#you'll just have to find out what is it exactly later haha

[kawaakari-orchestra]

Does kwko have some kind of a composer and/or conductor actually? Since they're an orchestra but all the ocs play instruments, i was wondering if there's some npcs or something who have those roles?

I know Reishi likes composing music so maybe they don't have another composer outside of him, but I was especially curious if there is a conductor? (is that what you call the person who like. Controls who plays when and all? Gives signals etc..?)

Or are they a small enough group they don't need any or something else?

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[linawritestwst]

wearing matching halloween outfits with your bf! (gn!reader)

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this is my entry for @twistedchatterbox 's halloween collab! my prompt was "dress up (together)"!

characters: ace trappola, cater diamond, leona kingscholar, azul ashengrotto, floyd leech, kalim al-asim, vil schoenheit, idia shroud, lilia vanrouge

genre: fluff

warnings: none

ace trappola.

♡ "come on, y/n, hurry up! the dorm leader's gonna be real mad if we-".. o-okay, he didn't expect that you'll choose an outfit that looks just like his, not counting some slight changes. he was pretty sure you're gonna go with something different. a-and why does his face feel so warm?.. ugh, this is embarrassing, he shouldn't feel this way just because you've decided to match with him.

♡ "ace, ace, look! hehe, don't i look cute?~" yes, you do. but obviously, he's not gonna tell you that. no, he's gonna go "halloween's whole thing is that you gotta look scary, not cute!" while his heart is beating so fast and his cheeks are only becoming more red. this shouldn't be a big deal, all of his dormmates are dressed up like this after all, but something about you two wearing the same outfit is.. like, it feels like something couples do, you know? even though you two ARE a couple, but still..

♡ "hmm? is it just me, or are you.. blushing?" okay, he has to get out of here. he quickly reminds you that you two are gonna be late, grabs your arm while trying not to look at you, even though it's so hard, and you two leave. you try so hard not to laugh because you know so well that he IS blushing right now. he's just trying so hard to act cool, but ends up being cute instead.

cater diamond.

♡ he also needs a moment before his brain can process what's going on. and when it actually does process it.. oh boy, he's gonna take SO MANY pictures of you. and he's also gonna take pictures WITH you! he needs everyone to know how adorable his s/o is and how good you two look together. it's just so cute, you two look like an actual couple!

♡ he is so excited, he can't stop smiling and he keeps holding your hand the entire time. every time you do something cute, he immediately takes a picture. come on, y/n, at least smile a little!~ but if you're not comfortable with that, he'll understand. if you don't want him to post those photos, he won't, please trust him. he can just keep them for himself to look at later <3

♡ oh, but now you have to be prepared for wearing matching outfits with him for like.. every single holiday. cater loves matching with you too much, it's just so nice and so fun and.. um.. m-maybe it feels like your relationship is actually serious a-and you actually love him and- n-no, he probably shouldn't talk about it. he doesn't want you to think he's weird, haha..

leona kingscholar.

♡ .. why exactly are you dressed like this? is this the outfit that you were so proud of earlier? why is he finding out about this only now? sure, all savanaclaw students are wearing the same outfit, but.. he just knows that you chose this exact outfit just because you wanted to match with him and nobody else. ugh, why are you like this..

♡ okay, he has to admit that you being so happy and acting all excited is kinda cute. no, he won't admit it out loud, shut up. he will just silently admire you when you don't notice it and if you're very, very lucky, you can see the corner of his mouth turn up a little, forming a smile, but the moment he sees you looking at him, he'll immediately turn away. not so good with being honest about his feelings, is he?

♡ you just keep following him around the entire time and the savanaclaw students try so hard not to tease their dorm leader about it, but they know well what's gonna happen if they do so, so instead they just try to see it as their dorm leader being so cool and having an extremely loyal s/o. eventually leona becomes kinda annoyed with you refusing to leave him alone, so maybe a quick kiss on the lips will shut you up at least for a minute?

azul ashengrotto.

♡ hm.. for some reason you changing is taking a bit more time than azul expected.. he'll wait, of course, but he still asks you if you're having any problems with anything, just in case. "o-oh, uh, it's just a little hard to move with these things.. they really are like bandages, haha." .. bandages? hold on, isn't that octavinelle's theme this year? ".. darling, i am sorry if this sounds rude, but could it be that our costumes are actually more similar than i thought they would be?" ".. yes-"

♡ .. y/n. when he said that your costumes could be similar, he didn't think your costume will be an exact copy of his. what is going on, y/n. and why is his heart beating so fast. why does he actually find it cute. oh no. quick, he can't show it, he doesn't want you to make fun of him even though you most likely wouldn't. he clears his throat and tries to stay calm, but it's hard, because it's like.. you planned this as a surprise for him, didn't you?

♡ you wanted to make him happy and well, congratulations, this mission was a success. he softly kisses your hand and tells you that this outfit suits you well and even if you fall because of the "bandages", he'll be right there to catch you, so you don't have to worry about anything. except he's wrong and it's actually him who trips like five minutes later and you have to catch him.

floyd leech.

♡ "shrimpy!~ ugh, what's taking you so long.. huh." yeah, sorry, floyd is not like azul. he's not gonna wait. you're being too slow? yeah, he's coming in. he has no shame. and well.. he really did not expect you to wear the same costume as him. like, if he remembers correctly, you've said that you will wear something different?.. haha, it's okay, shrimpy, he likes surprises.

♡ i hope you're ready for lots and lots of affection from him. he's gonna hug you, he's gonna squeeze you, he's gonna pick you up (he doesn't care about your height. he WILL pick you up. you have no choice), he's gonna bite you- okay, okay, fine, he'll try to calm down. he can't promise anything though. it's just!! you're so cute!! and so squishy!! and so biteable!!

♡ hey, hey, you two are going to wear matching outfits for other holidays too, right? come on, you gotta do it. and you look so cute in this particular outfit too.. be careful though and watch where you're going, because he might use the bandage-like details of your outfit to make you trip and fall right into his arms. come on, don't be mad at him, it was just a silly little prank~

kalim al-asim.

♡ .. he is SO happy. he's literally jumping and running around and his eyes are so sparkly and his smile is brighter than the sun itself, you actually have to close your eyes. he literally goes :O and points at you and turns to jamil and turns back to you and goes "JAMIL!! THEY'RE- WE'RE- WE'RE MATCHING!!!" jamil has to calm him down and say that's just something everyone in scarabia is wearing, but kalim refuses to listen to him.

♡ i hope you're patient enough because kalim is just. he's just a cute little puppy who will run around and will show you off to everyone he knows. "hey!! hey!! hi, look, this is y/n, my s/o! o-oh, you already know them? ohh, you must be very happy to see them again then!" he's literally acting like spongebob in that one episode where he made squidward wear a salmon costume and introduced him to everyone.

♡ but again, kalim is actually very happy because the concept of you two doing something together, even if it's just wearing the same outfit, is just so.. like, it warms his heart. it makes him feel like you two really are together, you know? like you two really are a part of each other's lives and maybe there's a chance that you'll be able to spend the rest of your lives together.

vil schoenheit.

♡ you're taking a little more time than he expected. but before vil can say or do anything, he suddenly hears your voice and turns to you. "haha, s-sorry, this outfit was a little hard to put on.. man, it's so detailed." hm? what does that mean- oh. oh. you're wearing the same outfit as him. oh. his head goes empty for a second, but only for a second, even though that second means a lot to someone like him, before he can react properly.

♡ but before he can say anything about your outfit, he notices that your hair is a little messy. and what about your makeup? dear, you know that you would look so much better with different colors.. no, no, this won't do. he has to help you out. he immediately drops everything he was doing before this just so that he can fix your hair and makeup. yes, he doesn't want to be late, but also, it'd be a shame to just let his s/o look like this while he's serving as always..

♡ while he's working on your makeup, he can feel that you're a little worried, most likely about him "not paying attention to your outfit". he smiles softly and kisses your forehead before telling you that you shouldn't think so low of him. of course, he noticed it. and of course, he loves how you look in it. it's an honor for him to wear matching outfits with someone like you. he just thinks that if you two are going to match, you both deserve to look like the most beautiful couple of this school (even if you two already are one)~

idia shroud.

♡ "guess who?~" you ask playfully, covering idia's eyes with your hands. he screams and starts shaking, but he still recognizes your voice. "u-uh.. y-y/n?.." "aaaaand you're right!" you let idia look at you and finally see what you're wearing. wait. wait hold on. hold on, let him just. n-never mind, his brain totally stopped working. girl help he's about to lose consciousness. not because you're so scary, but because you're so cute.

♡ oh. oh his s/o is matching with him. oh sevens. okay, let him just. let him just take a deep breath, in and out. look, what did you expect from him, it's not something that happens every day! okay, you really are wearing pretty much the same outfit as him. but.. why? "oh, i just thought it'd be fun", you shrug your shoulders. idia is shocked to hear just how chill your answer is, but you know that he'd be more shocked to hear the real reason why you did this.

♡ hm? so what's the real reason? uhh.. honestly, you just wanted to see his reaction. you thought it'd be cute and you were right. your boyfriend is going insane in a good way, his face is red, his hair is pink and his little brother is trying to calm him down. ortho is a little confused at first, but then he looks at you and. ohhhh, okay, he gets it. "ah, are you just so happy that you'll be able to match with y/n?" "ORTHO PLEASE-"

lilia vanrouge.

♡ you aren't sure if this is a good idea. you aren't prepared for all the teasing from lilia that's most definitely going to happen. but also the idea of matching with him sounded so cute.. so here you are. lilia was actually in the middle of talking to other diasomnia students, but he could still feel that you're here, so as soon as he was done, he looked at you and. u-uh.. are you going crazy or did his face just become slightly more red than usual?

♡ his face really did go red, but only for a minute, and right after that lilia basically runs to hug you and that hug is so sudden, you both fall on the ground. he laughs and apologizes to you, he was just so happy to see you and you look sooooo cute! here, let him help you get up. to be honest, he actually was kinda hoping to match with you.. and you look even better than he imagined!

♡ you can just see how proud he is of you being his s/o and he doesn't leave you alone for the entirety of the event. that's it, he's holding your hand and going "ah, have you already met my lovely partner?" and looking at you like you're the best thing that has ever happened to him and you have no choice. and yes, prepare yourself for a huge amount of teasing and flirting and hope that your heart can handle it.

[rain0tes]

Hi hi love your hacker reader a bit too much it's great!! What would be their reaction to sir pentious trying to join the hotel? And the little eggbois once he starts staying there for real?

Hacker!reader's reaction to Sir Pentious trying to join the hotel.

Hacker!reader actually comes in after the heaven vs. hell battle, when Pentious has already been redeemed. This is an alternate scenario where you've been in the hotel a few weeks before Pentious makes an appearance.

Warnings: mature language and jokes, mentions of violence (although nothing too explicit), all the obvious hazbin stuff

You've been at the Hazbin Hotel for a few weeks. Although not fully convinced by the idea of redemption, having a roof over your head while easing into your new life (or afterlife) was nice.

You find a friend in most of the other wayward souls in the hotel, especially Charlie, who was more than excited when you show up.

The actual story starts when Pentious comes crashing into the hotel the first time. Literally.

You were having tea with Alastor out on the balcony when you feel the ground below yourself shake.

"Show yourself, Alastor."

That earns the radio demon a side eye from you, which he only shrugs at.

You see the others go outside in your peripheral, wanting to check out what the commotion was about. You shrug and head down as well, actually using the stairs since not everyone can just warp through shadows.

You stand beside Alastor, squinting at the giant blimp as they conversed.

"When I've slain you, the almighty Vee's will finally acknowledge me as their equal."

"Ooh! Wait, who are the Vee's?"

"Aren't they that tacky trio with the crap network security?"

"They're no one important."

One beating later, Pentious is on the ground after Alastor has decimated his war-blimp...thing.

"Thanks for another forgettable experience."

"Thank...you...for letting your guard down! Haha!"

Pentious rips off a part of Alastors suit, causing you to physically wince.

"Ah, you shouldn't have done that."

You can't help but chuckle when you see him get sent flying.

"Looks like team rockets blasting off again."

You expected that to be the last time you'll be seeing of him (at least in a while), but it seems that fate has other plans when someone comes knocking on the hotels doors only six hours later.

Vaggie was the one to answer, and he almost got skewered upon sight. Charlie seemed excited that he showed up, tho, and somehow you're not surprised.

"Are you fucking nuts? This chump was trying to kill us like, literally six hours ago?"

"Yeah, exactly, are you seriously gonna let this pathetic loser live with us?"

They did, IN FACT, let the boyfailure in the hotel. You weren't too happy about it, and neither was angeldust (bonding through a common enemy).

You can't help but feel that something was odd about him, sensing an electrical device on him that was certainly not a phone. You remained quiet for the time being, if only to please Charlie by playing along with her activities (even if they did make you cringe just a tiny little bit).

You watch him slither sometime in the middle of the night, prompting you to follow him as you take a sip out of a monster energy can.

"A camera? Wow, that's pretty cheap. Certainly doesn't help my already low expectations of the Vee's"

Yeah, you caught him in the act when he was placing the camera. Angeldust already behind you, confronting Pentious while you pick up the device.

You take a screwdriver out of your pocket, disabling the thing but not damaging it, all while the two fight beside you.

Pentious immediately calls for backup once he's been outed to Vaggie and Charlie, only for Vox to laugh in his face.

"If they don't kill you, go ahead and do it yourself you miserable failure."

You immediately snatch the smartwatch. He may be right, Pentious certainly was a failure. But you've already decided that you're the only one who gets to insult him.

"Listen here, you musty little bitch. You either shut the fuck up or I do it for you."

He's tearing up as you throw the meanest sentences he's ever heard to Vox. Some of them even sound poetic to some degree.

"Two thousand years of constant human evolution only to make some simple minded cunt."

Immediately refers to you as his best friend after this. You waged war on an overlord of hell for him. There's no take backsies.

For once, there's someone in the hotel who's not actively looking out for you, but you're the one looking out for him instead.

You two would share ideas ALL the time.

One thing you'd accomplish together is making a clone of you. He made the android, you made the A.I it would run on.

"Would it technically be mastur-"

"Don't you dare continue that sentence."

The main difference is that the Vee's know who you are in this one. Actively waging war against them instead of remaining anonymous. All because you've decided that the weird boyloser snake is actually kind of endearing.

I might make another part to this one where the reader participates in the hell vs heaven battle.

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[veren-cos]

in response to last ask:

Ye I read that one. It was great (made me cry /pos)!! I was wondering if you mayhaps would do an extended fic of Sebastian comfort with it? If not, no pressure :)

Hope you have a good day!! :D

I'm here for you

Sebastian x reader who hasn't eaten enough

Tw: unhealthy eating habits / un-named eating disorder. If you struggle with similar topics please reach out to someone like a family member, friend, or doctor. Things will be okay, and help is available.

It was time for breakfast. You had woken up right on time, and began to make scrambled eggs and pancakes. You knew how to make them exactly how Sebastian wanted. So once it was done, you slowly woke him up and got him to the table.

..Which was when he noticed your plate was far more empty than his. Sebastian didn't eat much compared to the average guy, but it was enough for him. However, you were far more active, and generally ate more than what was on your plate.

"You feeling alright?" He questioned. "I know it's not my place to comment, but it feels like you've been eating less and less recently. It's concerning.." Sebastian looks straight at you, unsure if this is how he should be asking.

"Yes!" You shoot a false smile a him, "just, uh, haven't been that hungry! Plus I snacked as I was making it haha. So actually, I think I should get to work."

You abruptly stood up, causing the table to shift. The water you had poured came dangerously close to spilling over, but settled down as you walked away.

You knew you needed to eat, but something about it just felt *wrong*. Yes, you felt hungry, but it wasn't as bad as it used to be. It felt numb-er than before. The sting no longer a stab, but a prickle. You knew you shouldn't act like this. You knew this wasn't good in the long run. But how can you stop?

It had been nearly 3 days since you last had a proper meal. You were starting to run out of excuses to Sebastian, but somehow managed to find new reasons every time. You ate while making it! You had lunch with your friends! You ate before he woke up. You'll just eat later. Each excuse in and out of the book.

But now he was noticing. Why couldn't he just leave it alone? You had finished your work today, and was sitting on the couch. Sebastian came to cuddle next to you, which had become the norm after getting married.

"Babe?" He called up from your lap. You merely hummed in response, waiting for him to continue. "Babe I think we should talk about this morning"

And you tensed up again. "I told you earlier, I ate while making the food! And I just haven't been hungry recently."

Sebastian shifted to sitting up. "Yes, okay. But that doesn't explain how for the last 3 days you haven't eaten a single thing. Your friends said you never even came over when you said you had lunch with them! They said that they saw you heading up to the mines."

He sighed and turned to look you dead in the eyes. He picked up your hands as he spoke, "I'm not mad at you. Sweetheart, I just want to know you're okay. You have to eat."

"Sebastian I know what I'm doing. I've got things under control it's fine." You tried to shake his hands off but he only held onto you tighter.

"My love you clearly don't. It isn't fine. Just look at your hands!" You hadn't noticed, but the lack of proper sustience was weighing on you. Your hands had a shake to them. "I just need you to tell me what's wrong, or how I can help. I'm here for you. but I can't do anything if you don't tell me things."

You sighed. "Sebastian it's okay."

"No it's not okay and we are going in a circle now!" He shouted at you. "Repeating our points will get us no where so either you tell me what's going on or I'll bring Harvey into this."

God that was the last thing you wanted. You didn't want to bring a doctor into this. Through shaky breaths you started, "fine... fine."

Sebastian calmed himself and squeezed your hands. "Okay, thank you."

"This is just the one thing I have. It's not the first time it's happened. I just.." You huffed, "Why is this so hard!! It shouldn't be this hard to talk about it!"

"Hey shh shhh, it's okay keep going." Sebastian waited patiently before you began again.

"I've been really stressed recently? It's very overwhelming to go from someone at a terrible desk job hating themselves to go to a new farmer in an extremely tight knit community. It's weird. Everything is going so much better, where it feels like I'm just waiting for it to fall apart. So I started freaking out! I can't control when people will leave. When my life will change again. But I can control this. It started.. a while ago. Just skipping breakfast or lunch every once in a while. But recently I've just been. Eating nothing??? And it doesn't even feel bad. And that's the problem! I know it should but I just can't seem to stop. I know I need to eat. I know! And I was trying so hard to keep it under control but now you know and I'm freaking out and Sebastian I think I need help."

The more you spoke the faster you got. But once you were done you felt yourself be pulled into a tight hug.

"Alright. There you go shhh it's okay" Tears started to pool in your eyes, slipping down to the end of your face. "It's okay, I'm here for you. I can take over food things for a while. Okay?" He rubbed circles into your back as he spoke. "You don't have to think about it, I'll take care of it. After a while, we can try having you make yourself food again. But right now I need to just make sure you are eating. Okay?"

"Okay.." You tried to stop crying but the tears just kept coming. "I'm sorry Sebastian."

"Shh don't apologize. I'm sorry I yelled earlier."

"So you can apologize but now me?" You laughed through the tears.

He lightly smacked the back of your head, "shut up I was trying to be nice."

"..thank you."

"Of course."

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An* so uh I kinda went off the rails a bit in there but the overall theme of the request stayed the same- sorry it took so long, but I hope you liked it!!! And I hope you have a good day too <3

Please send me requests y'all! I mostly write hurt/comfort but i also write fluff!!! They might take me forever but more often than not I'll write it, and it gives me ideas and options! lol

[vulpixisananimal]

<Null> {Mal Du Pays} [Loop] (Siffrin) (Wren belongs to @fungal--wastes)

(You were looking out the window of your room down to the small courtyard next to the inn. Ramos, Isabeau, Vixul, and Mirabelle had all teamed up to do some training together. It was amazing to watch them all work. They'd paired up to practice with each others weapons. Mirabelle and Vixul, Isabeau and Ramos.)

(Isabeau you knew, big defender that he is. It was hard to take your eyes from him, with how he moved, how he was able to take hits like brick, with how he was smiling the whole time. So confident, strong, he didn't even need a weapon.)

(Ramos you were still learning, but they were fast and strong, like a middle ground between you and Isa. They could get in fast, hurt hard, then stand their ground. Tonfas suited them. The vest and bandana made sense too, like some, cool bandit look, or. . . You shake your head.)

(Mirabelle had been working to get better ever since your fight with Perci. She was always quick on her feet, and was able to sting. She often reacted to things far before her more ration brain caught up; which lead to many accidental bruises.)

(And Vixul, she was fast too, and nimble. She used a spear and knew how to get in and get out quickly. Although, she eventually swapped from spear to a pair of. . . What looked like gauntlets with armor that extended up the forarms. She fought differently, now, more defensive. You'll have to think about that.)

(There's a knock on the door. You sigh, and get up. You're supposed to be resting, but you couldn't sleep. Maybe it was Bonnie coming to nag you about rest again. You go over and open the door.)

". . . Afternoon, Siffrin." (Wren was standing at the door, expression unchanging, as usual.) "May I come in?"

"Uh. . ." (Well this is a surprise.) "Sure?"

"Thank you."

(You turn, walk to your bed, and sit down.) "Haha, sorry it's a mess, don't exactly have the energy to-"

(You were cut off by Wren closing the door, and locking it.)

(You continue.) ". . . Toooo clean up the place, y'know?

"Quite." (He walked over to the small table and chair the room had and placed his book on the table.) "Can we just skip past the small talk, Siffrin?"

". . ." (Oh this was turning from worrying to potentially dangerous. Where did you put your dagger again?) "Uuuuh, oookaaay?"

"Good." (He tilts his head slightly to you, his eyes stabbing directly into your soul.) "You made a wish to be able to turn back time, no? And it was most likely made when you were about to face the King?"

(You can't cover your shock fast enough. He smiles, and continues.) "It was, wasn't it?"

". . . . . H-how-"

"You knew exactly where to find our antagonists. You know things you shouldn't about myself and my companions. You knew Polaris was effected by mind craft before I or Vixul did and exactly what to do about it. And you had a level of craft exhaustion that should have by all rights killed you."

(He continues.) "What's more, I did some digging. Did you hear news of that strange sadness in Jouvente? It was at the same time you saviors were all visiting. I overheard that you and Ramos used to be enemies, Ramos can use mind craft, and that you had craft exhaustion back then, too."

"But, that's-"

(He cuts you off.) "Do you know how many traps are in the that House of Change? Or about how overrun by sadness it was? And from what I hear you ran through it all by yourself. And should I even mention the rumors of a shade stained sky?"

". . ."

"And." (He turns to face you fully.) "I listened in on your 'Former Saviors of Vaugarde' team meeting."

(. . . . . . . . What.)

(Wren just walked into your room and tore down your veil of secrets with one swing. He tore it down, ripped it to shreds, and tossed the remains in a fire. You couldn't be mad, confused, or scared; that would come later. Because right now you were just impressed.)

(You fall back on the bed.) ". . . Yeah. It was the day before we fought the King, too."

"Close, then. And everything else?"

"Dead on." (You sigh.) "I spent 20-odd loops in Jouvente trying to deal with Ramos."

"And here?"

"23? 24? Most of those happened in quick succession. That's what really causes the craft exhaustion." (You rub your head.) "It's like, the body needs to recharge, or, something."

"And when you fought the King?"

". . . . 176." (You sit up again.) "Repeating the same two days over, and over, and over again, for almost a year."

". . ." (You look up, Wren was writing in his book.) ". . . Don't worry, this stays between us."

"It had better." (You look away.) ". . . How do you know about wish craft, anyway."

"I learned about it when traveling with Vixul and Polaris."

(A lie.) "No you didn't."

". . . No, I didn't." (He sighs.) "It doesn't matter. What did you wish for?"

"I think it does matter, Wren." (You cross your arms.) "Wish craft isn't just, something you can pick up any regular old book on and learn about. At least not without a big headache."

(Wren was staring at the pages of his book, like he was burning the pages with his mind.) ". . . . What. Did. You. Wish. For."

". . . Wren-?"

"How did you do it." (He cuts you off again, pen pressed to the page.) "What method did you use?"

"I'm not-"

"How far back can you go?" (His voice wavers.) "How. Far."

"W-wren-"

(His pen snaps in two. There's a silence.)

". . . . . . . ."

". . . . . . . ." (You tuck your legs under your cloak, and look away.)

". . . . . . . I need to know." (He didn't look at you.) "Please."

". . . I, Wren. . . I, I can't tell you. I-it's complicated-"

"I have all day, Siffrin." (His expression, you knew that expression.)

(It's the expression of someone trying with all their might to hold back tears. You knew that expression, because you had seen a picture of yourself with that same expression dozens of times.)

(Okay, you breathe in, and out.) "I can't tell you, because, because it put me through hell. And, and I don't want that to happen to you."

"Try me."

(Is this guy serious?) "Didn't you hear me?!? 176 loops, 352 days, all trying to escape a nightmare where nothing ever changed!!!" (You look away again.) "Whatever you're thinking, it, are, you sure it's worth-"

"I'd loop 300 times." (There's not even a second of hesitation.) "No, I'd do 500. 1,000. Maybe even more. It would be worth it."

(You snap back to him.) "I- you don't, really believe-"

"I do." (His voice is steady.) "I mean every single word, Siffrin."

(. . . . Oh.)

". . ." (He wasn't just serious, he was determined, desperate, begging. There, there was no way out of this was there. J-just, just, keep talking.) ". . . . What's worth it, Wren."

(There is a very, very long silence.)

". . . . . . . . His name was Icarus."

(It's as if you could hear a pin drop.)

(He continued.) "He, he was someone very important to me. . . No, not that. He was the only thing important to me. Every day I would get out of bed because of him. I would endure the world because of him. I would look forward to the nights because of him."

"I would have given him the world, if he asked." (His voice cracks. You see a tear on his cheek.) "If it, if it wasn't for him I would have taken a knife to my throat a long, long time ago."

". . . ." (You had to ask.) "What happened?"

". . . . I, I-I don't know." (He hangs his head down.) "He, h-he's dead, or dying, or somewhere in between it's, I, I can't explain it. And I don't know if I can save him, or if it's too late or if I never could and I'm just wasting my time but I have to try!"

"I have to try."

"I have to try."

". . . . . ."

"Because if I don't try, then he's, he's. . ."

". . . . . . . . . . . ."

(. . . . How could you even respond to that. You couldn't look. It would just, just make you start crying as well.)

[. . . Stardust?]

(Loop? Where have you been-)

[Let me talk to him.]

(. . . O-okay. You close your eye and lean back. You breathe in. . . .)

[. . . .]

[. . . And out. . . . You hold your head in your hand, dizzy. Really dizzy. You wait a second for it to pass, then talk.] ". . . Wren?"

"Siffrin?" (He responds.)

"Close, but no~"

"Right." (He looks at you slightly, eyes dark from tears.) ". . . Loop? Is that the name?"

"Bingo." [You respond, you want to joke around, but your heart isn't in it.]

". . ." [He turns back to the book.] "Here to talk to me?"

"Yes yes, I am." [You roll your eye. You hop back fully on the bed and lay down.] "I'm here to tell you how to make a wish!"

[He looked up suspiciously.] ". . . You are?"

"Yes~" [You put a finger to your chin.] "I'm going to tell you. And I'm going to tell you aaaaaall the details that Siffrin left out~ You're lucky, you know. Not even our good companions know this, so you had better not tell them."

". . . My lips are sealed."

"Good!" [You pause for a second, smiling. Where you really about to tell a stranger this? Yes, you were. What better a place to hide secrets than in another desperate traveler.]

"I made a wish the day before we fought the King to stay with my family. I didn't know that was my wish, just how I did it. I took a leaf that represented me, and whispered my wish into it three times, closed it, and tied it to the tree. And all of a sudden I was in a time loop! And no~ This is very differen't than Stardust- Siffrins experience."

"I had no-one. I was alone in trying to escape it. I was stuck. I battled my way through that house hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of times." [You continue to smile. Fake. (You knew how to smile. You knew how to fake it.)] "I beat the King. Once."

[(That Desperate one is looking at you, no doubt his mind at work. He was trying to decypher you. He was trying to tell just what was going on with that messed up little head of yours. Oh he was so, SO clever wasn't he!!)]

[(You continue.)] "One time. Once. Out of thousands, and it cost everything. And even after all that, I was still forced back to try it aaaaaall over again~"

"So I gave up! I gave it all up! I cried, pleaded, begged to the Universe for someone ANYONE to help! And do you know what the Universe did? It gave me exactly what I wished for."

[(Your smile wasn't normal.)] "Next thing I knew I woke up at the foot of that favor tree, a new lightless body of stars and a head as bright as the sun. I was unrecognisiable. Not even to myself~"

[(The Desperates eyes widen, you grinn.)] "Figured it out, haven't you~?"

[(There's a pause, he looks you over, your demeanor, your voice, evereything.)] ". . . You're not a normal alter. You are Siffrin."

"Correct~ Aaaand~?"

". . . You, became a sort of guide, for, a new Siffrin?"

"Correct!!" [(You clap your hands together.)] "Stardust didn't recognise me, no one recognised me. I had a lovely new job as the stagehand for my wonderful replacement actor! Forced to guide him untill the very end~ Oh and I do mean forced. I had to teach them how to kill themself because they asked."

"And now as one last cruel joke, with it all over, the Universe took me and stuck me in their blinding body. Forced to watch their happy ending."

"So! Wren, does that sound worth it to you?"

[There is a long, long, long silence. So long that the sound of your friends sparing outside stopped as they finished. You eventually hear Wren let out a breath.]

[He taps a finger on his book and talked quietly.] ". . . You make. . . A compelling argument, but. . ."

"Buuuuuuut~?"

". . . . ." [There was hesitation.] "I, I can't falter now."

[In too deep.]

". . . I understand." [You stand up.] "That's why I'm going to tell you how."

[You walk over to Wren and drag a chair over to sit next to him, you got a new pen, and you got to work.]

[You tell him about wishes, you tell him about home, and how you repeated wishes three, six, seven, or thirteen times. You told him about how whatever you wished for, you had to believe it. And what you wish for might not be what you think you're wishing for.]

[And you warn him every step of the way.]

[It was like you were writing a script. If one thing was out of place, out of line, then the whole play would collapse. You couldn't stop him, you knew that, but this was the next best thing.]

". . . And one last thing."

"Hmm?" [Wren was finishing writing the last of his notes.]

". . . If you decide to go through with this." [You look away.] ". . . Tell those close to you, about everything."

[He pauses, and glances up.]

[You continue.] ". . . It would have, saved me a lot of time."

[He looks at you a moment, then he lets his face relax and smile just a little.] "I promise."

"Thank you." [You get up and stretch.] "If you're looking for more information, go to the Dormont House of Change."

"I imagine you are very familiar?"

"Down to the brick~" [You collapse face down onto the bed.] "Now get out of here, I'm tired."

"Well since you asked so nicely." [He gathers his things, pauses a moment, and goes to leave.]

". . . Wren."

[He pauses.] ". . . Yes?"

". . . . ." [You turn your face away.] "Please, don't make the same mistakes I did."

[There's a pause.] ". . . I'll, do my best. Thank you, Loop."

"Save it." [You hold up a finger.] "Save it for when, for when you don't end up like me."

[hvnlyseraphim]

CAS UNDERWEAR OVERRIDE TUTORIAL!

faq/before you begin: This is a tutorial for personal use ONLY. If you use this tutorial DO NOT reupload your overrides unless it the original creator gives you permission to do so. reuploading a creator's custom content IS theft. I do not condone stealing cc from hard working creators, so please only use this as a tutorial for yourself! to get started, you will need: ꣑ৎ sims 4 studio ꣑ৎ the underwear you want to make your default ꣑ৎ and patience ( ,,◕ ̫ ◕,, ) this tutorial is aimed towards people who have never used ts4 studio before! so if it seems too hand holdy im sorry, i just want to make sure everyone can understand! If you don't understand something, please don't feel shy about reaching out! either through a dm or an ask! i'll be happy to help!

start by downloading TS4 studio. The process is fairly simple, but if you get stuck here's a great tutorial you can follow!

once you have it all installed, you'll want to make a folder on your desktop. This is just for organization purposes, to make digging for the files easier later on:

here's an example of what i named my folder! for simplicity's sake though, i'll be referring to the desktop folder as the "underwear override" folder, but you can name yours whatever you want! Just make sure its on your desktop~ ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )

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next you'll want to find the underwear you'd like to make a default replacement. I'm using the Sentate's Angeliki set (bra and panties) from their midnight collection found HERE. (Also a gentle reminder, this is for PERSONAL USE only. Sorry i keep repeating this, i'd just hate for people to use this tutorial for bad ｡°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°｡ )

any underwear SHOULD work, unless the underwear you pick has 3D pieces. I wish i could explain why, but i honestly have no clue. Im a noob at this haha. Just make sure your mesh isn't 3D!

once you have the undies of your choice secured, go ahead and place both into the "underwear override" folder on your desktop! (photo below)

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now it's time for the fun part! You'll go ahead and open sims 4 studio, once in there, you'll want to click where it says "my projects" (photo below)

Once you do that, your files should all pop up. It doesn't matter where it takes you, you'll just want to find the "desktop" section of your file menu! Then, you'll find the "underwear override" folder and open that~ Now you'll just go ahead and open the package that you want. I'm going to start with the bra, but the process for the underwear is exactly the same! so it doesn't matter which one you choose to do first ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ (photo below)

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if you did it right, your screen should look similar to mine! ¡¡¡( •̀ ᴗ •́ )و!!! (photo below)

now, you'll just want to select the swatch you'd like at the top! (if you've never used the sims 4 studio before, you can use your mouse wheel and the right mouse button to control the camera in the blue area with the weird bald sim lol- that way you can see the swatch you're picking a bit better! (photo below)

now that you have the swatch you like, in the texture setting, diffuse should already be selected. You'll want to go ahead and click "Export", then name the file "bra1". If you did it correctly, it should save as a PNG! (photo below)

then, you'll want to go down the line of textures (shadow, specural, normal, emission, colorshiftmask) and continue to number them (EX: shadow is bra2, specural is bra3, ect ect) til your folder is full with each texture! It should look like this if you've done it right! (photo below)

after you're done with that. You'll go ahead and click "File" and "main menu" in your sims 4 studio! (no need to save!) from here, you'll go ahead and select "Override" under the CAS section on the main menu then click the CAS button at the very top. (photo below)

the menu here might look confusing if you've never used sims 4 studio before, but just copy the way mine looks to make the process a bit easier! At the top drop down menus, you'll want to select "Gender: female, Age: Adult, Part Type: Clothing Top, Game Pack: base game" This should narrow down the menu a bit! (photo below)

then, you'll scroll til you find THIS exact bra. This is the bra the sims 4 uses as their default, and we're overriding this, so please be sure to select the exact one! (photo below)

once you select it, click "next", and it should take you to your files once more. You'll want to name THIS file something unique, that way there's no conflicts! I suggest something like: "Underwear_Override_Bra" just so you know which one you're working on, and you also know that this is an override (๑˃́ꇴ˂̀๑)

once you've named your package at the bottom, go ahead and click enter, and the studio should open back up~ (photo below)

now, you'll want to repeat the same export process from before, but use import instead! Then, you'll import the pngs the same way you saved them. (EX: diffuse is bra1, shadow is bra2, ect). Once you've done that, you should immediately see the textures change (photo below)

now that your textures are changed, you'll want to make sure to catagorize it properly, just to prevent your male sims from getting a bra when you take their shirt off as well. If you for some reason want your male sims to have an unremoveable bra, feel free to skip this step! if not, then you'll want to click the "catagories" tab right beside "meshes"

once there, you'll scroll all the way to the bottom til you hit "Part Flags", then you'll check "restrict opposite gender" and "restrict opposite frame" (i'm not sure if these mean the same thing, but i just checked both to be extra sure!) (photo below)

once you've finished replacing all the textures and catagorizing the override, you'll go ahead and click the save button at the bottom right hand corner, then open your "Underwear Override" folder. You should have your "Underwear_Override_bra" package now saved! yay! All that's left to do is repeat these steps with the panties of your choice, then drag both package files into your mods folder just like you would any other cc! (photo below)

(mine are named differently because i already made my own recolors + default replacements ( 〃．．).. i'll try and upload a recolor tutorial later today for anyone curious!)

but now, you're done! all that's left to do is open your game and see your overrides in cas! If you did everything correctly, the undies should just appear when you take your sim's clothes off (⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)

heres how mine turned out! (˵ •̀ ᴗ •́ ˵ ) ✧ im super proud of them!

it took me a few hours to get this tutorial together, so im a bit loopy signing off. If this is completely incomprehensible and confusing im so sorry, again if anyone has questions please do send an ask or message me! i'll do my best to answer any questions :) and also please remember; DO NOT REUPLOAD ANYONE ELSES CUSTOM CONTENT! this is for PERSONAL USE!

thank you for reading! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

[sweetlikehoneystingslikeabee]

How would various Riddlers react to reader putting a blanket over their shoulder, and kissing their forehead, because they almost fell asleep on their desk working?

(Love your writing ^^)

"Affectionate Comforts" Riddler Party x Reader

thank you so much! It makes me really happy when people enjoy what I put out <3 I may be a smaller blog but every like/comment/reblog really makes me feel like I'm doing something right, haha.

TW: some are suggestive

BTAS

He truly is asleep when this happens. The blanket goes over him and when you kiss him... He gets the cutest, dorkiest smile on his face. Something resembling your name passes through his lips. Sweet dreams of you dance in his mind.

Forty minutes later he's stretching. He had the loveliest cat nap! He's not sure why but all he can think of is you and- Oh. The blanket falls off of him and he puts two and two together. Aren't you the sweetest?

He comes looking for you to thank you... to find you asleep in bed without a blanket. A shiver passes over you. You must have been checking on him before going to bed yourself. Still holding the blanket you put on him, he crawls in next to you.

Then he wraps the blanket over the two of you best as he can and begins to hold you. A soft kiss to your lips before oh so gently rubbing his nose against your face. The most contented sigh falls out of him. Bliss.

60s

You were surprised at the lack of grand welcome and laughter that usually greeted you when you came into the shared living space of you and your partner, the Riddler. You knew it had been a long day judging on what he told you the previous night, but you always found him so chipper and vibrant. Yet now you found him nodding off at the small workplace in your apartment.

It was just a small desk he used to fiddle with new equipment. Taking radios and the like apart to use for new gadgets. He had a screwdriver in one hand, the other a pillow under his head. By the time you get out a blanket for him, you can hear his cute snore.

Yet the moment you touch him, his eyes flutter open. He grins at your kiss and murmurs, "What's the most kissable flower?" A pause before he laughs through his nose, "...Tulips." He stretches in the blanket and seems to wink at you.

Before you can process, his outstretched arms grasp your waist and pull you close to him into his lap. He wraps you both in the blanket before littering your face with small loving kisses. He didn't get to greet you! He'll have to make it up to you with a bit of worship.

Gotham

Normally this is not something he does. He is aware of how much sleep he needs exactly to function properly. Yes he has moments where he loses track of time, but he could list the effects of sleep deprivation off the back of his hand to you. And does if you yourself refuse to go to bed at a reasonable hour.

The truth of the matter is he got stuck on an elaborate murder plot plus coordinating riddles- Even the most brilliant of men can hit a rut. The problem with Edward is that he doesn't want to give up until everything is resolved and ready for fine-tuning. Which... results in him leaning his head against his hand, half asleep, his glasses pushed halfway off.

He hardly moves when you take them off to save them from damage. A blanket over his shoulders and a kiss. At that he blinks and yawns, stretching out his gangly limbs with a creak. You apologize, handing him back his glasses and he just... smiles so sweetly at you.

After his glasses are back on, he wraps the blanket around him further before going back to what he was doing, a slight blush on his cheeks. Just before you can leave, however, he's pulling you back for another kiss. What would he do without you?

Zero Year

Sucking this up for all it's worth. He might even pretend to be asleep for just a second longer so you'll have your guard down. You'll act out on your feelings rather than what his expectations are. Your kiss is so warm and genuine it makes his stomach flutter.

He's so starved for affection he wants more immediately. He'll grasp your wrist to surprise you and tell you how you weren't quite finished, he thinks. If you try to get cute and kiss his cheek, he'll move at the last second so you smack right into his lips. And he just has this look like that cat that got the cream.

Well! He seems plenty awake now so he doesn't need you being all sweet on him, does he? At that he'll make a fuss. Wait! Wait, wait, wait! Perhaps he DOES need you to fuss. Or maybe you'll do it just because you can't resist him- STOP WALKING AWAY.

Suddenly he's so tired. It's convenient the couch is so close by because he's SO tired and heavy and leaning on you... It's as if all the gravity of the Earth has shifted to drag him down onto the plush surface with you laughing beneath him! Whatever shall he do about the Fates cursing him in such a manner...?

Oh well, now that you're here he supposes you'll just have to be kissed to death. How tragic.

Telltale

To the shock of no one, he is going to grumble. Ah, a kiss? That's what gets his attention first. Then he's pulling the blanket off of him and rubbing at his eyes. Don't make him feel like some old man at the retirement home. You remind him you wouldn't have to if he'd go to bed when his body tells him to and he gets a wry smile.

"Yes, I suppose this dysfunctional vessel still gets some things right." His stare at your face is intense. His fingers find your chin to hold your face still as he kisses you. The gesture of taking such care isn't lost on him, even if he thinks it's naive of you.

When he gets up, several of his bones and joints crack. It's normal at this point, yet he feels your body standing close. Not to grab him. Just to be there, present. A support beam to his crumbling ruins. In some ways he supposes that's exactly what he needs in more vulnerable moments.

He's then wrapping the blanket around you, "And just when were you going to bed?" A light chastising that you can't spend all your time chasing after the most brilliant man in Gotham and expect not to fall flat. You'll just have to take your own advice and rest.

Arkham

He wasn't falling asleep. He was merely... Resting his eyes. That's what he tells you as he wakes with a start. What time is it? He feels frustration at the betrayal of his body. He's not finished with what he was... he's nodding off again.

As your hands smooth the blanket over his shoulders, you hear him murmur something about five minutes only. When you look over the schematics of his plans, you realize the intricacy of this project will take at least a half day- even for his skill. Longer with him fighting off sleep the way he is.

He's going to be very cross in the morning when you tell him you "forgot" to wake him up. And managed to get a pillow under his head and behind his back to make him more comfortable. Almost like you didn't actually forget...

He'll have a lot of petty little insults he can throw around. Yet, when he finishes what he was working on without the same exhaustion-driven setbacks he was before, he finds himself grateful. Not that he'll tell you that or anything. But you'll find he stopped complaining about "that one time."

2022/Nashton

When he feels your soft kiss and the blanket, he feels like he could float out of his chair. Nashton works his fingers almost to the bone, covered in old scars, new scars and splotches of ink. He was working on a new cypher system and the numbers and letters were a little TOO relaxing for him.

He pats his lap in the hope that you'll join him. When you do, he wraps the blanket over both of you, his head on your shoulder. He returns your kiss with one on your cheek. It's so nice being this close to you, he could almost forget what he was doing.

yet he whispers softly, "Do you think any of them will figure it out?" A small, airy giggle. You tell him no and that he should come to bed. An unintentional roll of your hips has his fingers moving to press your thighs back down into his lap.

You remind him you both need to go to bed at some point. He hums as he kisses your neck and plays with the edge of your pants. Maybe he should show you exactly how much he appreciated your kind gesture.

[rootsofdread]

I was just scrolling through random tags and I found your stuff and I'm obsessed!

Could I request killer! reader (preferably gender neutral or male) with Michael Myers? Michael Myers is in love with them, stalks them all the time and later he finds out that they are obsessed with him too :) I think that would be adorable haha

this was kind of a cute one! i liked writing it <33

Michael Myers / The Shape:

Michael doesn’t much care for the other killers. He’s never really gotten along with anyone, and they aren’t much different. But you — he’s always felt some kind of way about you. That’s why he started stalking you and following you around, to find out what exactly it was that he was feeling and why. He hasn’t felt much of anything aside from real murderous rage.

He figures out it must be…Affection, that he’s feeling. This only encourages him to get closer to you, because you make him feel something he's never felt before. You'll almost always be able to see him lurking around over your shoulders.

You let him do what he likes, observing you from a distance. You know he's not much of a talker and you know that letting him know that you know he's there won't do anything. Luckily, this gives you the opportunity to watch him from a distance too.

He never realizes that you're doing the exact same thing that he's doing. Sure, he caught your eyes a few times, but he never would consider that you're watching him, that you know where he is or what he's doing. He does get a little confused when he can't find you outside of trials — he's always sure he has your schedule down. But the Entity is unpredictable.

You have to outright tell him that you've been watching him. Me? — he points at himself — and you nod. He feels touched, almost, to find out that you liked him just as much as he liked you. Maybe this whole love thing won't be so bad after all.

[a-libra-writes]

hello, you can be a widow reader who has three children, since her husband died at the hands of the mafia, but then the reader meets Niko, but did not know that he was a killer, the children liked him, one of the children asked the reader "is this our new dad?" and one son) (lacadeisi)

This was interesting to write ~ And im weak to kiddos haha. Enjoy~

Look, Nicodeme Savoy is always ready to comfort a lady in distress, especially one this pretty. The fact you're a widow and a little older than him isn't a bother at all, nor are the rugrats you mentioned. He's not bothered by kids - well, he doesn't really think of them, and he doesn't intend for this relationship to be anything more than helping a poor maman relax at the end of her workweek.

When he first visits the house, he can't actually recall how many kids you mentioned. Two, four ...? Oh, three. That's a lot for one parent, no wonder you're always leaning on him and looking so tired. He takes their excitement in stride, letting the kittens climb on him and ask a million questions. He's very interesting to them; this big man with a strange accent and nice way of talking. All it takes is a story about swamps and gators and a little magic, and they're totally distracted so you can slip upstairs and get ready for your date.

His sister just loves teasing him about his "older woman" (not that you're much older than them) and how she'll make him "settle down". He takes it in stride, because Serafine has always loved teasing him about his paramours, and he gives the same sass about whatever lady has caught her eye this week. She finds it mildly interesting that he's still dating you after months, but still doesn't think much of it.

Eventually, you'll tell Niko what happened to your former husband. You still aren't aware of what his job is, and welllll, the way he figures it... He's not exactly the same. He's not even that loyal to the Marigold gang, so it's not the same as the mafia. What you don't know what hurt you, he thinks. Serafine warns Niko about keeping his petite maman in the dark, but but only once or twice. If it's time for a job, she's absolutely going to pick his ass up in their expensive car while she's dressed in a suit and Mordecai sulking in the back. Niko can explain his shit to you later.

He doesn't have any plans to babysit or intentionally spend time with the kiddos - as in, anytime he's out with you and the kids, it's incidental. Usually he shows up to the house early and figures he'll go along on a quick grocery trip or help you clean up the table. It gets him closer to the date he showed up for, and puts him in your good graces. Win, win, he figures. If the little girl wants to put some bows in his tail while he waits for you, or the boys ask him to throw a ball a few times, that's easy enough to do.

Once, the youngest asked if he was their father now - you were embarrassed, but Niko just laughed and said nope. He's certainly old enough to be one, but noooope. When he's out with you and the little ones and a passerby comments on "his" pretty children - even if they look nothing like him - Niko just laughs and says something absurd. They're just some hobos following you two around, they're some kiddos he's kidnapped for the circus, they're for sale, etc.

He doesn't initiate any overt affection or hanky panky while the kids are around, but he can keep from giving you a kiss on the cheek when he comes in and getting a little handsy if they're in the other room. Many times you've reminded him to wait until the kids are in bed, though they aren't stupid. Unfortunately any relatives who ask what they've been up might end up hearing about "mama's kissing friend" who comes by in the evening. Yeah, might have to do some explaining about that ...

(If the person whose watching the kids disapproves of him, Niko is 100% going to give them a smirk and wink when your back is turned.)

One time he picked up the kids from the sitter, rolling up in the juiced-up expensive Marigold car, with Serafine grinning and smoking in the other seat. Niko acted like nothing was strange - like his bandaged hands - just that he was here to pick up "les petite puces", and you were expecting him back soon.

Yes he drives WAY too fast back to your place, with the windows down, to the kiddo's delight. They're a giggling windblown mess by the time they're home.

[enkisstories]

That night the androids were standing orderly in their boxes again same as they had done all those nights before.

With one little addition.

What a day! Jerry "Hux" had gotten into a brawl with another android, sneaked into a cafeteria, stolen an umbrella, intimidated a human, planned world domination and watched a movie.

After all of this, standing straight in your box was difficult. With so many experiences to get processed, it would have stood to reason that the EM500 would lock its body and allocate all energy to the digital brain, but he found himself unable to do so.

And he wasn't alone in this.

Poe: "Kylo? You alright? You are not breaking down?"

Kylo: "I'm fine. Go on with whatever you're doing or not doing."

Androids had to spend the night in storage, each in their assigned box. But, funny thing, there were no instructions that forced them to stand upright.

The humans had assumed it would be the case, and forgotten to take precautions in case a unit would feel a little deviant.

And then Jerry not just moved, but left his box. Not to thwart an intruder, like the night before, but simply because he felt like it.

Hux: "Will you look at me? Out of the box and not imploding from having entered a low pressure environment!"

Kylo: "I think I could do that, too."

Hux: "Well, join me, then. It's not as if the weather were bad out here, haha!"

Kylo: "Jerry? I'm sorry for telling you off about the umbrella this afternoon. I don't want to be the older brother anymore. The responsible one. I want to be more like Kylo! Confused and overwhelmed, but so very much alive!"

Hux: "No more nagging? I could get used to that."

The sensors still picked up movement in the room, and kept the light on, so Hux turned it off manually with a mental command.

As it grew dark in the underground storage, they settled down to spend the night in the way of beings who had to wrestle with emotions: together.

Kylo: "That pose would be something like five seconds from one of us being dead by the other's hand, were your character grabbing mine like this."

Hux: "Yeah. That's why I enjoy holding you like this. We're Hux and Ren, but then again not."

Kylo: "You like being that dork, admit it! You may gripe about him, but you wouldn't have it any other way."

Hux: "Well, yes. I told Finn yesterday and now I'm telling you that in his place I'd done everything the same as Hux. Only better, of course."

Kylo: "Yep. Spot on. That's exactly how "I" remember "you"."

Hux: "Maybe we should drop this "our character". There used to be the past, and now there is the present. I mean, we both died in the movie, that's sure to change a person a little? This here can be our happy afterlife..."

Kylo: "You won't have seen "happy" before you'll have watched me raid the park's ice cream parlor tomorrow!"

Hux: "First Order jumpscare? I'm in and I'll bring my troopers! The park visitors will love it!"

Hux: "And we need to find Finn and reconcile. Only after closing time, of course."

Kylo: "Oh? What about world rule?"

Hux: "Maybe later. Phasma, Agnon and Pryde have already forgotten about that anyway. To them it was a game at best."

Kylo: "Fine with me. - Good night, Je... Armitage."

Hux: "Good night, Kylo. Sleep well."

[ask-commander-arild]

what was it like for you when you were first taken from your home and forced to work for the pigmasks? did they threaten you to join? im sorry, either way it must have been a hard time for you.

It... was very hard. It still is. I don't like to talk about it very much, but... I feel like if I don't get it out at some point, I might just explode. So, well... where do I even start..?

When I was 11 years old, just weeks before my 12th birthday, I... hmmm... I got up one morning, got dressed, got my backpack, got breakfast, and watched some tv. It was the same as every morning. The only difference... before I left, I... got into an argument, with my mamma. It's been so long now, I don't even remember why, but I can imagine I probably did something stupid. We both said some pretty... not great things to each other, and then I slammed the door and left in a huff. I didn't care what the consequences would be once I got home, that was a problem for future me, I was just going to go to school and worry about it later. But, then...

I was on my way to the bus stop... and I... it happened so fast, I didn't even have any time to react. There were three of them, they grabbed me and... it was a blur after that. Next thing I remember, I was in a place surrounded by men in lab coats and strange uniforms, and they explained who they were (which, you already know, evidently), and I... may have punched a few people out of fear. Unfortunately, one boy vs a group of trained soldiers doesn't exactly end well... After that, I... don't know... I remember being approached by a caped soldier in a white uniform. He said something like "Y'know kid, we could really use someone with that kinda attitude. A little discipline and I think you'll make a fine addition around here." or.. something along those lines...

The thought of that terrified me. I didn't want to join them, I didn't even want to be there. I just wanted to go home to my family. I tried refusing, but... they gave me two choices. Either join their ranks and become a soldier, or be brainwashed and made to forget everything. I feel stupid for it now, but... well, obviously, you know what I chose. Thus, I've spent the past few years right here, in the army, and as much as I wish I could say I've hated it, I really don't know if I'd have it any other way. Overall, the army has done some terrible things, and I have always hated that, but on the other hand, getting to know my brothers in arms and making such a deep connection with them has been one of the best experiences in my life. Even still....

From the moment I was taken, I have missed my family desperately. Letting my lillesøster play with my toys, even if I found her annoying. Playing games with my storebror, even if he found me annoying. Going fishing and camping with my pappa, even if I was a little afraid of him, haha. And my mamma... jeg savner henne så mye... As much as I've enjoyed the past few years, there's nothing I want more than to be in her arms again. But, even if I can go back now, would she... even want to see me? After the things I said to her? Does she even care that I'm gone now? What if she's happier now that she never has to see me again? I don't think I could ever go back and face her again. Especially now, being a chimera. What would she say if she saw me? She'd probably see me as some kind of monster. I can't go back...

Thanks for the question, friend...

(ooc: Ooooo, boy, this one was tough to write, in more ways than one. I teared up more than a couple times writing, tbh. I did have a lot of fun writing it, though. Even still, I'm not the most proud of it. I def think I could do better, but oh well. Also, this post has a lot of Norwegian, and thus a lot of google translate. I have no idea if it's grammatically correct, but I just hope it gets the point across. If anyone who's Norwegian somehow finds this blog, HELPPPP. Anywho, sorry for the long read, y'all. Hope you enjoyed it! Thanks for the ask, Hal Pinkalliums!!)

[projectbluearcadia]

Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue, And Cacti Are Prickly.

[ Trigger Warning: Sexual Harassment via comments and gestures. Reader Discretion Advised ]

Annelie walks into her first class at RAD, and she watches as pair after pair of eyes settle to look back at her. She stops in place, moderately confused.

Annelie: What? I know I'm not late to an in-class exam because we just had one that I had to make up. Unfortunately.

Annelie catches Lizzy's gaze, and the latter points to her eyes, mouthing the word "This."

Seriously? Like they don't have weird eyes all over? For Dia's sake, it's just my eyes. It's not like I turned into some kind of slime monster.

Annelie: Nevermind. I don't care.

Annelie sits at her desk.

Stupid Demon: Who are you supposed to be? Some kind of knockoff K**eki K*n?

Why do you even know that reference?

Annelie: ...

Stupid Demon: Y'know, I've never liked you. First you schmooze up to Lord Lucifer, and then you start trying to act like you're some kind of bigshot with that HDRA bullshit.

What in the fuck are you talking about? I haven't even done anything with that position yet except post some bare-minimum rules in the hallways.

The demon approaches Annelie's desk and sits on top of it, spreading their legs on either side of her. They smirk.

Demon with a Deathwish: In the end, you're just a sex-driven low-life that slept your way to Lord Lucifer's side. But, well... if you're really that good at pleasuring him, then maybe I should try and get a taste of the toy he uses. Haha. Since it's all the same to you, I'm pretty fond of oral.

Murmuring covers the classroom as Annelie looks up at the demon with an unreadable expression on her face. Moments later, the demon is writhing on the ground in agony, horrendously screaming without her having moved. Blood drips through the crotch of their trousers.

Demon with a Deathwish: MAKE IT STOP! MY SKIN IS BURNING! I CAN'T...! BREa...the...! he...lp... me... pl...

Annelie: If you stopped writhing around like a disgusting piece of shit, you'd be able to breathe.

Corpse: ....

...? Are they dead? Did I just kill them?

Corpse: [No response; it's just a corpse.]

Annelie: ;;;;

Fuck. That demon was an asshole, but fuck.

Annelie: ...I'm just going to take them to the nurse's office. Uh... Lizzy?

Lizzy turns to look at her, terrified out of her wits.

Annelie: Can you, uh... take notes for me for this class?

Lizzy: O-O-Of course... Y-Yeah.

Annelie: Thanks... I'll buy you macarons from Madame Scream's.

Annelie makes her way out of the classroom again, hauling the body over her back while the other students stare at her in shock. Once out of earshot, she calls Lucifer.

Lucifer: What did you do?

Annelie: I-I haven't even said anything yet!

Lucifer: I could feel the waves of your magic from Diavolo's office. I'm not stupid enough to think you were lighting a candle.

Annelie: I, uh... I may or may not have just accidentally killed someone for harassing me.

Lucifer sighs through the D.D.D..

Lucifer: Well, I can't exactly lecture you since I probably would have killed them myself... Still, you're supposed to be the cooler-headed one in this relationship.

Annelie: ...sorry.

Lucifer: What's done is done. I'll help you take care of the body, and then I'll talk to Diavolo. Honestly, I'm sure the most you'll get is a slap on the wrist, given the fact that Diavolo has a zero-tolerance policy for harassment towards marginalized groups like succubi, but there's no harm in making sure.

Annelie: My dad always told me to find a guy who would help me bury a body.

Lucifer: (Quietly) Our.

Annelie: What?

Lucifer: Nothing. I assume you're carrying the corpse.

Annelie: Yeah; their crotch is bleeding all over.

Lucifer: Their what?

Annelie: Uh... tell you later. For now, just meet me in the nurse's office.

Lucifer: You're such a handful sometimes.

Lucifer chuckles to himself.

Lucifer: But good job nevertheless. I love you.

Annelie: Love you too. Bye-bye.

Lucifer: You're cute.

Annelie: Lucifer, I just killed a man. Well, something.

Annelie pauses, then looks at her D.D.D.

That little shit always get the last word in.

[bonkbobl]

i should be sleeping but i couldn't help but check your blog tonight and i'm so glad i did lolol,, hihi !! i just caught up on your last two recent fics and i must say, though i loved loved state of undress, i do find myself wanting to see more of distraction first. it was unsettling to read (the SA part mostly and the aftermath) yet so intriguing... i especially liked when you wrote of roose's conflict in realizing and feeling regret of his actions towards the reader & how he wants to apologize to her. i'm curious to see where you'll take it next ! (also the absolute fear i held when reader had to speak in front of everyone in the tent 😭,, i love that catelyn spoke up for her tho :') <3 ) needless to say, i would not mind whichever fic is posted first, as long as the one with a happier ending is posted second bwahahaha,,, i'm a sucker for angst but i fear roose bolton will be the death of me in this category 😭

i love that bed chem by sabrina was what loosely inspired you for state of undress bwahaha,,, which the gif??? where do u find these gifs they're all just so precisely fitting !! like even distraction he's so up close like 😳... AND OMG DISTRACTION WAS THE FIC U HAD TO REWRITE??? ur absolutely insane and dedicated and i love you for it 😭 i hope you took breaks in between writing :')

school has just begun and has been clocking my ass but seeing your posts have rejuvenated me !!! it is always a delight to see something new from you, fic or not haha,,, i hope school has been improving for you btw and i'm sorry to hear about your partner :/ i hope the split was civil and decent :']

btw those tiktok edits you're talking about.... is it the crawling back to you edits because istg i too have been watching them on repeat !! i like these two a lot as well:

https://www.tiktok.com/@rejoiceprime/video/7376165691335937285?lang=en — the song is kinda silly but the scene where he tilts his head back in his seat is just so KLDJSKLJDSKJDS 🫣

https://www.tiktok.com/@mannis_cc/video/7342193627386449184?lang=en — this one is just so dark and the song is just so him and ughhh

i hope the links work/ are valid and u like the edits haha,, let me know if you've seen them before :)

i look forward to reading the second parts to your recent fics, as well as any other new ones you might have in mind :) please do take care dear author !! wishing u all the best ! — 🩰 anon

im really happy you enjoyed them both ahhh!!! also yeah definitely the part 2 to distraction, if i end up writing it, will still have angst themes. although i like kind of tried to flesh out the ideas a bit more and im not super sure if im that passionate about it :/ but we'll see. i think i have lingering feelings about that fic and would like to flesh it out a bit more.

i hope school gets better for you soon. its lowkey been kicking my ass too LOLL especially since my courses are getting more advanced and more STEM focused.

ALSO LMAO NOT YOU KNOWING EXACTLY WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT IM CRYING LOL. yes its those. also thanks for the new food i'll be saving these for later <3

[mrsji]

GOD'S MENU

Prologue of the story

Lee Felix × Stray Kids

A few hours of flight and the famous Eiffel Tower is already visible from the window. It seems to greet tourists with the words "Welcome to Paris".

And a few seconds later, beautiful buildings, roads filled with cars and people, and many other things that Felix wanted to see so much are already visible.

From a very early age, he wanted to get to this city and finally his dream has come true. Now he can achieve his goal - to become a chef.

The friendly voice of the pilot pulled Felix out of his thoughts, notifying him of landing. After a small 'shake-up', he is already leaving the plane.

"Welcome" - say the airport staff when the guy takes his suitcase. He smiles brightly and thanks them.

Looking around, Felix tries to find a person dear to him. A cousin. It was because of him that Felix developed a love for cooking, and then a desire to move to Paris.

Suddenly he feels a hand on his shoulder and a familiar voice greets him.

"How was your flight, bro?" - Bang Chan smiles and immediately finds himself in a warm embrace, which makes him chuckle lightly.

"I'm so glad to see you! I missed you so much!" - Felix hugs him tightly and feels Chan's arms pull him closer.

"Haha, I see, I see. Hey, you've grown up, you'll soon overtake me" - Chan notices and slightly ruffles the blonde's hair. Felix laughs and playfully pushes him away.

"I'm still far from you.."

The brothers continue their conversation on the way home. Felix talks about school, about life in Seoul, about his friends and how happy he is to finally see Chan. In turn, Chan talks about his restaurant.

Bang Chan was the owner and chef of the restaurant "Chanbana" for several years. The restaurant was very popular because of its delicious food and the best service in all of Paris.

Chan was also rich, he had his own car and his own rather expensive house.

It was to this house that they soon arrived. The flowers on the wall attracted Felix's attention, they curled up to the roof where there was a small relaxation area.

x x x

When Felix settled into the house and took a shower, he went to the kitchen from where the noise was coming. When he went inside, he saw Chan, who seemed to be trying to cook something. The blonde quickly appeared behind him, watching the cooking.

"Wow, another culinary masterpiece from the best chef in all of Paris!" - he playfully nudged him with his elbow.

"Not a masterpiece at all.. The most ordinary dish.." - Chan denies and smiles, he is pleased to hear these words from Felix.

When the dish was ready, a pleasant aroma filled the kitchen. Felix immediately tries it, expecting to feel a mind-blowing taste, and it was, his lips stretched into a smile, but suddenly he feels his tongue burning.

He does not want to offend Chan, but the pain and unpleasant feeling are stronger and he drinks water.

"Something wrong?" - Chan asks worriedly and gets up from his seat, approaching Felix. He already suspected something was wrong.

"Sorry, sorry.. But is there really that much spice in this dish?" - Felix asked, clearing his throat, his eyes slightly watering, and there was still an unpleasant feeling in his mouth.

"Spice..?" - Chan's face suddenly appears disappointed, he sighs and sits down next to the guy. - "Sorry, Lix.."

Felix looks at Chan with confusion, not understanding what exactly he is apologizing for. Even if he accidentally overdoes the spices, he is not angry.

"What are you talking about?" - he asks, watching Chan's reaction, who in turn looks away and sighs heavily.

"For several months now, I have no taste and smell.. I can't cook at all, so I left the restaurant," he answers. Concern and disappointment appear on Felix's face.

"Left the restaurant? What do you mean, forever?" - the guy doesn't know what to think. The restaurant was a part of Chan's life. How could he just leave it like that?

"Forever. If I can't taste, then what kind of cook am I? And a chef too.."

Felix is ​​slightly disappointed. But looking at Chan's sad face, he removes the disappointment from his face and hugs his brother tightly. Support, that's what he needs most now.

x x x

Before going to bed, Felix couldn't get his brother's words about the restaurant out of his head. Although Chan, as usual, said that he was fine, Felix knew how bad he really was.

A long and strange thought process led Felix to a conclusion.

He will not abandon his dream, he is going to become a first-class chef and Chan promised to help him with this, by getting the younger one a job in his own restaurant.

And tomorrow is his first working day.

I have begin of the story but don't have anything else :(

Chanabana is literally Bang Chan btw

[the-radio-demon-blog]

Haha. Well. Now, now. I'll have you know I've been told I'm cute when I'm drunk. By a few people. I find *everything* funny and I giggle a lot and apparently it's very endearing?

I haven't been drunk in about 10 years and I can count on one hand how many times I've been drunk. Never been black out or stumbling drunk either. It's not for me. My spelling sure does take a hit though. 🤣  I'm such a lightweight I only had 2 or 3 drinks on Friday night. Then promptly fell asleep shortly after.

I stand by my non-sober statements though. You *are* cute. (I'll never say it again...probably) Not trying to be insulting or condescending...it just...is what it is? I think a lot of 'scary' things are cute. 🤷‍♀️ I think Stanley is adorable too and he could absolutely take my limbs off. I'm not afraid of him bc I know he won't hurt me. And I'm not afraid of you bc I also don't think you'd hurt me. I don't exactly fit your M.O., eh? And you'd gain nothing from it. Don't worry! I'm not going to try to cuddle you or anything. What would you have done if drunk me had tried???? (I wouldn't have)

I have NO idea where the hand kissing thing came from. Sorry if it made you uncomfortable. And no, no one has ever kissed my hand. It's very old fashioned; I don't think people do that anymore? Maybe it's just me who has never been a recipient.

As for my job...I'm not good at very much and pickins are slim around here. Anything I've seen pays SIGNIFICANTLY less. So for now I'll bang on until I find something else...or have a mental breakdown. Whichever comes first. HAH.

Hooray Stanley! I hope he ate well! I bet he's purring all the time at the hotel.

Did you even *try* that vodka? Did you hate it? Lol. Maybe Angel Dust would like it. Please give it to him if you don't want it. Oh! I just remembered, I once tried homemade vodka that some Russian circus acrobats I knew made. Just a sip. The smell alone made my eyes water. It may have burnt a hole in my esophagus. Hah.

Hey! You didn't tell me a joke! *pouts*

So I'll give you a terrible pun. It's been a while.

What do you call a deer with no eyes?

I have no eye deer!

🤣🤣🤣

Hmmm...today's picture: a silly photo I took of the old palomino I visit on my walks sometimes. He's called Chazz.

https://ibb.co/q5FT16M

After while, crocodile 🐊

Well, I've seen very few experiences that are good when folks are drunk. I'm happy that it has worked out for you! By all means, I did not mean to offend.

Well, being cute in Hell usually ends very badly for you. And well, I would rather not be called "cute" or "adorable" as you call it. No, I have no interest in hurting you and I rather enjoy our conversations!

If you had tried to cuddle me while you were drunk? Well, I'd attempt to get away from you to ensure you do nothing you'll regret to me. If you somehow pinned me down and cuddled with me, I would simply sit there and wait until you wake. I'm a gentleman after all!

Well, I wish you luck with your job, I suppose.

I tried it. Angel Dust insisted that he take it and I relented without much effort. It wasn't a terrible vodka. Adequate I'd say. Thank you, darling.

Hah! That's quite a lovely joke, dear! Thank you!

I'm not one for animals but my, that horse is quite adorable! Chazz...hmm...what an interesting name!

See you later, my dear alligator!

[highfiveheroes]

hi!!! im a very big fan of your work, and as someone who wants to start writing again (havent since i was 14 Dx), i was wondering if you had any tips? the way you write is so well done and impactful, so refined, and it always pulls in me right away. character interactions are so natural, and conversation flows smoothly, the voice for your art is so vivid in my head :] i always look to your work for inspiration, but figured i should ask rather then tearing apart your fics to examine what makes them work lol

i've been sitting on this for a few days because it really took my breath away—what a kind thing to ask!!!

i'm putting this under a cut because i definitely started to ramble haha

specifically on finding a writing voice, i'll be honest, i don't know exactly how to describe it—i've done a lot of rp-ing with my best friend and picked up a lot of phrasing and styles from how he writes, but i think what helps me ultimately when i'm writing on my own is just...writing the way it is? i don't worry about making it make narrative sense, if that makes sense? it doesn't have to be flowy and pretty every time, sometimes things just are what they are. i also try to think of it like i'm describing what i see on a screen, so i do a lot of rereading to see if i can picture the scene in my head exactly how i have it written, which means focusing on a lot of weird details. i also spend a LOT of time reading it out loud to see if my voice comes through because that's what's most important to me—i want people to come on the journey with me, like i'm telling the story to a good friend of mine, and they don't mind when i tell them every little detail. ultimately, i write for myself more than anyone else, and i figure that if i'm not enjoying it, few other people will either. writing is supposed to be fun!!

one of the best pieces of advice i ever saw—there's no such thing as bad writing. if you're putting words on a page, you're working on your creativity, and that's the best thing you can ever do for yourself!! i have pieces from years and years ago that i wrote in the middle of lunch when i was 14 that i can still go back and reread and see if there's anything good (you'd be as surprised as i was to find out that i've reused things from that time of my life in things i'm still writing now haha). sometimes if you're in a rut, sit down with an idea you like, set a timer for 15 minutes, and just turn your brain off and write—or set a word count and don't switch tasks until you hit it (like 100 words, 2,000 in four hours, three paragraphs in 15 minutes, that sort of thing—these are all ones i use pretty frequently). sometimes it sucks, but sometimes you'll end up with something you really like, and rereading it means you'll find something you can jump off of later! if you're putting something out there, it's going to be something good, i promise.

either way, good luck on your writing endeavors!!! i am rooting you on from my little corner of the internet—it's scary, but i promise, you aren't alone :)