clicked in his head you were insecure and needed reassurance “okay baby.. okay” he said softly kissing you gently as you fell asleep in his arms

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You sat down next to George Fred sitting on the opposite side of you slowly making your plate with a sad look on your face when Alicia and Angelina came sitting next to George you stiffened in your seat about to get up when George’s left hand placed itself on your thigh stopping you from moving “Goodmorning Handsome” Alicia smiled at George “Alicia” he gave a polite smile “so i was thinking, this Saturday you and i could go to Hogsmeade together” she said with a flirty smile you started to pack up “I appreciate the offer but its mine and my girlfriends one year anniversary on Saturday; I’m taking her to get her nails and hair done, and im getting her a new dress for our dinner and a movie date. Y/n and i already have plans for the entire day none of them include me going to Hogsmeade with you.” George turned around and grabbed your hand “i dont mean to be rude, or maybe i do mean to be a little rude but you have no chance with me you never have, and its annoying being flirted with constantly. shes already got everything i have to give her.” He grabbed your hand and placed a chaste kiss on it “shes everything i want” he sighed standing up “now if you could please stop flirting and touching me? Its making me and my girl really uncomfortable” he turned to you “ready to go Baby? We’ve got potions” George kissed your forehead you smiled at him “thank you” you whispered walking out of the great hall hugging his waist

[toaster-hair]

"There's a Human In The Neighborhood!" (i apologize in advance) chapter 1

it isnt easy being a human in an all puppet town, especially when they’re all oh so curious about your anatomy!

warning: this fic is kind of gross. not nsfw but talks about bodily functions. some slight wally x reader but not really. reader is gender neutral but afab

i only wrote this bc i knew no one else would xP

(edit: this was originally posted on wattpad btw! i would post this on ao3 but uhh im like 3 years too young to have an account on that site)

If there was a word that could describe you the best, it was simple. You wanted to live in a simple neighborhood, date a simple person, and have a simple life. Which is why you were so willing to move when you saw an ad in the newspaper showing off a cute safe little neighborhood. You loved your parents but they were awful for your mental health, and after a small incident where you accidentally broke into someone’s house while drunk, you were desperate to leave. 

After many days of packing, and many days of promising your parents you would call them, you were revving up your car and driving to your new life. You brought one of your cats with you, your mom begging you as the poor kitty would be sooo sad without you. As you drove, you felt the food you ate that morning process in your stomach. You would have to check the bathroom out first things first. 

Once you arrived at the neighborhood you quickly found the new house you bought. It was pretty small, which made sense considering the price. The odd thing was how much it lacked color. Everything else in the neighborhood was bright and colorful, but yours was a pure white. You guessed you would have to paint it yourself. You hired some people help you carry stuff in, you would have a loonngg day unpacking everything. After everyone left, you quickly excused yourself to the bathroom. You didn’t get to see any pictures of the inside of the house, so you had to look around for the bathroom, and every other room. And then, you finally found it.

And there was no toilet.

It wasn’t that you mistook another room for the bathroom no, there was a small bathtub and a sink, but no toilet. 

Just then, you heard a knock at your door. You decided the anomaly could wait, maybe this was some weird town where everyone used a porta-potty. You quickly made your way to the front door, wondering who it could be. You hadn’t met anyone yet. As the door swung open, you were quite confused. You didn’t see anyone! Then, you heard a monotone voice. 

“I’m down here, silly.” you looked down and saw a very short, very odd looking stranger. He had yellow skin, no, is that skin? A perfect blue spiral pompadour, and no nose. He looked straight out of the muppets! “My, you’re an odd looking one. Tall, as well.” It was true, you were pretty tall compared to most, standing around 6’2. But how were you the odd looking one? “I’m Wally Darling, charmed I’m sure. What is your name, neighbor?” 

You tilted your head to the side and told him your name. Just as you were about to ask why you didn’t have a toilet, your sweet little kitty walked by and rubbed your leg. Wally went down and gave the cat many pets. “Say, Y/N. Would you like to have a walk around town?”

“Sure.” It was only a small walk, you were sure you could get back in time and figure out why there was a lack of toilet space. Wally showed you everything Home had to offer. Which wasn’t much, but that was fine for you. He showed you Howdy’s place and the post office, and even introduced you to your new neighbors! They were all very.. Lovely. But you could tell something was off. None of these guys were human, were they? But if they’re not human, then what were they? Then, you felt it drop to your bottom. Where the hell was the bathroom?! 

“This is Home, your other neighbor! I live in Home, Home is a very nice neighbor, aren’t you Home?” Wally asks the house. Home responded with a delighted creak.

“Wally, this is great and all, but I did have a question, well, a couple actually.” You said. Wally turned his head back to you, awaiting your questions he’d be oh so happy to answer. “Uhm, Wally, do you think you know why my house doesn’t have a toilet?” You asked. He kind of just. Stared at you. 

“What’s a toilet?” He asked. You were shocked.

“You know, the thing you poop in?” 

“Poop? Is that some human thing? You’re the first human neighbor we’ve ever had. Us puppets don’t know what “poop” is.” 

You were even more shocked. “What were your other questions?” He asked.

“Well, you kind of just answered them already.” You answered.

“Hey Y/N, seriously, what is poop?”

You groaned. You really didn’t want to explain what poop was to a grown man, no, grown puppet. “Well, when a person eats, anything that can’t be used as energy is converted into waste, and you have to poop it out. In the toilet.” you explained to him.

“Ohh, how do you poop it out?”

You explained to him how humans pooped. Even though he didn’t seem to know anything about human anatomy, he did at least know that what you were talking about grossed him out. “Ohh.. well, I’m not sure how to help you neighbor. No one here owns a toilet. Howdy might have some at his place, but it’s getting late. Do you want me to walk you to your house?”

You quietly agreed, but you didn’t really need to. Everything was pretty close together, with Wally’s house… erm.. Home being smack-dab in the center. 

For now, you decided to use a bucket. You’d be calling to have a proper toilet installed the next day. After that, you took a bath, made you and your cat some dinner, and called it a day. Unpacking could wait for tomorrow. You just hope the bucket wouldn’t stink up the place too bad. You would have to learn how to live in this weird puppet world.

[thewizardprincessau]

hey. dont cry. dissection of the passerine animatic + the accompanying character study ok? ok.

tldr: my son chun tao she is so fucking ill

Honestly Passerine is THE Chun Tao song. To me. bc it fits really well with his religious guilt, but i also like to recontextualize the chorus to instead be him talking about eri. they were the one really pulling the weight during the early days of their friendship, and chun tao feels a lot of guilt for that

but first! the animatic! it centers around chun tao's guilt for eri being so sweet to him despite him being a stoic ass cold bitch. i actually color-picked the palette from the album cover of eurus (that passerine is from) and slapped on a noise filter to achieve that same grainy effect. it looks nice 2 me.

eri is represented in a distinguishing yellow, someone bright and unique to chun tao, while he himself is colored in the same white as all the other details in the background. While making him the same color as the lyrics helped establish they were His thoughts, him blending in w everything else while eri has their own unique color is his way of putting eri on a pedestal, viewing them as more important than he'll ever be. they're the monarch and he's just their prince consort. that's how he always thought of it.

i dont have much to say about these frames in particular but here are their corresponding parts in the study! theyre just meant to establish their relationship w one another before leading up to the next part, where he sees eri as this blinding light, but just cant let go of that one sign of weakness they had shown him during their wedding. a small glimpse of a them he didnt quite understand yet, and never made the effort to.

at some point, chun tao Snaps and berates eri for trying to get so close to him. at first i wasnt sure if his mindset made.. sense? but connecting the dots from earlier, it DOES make sense if you see it through the point of view that he sees eri as someone above him. chun tao isnt someone who deals with people and he's used to impersonal business relationships and he thought this would be another one of those which is why he's so shocked, caught off-guard, even offended at eri threatening his status quo. brother hates vulnerability, and it terrified him that someone was trying to get through his walls, so all he could do was lash out.

im not absolving eri of blame either though.. i think they still had some wrong in not immediately recognizing chun tao's boundaries. they were so eager to be her friend, they dont realize they might come across as overbearing. and they were, in a sense, but chun tao does also realize its unfair to them to take their innocent gestures of friendliness with so much malice. they just have conflicting ideas on the world, and it clashed, and no one's totally wrong but no one's totally right, they were just coming from their own places.

In here chun tao watches as eri reels back and apologizes for all the things she had shouted at them at. but it's also the same moment chun tao realizes that she does Not know much of anything about eri at all. it's very faint, but there's the outline of a sobbing younger eri staring straight at the screen, supposedly at chun tao, like a reminder of the eri she never got to meet herself. one that was hurting just like her. and that younger eri still resides in the one standing before her crying too, she just never got to see that side to them because she never bothered to figure that side to them out. (AND the "your" is intentionally written twice, like its referring to both eri in the present and eri in the past. by failing to understand them, chun tao feels like he's failing both eris.)

as mentioned earlier, chun tao gets mad at eri for having a "perfect life" and thinks theyd never understand her. but. the thing is. chun tao isnt LETTING them understand her. she keeps pushing them away. and she realizes it was presumptuous to assume they would understand her, because well. she.. doesnt even know what eri's Been through atp. she just assumed eri's life's been perfect because theyre so composed and chipper, but she didnt know who they were a couple years ago at all. she thinks that bc eri's secret relationship is lovey-dovey that their love is perfect, but chun tao didn't see their toxic yuri of a start and that they face a lot of problems as a couple too. chun tao thinks that bc eri is so well-loved by the public that thats that, but she remembers that people gossiped AND gossip hard about them bc of their status as a non-sorcerer. they were dehumanized and alienated by the public too, just like her. and this realization hits her HARD.

he then tries to make an effort to be more involved in eri's life after this point, reconciling with them and becoming their best friend. okay tbh the scene described in the character study is NOT the same as the one pictured in the animatic but i HAD to get a hug in there somewhere.

the last two scenes are a BIG flashforward to ursa's creation, where chun tao is panicking hard about eri literally dying to create their homunculus baby. also ursa is drawn in white but has eri's yellow present too, showing how he's a combination of them, their little kid :D

the whole lyric bit of "but i cant shake this feeling that i was only pushing the spear into your side, again and again and again" is supposed to represent chun tao feeling like a thorn on eri's side causing them pain. he scolded them for being nice to him, and they went on to sacrifice their life in a dangerous ritual to create their son and uphold tradition, but he just feels so so guilty for all of that. he cant shake the feeling that he's a source of their pain and suffering, and it eats him up alive.

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ok ANYWAY moving on to the CHARACTER STUDY NOW!!!!!!!!!! just parallels and stuff w the writing

guys im a fucking feature writer of course im going to start and end with the same phrase ("chun tao is not a people peson, and his family knows this very well"). chun tao refers to two different families in the opening and closing segments: in the first he refers to his biological family, and in the second its about the family he found and made in quiro. both his families knows he struggles with social interactions, and his bio family (his cousins) make fun of him for it, so he goes on to detail how he views social interactions as a system, a formula he understands. his family in quiro instead tries to HELP him get better at it, and he instead recognizes that social interactions are something personal that require heart and genuine investment (shown in how he notes that ursa cares about him deeply), even moving past his frozen style of speech with the mention of jokes. tldr he's fucking cringefail at socializing and his bio family called him cringe but his chosen family said he's cringe but free. what

Perfect life/love/reputation. At first he hates eri for having these "perfect" things and thinks theyre sooo happy because of it, but later on realizes that their life isnt perfect and neither is his, but he finds joy in what he has anyway :)

the repeated mention of chun tao saying he'd never fall in love with eri bc he's so stuck in his rigid view of romance, but later comes to love eri as his best friend AND love his found family too :'3

chun tao wondering earlier if she should try to emulate eri's pleasantries, and ends up doing so later down the line! both lines have the same structure with the "quick greeting + smile despite being tired"

"Ahia" is Chinese for the eldest brother and it's also used to refer to children to know their birth order. Chun Tao calling Ursa this is an acknowledgement of him going to be a big brother soon! tbh in my head thats what the meeting eri called for is about but its just my headcanon (<== SAID THE ONE WRITING THE STORY)

ALSO i dont have screenshots to show but eri is only intentionally mentioned by name in the flashforward, to show how back then chun tao only saw them as THE princess/monarch but eventually comes to recognize them as eri, his bestie :3

oh my god i. think thats it? good god. might add onto this if i remember more but. thank you for entertaining my insanity why is this 1400+ words I NEED TO EAT BRUNCH

[thegeniusofplaytimeco]

Chapter 1: Consequences of Death

As I said in another story, this fanfiction started with the first one of mine, the writing gets better with the chapters, don't worry.

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Hello to everyone who is now reading the first chapter, This is my first fanfiction besides my other story. English is not my native language so I apologize in advance for grammar and spelling mistakes.

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Third Person:

An approximately 180 cm (5'11") tall man with Reddish-Brown hair is seen walking a long dark passage. wearing a white lab coat that holds slightly above his knees.

"Man, nobody really comes to this thing huh" His shoes rattle on the floor as he stares bored at the ceiling. Finally he sees the light about 10 meters away and starts to walk a little slower.

"This is the second time this week that I've had to play baby sitter here, are there no other experiments here or have they all died already? "He finally arrives in a room with a large pane of glass, lots of control consoles and computers and another person.

"Ah... there you are Y/N you know, 1006 is literally waiting for you!"

"Great Tom.... Now open the door so we can get this over with."

"Yes yes I'll do it......"

A large steel door slowly slides upwards and Y/N has to wait a few more seconds before he can finally enter the room, but before he enters he turns to his co-worker and gives him a shout.

"A one ton heavy door was a great idea" he says loudly and with Irony

"Yes, ehm.... you know the rules"

"Yes, very important for dead experiments Tom" Y/N replies quickly with sarcasm.

But without talking much further Y/N enters the Dark Room to take the game to the next level.

Y/N Pov:

I enter the Dark Room... Well, there is a light here, but it hangs a bit further away from the entrance. In the center is an old wizened wooden table with a pair of black boxes on top. I don't need to turn around because I know he's already noticed me and is already watching me.

"You've lost the last few rounds... so move to the table and finally accept your defeat"

"I'm not losing......... I am learning"

I don't need to answer because it isnt necessary anyway. At the table, I push out a small chair and finally sit down, take the black box that's on top, look at it briefly and see the blood red number "1" written on it.

"connect four" I hear from the dark half of the room in front of me.

I open the box and take out the table-like blue plastic game board, at the same time I watch from the corner of my eye as a long metal arm slowly pulls itself out of the darkness.

It never fully reveals itself, and I'm glad of that, because it may be my smartest creation, but it's far from the best looking.

"Red" is all it says as it pulls itself onto the chair and then stops moving. I slowly pass the red chips to the other end of the table so that only the yellow ones are left on my side.

"One round and that's it for today..." I say slowly to myself in a whisper. Not out of fear, but because I don't want to sit here in the dark and play mind games against a metal arm.

"I... start" And he's doing it again: copying voices, he can only do it because Elliot thought it was necessary to build him a special voice box. I just don't understand his fascination with this thing. But it doesn't matter, I'll win this quickly so I can move on... It's not the only experiment down here.

He places one of his chips in the bottom center. I already know what he's up to, a booby trap, the moment I concentrate on putting this chip in he'll connect on top. *Pathetic

I don't say anything and move my first chip further away, because I'm sure he won't waste his first moves on me, I don't think he's that stupid.

"zzzzz" Is the only sound coming from the darkness behind the arm, im already starting to think... Oh man  This is going to take long

I whistle very softly and he literally throws the chip at his old man. Seriously, he just wants to build himself so high, but it's clear that I'm not going to let him, so I place my second chip on top of his to stop him.

"bbzzzz youuu.... are not muchhh of an Taallker" It's Funny the way he drags the words out in front of him, copying the voices of a few coworkers, is he trying to intimidate me or something.

"I dont need to Talk to win this" I say without even making a feature of my face.

"Double" 'Already?' he wants to bet two chips at once... But he can't win yet, because I've broken his tower... 'Never mind'.

I don't say anything and just stare at him. After a few seconds he takes two chips and puts them both down on the floor next to his first chip.

'Not bad' I don't say it, of course, because that's also part of the rules I have to follow when talking to the prototype.

Rule Number 1: No compliments on an act on his part.

His move was the best possible move at that moment and he actually learns from every game and every person he plays against.

But that doesn't help him because with his two chips I close both ways again so that he can't place the fourth chip.

"so... you saw it" huh? saw through his obvious Play? ofcourse i saw through that shitty Play.

"rrrrr Bad Area" Oh that's what he means, he uses his eyes and his knowledge at the same time and sees the best possible move he can make at that moment.

He slowly raises his arm and I can hear the squeaking of the metal, after all, there was a long time checkup since the last one... well, nothing good came out. But that doesn't matter because he now has what I think is the most important chip in his hand. Either he places it cleverly now and drags out the game, or he makes the Mediocore move and I can beat him next turn.

"Here"... I thought so, but he does the second option ... And I thought he was learning.

"Youre Lukewarm 1006" With that I take the chip and slowly feel the cold plastic brush against the sides of my fingers. I have no time and no desire to prolong the game now and end it here. But something Instructs me.

'A vibration?' It is quiet but I hear it, with the chip in my hand I stare deep into the darkness and recognize small outlines of the true shape.

But I quickly realize that the noise is not coming from that thing. I slowly look down at my clean white lab coat and slowly slide my free left hand into the soft fabric of the side pocket. 'My Handy'.

I take it out for a second and stare at the screen, 'Unknown number ?'. can the prototype touch anything on wireless mobile devices in the vicinity. 'No' I press reject out of reflex because I don't know anyone who has had a new number in the last 30 days.

"Impor-" I don't let him finish and push the last chip in line.

"Four connected" I have won 'as always'. I don't say another word and stand up, shoving my hands quickly into my coat pockets. I thought he was much further along... But I was probably wrong.

"next time" Elliot's voice again, is 1006 somehow his lost son or something?

"It's 13-0, catch up" I say as I lean slightly against the steel door and look in his direction again, the metal arm slowly retreating into the darkness, 'he'll probably never show himself fully'.

Finally I'm out, raise my hand and give Tom a little sign, who then closes the door. 'He's not developing as fast as he was at the beginning, what's he doing all this time, planning something?

"So, how did it go?"

"Same as always" Tom smiles, for whatever reason, there are more important things and except-

Loud Virbration... Again?

I quickly step out of the control room and find myself back in the dark passages of the secure area.'...But who?'

I literally tear my cell phone out of my lab coat pocket and press 'Accept call' without even looking at the caller.

I slowly stretch my right hand in front of my ear, but before I do I brush some of my hair away. 'It grew again'.

"Y/N?" I recognize the voice immediately. My little brother: Rin, not a big talker either 'I guess he got it from me' I'm in the middle of work and he calls me here....'If only he knew what's going on here'.

"What is it?" That's all I say for now and neither does Rin, a few seconds of radio silence, he just doesn't talk. We have extra lines down here for emergency calls and everything, but it doesn't help much.

"You have to come home.... Mom died an hour ago..."

[kaphzzz]

please ignore this post if you dont want to see discourse on how a non native speaker isnt being purposefully rude.

sorry to put this not very happy post on my followers dash but as someone whose native language isnt english as well, i want to bring this kind of behaviour in the ask to attention because i can really empathise with op's reaction. and im usually a very nice person but incidentally today im also in an arguing mood.

and before someone accuses me of having this big of a reaction just because op is my friend, the below applies to all such situations. and because ive personally met this issue before too.

before you accuse someone you know isnt a mative speaker of sounding racist please consider their native language isnt english, and have trouble with grammar or phrasing things in a way thats politically/morally/whatever correct. someone who isnt super fluent IS GOING to make mistakes and maybe sound blunt or insensitive, and they are NOT doing it on purpose. please bear that in mind before you make an accusation of someone being racist or whatever.

instead of being accusing you can gently make a suggestion on how they may make corrections to the words they use.

and i do see that the person who made the ask does make a suggestion on how to correct the phrasing, and acknowledges the idea that op maybe isnt aware of the problem, but their focus really seems to be on the last sentence, which is the accusation that op is treating some particular race in a different and discriminating way and making others feel bad.

and yes, i know some people who sound racist/insensitive are actually being racist/insensitive. so how can you distinguish? go into that person's blog, and for the op here, you can clearly see she puts a lot of love and dedication into the art she makes for the characters, regardless of their race, and even while not being fluent she tries to vocalise her love for the characters in english.

so based on these observations: is she racist? no. is she maybe not the best at english? yes. you can even see first thing in her description that she has already made note of and apologised for her broken english.

to the person in the ask: maybe when you're basing your blame on the words someone use when they're not fluent in your language and making them feel bad about not speaking your language well, maybe consider the possibility that you're the one making her feel alienated and uncomfortable?

maybe me and the op can seem like we're overreacting, but imagine putting yourself out there and making an effort to communicate in english just for someone to bash you for it.

oh and before anyone goes pointing a finger at how op used the word 'yellow' for asian, hint: she herself is a 'yellow'. and this is because its a literal translation of the chinese 黄种人 (yellow race). yes, in english, its widely considered a slur. but here not meant as one.

tl;dr:

theres being sensitive about how people describe certain characters/races and letting others know you're uncomfortable, then theres being a rude idiot.

apologies again for not very happy long post and blunt words.

I want to start with the request of not posting this ask because I don’t want to attract discourse to your blog, and I’m assuming you just don’t know. I just wanted to say that when you describe a character(or person) as ‘The [insert race]’ it can strike people as alienating and uncomfortable? Bc the other characters never get described that way

Sorry but I had to post this ask 🙂 Anyway You are a coward who only dares to send opinions anonymously. Unfortunately today I am in a bad mood and you are driving me crazy 🙂 I don't speak English, and I don't know what you mean by "insert race". Do you mean ethnic minorities? I don't understand and I don't care! In my eyes, everyone is equal, there is no difference between whites, blacks, and yellows. I also treat the characters in my works equally. Because of my love for characters, I will spend time on fan creation. I like some characters more, and I draw more of their fanworks, and vice versa, do I have to draw the same amount of each character? What the fuck are you talking about? 🥹If you are not satisfied, just paint by yourself, are you noble? Point to my work with empty hands! ? 😅 Please don't be anonymous next time you come to accuse someone for no reason, so that we can all see who you are! 🥰

[hxneekyuu]

accidental kiss || tsukishima kei, ennoshita chikara, miya atsumu, lev haiba

request :  Hey Can I request a headcanon or one shot with Haikyuu characters (any of your choices) having an accidental kiss with their crush, you know, the cliché romance scene in drama's where the girl fell and male catches her and end ups kissing, or something when the girl turn around not noticing the close distance between the male, and their lips touches. Anything that is accidental

warnings : miya atsumu, Suna Gets a Haircut

a/n : so i did one of those random hq generator things bc i could only decide on one boi and that was tsukki,,, the results made me laugh so here you go -- btw these are all gonna be pre-dating bc thats just wonderful we love that

tsukishima kei

this is definitely all tsukkis fault

you two are at your house just vibing and at some point you head into the kitchen to make food

and hes leaning against the counter right in front of the cabinet you need to get to

but he has the audacity not to move the fuck outta the way when you tell him you need to get past 

so youre like ok fuck it and just reach around him to open it 

but the bowl you need is pretty high up so youre like on your tippy toes tryna get the damn thing and hes just sitting there watching you struggle 

instead of helping you like he isnt damn near 6′3″

but riiiiight as youve got the bowl, you end up grabbing it a little too forcefully and you bring like a million dishes down with it 

so ofc even though he definitely deserves it, youre not trying to concuss the poor guy with literal ceramic dishes raining down on him 

so you kinda lunge forward to stop them all from falling 

and, hearing the crash of dishes over his head, he naturally ducks because he doesnt want to die

honestly,,,, its more of a crash of your noses and foreheads but theres such chaos of like,,, trying not to die?? 

that at some point you just feel his mouth on yours and it deadass just stays there while you both are figuring out what the hell is happening 

eventually he kinda pulls back but only a little bc he knows youre struggling to hold onto the dishes and he doesnt wanna screw that up

and he doesnt even say anything he just reaches up awkwardly and helps you set the dishes back on the shelf

and then he grabs the bowl youd been trying the get the entire time and hands it to you with a completely blank face 

its a very awkward dinner im not gonna lie

mostly bc at some point he just starts cracking jokes about it and refuses to acknowledge it seriously bc he sucks

ennoshita chikara

ennoshita’s taking a break from studying with the second years on the team

mostly bc he never gets any studying done with them 

so youre studying together for a test at his house

and its just been many many hours of studying so ofc youre both exhausted

so its not surprising to him when you just pass out on your notes

but the thing is,,, your heads right on top of a sheet that he needs

and for a while he just kinda studies without it

he studies other stuff and tries to remember it on his own so he can fill in the gap in his notes

but eventually hes like fuck i really need these notes

so he just,,, tries to slide it out from under your head really carefully

and it involves a lot of him getting really close and trying to lift your head and a bunch of really soft cute things that would be super embarrassing for him to be caught doing

like,,, if you happened to wake up

which of course, you do

and youre really confused bc you can feel his breath fanning over your face and his eyes are really close but not focused on you, theyre focused on smth under your face

so you lift your head to see what hes doing

but he freaks out and moves his face when he notices youre awake

and its just a litto brush of your lips over his as your faces are passing each other

but the poor bub jumps back like you just shocked the crap out of him

and then he apologizes for like the next ten minutes and its impossible to get back to studying bc youre both just panicking internally

miya atsumu

this literally happens like it does in the movies

it all starts with a chase scene

that really you should never have been a part of

youre just minding your business walking down the hall after school on your way to get your stuff

and its pretty empty bc you had a club thing so its late afternoon and no ones around

and you just hear it

men screaming

and then he appears, barreling around the corner like his life depends on it

and youre like

this cant be good

and when he sees you hes yelling out for you like HELP ME 

but you somehow always manage to get caught in the miya twin antics so youre like

fuck no im out

but apparently youre not out bc atsumus grabbing your arm and dragging you behind him yelling smth about scissors and a haircut

and when you look back you just see suna rounding the corner, half of his little triangle haircut chopped off so he looks like a sad half onigiri,,,

but you know it was atsumu and that this man is definitely dead when suna catches him

so youre like okay fuck it i guess im helping him AGAIN 

and you get outside to a section of the school where theres still sports teams practicing and lots of people around so you hide in a corner together

but the Suna Energy is approaching so atsumu fuckin freaks and does that cheesy movie thing where he ducks his head down so he wont be seen 

but theres like a group of guys passing by and one of them just bumps into atsumus back and that shit just sends him right into you

and all he can think is “oops”

he only has one brain cell give him a break

but he just stalls completely and forgets about the whole suna thing

but ofc his hair is fucking piss yellow and suna has not forgotten

he ends up totally getting his ass beat  but after that little smooch atsumus definitely a bit keen to see you more often 

lev haiba

i fucking love this gif look at the litto shoyou go

this tall babie does not know the meaning of personal space he has no functional understanding of a Bubble

honestly he probably gets dangerously close to kissing you on a regular basis, considering you’re seatmates in class

he’s just ALWAYS in your space

at first he’s probably shy bc he doesn’t know you

but once you become friends he’s like THIS IS NOT YOUR DESK THIS IS JUST MY SECOND DESK

so every day there’s always one thing that’s super dangerous

last week it was him looking over your shoulder while you did work silently

yesterday it was him reaching across you to open the window on your left side

today he just really wants a bite of the bread you bought and are currently already eating

and when he wants smth, he gets Very Whiny

he’s so clingy and adorable that you can’t ever get mad

he’s like a little puppy how can you resist him

so when you’re finally like okay fine you can have a bite he’s like

MONCH

he doesn’t even wait for you to tear off a piece he just leans in for a bite

but you had said yes while in the middle of biting it so he essentially does that thing where you’re both biting it at the same time

but, again, he doesn’t know what personal space means

so he also doesn’t have the ability to gauge distances well

so he straight up just meets you halfway and presses his mouth to yours while he’s biting down

the boi probably doesn’t even notice

he just pulls back quickly once he has his bite and goes about his life

you literally are going to have to tell him he just kissed you

and after that he’s a total fucking mess

he doesn’t know what to do he never knows what to do

he’s just going to keep causing Chaos while he panics

[pixelated-moon]

I thought of this (bc of my touch starved ass and the fact that i need a hug rn ngl) and now i must post it

How id think it be like to hug the main TWF charaters (im adding the mysterious house and Boozoo's ghosts to this too bc why not) charaters

Jack - 9/10

I have 0 explanation

Id just think he'd be a good hugger

Rose - 8/10

A lil shy about it but is still good

Very warm and cozy

Felix - i have no clue tbh

Sophie - 4/10

Awkward and anxious as hell

Jenny - 10/10

Idk she seems very huggable to me

Edd & Molly - 4/10

You'll probably be more tacked then hugged, but they'd both hug you as an apology.

Probably their greetings to people ngl

Bon- 8/10

It takes a LOT of time to warm up to him for you/him to hug him

Hes a good hugger tho

.... Looking past the fact that he murders people

Banny - 5/10

Quick hugs before she starts rambling

Sha - 9/10

Easiest to get a hug from

Cozy

Takes good care of her wool

Boozoo - 7/10

Would hug kids especially at parties

Warm probably

Gentle hugs

Billy - 10/10

Happy clown hugs!

Chilly to the touch but still a good hugger!

I like to think that they're squishy (well in bunnyfarm/cartoons) in general

Pumpkin Rabbit - 1/10

Confused

Very confused

Would let you hug him but he ain't hugging back

Witch Sheep- 10/10

Mom hugs 100%

Warm

Cozy wool

Tammy - 6/10

Warm but would try to steal a piggyback ride

Duckie - 6/10

Warm but you'd probably have a yellow feather or two on you

Boozoo (specifically from BooZoo's ghosts) - uhhhh

Depends on before or after the whole 3 ghosts thing

Before is 0/10

Would push you away instantly

After is a 3/10

He isnt used to it at all and is awkward about it

Very gentle

Mortality - 7/10

Would hug but it would be awkward, from either just Mortality or height diffrence

Cold to the touch

Would hug back if they could tho

Id think they would like hugs but just doesn't get them often

Sad - 100/10

Ngl i think they'd be the best hugger of them all

You'd have to convince them for a hug but its worth it

Oddly cuddly

Either kinda warm or kinda cold i cant decide

I wanna hug them so bad

Jolly - 8/10

Would pick you up and spin you around while hugging

Tries to make you smile or laugh

Warm most likely from the lights

[actualbird]

:0 weird little inventor Luke, if he’s marius’ sugar baby, right, remember how he gave mc the lipstick tranquilliser he made himself, what will he give Marius?? (Also that line of thought is making my brain think of Marius knowing lipstick shades (I think that was a thing?) and 👉🏻👈🏻 crossdressing.. 👉🏻👈🏻 - Book

HI, BOOK!!! okay i must apologize for the following things 1) took me a while to get back to this ask, 2) i completely just forgot about the whole first part of the ask because the second part FRITZED MY BRAIN INTO HEAVEN. okay that being said

it's time for me to talk about hcs on marius von hagen and gender expression

first off, YEA HE KNOWS LIPSTICK SHADES, i remember that from the Summer Breeze event dialog and he said he knew this bc pax has a cosmetics branch but my counter to that is like, dude, do you know every single minute detail of every branch pax has ahold of? would make sense, hes genius enough for that, but also hey, what if he just likes makeup, thats neat, i LIKE THAT. I LIKE THAT A LOT.

like, listen, he looked REALLY REALLY GREAT in the Dreams Of Thebes SR with the yellow eyeliner which, bro, fantastic, i did Not know yellow eyeliner could work on anybody, but he PULLS IT OFF. also the future cn card where hes in that WOOONDERFUL suit and the VERY VERY PRETTY DANGLY EARRING along with his usual piercings. and then that other cn card where hes spray painting and that isnt hugely gender ig but it IS, TO ME, IT IS, IT'S ABOUT ALL THE STUFF AROUND HIS NECK, i just rlly like how marius accessorizes it's SO GREAT, THERES PANACHE. sidenote: mhy dont be shy give us marius in black nail polish we KNOW he'd look SOOOOO GOOD IN IT, but back on topic

lemme just put all those images together so u can see my point

like, okay, okay. COMPLETELY MY OWN OPINION, but among the boys, marius is kinda the most adventurous with "masculine" presentation. his style isnt something i'd call flamboyant but it is something that is STILL striking and conspicuous while fitting with the overall look hes going for. makeup, jewelry, accessories, he Goes There (even if it is in little ways) and he Likes It and he LOOKS GOOD DOING IT.

i guess it could be argued this is less of a gender expression thing and more of flaunting of his status/money and i guess you'd be right but also there are more boring ways to dress expensively so like

marius von hagen is making CHOICES HERE and i LOVE IT.

SO. CROSSDRESSING. or i guess hmmm what im going to go with here is a little bit to the left of crossdressing, a little more "marius tries out different ways of dressing slowly out of curiosity and loves it actually, he's hot as fuck, hell yeah," because what i think would happen isnt rlly Marius Wears Clothes For Women (because what IS "clothes for women" even? artem wing would go on a feminist ramble right here but thankfully i bonked him on the head before he could start) and more of:

mc: hey, thanks for helping me clean out all the useless stuff in my apartment

marius: no problem, but do you really want to throw out some of these clothes? theyre really nice

mc: they are, yeah, but theyre just not my style. theyre a bit...loud and in your face---

marius: huh

mc: ----a bit like you, actually

marius: HUH.......

[caramelcal]

Panic

Request: I really wanna be friends with you but I’m too shy 🙈But I got a request for a stiles x reader where they’ve been friends for super long but then the reader has to leave. Later the reader comes back to beacon hills and her introduction to the pack is literally her helping stiles calm down from a panic attack?I don’t know it sounds ok in my head if it’s too difficult it’s okay just sorry for bothering you. -Anon

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a/n: hi lovelies, im not in the best place right now but i felt really bad for not uploading. this isnt good but here it is. also whoever requested this, don’t feel shy i love talking to people! have a good day everyone, ill edit and update it soon xx 

As for now, I’m thinking people can request headcanons and blurbs that i can write quicker, because trying to articulate words right now is really draining for me. I’m so sorry :(

You guys met when you were four. When Stiles, still as crazy as he is now, was running about the playground flailing his arms like a mad man with an asthmatic Scott trying not to have an asthma attack whilst he chased him. 

Yet, in his haste of trying his best to get away from him asthmatic friend, his flailing arms slapped a little girl in the face, you. He stopped almost immediately, stuttering, a blush rising to his cheeks when he stared at you. Grasping your cheek, you twirled around with hair wild as you stared at the boy with anger on your face. 

Your four year old self thought he did it on purpose, so you did the only thing you thought was necessary. You slapped him across the face too. You remembered the way he clasped his cheek, letting out a small ‘ow’ yet along with yourself, he thought that he deserved it too. You also remembered the way that both of your moms ran over to the two of you, pulling you away from the other children and starting scolding you both.

You stood there, yellow sundress on with your head held low with Stiles beside you, scolding you for hitting someone whilst Claudia scolded Stiles for now watching where he was going and being careless.

“Now, you better apologize to Stiles for hitting him, y/n! I mean it!” Your mother continued to scold before you turned around with a huff, eyes looking down at the small hazel eyes of the boy. 

“I’m sorry,” You whispered sadly. Maybe it was your mother’s scolding but you did feel bad for the boy, you should have never hit him in the first place, “I shouldn’t have hit you.”

“It’s okay, sorry for hitting you first,” Stiles replied, sending you a grin despite the red mark forming on his face. It wasn’t long before he stepped forward, wrapping you in a hug, chubby arms surrounding your figure. He pulled away quickly, making the hug quick as he began to spoke, “Me and my friend Scott were playing tag, wanna join?”

Sending him a smile, you nodded your head before he grabbed your hand, pulling him over to his friend Scott, and that was where your friendship began.

. . .

It was crazy how close the two of you became, through thick and thin with one another. You guys were attached at the hip, hardly ever seen without one another, even by each other’s parents. You were there through everything with Stiles, when Claudia died, through his nightmares about that, his panic attacks, everything. 

In fact, you were the only one that knew how to properly calm Stiles down from a panic attack and learned how to do it at the ripe age of eleven. All he had to do was breathe in your scent, a scent he was comfortable and familiar with, someone that he loved to remind him that you were still here and always would be. That’s what you told him; that you would always be there.

But it was a lie. 

Your dad got another job, and you guys had to move away. His mother was gone, and now you were too; it broke him. There was never a day that went past where Stiles didn’t remember you and miss you, even though you guys didn’t talk anymore. You guys lead very different lives now, Stiles fighting supernatural creatures and you doing whatever you were doing. 

Stuff, albeit hard, seemed to be going well for Stiles. That was, until the nightmares came back, the panic attacks. Yet, this time you weren’t there to soothe him. Even though he was in his late teens now, he didn’t know just how much he needed you. Sure, the pack were like his family but they didn’t know how to comfort him, not even Scott, and that was clear when he had a panic attack in the hospital. 

His vision became blurry, mind screaming at him and throat constricting. The all too awful familiar feeling had returned, and Stiles wanted to scream, but he couldn’t because he was too busy trying not to pass out. His body dropped to the floor, trying to steady himself against the walls of the hospital as the pack watched him go down. His fingers clawed at his head as if pulling on the strands was going to be able to get him to breathe. 

An overwhelming buzzing noise filled his ears, one that made him feel like he was going crazy, he needed to hear something else, something that would push him back into reality. 

“Stiles? Oh god, breathe with me,” He barely felt the hand that cupped his cheek, but he heard that voice. Your voice. 

You couldn’t be here, you weren’t. You had been gone for three years. It only panicked him further. He tried to breathe, to speak, to question if it was really you but all it made him do was struggle even more.

“I’m here Sti, I’m here,” With the hand that cupped his cheek, you pushed his face up slightly to meet your eyes. Stiles could barely see, vision blurry with disgarded tears that fogged his eyes up but he remembered those eyes. Your e/c eyes staring right back at him. 

You were right there with him again, where you belonged. 

You followed the same procedure you had become used to when Stiles used to have panic attacks, not paying any attention to the teenagers that surrounded you looked astounded. None of them had ever seen you or recognized you apart from Scott, but he was so shocked that you were there. 

Eventually, Stiles head leaning against your shirt, breathing back to normal as he took in the familiar smell of you that hadn’t changed. One that made him feel at home, more at home than he had felt since this supernatural stuff happened. 

“Y/n/n,” Stiles whispered, voice so quiet as if he didn’t want to disturb the astonished silence in fear of you truly not being there. 

However, when Stiles’ hazel eyes met your e/c ones once again, he couldn’t help the smile that creeped onto his face, “Hi, Stiles.”

He doesn’t spare anytime before he tackled you into a hug, almost knocking you over but you somehow maintain your balance. His head is in the crook of your neck, arms wrapped around the back of your neck with a hand in your hair. He doesn’t want to let go; his eyes closed as he basked in the comforting feeling of home. 

However, it isn’t long before someone breaks the silence, one of the astonished teenagers that have been watching the whole escapade, “Uh Stiles, wanna introduce us to your lady friend?”

[youranxiousnerd]

Showtime Thoughts

bc i am in love with julia lester

spoilers below

First off, why is this episode so short?

ngl i forgot mazzara was a regular

ricky ded besties

awww nina and the letters 

she looks very good in her dress

ashlyn and ricky look so good

“We’re screwed!”

ash and ricky are too funny like where were they this season?

chaotic and pretty best friends

sidenote, why did they go see north high’s production? 

oh my god ricky and nina are talking

SEBLOS IN THE BACKGROUND

i am taking what i can get

RICKYS FACE WITH THE CARD!!!!!!!!

my favorite part of the episode

his makeup looks very good

he looks very good

as @organic-guacamole said, he is very pretty

its been like three minutes and it already is so chaotic

yessss kourtney’s mom!!!

so howie and kourt are fine? gah since when?

“look for the shortest fork” mood

I CANNOT TAKE EJ SERIOUSLY HE LOOKS LIKE AN ANGRY BIRD

big bird ej comin at you

oh

PORTWELL DATE

wait isnt this ejs last show? is he going to miss his last afterparty for a date?

true love bitches

GINA MY LOVE

“Is he with us?”

NORTH HIGH SET OUR BEST BOI ANTOINE ON FIRE APS GET READY

seb being a supportive boyfriend is everything i needed

jenny is frazzled

i love how all the techie turned actors are nervous at some point during the episode

REDLYN CONTENT

awww thats so cute love the callback!!!

ooo howie is here

love how the writers leave a cliffhanger and then close the book before it turns to tragedy with one line

mazzara and ej, thats it

jenn what

why is mike there?

that was so unnecessary like aren’t mike and jenn over?

LILY

“did we forget to build a moat around the school” 

let ricky be single challenge

she just said “lol” i cant

props to ricky for keeping calm during the show after he saw mike and jenn

ah so lily is a child of divorce?

“lily scram”

RICKY AFTER THE CURTAIN OPENS WHY IS THIS FUNNY

STOP MAZZARA IS THE VOICE OVER

HE SOUNDS REALLY GOOD

how did ricky do that so fast-

put on gloves over the cast, makeup, and a mask?

i dont work with costumes 

AMERICA EXPLAIN

The one scene we get from the show...

Yay Steph!!!!

“Big Red has not thrown up in twenty minutes” ashlyn’s little smile

“she heard wrong”

someone please explain how spotlighting the judge is a good idea it makes it seem like things went wrong

“Carlos is a seasoned professional” honey carlos is on the verge of a mental breakdown

“He says help

Communication

Seb translating for Carlos is beautiful dramatic, yes, but im right. 

im so proud of them. they go from not talking for a week to seb being able to tell how carlos is feeling based off a stoic expression.

SOULMATE SHIT

IM SORRY NO BOP TO THE TOP CALLBACK

LIKE NONE

WHO WANTS TO RIOT WITH ME?!?!

wait so carlos goes from on the verge of a mental breakdown to full on performing and speaking?!?!?!? Speaking well too, not stumbling.

he looks so comfortable on stage when not even ten minutes ago he looked like he was going to vomit?

h e l p

ashlyn’s little laugh!

NINI IS A FORK IM LAUGHING THIS IS GREAT

big red lookin’ at his girl

ricky what are you doing?

ASHLYN AND GINA

I QUIT THEY’RE ADORABLE

GET IT KOURTNEY

howie’s little mouth drop

i cant with sebs costume i should not be laughing how is he able to do a kick line

ASHLYN MY LOVE

be our guest was enjoyable. it had a lot of moving parts. frankie and dara sounded really good. it’ll probably grow on me the more i listen to it.

is it just me or did be our guest lack some energy?

NATIALIE IS SO AGGRESSIVE

awww gina bb

portwell!!

“my mom sent me jordan fisher”

big red and ricky!!!

...what is big red doing? has he been faking sick?

“PLEASE EVERYONE REMAIN IN THE SAME ROLE YOU STARTED IN” 

BEST LINE OF THE SEASON OMFG 

alright what the hell is up with howie?!?

kourtney is so excited and then downer howie comes to ruin it

nina just write “thanks for being the best bro and glad youre not dead”

btw kourtney and gina look really good in their costumes

ASHLYN!!!!

SHES SO PRETTY THANK YOU

redlyn!!

gina and jamie!!! 

he looks so proud

glad gina gets to see her family!

cute scene, jordan is a nice addition!

RICKY AND THE BOWL

julia lester is killing it with the vocals

big red is so in love

seb bouncing in the costume 

“she’s never looked at me that way before” evil smirk

PORTWELL GLANCES

my heart fricking stopped when carlos went on stage 

being early on your cue/missing is awful would highly not recommend

a bop to the top callback after this would have been perfect

those harmonies!!

THEYRE SO IN LOVE

ummm phone call?

CHIPS BIG SCENE

...why wasn’t seb cogsworth? 

alright that was really good. everyone (even the backup) sounded really good. portwell rights! ashlyn rights! kowie rights! acting rights! 

so mazzara and jamie?

Ashlyn is the perfect Belle fight me

“Eat it Zackey Roy!” how about “yay kiddos, nice job!”

ej’s little dance

“bc you’re ginas brother” 

he is enamored by her it is adorable

EJ CASWELL RIGHTS

“hey, jordan fisher, would you like to f up one of three stableish ships in hsmtmts?” “sure, im in!”

ej!!!

aww hopefully he doesnt take the conversation too heart. they both like each other so much.

Portwell is so enjoyable to watch.

return of the bro

ej go get your girl dont worry about her brother please

SOMEONE TOUCHED THE PROPS

all hands on deck

“Can you just jump off something high”

I seem to remember Ricky falling from something high last episode, is that correct? 

She tells this to one of her most UNSTABLE kids

Oh shit

Miss. Jenn

Wtf

like what the actually hell

look at the kids faces they’re heartbroken

Miss. Jenn why. You’re stressed about the show, but you’re not performing it. They are. They have to worry about lines and cues and pitches, not you. Miss. Jenn has literally gone at the kids this season. Opening night speech too Ash and Ricky, shutting Seb down, that comment. She has become obsessed with the Menkies and North High. It has gotten really bad. These kids have put everything into this show, even their relationships (both platonic and romantic) and that is how you repay them? 

I didn’t think they would address this, I lost hope after last week but I am so glad they’re going too.

Someone send Seb after Miss. Jenn please, let him rip into her, he would do very well.

Miss. Jenn is supposed to be the role model and she just told a kid to jump off something high.

nina has been a godsend this episode, props to her!

haven’t been the biggest nini fan this season (off and on for me), but she was very behaved this episode. 

if there is anything the east high kids are good at, it’s bullshitting their way out.

“aim for my face” character growth

I KNEW IT

LILY WHY HOW WHEN WHY 

WTF THEY END THERE I CANNOT WITH CLIFF HANGERS

I liked the episode. Didn’t love it, but liked it. I really wish we got to see more acting, like we didn’t even see Big Red and E.J go on stage. Not even the iconic yellow dress. Some of the drama is so unnecessary, like why Mike and Jenn? What is with the Kourtney and Howie drama the writers insist on having, can’t they just be happy?

Besides the whole harness incident (burn that harness and mask it is causing so many problems) the production went very well, too well. This is East High we’re talking about.

Promo thoughts because what

oo they’re sneaking, maybe Big Red’s thingy

YES ASHLYN GETTING THE LOVE SHE DESERVES

oo Kowie confession?

portwell please be okay

what is up with carlos’ hair?

so seb, miss. jenn, and carlos scene? this has the potential to be very beautiful.

“It’s not over” not this again... 

i’m thinking carlos and seb are going to talk to miss jenn.

Sidenote, if we do not get a good seblos scene I will riot.

Hopefully Miss. Jenn apologizes with a billion sorrys

rini you just broke up please dont get back together 

im scared

if it is a scene where they close the book i will be very happy

Are we getting a flash forward scene? I’m pretty sure Miss. Jenn said Menkies aren’t till two plus weeks after the show.

We know based off the promo pics Ej and Gina are at the cast party, what went wrong?

Wait do we not get to see the finale of the show?

We better see the goddamn transformation

how does lily home and core four song fit in? im more curious about the lily one.

In conclusion, I am not ready for this to be over and the transformation needs to be sent to hell.

[rosiehufflepuff]

Headcanon : Hufflepuff -fem - and Slytherin(or DRACO ) go to book fair in muggle world

Hufflepuff ran to Slytherin in excitement almost tripping over million of stuff -SLYTHERIN!!!!!!!!!-

Slytherin almost having a heart attack watching Hufflepuff running to him -DUMMY U ALMOST BROKE EACH PART OF UR BODY NOW!!-

Hufflepuff shoves a poster in the boy face. Explaining how she got  it from her half blood friend however as soon as he saw it , the expression changed to disgust in a sec - …….muggle …….stuff?- -NOOO IT ISNT ANY MUGGLE STUFF ! IT IS BOOK FAIR!!-

Hufflepuff kept whining to Slytherin about how it is amazing !! And how they need to go !! Cuz all the book they dreamt of , was there !!!

- Hufflepuff ….you wanna me to go , wait In line …. and rub elbows with muggles …?!! Aho .. UNFORTUNATE.....I DONT DO THAT !!- waving Hufflepuff away as he talked with full disbelieve 

Frowning at Slytherin who was admiring his thousands something Galleons rings in his fingers , she gets hit by idea !! grinning as Cheshire , she opens her mouth with the most wicked thing that can hit her fav Slytherin - oooookay as you wanna ….I’m going to ask Gryffindor to come I’m confident that he would love it soooooo much -

Knowing the impact of the word “ Gryffindor “ on the boy , she speaks it out as his blood boils and his eyes shot up large , NAH UH !!! NO WAY HE IS HANDING HER , ON  A BLOODY GOLD PLATTER TO THIS ANNOYING “STAR KID “ !!!! 

-NO I CHANGED MY MIND !!! - smiling cheerfully more than she should be , she learned that her fav Slytherin wouldn’t take the concept of Gryffindor replacing him , now with determination asking about everything , they settled about “ the mudblood event “, according to the dramatic boy words .

The next day they go to their meeting area ( where no Slytherin can see cuz “ the status “ ) , as Huff reaches ,she drop her jaw at the Slytherin , she can’t help but stare at his attire

-are you done staring? - Slytherin couldn't help but  rub his face in attempts in  trying to cover his blush at her gaping -what the hell…… are you wearing ….? - the Slytherin blinks at Hufflepuff , what kind of concern is that ???  - uhhhh…..clothes ??-  

as cunning as Slytherin can be , he is not reading between the lines as the girly hoped so -ummm but it is just a book fair …that is kind of fancy... Don't you think?? -

Slytherin couldn't help but roll his eyes hard, that he swears to merlin !!! that he almost saw his brain at the word “ fancy “ , him going to the muggle world doesn’t mean he need to look unpresentable !!!

 He sigh as he explains to Hufflepuff how that is not fancy and that is ordinary

Hufflepuff blinks non stop looking at the definition of a “ ordinary look”  of the boy in front of her, then she shifts her eyes at herself and her very casual outfit

-we look as odd as night and day …- Hufflepuff whispers to herself however the words didn't pass the strong ear of the boy in front of her  , leading to sharp scowl at the words ..........at how she thinks of them with this huge contrast , he despises that !! “-are we going or not - by this words , Hufflepuff and Slytherin go to the Muggle world .

As both are waiting in line , million of adoring eyes is staring very hard and non stop at the wealthy blonde boy in full black , all this happening next to our Hufflepuff , she couldn't help but think  -wow I feel like  I’m standing next a celebrity .....the whole realm is staring ...- as she took a fast glimpse to the icy Slytherin next to her - i feel like a standing mosquito next to a butterfly ............ or would it be Scorpio though ..............GAH!! still TT -

 Hufflepuff couldn’t help but think of that ! ....merlin … she swears she saw people are flushing red just by looking at the Slytherin!!

Slytherin was getting so fed up with these gazes by the minute passing, no matter how much he bloody glared , they didn't stop , in the very unlikeness , they seemed to like it !!!  what is wrong with these mudbloods!!!  

.........but he kind of liked the attention…… he wont admit it tho... but still it was his time with Hufflepuff !! FUCK OFF !!

As they enter finally….. to Slytherin knees ……they almost fell off…. …. the warm female grabs his hand saying she doesn't wanna lose him in the mid of the moving crowd, very oblivious to the effect that she has on his heart doing “all odd stuff “ according to him, he has to visit a healer about that issue ….

Hufflepuff can’t stop running around the store going all wild and jumpy about all the books she is seeing from continuing of books either her or Slytherin has or new one she heard about -SLY DID YOU SEE THAT !! -SLY U NEED TO CHECK THIS !!”

on the other hand sly was just keeping eye on her while checking slowly the shelves himself , giving her a hum from time to time , as he tries to find anything he likes  .

finding a book with weird cover , he starts to run his gazes through the first pages of his new found treasure , knowing that he got at least something from this mud blood world ,  his eyes look up for his Hufflepuff .

-Hufflepuff I’m getting this book - as he searches with his gaze range , his intense eyes couldn't find a trace of her , almost giving him a minor panic attack , he calls for her again .

panic and anger at himself taking over , He storms to the nearest worker and grab them by arm giving them a glare with venom dripping with each word -look here I had a girl with me and she is gone ! ........I swear if you didn’t find her I’m going to show you what a bloody nightmare really Is .......that you wish you were-“

 before continuing the venom , Hufflepuff warm voice cut Slytherin icy tone , and also probably saving the worker from getting a scare or hexed .

Slytherin turns to Hufflepuff as he calms down his panic ,however his emotions of being upset speak up in form of -where were ya ?!!” with a sigh , the girl in yellow  explains that she told  him that she is going to bathroom but it seems that he didn’t hear , 

her eyes moves to the worker that is being held as prisoner by the Slytherin , you request him to leave the poor worker arm as people started to group up to attend the drama  ,  giving the best Hufflepuff smile she can, apologizing to the worker saying that her friend wasn’t used to going out much , excusing herself as she dragged the Slytherin to corner in the dark till the heat of the mummers go off

-why are you apologizing!! You did nothing wrong !!- -SHHH-

after some time of both sitting in the corner and calming Slytherin anxiety , both went to collect the the chosen books and as they are walking out

-see I came and behaved too , now u will read me the book I chose !! - Slytherin teases Hufflepuff as she rolls her eyes - yeah except you almost gave a heart attack to poor Muggle ! You will read it yourself !!- as she walk before the Slytherin sulking behind

——————

HIIIIIII!! So this my first time ever doing something like that !! I could not decide on draco x hufflepuff or slytherin x hufflepuff!!so both I guess ?!

[hyunderwater]

imagine being a lesbian (2)

ship: ryujin x yeji

warning: mentions of homophobia, making out scene, slight nudity

note: this chapter ate some of my life force and still isnt my best work my apologies. also she/they aro/ace yuna supremacy. :)

ao3

1-2-3-4-5-6-7

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The bus coughed up exhaust and exhausted students, a stream of sleep-deprived zombies flowing out of the muddy yellow vehicle.

Yuna was already waiting for her, leaning against the wall of the school. They were wearing flannel and ripped jeans with fishnets underneath, the can tabs hanging from her earring tinkling as they looked up. “Hey loser, how shitty is your new schedule?”

Ryujin groaned. “God, don’t remind me. I have gym first period.” Yuna hissed sympathetically. “I have art first period,” the younger preened, smiling evilly at Ryujin. “Lucky bitch,” Ryujin muttered.

Fuck first period gym. Ryujin would rather be rotting away in her bed, thank you very much.

It was enough that every part of gym class was horrible for her, from the disgusted and scared looks she got in the locker rooms to the hell of exercising. She didn’t need to be exhausted and sweaty for the whole day on top of all of that.

She walked into the gym quietly, trying to sneak past everyone so the teachers didn’t notice how late she was. Waiting until everyone else had left to change was a pain in her ass, but Ryujin would rather be late to gym than make everyone uncomfortable and aggressive towards her in the locker rooms.

The gym teacher, being a little old and weird like most gym teachers, didn’t even notice Ryujin slipping in late, and she managed to squish herself into the back of the class with no consequences.

“All right, everyone,” their gym teacher barked, banging her clipboard with her pen. “We’re going to play dodgeball today! I don’t want to hear any complaining,” she instructed sternly, glaring at the student in the front who had grumbled loudly. “I’m going to split you guys into two teams- and if I see anyone switching teams, you’re spending lunch in the ball closet, picking up the balls.” The classes’ snickers died out as the gym teacher gave them the stink eye again.

Ryujin spaced out as she divided them into teams, imagining being far away while she waited until her name was called.

“And Hwang, you go to team one.”

Huh, I didn’t know Hyunjin was gonna be in my gym class, Ryujin thought, fingers idly fidgeting with her earring. Someone at the front of the class stood up, and Ryujin felt all of the air leave her lungs, blood draining from her face as she took in the sight of the girl before her.

She still looked as pretty as she had the day when she stared at Ryujin with her pretty eyes swimming with hate, hurt, and somewhere buried underneath that, fear. Fear of something unknown to Ryujin.

She looks different, somehow, Ryujin noted. Yeji did look different. She had a new sort of air around her, and the expression of a person right in the middle of a crisis who refuses to show any type of weakness. A little too late, Ryujin realized she had been staring right at Yeji. Like she could feel the burn of Ryujin’s incredulous stare, the older girl turned around. Her eyes locked right onto hers, a quiet kind of intensity and a feeling Ryujin couldn’t quite put her finger on swirling in her gaze.

Ryujin gasped quietly. Her face burned with shame as she quickly pulled her eyes away from Yeji’s piercing gaze. There’s no fucking way she didn’t notice, holy shit.

Ryujin could feel the burn of Yeji’s eyes on her throughout the whole game, and those familiar butterflies poured into her stomach again, spreading the familiar warmth of a crush through her whole body, until some asshole called her a slur and smacked her right in the face with a dodgeball. The rest of the period followed in a similar fashion, and Ryujin was pretty sure she had a bruise the size of Texas by the end.

“Okay! The bell’s about to ring, everyone! You all can go to the locker rooms now!” the teacher hollered, not even bothering to look up from her phone as she yelled.

Ryujin walked into the locker room in a daze, still trying to process the shock of seeing Yeji for the first time in months besides the occasional glimpse in the halls. Why now? she asked the universe. Sometimes I wish I never have to see her again, just so I never have to feel that horrible again. But at the same time… feelings don’t really give a shit. Her heart seemed to be dead set on Yeji, no matter how many nights Ryujin spent crying over her, and no matter how much time had gone by.

Something hit the ground, making a hollow sound and startling Ryujin out of her thoughts. She looked up and made eye contact with Yeji, who was the color of a tomato. “Shit,” Yeji whispered, surveying the mess they’d made of the stack of cups by the water cooler. Ryujin realized that that was probably the first word that she’d heard Yeji say in months. “Sorry,” Ryujin squeaked, her body frozen in place. Some things never changed, and around Yeji, Ryujin’s muscles always seemed to forget how to respond to her brain, leaving her stuck in place with nothing but strangled nonsense coming out of her mouth whenever she tried to speak.

“Hey! Hwang! Shin! What the hell, ladies? You two are seniors, you should know better! Stay after to clean it up, okay? I’ll give you late passes.” The gym teacher walked away, cursing them out under her breath.

Ryujin awkwardly smiled and nodded at Yeji, bending down to pick up the mess. Oh no, oh no, I have to talk to her, what is she going to say? Should I start the conversation? Why did I nod at her? Fuck, fuck fuck fuck.

Yeji squatted down too, helping her pick up the mess. The locker room slowly descended into silence. The door slammed behind the last few stragglers, and the only sound that Ryujin could hear was Yeji’s breathing as she put the last cup back on the stack. It sounded almost shaky, like Yeji was nervous for some reason. Does she think I’ll hurt her or something?

Ryujin stared down at her ugly gym sneakers, tracing the creases and rips in the old shoes with her eyes. Fuck algebra, schools should be teaching kids how to break the awkward silence between them and their ex-best friend that they haven’t talked to since they told them they’re a lesbian.

“Uh, I think I’m gonna go change.” Yeji’s words were almost whispered, so quiet that if Ryujin hadn’t been hyper-focused on the other girl’s every movement, she might not have even heard her.

Ryujin finally braved looking up, looking at a place just below Yeji’s eyes so she didn’t have to bear eye contact. “Okay,” she whispered back, the words coming out as shyly as Yeji’s had. Ryujin practically ran in the direction of her locker. She quickly scooped all of her clothes out of it, then turned around and promptly dropped all of them.

“How the hell did you get here so fast?” she squeaked. Yeji smiled, but it looked more like a smirk. “Our lockers are right next to each other, Jinnie,” she said.

Ryujin let out a tiny gasp, her body tensing against the cool metal of the lockers. Yeji’s eyes widened as she realized her mistake.

Ryujin’s mouth opened, and suddenly they were both talking, words spilling out of them like water out of a fountain.

“...I missed you, Ryujin.”

They both froze again, Ryujin with her mouth wide open.

“What?” She spoke softly, afraid to break the delicate connection re-forming.

Yeji’s eyes glistened. “I miss you.” A single tear traced a shimmering line down her face.

Ryujin’s hand went up before she could even think. “I’m right here, Yeji,” she murmured, wiping the tears off of Yeji’s face.

Her vision blurred, and she realized that she was crying too.

Yeji surged forward, sweeping her into a tight hug, and despite the sweat and tears and mysterious smells of the locker room, Ryujin never wanted to be anywhere else.

“I’ve been thinking,” Yeji admitted, her voice a soft rumble right next to Ryujin’s ear.

“About what?”

“I think… I might be like you.”

The butterflies in Ryujin’s stomach were lit on fire, surging into her throat and belly and heart, setting her ablaze from the inside.

“You think? What does that mean?”

Yeji squirmed a little, pulling back so she could meet Ryujin’s eyes.

“I don’t know for sure yet… I think I would need to actually experiment or something but-” she dropped Ryujin’s gaze, staring at the tops of her shoes instead. “I think I probably like girls.” She exhaled, her eyes widening in surprise. Relief passed across her face, and she looked up at Ryujin with a kind of shine in her eyes. “That felt really nice to say out loud.”

Ryujin giggled. “Yeah, I know what you mean.”

Yeji had a different kind of look in her eyes now. “Will you help me?”

Ryujin blinked at her. “Help… oh.” She followed Yeji’s gaze, watching as she blatantly eyed Ryujin’s lips.

“Will you help me, Jinnie?” Yeji leaned closer to Ryujin, almost caging her against the lockers.

Ryujin felt her soul leave her body. What the fuck.

Her first instinct was just to throw all of her worries out the window and throw herself at Yeji, but she knew that logically, that was an extremely shitty idea. What if Yeji didn’t actually like girls? What if Ryujin’s feelings got stronger, but Yeji didn’t want to date her? What if Yeji was just fucking with her for a prank or something?

But then Yeji looked at her with that pleading look on her face, and Ryujin realized she would probably have been on her knees on that gross tiled floor two minutes earlier if Yeji had pouted sooner.

“Okay,” she almost whispered. What the fuck did I just agree to?, she thought.

“So… what should we do?”

Ryujin snorted. “Not right now, dumbass, it’s disgusting in this dump. Let’s just change and leave, you can text me later.”

Yeji shrugged, blushing. “You’re the boss. I’ll do whatever you want me to, Jinnie.”

Ryujin didn’t think she’d ever experienced gay panic that strong before.

She grabbed her clothes and turned around, leaving Ryujin standing there with zero thoughts in her brain and fire in her stomach.

Then Yeji took her shirt off, and Ryujin’s brain melted into static.

“Wha-” Ryujin weakly protested, unable to pry her eyes away from the curve of the girl’s spine.

Yeji giggled, turning around. “We’re changing, silly, what did you expect?” She reached forward and tugged at the hem of Ryujin’s gym shirt. “Arms up.”

Ryujin’s arms went up on command, like she was a puppet and Yeji could pull all of her strings.

Once Ryujin’s shirt was off, Yeji stopped for a second and just stared, running her eyes over all of Ryujin’s curves like she was committing them to memory.

The thought sorta made Ryujin want to cry.

Yeji pulled her shorts down, exposing her pretty legs and thoroughly distracting Ryujin from her angsty thoughts. She looked up at Ryujin with dark eyes, her arms crossed in front of her body absentmindedly. She looked like an angel, her head framed with a halo of light, flowing from the windows behind her and making a feeling so sinful feel like something holy.

If Ryujin thought she was gone before, there was no going back now. She guided Yeji until her back hit the wall, hovering her lips over hers, pressing her body as close as she could get without going too far. “Can I kiss you?” Ryujin asked, not even caring to hide the desperation in her voice. “Please, yes,” Yeji said, already reaching for Ryujin’s face. It was uncomfortable at first, their heads twisting around until their lips slotted together just right, and Ryujin saw heaven. Then Yeji’s lips parted a little, and Ryujin saw hell.

Ryujin’s hands glided up Yeji’s waist, stopping just underneath her bra. Yeji whimpered just a little, hands tugging Ryujin’s hips forward, thumbs stroking the bare skin.

“We can’t,” Ryujin whispered. Yeji made puppy eyes, holding Ryujin even tighter. “Why not?” She dragged one of Ryujin’s hands closer to the clasp of her bra, teasing her with her eyes.

Ryujin gently pulled her hand away. She reached around to find Yeji’s shirt, tugging the material over the other girl’s head. “You still have my number, don’t you baby?” The tips of Yeji’s ears turned red. “Uh- yeah, yeah I do,” she stuttered.

“Text me later,” Ryujin dressed quickly, gathering her stuff up and heading to the door.

She tossed a wink at Yeji. “Talk to you soon, sweetheart.”

Ryujin walked at what she was pretty sure could be considered a normal pace, ignoring her shaking hands until she was safely far away from Yeji. “Homigooood, that was the most stressful experience I’ve ever had,” she sighed, shoving her face in her hands. “I might honestly combust the next time she touches me,” she mumbled to herself. “What even just happened?

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[savnofilter]

wait what's going on with YY? I'm not very active in the fandom :/

its okay!! shes a racist, predator, and sexualizes serious shit.

tw: just y*g*mi y*to.

has compared black people to demons in an NSFW audio of demon!todoroki.

- in her rebuttal she basically says "im not racist because i know black people and have a comic with them in it".

asian fished/yellow face (just look up her photos), a white woman going by a japanese name and also referred to corona as "the chinese virus" on a livestream.

she DOESNT age up her characters.

has made nsfw audios of hanako-kun (13), killua (12-14), and kokichi which the fandom literally views him as a whole child (14).

has sexualized pedophilia, ed's and sh.

- the ED isnt in the video, but in a fatgum 'comfort' audio she says and i quote, "just eat. its not that hard". 😁

(not really problematic but its funny) she records in her bathroom and in a dabihawks audio you can hear her take a shit. 💀

- oh! and her roommates can hear and she apparently has a child. :/

lied about being on mha season 5. funimation and va's had to confirm that it was a lie. (even kyle (denki's va) had to speak about it)

- and too my understanding the va's dont like her. since yy fans harassed zeno (hawks' va) to say shit like "baby bird" and etc, he had asked her stop making NSFW audios because it made him uncomfortable. she blocked him when he asked that.

last but certainly not least she groomed minors and sent them her NSFW patreon works. :)

- twitter account is @/yagamiyatoconf1 and the direct thread is there. she literally "apologizes" which means she knew what she was doing was wrong. she has now since deleted all of her nsfw audios, deleted some of her accounts but thats all i know.

hope this helps!!