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my3rzs · 1 year

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hii i love your work so muchh! i want to request a jealous xavier thorpe x fem reader where xavier gets all protective and jealous when someone flirts with reader and he’s really possessive and ahh

summary: xavier hasn’t been talking to you since wednesday addams arrived at nevermore, so you give him a taste of his own medicine

requests: open

notice: wednesday is not inlove with anyone, tyler is not the monster, and all the characters are 18+

pairing: xavier thorpe x reader

a/n: im so sorry i havent been posting, i was more focused on school and i had to get my final grades for 2nd quarter. but anyways reblogs would help, this is not proofread btw uhm

it’s been 2 weeks since wednesday addams has arrived at nevermore and xavier hasn’t been talking to you since the mysterious wednesday addams has arrived, it really started to bother you.

it was a saturday, you and xavier always did something on a saturday, watch movies in his dorm, go to the carnival, go to an arcade and stuff, so you decided to text him if he wants to hang out.

y/n: hey, do you wanna hang out today? we haven’t hung out in the past 2 saturdays.

xavs: sorry no, i have plans with wednesday already. maybe next time?

you felt like your heart shattered as you read his message, so you left him on read.

you decided to go to the weathervane to clear your head.

you walked in and saw tyler,

“tyler! hi!”

“hey y/n, what would you like?”

“oh, i’ll just have a matcha”

“okay! coming right up”

he brought you your matcha to your table as you both saw xavier and wednesday walk in.

your smile faded as you saw them both together.

“woah, something going on between you guys?” tyler asks as he noticed that your smile faded

“nope, just jealousy i guess” you sigh

tyler sat with you and you drank your matcha.

you could feel xavier’s eyes on you, knowing he was so jealous right now.

you decided to give him a taste of his own medicine and continue this.

the rave’n was tomorrow, so you decided to ask tyler.

“hey, do you maybe wanna go to the rave’n with me?” you smiled.

“as friends” you mouthed

he got the signal to go along with it “yes, sure y/n! i would love to!” he says

you couldn’t see xavier but you knew he was fuming with jealousy right now.

“okay, i’ll be heading out now. see you tomorrow at the rave’n!” you say and walk out, you could see xavier furious at your peripheral vision.

you and your friends decided to go dress shopping because of the rave’n.

you went into a store and saw a retro, butterfly, white, short-sleeved dress. this was the perfect dress for you.

the night of the rave’n

you put on your dress and started doing your hair into a braided bun, and enid did your makeup.

you heard a knock on your door and opened it, revealing tyler in a white suit.

“hey, ready to make xavier jealous?” he gave you a smirk

“damn right i am” you say

you two walked in and everyone was staring at you two.

xavier was with wednesday but he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you, and wednesday started to notice.

you and tyler went to get drinks, mostly vodka. you had 9 shots already and you were already drunk.

you and tyler went to the dance floor and started to dance to the music.

the music stopped and tyler went to get a drink from himself, you waited for him until you felt a hard grip pulling you outside.

“okay, y/n. can you tell me what’s going on? why’d you go with tyler?”

“and why’d you go with wednesday? stupid” you giggled and almost fell at his chest but he caught you

“are you drunk?” he furrowed his eyebrows

“no.. you are” you say

he took you to his dorm and laid you down on his bed

“okay, can you atleast tell me why you went with tyler?”

“i tried to make you jealous because you haven’t talked to me since wednesday has arrived”

“y/n, i was working on a case with her”

“well.. i didn’t know that”

“okay- i have liked you for about 2 years, or more, i want you to be mine only and i want to be yours only. i hate seeing you with other people and it drives me crazy” he rambled

“can i kiss you?” you ask

before he could answer you kissed him on the lips and he pulled you closer, the kiss felt so delicate, you have always wanted this and you finally got it.

you broke the kiss to catch breaths and smiled at him.

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im crying i finished this and it doesnt even fit the request and its like my other oneshot i think im gonna cry but i literally have no motivation to rewrite so enjoy 😭

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st4rgzer · 4 months

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For a Matt Sturniolo x female reader. You should do that she is included in their ice hockey video, but is a lot better at skating than them. But she/they ends up getting hurt and bleeds (whether it be from themselves or someone else accidentally hurting them) and when Matt sees the blood/sees them hurt he instantly becomes protective and caring. (It can be like descriptive blood if you’re okay with that) but I kinda want this to be sorta like fluffy but y/n gets hurt and then treated like a princess by Matt. If that makes sense? I love your stories btw!! I hope those one makes sense!! 🙏🩷😊

COLD CRASH matt sturniolo

summary: anon request!

genre: fluff

cw!: blood, tripping, mentions of concussion

a/n: thank you for the request! very cute idea, hope i did it justice<3 and thank you for your support! ily

“c’mon catch up with me!” my voice echoed through the chamber of the ice rink. The triplets had begged for me to come along with them. Since skating had been a passion of mine for about 5 years, and I wanted to one up them in something, I agreed.

“that’s not fair! you’re like, doing some weird tricks!” Chris complained as the brothers tried to maneuver themselves so that they could steal the puck from me. I laughed as Matt smiled at me, proud for making Chris so frustrated.

I swiftly turned and skated across the field, paying no mind to the speed I was just so casually skating in a rink half the size of usual tournaments. I looked back for a moment to catch a glimpse of their lost expressions, when my skate got stuck in a dent on the ice, causing me to avalanche forwards and hit the solid ice with a thump.

My ears were ringing as I held my head in pain, the reverberation of Matts echoing voice getting closer, over the yells of what seemed to be Nick and Chris, and the abrupt clatter of hockey sticks. My vision was fuzzy and I could feel something warm contrasting the feeling of my ice cold hand up against my head. Matts arms wrapped around my waist to hold me up, consoling me with whispers of “you’re ok, i’ve got you” In my ear, helping me get out of the rink.

“Nick get some bandages please, quick!” I faintly heard him say, observing through half lidded eyes, barely conscious. He held my hand reassuringly as he gently patted the gauze over my wound, from what I could tell, he was definitely on the verge of yelling at someone, everytime I got hurt, he’d blame himself for it, saying that he could’ve done something to prevent it, I could already anticipate what would come.

After some minutes, which felt like seconds for me, a plaster and gauze was placed on my head, and the stinging sensation had somewhat calmed down.

My head was placed on Matts lap as he ran his fingers through my hair, careful enough as to not graze the sensitive injury.

“Lets go home now, let her get some proper rest and then we’ll see” Nick voiced, grabbing the bags of equipment alongside Chris.

“Well what if she has a concussion or something? Isn’t it bad to let the person sleep? I swear I read that in a book somewhere (lies)” Matt complained, evidently frustrated, I reached for his hand and held it softly, giving him some sense of peace.

“It’s okay, I don’t feel like I have a concussion, I can count see? One, two, three, four…and besides, I would probably be vomiting by now” I said with a slight smile, looking up at his unsure expression, his eyes softening in the process.

“Fine. But i’m ordering a cab. Im not driving if that means I haven’t got an eye on her.” He said firmly before helping me up, I insisted I could walk on my own perfectly fine but he still had an arm on my waist propping me up. While Nick and Chris followed his instructions and ordered a cab. We all went outside and waited at reception, where the heating was.

“Matt you know I hurt my head, not my leg, right?” I said teasingly, grinning up at him. He rolled his eyes in response, the corners of his lips slightly turning upward.

As the cab arrived, we put the bags in the trunk, Matt, Nick, and I sat in the backseat. I rested my head on his shoulder as his arm came around mine, playing with my hair slightly.

Safe to say for the next few weeks some princess treatment is ensured.

taglist: @dwntwn-strnlo @iha8you @lovelysturniolo @gabbylovesreading @stvrni0lo @ssturniolo @sturniololoverr @sturniolol @ifilwtmfc

#sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo fanfiction #matt sturniolo image #matt sturniolo fluff #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo

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rinstaro · 2 years

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what i want

prompt: your pretty boyfriend comes home and you ravage him.

a/n: yes. this is all i could churn out. first half of the semester is whooping my ass. it is 4am. i really crave domestic intimacy btw. im seriously pining for my bf really bad

cw: none really, ur riding him. u cry a little. as always reader has no pronouns mentioned

minors do not interact.

you pounced on him as soon as he’d gotten in the door. with a quiet sigh of babe, you wrapped your arms around your lover, breathing in his scent. you were just as naked as you were in the pretty pictures you sent him earlier. he let out a laugh at your eagerness. “you missed me?”

you whined, clearly frustrated. “yes, i missed you! come here, please.” you pawed at his shirt, trying to pull him even closer. he wrapped his arms around you, smiling into your neck.

“i missed you too, baby,” he smiled. his hands quickly fell to your ass. he grabbed the flesh, causing you to jump and wrap your legs around his waist. you hummed, bringing him into a hug once more. “you gonna gimme what i want?”

“of course, sweetheart. ‘want it as much as you do.”

you smiled, cupping his face into your hands and bringing him into a heated kiss.

all he could hear was the slapping of your thighs against his and your sweet whines and whimpers. his breath was ragged and his vision was blurry, but you were unrelenting.

“fuck— mmngh! want more–“

more? he was giving you all he’s got. he’s been so needy for you all day, but he didn’t expect you to take the lead like this. his dick was so sensitive from you riding him non stop. you’d usually complain for him to get on top, to fuck your brains out so he could see your pretty eyes roll back. but the burning in your thighs was nothing compared to the searing heat in your stomach.

“gonna cum! cum with me please!” you begged. he was surprised he hadn’t cum early. you were such a sight to behold with your chest sweaty, right in front of his face, your beautiful moans and groans, and your gorgeous face spilling tears for him.

“u-uh huh, ‘m right behind you— fuck, keep going!”

he used the last surge of energy he had to begin thrusting up into you as your slammed your hips onto him. you squealed, clenching him so tightly he came immediately, wrapping his arms around you. you followed soon after, creaming on his dick as you threw your head back.

neither of you moved for a while. neither of you could move. the two of you sat connected, basking in each other’s warmth.

you would have almost fallen asleep if it wasn’t for your boyfriend finally speaking up.

“you know, it’ll be my turn to use you like that next time.”

mammon, asmo, belphie, thoma, kazuha, kenma, suna, kageyama

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twisted-wonderland-but-gayer · 6 months

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My fave trope idea for twst fics is that the world operates on disney logic and that yuu is just fully baffled by it

Like a villain is 1000% easily identifiable as a villain at first glance or clearly evil and everybodys like "he seems nice :)" and yuu is just ????????? (CoUGH the event on jp right now)

So for rollo to CAUSE problems for yuu to save yuu from, im expanding on that with the idea that yuu is absolutely 100% fucking aware of what rollo is doing. Like its obvious to them. But yuu is so used to having little care shown to them, that they let him and play along. Playing eachother sounds perfect for them.

Tbh I think about this a lot.

I keep imaging a Yuu with more prophetic dreams in TWST and shit and how funny it would be. Did you see how creeped Azul got when Rollo knew his exact glasses prescription?

Just imagine Yuu that has dreamed about NRC before and had visions about what people say. Imagine if you see Leona talk to his dumbass army like "they'll never see it coming." And then Yuu the next day is like "you know how it is, I never see anything coming" OR Leona gets defeated and Yuu is like "I did see it coming btw"

Just hinting that you seem to know more. "Okay three overblots in a row, next one is happening this break, not saying who it is tho" "pfft yeah right" and it happens.

"How did you know to rip Azuls contracts???"

"It was revealed to me in a dream"

Imagine hinting to Idia that you know he's related to STYX and he's sweating more bullets than the time you said you knew who is husbando is.

Or with this recent event you loudly say "oh what a cool guy, I sure hope he isn't evil and turns us into puppets or anything!!" And everyone's like "lol what" and then it happens and they're wondering how you knew. (You did not need visions for this event.)

#not writing #skintights0cks #not requests

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tessiex17 · 4 months

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MY CHILDREN I HAVE PROVIDED YOU WITH ANOTHER RAYMAN FIC

You will be happy to hear that this is a 2 parter (second part is in development) since this is infact already 2,147 words WHICH IS KINDA LONG FOR ONE CHAPTER

This does have a fem reader BTW!!!

Short description: set when rayman is attending collage in America before he became famous and he gets invited to a party where he meets y/n

(Also if there are any mistakes/errors in my spelling PLZ let me know as written helps me improve with my dyslexia so any feedback will be amazing 😋)

Tw: alot of swearing, smoking and alcohol, abusive behaviour

"What am I doing?"

Rayman muttered to himself regretfully as he walked down the cold grid iron streets to the address the party was supposedly located. Rayman has always been a social creature, he loved the idea of meeting new people and going on adventures with them but that mindset had been slowly chipped away during his time in America. Specifically American school. He struggled to make social connections in his classes and was quickly deemed an outcast by his peers which was heart breaking for Rayman because he know it was only because he was alien, the people that liked to make fun of him made that fact pretty clear. It was something he couldn't change and even though he didn't choose to look the way he does or be where he's from he still got hate for it and he never really understood why.

Which is why he was shocked when he was invited to a house party by one of his class mates. He just knew he couldnt miss this opportunity to finally mend his social status and make a friend! Which leads him here. Walking towards the door of a house he's never been at before. He let's out a Sigh before raising his fist and firmly knocking the door. He knew he was at the right place, the sound of music and enthusiastic people could be heard quite clearly through the door (it made him almost feel bad for the neighbours).

Before rayman had the chance to knock once more the door swung open revealing the very drunk but very happy class mate that invited Rayman in the first place

"BROOO! You made it! I thought you where gonna be a no show"

The class mate ushered rayman in shutting the door behind him.

"Hehe what can I say, im a man of my word"

Rayman chuckled slightly nervous but intertained by how friendly his class mate was being. He finally takes a look around the house to see that this party was a lot bigger than he thought. There was at least 10 people in each room. Some where in groups chatting away to eachother, some where playing drinking games and others where dancing. A small smile started to grow on raymans face. Everyone seemed to be having fun so it shouldn't be so hard for him to join in right?

"If you wanting a drink feel free to grab whatever you want in the kitchen!"

The drunk class mate spoke a lil more slurred but still sounding enthusiastic. Rayman just gave him a smile and a small thanks before watching him stumble back to a group of people he must have been previously chatting with. 'Now what?' Rayman asked himself as he looked around anxiety curling in his gut like a snake. Does he just go up and chat to someone? He decides before doing anything he should take his coat off which he then hung up on the pegs by the door. He walks further into the house seeing people having fun. ' they make it look so easy' he thought to himself sullenly but a small creature in the corner of his vision distracts him from his thoughts.

"A cat!"

Rayman says aloud to himself before following the cute Calico cat into the kitchen. He doest pay much mind to the people as they seem to be talking amongst themselves. He crouches down In front of the cat petting it gently

"Arnt you just a sweetheart~"

He cous while scratching behind the cats ear. He spots a purple collar and a little silver name tag around the cats neck reaching for it to find out what the cats called. He flips the little silver tag and reads it

"Well hello kaya, aret you a cutie~"

Kaya looks at him Acknowledging he is speaking to her. She let's out a high pitch soft meow that makes rayman chuckle. He always loved animals.

"Of course your making friends with the animals considering you practically are one"

A voice filled with poison and Sadistic Humor spoke from behind him. He looked away from the cat and up to the owner of the voice. It was a guy in a very generic outfit and a blue hat.

"Excuse me?"

He spoke confuse hoping maybe the guy was meaning it as some sort of distasteful joke? Oh lord how he hoped.

"Who the fuck invited this thing to the party!"

Blue hat guy shouted loudly while pointing at rayman looking around the room as he did so. A few people began to giggle and rayman could feel all hope for having a fun night disappear.

"I'm not a 'thing' dipshit!"

Rayman retorted embarrassment making his face feel hot.

"Well what are you then huh?"

He leaned in close to raymans face. There was a short moment of silence before he continued

"Because all I can see is some sort of alien freak!"

The smell of alcohol was reaking from his breath. Rayman didn't like how close he was. How angry he was getting the more he talked. He opened his mouth to speak.

"I-"

"What the fuck is your problem!"

An angry feminine voice spoke causing both rayman and the drunk guy to turn and face her. She stormed towards the both of them before pushing the drunk guy away from rayman.

"You asshole!, what gives you the right to speak to anyone like that!"

Oh lord was this girl mad. Rayman looked up at her in disbelief as she shouted at the guy who was previously insulting him. Was she defending him? She stood tall in front of rayman making sure she was blocking him out of the drunk guys line of site.

"Hes a fucking freak just look at him!"

The drunk guy slurred his words trying to justify his point but the scowl on the girls face just grew deeper.

"Your fucking disgusting"

She spoke lowly to him

"Thinking you have the right to speak to somone like that, do you think your better than him because he's not from here or something?"

She asked with genuine confusion In her voice

"Is that why? Do you feel more entitled than him because he looks different from you?, because if that's the case then that sound pretty fucking racist if you ask me"

She quirks her brow as if asking a question. He stays silent but his anger is clear on his face

"Men like you disgust me"

She spoke her words laced with anger before she turned around and faced rayman. She jerked her head to the side indicating towards the door

"Let's go"

She said kindly to Rayman who looked up at her like she was some sort of godess that saved him. He nodded quickly before grabbing his jacket and following her outside.

"Well that was a shit show"

He muttered to himself while following after her. She made her way to the sidewalk before taking a seat on the edge of it. She looked over to rayman and patted the place next to her offering him to sit down which he does. The air is chillie enough to see your breath as a moment of silence fell apon them. She pulled a packet of cigarettes out her pocket before offering one to him which he decides to take.

"Thank you..."

Rayman spoke timidly.

"Not just for the cigarette obviously but for everything that went on in there"

That got a little giggle out of her. She brought the cigarette up to her lips taking a long inhale of it.

"It's okay, that guys was being a prick"

She faced rayman with a slightly sullen expression.

" I'm y/n, I don't think I got your name?"

"It's rayman... thank you y/n"

She chuckled again a small smile growing on her face.

"You've already thanked me"

She spoke sweetly

"besides I couldn't just stand and watch. That guy was being cruel for literally no reason"

"People stand and watch all the time"

Rayman spoke sadly but honestly his eyes avoiding hers

"Your the first person who hasn't..."

He looked back up at her to see her intently watching him. There was something behind her eyes he couldn't quite place. Anger?, sadness?, he wasn't sure but he just knew that the feelings weren't directed at him.

"Don't say that man, your gonna make me cry"

She joked half heartdly the sound of her voice wavering was clear.

"Oh nonono!, im so sorry!"

Rayman spoke in a panic

"I wasn't trying to upset you-"

"No no, don't worry!"

She placed a finger over his lips in order to get him to stop talking. He's silent. Pleading eyes staring up to gentle one's as she moves her hand away from his mouth.

"It just makes me upset that nobody was willing to help you before. Don't feel like you need to sensor yourself for my benefit"

She spoke softly to him. Rayman was starting to feel like he didn't have to be so much on edge now that it was just them two alone which was new for him. Usually he had to be more alert if hes gonna be by himself with somone. Even thought he didn't know y/n that much he still felt safer alone with her than back in the house. She took a deep drag from her cigarette and so did he.

They sat there together for a while. Talking and laughing between cigarettes and alcohol. Y/n decided to share a good few bottles of her own alcohol with rayman. It wasn't the nicest of drink but it was good enough and strong too. It didn't take long for the both of them to be intoxicated. They where sitting closer together now the alcohol making them loose the concept of personal space as they chatted.

"Hey this place blows, why don't we go back to my place?"

Y/n suggested as she took another swig out her bottle

"We have been sitting outside getting drunk ourselves, would be warmer at yours too"

Rayman spoke semi to himself as he pondered on the idea

"Kmonnnn~"

Y/n whined as she grabbed one of raymans shoulders and shook him playful chanting "My house! My house!" Over and over while laughing

"Okay okay!"

Rayman laughed placing his hand ontop of the one y/n placed on his shoulder in hopes it would get her to stop shacking him

"It is better than staying outside the party we kinda just walked out on"

He chuckled as he stood up reaching a hand out for y/n to help her up. She takes it as rayman pulls her up onto her feet. Y/n thanks him before giving herself a big stretch followed by a pleased groan

"Ahh~ Alright!, let's go!"

She glanced over the floor making sure she didn't leave anything behind before looking at rayman a smile spreading across her face.

"We're actually not that far from my house probably like a 10-15 minute walk roughly"

She tilts her head a little to see if raymans okay with that. He gives her a smile and a goofy thumbs up.

"All good, lead the way!"

He smiled enthusiastically. Y/n just laughs before turning around and walking down the street. She checks over her shoulder to see if rayman is following and motions with her hand for him to catch up. Rayman jogs up next to her before sticking to a walking pace. He doesn't know if it's the alcohol or not but he's having more fun tonight than he has in a while but whatever it is he doesn't want this good feeling to go away. Then suddenly y/n gasps

"Oh my god! I just released somthing"

Y/n spoke in a shocked voice

"What is it?"

Rayman look up to her worried as they walked.

"I can order McDonald's!"

Rayman playful hits her shoulder while chuckling

"You bitch, I though you where gonna say something serious"

"I am serious!"

They both laughed as they walked

"Somthing to eat does sound good though"

Rayman agreed and nodded with this idea they began cooking up

"I just want food"

Y/n whined as she walked down the street and before they knew it they where at her house.

"Home~ glorious home~"

Y/n sung aloud to herself while approaching the door making rayman chuckled in amusement. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her key sticking it into the door and opening it. She stood to the side of the door before doing a little bow while gesturing rayman to enter

"Ladies first?"

She teased as rayman walked by rolling his eyes but the smirk on his face was hard to hide. She chuckled at his lack of a reaction before closing the door behind them

End of chapter 1

So what did u guys thinkkkkk 😋😋

I gave the reader and rayman a silly lil dynamic bc I love bammy interactions I think it's so funny so I made them bams

If you have any feedback LMK and i wanna hear ur opinions of if it should stay platonic between rayman and the reader or should I make it more romantic 🤭

THANK U FOR READING IF U MADE IT THIS FAR XOXO

#rayman #captain laserhawk #clhabdr #rayman fandom #rayman fanfic #clh au #clh rayman #fan fiction #rayman x reader #x reader

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prettyboykatsuki · 7 months

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if u don't mind... could you tell us more about the isagi arranged marriage brainrot

LOOK. I HAVE A VISION ABOUT IT U HAVE TO HEAR ME OUT

im thinking about isagi who is coming out of a long term relationship. a failed one where things go really bad rlly fast towards the end and he's still in his sopping wet era. when his parents are like hey. do u rmb that kid who u used to be friends with and then moved away and u were sad? well theyre back in japan and they want to see u. and btw shes single. and you're both like mid/late 20's and isagi isn't looking for anything

BUT hes so torn up about his break up and when your parents bring it up to the both of you hes like. you know what. fine. okay. it cant get any worse.

you're also in a similar boat!!!! youre jaded about a long term unrequited crush so you agree to get married. and you start living together and the both of you come to a mutual agreement to just give each other support as partners. you've basically given up on love completely and isagi is the same which is why it works.

BUT IT WORKS TOO WELL!!!!!!!!

isagi is transparent with the fact that he can't give u himself right away. but you want to get along w him so you're very kind to each other.

and slowly but surely isagi starts to really fall in love with you. and he realizes that its the first time he's ever felt so strongly about a person just because of their characters. he falls in love w how supportive and calm and loving you are and its a HUGEEE source of stress bc he hadnt planned on it. and it ends up being this whole ordeal where he is so in love w u and he doesn't know if he can even tell you !!!!!!!!! HE KNOWS U FEEL SOME WAY ABT LOVE

AND HYPOCRITICALLY HES SO JEALOUS OF THE GUY YOU USED TO BE INTO SO HE'S JUST ALL IN PIECES!!!!!!

its so distinct in my mind anon its driving me insane.... this like mutual agreement of two broken hearted people...SECOND CHANCE LOVE AND PINING ISAGI...... LIKE AAAAAAAA

#return to sender

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craacked-splatters · 3 months

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"I know"

"Do u want to see what I added today?"

"Sure buddy"

(insane rambling below!)

Scrapbooks! Scrapbooks! Hell yeah!!

Hello to the 5 ppl seeing this👋 Ima be real Im running on 7 hours of sleep after 5day grind brain mushy rn and I scribbled everything maniacally by memory at 3am after having one of those revelation moments so I have no idea what I'm missing lmao. This is actually the first time drawing them like this 2. Really proud of it

and B4 u ask anything hear me out.

So like tmnt2012 mutant apocalypse am I right?

Yeah it's flawed and pacings off and stuff BUT! The implications it left behind are haunting and it has been stuck in my brain for years. One of the things that stuck with me was the fact that Raph and Don had stuff like April's tessen, Mikey's stuffed bear head, The Creeps containment jar, and Casey's skull(horrifying btw) with them and that it's like :((

I fully believe it was Donnie who collected and carried them everywhere in their car. Not only for Raph(to help with this memory)but also for himself.

Why? Well maybe I'm reading 2 much into it and it's also partly a HC of mine but also bc canonically Donnie has a bit of a hoarding habit collecting trinkets and pictures and stuff. He likes to keep things around that hold a lot of significant value to him.

We see this in The Creeping Doom during the intro

AND I swear he's got a literal wall of family photos in his lab somewhere I can't for the life of me find it but I know he did! He even took some to the farmhouse with him when they escaped during the invasion.

They're memories yk? Reminders..

Ok im having difficulty expressing this shit rn words r failing so like give me ur brain 4 a sec.

Imagine ur donbot.

You're stuck in a cold metal limbo for the rest of ur last remaining family members life. Everything and everyone you knew and cared about is dead and gone. Over thousands of species and ecosystems that made ur world unique wiped out. No more animals no more wild things no more blue clear skys. Death can't come for you. Not in a way that matters anymore.

And no matter where u go you are haunted by shadows of what once was. There are so many echoes and ghosts and cultures and stories and lives that were buried & left to rot by the gaping maws of fear & the desperate need to survive. No one cares for the past and the only other person around you can't remember it. Time will claim its domain again and there will be nothing left except empty metal husks to show sentience even existed in the first place.

Like holy shit he was just a kid bro and he never got the chance to even reach full adulthood!!! I can't possibly imagine the grief and guilt he must've carried with him all those years. He lost EVERYTHING

His family. His home. His world.

Did Donnie even get the chance to mourn??? Do u think his new body allowed it? Do u think he even ALLOWED himself to mourn? He had a hurt amnesiac brother who still needed to eat, who could still starve and bleed and die if they weren't careful enough.

So between his habits and the ✨Angst✨ and human pollution, him hoarding random ass things Wall-E style and making these shitty little scrapbooks or keepsakes didn't seem so far fetched to me. I also highly doubt there was enough time or resources to build shrines or graves in the middle of apocalypse. But yk honoring/preserving the memories of the things and ppl we love is natural for us so like SORRY if its a bit cringe of me wanting him to have SOMETHING to comfort him during the really bad days.

Even if its more bitter than sweet

Bonus doodads cuz I was indecisive:

The 1st was purple tinted cuz of donbot vision get it hehehe

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scribble-brain-aced · 6 months

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random headcanons about legally blind Killer

okay so. i really don’t see how it’s possible for him to have good vision. i mean. he’s constantly crying black tears. think of when you cry NORMALLY- your vision gets all blurry, you can barely see. now imagine if those tears were magic pitch and oh yeah ALSO MADE OF LIQUID DETERMINATION. (in my au, corrupted magic, so-)

so imagine that. but CONSTANTLY. no way killer doesn’t have SOME issues.

but, Killer being Killer, probably doesn’t tell the gang. he’s a stubborn little shit, as he probably either decided to do nothing, or find the easiest, most discreet solutions possible.

so my headcanons about this headcanon:

-He uses stickers. Bright, neon stickers to help him find stuff. sticks em on EVERYTHING he owns.

-he is surprisingly organized. i mean… for Killer, anyway. at the very least, he puts stuff back where he found it, every item has its place where it’s supposed to be.

-as for his vision itself… i tried imagining what he might see, and came up with this: probably tinted blackish, definitely blurry, a little warped… i read a book on Stargard’s Disease, and they described a spot in the center of their vision, and i thought it made sense for Killer. probably has better peripheral vision. in my guess, if you wanna use medical-ish(?) terms, i’d say about 6/200. so. pretty bad.

-he probably downplays it a LOT. doesn’t wanna be seen as weak, or useful— he doesn’t see himself that way, he’s just scared that other people might— so if he ever HAS to explain, he’ll say something about how ‘ah, it’s just kinda blurry and dark, not too bad!’

-as for how he fights: killer’s pretty talkative guy. he probably talks to his enemies a lot so he can pinpoint them by voice direction, or baiting them into close-combat so he can see them better.

-he probably fell down the stairs more times than he cares to admit. he blames nightmare, because the castle’s too dim for him.

-literally had to be sat down by Nightmare and practically ORDERED to ask for help when he needed it.

-the only question Dust had was ‘can we make blind jokes’ and killer absentmindedly agreed, before waking up the next day to find his phone flooded with Stevie Wonder and Toph Beifong clips from Dust.

btw i’m writing a fic about this and i have writer’s block at the moment but I WANNA ASK IF ANYONE’S LEGALLY OR COMPLETELY BLIND I TRIED MY BEST BUT I REALLY WANNA KNOW IF IM DOING IT RIGHT SO ANY ADVICE WOUKD BE APPRECIATED THANKS

#killer sans #undertale multiverse #sans au headcanons #utmv headcanons #legally blind killer sans

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genebeanz · 4 months

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THE SCIENCE WOMEN TRIO, Re: Feelings and Betrayal

Alright I'll bite. Here's my headcanons on the development of the relationships between Solaris, Fabricator, and Prism. I've been thinking of how they interacted with one another, with more focus to what happens Post-IEYTD 2 up to Post-IEYTD 3 (because that's when they have the most chances for interaction). A.K.A: I am not normal about these three. They are constantly revolving around my head.

Small spoilers for these games ahead!

SOLARIS & FABRICATOR

The duo with the most history, they've been working together for a While

Solaris is probably the only coworker Fabby openly respects/enjoys the company of. They have a lot of things to bond over

(Though Fabby's known to rag on Solaris a bit. "She's inelegant" type stuff. I think Solaris doesn't really mind it because Fabs still calls her darling and talks with her fondly and all that gay shit)

btw im not sure if they'd fully acknowledge the nature of their relationship. The idea of them being girlfriends at some point / them in perpetual pining are both fitting to me

Which is a bit surprising because of their differences, ESPECIALLY with regards to their loyalty to Zor

They do butt heads often when it comes to their projects, but a lot of the time they could see where the other one is coming from and in the end they find a way to compromise their visions

But I think their loyalty to the cause is a huge sore point between them

Solaris has always felt detached, while she's intimidated by Zor she has her own stuff to do. Though she's starting to think if she should really stick around in the first place (seeing as how quickly they disposed of Juniper after he turned his back at them)

And she's worried about Fabby and her undying loyalty. Yes she was basically Zor's right hand man, but when it comes to betrayal how can you really be sure...?

She may have tried to talk to her out of it, but Fabby has proven time and time again that she's not open to discussion

On the other hand Fabby has been trying to get Solaris to change her mind and GOD why doesn't she just want to be truly loyal to Zoraxis?! The only reason Solaris is scared, Fabby thinks, is that she's already at odds with Zor, if she kept that up they'll obviously betray her

IN MY Head this comes to a tipping point where Fabby told Solaris about their new scientist, Dr. Prism, and Fabby was already openly talking about Zor's plan to betray her. and Solaris is like oh no.

So she leaves. and then denounces zoraxis on the way out.

Fabby doesn't admit it (She'd never admit anything) but it felt like it was a personal betrayal, as much as it was a betrayal to Zoraxis

They were supposed to take on the world together...how could she leave so quickly?

and she thought ok. good fucking riddance. Zor tells her to think that. so she does

FABRICATOR & PRISM

Fabricator doesn't like Prism. She doesn't like how she's just in Zoraxis for the kinesium...if she used her skills for the true goals of Zoraxis she would've been much nicer to her

She doesn't want to bond. What is the Point. The one other person she trusted betrayed her. Besides they were going to betray Prism anyways. Nip em in the bud before they live long enough to pull a fast one on Them

Unfortunately, Prism reminds her so much of...the sun. She's smart, resourceful, ambitious, and her thirst for vengeance is admirable. She admits Prism's research is extensive and well-made

In time she eventually grows to respect her, even if begrudgingly. She's kind of mad at her for making her think this way about her like HOW FUCKING DARE

On the other hand. Prism. Dear sweet Prism. She's absolutely intimidated by Fabby and she tries to avoid being alone in her presence for too long. It's a bit hard because they're the ones that spend the most time together

Fabby hovers over her to an uncomfortable degree and she digs at her a lot. Prism has always had the idea that she's not someone to piss off so she tries to not. do that

She knows Fabs is a brilliant scientist but she had trouble with talking to her at first. She would be open about Fabby's opinions if she didn't lace her words with poison all the time

There's respect. and Fear. If there was a chance for them to really, truly bond...Prism doesn't know. Fabby doesn't make herself open to friendship and whatever so Prism doesn't try. I mean whY would she. For all she knows Fabby hates her guts

I'd think there was no time for her to change her opinion/get closer to Fabby because at that point she has been betrayed by Zor

And now she survived and she ran away

Fabby doesn't know what to think of it. To be honest. Maybe she's relieved that somehow she survived, despite everything. Why she'd feel that way...she has no time to dwell on that.

PRISM & SOLARIS

I think they'd (accidentally) meet post-IEYTD 3. Far far away from Zoraxis and the Agency

At the get-go I think they'd get along very, very well. Engineering women who's had awful, awful experiences in this one corporation they used to work for? That's neat, actually

They somewhat know of each other. Solaris left just before Prism got on the team, and Prism has heard stories of an ex-commander who piloted THE Death Engine

I think Prism would have also read the paper where Solaris denounced Zoraxis while Prism was working for them. She'd probably say she was blinded by vengeance for the Agency to get second thoughts.

Solaris feels bad for Prism, I think. There was a (small) length of time where she could have talked Prism out of what she's about to do. But she chose not to

Prism doesn't blame her, of course - they weren't close, and it was a hard time for Solaris. (Besides, she couldn't have undergone that character development if she was being reasonable, god forbid)

It's good for them to have someone to air out their Zoraxis experiences. It's nice to know you're not alone

At the back of her mind, Prism knows that Solaris and Fabby were . close. But that's not something people bring up out of the blue, damn

(Though knowing that Solaris left when she did made Prism think if this was related to how Fabby acted around her. Much to think about.)

Without the pretense of working for something I think they'd enjoy just hanging out, you know? Bonding about building contraptions and machinery for fun. For the first time in a while they feel relaxed about their craft

They'd find appreciation from one another. No more backhanded comments, looks of disappointment, fear of mistakes, total ignorance. If one of them screws up I think they'd just laugh it off and try to fix it together

They'd also share their interests, like Solaris talking about space and Prism talking about robits (and cocktail mixing) and such

Maybe Prism asks to crash at her place for an undisclosed amount of time and Solaris doesn't mind. In fact she likes her company. After moving to the countryside she hasn't really.. talked to anyone in a while.

These could be read as platonic/romantic sense btw I'm like. wow. give these women a break

And there you go! Science women polycule moment I guess!!! I actually haven't written something like this before, but it was really fun to just ramble what I want. Not sorry for the wall of text <3 Beaming you my headcanons you have NO choice

#i expect you to die #ieytd #the fabricator #roxana prism #commander solaris #gene rambles #MAN. MAN #a bunch of these are actually my notes #for a fanfic idea i had (mostly the roxalaris ones)#and most of the fabs stuff #came from the fab sketchpage i made #aka domino effects.. oohg.. ooogh #the polycule Could work. is all im saying #if fabricator gets her shit together. girlie youre doomed by the narrative. girl

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Hellloooo fellow kj lover. If you would like to yap I would love to hear your favorite kj ships?

HELLOOOOO i am SO sorry i didn't see this when you sent it because trust and believe i would've dropped everything to respond... but here we are NOW and isn't that lovely...

anyway i do love a little kj op... why mess with a classic! i think it is so great when a pissy little bitch has a guy (especially a boring guy that makes everyone else go seriously? him?) who makes them go all 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 and lets them do stuff that they'd rip anyone else's head off for and i love kj's ardent love of someone bigger than him <3 i also am soooo deeply obsessed w the kj patrik laine possibilities... he fucked that rookie.... i'm an adam fantilli . hater is not the right word. i just simply find his vibe a little off. but i do think it's soooo funny that he's obsessed with kj and if she wanted to give him the time of day well i would allow it because i support women. also love whatever is happening with kj and mason mctavish (and also cbedard but that always makes me PERSONALLY feel kind of weird because he's like a sad little baby kitten to me) i personally have never been able to get into whatever mm has got going on but i DO like to dabble a little... there are some real geniuses out there doing beautiful thoughts about this...

also this is literally just for me and my own enjoyment but i do have a vision of bordy and kj together where they're like... mildly toxic (in the sense that they're in college and bordy is really good at pissing kj off and kj can't stop herself from engaging and letting bordy know exactly how annoyed she is) reluctant best friends where bordy is always trying to give kj makeovers because she's like 'you're sooo pretty and maybe if you started acting like it you'd be able to do something other than make heart eyes at owen. which we can all see btw.' and kj is very -_- about it but she still lets it happen and they do make out sloppy style sometimes... there's a whole plot there i promise i've thought about this extensively.... if you were WONDERING this is what the fit n full tag is ✌️ okay im done for now thank you for giving me a PLATFORM

#SORRY FOR PARTY ROCKING.#asks

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itsyagurlchip · 20 days

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PRESENTINGGGGGG:

THE ASMODEUS

THE KOTTEN KANDI

AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST

FIZZAROLLI!!!!

full image:

time lapse!:

how did I do :)???

I HAD SO MUCH FUN MAKING THISSS EVEN RIGHT NOW AFTER ITS FINISHED, IM KICKING MY FEET RN

btw my self insert is called kandi, bc of her hair (NO U CANT EAT IT 😡😡) and the fact that she has fluffy fur, like a bear :)

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ok, I admit it. I'm a simp for the two 😔🙏🏾

BUT DO YOU SEE MY VISION 😫😫??

©KAL pls don't steal, repost, trace, or whatever an art thief does. you can inspire yourself! just tag me to let me know<3

#yagurlchip❤️#yagurl arts #helluva boss #helluva fanart #helluva boss fanart #asmodeus #fizzarolli #asmodeus x reader #fizzarolli x reader #asmodeus x fizzarolli #fizzmodeus #fizzarozzie #ozzie #helluva boss fizzarolli #helluva boss asmodeus #oc #fizzmodeus x reader

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theallegedbird · 4 months

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LITERALLY

For example "6up 5oh (cop out)" IS LITERALLY THAT ONE POLICE EP FROM S5 where Jonny said the disclaimer at the beginning OR or bro c'mon literally "dr sunshine is dead" is about the dark OR "hand me my shovel, I'm going in" is about the buried or I personally connect "Mr. capgras encounters a second-hand vanity: tulpamancer's prosopagnosia/pareidolia (as direct result of trauma to fusiform gyrus)" to the stranger bc he keeps singing "you're trying to replace yourself" which I think really fits and also the song "skeleton appreciation day in vestal, my (bones)" also reminds me of the buried but also a bit of Jane Prentiss/the infestation and the jarchivist himself and also the rot yezyez the rotting too and also the beginning of the song "front street" where he sings about the slaughterhouse and meat...yes It's the flesh and the slaughter!!!!

And bro c'mon will wood is just so bbgirl his songs just fit SO WELL it's almost as if he wrote them specifically for tma

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I'm low-key obsessed with him and I don't even listen to all the songs (I have the entire "everything's alot" album downloaded >I love it really mutch + a few other ones so I hope this counts ❤️)

Have a nice day btw love youuu❤️❤️❤️❤️ (I hope I didn't squish your brain to death with this friggin paragraph I just wrote :'] )

[ID of image in ask: a screenshot of a caption of a tumblr post by theallegedbird that the ask is responding to, it reads "memento mori- will wood, i can and will find a way to relate every ww song to tma istg". End ID]

NO LITERALLY,, YOU ARE SO RIGHT

kind of got carried away so um. long post

completely agree and feel the same about 6up 5oh cop out, dr sunshine is dead and mr capgras

6up 5oh cop out to me especially could be linked to daisy and the guy you mentioned as well as the hunt as whole because of both of them being heavily tied to and criticising the police/police brutality

warning for discussion of eds in this paragraph

skeleton appreciation day for me is the flesh,, dont get me wrong i can see your ideas too but i always interpreted the song as being about eds and negatively/unhealthily watching your weight in order to achieve "the perfect body" by society's standards; by being skinny,, "tell me you can see my bones" , "to cut down on my silhouette" and the whole end dialogue, so that fits into the flesh for me considering another situation of someone wanting the "ideal body" is something that is discussed in a flesh statement (mag90-bodybuilder), but i can see some themes in the song that can could be corruption, plus both the flesh and corruption are pretty closely linked at times (and smirkes system is just inaccurate to begin with)

dr sunshine is dead is as you said the dark to me,, in the sense of someone maybe becoming an avatar (song starts with narrator afraid of the dark/not knowing and ends with them embracing it) but also could be seen as the stranger or even spiral because of its themes (like most of ww's work) involving identity and the self

for hand me my shovel,, may i propose it is also s2 jon coded. very s2 jon coded. it is very much his paranoid need for the 'truth'. do you. do you get me

id also like to propose some other ww songs that are also extremely tma coded,, to me

blackboxwarrior!! ok stick with me but yknow that one dialogue bit that starts "hello, welcome. why don’t you take a seat?" that whole section. thats og elias and jonah in elias' interview. do you see the vision. its them. i always take it as jonah being the narrator when looking at this song with tma in mind,, with the "you’ve lost your mind and almost lost your life before, so you’ll be fine" and "for what it’s worth if it was going to kill you, boy, it would have by now" being directed at jon. please say im not insane for this i. i listen to this song a lot.

on the topic of jon and jonah your body my temple. because. because hes using jon as a pawn,, "your visage my visions" (i know this songs about sydney and elijah ch&t but can be tma too. if you think about it)

again with jon and jonah (i despise jonah and the godforsaken thing that is jonelias but their dynamic is so interesting) laplaces angel,, dont know how to put this one into words but do you Get It,, could be both or either of them really,, certain lyrics include: "it doesnt take a killer to murder it only takes a reason to kill", "the difference twixt fate and free will is whether youre singing", "whatever you think of me, if you were in my shoes, youd walk the same damn miles i do"

against the kitchen floor could also be jmart,, especially these parts: "i just havent learnt to be as human as you are yet", "i still dont know who you are, only that im still lonely", "apologizing for my life and ever entering yours" "im not a good person, im barely a person at all"

cicada days,, jon. jon coded. i really want ro make something with especially the in case i die live show version bc it just fits. so well. "it just feels inhumane to lose this much", "let all my red flags fade to white yeah i give up", and biggest one to me "here at the end of days, my god what have i done?" as in mag160,,

cotard's solution is the stranger,, again with the identity

there’s more but i’ve just realised how long this already is so ima leave it there

pff sorry for hijacking your ask but i’m a sucker for media analysis and any opportunity to do that with not one but two of my special interests causes me to black out and the autism to take over <33

also you’re so real for everything is lot,, favourite album

have a great day or night :D

#id in alt #not really comfortable talking about front street #yes its one of my favourite ww songs but the actual meaning of it isnt something i want to discuss throughly on here #tma #the magnus archives #will wood #wwattw #asks #avery rambles #long post #cw eds #cw eating disorders

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liquidstar · 7 months

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(this is NOT meant as a "gotcha!" thing, just genuine curiosity. This is about the goldberg post you reblogged btw.) Wanting your own house forever is valid, but it makes me curious about your opinion of marrying someone who ALSO doesn't want anyone in their house and would like to live separately. I don't see why giving up your space has to be a requirement for everybody who gets married. (Obviously its fine to still not want that either lol. Not wanting marriage for any reason is valid!)

oh i wouldnt have seen this as a gotcha, i think its a pretty innocuous question about living arrangements w partners lol

but no yeah i actually totally agree with you, theres no reason marriage has to look like how society tells us to. you know, a man and a woman in the suburbs with a white picket fence and 2.5 kids and a dog. i think that you can absolutely have any sort of arrangement you want with your partner

for a long time while i was growing up my parents were long distance, and that was fine and normal to me. i understand now that this wasnt really a choice (with the financial crisis in greece, my dad had to move to america to find work, and we all eventually moved once enough money was saved up etc) but like, it didnt make them any less married in my eyes. and i think that you can absolutely be in different houses even by choice and still be married if thats the kind of relationship youre both happy and secure with. who cares, right?

similarly my grandparents have different bedrooms but never had marital issues. my grandma just likes having her own space during the day, and she says theyd usually just pick one of the rooms to sleep in overnight. thats a mindset i can totally get behind and honestly that would also totally be the ideal setup for me, if i were to ever hypothetically get married.

i joked in the post's tags that one of my most "23 year old opinions" is not wanting to get married and start a family, and a lot of that is just because i dislike the idea of those obligations. but i also think a lot of that is because im young enough that i dont really see it as something i want- i still wanna be single and have fun because thats the kind of asshole i am (JOKE!). like, commitment to something that long term is just not in my field of vision yet. i do genuinely not want kids though but thats a different story. a spouse is something id want only if we really clicked i guess. but isnt that the case for everyone?

but for the time being i dont want anyone in my house LOL and maybe once i do we can have different rooms and do sleepovers like my grandma's genius idea

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