#you've got a lovely name and i'm sorry if this isn't your aesthetic at all

[signedkoko]

AAAA HI MOOTIE❤️❤️ could I request a romantic Hazbin hotel match up?? (Help me I'm shy) ANYWAY

I'm bi with no real pref, I'm a Taurus and an INFJ!!

Appearance!! : 5,5 with shoulder length black hair, Blue-Green'ish eyes and Glasses! People tell me I look very Intimidating and unapproachable, I have a very vintage 1950s women's way of dressing with a hint of cottagecore into it! I'm also always wearing heels <3

A lil about me! : chronically ill ex dancer and writer, I also sing and I love to act aswell!! I love walks alot even though I can't much anymore, I have a cat his name is Morty!! I can be kinda loud and hyper, I'm usually very in your space if I know you well (and ur comfortable obviously) I also love doing things for others! Id like to say I'm a pretty skilled cook and baker, I also love card games and board games (oh and video games y'know) I always have music running in my headphones, I'm super clingy to the people I hold dear and I absolutely love showering my friends in love and appreciation; I can also be quite the hassle, I'm not all smiles and kisses which I'm trying to work on; I struggle with empathy and love, I can be very brutal and rude and sometimes borderline cruel but I try and reserve that for people that do me wrong!!

I love birds and Foxes! Oh and deer and moose those are my favorite animals I love them sm ( I'm Scandinavian don't look at me weird) I'm the kinda friend you can come to with anything, to listen or for advice or a solution I'll always be here for everyone :3

Some hobbies : dancing (on some days) playing the violin, Writing, baking and cooking

Bleh things: Alcohol (get away from me) smoking or any substances for that matter, dark coffee, bright lights, unprompted loud noises,sudden physical contact

YEAH THAT'S ME ILYSM KOKO DO THIS ON UR OWN TIME DONT FEEL PRESSURED!!

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You got…Rosie!

Already, you've got the cutest height difference and aesthetic match in the world. You come to just about her shoulders and that's not counting her hat! Fortunately, since you wear heels you can inch a little closer to her—unless she's also wearing them. 

Rosie loves fashion, so you two go shopping together a lot. She's always offering her clothes to you, but when they wind up too big (as always), she will tailor them herself to suit you or bring them to a proper tailor to fix them up. You don't wear exactly the same style, but Rosie will incorporate more of your elements into her wardrobe so people know you're together. 

Oh my, and you can dance? No matter the kind, the moment you tell Rosie that she is already talking about the pep she used to carry in her step, and she wants to go out dancing with you a lot more. Rosie is an amazing dance partner because she is very good at following your lead or showing you how to do what she has going on. 

She also LOVES your kitty Morty. Oh yeah, shes going to spoil that cat to death because, isn't it just the cutest furball ever? Rosie is the type to get bit by a cat and coo about how strong a bite it has. 

Now, she isn't one for video games, but she is more than happy to learn all about the various types you play! Be it board, video, or card! Rosie is actually really bad at these games and often reveals her hand or her plan, but she still loves trying it out with you. The one game she could beat you in 99.9% of the time is chess.

One thing that really surprises her is your ability to get along with Susan. Knowing you have a habit of being cruel to those who deserve it, she expected you to hate the woman! Instead, you bonded over your hatred for a lot of things, and Susan insists on you always being the one to help her in the emporium. 

Expect a lot of listening to oldies music while she shows you her old dance moves, working in the emporium with her, and the cannibals being extremely protective of you when it comes to other demons.

Author’s Note - I'm sorry I know its OBVIOUS but when I was going it Rosie got 7/8 and Alastor was the closest with 3/8!!! I just think she really is your match made in heaven 🖤

[random-deepdeanite]

the first 20 randomly generated quotes that made sense deepdean girls edition

Amina: Hello friends! The Squad: Amina: You might be wondering why I’m taped to the ceiling

Hazel: Editor's note: What the fuck?

Daisy: Yeah, well I've never died so how do I know that god is real.

Lavinia: How does one turn their emotions off? Kitty: Okay, so first go to settings. Kitty: I'm a fucking idiot, I thought that said emojis at first. Lavinia: No, I'm still willing to try this, go ahead. I'm at settings, what do I do next?

Daisy: I’m a reverse necromancer. Kitty: Isn’t that just killing people? Daisy: Ah, technically.

Hazel: Kill me nowwwww. Lavinia: Sorry, no can do. I need your help with my homework.

Amina: Would it be discrimination to only hire employees at my doughnut shop who have the same name? Kitty: Legally, I don't believe that breaches any discrimination laws. Morally though… I don't know. Amina: I believe god is on my side when it comes to Duncans' Doughnuts.

Daisy: You know you've made it when you see your picture everywhere you go. Kitty: Those are wanted posters!

Amina: Made you all playlists! Amina: Lavinia, yours has only heavy metal, and is dark like your soul. Amina: Hazel, yours has sad songs and blues to pair with your crippling depression. Amina: And Daisy has the ABBA Gold album.

Amina: I love murder mysteries! Daisy, trying to impress them: I've been a suspect in four murder cases.

Amina: So you like cats? Daisy: Yeah. Amina: tries to impress them by slowly pushing a glass off the table

Daisy: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy. Amina: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep. Daisy: I said within reason, Amina. How about I murder that guy? Amina: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't? Daisy: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

Kitty: raises eyebrows Hazel: Put those back down!

Kitty: We vegetarians love the environment. Carnivores are sick freaks. Lavinia: How can vegetarians possibly love the environment.. you keep eating all the fucking plants.

Amina: That sounds super! Doesn’t that sound super, Lavinia? Lavinia: No. Amina: I think I speak for Lavinia when I say it sounds really super.

Kitty: Where are you going? Daisy: To either get ice cream or commit a felony. I'll decide on the way.

Hazel: It's not ugly, just aesthetically challenged.

Hazel: We’ll find another route, it’s not safe for amateur adventurers. Daisy: That sounds like a challenge. Hazel: I have to stress, that is not a challenge. Daisy: …Is exactly what you say to dissuade the weak of heart from accepting the challenge. Well, challenge accepted! Hazel: There is no challenge!

Beanie: Let me copy your homework. Kitty: I was gonna copy yours. Beanie: Well, shit. Kitty: Guess I'm not doing it.

Daisy: Are pigeons drones? Beanie: What? No, I'm trying to sleep. Daisy: Think about it. How come you've never seen a baby pigeon? And why do you never actually see a pigeon nest? Because they're DRONES! Beanie: Crying Please let me sleep…

[iheartchv]

Hello there! if it isn't too much trouble may I request a romantic cod matchup please if you're still doing them and aren't swamped already? I'm Hal, my pronouns are She/They, I am 21 years old, 176cm or 5'9 height wise, and I tend to dress in a dark academia aesthetic, mainly with skirts fills and high heels cause I enjoy the power trip I get when I am over 6'3. I have chin length auburn hair (that does a very nice swirl thing like Mrs Incredible it makes me so happy), gray-green eyes, freckles, glasses and a slender hourglass figure. I would describe myself as a very sarcastic person who loves to make jokes (often the immature 'thats what she said' kind), and someone who likes to do fun fantasy escapism type activities (going to renfaire, playing DnD and RPG video games,etc.(I highly recommend the mass effect trilogy)). Peoples impressions of me range from cute and quiet to a straight up golden retriever. I am a pretty sedentary homebody most of the time though I can be more outgoing and confident when I am with people I know and usually they are some brand of weirdo or nerd (theater, Gamer, etc.) I also draw, make/alter clothes, learn about historical fashion, cook, and watch true crime. I have my issues, mainly with forgetfulness, anxiety, etc. making me a lowkey doomsday prepper because better safe than sorry, but I have always been the romantic daydreaming type and over time I have matured and am tired of new historical events making me more and more tired, I just want to find my person to do all of the things good, bad, easy, and hard with. I just want to make a home with them and be in their world. My love language is words of affirmation and acts of service.

🤔 I match you with...

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick 🚁

Gaz would be your match

He's the nerd of TF141

He would totally love to play DnD with you

Video games, comics, anything with pop culture, you name it

You and him could talk for hours on end about different video games, theories surrounding any game/comic lore, etc.

He'd feel so comfortable around you, and he would give that same vibe back to you, letting you know that you can be yourself around him

When you wear your heels, and tower a little over him, he'd only playfully scoff and roll his eyes

As he got to know you, and spend time with you, Gaz couldn't help but feel like he was falling for you

He'd notice any little detail on detail

The corners of your lips when you smiled, the way the sun light reflected off your eyes and streamed in your hair

He wants to tell you you're the most kindest, gorgeous girl he's ever seen

One day he gathers the courage to tell you how he felt for you

"I care about you... a lot. And I can't stop thinking about you... I like you."

"As in 'like' like?"

"Yeah..."

You both would be blushing, looking away and feeling nervous

But as soon as your eyes met, your hearts seemed to beat in sync...

... and you share a soft, sweet, and romantic kiss

He holds your hands in his and gives the your fingers and knuckles gentlemanly kisses

Gaz will tell you everyday that he loves you, and that you're beautiful, you're gorgeous, and you're so perfect

Ask him to do something for you and he will

Through the laughs and good times you've shared, he never thought he'd find the one for him, who was his best friend

[doesntseeyourbeauty]

Helloooo 👻

It's so good to know that!!! OMG that's so exciting!!! I love making bracelets. I've been reusing some beads from old necklaces that I don't use anymore and some others that I got recently and it's so fun! I'm also going to maybe try making a mix of crochet and bead bracelets for my eras show next year. Sadly, my town won't get the eras movie, but I don't think I want to see it before the actual concert. But, I'm so excited for you all going and sharing these moments again!!!! 🤍🤍🤍

It's definitely the key to a successful future!!! Open communication and willingness to have empathy and walk a mile in someone else's shoes. I think we'll achieve great things when we care about eachother truly more.

Yes, it was a cool experience! I just felt like I could trust her and this time I wasn't wrong. 😂 I might sell some stuff I don't really use anymore. And give some others to my friends that I think fit the aesthetic perfectly. Definitely!!! I'm not exactly from a rural area, but it pretty much as gigantic in the middle of nowhere vibes. Hehehe

I kinda did back then!!!! It was a great time!!! And then speak now was out and that made everything even worse. I was so in love with it!!! I was drawing a 13 on my hand everyday in my senior year in highschool, during my study time for the final exams. Like a good luck charm. 🥰🤍 you're so right about that!!!! Her music is definitely different from eachother, but there's like this thread throughout that just makes it so Taylor! I'm glad you're also having the best time with the rerecordings, because I definitely am!!! I think it's something so incredible! Awww that's so sweet!!! How is it having brothers? I only have two younger sisters.

Hahaha what's your dog's name? I also had a dog and a cat before and it was amazing! They got along so well. 🤍🤍🤍

I haven't watched any of those do I'll add them to my list! Thank you 🤍

Oh, that's understandable! I used to listen to them too! We have a lot of similar favs!!!! ☺️🥰 what's your favourite non Taylor song atm?

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hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!! I hope that you've had a lovely week so far <3

oh 100%, I am a bracelet making fiend! I do pretty basic ones to be fair, but I also work full-time so it's not as easy for me to do more intricate ones; although I LOVE seeing how creative people are with their bracelets (shoutout to my favs @hollyfhumberstone and @dancingwiththecoven bc they make GORGEOUS bracelets and I am forever in awe of coco's and jens talent!!!). OMG PLEASE MAKE CROCHET AND BEAD BRACELETS THAT'S SO CUTE!! I'm sorry that the movie isn't coming to your town, that's no fun, but I'm glad you get to go to the actual show next year (that's so exciting!)! I'm super excited especially because I'm taking the day off tomorrow to go spend it with my friends before the showing we're going to and we're all huge swifties so it's always a party with us!

EXACTLY! You hit the nail on the head!!! <333

Omg yessssssss, I love getting to support small businesses and especially small swiftie businesses, it's always my fav thing to do! Oh I feel that! I live in a big-ish city, but it's in the middle of nowhere and it takes almost 2 hours to get to the closest big city with things like target or even most chain restaurants like Panda Express or sit down ones like Olive Garden.

The OG Speak Now era was something else! I remember when it came out and being absolutely obsessed with haunted bc I was in a twilight phase and I firmly believed that haunted should've been on the soundtrack somewhere! Long Live is my fav from Speak Now (og and tv) but a lot of that has to do with the memories I have associated with it! Okay but I love that you drew the 13 on your hand for good luck, that's so precious!!

It's 100% Taylor's songwriting that makes it so clearly Taylor. Really and truly, it's amazing to see how she's consistent with her writing from debut to midnights considering how much she's grown as a songwriter and musician over the years. I firmly believe that her music holds up throughout the years and will continue to do so, especially with the re-recordings! Oh I am, I love getting to relive those eras again, especially because they were so important to me during the OG eras. I'm very lucky to have my brothers! We're all very close and I wouldn't trade them for the world (I'm the middle child lol)!!

Her name is Kayla! She's an 11 year old Labrador Retriver mix that I adopted last year and I love her so so much! Winnie is my baby but Kayla is my sweet old lady. They get along for the most part except Kayla is a garbage disposal and will eat anything, including Winnie's food (which makes Winnie angry because she's particular about her food lol).

I recommend them a lot! I'm always looking for new things to watch or listen to, I love broadening my tastes!

I love that!!! I think my favorite non-Taylor song atm is He Gets Me So High by beabadoobee or get him back! by Olivia Rodrigo. They're both songs I have constantly going in my head.

<33333

[crazypsychonerdstuff]

Nero, where you're there, could I get some fluffy HCs with Abigor from ghost rider with an asexual goth reader plz? Just had an argument about how "asexuality isn't a thing, and you won't find anyone if you keep believing it is. Which is fine, lots of people want to be alone." But I DON'T want to be alone! And it just got me a little, and now I feel like shit. Sorry if I'm being selfish. Don't feel you have to write anything for this.

Right. For a start, anon, you are NOT being selfish. Secondly, you are valid, and whoever said that to you had no right to say that. Just because they can't understand it doesn't give them licence to go saying hurtful things. They don't have to understand to accept. Unfortunately, I know this struggle all too well myself. My family just doesn't seem to be able to get their heads around it either. It's a tough one, but at the end of the day, we are who we are! If they can't accept that, that's a them issue, not an us issue!

Now, onto business! One fluffy demon with his ace s/o coming right up! Gotta say, I don't think I've seen anyone write for him before, so this is gonna be interesting, I have quite a few headcanons for him tbh! He was one of my comfort characters for the longest times when I was going through a rough spot over a decade ago, so yeah... a lot of this will probably be me projecting a little, too. Sorry! I hope these are up to expectations!

🎃

Above all, he is so supportive of you. He loves you and will stand by you no matter what. You're asexual? And? He loves you, and that's not going to change anything. He's a demon. There's nothing 'conventional' about him, so why should his s/o or their relationship be any different?

I'd say he'd protect you with his life, but being a demonic entity (and this is where one of my headcanons comes in a little*¹), he can't really die, so that sentiment is irrelevant really.

If someone dares talk down to you, belittles you, or otherwise disrespect you, he will ensure they regret it one way or another. If you are really adverse to him killing the perpetrator, he will find other ways to make their life a misery: ensuring that they can't go anywhere, and I mean anywhere, without a gust of wind messing up their hair +/ outfit. Or blowing a neatly swept pile of dust/leaves etc at the moment they were about to clear it up. If that doesn't work, he'll use his elemental power to sneak into their house and start wreaking havoc with their possessions. If that still fails to affect them, then he'd start appearing and threatening them personally until they ceased their torment.

He will give you lots of surprise hugs; materialising out of thin air and wrapping himself around you, his body only partly formed, allowing him to engulf you almost completely.

He has, on more than one occasion, lent you his coat, either when it's cold out and you've forgotten your own or if he's going to be unavailable for a while, he'll leave it with you both so you have a part of him there with you and as a promise that he'll come back.

He loves your aesthetic. I can see him being easily persuaded to become [more] goth*² (me and Scorpio were just having a debate as to whether he was already goth... I said not really but has potential, Scorp said he 100% is... so...)

Will often bring you gifts that he thinks you'd like, be it trinkets, ornaments and little things for your home or accessories and clothes. He loves seeing your reactions when he gifts you something.

He loves doing "human" things with you as he puts it, such as listening to music*³, watching movies/TV shows*⁴, cooking (with help from you). He tried reading but couldn't get into it, though Abigor wearing reading glasses is definitely a Look™️!

When the two of you are spending any length of time at your place, he's taken to wearing more loose-fitting clothing, namely band t-shirts and joggers/lounge pants.

Probably projecting here again, but cemetery dates. You're goth, he's a goth(?) Demon, where better?! It's quiet, it's spooky to most but comforting to the two of you, you can admire the architecture of the gravestones... the list goes on.

He likes being close to you in some way, be that just sitting next to you, or holding hands, or having an arm around you to, if you are comfortable with it, practically clinging to you, snuggling into you, lying on you or pulling you ontop of himself.

If you two are sharing a bed, expect to wake up completely engulfed in air demon: in his sleep, he has a habit of becoming not-quite-solid, and as a result, you will likely find yourself surrounded.

Oh, and expect him to come up with some really good ghost stories too! Though whether they are fictitious or actual things he's witnessed +/ experienced is open for debate. He is a demon, after all.

¹ when the respective demons were "killed", I believe that really what happened was more an inconvenience. They sort of get sent back to hell to pull themselves back together (both figuratively and literally) and are 100% able to return after a while.

² while writing this, I was imagining Air boi in some pretty awesome outfits tbh. And you can't tell me that he hasn't tried a steampunk look at least once(this might be me projecting a little, though)! And eyeliner. Kinda went full on corpse paint at one point, but as awesome as that looked in my head, it just reverted back to regular eyeliner.

³I have a feeling he'd be into rock and metal from the 70s/80s mostly, some bands I think he'd be into are: Aerosmith, Mötley Crüe, Motörhead, Twisted Sister and Megadeth.

⁴I think he would like watching true crime shows a lot. Idk why, just think he would. And paranormal stuff, though mostly to laugh at the insanity of it all when most things shown on them are clearly hoaxes.

[happysmilebtr]

(1/2) hi anna! just wanted to drop by and (sort of) introduce myself - i'm your caratblr gift exchange person! i hope you're doing well and that you've had a good weekend so far. :) to get some ideas on my end, i wanted to ask you about a few things: when it comes to "vibes," are you interested in something more "visual" (think: photoshoots, mvs, stages) or would you prefer a focus on some of the friendships you listed, like member dynamics? (!! one more question incoming!!)

(2/2) my other question, which might be kind of broad; what do you like about the members you listed as biases? what draws you to scoups, mingyu, seungkwan, and jun (visually, personality-wise, etc) and the same question for the relationship dynamics: what do you like about mingyu & seungkwan's friendship, or hoshi & woozi's, or the group's? sorry if it sounds like i want you to write an essay - i'm just really curious and would love to hear what makes them special to you. :')

Hi, hi my secret carat bean!! Sorry for the lateness of this ask, I just got home from work!

Such a very curious one you are fnsjdjs but vibes can mean really anything! It could be the simple mv aesthetics or from photoshoots or whatever you wanna come up with! I love seeing peoples perspective on stuff like this ya know? As for what draws to me to each member welpPPp

-scoups because I just adore how one minute he can be just pouty over the fact someone used his full name before then you see him body throwing some of the members and going "yepp i felt that" lmao. Jokes aside. Cheol is really just a lovely soul! I love his lil giggles or his smile. The way he dotes and truly cares of his members despite it all. He truly made sure the members were taken care well, that they weren't screwed over from pledis (he went to meetings ALWAYS. Idk if he still does that though) and despite he is the youngest of his family and we do see that "maknae" side as he interacts with the members, he is a wonderful leader and makes sure each member is heard. Like he takes the back seat in interviews and just eyes the group before popping up and sometimes letting the more quiet members speak. He's a noob as well but he's cute

-seungkwan oh my lordy that is my signature crossiant boy. That is my emotional support boy if I need a pick me up. He was a creeper bias as I dub them. Ones that you DO NOT expect to become a bias but suddenly do lmao. I was of course aware of him but next thing I knew, he popped up as a bias out of the blue and it was nice getting to know him more. Knowing how much he values and loves his sisters and mom. How he went to producers for variety shows to ask them to invite svt (which worked out bc homeboy is friends with everyone in the industry lmao). How yes he is the super funny memeber but he is more than just that. An artist that wants to improve his craft, we won't talk about his vocal talents because I can be here all day.

-mingyu is the classic member that im like "yeah maybe I can be delulu for a bit xD" he is legit a person I feel like I would enjoy being friends with if I ever met him. Very much can see him bugging me and making fun of my shrot height but tis fine. That means he could be my irl stepping stool so I can reach high places haha. He is attractive sure but the fact he has more left feet than my clumsy butt does is hilarious to me. Outside of that, while he isn't the strongest say rapper within svt I like his lyrics like in game boi he ain't a video game player but the lyrics sound so natural it doesn't make you question it if you are someone who plays video games. I love his personality as well like how can you not fall for this giant 6 foot tall doggo boy fjsjdj.

-jun is a recent addition and idk why but here he is. I wanna keep him in my pocket at all times (despite him being like close in height with mingyu) like I think we all need a personal mini jun to keep our life happy ya know? From his chaotic wild self with his hot dog machine or his big brain 1 + 1 moments to his beautiful song writing lyrics or watching him dance. He isn't the smoothest dancer per se but he is hypnotizing for a reason (limbo is a perfect song for this or watch a wave performance!)

And as for those dynamics. Mingyu x seungkwan just make me laugh so much idk why, it reminds me of a friendship I have with my guy friend at times and it feels familiar. Its always fun to see seungkwan about to throw a shoe at hoshi and mingyu is there to hold him back while woozi and hoshi are wholesome. Sure, woozi may LOOK annoyed and done with him (see his anti tiger agenda or him being ??? At the studio one time when hoshi asked to make him a song beat and help with autotune) but he happily still does it. He will.mumble and complain but he will still do it. He loves all of his members (circles anyone?) That is a fact but him and hoshi have this kind of bond that is akin to friendship that has lasted for 50 years at least to me

I hope that answered your questions ^_^

[mandarinenschaeler]

[dotster001]

Hi! I would like a twisted wonderland platonic mash-up please!

Nickname: lala (my real name that isn't my "white name" as I like to call it is way too long)

Pronouns: he/they

Personality type: ENTP

Age: 17

Kinnie: Osamu dazai (more the writer than the character, I read the book and I love it)

Likings: Books, art, history (of art), writing, drawing, kids (I want to have kids in the future but I found out I can't have any today and I'm really sad about it), rain, basketball, making friends, hoodies, my job (I'm the head manager in a skate shop), my siblings, my bf (of course), the music band GORILLAZ (I'm going to see them October 8th), memes

Dislike: spiders. (These things are horrible), loud noises, summer, homeworks

Aesthetic: chaotic academia/grunge

(okay, first off, it's so fucking cool to me that you did a twst profile for this, I salute you. I'm also so pumped to do a platonic match up because oh my gosh friendship match ups are so fun and can get so much more chaotic. Also, I know it's been a little bit, but I'm sorry you got that news, I hope you're feeling better and I hope this brings a little levity if not 💙 also I'd love to hear how the concert went!)

I match you with Lilia Vanrouge.

Bat dad sees a kindred spirit in your music and fashion ways. In fact, if anything, it enables him to try a whole new set of fashion (were you the one that helped design his music club outfit? Who's to say?) On his free days, he's grabbing your hand and modeling looks for you, and then taking you to concerts.

Lilia likes to prank, he doesn't like to torture. So he won't use your fear of spiders against you. (This is a privilege awarded to very few) When he learns you aren't into loud noises, he makes sure to start training Sebek to keep it down around you.

I'm so happy you like history, literature, and art, because he is history. Mans can rattle off facts about stuff you've never even heard of. You like that painting? Lilia was there for the painter's tenth birthday. You need a book for a project? Lilia may or may not have written a couple of them, and will let you borrow a first edition. He also just likes to talk about the old days, so it's for the best if you just let him wear himself out.

Makes you buy matching oversized hoodies with him, and then use them to embarrass Silver and "all his cool friends". (Slappy hands. You two go around doing slappy hands with your hoodies. You both are absolute menaces.

Also... Lala....Lillia? The names just work.

It was raining today, but luckily that didn't bother either of you. You had promised to teach Lilia how to play basketball, and the rain was keeping the heat away.

"MASTER LILIA..."

"Hushed tones, Sebek," Lilia said as he floated up to the hoop again to dunk the ball, despite you repeatedly informing him this was an illegal move.

"Master Lilia," you could tell Sebek was "whispering" but it was just a regular inside voice. "You and Lala will catch your death of cold out here."

"Aw, you care," you giggled, stealing the ball from Lilia, and throwing a three pointer. You don't know if you missed or made it, because Lilia distracted you right at the last second by flipping upside down and blocking your view.

"Hey!"

"Fu Fu, sorry Lala, all's fair in war and basketball."

"I've told you before, it really isn't," you said with a playful eye roll.

"Please, Master Lala and Master Lilia, please just come inside and warm up for a couple minutes," Sebek asked sadly.

"Fine," Lilia gave a fake groan, then grinned. "But I'm stealing the comfy hoodie." He ran off, you in tow both of you giggling like idiots as poor Sebek was left behind in the rain.

[nursegracecreates]

have no idea if your match ups are still open, if they aren't I'm sorry and feel free to ignore. but if they are open could I get a romantic match up in the creepypasta fandom?? My name is Bunny, pronouns are they/she. My sun sign is Taurus and my mbti is INFP. I'm 5'0, medium puffy hair with bangs, round glasses, my build is curvy, and I have baby hands. aesthetically im dual kawaii i think. I have ptsd and mental health issues- couldnt fit the rest but ill send it in a second ask sorry again

Are.. are you me from this time last year?

Jackpot! It seems you've won a contest I didn't even know I was holding

You have won a date with....

Tobias Andrew Adams "Ticci Toby"

(I, ah, may have drawn a bit too much from my self ship 😅)

I generally don't include my version of Ticci Toby into matchups because

a) he's so far off from fanon Toby, and

b) he's mine 😅

But seriously, you sound so much like me that it's uncanny

So since you're obviously such an awesome person, I will share :3

Okay so a Taurus Taurus match is a very strong, and solid one

But, it might not be the most exciting

Not to say it isn't fun

But big dates out won't really be a thing

Big dates in, however are a different story

Think romantic homemade dinners and adventures outside

Honestly, this iteration of Toby is very cottage core

So he loves that you enjoy baking

While Toby isn't a fan of ultra sweet things

He's got somewhat of a sweet tooth

Cookies and poundcakes and home baked bread 🤤

I can see him constructing you a brick oven now 😌

Toby knows he's hard to deal with sometimes

And he knows he's a complete jerk towards almost everyone

And that sometimes you're more of a mother for him than a SO

He really doesn't mean to be the way he is... he just doesn't know any other way to be

So be prepared to watch this man bend over backwards to show you how much he cares

I'm talking fidgeting with your fingers, holding your hand, little touches to remind you he's there, random hugs, random slowdances, standing cuddles, sitting cuddles, and trying to sneak you away to a more private setting

He's a pretty skinny guy

But he loves your curviness

He likes to squeeze your curvier places

You're just so soft 😌

Likes to compare how tiny your hands are compared to his

He does this by flattening your hand out, palm to palm, then curling his extra finger lengths over your fingertips

Randomly brings baby animals, or stray animals home.

You and he act as sort of foster parents for the baby animals, raising them to be self sufficient and then releasing them

And you rehome the strays once you and Toby nurse them back to health

As a result, all of the strays in the area hang around your home

And there's a slight raccoon problem because Toby leaves dog food out for them

He has all the regular raccoons named, complete with backstories

Very Linda Belcher and the Saga of Little King Trashmouth

Toby does have a dog

His name is Seven, a goofy Mastiff boxer mix with polydactly on his back paws

Seven goes to work with Toby

But he always announces Toby's arrival home by running inside and jumping up into your lap, full of kisses

Mind you, this dog weighs 100 lbs and is mostly leg and nose

But when Toby comes in, Seven follows every command Toby gives him

In German

Toby heard in a study somewhere that dogs respond better to German commands so that's what he does with Seven

Toby is a very sensual lover, always looking to please you

He won't push you for sex

He remembers Millie (Lyra) complaining about pushy guys

So Toby is a perfect gentleman

When it comes to special interests, Toby is more than accommodating

He might not understand why you like some of the things to do

But you know what they say

Fake it till you make it

Toby will sit through whatever you want, and start out just acting interested for you

But it ends up that he's just as interested as you in the end

Say you start watching a show with him and there comes a point where a fandom faction is formed

You're watching and stating how obvious it is that your side is the right side

Toby pipes up with, "I agree with (character). (Opposing character) needs to get over it."

You look at Toby in shock then pride because he's basically just agreed with your side

Which means he's taken enough interest to form an opinion 🥺🥺🥺

Toby chuckles as you almost tackle him, smothering him with kisses

His patience has paid off

And (special interest) might not be so bad, now that he's watched it

[askmerriauthor]

Star Wars: Visions thoughts and discussion

Been on a bit of a Star Wars binge lately. Getting ready for the Book of Fett and the return of The Mandalorian soon, just finished playing the Jedi: Fallen Order game, and recently "Star Wars: Visions" dropped on Disney+ (not to be confused with the, like, half-dozen other Star Wars properties that use "Visions" as their title). If you've got the streaming service and haven't watched the series yet, I can honestly suggest you should do so. The whole thing is a series of very short episodes and is entirely non-canon to the setting, so you don't even need a hard understanding of Star Wars to enjoy it.

In fact, it's actually better if you don't know anything about Star Wars going in. Spoilers and brief episode discussion after the jump.

Episode 1: The Duel As soon as I saw a lightsaber umbrella and a R2 droid in a hat, I knew this one was going to be a must-watch.

I REPEAT. LIGHTSABER. UMBRELLA.

Solid kick-off for the short series. Dig the aesthetic, dig the classic samurai vibe (even if it's more of an homage than a direct application of the style), dig the simple story. The particular animation style they chose here was a little wonky but I quickly got used to the visuals and loved a bunch of the design choices too much to care. This one was very action/style-focused and clearly chosen as the leading episode for that reason, which I don't fault them at all for.

Episode 2: Tatooine Rhapsody I'm sorry, I don't recall giving Star Wars permission to be this fucking adorable, how dare you.

The tale of a Padawan survivor of Order 66 who makes a new life for himself not with the power of the Force, but with the power of Rock and Roll and Friendship. Bitchin'. Super adorable, semi-chibi art style that's honestly ringing, like, a dozen different bells in my head for trying to figure out all the different styles it's drawing from. Good fun, if a bit bland in the end. The biggest problem is the music. The story relies on "using music to save the day", which is fine. But when you use that trope you need an absolutely face-melting banger of a performance, which this just doesn't have. An enjoyable entry all the same though. Not bad, not great, cute designs; the quirky story of how Jabba the Hutt got a new slave band to play at his den.

Episode 3: The Twins This entire episode is animated by the team who brought us Kill la Kill and that should really tell you everything you need to know.

You know how if you get a bunch of little kids together, they'll start playing make-believe games where they just invent stories and plot twists and super powers like "I have whatever you can do, but infinity plus 1 better!" shit like that? That's what this short is. It has only the vaguest allusions to the setting proper and immediately hurls every semblance of consistency, logic, and sense out the window with both hands. It is 1,000,000% style over substance.

Okay, y'know what, no, that's not enough to describe the utter insanity this episode is. All I can find online is pictures of the main villain character pulling a General Grievous impression or the protag snaring lightsaber whips on his lightsaber, but that is fucking tiddlywinks compared to where this episode goes.

There is a scene in this short where the protag, who is ghost-riding the hood of his X-Wing upside down in space without a space suit, super-charges his lightsaber into a giant rainbow of FUCK YOU GEORGE LUCAS with the power of familial love and fabulousness, using said rainbow super saber to CUT AN ENTIRE STAR DESTROYER IN HALF WHILE ACCELERATING TO HYPERSPEED, all to save his twin sister's life by making her explode in a somehow non-harmful manner.

This short is utterly nonsensical drivel and yes I would like more right the fuck now, please and thank you.

Episode 4: The Village Bride Wait, we're actually trying to tell a reasonable story in this series? Sorry, I was still on a sugar high from the previous episode. Lemme sit down.

The Village Bride is great. Excellent short that's just dripping with atmosphere and a slow, purposeful pace to its writing. It's short and sweet with little focus on the Force-using characters themselves, which actually serves to its credit. Even in the Star Wars universe, the Ainu people can't catch a fucking break. Easily one of my favorites in the whole run.

Episode 5: The Ninth Jedi The fact that two characters in this short have Sasuke's haircut was extremely distracting. But I actually really enjoyed this entry overall.

Despite playing extremely loose with the established lore around how lightsabers work, this episode over all others really embraces the original setting and tells a slow-burn story about the potential revival of the Jedi Order. A little meandering at times, but it's a solid piece and well worth exploring. Of all the shorts in the series, this one has the greatest potential to actually continue on as a standalone series or be folded into the canon franchise. Main protag is an adorable bean and I love her.

Episode 6: T0-B1 This episode is simultaneously a love letter to Astro Boy and a giant middle finger to Star Wars lore purists.

The tale of an imaginative Droid named T0-B1 who dreams of becoming a hero like the Jedi he's heard so many stories of. This short gets extra credit for being so unyieldingly stylish and charming. On the surface of its presentation and story choices it seems like it doesn't know anything about Star Wars lore, but it's actually packed full of some pretty deep cuts that show the folk behind it do know what they're talking about and just don't fucking care what purists have to say. The entire thing is just "Yeah, I'm ignoring your lore, but I'm doing it in a fun way that makes the setting more interesting, and I'm so genuine about it that you can't be mad at me". I can respect that. Plus the old dude in that screenshot is an armless Jedi who's retired to be a botanist and that's just fucking cool.

Episode 7: The Elder I'm Episode 1, but better.

This one. This shit right here. This is the good shit.

I'm sure y'all have heard before that Star Wars is directly inspired by Kurosawa and samurai films in general, but The Elder really digs into that hard. Where Episode 1 styles itself after a samurai tale, Episode 7 is a samurai tale. Subdued, methodical storytelling, slow-burn pace, charming dialogue amid believable characters, and a truly intimidating villain who provokes a brief but striking duel. This is my vibe. I crave more of this. Far and away the best short of the entire series.

Episode 8: Lop and Ocho Oh for fuck's sake, there's going to be so much porn of this bunny girl character, isn't there?

This entry is another that kind of meanders with the story it's trying to tell and plays very loose with the lore. It reimagines a lot of what we know of the Jedi/The Rebels and Sith/The Empire into a feudal faction-based conflict akin to what you'd see in a period samurai drama. Modernization and callous industry crushing the spirit of the people and breaking apart families. A decent work overall, but nothing really all that impressive in the end. It takes too long to get going and then peters out halfway through its pay-off for some reason.

Episode 9: Akakiri The fact that I had to look up this episode's name and scenes online and still could not remember anything about it should tell you a lot.

The series ends on a downer with the dramatic tale of a fallen Jedi who sacrifices himself and succumbs to the Dark Side. Turning evil for... the greater good? Wha? Had some pretty neat visuals, but I genuinely cannot remember a damn thing about this episode or its characters. Big swing and a miss in terms of impact.

[sunarintoes]

Dear Whovever: [Kenma]

Synopsis: You and Kenma are both best friends and youtube gamers however you want to be more than just best friends so you decide to ‘man up’ one day and write a heart felt confession in a minecraft notebook before then putting it in Kenma’s personal chest.

WC: 3K

TW: slight swearing :)

[Episode one]

[recording in 3… 2… 1… start!] 

“Hey gamers, Kodzuken here with Tulip-but-make-it-yellow! I've done a few Minecraft videos with Tulip before, but thought I'll start a new series that will be posted every Monday.”

“It's called Minedays with Tulip and Kodzu”

“I- no, Tulip. I'm not sure what we’re gonna call it. But you guys will know- obviously since it's the title of this video.”

You whine and pout into the monitor, “Kodzu I think Minedays is a cute name.” 

Instead of replying Kenma rolls his eyes and hits you ingame. “Should we introduce the challenge and get it started?”

“Yeah that's a good idea!” 

“Well, it's about eleven am right now, we have until eleven pm to build a Minecraft house from a random topic,” he pauses and moves to the side to point to a sectioned spinwheel, “on this bad boy,” whacks the spinner, “we have eight different themes, in a sec I’ll spin it and whatever it lands on will be what we have to build.”

You let out a high pitched ‘hmm,’ “I feel bad for Kuroo and Hinata, they’re both going to have to edit twelve hours of footage down to 10 minutes!”

Kenma chuckles, “fifteen minutes actually.”

This time you roll your eyes. “Hurry up and spin it you fool! I want to get buildinggg” 

Smiling, Kenma moves back a bit and spins the wheel, after thirty seconds full of anticipation the wheel finally stops and its small arrow is pointing at- “Yes! Cottage core theme!” you yell out while Kenma groans. 

“Really? That's lame why couldn't we have ‘Lucifer’s Bedroom’?” 

You poke your tongue out to the monitor - which Kenma could see, after all, you are in a Discord call with him. “Don't be sad just because you're prancing in my turf…. Looooooser!”

Kenma playfully glares towards you, “You’re on! See you in twelve hours!”

Unfortunately, the difficulty of building a cottage core house in the woods - in survival mode, proved more difficult than planned. 

“We spawned in a desolate area huh? Barely any flowers!” you hear Kenma make a sound of agreement as you sink into your comfortable ‘gamer’ styled chair. 

“Don't tell me you've given up? Just because you can't find any flowers?” 

You scowl at his cocky tone however your mood does a one-eighty when you suddenly get a good idea. “Ok everyone! I know what I have to do! I'm going to restart in another place because this isn’t working!”

Kenma makes a sound of surprise, “you're restarting? It's been an hour already-”

“Yeah and we have, like... eleven more.” Kenma sighs in response, “better get a move on.”

For the most part, the two of you kept quiet - not wanting to let the other know how well you were doing. However one look at your phone only to see that your twitter has blown up, you decide to take a short break, after all it has been four hours of you sitting on your ass playing Minecraft. Once you open Twitter you're met with a barrage of tags and mentions - all of which screaming ‘KenYn’ and ‘Kodzutulip.’ You felt heat rise to your face, you - yes you, Ln Yn with the online alias Tulip-but-make-it-yellow, has a big, fat, humongous crush on your best friend and fellow youtuber - Kenma, aka Kodzuken aka the cutest guy in the world. To make it worse - or better, you couldn't really tell, was that many of your viewers shipped you with him - as did his viewers. 

You are of course, happy with this but you can’t help but wonder if Kenma feels the same way, does he feel weirded out by all this shipping content? Does he find it uncomfortable? Does he find it unsettling to be shipped with his in-real-life best friend?

“Hey Yn?” Kenma calls softly, “you've been looking at your phone for the past ten minutes and your face looks sad.”

You instantly look up to meet Kenma’s face and try to find the right words to say, “I… I’m just kinda tired and eventually got distracted!! Sorry Kenken!”

Kenma visibly cringes at the old nickname - the one you gave him in primary school, “if you say so… better get your head in the game though - my mansion looks epic.”

Your eyes narrow, “mansion? The theme is cottage core!” Kenma quietly chuckles in response, “a mansion can still have a fairy aesthetic, you should know that”

You huff in faux annoyance as you place your phone away and ‘get your head in the game’ just as he requested. “Be prepared to be crushed! I am the cottage core guardian!”

There are ten minutes left to your’s and Kenma’s excruciatingly long Minecraft challenge, your ass hurts from sitting on it for almost twelve straight hours - including bathroom breaks. When the buzzer rings the two of you step back from your respective buildings and make your way to the starting point - which had been marked by a stack of 20 or so dirt blocks. 

“Well that was twelve hours of eye straining torture,” you say as you stretch your arms. 

“You're tired already?”

“Kinda… I can't wait to go to sleep after this.”

“Weak, I’m playing Battlefield as soon as this is over.”

You roll your eyes and scoff, “this is why you look like a living corpse in the morning…”

Kenma looks you dead in the eyes and with a completely serious face he says, “yeah but you love it.”

You choke on your spit at his boldness, “y-yeah I guess.” 

If you were being honest, you were not the best at reading people and it was dark in Kenma’s gaming room, the only light coming from his three screen/monitor computer setup, but you think you see a light blush creep up to his cheeks. And you hate it, you hate when he says things that make your heart flutter, you hate it when he just sits there and the digital glow accentuates all of his delicate features, but what you hate most is yourself. You hate yourself because you have fallen in love with your best friend, you hate yourself because you know he doesn't like you back and you hate that you continuously give yourself a sense of false hope. 

“Yn… you want to stay up and game with me don’t you? ”

You sheepishly look to the side, ‘mayhaps.’

Kenma sighs looking at you with a soft face as he whispers “then I won’t play Battlefield and I’ll go to bed and so will you, ‘kay?”

You smile tiredly at him, “sounds like a deal.”

“We'll get back on at the same time tomorrow and we’ll do the final part of this video - the reveal. Until then.”

You smile and wave at the camera “cya soon~”

[recording over]

After your call with Kenma ended you got ready for bed but for some reason, no matter how tired you were, you just couldn't fall asleep - your mind was screaming obscene ideas that you couldn't help but contemplate. At first it was just wishful thinking but then came a thought that refused to leave, ‘confess.’ 

It was a tempting thought, but how? Surely you couldn't just say ‘hey Kenma I've liked you since high school lets date!’ yeah no, that was a horrible idea. Maybe if you confessed with some originality he would be more likely to accept but for now, you were going to do your best to go to sleep.

[Episode two]

[recording in 3… 2… 1… start!] 

In the morning you woke up feeling refreshed and excited for the day to come, Kenma had texted you and asked if you were feeling up to recording the reveal from last night and episode two today and of course you said yes. 

The video goes on without any troubles and soon you find yourself staring at the computer screen at eleven once again. 

“Remember to like, subscribe and comment below on who you think won this round.” Kenma’s voice is soothing - if you had to describe it you would say that it is silky like honey and smooth like dark chocolate; or maybe you would just say his voice is perfect. Kenma waves to the screen monitor, “hello? Earth to Yn! Are you dead or something? You look like a zombie.”

It takes a while to register, you weren’t really paying attention to the words he said as you were more interested in the way he sounded. You sit up and smile into the camera, “I'm awake… thanks for caring!”

He scoffs and swivels in his chair a bit, “I don't care about you, you're just my idiot best friend and flatmate.”

You playfully narrow your eyes, “well this idiot flatmate of yours helped you bake apple pie so you wouldn’t starve to death!”

“Hmmm, I guess. Well I'm going to head off. I'll see you later.”

You smile softly, “yeah I'll see you later, i'm just gonna stay on for a while.”

Kenma looks at you with an intrigued expression, “you're going to stay up longer? Better not be in this world, that's cheating. Want me to stay up with you?”

You roll your eyes and giggle, “it's all good I want to fix my house up in the other world. I'll see you tomorrow.”

He sighs, “if you say so.”

[recording over]

Your chair rolls back as you stretch, “maybe I should confess to him through a Minecraft journal…” you jump up. “Thats it! Thats a great way to confess! Its original and Kenma would appreciate it…. If he accepts my feelings that is…” 

You groan and slump back down into the chair, “maybe it’s best if I don't confess at all. No! I've wanted to do this for years! If he doesn't like me back it's all good! Maybe I just won't do this on a stream!”

You reach over to the bench and pull up your phone, “who to call, mmm ok let’s call Alisa I’m going to need some emotional support!”

“Hey gamers, Kodzu here in another Minecraft live stream, today we’re just in mine and Yn’s regular world and i'm going to build a house - a cottage to be specific,” he pauses and looks at the comment section; ‘no Yn isn't here right now, no Yn won't be joining this video, no I didnt know shes streaming at the moment, yes my favourite food is apple pie, yes I have a calico cat, no Yn is not my significant other, yes we are just friends.’ Kenma moves back and takes a breath, “wow you guys sure are interested in Yn huh? Maybe I should get them in more videos, might get more views that way,” he laughs a bit.

“Let's start off by heading to my base, I have the materials I’ll need there- oh uh what's this?” Kenma pauses as he stares at the foreign object, “I don't remember having a written book in my chest… maybe Yn went in here and put it in?”

Kenma stares at the book for a while before he opens it, only to be shocked. The comment section notices the blush on his face and continue to spam him with questions:

[kodzusbabe]: what's in that diary!!

[Kenmastan]: hahAAAHHA LOOK HE’S SO RED IN THE FACE

[piefacecutie]: ^^ omg you're so right @/Kenmastan hes so cute 💓

[Kenmaxyn]: I hope it's a confession!

[ynhater]: @/Kenmaxyn from who? Cause I didn't do it and I'd be the only one for Kenma oppAr

[kennismaken]: I hope it’s Yn! They’d be such a cute couple

[applepudding]: umm? Kodzu! Why did he get up and leave??

[ynhater]: babe come back!

[Kenmaxyn]: OMG MAYBE IT WAS YN !!!!

After your late night call with Alisa, you decided it would be best to just do it and then ignore Kenma for the day - well, not ignore him per se, just simply decline all his Discord calls and Facetime calls so you could put off being rejected a little while longer. You woke up with a throbbing headache that you could only blame yourself for, after all you are the dumbass who stayed up until God knows when just to write a heartfelt confession. Eventually the angst of waiting for a message from Kenma overwhelmed you and here you are now; streaming Overwatch to get your mind off of a certain someone.

“Ah no! Cant believe that stupid Hanzo got me! What a pain!” you frown at the screen and let out a sigh, “the round is over… bummer. Well while we wait an eternity for the next round I guess I should answer some of your questions… oh? I didn't know Kenma was streaming, no I’m not dating him… “ you feel your heart sink as you read the next comment; “what do you mean Kenma ran away after reading a book? Was he unhappy?”

The next moments felt like a blur, your heart was heavy and you felt tears well up in your eyes and somehow you missed the sound of someone breaking into your apartment and then your bedroom. Within a second you feel someone wrap their arms around you from behind, your body tenses up but immediately relaxes when you recognise the perpetrators scent; sweet yet salty, like caramel toffee.

“Kenma! W-what are you doing?”

“I like you too… I have for so long.”

Your eyes widen and it doesn't take too long for a smile to appear on your face, “I'm so glad to hear that.”

You feel him smile into your neck as his embrace tightens, “finish up your livestream so we can talk please.” 

“You don't need to tell me twice!”

It is eleven at night once again, but this time you’re not sitting alone in your gaming chair, instead you're sitting on Kenma’s lap - in his gaming chair as he slowly runs his hands through your hair and softly kisses your neck.

“So everyone’s pretty much freaking out over us huh?” you hum in response, “we’ve been officially together for what? Five hours?”

“Correct you are.”

You smile and hold up your phone while you continue to cuddle into him, “smile baby, I want the whole world to know that you're my player two.”

[Bonus - the love letter]

Dear Kenma,

This must be so strange - finding a journal in your chest. 

I have wanted to tell you this for quite a while and I guess I have never found the write words to say; or the right way to for that matter,

But I love you

I have loved you since our first year at Nekoma

It's been a while hasn’t it?

I'm sorry if this inconveniences you, makes you uncomfortable or makes you never want to see me again; 

Just let me continue for a little while longer because I need to get this off of my mind.

I love your smile - especially the rare one where you really smile, where your eyes crinkle and your cheeks begin to hurt 

I love your voice - it’s smooth and silky, like honey being spread across bread

I love your scent - it reminds me of salted caramel,  I can never get enough 

I love your mind - the way it works to make me laugh, make me calm and all else

I love your lips - not necessarily in a sexual way, but more so in the way you talk and speak, they move softly and slowly in a way only your lips could move in.

I love your body - how although you're hunched most of the time you still possess a fine elegance in the way you move. How at times it reminds me of a graceful swan floating down a lake. 

I love your hands - they are so pretty and dainty and soft, I want to hold them all day and all night

And most of all;

I love you

I love you in your entire

I could go ahead and pick the parts I love most and least but then you would no longer be you

I love you in your entire

Flaws and all

I know this may not be the most romantic, especially considering you’re reading this through Minecraft and I've never done this before but I had to let you know

Love 

Yn

Taglist: [open] @ladyrenart

note: sooo this is another style that i tried and i have mixed feelings about it :) also if you can’t tell,,, i’ve never written a love letter before :’)

[a-atlantics-blog]

True Crime, Chapter One

Leah Vine, conspiracy theorist, podcaster, comedian, along with her brother, Alex.

Spencer Reid, genius, FBI profiler, friend.

After their two world's happen to collide when Leah and her brother travel to a small town with a series of murders, Leah's interest for true crime spikes, and her photographic memory comes in handy.

Chole Bennet as Leah Vine

Aaron Taylor Johnson as Alex Vine

Matthew Gray Gubler as Spencer Reid

"Hello ladies and gents-" Leah started into the microphone, getting cut off by Alex.

"This is the moment you've waited for," Alex laughed.

"Every time!" Leah yelled, "I'm so sorry, that was literally ear rape. If you do not know who we are, I'm Leah Vine, here with my fraternal twin brother and co-host, Alex."

"Hi there!" Alex said, "so, Leah, what are we talking about today?"

"Today we are talking about the murders Port Gibson, which is a city in Claiborne County, Mississippi," Leah answered in weird voice, "this city has a total population of 1,600, which really isn't that many people, if you ask me."

"Leah has done so much research on this case, I really hope talking about this one makes you all happy," Alex laughed.

"Here's our usual disclaimer; Alex and I are comedians, we joke about everything, you've been warned," Leah said, "so on to this case. It all started in 1969—" Alex snorted, "shut up. Anyway, in 1969 this dude was going around and killing hippies. It started with a young woman named Ana, no last name given. This dude stabbed her several times in the stomach, shouting over and over 'perish for your sins'."

"Wait, wait, wait," Alex said, "so you're saying this Catholic activist, pretty much just like... Stabbed this poor girl while saying 'die bitch'?"

Leah laughed, "pretty much."

"So tell them why we're talking about this case, Leah," Alex said.

"There have been more murders of women who have a hippie aesthetic being murdered in Port Gibson," Leah informed, "and we are investigators, journalists, we have a vlog channel. Which means, we are going to Port Gibson to investigate these murders."

"Alright, so," Leah said, looking at the camera, "we have landed in Port Gibson and there has been another murder." She panned the camera to Alex, poking his cheek. He took off his sunglasses and gave a smoulder to the camera.

"Please edit that out," Alex laughed.

"Wait, we're here," Leah said, quickly jogging up to the yellow tape.

"Excuse me ma'am," an officer said, "we're gonna need you to step back." Leah nodded, stepping back a bit as Alex tried to negotiate.

"So Alex is trying to negotiate, and—" Leah was cut off by an attractive, young man.

"Excuse me," he said, Leah immediately turned to to him, raising her eyebrows, "I-I've seen you and your brother online before. I-if you like, you could maybe help out? You seem to have a knack for finding information."

"Uh, uh," Leah stuttered, "y-yeah! Sure, I'd love to!"

"I'm Spencer, by the way, Spencer Reid," the man said.

"I'm Leah, but if you've seen my brother and I online I'm sure you already know that," Leah laughed, tucking hair behind her ear.

"Let's go," Spencer nodded, grabbing her hand. Leah's cheeks turned red, and she kept her head down.

"Reid!" A darker man said, "who's the hottie?" Leah raised her eyebrows, looking down. The comment reminded her of an event in her home town that scarred her. Something she would rather not talk about.

"This is Leah Vine, she's a true crime investigator along with her brother, Alex," Spencer said, "Leah, this is Derek Morgan."

"Very nice to meet you," Leah smiled, before grabbing a pair of latex gloves and looking around, "was any shouting heard?"

"Yes, neighbors heard a man shouting 'perish for your sins', why?" Morgan asked.

"In 1969—" Leah was cut off by her brother.

"Ah, 69 the magic," Alex laughed. Leah rolled her eyes.

"Anyway, this dude started a killing spree in 1969, his first victim being a young woman named Ana," Leah continued, "he stabbed her several times in the stomach, while shouting 'perish for your sins'."

"In other words," Alex said, "a religious activist went around shouting 'die bitch!'. Fucked up, if you ask me."

"Does he make jokes out of everything?" Morgan asked, raising his eyebrows.

"They both do, actually," Spencer answered, "they have a podcast and they're well known stand up comedians in about fourteen states." Leah nodded in confirmation.

"Who's the older one?" Morgan asked.

"We're twins, does it matter?" Leah and Alex asked in unison.

"You can tell Leah is the older one because she's at least two inches shorter than Alex," Spencer said, before pointing to the platform boots she was wearing, "however, those boots add at least six inches on her, making her taller than Alex."

Leah raised her eyebrows, "I'm impressed."

"What the hell do you do for a living?" Alex asked.

"Anyway, the dude killing the hippies in 1969 would hide the knife in high up places," Leah said, "and there are exposed beams up there." A smirk found its way to her face. She walked over to a stepping stool, putting it slightly to the right of the beam. She jumped, grabbing on to the beam and pulling herself up. Spencer and everyone else in the room were surprised.

"She did gymnastics when we were kids," Alex smiled. Another smirked came over Leah's lips as she picked up a knife, her smirk soon being overcome by a smile.

"Got it," Leah said. She threw at a box, the blade landing perfectly in it. She swung her leg over the beam, trying to carefully get herself down, "I did not think this through." Her fingers started to slip, "shit, I'm slipping!"

Spencer quickly went over, "let go, I'm right here." Leah let go, her heart speeding up as she fell. However, she didn't hit the floor, instead, Spencer had caught her. Leah quickly got out of his grasp.

"Thanks," Leah smiled. Alex was laughing his ass off, damn near on his knees, "keep laughing, you'll be on your knees for a whole different reason." Alex immediately stopped laughing, which caused Morgan to laugh.

"And what's she gonna do? Slap you really hard?" Morgan asked. Leah walked over and smiled sweetly while she placed her hands on his shoulders. She brought her knee up, and kneed him in the dick.

"That," Leah said as Morgan groaned in pain. Spencer laughed.

"Well, now we know not to mess with her," Spencer said.

[taenamseok]

Small droplets ping against the metal bucket that sits in the middle of my living room, slowly filling it up. The landlord refuses to fix the leak in my roof, saying it'd be too expensive. I don't mind it though. Some may think my apartment isn't the greatest. The lack of insulation making it slightly difficult in the winter, but I'm not bothered. I keep many thick blankets in my house, so when it gets cold, I get to bundle up in them to stay warm. I also have a large window in my kitchen that faces the street. This is where I sit, watching the rain pour down outside, splashing on the pavement. Few people pass by, their colorful umbrellas adding beauty to the dull grey surroundings. I think of the water, how far it must've travelled just to fall onto my street. The rivers and oceans it must've flown through, the wonders it could've touched.

Life is beautiful

I carry my mother's frail body from the couch to her bed, empty bottles clinking as my foot bumps them. I've been doing this since I was fifteen. My father was gone before I was born, and my mother hadn't taken it well, drowning in alcohol. I've never once seen her sober. Through my childhood, I didn't even see her that much. She worked so many jobs to keep us alive, she was rarely home. Whenever she was home, she yelled at me or hit me whenever she looked at me, saying I looked too much like my father. I always hid in the closet with a flashlight, reading books that I got from the school library. My love of literature has only grown since. As I lay her down, she groans, rolling over to face me. "Namjoon..." she whispers. "You're such a disappointment." Those are her last words before she slips into a deep slumber. I kiss her on the cheek before I leave, stepping into the warm sunshine. Being able to walk out of there, no longer trapped in her clutches is the best feeling. I am free, able to do whatever I want.

Life is beautiful.

As I sit here, surrounded by my sobbing family members, I stare at the closed casket containing my grandfather. They lower it down into the ground, and my grandmother screams, sobbing into my uncle's chest. I've kept it together for so long, not letting go of my emotions. Her wails cause a single tear to roll down my cheek, her heartbreak causing my own pain. My grandfather was a great man. Out of all my family members, he was the only one that actually seemed like he cared about me. He would give me old books, read me to sleep whenever I went to their house because my mother got into trouble, he even taught me English to broden my horizons, being able to read more wonderful books. As the funeral ends, I walk through the graveyard, thinking back on fond memories. As I walk, I spot a small sapling protruding from the ground. I kneel down to examine it, and I smile. One life is taken, one is started. This sapling will grow into a strong tree, and I will come visit it, as a memorial for my grandfather.

Life is beautiful.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kim, I don't know how to say this." The doctor says, looking over his clipboard. I sit across from him, wondering what he's reading. "The tumor has grown to a size that would be impossible to operate on. I'm so sorry, you have maybe a year at most." He says. I let his words sink in. I thank him and shake his hand before exiting the hospital. I walk over the bridge with my hands in my pockets. A year at most. At twenty five, I'll be gone. It wasn't long, but it was good. I sit down on my favorite park bench, watching people pass by. I spot a young couple sat on a blanket, having a picnic together. They look so happy, laughing and smiling at each other. Love radiates off of them, and I smile, their happiness warming my heart. What a wonderful feeling that must be, being loved by someone, loving them.

Life is beautiful.

I sit in the small diner, chatter from it's regular occupants reverberating off the walls. I sip my coffee as the waitress cleans the bar around me. I've been coming here for years, the aesthetic relaxing me. As I look around, I see a new face. A young woman tucked into a corner booth, resting her head on her hand as she pokes at her food with a fork. She looks out the window, a small smile tugging at her lips as a dog on a leash passes by. She licks her chapped lips as she turns back to her food, yawning as she rubs her eyes.

She is beautiful.

I start to come to the diner more often, and she's there most of the time. Sometimes she eats, sometimes she just has a coffee and reads. It took three weeks to gather the courage to talk to her. I sit down at her booth, and her eyebrows raise. "Can I help you?" She asks. Today was a coffee and reading day, and I notice the title of her book. "Les Miserablés. That's a great read." I smile. "You've read it?" She asks, shifting in her seat. "I read it three times." I reply. "Isn't it amazing? The structure is phenomenal, and the description, the imagery, just, incredible." She rambles. She seems so happy. It's great to see a genuine smile on her typically somber face. We sit for hours talking about our favorite books. Her voice is so soft and sweet, I feel like I could listen to it every second of every day. Sooner than I expected, the waitress came to tell us it was closing time. We nod, standing up so she could clean the table. We stand outside, saying our goodbyes. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name." I say, not wanting her to leave. "It's Y/N." She smiles, tucking her hair behind her ear.

She is beautiful.

We start seeing each other more. Instead of just the diner, we see each other at our houses, go out together, we even had a picnic together. I've never been so happy in my life. She's told me her past, how her parents abused her and kicked her out of the house at only fifteen, how she had to drop out of school to work full time to support herself. Through all she hardships she's faced, she still came out strong with a positive outlook on life. Through the darkness, she always saw the light, and focused on that, no matter how dim it was. I admire her for that. She's like me. Even with all the negativity in the world, there is always something positive, and she understands that. She is brave and sweet and caring.

She is beautiful.

She loves me. It took a month, but I finally told her how I felt, and she feels the same way. "I love you, Kim Namjoon." She said that. I kissed her too. Her lips were so soft against mine, like a rose. I want to be with her forever. However, I don't have forever. I told her about my tumor. She cried, and I apologized for making her sad. I never want to see her sad. I held her in my arms as she cried into my chest. Seeing her so upset hurts, and I make her look at me as I wipe her tears. "Y/N, I'm so sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I don't want to hurt you. I never wanted that. I couldn't help myself that day. I shouldn't have wrapped you into all of this but I did. I'm so sorry." I tell her, a tear streaming down my cheek. She reaches up, holding my hands and placing a small kiss on my palm. "Namjoon, I want to stay with you until it's time. I will be with you until the end. I love you and I will never leave you." She says. I hug her tightly, shaking slightly as I cry silently.

Her words are beautiful.

These past months have been the best of my life. Every time I see her my heart warms up, my smile never fades. Knowing she still loves me makes the last year of my life worth while. I've learned everything about her, and the more I learned, the deeper I fell in love. After a few months she wanted me to move in with her, so I did. being able to hold her in my arms every night is the best feeling. She's treated me amazing, and I've given her the same treatment. I want to prove to her as much as I can how much I care about her. I can tell that everything is taking a toll on her. Even though she is drained, she still shows that she loves me. I don't want to leave her.

She is beautiful.

She brought me to the hospital. My head hurts so bad, I collapsed yesterday. I have a feeling today is the day. It's too soon. There's still so I wanted to do with her. I wanted to marry her, have a family with her, grow old together. She holds my hand as I lay in the hospital bed. She hasn't left since she brought me here. "Y/N, you need to eat something. Please, go to the cafeteria and get something." I beg her. "No. I'm not leaving your side. I promised you, until the very end." She insists. I smile sadly at her, and rub her hand softly. This woman has given me the best year of my life. I'm so lucky. "Tell me something beautiful." I request. She thinks for a moment, smiling when she gets an idea. "Do you remember the day we met? How windy it was out? The trees looked so beautiful swaying in the breeze, the leaves drifting through the air." She describes. "That picnic we had next to your grandfather's tree. The lilies we left there for him. I'm sorry, I must be doing a terrible job at this." She sniffles. "No, you're doing an amazing job. Please, keep going." I asks. She nods, and thinks again. "That night we were in the park, and it started to rain, and instead of running like everyone else, we splashed in puddles, danced, and sat and watched the droplets fall. The sound was so calming, and sitting on that park bench, the water soaking through our clothes, I didn't want to be anywhere else. I don't think I'll ever be able to look at rain again without thinking of that day." She starts to tear up again. "Y/N, I want you to know how much you changed my life. Everything got so much better when I met you. Maybe in another life I can try to make it up to you. I'm so sorry." All of the good times we had were coming to an end. I'm so thankful she came into my life

She made my life beautiful.

A/N: We take so many small things for granted in our lives, not realizing that any day could be our last. Please, take this as a lesson of sorts, and enjoy the minor things in life. Watch a sunset, play in the rain, have fun. Do what makes you happy, and enjoy the time you have.

[arsonistslut]

Chapter 21: Return of the Demon

When Jeff went to sleep that night..he couldn't believe who'd show up again.

"You, again..I haven't seen you ever since the murders.."

"You'll have to forgive me for leaving for so long, there was..an incident down in the hellish depths."

"I don't give two shits! Our deal is over! I killed a bunch of people, you saved my life!"

"Jeffrey..great hellfire, it's worse than I thought. That doctor's done a number on you-"

"He's helping me..he's trying to help me so I can live a normal life!"

"Since when have you wanted to lead a normal life? You promised this world boundless slaughter, and only 6 people have passed your hands."

"You came to me when I hated everyone around me, when I'd been set on fire, that isn't me anymore! Nobody else is gonna die because of me.."

"Someone already has died because of you, Jeffrey. A father of two, named Carlos."

"What..what does that have to do with me...?"

"Two..fans of yours were responsible. Eventually, they're breaking you out of this facility, so you'd best change your mind about not sticking with me, because if you don't..well, that Dr. Oborn character you love so dearly will die a horrfic death, and it'll be your fault."

Woods didn't know how to respond to this. What could he do..?

"I'll be waiting, Jeffrey."

Zalgo let out a hideous chuckle as Jeff soon woke up, covered in sweat, a patch of his scarred flesh still sizzling from a small pentagram branded into the side of his neck.

"Good morning, Jeffrey, how'd you sleep?"

"Doctor, you've gotta let me out of this place."

"Wh.."

Jeff's frantic tone, along with the statement he just made took the doctor by surprise.

"Jeffrey, I can't just let you leave in the middle of treatment. Besides, you've committed terrible crimes..you killed your entire family, for Christ's sake!"

"That doesn't matter anymore! He comes, doctor, and he's taking me with him. I'm not gonna be here tomorrow, whether you will be or not depends on whether or not I'm out of this place!"

"Your nightmares have gotten much worse, I can tell that much..we're all going to be okay, Jeffrey, let's just calm down and talk this all through."

"Can't you understand?! THERE'S NO FUCKING TIME FOR TALKING!"

Jeff pulled back the collar of his shirt to reveal the pentagram engraved in his neck.

"Zalgo did this to me, he spoke to me in my dreams again! You'll..he'll kill you if I don't leave.."

"...Jeffrey, I'm truly sorry to have to do this, but I believe solitary confinement is temporarily required for you. You're growing paranoid, and you need to calm down."

The look of disbelief and confusion on Jeff's face told the good doctor everything he needed to know. Woods then leaned forward, his long, messy black hair obscuring his face as he began to laugh, this laughter turning into a maniacal cackle as he was led out of his cell. The guards seemed more than happy to throw him into solitary confinement, his laughing crescendoing into growls of frustration as the soundproofing door closed on him.

Chapter 22: Out of the frying pan

Richard Oborn opened the door to his quaint, suburban home, his meeting with Jeffrey that day still weighing heavy on his mind. Hanging up his jacket and slipping into more comfortable clothing soon after. Sprinkling tobacco into his pipe, he turned on a tape recorder, as had been tradition ever since he started treating patients, and began to speak.

"This is entry..heh, god knows at this point. I've recorded so many of these, I've lost count. Earlier today, I went to see Jeff Woods first, as I believed that apart from scorn by the public, Jeff could possibly reintegrate back into society. However, his behavior today has called that notion into question. He insisted on being released early due to the possibility of this 'Zalgo' creature and was generally inconsolable, so I had him sent away to solitary confinement. I'll be the first to admit, that was a mistake on my end. I should've never isolated him..he's come to regard me as a father figure of sorts, and since my granddaughter's the only one who frequently calls anymore, I've regarded him as a son of mine. The look he gave me when I sent him away..I just want to go back to that hospital and apologize for isolating him. The Quakers used to isolate people as a form of repentance, and even they found it cruel."

Richard let out a sigh as he puffed at his cigarette.

"Splendid, Richard..splendid. I can only hope I haven't broken his trust. In other news, today was my final meeting with Toby Rodgers. Timothy Wright's agreed on being his roommate, and the two did meet each other in Catalina State Hospital, so I believe that things will greatly improve for him compared to his childhood. I will miss him, however. He's been a wonderful patient since the day I had the joy of meeting him, and I'm willing to admit that I've become greatly attached to Toby as well as Jeff. Heh, those can't be good qualities for a doctor, can they? I really have gotten soft in my old age."

The phone rang, so Oborn stopped his tape recorder and stood up, grunting as he stood to answer his phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Uncle Richard!"

"Nina! How are you doing, sweetheart?"

"I'm doing great, what about you?"

"I've been doing well, the days have been going a bit slowly for me, though."

"Hey..can I ask you for a favor?"

"Of course, what is it?"

"So..you're all in cahoots with Jeff The Killer, right?"

Richard never did like the nickname the public had given his patient. He felt it misrepresented who he was as a person, but he decided to go along with it, just this once.

"I am his doctor, but I'm not exactly in..cahoots with him."

"...Can I meet him?"

The doctor was..confused by this question. Meet Jeff Woods? In all his years of knowing his granddaughter, he never expected her to be interested in murderers. He let a smile come to his face as he talked.

"I find out something new about you every day, Nina."

"Hey, don't tell mom and dad I said this, but..I think he's kinda..o-ok, really cute."

"Cute? Maybe I'm just out of touch, but I've never understood that. I'm sure he'd be flattered to know that, if not a bit confused.'

"Hey, he's got the emo boy aesthetic to blame, alright?"

Nina giggled as she talked, her joy only elevating when she heard her father's response.

"Well, I suppose having a visitor wouldn't hurt..it may brighten his spirits."

"Yay! Thanks, granddad!"

"You're welcome, sweetheart! If you want me to buy you anything, just call me, alright? I know your birthday's coming up soon!"

"Alright, thank you! Bye!"

"Goodbye!"

Nina hung up and was returned to the phone app. She shut off her device and turned it back on, Jeff The Killer's prideful smirk greeting her as his mugshot was displayed as her home screen. She gave the still picture a small kiss as she got ready for bed.