#y’all know who it is in my head though. hehe

[kinnbig]

working hard

[naomijoestar]

⋆.ೃ JJBA SCENARIOS ࿔*:･

Masterlist here <3

genre: cute, funny

warnings: none

characters: josuke, koichi, okuyasu, rohan

notes: GN!reader, also reader and character are in a relationship in this scenario // if you guys have any requests for me to write scenarios for any characters you like pls lmk i would love to write for anyone! (my only condition is no nsfw requests for underage characters, i don’t mind sfw romance for them tho) // also tysm araki for creating okuyasu you guys dont know how much i love that silly

The duwang gang reacts to their S/O asking them “would you still love me if i was a worm”

Josuke Higashikata

He would probably be confused but play along to show off that he got that charm and humor hehe

“Huh? A worm? Why would you even—” He stops mid-sentence, his face breaking into a big grin.

“Well, I mean… if you were a worm, you’d still be you, right?” He scratches the back of his head, thinking.

“I’d probably find a way to use Crazy Diamond to, I dunno, turn you back into yourself or something. But yeah, I guess I’d still love you.” He smirks playfully “I’d just have to make sure you don’t get stepped on.”

I feel like he’s the type who would try to turn a weird question into a chance to make his partner laugh, all while showing his genuine care.

Koichi Hirose

“A w-worm?” His eyes widen in surprise, and his cheeks turn a little red.

“Well… I mean… if you were a worm, I’d have to figure out how that happened first! But even if you were, I’d—” He pauses, getting serious.

“I’d still care about you. You’re more than just what you look like… So, yeah, I would.” He gives a small, reassuring smile.

“And I’d probably study how to keep you safe in your new worm body too, just to be sure.”

Koichi would think it through and take it seriously, as he’s always concerned about his partner’s well-being.

Okuyasu Nijimura

This man is so confused 😭 would 100% overthink it, but not the bad kind of overthinking, just genuinely takes his time to think the question through even tho he rarely ever think but for you he will

“Wait, wait, a worm?” He stares at you, trying to process it, scratching his chin.

“Like, how small of a worm? One of those tiny ones or like a big one?” He furrows his brow in deep concentration, taking the question more seriously than intended.

“But, uh… yeah! Of course, I’d still love you. I mean, worms need love too, right?” He laughs, a bit awkward but genuine.

“I’d carry you around in a little jar or something so you don’t get squished.” He grins, proud of his solution.

“Maybe I could use The Hand to just, y’know, erase whatever turned you into a worm in the first place.”

Okuyasu would be a little slow to catch on but would totally commit to loving you, even as a worm, without a second thought.

Rohan Kishibe

You better stop annoying this man with stupid questions and let him get back to his mangas lol, he would respong with a mix of annoyance, but still caring in his own way; you’re his partner after all

“A worm? How dull.” He gives you an irritated look, folding his arms.

“Why would I ever waste my time loving a worm? They have no capacity for creativity, no ambition, no art—” He stops, seeing the look on your face, and sighs dramatically.

“But, I suppose if it’s you… I could make an exception.” He leans back, tapping his chin thoughtfully.

“Though, if you were a worm, I might have to document it for my manga. It could be quite the story: ‘The Worm I Loved.’” A smug grin spreads across his face.

“But remember, I’d expect you to still be interesting, even as a worm.”

Rohan would initially reject the idea, but ultimately, his affection for you would show, even if he frames it through his work.

Sorry if this was a bit short! I randomly thought of this but i hope you guys liked it <3 Please if you guys have any requests please go ahead I’ll write ang scenario for any JJBA character (obviously no nsfw for minors) Love y’all! Likes and reblogs are appreciated :)

[kakujis]

happy birthday, keisuke!

synopsis: you celebrate keisuke's day with toman.

warnings: gn!reader, swearing, this is fluffy and gross, yn can't bake for shit (me), not proofread, and that should be it!

ft: baji keisuke x reader, 1.2k

network: @enchantedforest-network

a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOML!!!!!!! i set aside my hw and all to get this finished hehe. it's still the 2nd in my area, but ik it's the 3rd elsewhere! i tried to keep it short and simple this time!! i won't get sappy or anything but i truly love baji so much!! happy birthday, kei, hope its a good one. ♡

with the amount of staring you’ve been doing, you must as well be losing your vision, the words on the screen blurred and hazy. you’ve scrolled through the ingredient and instruction list an obscene amount of times, and yet… things seem to always turn out like this. 

“i’ve got no fucking clue what i’m doing!” you huff, but the silver haired man besides you simply laughs in reply. “mitsuya, why does my cake look like one of y’all rolled it over with your motorbikes?” 

“to be honest,” he starts, snickering as he inspects it, “i have no idea. i mean, you followed the recipe and all didn’t you?” 

you nod, sadly staring at another failed attempt. he decides to take a piece and taste it, throwing it into his mouth, chewing with an unreadable expression.

“it’s not like it’s inedible, it’s miles better than your first attempt. it’s just a little dry and crumbly…” mitsuya says, brow furrowing, “alright, honestly, it’s pretty bad.” 

you sigh loudly, picking it up and throwing it into the trash, “i told you we should’ve gotten him a cake from the store!” all your attempts have been moot. instead of a fluffy and moist cake, it’s always flat and dry even with mitsuya’s help. 

kazutora pops his head into the kitchen at that moment, “i can run really fast if you want me to.” 

you shake your head, “...no. don’t… do that.” you point to your forehead, signaling him of the decorations stuck on his. 

he shrugs, pulling off a stray streamer, and walking in before he’s jumping up to sit on the counter.“how are we gonna have a birthday party with no cake?” 

you frown, whining, “man, i don’t know. mitsuya, what do we do?” 

he glances over at the clock, mouth pressed in a line, before he answers. “you could always stick a candle into his soba noodles, we've got tons of those.” 

“we are doomed.” you state, sighing as you slump against the counter. “sorry kei…” 

even though you know, deep down, that keisuke baji could give less than two shits about a cake, you really wanted to surprise him. you did the same for him on white day, all those years back in highschool when you finally confessed. he accepted it, shitty chocolate and all, as you hid your burnt bandaged fingers behind your back. he never mentioned it, but you assume he knew, when instead of kissing your lips, he dragged your hands out from behind you and kissed your them while your heart almost sprang out of your chest. 

“who’s doomed?” you hear a loud yet comforting voice coming from the hallway. you look up to see draken, smiling ear to ear as he holds a cake box. 

“draken!” the three of you giddily call in unison and he smiles wider. 

mikey isn’t far behind him, peeking out to say, “there’s no way you guys thought we were gonna eat a cake they made right? it’s literally y/n, we would’ve died. i think baji almost did when he ate your confession chocolate.” 

“i’m going to ignore that for now.♡︎” you chime, keeping the strained smile on your face. 

“you guys are so mean to my protégé.” mitsuya chides, giving you a pat on the back. “anyway, we’re running out of time before he gets home, let’s finish this up.” 

you all nod and run off to your places, with you cleaning up the kitchen, and yourself, as best you can before you head out to the living room. the decorations are strung up nicely, courtesy of emma and hina, although takemichi, chifuyu, and pah definitely tried their best. you’re a little nervous, heart fluttering, as the lights dim and everyone crouches in place. 

you wait a few moments, eyes adjusting to the now darkened room as you catch a wave from chifuyu right before the front door slams open. equally as loud as the slam shut, baji talks to his mom on the phone. 

“yeah ma, i just got home. thanks for hangin’ with me today. huh? oh yeah, i’ve got plans with the guys tonight…” he mutters, phone pressed up against one shoulder as he kicks his shoes off. “unfortunately, its just the guys, said they couldn’t get off work early enough..” he trails off, a solemn expression on his face and you bite back the urge to laugh. 

“alright, love you ma, talk to you later.” he says as he hangs up, placing his book bag onto the floor. as he hits the lights, you all pop up out of place. 

“happy birthday, baji!” you cheer out in unison. it’s an explosion of streamers, confetti, and colors with some of you using party poppers and some of you using the blowers. 

he jumps while breaking out in a shit-eating grin, his pearly canine teeth in full view. his eyes scan the room til they fall onto you, the excitement sparked behind them clear as he immediately makes his way over to you. 

“no fuckin’ way,” he laughs, throwing his arms around you, before peppering kisses on your cheeks. “should’ve known you were a liar.” 

you hug him back, but pull off slightly, when you suddenly feel the heavy eyes of everyone around you. “o-okay keisuke, that’s enough.”

he presses a final kiss to your forehead before turns and glares, “huh? you guys got a problem with this?” 

mikey glares back, “yeah. i do.”

baji releases you, walking over to “square up” with mikey. the two of them bickering about the importance of everyone showing up, but also, a significant other is important too, and besides, “i was about to greet everyone, it’s not my fault you can’t find a date.”  

“here we go,” draken sighs, before sliding onto the couch. “emma, can you get me something to drink?” 

you shrug, settling in next to kazutora who’s excitedly bringing out the games for the night. the rest of the party goes well, the laughter bouncing off the walls of your shared apartment. it’s a nice little life you’ve got with baji so far. while he studies his ass off in school, your work is good enough to support the both of you. it’s cozy, it’s everything you’ve wanted. 

as the night winds down and everyone clears out, you find yourself cleaning up. you tell keisuke not to worry about it, “it’s your night, i’ll finish up here.” but he tsks you away, shoving littered plastic forks and plates into a bag anyway. he finds you in the kitchen later on, washing a few trays that were used to set the food out. 

he snakes his arms around your waist, breath tickling your ear as he asks, “so where’s my cake?” 

“huh?” you giggle, turning off the sink. “what are you talking about? we ate it all earlier?” 

“no, not that one.” he grins, his pretty hair falling over your shoulder. “the one mikey told me you made.” 

you freeze, that little shit. “uh… honestly, we threw them away. even with mitsu’s help, i couldn’t make you anythin’ good.” 

“well, that’s no good.” he hums for a bit, before spinning you around, a devious smile on his face. 

“kei?” you ask, but you’re interrupted by his lips on yours. 

“guess i gotta settle for somethin’ even sweeter.” he murmurs, before his hands are cupping your cheeks as he kisses you again and again.

“you’re so fucking cheesy.” you giggle in between kisses, hands naturally coming around his waist. “happy birthday, keisuke.♡︎” 

[chqolan]

Ed boyfriend headcanons (sfw + nsfw)

A/N: this white boy is taking over my life again and i had no choice but to write my own self indulgent thoughts,, nsfw ahead too (sorry not sorry)

TW: fem reader, very self-indulgent LMAO, oral, dirty talk, swearing, ed being hot

sfw

dating ed is a very interesting ride to be on. he’s a troubled man with a troubled past who’s in the process of becoming better along with those around him.

given the life he’s been living, he’s probably not used to being all that affectionate,, so don’t expect too much pda with him.

don’t get it twisted though, because he has no shame in showing you off- in fact, he’s proud to have somebody as sweet as you by his side.

at most, he’ll keep an arm around you while the two of you are out. he needs people to know that you’re his after all.

however,, when the two of you are alone, things are different.

ed allows himself to be much more touchy with you in closed/private spaces. he’ll often let you sit on his lap with his arms bringing you in closer to his chest.

expect much more kisses from him too,, this man just can’t help himself ugh he’s so down bad (and you are too)

smooches everywhere…

lips, cheeks, neck, you name it !

even if he’s not the best at it, ed also tries to be a gentlemen when it comes to you.

growing up and being raised by balrog surely doesn’t give him a lot to work with when it comes to mannerisms. but he’ll do his best to hold doors for you, lend his jacket to you and also buy you flowers (if you like that sort of thing ofc).

on the topic of balrog, i believe ed would still try to ask him for advice regarding his relationship with you. that’s his pops, so it’s the only person he can think of!

if not that, he’d go to falke and the rest of his neo shadaloo group. they’d give their best opinions on where ed should take you out for your next date etc.

also given his line of work, there are times he won’t always be around with you, so he cares a lot about making the time he spends with you memorable.

some of his favourite dates with you would probably be the times he’s taken you to boxing matches or some of those sketchy fight clubs.

(not the most romantic places…but like i said, he doesn’t have much of a guide on how to be that pleasing for a pretty lady like you all the time. pls bear with him LMAO)

but trust, he wouldn’t go to these type of places with you if he couldn’t protect you. there are a few times he’s gotten in some street fights while you were around, but you can’t deny how hot he looked when he has to throw down,, so it’s okay!

he would also teach you small boxing tricks, just for fun of course, but also protection (as if you’ll ever need it when he’s around).

ed would always deeply appreciate how genuine you are with him. the way you participate in the love he has for his interests just has him head over heels for you.

and he’s just the same when it comes to your own interests, too! you’re both there for each other.

you like video games? he’ll play some with you.

you like spending time on skin care? he’ll apply however many face washes, face creams and face masks you bring him.

and if you’re lucky, he might allow you to test your new makeup on him.. just once…

anyways he’s so in love with u hehe

(also i would love to push the agenda of ed having a girly girlfriend, but i’ll save that for another time LOLL)

nsfw

by his own nature, ed is a pretty rough man, so expect that to unintentionally cross over when y’all are in bed.

when the two of you are together, he highly prefers being in charge. his ego is too big for him to submit to anybody, sorry.

he wouldn’t necessarily be a hard dom at all times. he could definitely be a softer dom depending on the overall mood.

though on a regular basis, he's not soft.

he's got quite the ego, so he goes crazy whenever you beg or praise him.

tell him how good he’s making you feel, tell him that nobody else can make you feel this way, tell him that you’re his !

ed also has a habit of getting riled up with the more his ego gets stroked, so it’s a win-win !

in his own way, he’s a respectful and kind boyfriend , but he’ll be in love with degrading you during sex. and i also cannot stress this enough… ed absolutely loves dirty talk.

“you were made to take my dick,"

“there’s a good slut ,, bouncing on my cock like her life depends on it,”

“you enjoy bein’ my little cum dump, baby?"

needless to say, he’s pretty vocal when it comes to sex and won’t be afraid to let out some moans from time to time.

his sounds will usually come in ranges between grunts and groans, but the small moans are there occasionally.

ed wants you to feel good at all times, so he definitely doesn’t mind getting a little messy with giving oral.

also hear me out on this…

pulling his hair back when he’s eating you out. he’s a total sucker for feeling a bit of pain such as scratches on his skin and tugs on his hair.

mhm ,, so pull back that swoop of hair that’s always covering his face and don’t stop tugging on it. just being able to see both of his eyes looking up at you while his face is stuffed in your pussy— oh lawd…

also don’t be afraid to cum all over his face, he’s a freak and he most definitely loves that shit.

however… with that being said, ed mostly prefers receiving oral.

sucking him off is when you’ll be able to hear him moan the most. wether he’s talking his shit or just moaning/groaning, he just can’t keep quiet.

something about him makes me assume he loves it all messy and sloppy, so he won’t worry about the mess you make while you’re down there, so go crazy and go stupid !

regarding the noise ed makes, it’s the perfect opportunity for him to keep on talking while you’re busy gagging around him.

he’d love to guide your head with his big hand and just keep on talking,

“you’re takin’ my dick like a champ…good girl,”

“yea, that’s right. choke on my cock, babe”

and if you’re comfortable with it, his favourite thing to do is cum all over your face. like he is obsessed.

but now, let’s talk about positions. ed’s favourite position has to be anything that allows him to get a good view of your ass.

yes. he is an ass man, i said what i said.

his go-to would probably be doggy, everything about it was perfect. as if the view of your ass wasn’t perfect enough, he’s still able to lean closer to you, whispering obscene words in your ear while his cold chain presses against your back and sends shivers all around your heated skin.

if he’s in any position that’d allow him to see your face, he would just love watching your fucked out expressions as you cry out for him.

(oh and he totally grabs the headboard while he’s hittin it)

i also forgot to mention he’d love overstim omg

there’s something about seeing how much he can push you over the edge that just gets him so turned on. he just thinks to himself like ‘damn, i really did that’ LOL

and i can’t forget to mention one of my personal favourite headcanons for him,

dirty talk, except it’s in german-

personally i don’t know any german, but ik this german boy has some crazy game and it’d be so hot omg.

you don’t even need to understand what he’s saying to know he’s saying some nasty shit.

when it comes to ed, he enjoys a partner who goes along with how much a freak he is. so be as dirty as you want him him, trust.

feeling bored and want some attention? take his hoodie and keep it unzipped with nothing else on except for a pair of panties and his chain that looks even larger on you and surprise him!

(spoiler alert: you got fucked up real bad, but not in a fight)

heheh anywaysss i have so much more i wanna put but i don’t wanna whore out even longer and make the nsfw section too much LMAO

if you’ve gotten this far, ty for reading through all of that :3

[oldiesstationlover11607]

HELLOOO

omg your work has totally been hitting it out of the park lately 🤩 your talent is indescribable!!!!

i love my tyler x readers, and ive been in such a fluffy mood lately (perfect combo i know)

so what about tyler x reader during tøp's xmas stream, reader walks into the room while tylers on live but doesnt realize that his mic is still picking up her voice asking him a question. as he responds to whatever question shes asking, his voice/demeaner go soooo soft, and the viewers are freaking outtt asking for reader to pop onto the stream and talking about how he talks to her!!! just overall fluff and tyler showing off reader to his thousands of viewers, reader bantering with josh on the other side of the screen and playing with the silly filters 😋

hope all is well!!! 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

thanks for all your amazing works!!

🕸🕸🕸🕸

Xmas Stream - Tyler Joseph x Reader

Relationship: Tyler Joseph x Reader

Warnings: Nothing hehe

Word Count: 2085

A/N: HOPE YOU LIKE THIS! I love the top livestreams – they're always so funny :)

It was December 23rd, and the house was alive with that perfect pre-Christmas energy. Fairy lights glowed softly around the living room, and the scent of fresh pine and the cookies Josh had baked filled the air. Tyler had been hosting Twenty One Pilots' special Christmas stream for about an hour now, playing Fortnite and talking with fans. Debby and I had been wrapping gifts and keeping ourselves busy with Tyler’s parents, but I knew the guys’ stream was always a spectacle worth checking in on.

I could hear Tyler’s laughter drifting through the hall, the familiar sound of his banter with Josh as they played. I smiled to myself, loving the sound of it all. Needing a break from all the gift wrapping, I walked into the kitchen.

“Does anyone want a mug of hot chocolate or a coffee?” I asked, boiling the kettle and getting the numerous powders and coffee pods down from the shelf. Tyler’s mom asked for a cup of peppermint tea and his dad wanted coffee.

“Do you want to go ask the boys while I make the drinks?” Debby asked, getting up.

“Yeah, I can do that,” I smiled, putting down the pink mug in my hand. I walked down into the basement where I had helped Tyler and Mark set up monitors and mics earlier in the day. I could hear his voice humming through the walls and the little clicks as he pressed the buttons on his controller. “Hey, babe, do you want hot chocolate or coffee? I’m making some—” I paused, realizing that there were thousands of people watching us.

Tyler’s head snapped up immediately, eyes softening the moment he saw me. His voice dropped to that tone he only used with me—warm, gentle. “Hot chocolate, please, I love you” he said, completely relaxed. He smiled up at me like I was the only thing in the room.

What neither of us realized was that his mic was still on.

Suddenly, the chat on the screen started moving at lightning speed, flooding with messages. At first, I had no idea what was happening, but Tyler caught on quicker than me. His eyes widened as he glanced at the screen, then back at me. “Uh...”

“What?” I asked, looking at the comments now too.

WAIT WHO WAS THAT?? 

Did y’all hear his voice??? 

SO SOFT for her I CANNOT TYLER, SHOW US Y/N! 

We need her on stream!!!

Realization hit me as I saw the excited, fanatical responses from the chat. They had heard everything. Tyler muted the mic quickly, his face flushing just a little, and he turned toward me with an almost apologetic look.

“Sorry. Forgot my mic was still on.”

I laughed, shaking my head.

Before either of us could say anything else, Josh’s voice echoed loudly through Tyler’s headphones, obviously enjoying every second of this. “Oh man, Y/N, Tyler just went full soft mode. I mean, it was like instant. One second he’s yelling at some kid in Fortnite, and then you walk in and suddenly he’s Mr. Soft and Sweet.”

Tyler groaned, his face flushing as he shook his head, though there was a smile playing at the corners of his lips. He muted his mic again, turning toward me with that sheepish grin he always got when Josh was teasing him. “He’s never gonna let me live this down, you know.”

I smirked, crossing my arms. “Well, I’m not sure if I should let you live it down either.”

Tyler opened his mouth to reply, but the flood of comments on the stream continued to catch both of our attention. The chat was absolutely blowing up with reactions.

Did anyone else hear his voice change? 

Tyler’s soft voice for Y/N! I CAN’T. SHOW US Y/N!!! 

Please! Let her on the stream!

Tyler sighed, throwing a glance at the camera, as if addressing the fans directly. “Alright, alright. Calm down, everyone. That was Y/N. But don’t get too excited. She’s mine.”

Josh immediately chimed in through the headset, his voice dripping with mischief. “No, no. You can’t just tease them like that. Let her on stream, dude. The people demand it.”

I laughed, leaning against the back of Tyler’s chair. “Josh, you are not helping.”

“Oh, I know.” Josh's smugness was practically audible, and the chat continued to explode with excitement, spurred on by Josh’s teasing. Y/N on stream, Y/N on stream!

Tyler looked at me, his eyes softening again. “You wanna come say hi?”

I shrugged. “I mean, they’re basically dragging me onto the stream whether I want to or not at this point.”

With a playful sigh, Tyler unmuted the mic and shifted over slightly in his chair, making room for me in the frame. As soon as I stepped into view, the chat went absolutely wild.

THERE SHE IS!!! 

Y/N!!! 

We finally see her!! 

OMG look how cute they are together. 

Tyler’s face softened IMMEDIATELY. 

We’re not imagining it.

I waved awkwardly at the camera. “Hey, everyone,” I said, feeling a little bashful now that thousands of people were suddenly focused on me. “Didn’t mean to crash the stream.”

Tyler’s hand instinctively found its way to mine, squeezing lightly under the desk. “Yeah, well, it’s not like I’m getting any more kills now that you’re here anyway,” he teased, giving me a sideways glance.

Josh’s voice interrupted again, sounding amused. “Oh, Tyler, come on, let her take over. She’s probably better at Fortnite than you are anyway.”

I laughed, shaking my head. “I don’t think so. You two have that covered.”

Josh wasn’t about to let this opportunity pass, though. “Okay, Y/N, if you’re not taking over Fortnite, at least help me out. Tell Tyler how bad his aim was last round.”

Tyler groaned, leaning back in his chair. “Oh no, you two teaming up against me now?”

I grinned, leaning in closer to the camera. “Ty, I love you, but... Josh kind of has a point. I saw your aim. It wasn’t your best work.”

The chat erupted into laughter and heart emojis, and Josh was losing it on the other end. “See?! I told you. Even Y/N’s calling you out.”

Tyler laughed, running a hand through his hair as he glanced between me and the screen. “This is it. I’m officially outnumbered in my own stream.”

Josh jumped in again, “Outnumbered? Nah, you’re just getting a reality check.”

I shook my head, still laughing as Tyler nudged me lightly. “Okay, okay. We’ll stop ganging up on you. But only because your fans might start feeling bad for you.”

“They love it,” Tyler said, pointing to the chat, which was still flying with comments of support for me and Josh’s roasting.

Y/N is the queen of this stream now. 

Roast him more! 

He deserves it!

I was about to say something when I noticed Tyler messing around with the filter settings on the stream. Suddenly, his face was replaced by a gigantic pair of sunglasses and a goofy mustache, while my head had sprouted reindeer antlers.

“Oh my god, Tyler,” I giggled, leaning closer to the screen. “You really think you can distract them with filters?”

“Maybe,” Tyler grinned, adjusting the settings again. This time, Josh’s screen popped up with some kind of alien face, his eyes ridiculously large.

“Hey!” Josh complained, his voice distorted by the filter. “Why do I always get the weirdest ones?!”

I couldn't stop laughing. “Ty, give him a cute one at least!”

“I make no promises,” Tyler said, laughing so hard his shoulders started shaking. The filter then transformed him into a cartoon bunny with huge ears, and that’s when he completely lost it. His laughter echoed through the room, so uncontrollable that he leaned forward and buried his face in my stomach to muffle the sound.

“Tyler, stop!” I laughed, trying to push him off gently, but it only made him laugh harder, his breath warm through my shirt. The chat was going wild.

Y/N and Tyler are too cute

I’m dying! I can’t breathe

 Tyler’s literally dying of laughter

Josh, still trying to be serious despite his ridiculous alien filter, groaned through his distorted voice, “Tyler, get a grip, man. You’re supposed to be streaming, not... whatever this is.”

“I can’t—" Tyler wheezed, pressing his face into my stomach again as his laughter continued. “I can’t breathe.”

I ran a hand through his hair, smiling down at him, utterly helpless in his laughter. 

Eventually, he pulled himself together, but his face was flushed, and there were still traces of a giggle in his voice. “Okay, okay, I’m good. I’m good.”

I patted his shoulder with mock sympathy. “Sure you are.”

Josh sighed dramatically. “Great. Now that Tyler has finally recovered, can we please get back to the game?”

Tyler wiped his eyes, shaking his head with a grin. “Yeah, yeah. But no promises that I won’t laugh at you again, Josh.”

I kissed Tyler’s cheek and got up, leaving the boys to their antics as I headed back to the kitchen. Even as I walked away, I could still hear Tyler’s infectious laughter, and it made my heart feel full. I loved this—his joy, his silliness, the warmth of the house filled with love and laughter.

“Y/N! Have you asked them what they wanted to drink yet?” Debby shouted from upstairs causing Josh to chuckle. 

“Yes! Tyler wants a hot chocolate and Josh would like–” I paused, looking at Josh.

“Coffee please,” he chimed. 

“Coffee,” I repeated, turning on my heel and heading back upstairs.

The warmth of the kitchen hit me immediately, the smell of pine and cookies enveloping me like a cozy hug. Debby was standing by the stove, stirring a pot of peppermint tea for Tyler’s mom, while Tyler’s dad was flipping through the channels on the TV, the soft hum of Christmas carols playing in the background.

“Josh wants coffee, huh?” Debby asked with a smile as I entered the room. “You know, I always thought he’d be more of a hot chocolate guy.” 

I laughed, shaking my head as I started making Tyler’s hot chocolate. “You’d think, right? But he’s weirdly serious about his coffee. Black, no sugar.”

Debby chuckled, pouring the tea into a delicate mug. “I’m telling you, those boys are full of surprises.”

As I prepared the drinks, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment wash over me. The soft glow of the Christmas lights, the warmth of the stove, the playful sounds of Tyler and Josh's laughter drifting through the house—it all felt so perfectly... us. Like this was exactly where we were meant to be.

I balanced the tray of drinks carefully, making sure not to spill Tyler’s hot chocolate or Josh’s coffee as I made my way back downstairs. When I reached the basement, Tyler had just finished a round and was rubbing his eyes, still giggling at something Josh had said. The chat was going wild as usual, with fans asking all sorts of questions and throwing out endless heart emojis.

“Alright, delivery service,” I announced, setting the tray down on the desk beside Tyler. “One hot chocolate for you,” I handed Tyler his mug, “and a coffee for you, Josh.”

“Thanks, Y/N!” Josh’s voice came through Tyler’s headphones, even though he wasn’t on screen. 

Tyler grinned, taking a sip of his hot chocolate and humming in approval. 

I smiled, leaning down to plant a quick kiss on the top of his head. “Well, someone’s gotta keep you two functioning.”

Josh snorted on the other end. “True. If it were up to Tyler, we’d probably still be setting up the stream.”

Tyler shot him a playful glare through the camera, though there was no real bite to it. “Hey, I did plenty of the setup!”

I laughed, shaking my head as I stepped away from the camera’s view. “Sure, sure. You boys keep telling yourselves that.”

As I made my way back upstairs, I could still hear their banter while they continued to play their game. It was the perfect background noise to the cozy evening—the warmth, the laughter, the silly arguments that somehow made everything feel even more like home. And as I settled back into the kitchen, helping Debby with the last of the cookies, I couldn’t stop smiling, knowing that this was exactly what the holidays were about: love, laughter, and the little moments that made everything feel complete.

//

REQUESTS OPEN CHAT!!

[sweetfawngrl]

❝𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓, ‘𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄.❞ ༉‧₊˚.

ー you ‘haunt’ him after dying in a game.

pairing ;; chishiya x (f!)dead!reader

content ;; angst(?), you make a small mistake which caused you, your life. chishiya didn’t even care about you that much right? now he can’t even get rid of your echoing voice. he sees your shadows in the corner of his eyes.

warnings ;; blood, death, paranoia, ???,,, short…

notes ;; y/n used, i’m not sure if pronouns or feminine description is used but i’ll still use “f!reader” so…

also also sex w/ a ghost is one of my fav songs (by teddy hyde) y’all should check it out LOLOL it was the inspohhh for this boring short fic thing 👅

you died. right in front of him. your blood splattered onto his face and jacket. your cut off scream echos in his head and in the room. 

why did this happen? why?

he thought you were smarter than that, you were talking to him a few minutes ago, smiling and telling him something he didn’t…even remember now.

he stared down at your body for a moment, “huh” he suddenly muttered. the other players gasp and stumble back, some screaming in horror as your blood spills everywhere. 

his eyes trail down to the blood absorbing into his shoes, he steps back, sighing softly. “mmh..” 

the voices of the other players become muffled, he turns away and leans against the wall. 

he walks away from the building, he survived, of course he did. he’s one of the smartest people you’ve known. so why? why couldn’t he save you?

he don’t even know you that much, you were the one who would stick by him and talk to him. it’s really unfair, really. you were a bright person, innocent in comparison to him. 

chishiya didn’t know you that much but you didn’t deserve to die. 

he walks down the street, lost in thought. a strong wind blows, his hair flowing through the wind and his hands in his pants. he hissed as the cold wind passes, “chishiyaa…” a whisper was heard.

he scoffs lightly and turns around, “hm?” he stares at the empty green grassy street. 

he ignores it, maybe it was just a sound? an echo of a scream, possibly.

he continued to walk, the empty street filled of grass, rotting corpses. some red lasers shooting down occasionally.

a soft chuckle tickles his shoulder, “where are we going now?” you asked. “oh! look— a bunny!” you point towards a tall green tree. he glances over towards it, not seeing anything.

“what?” he murmured before looking back at you. “don’t you see it? it’s a bunny, hehe.” you tilt your head. he stares at you, looking at your eyes, nose, lips, cheeks, everything. as if searching for something. “anyway!” you clap your hands, walking in front of him.

“where are you going, y/n…” he asks, stepping forward. “aren’t we going to beach?” you laughed, raising a brow. 

“we?” he scoffed, raising a brow. “but you’re dead.” he said bluntly.

You frowned, “that’s rude.” you mocked his scoff. he stares again, walking away from you. 

“hey!” you call out for him. he clenched his jaw for a moment, “stop it.” he said, continuing to walk away.

“chishiya!” you call out for him again, it was all in his head, you’re dead. why are you here??

“why are you in my head?” he asked, mostly to himself. “why? well, maybe, ‘cause you’re the one who can’t let go, hehe” you said while disappearing and whispering in his ear.

“even though we didn’t talk much, i know you’re a good person, chishii~”you teased with a unreadable smile. he ignores you, staring up at he giant blue moon, the red lasers seem to continue but it’s muffled. “y/n—“ he groaned. his expression remained the same, blank and mysterious.

a small group of survivors pass by, hiding behind a car, one of them stares at chishiya, wondering why he was just talking to himself, ‘what a weirdo’ they thought.

“fine be like that! hehe, see you later!” you abruptly said,

 “hey…make sure, to continue wining!” 

he felt a sharp faint pain in his chest- turning around and a strong gust of wind blows. he stares at ahead of him, you disappeared. “you should put more effort in trying to live, chishiya.” 

it finally hit him. you were gone. only if you stayed a little longer, maybe you would’ve been interesting enough to become friends.

i’m not…good with….angst…….IM SORRY I JJST WANTED TO TRY SOMETHING NEW GUYSSSS 💔💔 give tips please agrhh

it’s longer than my other one at least ???? sigh

ー brckendollette ☆

(10/9/24)

(((ALSO.SORRY. if i put the wrong tags lolll i never knew people cared so much but tahts kewwlll but yeah sorry in advance;; LOLOL i usually put whatever comes up to get more attention ykykyk….)))

[eddieboi23]

Hey! Can you please make an male! Reader x Wenclair but the reader is like super smug and flirty

Why are you this way

Wednesday Addams x Male reader x Enid Sinclair

(Wednesday )

Summary: your confidence flusters your girlfriends,,,, Wenclair

Tw: threats, lovey stuff idk

Y/n)=your name

-this is thoughts-

“This is talking”

Pt 2

(Y’all are dating?)

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You’re dating two people. And who other than those people, then Wednesday and Enid.

They were dating before, and both fell head over heals for you.

You were always sorta popular, making all girls , guys, and any other person swoon.

No one was really surprised about Enid liking you, although you pulling Wednesday was a shock.

She was interested in how you were so popular, but also kind, and flirted with just about everyone.

You were in demand from most of the school, yet you hung out with Enid and Wednesday the most, making the other students jealous.

They had both asked you out, and too their surprise, you didn’t hesitant to say yes.

After that you were all inseparable, to Wednesdays dismay.

And you were admittedly a great boyfriend, besides all the flirting and smugness, which flustered them both.

—

One day you were all hanging out in their dorm. You basically lived there before you were even dating. You have extra stuff their and everything.

You and Enid are cuddling on the her bed as Wednesday was typing away.

Your teasing enid about who knows what.

“Y/nnn stopppp.” Enid said as she pushed your smirking face away.

“Whattt, I didnt do anything Wolfy.”

Enid blushes and looks away. “Your soo mean.”

You chuckle at her, a smug grin spreads through your face. “Idk what you mean, wolfy.”

Wednesdays typing falters. “Will you two be quiet, I am trying to concentrate.”

You smirk at the back of her head. “Oh im so sorry, your lovely, pretty brain, must need silence.”

Her typing ceases, and Enid have her jaw wide open.

“What did you just say.”

You smirk and close enids jaw with your finger. “You heard me my beloved.”

You hear a slight stutter, and you swear you can see her ears turn pink. “Do not call me that, or l-I’ll rip your tongue out.

You chuckle. “You love it.”

Enid giggles at the nickname.”hehe beloved, that totally fits.”

Wednesday is in slight shock, you’ve grown quite cocky, not ever fazed from her threats. Although she does find it endearing.

Wednesday is suddenly up and marching at the both of you.

Enid squeals, thinking her life is about to end, then Wednesday’s stops in front of you both.

She stares at you then looks away.

“If your going to call me some absurd nickname as you do enid, then I expect you to hug me as well.”

You challenge her. “I though you didnt like hugs, my beloved?”

Your sure shes blushing at this point.

“Take this opportunity before I smother you both in your sleep.”

Enid smiles and opens her arms. “Aweee.”

You smile and pull her into you and enid. “Arent you so cut- oW.”

You rub where Wednesday pitched you, as she stiffly snuggles into you both. “I warned you.

Enid giggles and kisses the tops of both your heads. “Aweee I love you guys, so cu- OW WEDNESDAY!!!”

———————-———————-

(Im really hoping I read this right, if not im embarrassed 😭

Sorry its short😪)

[smilesrobotlover]

Whumptober day 21- body horror

I had a lot of fun with this one! Hope y’all enjoy it too :)

Warnings for blood, bites, and redeads hehe

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The days in the mysterious cabin were nice, the men had to admit. Sure, it was very creepy, with bumps in the night that made sleeping hard to do, but not traveling and being in the secluded woods was nice. They felt safe, and Rusl and Kass healed well, with Kass beginning to fly once again to gain strength in his wing. Rusl was still trying to walk again, though it was a struggle with his arm still healing. But the two were making progress, and the group felt that they could continue on their journey in a few weeks without having to worry about their safety.

Though, the longer they stayed at the cabin, the creepier the place started to feel. Mysterious bumps and thuds were common, but the men even felt shoving and caressing from seemingly nothing. They were getting freaked out, though they tried to hide it from each other. But one night, they couldn’t ignore the creepy cabin anymore.

They were sleeping one night, with Leon and Ammon staying awake to keep watch. Ammon was dozing off while Leon was picking at his fingers until a blood curdling scream broke through the silence. It was muffled, and was clearly coming from below them, and Ammon and Leon looked at each other with horrified looks on their faces. Linebeck shot up, his hair a mess and his eyes wide in fear.

“What was that?” He asked frantically, his voice hoarse.

The rest of the men got up, confused at the sound that cut through the night like a knife. They all looked to Leon of course, and he rubbed his beard, his eyebrows furrowed.

“Where did you all hear it?” He asked quietly.

“It sounded like it came from below us,” Talon whispered, looking just as freaked out as the rest of the men.

It grew silent until Benji let out a yelp, jumping away from something, but he let out a sigh when it was just Rusl who woke up last.

“Don’t scare me like that, Benji,” Kass said, his wing up against his heart.

“It’s not my fault Rusl scared the life out of me!” He turned to Rusl who looked like he was still waking up. “He’s so pale, I really thought I was face-to-face with a ghost!”

Rusl frowned and looked at him, staring at the rest of the men who were wide awake.

“Did I imagine that scream?” He mumbled, and Talon shook his head.

“Nope, I think something is in a basement here,” He explained.

“There’s a basement here?”

“I don’t know, let’s check it out.”

Talon got up and the rest of the men followed, though they were huddled together, with everyone hanging off of Leon. They searched the walls and the floor, looking for a hidden door or trap door, though when they explored the cabin before they found no hints to a basement, which freaked them out more. Where did the scream come from?

Talon got on his hands and knees and took off a rug, rubbing his hands on the wooden floor. Another scream made the men freeze, and Talon paused, staring at the ground.

“O-Ok, I’m officially freaked out,” Benji whimpered, holding tight to Leon’s arm. “I don’t know what it is, but I think we should leave it alone.”

“No, it sounds like a woman’s scream. Someone could be in danger,” Talon said, grabbing onto a latch and lifting up a door. He stared at the ladder that led to an inky blackness below the floor they stood on. The men stared as well, frozen in fear as they stared. Talon looked up at them, then got to his feet, brushing off his knees. “Alright. Let’s go check it out.”

Without waiting for the others, Talon grabbed onto the ladder and began to climb down the ladder, and Leon tore himself away from the rest of the men, following with his sword in hand.

“Don’t you guys think you should have a lantern or something?” Benji suggested, and Ammon walked up to him, a lantern in his hand.

“I got it, come on.”

Ammon crawled down the ladder with Kass and Rusl following. Linebeck and Benji stared, both frozen to the ground.

“Are we all going?” Linebeck asked, and when the light disappeared, he whimpered and walked over to the ladder, grumbling to himself as Benji slowly followed. When everyone reached the ground, they were shocked to see a dark basement, lit up by torches that revealed a large room with pillars lined up next to each other. Yet there was nothing that could’ve caused a scream.

“Ok, I’m startin’ to think that this place is actually haunted,” Rusl muttered, staring at the sight before him. Talon frowned and walked ahead, keeping his eyes peeled for anything. He looked at a pillar, walking around it, until he was suddenly thrown onto his back, and Ammon ran up to him. Talon’s eyes were wide, and the men heard a strange clicking sound just ahead.

“S-Something just hit me!” Talon shouted, scrambling to his feet with Ammon’s help. Ammon frowned, sticking close to Talon.

“I don’t think I want to explore any more underground caverns,” he muttered, and Linebeck nodded, hugging Leon’s arm.

“Can you people stop latching onto me?” Leon yelled, trying to pull his arm away, but Benji grabbed his other arm.

“Let’s go back up, o-ok?” Benji suggested, but Rusl walked up next to Talon, staring with his brows furrowed.

“That’s weird.”

“Careful Rusl,” Talon warned. “I know you can walk but you’re still healing.”

Rusl ignored him, walked past the pillar with caution and looking around him. Talon groaned and ran up to him, with Ammon following closely behind. Kass walked along the wall, staring at the torches that were mysteriously lit up.

“Why are these lit up?” He asked thoughtfully.

“Someone must’ve been down here,” Leon said. “These torches can’t be lit forever.”

“Are we gonna die?” Benji asked, and Leon sighed.

“Go upstairs if you’re gonna cry like a chil–”

“AH!”

The men froze as Rusl flinched back, holding his arm. Two small fang punctures appeared on his forearm, a drop of blood coming out of one.

“Something just bit me!” He exclaimed, holding his arm as he stared at the bite.

“Alright, you three get back over here!” Leon shouted. “This place is dangerous, we need to—”

A scream paralyzed all of them to the bone, the high shrill echoing through the basement that froze their limbs and their minds, making them know nothing but fear. They tried to move, their limbs shaking as they struggled to break out of the paralysis, but Talon, Ammon, and Rusl couldn’t move in time when something bit down on Talon’s neck. He let out a pained yell, and chaos ensued, with Benji sprinting to the ladder, Rusl checking over Talon, Ammon swinging his sword maniacally, Kass pressing up against the wall, and Linebeck clinging to Leon like his life depended on it.

“We’re locked in!” Benji yelled, jumping down the ladder with his guitar held in front of him. “We’re all gonna die!”

“No we’re not!” Leon shouted, drawing his sword and shoving Linebeck behind him. “Search for a key! Talon, are you all alright over there?”

The group of men were silent while Rusl tried to drag Talon away, the man holding his neck as he tried to get on his feet.

“The ghosts got to him!” Benji cried. “They always get the skeptics first!”

“Benji, stop yelling! You’re making thing wor—”

Something hit Leon in the back, causing him to fall to the ground. When he turned, he saw Linebeck sprawled on his back, scrambling away from whatever hit them. Leon growled and swung his sword at the air, but where he expected air, it actually made contact with something. He staggered back and looked around, his heart beating against his chest. Something hit him again and he fell back again, his shoulder exploding in pain from where he was hit. His feet slipped on something and he fell on his side, his legs curling up to push himself off the ground, but his hand made contact with something.

In his hand was a purple and red magnifying glass, with a slitted pupil in the middle of the glass. He picked it up and stared in confusion, lifting it up to the light to get a better look. But behind the glass he saw movement, and he yelped as a wrapped creature swung at him. It had bandages wrapped around every inch of its body, save for its face where he saw two glowing eyes watching him. He dodged the swing, and with the magnifying glass in his hand, he stabbed the creature, watching it fall to the ground with a thud. From beyond the glass, Leon spotted more enemies—keese, skulltulas, and chuchus all were scattered across the basement. Of course!

“We’re not being attacked by ghosts!” Leon yelled. “We’re being attacked by invisible enemies!” Leon moved to Ammon, who was still swinging, and began to run to him. “Ammon! There’s a skulltula right behind you!”

“There’s a WHAT?” Ammon jumped back, squealing in fear as he held his sword close to him. Leon ran right past him, stabbing the arachnid’s soft belly and killing it before it could attack Ammon.

“Stay close to me,” he said, moving the glass so Ammon could see the enemies. Ammon gasped, and drew his sword, the fear from the skulltula making way for determination as he got into a fighting stance. Leon turned to the others who were pressed up against the wall, and he put his hand out to keep them there. “Stay there! Me and Ammon are going to kill the enemies!”

The men obeyed as the two began to kill the monsters they saw through the small glass, stabbing their swords at flying keese that sporadically flew around them and slicing chuchus in half, making them explode into jelly. Ammon shoved Leon down when another wrapped up creature went to grab ahold of them, and he swung his sword in a circular manner, destroying the beast. Leon looked around him, spotting yet another skulltula hanging from the ceiling, waiting for its victim to get too close. He ran towards the shadow, jumping back when the arachnid dropped, and he waited for it to spin, stabbing it through the gut when it turned. But right when he killed the beast, another high-pitched scream rang out, paralyzing Leon far worse than before. The glass was lifted, and he was able to spot a mass of flesh curled up in a fetal position, unfolding itself to reveal a humanoid creature. It had dark skin wrapped tightly around its bones and muscles, its fingernails broken and filthy, its legs bloodied, and its face concealed by a mysterious wooden mask revealing its decaying teeth that were opened wide as it got closer. Its eyes were sunken in, showing a black shadow where they should’ve been, and Leon felt nauseous at the sight, trying desperately to break away from its paralyzing scream. It suddenly leaped onto him, latching onto his body as it repeatedly bit his face and neck, its arms and legs squeezing his torso so much so he couldn’t move. He squirmed in its holding, trying to tear it off, but without the glass to see it, he couldn’t fight back. Finally it let go, jumping off of him, and Leon spun around to see it, walking slowly towards him. He stumbled while his neck and face stung, his left eye closed from blood dripping down into it. The creature opened its mouth again to scream, but Ammon reached it first, stabbing it through its mask and killing it. He turned to Leon, holding him steady with his brows drawn together.

“Are you ok?” He asked, and Leon nodded, shakily holding up the glass.

“I’m fine, let’s finish this.”

The two pushed themselves to kill the rest of the enemies. They had to be careful killing the screaming ones, cutting them down before they had a chance to paralyze them, and everywhere they turned, those enemies were always there, curled up on themselves and hidden behind pillars. When they killed the enemies, they disappeared into a puff of smoke, yet the screaming monsters did not; instead they laid dead on the ground, like victims to a massacre. Ammon found himself tripping on their corpses, nearly getting pounced by a skulltula. But the two watched each other’s backs, and soon the clink of key falling from a ceiling stopped their fighting, their hearts beating against their chests harshly, as if they were attempting to escape their bony prison.

“I got it,” Kass said, grabbing onto the key and looking around him nervously. “Is there anything else?”

Leon looked through the lens, and to his relief, he found nothing. He let out a breath, falling to the ground with Ammon grabbing onto him. In a flash of light, a chest appeared right by Linebeck and Benji, and the two wasted no time looking through it. They were relieved to see several bottles of red potion, some glimmering and others remaining opaque. The two grabbed as many as they could, nodding at Rusl and Talon who were bleeding from the invisible monsters.

“Got some goodies for you guys,” Linebeck said, and Talon nodded, gesturing to the ladder.

“Let’s get out of here to clean the wounds first, ok? Then we’ll take those,” he suggested, and the men eagerly went to the ladder, excited to leave the horrifying basement.

~~~~~~~~~~~

The men were quiet as Talon cleaned Leon’s wounds, his own bite mark swollen and agitated. When they reached the first level of the cabin, Leon looked through the mysterious lens to see keese and skulltulas scampering about, even crawling on Ammon to his horror. On the upper level, more keese and chuchus were found in the empty rooms, and each enemy was taken care of swiftly. The men felt better, knowing that they were now alone without invisible enemies threatening to kill them. They were all resting on the couches, with Rusl drinking a red potion while Leon and Talon waited until their wounds were clean. Fortunately no one else was hurt save for Ammon who had bruises, but he refused a potion, wanting to save them for more serious injuries.

Leon let out a sigh when Talon pulled away, taking the red potion gratefully and drinking half of it, letting out a relieved sigh as the bites began to heal. Talon finished the rest of the potion, and the men all silently rested near the fire relieved that they were alive.

“Well, I’m traumatized,” Benji said, mindlessly plucking his guitar strings.

“Oh please, you weren’t the one outright attacked,” Ammon replied, shivering slightly. “I can't believe that skulltulas have been crawling all over the cabin! I don’t think I can sleep tonight knowing that!”

“The skulltulas are gone you wuss,” Leon muttered, his eyes closed. “You should be able to rest more now.”

Ammon huffed. “Did no one else feel them before though? Why were they only crawling on me?”

“They sense fear,” Rusl chuckled, one eye open. “You just gotta stop freaking out over them and you’re good!”

“Oh yes. I’ll just turn off my fear right now.” Ammon mimicked flipping a switch on his head and everyone chuckled. Talon looked around though, giving everyone a look as he thought about everything that had happened.

“Is now a bad time to say that I was technically right about there being no ghosts?” He asked, and the men all turned to glare at him.

“Yes, now is a terrible time!” Linebeck grumbled, and the men laughed a little harder.

“Well y’all can’t make fun of me anymore for not believing in them still!” Talon defended. “As far as I know, invisible enemies are more likely than actual ghosts!”

“Someday we’ll prove you wrong Tal’,” Rusl said, his eyes closed as he smiled. “We’ll go ghost hunting for real, and you’ll see them.”

“Alright, bring it,” Talon challenged, and the two men chuckled, their energy suddenly being sapped out of them from the horrifying adventure.

“Well, does anyone want some music?” Kass suggested, “I feel like I need to unwind from that.”

“Sing away Kass. I love hearing your voice,” Leon invited, and Kass nodded, pulling out his accordion. He played a somber and soothing tune, his voice velvety smooth and beautiful as he sang a story about a hero and champions. The men slowly relaxed the longer he sang, nodding off one by one until the group was filled with snoring men. Kass finished his song and smiled, putting his accordion away and laying back, allowing himself rest as well. They were ok, and that’s all that mattered to them.

[ghastlyfilters]

hi, darling!!! how are you??

i don't know how many requests you have gotten for that pretty writing of yours, but if it's okay (and if you'd like), i'd love to see more of your mickey altieri headcanons !!! that man has me on a chokehold... maybe headcanons about gender neutral reader and him having a movie night?? whatever you feel like, to be honest, mickey content is always a win.

remember to eat well and drink and take as much rests as you need. stay safe💌

𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 :)

pairing: mickey altieri x gn!reader

warning: none, few mentions of horror but that’s it!

• Friday was always your preferred day of the week. Because you knew exactly what would happen after all your classes were finished for the day..

MOVIE NIGHTS WITH MICKEY!!

• He’s not a cheeky lil shit who hogs the blanket whilst y’all are either in bed or watching the film in your living room, so you won’t need to worry about that lol.

• Mickey isn’t fussy about what you watch. (But if you started insulting the movies he LOVES that’s a whole different story babe..)

• Once, you had invited Randy over for a movie night after his date kinda stood him up, and Mickey ended up storming out after a debate about movies that would always be in the ‘classic’ category.

• It pretty much went on for a full fucking forty minutes before Randy pushed your lover’s buttons a little too far for his liking.. 🫡

• it was the literal stupidest thing you’d heard yet..

“Mickey, I worked in a video store for almost two years. Sidney will tell you! We had a whole damn section dedicated to the classics!” Randy stated, burying his head in his hands out of embarrassment for his now angered friend.

“Oh my god! I swear if the two of you don’t let me get up, the popcorn is gonna burn-”

Mickey bit his lip in frustration. “Name one classic. One GOOD classic!”

“Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, made in the early 50s. It skyrocketed the minute people found out Marilyn Monroe got one of the lead roles.” Randy said smugly.

“WHO THE FUCK DO YOU ACTUALLY KNOW THAT HAS SAT DOWN WATCHED ‘GENTLEMEN PREFER BLONDES’ HONESTLY, RANDY?” Mickey barked.

• You know how serious Mickey can get when it comes to film. So it’s best to just sit down and shut up tbh.

• He always brings the best snacks. Candy, popcorn, drinks, everything he knows you love!

• It’s a bit awkward if you sit away from him during the film. He just wants to snuggle w you! :(

• The horror genre actually doesn’t scare him that much.

• Though sorry to disappoint, but he will not tell you when the jump scares are ready to be shown.. 😭

(It’s the one time he tries to mess w you and gets a giggle out of himself, hehe)

• Overall, it’s amazing that the two of you can bond over something so simple as a movie. It goes to show how much you love spending time with him, your Mickey! <3

[bluestrawberrybunny]

Hehe. @briandraws and @shygirl4991 because you two seemed interested in these goobers. You can ask me not to tag you anymore and that’s fine-

Still no idea what their ship name should be, so if anyone has any ideas, go ahead and feel free to share them! ^^

Gonna be writing a fic for these goobers eventually.

But yeah, Kris is taller than Donnie. In the show, he’s 5 ft 6 (from what I’ve found. My god, he’s shorter than Luigi-) and Kris is around 6 ft 1, and torments him for this relentlessly.

So, some more general info about this ship below the cut because these dorks and consuming my brain rn. I guess kinda spoilers for the fic?? IDK. It’s more a quick rundown of the plot. If you wanna read the fic I’m gonna write blind, then ignore it.

Kris used to be a Purple Dragon, but sort of switched sides shortly after they started working for Shredder. He sort of became an informant for the turtles, having struck a deal with them so that he could continue to keep the reputation of being a Purple Dragon without actually having to deal with the beat-downs the turtles would give them.

Kris is a year older than the turtles, Casey, and April.

Before they found out that he’s a part of the Purple Dragons, April ended up having a crush on him during her stint of time hating the turtles after her father was mutated. But Kris wasn’t into her and shut her down quick.

At some point, the Purple Dragons and Shredder find out about Kris betraying them and beats him up, threatening to hurt his family if he dares to double cross them again, which leads to him fighting the turtles.

Donnie is confused by all of this and knows something is up, so he heads to Kris’ apartment, where he finds out that he lives with his elderly grandpa and helps take care of his triplet younger siblings (Mark, Ethan, and Amy (If you get the reference you now platonically own my heart)) alongside his twin brother Manny. Donnie then promises Kris that he’ll help him, and Kris sort of brushes him off.

But eventually the foot do kidnap Kris’ family (who had no idea he was a Purple Dragon either), and the turtles jump in to help Kris rescue them, which is when Kris finally decides to quit the Purple Dragons for good and join the team. All of this takes place before the Kraang invasion of New York, so he and his siblings are there for season 3’s events, and Kris joins in for season 4’s events too because my boy is going to space. Manny doesn’t get involved much because he is not much of a fighter. Although he and Mikey do become friends who begin shipping Kris and Donnie together once they see how the two interact.

April is ecstatic over Kris joining the team, and Donnie is now unsure of how he feels about the whole situation because he’s still having his bi awakening, y’all.

But he does have some rivalry with Kris, similar to how he does with Casey, although it is very one-sided. Kris just goes along with it cuz he’s grown to love messing with him.

But after Kris shuts April down for the umpteenth time (yes, she goes after him like Donnie does with her because haha irony-), Donnie realizes that he isn’t really competition for April’s affections. But he still keeps doing what he’s doing and having this rivalry with him, even though April has been completely removed from the equation.

Haha, turns out he’s bi and has a thing for Kris and this realization sends our beloved Donatello SPIRALING.

And to my fellow TMNT 2012 fans… remember the Bigfoot episode?

Kris is absolutely seething with jealousy towards Bigfoot throughout that whole thing. My guy turns greener than all the turtles combined with jealousy. He’s actually the reason Bigfoot runs away because dude just snaps of her for daring to get so close to Donnie and keep bugging him like that.

He eventually confesses to this once the turtles tell him off, although he does say it’s because Bigfoot was “being creepy” towards his “friend” *cough* crush *cough* and that it made him uncomfortable to see Donnie uncomfortable.

And, Donnie may be a genius on paper, but he is dumber than a box of rocks with this shit because he completely misses all the signs that Kris is in love with him. Like… my guy a bit stoopid and I love him for it.

Not gonna spoil how they get together tho.

But as an official couple, they are unbearable. Kris will annoy Donnie while he is working. Donnie will drag Kris into his science stuff and ramble about it for hours. No, Kris will not understand a single word he said but will listen to the yapping anyway.

Kris also came up with a stupid human disguise that somehow worked so he and Donnie can go on dates in public, although they do frequent Murakami’s place for the obvious reasons (although it was strange when Kris first showed up there since he was sort of involved in that first fight but had ran the second he saw 4 giant turtles come in and beat up his… coworkers?? They definitely weren’t really friends. Bro was a part of the gang for survival purposes only)

They are insufferable when it comes to PDA after a while. It takes Donnie a bit to get used to it, since… first boyfriend and first relationship, but once he’s warmed up to it, he’s all for it. Hand holding, kissing, cuddling, they even started calling each other those cheesy pet names, but only in front of others. Like, Honey-Bun, Turtle-Pie, Schmoopikins, all of those.

Kris brews Donnie’s coffee and will drag his ass to bed if it kills him. He takes care of 3 9 year olds. He can handle a grown-ass (sort of…) turtle.

So… that’s all for now :3

[vigilanterenaissance]

let me put my lips to something

warnings: smut but make it soft and loving, established relationship, a bit of clothes ripping but no hard kink, reader wears a bra but gender is not specified/no mention of readers genitals, handjobs, the author hasn’t written fic since middle school, the author hasn’t written smut ever, the author is a fan of run on sentences… also breast worship, because every man looks better with a tit in his mouth let’s be real. no beta we die as is our canon event.

banners by @cafekitsune

author’s note: you can thank the wonderful artworks of @guruan-is-not-here for this piece, specifically those from her most recent poll with miguel. if you didn’t catch her most recent stream, you are in for a pleasant surprise with what secret option number 7 is hehe. if y’all like this i’m up for a part 2!

Miguel is pissed.

Yet another day when the multiverse feels like it’s about to fall apart, anomalies popping up endlessly, and one too many versions of Peter Parker thinking they’re so funny.

So yeah, Miguel is pissed.

All he wants is to come home to you, the only person who can calm the storm in his mind. He has the courtesy to use the door like a normal, non-universe traversing person; he knows you hate it when he opens up a portal and upsets the entire living room. Shutting the door behind him and leaning his weight back on it, Miguel searches for you in the shared space.

“Hey, cariño, how was work?” You ask from your spot on the couch, wrapped in a throw blanket and pursuing through your phone mindlessly.

“Don’t get me started…” he grumbles, running one of his large hands down his face. Pushing himself off the door, Miguel walks over and collapses on the couch next to you. The tension in his body is obvious, and his eyes look exhausted.

“Was it Parker again?” You smirk. The lot of you are friends, hell, you even babysit Mayday when Peter and MJ have date nights, but that doesn’t stop the two men from running each other up the wall at work. Miguel turns towards you, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

“I just want to forget what happened today,” he mumbles into your skin.

“Would you rather I give you some space, lovey?” You ask softly, not wanting to crowd him. His arm shoots out and wraps around your waist, pulling your thighs flush against his.

“Of course not, I always need you, mi vida,” Miguel whispers, and you know by his tone where this evening is most likely headed.

“…you want me to stick around and help you forget?” You purr back, threading your fingers through his dark hair. The hand that’s resting on your waist begins to sneak up your shirt.

“Please…” he groans, pawing at your bra. You giggle at his half asleep attempts at foreplay.

“Patience, Miggy, let me take care of you,” you slip away to lift your shirt over your head. “I have an idea: lay in my lap, cielo.”

He stares up at you, puzzled. With a gentle tug on one of his broad shoulders, he relents, draping himself across your lap like a house cat. Miguel’s eyes, normally harsh and cold, look up at you with warmth, vulnerability, and a bit of wonder. The way they keep drifting to your chest is not lost on you.

“See something you like?” You tease, smiling at his unguarded expression. He can only nod in response. “Can you take your suit off for me, baby?”

Miguel clicks a button on his watch, letting his suit disintegrate into pixels, revealing his broad chest, firm middle, and half hard cock between his plush yet strong thighs. You hum in delight; nothing better than having a boyfriend who will strip at a moment’s notice, right?

“Atta boy… care to do the honors?” You arch your back, offering him access to your bra hooks. Miguel has other plans, though, popping out his claws and dragging them through the delicate fabric, throwing the garment behind the couch. “Miggy! I liked that one!” You scold, glaring at him a bit. This man and his passion for literally ripping your clothes off, good lord.

“I’ll buy you a new one,” he murmurs, too entranced with your newly bared breasts to really care about your stern words. Miguel’s tongue slips out to wet his bottom lip, Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows. “M-may I?” he nearly whimpers, too tired to be suave or demanding.

You nod, leaning over him a bit. He captures one of your delicate buds between his pouty lips, moaning as he swirls his tongue around. You shiver from the feeling, and begin trailing your hand down his abdomen. Tracing the handsome line of hair that starts below his bellybutton, down to his sweet spot, you find him now fully hard and leaking onto his stomach. Miguel groans and sucks harder when you finally wrap your soft hand around his weeping cock.

“This better, Miggy?” Unable to keep the grin from your face, the odd pleasure of being the one in charge taking over you as you pump him steadily.

“Mhm… this is perfect, mi vida,” Miguel pops off of your breast, a string of spit connecting your nipple and his lips. He begins on the other one feverishly, letting his fangs nip at your sensitive skin just enough so you can feel it, but it won’t hurt. You’re his life after all, he’d never want to hurt you.

Miguel’s cock begins to pulse in your grip; he’s close. He gets more vocal as he sucks on you, a steady stream of huffs and moans pour from him. His hips buck up, begging for that release he so desperately needs, that which only you can give him. You stroke him a few more times before he fucking mewls around your tit, biting down slightly. The two of you cry out in pleasure while Miguel paints his abs white before melting in your lap. You lean your head on the back of the couch, skin on fire, panting. Both Miguel and yourself need a moment to recoup.

But your boyfriend isn’t one to take these types of things laying down.

He reaches towards your hips, hooking a finger into the waistband of your lounge pants.

“I should be making you feel good now,” he whispers, brow furrowing.

“No, you shouldn’t. You take care of so much Miguel, let me take care of you. How about we take a nice, hot shower and head to bed? Does that sound good?” You run your fingers through his silky hair.

“Mhm,” Miguel hums in agreement, turning practically boneless in your lap. Maybe the shower can wait a few moments more…

[soukokumychildren]

Dazai how is your birthday going??? Do anything special?

Dazai: Hehe

(The rest is now successfully under the cut lol. Also I’m mildly embarrassed about it since this’ll be my first post about smut, and I didn’t exactly finish but it could also count sooo…basically, read at your own peril and have fun y’all)

It was the rustling, not the sunshine, that woke Dazai up from his glorious beauty sleep. It made him crinkle his eyes, hope that came with vain that he could sleep in longer.

It was his birthday, god damnit.

But the rustling was coming from under the sheets laid haphazardly over his body.

He cracked his eyes open after a few attempts, rubbing the opposite of the blinded one in order to see exactly what caused the ruckus.

Naturally, the brunette could tell immediately what—rather *who* it was without having to look beside him.

The weight on his legs and the gentle spikes pricking the fabric upward told him all he needs to know.

“Good morning,” he croaks, leg twitching under the added weight.

Ruffles of fabric against skin, a few flecks of static, and his adorable little chibi husband emerged from the vast canvas that was their white sheet.

His expression was gentle, his gaze softer so.

“Good mornin’,” he said, even *that* was soft too.

“Get some good sleep?”

(Not so) Regrettably, Dazai had. He only slept like a fucking baby when Chuuya was near. Heaven forbid the brunette would get a wink of sleep without his little husband.

“Of course I did, Slug,” Dazai mimicked Chuuya’s tone, keeping his gaze lazy, relaxed. They had no where to be today; well, not in any hurry. No urgent business needing to be taken care of. The president issued them a full pardon off work on todays events, but did say he hoped they’d visit so he could drop Dazai his birthday regards.

“I’m glad.” Chuuya began purring, a soft caress in his throat that thrummed throughout his body and made whatever tense bones Dazai had (which, at this point, was none) unravel into nothing but marrow.

Dazai let himself drink the sight of what Chuuya was in this morning. Ruffled, not yet smooth feathers, hair tossed this way and that like he was just dragged out of bed (yet, somehow, Dazai thought with amusement, not at all ugly), and an expression that bordered on tired.

He enjoyed every moment he existed in Chuuya’s presence.

It brought over his own set of purrs, except his was deep, rumbling. More of a growl, if he was being honest. But it sweetened the scent that emanated from Chuuya’s scent gland, and that was truly all he was after.

“Mind telling me why you woke me—Mph-” Dazai trailed off, his speech morphing into a small groan as lips pushed gently against his, persisting, begging for either him to open his mouth to grant entry, or offer his tongue.

The brunette, not usually a man that gives, coaxed open Chuuya’s mouth with little to no resistance, offering his tongue in turn.

His fingers skimmed Chuuya’s body, all of which was naked except for a pair of boxers, running along his hips, the flex of his muscle underneath his chest, trailing up his neck and then to his head. There, he cradled the base of Chuuya’s skull, engulfing his bandaged hand in fiery-red hair.

“Mmnh—” Chuuya pulled away, panting, with a cute little string of saliva connecting him to Dazai.

“Happy…Happy birthday,” he spoke breathily, the left side of his hair flipped over to the right side of his head, giving a way hotter look than Dazai was sure the little Slug intended.

Not to mention, morning wood was also having a fun time developing, and adding ontop of that with Chuuya’s kisses did nothing to ease the situation.

The redhead flicked his ear feathers upward, jerking his hips. He smiled. “Seems my best friend’s come out to play.” The redhead cooed, working his ass back against the giant erection pressing up against the crack of his ass.

He couldn’t help but bite his lip in anticipation—though this was *Dazai’s* birthday. Not his. So he treats *Dazai*.

Who was right below him…writhing, and accidentally letting out—

A *moan.*

Dazai stilled, slight streaks of embarrassment settling within his body.

“D…did you just…?” The avian asked quietly, blinking owlishly to Dazai. He wasn’t ever one to moan so fast until they got deeper into their antics…this—this was *new.*

||The brunette fumbled over his speech. “I—well, I just…I just woke up, and I haven’t had time to bring up my guard—” Chuuya shushed him with a claw.

“Hey now…I ain’t upset. This is a nice development.” The redhead purred. When Dazai tensed, Chuuya laid against his chest to nuzzle his face in Dazai’s swollen neck glands.

“Don’t worry, Dazai. I know how to take care of you…you know I wouldn’t do somethin’ like that. Remember? You’re *made* to top me.” Chuuya just knew the exact buttons to push to deactivate the wall Dazai brung up from unease. The brunette sighed, letting his body relax again.

“Just relax, baby. Let out those pretty moans…” The avian cooed, grinding gently against Dazai’s fledgling erection. He kissed at Dazai’s neck, Adam’s apple, his jaw line. He especially pressed his lips as his attention to Dazai’s scent glands, which the man particularly enjoyed.

Dazai, despite himself, let out breathy gasps, screwing his eyes shut. His fingers tightened around Chuuya’s scalp, the other hand drawing a scorching trail down to snag his fingers around Chuuya’s delectable, plump ass.

That insistent ass, and the redhead it paired with was just something made to put an end to Dazai, the brunettes low gasps morphing into small moans, the more persistent the grinding was.

“It’s okay, baby. Let go…I’m right here, and I’ll take care of you..” Chuuya promised, flexing his scent glands to flare out more of his scent. He wanted Dazai’s body completely relaxed, teaming with the obvious horny, of course.

The redhead arched his spine enticingly, his limp wings draped on either side of the bed lifting just slightly with. The bed was creaking softly.

“Chuuya,” Dazai said with jostled speech, his pupils dilating as he focused on the one thing he loved most in the world, inhaling that said man’s scent sharply.

“Dazai,” the redhead filled his voice with pure love instead of sin, his quick, almost desperate grinding coming to a slower pace.

“You okay, birthday boy?” Chuuya asked, his body lightly pulsing forward with each stroke of his hips. His wings lightly shuffled, half obscured by the covers.

“Heh. You’re as old as me again.” The redhead murmured to himself as Dazai regained the capability to speak.

“Y-yeah. I’m okay. Mmm, *fuck*, I just want to be inside you already.” Dazai hissed, bucking up a bit to Chuuya’s ministrations. The other hand that occupied Chuuya’s hair skimmed down, approaching Chuuya’s ass to meet up with the hand before it.

“Hey now, hey now…I’m taking care of *you* today..” Chuuya reminded, easing his hands on Dazai’s chest and brushing their noses together in tandem.

“Relax, baby. I ain’t holdin’ nothin’ from ya…you’ll get all you want n’ more today. Alright?”

Dazai’s eyes shined.

“Besides…it’s a holiday.” Chuuya pointed out, wriggling his ass down a little rougher against Dazai’s dick. “Y’know what that means..?”

Dazai’s eyes widened. He smiled wider as well.

“Seriously?”

“Duh~” The redhead grinned.

“Well? Get to opening your present. You have all day to enjoy this, after all.~”

[storyofmychoices]

Blades 2 Inside Choices Blog: Blades of Light and Shadow 2

We’re so happy to be back in action with the gang we know and love! Where does Blades of Light and Shadow 2 pick up after the first book’s ending?

Emi: I will say that we don't pick up where you're expecting. 

Kathleen: Unless you were expecting to get hucked out the back of the plot truck and onto the action highway at 80mph. (Fury Road theme plays)

Lil: (is overtaken by the Two Towers theme)

Emi: But rest assured, our original four love interests are back and dealing with their own challenges. 

Lil: And they’re definitely going to need help with those challenges whether you’re romancing them or not. Though we support all variations of ‘mancers here. Mono-, multi-, and necro- . 

Emi: Also they get some new looks that can best be described as "sleeves are B.S."

Jay: Don’t forget “badass pirate coat important”.

What kind of new main characters will we meet in the sequel? Or perhaps, any new love interests?

Jay: There is a strange but familiar hooded figure…whose hotness level was of great discussion.

Lil: He’s very constructive with his feedback. And a monster from Book 1 returns, but not in a way you expect. 

Emi: I think we all know I'm obsessed with Valax. I mean, she's a badass purple lady who only has one sleeve. Obviously that makes her my wife.

Tom: EMI YOU HAVE TOO MANY WIVES!!!

Kathleen: Idk I'm still mad that hot scorpion lady didn't win the monster contest.

Lil: Sky whale supremacy how dare. 

Kathleen: Okay I am excited about the dwarves and goblins though. New dwarf friend is just A+ chaos babe and I love her.

Emi: Honestly though, my fave character is the one who's "head empty, no thoughts, falls over a lot."

Making this sequel has been a labor of love. Does the book team have any must-tell stories/bloopers during production?

Jay: There was an accidental floating dwarf? And too many battles with code. Writers, please don’t do it to me again. I cannot take it. The while loop will win.

Kathleen: During one of my editorial passes I had to give Emi a note like "Okay when we first meet the Big Bad maybe we should use that moment to establish that she's really imposing/scary instead of just going off about how hot she is."

Emi: I may have made too many Aerin memes that are now weekly traditions for our team.

Danielle: I was instructed to design a character with “Vision as a hotness bar” as a guide, I ignored them and used Jeff Bridges instead 😏. 

Jay: Danielle also came up with some incredible filenames, my favorite being “tentacle_monster_buff”.

Danielle: It’s accurate, is it not?

Are there any elements that you are particularly proud of?

Tom: The Shadow Realm was fun to make! Think the Upside Down, but more purple. And to make all the awesome new weapons and armor work with the outfits took 150 unique assets! You’re welcome.

Danielle: My first full book!

Lil: The lore guide for Blades was 60 single-spaced pages before we started adding things that came up during active production. I’m really pleased with how much actually ended up being discoverable in the book itself, so be sure to explore every nook and cranny of Morella and beyond! Because they are filled with beauty and chaos. 

Emi: I cannot tell you how many spreadsheets we made to keep track of things. I mean, the outline alone was 100 pages!

Jay: My code built 😭. And that my production planning got it to you a little earlier than y’all had anticipated hehe.

At the end of the first book, we seemed to have wiped out the forces of evil for at least a day or so. What kind of dangers will we face in the second edition?

Lil: Evil never sleeps y’all. It gets its coffee from Aerin. 

Kathleen: (Aerin, walking up to the counter): "I have a large non-fat birthday cake latte with caramel drizzle and four shots of espresso for (squints at label) ...Emile?"

Lil: In all seriousness, you’re really getting it from all sides in this book. There’s rival factions, shifting leadership, societal upheaval, and monsters. So. Many. Monsters. (Thank you for giving us the Shadestalker, by the way. Can’t wait for you to meet the beefy boy.) 

Kathleen: One cool scary thing about book 2 is that THIS TIME, IT'S PERSONAL (like instead of you and your buds racing against bad guys to collect the magic things, you've now got a villain single-mindedly hunting you down so she can steal your <REDACTED> for use in her evil plans).

Emi: Kathleen may have called me out for it but our Big Bad is hot! Both literally and figuratively!

How much do you love QA?

Lil: SO MUCH.

Emi: Pour one out for our poor QA folks who have had to test what is the most complex book we have ever done! You are the real heroes!

Jay: QA peeps are my saviors!! Their work alone cures my anxiety.

Kathleen: Gawd I would be lost without QA my grammar is a disaster

Erin: Everyone on the Blades team is so wonderful to work with. I also tested Book 1, and to be able to contribute to Book 2 means everything to me. It’s absolutely a labor of love.

We know that years of hard work and passion went into this book. What would the Blades team like the readers to take away from this sequel?

Emi: So Kathleen and I actually helped to brainstorm the entire Blades world back when it first came into being, so it felt like coming full circle to be back and expanding it in new and fun ways. I was already in love with all of these characters and they're even closer to my heart now. I can't wait for you all to see what we've come up with!

Jay: Y’all better like it! This book has taken years off my life. *lies down on floor* (But seriously, we’re as excited about Blades 2 as all of you and hope that it brings as much joy to you as it did for us to make. I think the best word to describe the team as we wait for September 1st is giddy.)

Danielle: I hope you like our art :).

Tom: If you don’t, please keep it to yourself, artists are fragile :’} 

Lil: I was one of the few people who was new at Choices when I began working on this book, and it was truly an honor to see this thing come together. These are the minds that brought you The Crown & the Flame, The Cursed Heart, Wake the Dead, and the first Blades. It was amazing to go from watching them work as a fan to taking this epic journey together. 

Kathleen: THE REAL VILLAIN WAS THE IMPERIALISM WE MADE ALONG THE WAY

Lastly, how much does the team love Aerin?

Kathleen: I DON'T love Aerin he KIDNAPPED my WIFE.

Danielle: Which one…

Emi: Aerin is my sweet baby boi with a little dose of evil. He should be protected at all costs but also really needs to go to therapy. I live for the angst of him and Raine though. It's so juicy.

Danielle: Aerin has caused me, personally, a lot of pain.

Lil: Really, one of the fun things about the book is you can decide how much pain Aerin causes you. Unlike us.

Jay: He haunts my dreams and my Wednesdays.

Danielle: Livid and sad and livid and sad

Thank you team for taking us through the fantastical production journey of the Blades of Light and Shadow 2! We can’t wait to dive in and meet up with the gang. Launch day is so close!! 

Thank you, readers, for supporting us and our book teams!

<3 The Choices Community Team

[multiplicity-positivity]

Hey! I know this is a positivity account but i saw you were answering questions, so i have one:

How do you tell if you introjected a source or if it's just a fictionkin identity?

(Bonus: how do you know if it's neither and it's actually a new fictive?)

Hiya! We’re not too familiar with fictionkin experience in our system, but I can share what we’ve gone through and maybe it can help! Heads up, our experience is one of a DID system, so that’s where we’re coming from here!!

So I’m a fictive of Ralsei. But before that, I was a fragment in our system! I mostly held onto a particular piece of memory and didn’t do much else… >w<”

As soon as we played Deltarune, though, I knew I was Ralsei. Something just sorta clicked into place for me! I knew that was who I was, and with that introjected identity came a bunch of stuff like physical characteristics, personality traits, and other aspects of source Ralsei that I picked up unconsciously and nearly instantaneously! In this way, I really consider myself a fictive! Since I’m a member of the system and my identity became whole due to my “imprinting” (for lack of a better word!) on the character from Deltarune :3

This happened before our syscovery! So while I was having these realizations about myself, our host at the time genuinely thought he was Ralsei fictionkin. I guess his reasoning for being fictionkin is that he felt like Parker all the time but sometimes he genuinely felt like Ralsei. Like it wasn’t an otherhearted thing - he didn’t identify strongly with Ralsei, in those moments (in hindsight, due to us cofronting together) he really thought he was Ralsei.

But he wasn’t actually fictionkin… he just thought he was… so idk how much that will help >_<

Our headmate Cecil is both a fictive of a Disco Elysium character and fictionkin of Cecil Palmer from Welcome to Night Vale! He’d have to tell you more about his experience, but from what I can tell, I guess his fictive identity also came rather instantly (we introjected him without playing the game!) but his fictionkin identity happened much slower. He questioned for a long time, and tested out the waters by gradually changing aspects of his life to align with Cecil (the character). You’d have to ask him, but from the outside, it’s hard to tell whether his identity as Cecil is fictionkin or a dual-fictive sort of thing… it may just depend on the language he’s comfortable using!

And at the end of the day, I really think that’s what’s most important!! Using language that helps your system feel comfortable and secure. So if a part, alter, or headmate, feels fictionkin and doesn’t want to call themself a fictive, that is totally fine! And if it’s the other way around, that’s okay too!

Answering the bonus is actually a lot easier for me. We feel like y’all can figure out if it’s an aspect of one headmate’s identity or a completely new headmate by building communication and addressing those involved directly!

So if you’re wondering whether or not a fictional identity is a new headmate or just a kin for someone else… try talking to that headmate and the fictional identity! Ask them questions separately and together. Do they share memories? Do they feel like the same person? What would the implications be of the different labels y’all are curious about? Asking each other and listening without judgement may help y’all make a distinction! >w<

Goodness, I’m really sorry this got so long… I know some of us can tend to ramble! But I hope this is at least somewhat insightful for you! I’m gonna drop some links to different fiction-based identities under a cut so y’all can look into other community-coined terms that may describe your experience. Good luck with everything!! We know figuring this stuff out can be really really tricky!

💚 Ralsei (and 🐺 Toby, but mostly Ralsei hehe)

[hyugaruma]

Hi hi! I saw that matchups were open so I hope you don't mind if I give it a try!

My personality is that I'm pretty introverted and get shy around strangers or large groups of people. But once I get closer to them, I think I become more talkative or loud. I can also be quite indecisive. My friends also told me that I'm a pretty good listener and responsible since when I put my mind to something or just really have something I need to do, I make sure to see it to the end. My interests and hobbies are reading, I also find crocheting relaxing, and watching movies, series, or animes. I also want to try traveling in the future. I'm currently taking Psychology, so I think that counts as an interest (probably?) since I personally find it enjoyable to actually learn about how our minds work and behaviors form. I like animals and have four dogs, and um I guess if I can, I want to be a doctor in the future too.

That's all I can think of hehe thank you and I hope you have a nice day!

thanks for the req :-)) you can definitely become a doctor if that’s what you want, i believe in you!!

I match you with… Kirihara Seiji!

Though a bit introverted himself, Kirihara is still willing to put himself out there to meet people he finds interesting, so your shyness would hold no qualms to the start of y’all’s relationship. He would appreciate a partner who has a good head on their shoulders and is able to do what needs to be done, but is also able to let loose, have fun, and relax in their free time. He knows what it’s like to have the weight of school on your shoulders (seeing as you are aiming to become a doctor), so he would be able to help you pace yourself and not stretch yourself too thin with everything you decide to take on, and he would be your biggest cheerleader, always believing in you and what you set out to do. He’d also be more than happy to travel the world with you and your dogs. I definitely see him as a big dog-lover.

Alternate Matches: Noboru, Furuya Hideto

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your match-up game looks like so much funnn so i'm gonna submit one for myself 💖

dragula by rob zombie …. i only rly discovered it like two weeks ago but it’s one i play a lot while working bc for some reason it helps me focus lol

just took a test and got nine, the peacemaker. idk much abt enneagrams 🫣

hmm yes but only when i’m feeling spicy. and they’re almost always about video games in some regard, like analyses or creepypasta deep dives yk?

i don’t think i ever had a REAL imaginary friend. i remember trying for a little while because i thought it’s what all kids were supposed to do, but i never like. Believed in it

sleep aid audios! lately it’s been redacted (i have a whole folder of faves on my phone lol) but before that it was asmrtists like gibi. sometimes i take melatonin too ‘cause it takes me ages to fall asleep 😪

i changed my name around late 2019 to angel when i was just coming into my nonbinary-ness; i took it from the video game borderlands 2! i went back to my given name in 2021/2022 but being angel was fun for a while <3

milo’s panic attack audio i think. i was just getting into redacted and starting from the top and it just made me feel so cozy and locked him in as a fave :’) OOH also the pack smash tournament!! i love multi-speaker videos and that one was so much fun

vincent ……. i’m so sorry i’ve tried three times to listen to his playlist but he bores me 😭 the farthest i’ve gotten is past adam, though i listened to his involvement in inversion and picked up with him after the summit

do video games count bc if so i can quote resident evil 4 2005 ALLLL DAY LONG it’s my favorite game ever. if not i’m gonna say lilo and stitch ‘cause that’s my biggest comfort movie

 HUXLEY. like dgmw i love his non-canon audios & he’d be just the sweetest boyfriend but i want to be his friend so baadlyyy i just need one good huxley hug and i think it would cure me

nooo when i’m sleepy i just get quiet 🫠 i’m not a big talker in general i think

blue raspberry slushie + honey bun OR dr pepper + chili cheese fritos. depends on my mood

recently ummm it’s been a playlist i made called violent devotion, which is basically just yandere-type songs hehe

aw man ok. so i was a big homestuck fan in my teens and i rly loved broadway karkat, & last week i discovered all my faves are on spotify :’) so i made a playlist of them and spent all weekend revisiting my past

HMM okay here’s some rapid fire facts: i’m the eldest of three, i’m a dog person, i’m an introvert,  i can be very stubborn (taurus 👋🏻), i tend to prefer video games over tv/movies, and overall personality-wise i relate the most to honey out of all the listeners!

So I consider a lot of factors when I do these, I swear I do. That said- you’re a Honey-kinnie but also a dog person? Who else can I pair you with but Asher?

Your personality types, in addition to your being an eldest child, hint to me that you’re a steadfast, reliable person and therefore an excellent foil to Asher who could use someone like that in his life to ground him. In contrast, I think his extroverted, bubbly nature would bring you out of your shell, endear you to the rest of the pack as the beta’s mate. Also, I think your love of video games and homestuck would really bring y’all together. (Out of all the boys, he’s deffo the most likely to be a homestuck.)

You’d have such a fun, chill life together, because Asher keeps it fun and chill, you know? I think Asher spends a lot of time wolfed out and with his big, dog head on your lap while you play video games. He jumps during the scary games and shifts back during co-ops so he can play with you. He comes home from a gig with either a honey bun or Fritos, because he wasn’t sure what the vibe was today, so he’ll eat whichever one you don’t want. You do 7/11 snack runs and compete to see who has the bluest tongue. It’s a great life.

Song:

Ooh, I'm in love/ It's a mystery/ When I see you out at night/ I start to get dizzy/ Before I see you I pick out some things to say/ Don't want to sound foolish and waste my chance away/ Oh, I'm not gonna make the same mistakes/ I'm not gonna run/ Just pick the boy you like

This song is peak Asher-vibes; do you know what I mean? Like, I think this is the kind of music he’d like, this sort of alternative indie pop rock sound. (Side note, the guitarist’s name is literally Darlin, so that’s a sign right there.) This song in particular is so fun and catchy; I can see Asher singing this at you incessantly no matter how long he’s already been your boyfriend.

Runner-ups:

Milo is a runner-up because you’re a dog person /hj It’s also because I would kill to watch him watch you play RE4 or any other horror game- that would be hilarious. Guy is another runner-up because, behind Asher, he’s the second most likely to have had a homestuck phase.

Read this post and send me an ask if you’d like a match-up of your own! 💌