#really wanna voice act a damn cat

[honeeslust]

Toji…

Toji whose a menace and a killer and has the emotional availability of a potato. but that doesnt mean he doesn't know when he's got something good.

Toji who really didn't know what the fuck were you even talking about. Some shit about how he's incapable of love and affection. That was the dumbest shit he ever heard. He was absolutely sure of the exact moment he knew he'd never let you go. From the moment gushy lil cunt sucked him in deep until he could feel himself knocking you're Mirena loose, he knew for sure he could never let a pussy as sublime as yours get away.

Toji who's not accepting what you're saying to him. You don't love me Toji…clearly, you need reminding that you're his. Doesn't matter if he can't give you what you're asking for. You're the only pretty little thing he wants wrapped around his cock. Isn't that enough?

Toji who gets in your face and reminds you why you put up with his shit. His dick game changes the way you walk and you love it.

Toji who needs to give you a dose of that act right so he fucks you until you’re too swollen and abused to move. Not that you needed any strength to do so. Because it's...

Toji who handles yo thick ass easily. tossing your body to the mattress so he can mount you like the beast his is.

Toji who forces your legs so far back to the bed until your chubby stomach is hunched in behind your thick thighs. The position hinders your ability to breath... Which is perfect because now you're so completely fucked out of your mind that you’re incapable of spewing all that bullshit about how you’re not sure he’s the right one for you.

Toji who thinks Fuck that shit. When he slide his tongue over that fat wet mound between your parted legs. Savoring the taste of your attitude melting away with every flick of his tongue.

Toji who bullies his cock back into you. Making your teeth gnash and your voice change while you groan like a feral cat….Yet another orgasm tearing you in half as he taunts you.

Toji who’s pissed youd ever even thing of trying to take that pussy away from him.

Toji who’s driving that heavy cock in and out of you with such purpose. Your pleaful whines for him to slow down only making him meaner. He has something to prove. Toji who’s shutting you up with his lips on yours. Pulling away only to look you in the eye and sneer at you… Dont you fucking move… Oh you want me slow down princes?? Hmm. Too fuckin bad. Shut up and let me fix you… You don't really wanna go anywhere, you just needed daddys dick…

Toji who’s going feral as he drags his hips back, snapping them tight against yours. His composure slipping with every thrust, a throaty rendition of your name spilling from his lips along with his I love the way you take this dick or I love the way you squeeze me like that. Everything but what you wanted to hear.

Toji who loves how your pussy wrings so tight around his cock that he almost says it. Those three little words that wouldn't change a damn thing. Three little words that hold no meaning compared to the way he feels about you. Love isn't strong enough a word. Even if its all you need to hear to know your not just some girl who fucks into oblivion on the regular. he’s him so instead of just coming out and telling you he loves you hell knudge his dick into that spot. torturing you with how easily he can ruin you. Reveling in the wake of your undoing.

Toji who’s digging deep in that gushy lil pussy. Bottoming out just to see the way you whine when yoi feel him filling you with his seed.

Toji who won't pull out. He needs his cum to stay right where it is.

Toji who grabs your thighs and wraps then around his hips. A brute through and through, shifting his hips to drive his dick so deep you squeal.

Toji who kisses you hard. Sucking your lower lip into his mouth and cleaning up the drool that ran down your cheek with his tongue.

Toji who‘s barely satiated. Grinning down at your fucked out expression. He clutches your pretty face, his thick fingers digging into your cheek, his dick still embebedded in your warm embrace when he tells you to quit ya worryin lil mama. You're my obsession. And that kind of love never fades. Do you hear me?

Yea… I think that's the best you're getting outta him lol. What you think?

Haven't tagged anyone in a while…🥴

Hey yall☺️

@littlemochabunni @blkkizzat @biscuitsngravie @ryomens-vixen @i-literally-cant-with-this @thecookiebratz @residentfromnowhere @crescentmoontsuki

#toji headcanons #toji imagine #toji fushiguro #smutxanime honeeslust #blackgirlswhowriteanimesmut #jjk season 2 #smut oneshot #smut writer #spicy headcanons #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen #toji x you #toji x self insert #dilf toji #toji zenin #honeesshowerthoughts

[milgram-tournament]

MILGRAM Best Song Tournament, Round 1, Match 9 CAT vs. THE PURGE MARCH

Propaganda for both options under the cut!

Propaganda for CAT:

"You like jazz? Jazz is chaos within order. Got to love the whole band. Vibraphone, saxophone, trumpet, flute, piano, guitar, drums, bass… Go, rhythm section, go! The song sounds tender at times and aggressive at others as different instruments pop up at different times. Sometimes they follow Kazui’s voice (“follow the king of the masquerade”). Sometimes they get to be the focus. You have the chill piano one moment and the screaming guitar in the next.

You’ve got a lovely “jingle” (“Lie until it gets better…”) which occurs at the beginning, middle, and end. It fits the “newspaper ad” style of the video really well. Also at the very end, there’s one more line that gives the jingle an upward contour, giving a sense of finality. “Until you can meet the king of the masquerade.” You’re there now.

The two verses start off differently before they take on a similar melody. It feels like Kazui is talking to a different person in each verse.

The chorus is a beautiful façade the first time and a sinister truth the second time.

The opening for solos shows that this jazz song means business. I love how the saxophone and trumpet especially get in your face. And with the tacet on vocals, the walking bass really shines if you lend it your ear.

And the smoke break! Silence is golden. Glass click. Lighter. Huff.

As always, Kazui’s voice is super deep. He hits even lower notes this time around. He’s a fifth lower than the next lowest singers (Haruka and Shidou)."

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-Great instrumental choice. Kazui and jazz is *chefs kiss*

-Symbolism. THE SYMBOLISM. I can’t type out all my thoughts but ifykyk

-The almost comic like style of the MV is really appealing.

-Lyrics!! There is so much to unpack but it’s really cool.

-Kazui eating the dove… fricken iconic.

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FIRST OF ALL the vocals????? BEAUTIFUL. His va put his whole pussy into this song and you can tell!! The way he sings the chorus is so damn addicting I'm so in love with him. His voice is more or less stable throughout the entire thing until the final chorus but you can hear the emotion peaking out which fits perfectly with Kazui keeping everything hidden. The way his voice turns into a sort of whisper during "all the things I wanna do that I can't say outloud"??? The way his voice starts trembling during "this feeling it's yearning to be satisfied"???? The way his voice turns into a sort of whisper AND starts trembling during "hey, if I said I liked-liked you, what would you?"?????? HEAVENLY! You can really feel how afraid Kazui is under his disguise and my heart breaks a little everytime I listen. Not to mention how absolutely powerful his voice gets at the climax!!!!!! It's insane!!!!!!! It's genius!!!!!! It makes me wild makes me crazy makes me eat my walls!!!!!!!!!!

THE SMOKE BREAK?????? What other song has something as powerful as that huh???? This isn't just a song produced by the milgram machine using his memories, this is HIS song and he is OWNING IT! The music builds up so much and gets so intense right before it, I can literally feel myself get tense and starting holding my breath right before he takes the break and everything relaxs… it's not just a break for him, but a break for the viewer. The song is spiralling out of control just like his life and his lies and he has no choice but to put it to a quick stop before its too much to handle.

THE IMAGERY IS WILD!!!!! He's a magician!!! Little magic guy!!!! Using tricks and lies to amaze and captivate the people around him! Trying desperately to magic his own feelings into something else! But it's all fake! It's all tricks and no matter how hard he tries he can never actually change himself into what he wants! But he's trying to convince himself the same way he's convinced his audience!! And when you're watching a magic act, are you there for the magician themself or are you there to watch the show?? The people in his life only cared for him when he performed for them, but they didn't give a drop of love to who he was a person! ALSO the transformation of the wedding ring to a cigarette to the dove at the end??? Makes me wild every single time! Right infront of his wife, he showed her that their marriage was something unhealthy for him that was slowly killing him from the inside. AND THEN he uses it to harm himself???? And then he turns that cigarette into a dove- a representation of love and literally TEARS INTO IT. He tears his marriage apart with his mouth!!! AKA HIS WORDS. makes me wild. Also fun fact Kazui says he started smoking because when he was younger it was "just natural for everyone to smoke" and that lines up with his reasons for marriage perfectly.

Kazui looks really hot in it. You should vote for Cat because Kazui is insanely attractive. What other reason do you need huh? Hot gay middle aged man.

Propaganda for THE PURGE MARCH:

"Despite the shorter length, the Purge March has several distinct sections in its structure.

It starts with a rolloff, and then… they don’t follow it. Amane isn’t here to follow the beat.

There’s the spoken-word intro and the upbeat first verse listing the tenets. The prechorus (“dou shiyou mo nai…”) has an amen break. The most-sampled four-bar drum beat. Well, there’s half of it. Is it supposed to mean something? Can I get an amen?

The chorus is so, so cheerful… unless you’re actually listening to the lyrics (“I’ll crush your throat too”) or watching the video. And it’s super catchy. 

The second part of the verse dials things back. Now we’re in reality. This is how Amane breaks her tenets. All the while, those tenets are spoken into both ears over the singing. Get some good headphones. She sounds different in each ear.

The music picks up again with the amen break as Amane happily strolls back home, and then-

Oh.

The somber second chorus, with Amane’s lower singing voice and mournful spoken words, leads into the final chorus, with new lyrics and a more forceful tone. The once-meaningless chanting now has real words. “You’re sorry? I don’t care! Please go ahead and die already.” You can hear Amane’s anger despite the cheerful melody. She harmonizes in the final phrase, as if to say “we’re in this together, me and my little color guard troop.” And finally, it’s just her. Speaking. "Oboetemasuka?" Accompanied by only a single drum.

She is both Amane Momose and not. She upholds the doctrines that she was raised with, but she can’t."

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"Purge March is geniunaly one of my favorite pieces of fiction both in and out of the context of trauma. Its fantastically directed and composed. The batton twirling is spetacular and energetic, the set and character design of Amane conveys a lot about the world she’s in and the story she’s telling. Purge March contextulizes a lot of Magic in both expected and unexpected ways (insert the entire cat symbolism thesis here) Purge March casts Amane in the role of a scary child. The glowing eyes, the framing of Amane as Above the viewer, the brutality and catharsis of it all. It seems tailored made to make you Scared of her. It’s a continuation of the cycle of abuse that we the audience repeated in T1 when we gave her that verdict. A red flashing warning sign about the Inhumanity and Monsterous qualities of Amane Momose. But Amane as a monster is fufilling and freeing. Again, its deeply cathartic. I would write more if I wasnt so sleepy at the moment but its just some Fantastic work overall. Purge March is also just fantasitic vocally and also hids electricity sounds in the instrumental which I think is evil and awesome."

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-Amane’s vocals and how they slowly get more and more off the deep end is both really sad and cool to watch.

-The symbolism of the marching band and the flags. Ifykyk

-The beginning where it sounds like a propaganda TV show… really shows just how far Amane’s thinking is rooted in her cult and how that’s shaped her perception.

-The LYRICS. They work so well but it’s also creepy AF considering it’s a child who’s singing it.

-“So there is no second time, I’ll give back the judgment that you gave to me!”

-The overlapping part… gives me chills everytime.

-Building off the last point, the last “I’ll crush your throat too.” Ouch.

-“Remember MY cries, MY repents, MY words of “I’m sorry” that I said to you?”

-The song also does a great job of showing how much the guilty verdict messed with her.

[wonyscafe]

my observations ✿𝆬 stuff I observe on the daily

↳ Please note that these are my own, personal observations and that they're all from my own experiences!! <33

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𓂃 ִֶָ︰Aquarius placements really like the colors blue, green or orange for some reason??

𓂃 ִֶָ︰venus sextile jupiter people are really supportive friends <33

𓂃 ִֶָ︰I've noticed that the love language of cancer influence (can also be degrees, 4th house,…) have giving and receiving food as their love language

𓂃 ִֶָ︰people with lilith in a gemini degree get misunderstood incredibly often

𓂃 ִֶָ︰Aquarius rising 🤝🏻 constantly changing aesthetics

𓂃 ִֶָ︰Moon in 6th are mentally unstable help

𓂃 ִֶָ︰People with jupiter in scorpio tend to be close-minded

𓂃 ִֶָ︰ “I tend to view the world through rose-colored glasses” just say youre a pisces rising

𓂃 ִֶָ︰TAURUS/AQUARIUS MERCURY HAS SUCH A NICE VOICE??????

𓂃 ִֶָ︰More of an opinion but capricorn venus ♡ scorpio venus relationships are really my fav, it's such a nice match idk??

𓂃 ִֶָ︰6th house stellium = perfectionism + always helping others

𓂃 ִֶָ︰That being said, venus in 6th might have acts of service as their love language

𓂃 ִֶָ︰I've noticed that venus in sagittarius tend to have commitment issues

𓂃 ִֶָ︰Having your sun in a scorpio degree might make people obsessed with you

𓂃 ִֶָ︰I have a few friends with sun conjuct mars and theyre ALL SO ENERGETIC????

𓂃 ִֶָ︰I've noticed how people with taurus placements often look like they were taken out of a fairytale

𓂃 ִֶָ︰earth placements really seem to like cats— also honorable mention: cancer placements

𓂃 ִֶָ︰on the topic of cats, gemini risings have cat-like features

𓂃 ִֶָ︰WHY IN THE WORLD ARE AQUARIUS PLACEMENTS SO DAMN ATTRACTIVE. OH MY GOODNESS.

𓂃 ִֶָ︰oh my god also, cancer and leo placements kind of look ‘clueless’ sometimes

𓂃 ִֶָ︰that feeling when an earth moon/air dom person opens up to you emotionally>>>>>

𓂃 ִֶָ︰I love moon conjunct venus in synastry, I have it with a few friends and it's always so comfortable being vulnerable with each other <3

↳ a/n : I wanna thank you all from the bottom of my heart for supporting me so much and I'm really sorry I haven't been very active ♡ The next astrology post is gonna be more focused on aspects & asteroids so stay tuned!! :)

#astrology #astrology notes #astrology observations #aries #taurus #gemini #cancer #leo #virgo #libra #scorpio #sagittarius #capricorn #aquarius #pisces #wonyscafe

[fictionalcharactergraveyard]

The gang + Shepards x traditional goth reader whom everyone thinks is a witch, and there are rumors about her

Ponyboy 

low-key thinks about you a lot

at first it’s pure curiosity 

then it turns into daydreaming 

and when he hears you’re a witch 

he’s like “…that’s hot.”

“what?”

“NOTHING.” 

ofc you 2 get paired up for a project 

You guys like some of the same books 

And stargazing 

And Pepsi 

After Darry and Sodapop find out about his crush they tease him and low key set you two up for a date 

it’s so fun 

You guys see a horror movie 

And when you get jumpy you cling to him 

And he does the same to you

And then you two share kisses 

All is fine until he gets home and finds out he has black lipstick marks all over his face

And gets “use protection” talk from Sodapop while Darry tries not to laugh (Soda doesn’t wanna become an uncle yet guys)

Johnny 

he’s in the lot and sees you walking 

He low key panic until you say hi

And he’s obsessed with your voice

You 2 end up talking a bit and you joke about how people think you’re a witch 

He says “I believe it.” 

“Yeah?” 

“I mean, how else can someone be so beautiful?” 

You fs paint his nails 

And play with his hair 

You each end up scaring each others bullies off 

You love kissing his scars

Dally 

Hits on you 

And when you get mad he just laughs 

“Whatcha gonna do? Curse me?”

“I might.” 

Then you walk away

He plays it cool

But he’s low-key like

“Wtf did they do-“

You two run into each other again at a party 

Buck threw and and your friends with his cousin 

He sees you and starts to flirt 

You flirt back bc why not

“Damn Dally, you going for the wicked witch now huh?” One of the guys there says 

Man almost got punched 

You found it hot 

Darry 

You found him very hot 

Daddy issues/j

Yet you didn’t want to flirt 

He fs has a partner 

Or so you thought

Man is STARING 

Loves how you look 

You catch him staring and he tries to recover 

Tries 

You “accidentally” bump into him 

And nearly fall in the process 

He grabs your waist and holds you

Omg he’s stronggg

You act start stammer and are like: “jfc he thinks I’m so stupid-“

And then he just asks you out 

Right then and there 

And you say yes 

🤭

Sodapop 

You go to the DX

And get some snacks 

Sodapop is like “huh, there’s that witch chick” 

And then when you check out and smile

It’s over 

He needs you NOW 

He needed you yesterday 

He gives you free things 

“I can pay-“

“No need. I don’t need to be jinxed now, do I?” 

You giggle 

Man has a goofy smile 

Yaps abt you sm oml 

Y’all are cute FR 

Two-Bit 

Says sm jokes 

Like omg

“Hey! Heading back to the cemetery?” 

“You got any voodoo dolls on ya?” 

“Did you drug me with a love potion, or am I just falling too fast?” 

You try not the laugh but you do

When you 2 kiss man is COVERED in black kiss marks

And doesn’t wash it 

“TwoBit clean it -“ 

“But how am I supposed to show Im under your spell?” 

You make a joke or two and he DIES 

Y’all are so sweet oml 

Steve 

You 2 meet in October 

“Ain’t it a little early for Halloween costumes?”

“Ain’t it a little early to wear Frankenstein masks?”

After a brief starting contest you 2 laugh and you get your slushie in peace

You go to a Halloween party and see him 

He’s not really dressed up

Youre a sexy vampire COUGH

You decide to join in ‘spin the bottle” 

And you land on Steve 

You guys kiss

And again 

And again 

Then you decide “fuck it” and head to his car to make out 

Tim

Man’s cat calling 

It’s an art to him at this point (thanks to dally)

You tell him to shove it

And he starts walking beside you 

“Ain’t your eyes supposed to glow when you’re mad?”

You just stare at him

Then you kick him in the nuts and run 

He gets mad respect for you after that 

Turns out you guys like the same songs 

You guys do (very bad) karaoke 

It’s fun 

Curly 

Met in detention 

You punched a chick 

He jumped a soc 

You guys started talking

And got on like a house on FIRE

It’s scary oml 

You two make out a lot

Pony wants to die 

Y’all PDA 

When he’s in reform you visit and send letters 

He tries to write letters back 

And make them as nice as yours 

He can’t tho 

Angela 

puppy crush FR 

She thinks your so cool

And pretty 

And when you ask her out she’s like

“I’m in heaven” 

After a threatening “conversation “ with Curly and Tim they’re fine with you hanging out 

You 2 do each others make up 

And go shopping together 

And scream to music 

<3 

#the outsiders #ponyboy curtis #dallas winston #johnny cade #two bit mathews #sodapop curtis #darry curtis #tim shepard #curly shepard #angela shepard #fictionalcharactergraveyard.writing.answers

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hello! Apologies if this is a bit too specific but I was wondering if you could a heket x reader where the reader is similar to the fox demon, but they use deals as a way to try to flirt. Heket normally chases them off and just generally sees them as a nuisance. Eventually Heket stops because she has better things to do and the Reader doesn't really seem like a danger, they begin to talk and the feelings build up from there.

"So you've returned to pester me, foul fox..."

"Good evening to you, too, Lady Heket." Your voice, low and sultry, rumbled with a deep chuckle as you looked upon the Bishop of Famine standing on the pier with a piercing gaze. "You know, anger doesn't suit you, dearest. Must you always be so cruel towards me?"

As she struggled to come up with a response, your cheeky grin never wavered for a moment.

You'd teasingly ask if the cat caught her tongue..but given her history with a certain feline, that wasn't the most appropriate joke to make. Not even you would go that far.

"Cruel? Hah, you haven't seen me be "cruel" one bit." She scoffed, gently tugging on her bandages. "You infuriate me."

"How so?"

"...because I know you foxes and your deceptive ways. One had visited me long ago, promising me an artifact others would kill for...and gave me such an unfair price. You know what he wanted?"

You shook your head, curious.

"He wanted my best menticide mushroom farmer. And all he gave me in return was a tiny piece of the artifact! A worthless rock!" She snarled. "Then he expects me to come back and offer him more of my own followers to "complete" it...but I refused and threw the damn thing back at him."

"Ohhh..surely you don't mean my mentor, the Teeth of Darkness..do you?" You blinked in realization, though the persistent scowl on her face told you all. "I see now. But as a whole, the Holy Talisman is actually quite valuable. Pity you refused his deal..it could have turned the tide in your favor against the little Lamb."

"..well, I didn't wanna waste my time begging for bits and pieces of rock. And I'm not gonna waste my time chasing you out of my domain."

"Awh, so you want me to stay?"

"N-No! That's not what I...!!!"

Seeing her frustration made you chuckle softly.

Of course, it now made sense why she was especially arrogant with your species--particularly the ones who did this sort of work. The Teeth of Darkness guided you into this practice long ago, teaching you how to become one with the shadows and bargain with clueless folks around the Old Faith without stirring up too much attention from the Bishops.

And clearly...you failed when it came to Heket.

You were negotiating something with Eligos when she suddenly appeared and immediately chased you out of Anura, ordering you to never come back lest there be consequences.

Yet she didn't frighten you, but rather intrigued you.

Not even the Yellow Crown's power could stop you from coming back and going anywhere in Aura you wished. So you've set your sights on her, beckoning her to the marshes where you would manifest from the darkness every once in a while.

Your favorite spot became this very pier, where you learned she often came here if she needed time to think or reflect on her duties.

Yet time and time again...she would shoo you away, and until now you never fully understood why.

Your deals were hardly anything of material value. All you really asked for was a simple smile, but you'd get a frown instead; if you gave her a compliment, she'd insult you in return.

She acts disgusted by your "promiscuous" remarks...but the cover of night doesn't do much to hide her growing blush every time she turns her face away from you.

She's called you a stalker on countless occasions, though you take no offense to it.

Could she really blame you when she stood in the discreet places where you've frequently bartered with other folks? Could she blame you if she never bothered to find a different spot?

This time around, she didn't lash her tongue out or try chasing you away with vile threats. Maybe she was finally understanding that you're not threatening her cult or anything of the sort.

You're just really annoying. A nuisance. An intrusion on her quiet night away from the temple.

"I'm here to make you a genuine offer." You spoke. "You are under no obligation to agree, but it would mean the world to me if you at least listened to it in full."

Heket was silent for a few moments.

Maybe for once..she'll entertain your proposal. It's not like she could just refuse. You might just come back here some other night and offer the same damn thing.

She nodded. "Go on."

"Thank you, dearest. I shall give you my name..in exchange for a small favor from you. Nothing to do with your loyal followers if that's what you fear."

Although she didn't really care to know your name all that much, part of her couldn't help but be slightly curious. So she allowed you to continue, hoping she won't regret it.

"Allow me to walk you back to your great temple, and we can talk and become more..acquainted with each other beyond our negotiations. You may find that not all of us foxes are sly and cunning dealers. What say you?"

She blinked in disbelief.

That definitely isn't what she expected.

"That's it? You just wanna see Anura? You know we can just warp-"

"Oh I know of your little summoning circles, dear bishop. I have seen it all." You answered with a smaller smile. "But I think a small walk together would be most delightful. I sense a certain loneliness in you, especially on this night...so perhaps you'll enjoy the company of an outsider."

Heket scoffed, unsure why her thorny heart felt so warm inside all of the sudden. "We bishops admonish outsiders who refuse to join us..like Sozo and the Mushroomos. They are rotten thieves, praising him when they should be praising me for enabling their addictions."

A soft laugh escaped you. "Well lucky am I not to have a mushroom atop my head. So..do you accept this offer? We could always discuss how to deal with them down the road if you desire."

"....fine. We have a deal, fox." She grumbled. Although she didn't have much to gain from this, she had nothing to lose either.

You, on the other hand, were most delighted that she was finally giving you a chance. Your persistence has paid off well. "Excellent! From now on, you may call me [y/n]."

"Alright, [y/n]. Let's get going."

"Haha..hasty, aren't we? Very well." You floated closer to the pier, eventually stepping on the boardwalk and approaching Heket. A black cloak enveloped your body, with the tip of your fluffy tail slightly peeking out from underneath, dragging behind you.

She couldn't help but notice it wagging in eagerness, and she had to mentally slap herself so she'd stop staring.

You were a bit shorter than she anticipated. Perhaps it was merely a trick of the shadows that made you so imposing.

"Thank you, my Lady." After putting your hood down, you bowed your head respectfully, before gazing up at her. "You lead the way, and I'll follow."

"..are you giving me orders?"

"Is leading not what you do best as a bishop?"

Despite her silence after that, her agreement to let you hold onto her arm and lead you through Anura spoke louder than any word she could've said.

You could see her becoming more relaxed the longer you both walked, with you chatting about the things you admired about Anura. Not to mention her hold on you unconsciously tightening whenever it was her turn to speak..more notably when she talked about her siblings with feelings of melancholy.

This time, there was no hiding the light blush that dusted her face, even with most of her flesh being red enough to conceal it.

Indeed, you've turned this hardened frog into a softie.

#clanask #anonymous #cotl x reader #cult of the lamb x reader #bishop heket #bishop heket x reader #heket x reader #demon reader #fox reader

[marklovezz]

Paint The Town Red

— AERI UCHINAGA

SUMMARY | Unusual things happening on Campus but meeting this unknown girl was definitely the biggest one but that doesn't stop you from giving her a chance. In fact you didn't have a choice considering she's everywhere you go for the wrong reasons. Is she really the person you wanna be messing with after all?

GENRE horror, angst, fluff? college au,

DISCLAIMERS mentions of blood. mentions of weed, mention of alcohol, swearing, abuse, kidnapping, mentions of weapons, ??, fem reader!

LENGTH 1.8k words!

AUTHOR'S NOTE — THIS ONE WAS QUITE RUSHED i didn’t wanna keep you guys waiting but it’s just a little bit of a short yet eventful chapter.. hope you enjoy though 🤍

Part 2

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Then the next thing you knew, you woke up in your dorm room, dried blood on your fingertips, a headache that pounded and your entire body ached. As you attempted to sit up your entire body shut down and you fell straight back onto your pillow as it sent a wave of pain through your head down your spine, you used your fingers to feel around your head as a patch of dried blood caught your attention.

You called out for Ningning weakily, multiple times in fact but no answer could be heard and you just gave up, you reached out for your phone on your dresser just to see it was completely smashed up.

The sound of your bedroom door opening shifted your attention as you saw Giselle with a tray of food, your eyebrows furrowed together as you tried to recollect your memories of the night before.

Gently, she placed the tray down onto our dresser, moving your belongings aside as her hand rested on your lower back , the other one intertwined with yours as she helped you sit up.

“Giselle why are you here? Where’s Ningning?” The female looked at you with one eyebrow raised from confusion.

“You don’t remember anything?” and with a very painful shake of your head she went to speak up once more, hesitating for a moment with a sigh whilst she looked at the floor, unable to look at you.

“She got upset last night at Karina’s party when she saw us two kissing and dragged you outside , she told me to give you two alone time and then when I realised you were taking a long time I came to check on you with Minjeong, only to find you knocked out on the concrete and Ningning was gone.” Your heart sunk the more she spoke about it as you weakly shuffled further back away from her.

“You’re lying, Ning.. She wouldn’t do that to me, she has no reason too!” You raise your voice, immediately regretting it as a wave of pain surged through your entire body once more, letting out a wince from the feeling.

“If you really think that then you don’t know that girl at all.” Giselle blurted out looking at you with a bored expression watching you trying to get up from the bed.

Hearing her words made you stop dead in your tracks before you turn to face her, your eyebrows knitting together as you couldn’t help but glare at her.

“Me? Not knowing Ningning? Giselle if you knew her at all she would’ve mentioned your name! You’re a fucking nobody to me so quit acting like you know shit.” You blurted out before walking as fast as you could out of your bedroom door, your hand gripping onto the back of your head.

It didn’t matter how dizzy you were or how weak your legs were feeling beneath you. You needed to find Ningning, more than anything.

You didn’t even spare a glance back at the stranger that somehow managed to find her own way into your dorm room as you slammed your front door behind you, starting your hunt to find your best friend.

You searched for hours all over campus and there was no sign of the girl anywhere. Tiredly, you collapsed down onto a bench that just happened to be there, gasping for air. You knew damn well that you should be in bed, resting and not looking for the supposed cause of your wound, but you couldn’t let her be alone.

At the end of the day who are you if not some sort of guardian for your bestfriend. If you had never met her you’d have nothing, that’s what you convinced yourself to believe but on a real note you know you wouldn’t have missed out on so many opportunities. Although she taught you many things like fun, popularity , how to love and take care of yourself etc you struggled to keep up with the important things.

You hated telling yourself that but deep down you knew it was true, deep down there was a possibility of what Giselle said was true. Was Ningning just trying to ruin you as a person? Did you know her before ? Did you do something to make her hate you and this is just some sort of revenge?

At this point, your mind wandered to possibilities that you knew had zero chance of being true but what could you believe at this point. The air only blew colder onto you as you felt tears stream down your face.

You didn’t know why you were crying and neither did the people giving you odd looks from across the field you found yourself sitting in, you couldn’t even call the person you thought was your best friend because you found your phone smashed to pieces on your dresser.

Lucky enough there was someone you could go too that was decently close by and with that you found yourself stumbling again towards the other dorm rooms across campus.

Soon enough your fists were balled up and banging onto your friends door. Nerves couldn’t help but bubble inside you for some unknown reason. You had always got nervous around her but it probably has something to do with the fact she was pretty much perfect in every way.

A child like smile plastered onto your face as your beautiful , blond , cheer captain best friend opened the door and she returned it almost instantly.

“Karina…” you mumbled out, she understood you were upset by the look you gave her as well as your tear stained cheeks. Her arms opened wide, welcoming you into them and almost instantly she pulled you into a warm embrace.

The hugs you loved the most had to be from her, they always comforted you in a way you’d probably never understand and with a few moments of you two like that, your sadness has somehow faded away although you knew it was only temporary for a situation like this.

After she invited you both in, you were sat at her couch waiting for her to return with blankets and snacks. She offered for you to stay with her and watch a movie and you happily accepted.

“Karina, can I ask you something?” You say, your voice cracking in between as she looks at you and the nod of her head was all you needed to continue.

“What happened after the party? Did you see me leave with anyone?” Her smile dropped slightly as she just let out a hum, thinking for a moment before speaking up.

“Ah yes, some black haired girl carried you out whilst you were blacked out.. I think Minjeong said her name was Giselle. I tried called you to check up on you but you never answered but you being here answers enough.” She let out a soft chuckle but immediately stopped seeing your expression completely changed.

“What’s wrong? Did something happen?” She asked as if she could sense the fear coming from you.

“No, it’s just Ning didn’t come home last night and I was wondering if you’d heard from her.” The shake of Karina’s head is what worried you the most but all you could do was nod at her as she sat down next to you, placing a hand on your shoulder.

“Listen i’m sure she’s okay, wherever she is . She might just need a break, or she’s on vacation.” Karina’s reassures but you knew that’s not what happened, she would’ve told you and you know that for a fact because she’s never just gone missing without saying anything.

You decided not to push Karina more, as you sat and watched the movie with her but your mind did not once stop thinking of Ningning. As much as you didn’t want to, you had fallen asleep on Karina’s shoulder. You were worn out from walking around all day in attempts to find her that you couldn’t even fight it.

As peaceful as you were you were awaken a few hours later from rustling outside of Karina’s window. it didn’t help the fact she was asleep next to you and her dorm was on the ground floor. Cautiously, you stood up from the couch, walking over to the window as you peered out of it.

Nothing. There was nothing. You wanted to believe it was just you hallucinating because you were tired or maybe it was just a rat or fox but you couldn’t believe there was absolutely nothing going on after what you’ve been through in the past couple of days.

Quietly, you unlocked Karina’s back door, stepping out letting the night air hit you like a ton of bricks as you let out a shiver. Crack. You looked down at your feet and your heart dropped down to your ankles. The red devil mask. The exact same on you saw someone wearing when they were staring into your soul in class. That exact same feeling of sickness lingered in your stomach as you picked it up.

As you did more rustling came from the bushes in front of you and the mask fell from your hands as you backed up towards the door. Out of nowhere a figure went running away from you out of the bush.

“Hey!” You called out but you didn’t attempt you run after them considering how far they had already ran.

“Y/N?” A tired voice called out from behind you and your head whipped round to face it. Luckily it was only Karina.

“Sorry did I wake you?” A small smile appeared on your face , not wanting to seem suspicious. Karina only nodded , she knew something was odd but thankfully for you she didn’t question it, yet.

“Come on, you’re gonna get a cold out here.” Those words were enough for you to come sprinting back into her dorm but you slowed down a bit before you realised there was something you didn’t ask her.

“Karina?” Her head turned to face you as she looked at you with a tired look and with a nod of her head you continued.

“Ningning told me she was staying here with you last night, after the party.. Did she really just not turn up?” Karina shook her head once more.

“No, she must’ve changed her mind.. Like I said before, i’m sure she’s fine. Come on get back to sleep, don’t stress it.” All you could do was walk towards her tiredly, your head faced to the floor as you sat besides her.

Karina didn’t take a second to fall back to sleep and you were left alone in your thoughts until you felt a vibration from your wrist. Your apple watch. You completely forgot about it and as you move your sleeve to look at it your heart sunk even deeper.

An image from an unknown number, but an unusual one that made your heart sink deeper than before.

#aespa #giselle x reader #aespa giselle #giselle #aespa x fem reader #aespa x reader #giselle x you #Spotify

[star-filled-arcade]

On the Road Again: Chapter 5

CW// Alcohol

Rating: M (Mature)

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"Coulda picked me up, asshole," accused Anthony, the moment he stepped through the front door. Husk looked up at the sudden interruption, considering it was barely the afternoon yet and the door had a very clear 'Closed' sign on the front. Either Anthony couldn't read, or Husk had forgotten to lock the door in the first place. "Some date you turned out to be."

"You're not dead, then?" Husk raised an eyebrow, ignoring that last comment. "You know we ain't open yet, right?"

"Yet here we both are." Anthony sat down at the bar stool. "Who the fuck do you think you are anyway?"

"Excuse me?"

"I've told you more about myself in the past two days than I've told anyone in my whole life... I dunno how you did that, but I ain't happy about it." Husk chuckled at the serious expression on Anthony's face.

"Are you trying to be threatening right now? Cuz it's kinda like being yelled at by a kitty cat." Anthony's scowl deepened even further and he pointed a finger right in Husk's face.

"You ain't nothing but a damn troublemaker, tryin' to pry into my business."

"I barely said two words to ya," defended Husk, who was nothing but amused by Anthony's display of anger. "You're the one who's been rambling to me like you're in some kind of confessional." Anthony banged his fist on the table.

"That's the point," he shouted. "I don't say shit to anyone, so what the fuck is it about you, huh?"

"Beats me." Anthony ran a hand through his hair and sighed loudly, closing his eyes for a moment to calm himself down. "How's your head?"

"It's fine," he grumbled. "Not as bad as it looked, apparently." He opened his eyes again, fixing them onto Husk unblinkingly, until even Husk felt uncomfortable enough to look away. "Why'd I tell you about Molly...?" He almost whispered it, and it sounded rhetorical, like he was speaking out loud to himself, so Husk didn't even respond.

"I'm, uh... heading outta Brooklyn tomorrow," Husk said instead. "Going down to Central Park for the day, you know... relax a little, I guess."

"So?"

"So, did you... wanna join me, perhaps?" Anthony frowned at him.

"Hey, I was joking about the date thing, ya know." Husk rolled his eyes at him. Anthony could be infuriating sometimes, but Husk was more patient than he liked to admit.

"It ain't a date, you fuckin'... I just thought you looked like you needed a day off, and I wouldn't mind some company." Husk regretted even asking, expecting Anthony to burst out laughing any moment, but he remained quiet for a moment.

"I can't just up and leave for the day," he replied, his voice considerably lower. "My brother, he'd—."

"Jesus, you're a grown man, ain't ya? What's your brother gonna do, ground you?"

"No, but—."

"He can last a day without ya, can't he? And if he gives you any trouble, just say it was all my fault. My treat, alright?" Husk could have easily accepted Anthony's excuse, said "you're right, it ain't my business to get you in trouble with your brother" and leave it at that, but something compelled him to keep asking. He really wanted to spend more time with Anthony. Why, he wasn't sure, but something about the guy had piqued his interest, and Husk was not one to back down so easily.

"Fuck it," shrugged Anthony. "I doubt my brother will even notice I'm gone... he sure acts as if I don't exist half the time. Sure thing, kitten, I'll go out with you." It was Husk's turn to scowl at him.

"The only kitten around here is you, you goddamn choir boy, and for the last time... this ain't a date. You seem real keen to call it one." He raised a suggestive eyebrow, but Anthony waved it away.

"I'm just messin' with ya," he replied. "Believe it or not, I'm not just some fuckin morbid guy who drinks his problems away... I like to have my fun, too."

"Yeah? You got a real strange way of showing it."

"Just keeping ya on your toes, babycakes. Now pour me a damn drink, I'm gaspin' over here." His eyes glinted with mischief, and Husk couldn't even work out of he was annoyed or not. The Anthony in front of him was certainly a different one to the Anthony he had met last night, and the night before that, and he hadn't yet figured out which one he preferred. Or if he even liked either of them at all. Still, he poured him a drink. On the house.

***

The weather was nice, partially cloudy but warm enough to not need a jacket. Spring was finally on its way, although it was taking its sweet time considering it was nearly April. Husk and Anthony walked side by side through Central Park, and Husk couldn't help but notice the way that Anthony looked around at his surroundings like a curious toddler, brightening up whenever he saw a bird sitting on a branch and opening its beak to sing.

"I suppose you've probably been here tons of times," observed Husk quietly. "You should be showing me around, huh?" Anthony raised the brim of his hat, before taking it off and fanning himself with it. There wasn't much of a breeze that day.

"Nah, not really," he replied. "Not unless you wanna know where the best places to deal are, or get away with stabbing someone."

"Damn, sorry I asked."

"I just mean I don't know much about this city 'cept what I gotta know." He put his hands in his pockets, leaning back slightly. This was the first time Husk had ever seen him look genuinely relaxed. "We can't all be as well-travelled as you."

"Man, I don't go travelling to learn," replied Husk. "I go travelling to gamble, and then consequentially escape my debts."

"Oh really? So you're not as much of a wise guy as you pretend you are." Anthony was smirking, teasing him, and Husk rolled his eyes.

"What I tell ya? We all got out problems."

"Well if you're so in debt, I guess I better treat you to some lunch, huh? I may not know much about the world, or even this damn country, but I know where all the best Italian restaurants are."

"Sure, I ain't gonna turn down free food." Anthony smiled and led him out of the park, rambling all the while about various restaurants and recipes and topics significantly unrelated to the mafia. Husk supposed it was ridiculous to assume that Anthony didn't have anything other than drug deals and Tommy guns to talk about, but it was a nice change anyway. The conversation was light, easy, and Anthony seemed content for once.

"So tell me about the places you've been," remarked Anthony, once they'd settled down at a table in a restaurant called Barbetta and Anthony had told Husk to order whatever he wanted.

("Ain't that expensive?"

"Honey, you think I'm in the mafia for fun?").

"I'd be here all day," said Husk. "But I'm boring, I guess. I been to other countries, and they all got their good and bad points, but I like it here best. More things to see, and I understand the people better, even if most of them are jackasses."

"More things to see? As opposed to all them exotic countries with... with forests and old buildings and stuff?"

"Yeah, but that's all they have. Here, there's a little bit of everything, ya know?" Anthony shrugged, taking a bite of his risotto.

"Not really," he replied. "I ain't never been out of this city, or even really outta Harlem, and it's all the same to me. Dirty streets and tall buildings and angry people."

"You never been outta Harlem?" Husk had always been a natural wanderer, unable to stay in one place for more than a few months at best, so the idea of staying in the same city for an entire lifetime was daunting to say the least.

"Well, I guess when I was stationed around the country during the War, of course, but I don't count that cuz I was hardly sightseeing, was I?" He placed his fork down with a slight clatter and sat back in his chair. "You ever been to Italy?"

"Yeah, couple times," said Husk.

"Is it nice?"

"It's lovely... great buildings, great food, great—."

"No, no I don't mean all the touristy bullshit, I mean... is it nice?" He leaned forward expectantly, the answer clearly important to him, and Husk slowly chewed his food as he thought of how to respond satisfactorily.

"It's... it's the perfect place to sit and watch the sun set, I think," he decided. "All the stone buildings and the cobbled streets and the trees older than this whole country all light up with orange, and it's like you're staring directly at Heaven's gates." Anthony seemed happy with that answer, and a slightly dreamy smile played on his lips for a moment, before he pulled himself back together.

"I'd like to see Italy at least once before I die," he breathed. "To see what all the fuss is about, I guess... see where my parents came from." He took a sip from his wine glass, which turned into an immediate gulp as he drained the glass instead. "At the very least," he continued. "I'd like to get outta the fucking city for a bit and see the countryside. I ain't never seen the countryside."

"Believe me, it's overrated."

"Yeah? I'll judge for myself, baby." Anthony ordered another bottle of wine for the table, and then another since Husk asked for it. Husk had been trying to keep himself clean for a bit, starting afresh in Brooklyn, but as always happened a few months into a new state or town or city, Husk fell back into bad influences and his own helpless mind, tumbling off the bandwagon once more into whichever ditch lay waiting below. Anthony was certainly a whole influx of bad influences all rolled into one.

***

The two men stumbled down the street together, laughing far too loudly and slurring their words. Three shared bottles of wine later, and the two were completely pissed, holding each other up as they wandered back to Husk's car.

"That was your best opponent?" remarked Anthony, with a sharp cackle that trailed off into a hiccup. "Some fucker who couldn't even do math?"

"Swear to God, it was worse than that, he couldn't count no higher than 21 cuz he insisted that's all he needed."

"Fuck off, you're makin' this up."

"Swear on my life, the dealer told him he'd got twenty three and he stared at 'im like he'd suddenly started speakin' Chinese or something."

"And he beat you?!"

"Believe me, Angel, you ain't known suffering like losing cards to a guy who can't even count." Husk continued to chuckle over the story, but Anthony had paused, blinking at him in surprise until Husk finally noticed the silence. "What?"

"You called me Angel." Husk frowned as he tried to remember what he'd even said. He was far too drunk to think clearly.

"Yeah, I mean... that's your name, ain't it?"

"My name's Angelo." Anthony smiled softly. "Ain't nobody called me Angel before."

"Well, it suits you... all pink and blonde like some kinda cherub." They'd finally reached Husk's car, before he realised that both of them were too drunk to drive it. He groaned. "How the fuck are we supposed to get back to Brooklyn?"

"Oh hey, that's alright, I'm sure there's some hotel somewhere we can stay the night in."

"You got money for that? We're in Manhattan, that ain't gonna be cheap."

"Aw, don't worry about it, I'll figure something out." Husk wasn't sure he liked the sound of that considering Anthony's line of work, but he was too out of it to do much more than let Anthony lead him back through the streets to the nearest hotel. It was a fancy one, with a chandelier and everything, and Husk pulled Anthony back before they'd even reached the spinning doors.

"You ain't seriously considering this place, are ya?"

"What's the big deal? It's nice, and I can get us a room no problem."

"How rich are you?"

"I said don't worry about it, baby, you're in good hands." Anthony put his hands on his hips, swaying slightly as he put on his most confident appearance, but Husk wasn't buying it.

"There ain't no way that hotel's gonna accept either of us... we certainly don't look rich, for starters. Maybe you in your fancy suit, but I look like I came straight outta the bar."

"You can borrow my hat if you want," Anthony joked. Husk just scowled at him.

"I ain't embarrassing myself in there around a bunch of rich folks. I'm sure there's a cheaper place we can stay." He began to walk away, but Anthony stopped him.

"No," he said. "We're havin' a nice day together and I'm treating you to the very best o' New York City. Just trust me, alright?" Husk was naturally wary of whatever Anthony was planning, but he dutifully sat outside while Anthony strutted through the spinning doors. It was rather a marvel to behold, how the alcohol seemed to wash away completely and leave a man completely in charge of his own wits. It took around twenty minutes of Husk bouncing his leg up and down distractedly and waiting half in, half out of shadows to avoid being spotted and accused of lurking, but Anthony finally emerged. The smug smile on his face told Husk everything he needed to know.

"Right this way, sir," said Anthony, holding out an arm for Husk to take. "Our room awaits."

"Our?"

"You think I'm paying for two? I ain't made o' money." Husk took his arm suspiciously, hesitating just before they reached the doors. "They ain't gonna say anything, alright? I promise." Somehow, Husk found himself trusting Anthony, which is what scared him more than anything. He'd been taught along with his ABCs that he shouldn't trust anyone, but something about Anthony made that motto quieten down immediately. In a way, it was pretty funny that the guy Husk decided he wanted to trust was quite possibly the least trustworthy guy in New York City, but sure enough, none of the hotel staff said a word as he and Anthony made their way upstairs to some fancy, crystal-infused room that Husk wouldn't have been able to afford even after a million nights bartending.

Anthony whistled brightly and immediately flopped down on the bed, stretching out.

"Man, I could get used to this," he hummed.

"You mean you're not already? I thought you was supposed to be some rich mafia big shot."

"Eh... more or less." Anthony sat up and shook the hair out of his eyes. "Technically my brother controls the money I get, and he never gives me nearly enough." Husk sat down on the adjacent armchair, hovering for a moment as if he were too poor to even go near it without besmirching the silk pillows.

"You tell me the truth," he said. "Did you actually buy this room?"

"Would any answer make a difference?" Anthony retorted. "We got the room, didn't we?"

"I guess, but you can't expect me to know about your way of living without being a little suspicious of how we ended up in millionaire's hotel suite." Anthony stood up, made his way over to the chair and leant over it. His arms were placed either side, so as he bent over, his face was right up against Husk's.

"Or," he crooned softly. "We could just enjoy it while it lasts, kitten whiskers." Husk almost stopped breathing as he felt his heartbeat quicken. He knew Anthony was just teasing him, in the twisted way that Husk was starting to get used to, but boy was he good at it. It also didn't escape Husk's notice that Anthony was incredibly attractive up close, especially when his face wasn't marred by marks of violence that obscured his features. The only word to really describe him with was 'pretty' because that's exactly what he was. He was as pretty as a lady, one of those doll-like women you'd see on stage wearing glitter dresses, with pink lips and long eyelashes and shining eyes that were slightly too big for his delicate-looking face.

"What, uh... ." Husk cleared his throat awkwardly. "What did you have in mind?"

"More alcohol?" Anthony stood up casually, as if he hadn't just sent Husk's heart racing a moment ago with that suggestive tone to his voice. "I'm sure I can get us some posh champagne brought up and we can drink till we pass out on this gorgeous bed."

"Oh... sure, yeah. Sounds good." Husk quickly pulled himself together and excused himself into the ensuite. He was suddenly hyper aware of where he was and what he was doing, and he had no idea how to feel about it, or about the strangely handsome, inebriated, undoubtedly fucked up guy standing right outside the bathroom door.

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#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanfiction #huskerdust #angel dust x husk #angel dust #husk #hazbin hotel husk #alcohol

[irrelevantwriter]

What’s D&D?

Pairing: Eddie Munson (Stranger Things) x Female Reader/You

Rating: SFW, Fluff

Warnings: Language, hints of sexual acts (but nothing explicit), intimidating DM Eddie (hubba hubba)

Word Count: 1981

Summary: You thought you could get closer to your crush by joining Hellfire. Turns out, it wasn’t going to be that easy.

A/N: 100% based this off that meme of only joining Hellfire because you think Eddie is hot. Enjoy and share with your friends! Feedback is that good shit.💗

Disclaimer: As always, reader inserts are true reader inserts. If you find any specifics in regards to reader’s appearance, kindly let me know and I will fix that.

Disclaimer: Characters are of age in my fics.

*Check out my other Eddie fics here

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This was stupid.

So fucking stupid.

Probably one of the stupidest things you’d ever done.

But here you were, fiddling with your notebook as Eddie Munson stared you down from his Dungeon Master’s throne.

It was fucking intimidating. And you almost just gave up and walked out.

But then he smiled. And chuckled. His warm brown eyes swept over you in a way that you’d yearned for over the years. You didn’t think he’d ever noticed you before, which is what brought you here. Pleading your case to join Hellfire. All because you had a crush on him.

“We don’t usually just let people in,” he said with an amused smirk, steepling his fingers.

He was toying with you. An idea that made you both supremely embarrassed and outrageously horny.

“I realize that. I…I just really wanted to learn and I figured coming here would be as good of a place as any?” You tried hard to make sure your voice was steady. It was difficult with his probing stare still focused squarely on you.

He snickered.

You swallowed.

“It’s not really a club for newbies,” he replied, face growing more serious.

You were at least thankful that you’d managed to catch him alone and not with the rest of the club. You didn’t know if you’d be able to withstand the judgment if you had more than one set of eyes on you.

“No, yeah…that makes total sense,” you acquiesced, attempting to cover up your disappointment.

The truth was, you knew nothing about Dungeons & Dragons. Everything that you had learned had been researched over the last two days. When you’d finally decided to talk to Eddie Munson. The only issue was, you didn’t seem to have any interests in common that would inspire a natural conversation. So you’d decided, albeit stupidly, to try and join Hellfire. Somehow thinking it’d be easy.

You were very wrong.

“What do you know? About the game,” he prompted, features softening slightly.

“Uh…,” you trailed off, getting more nervous the longer you were alone with him. “It’s a fantasy role playing game. It involves magic and storytelling.”

You wanted to roll your eyes at yourself. You sounded like you were reading a book report.

Eddie must’ve felt the same because he laughed. A real laugh with his head thrown back and his Adam’s apple bobbing.

You shifted on your feet.

“That’s vague.”

You bit your lip at his remark, feeling about two inches tall. The loud screech of his chair being dragged across the floor made you jump. He stood and walked towards you, all denim and leather.

He stopped only a few feet from you, eyes roaming your face. You licked your lips, struggling to not take a step back. You hugged your binder to your chest, nails digging into the plastic.

You were so stupid.

“What’s your angle, sweetheart?”

The use of a nickname, plus the deeper octave of his voice, made you short circuit. You opened and closed your mouth but no words came.

“Cat got your tongue?”

He looked pleased with himself. Pleased to see you struggle under his watchful eye. You knew going to him wasn’t going to be a walk in the park, but you had no idea he’d be so unforgiving. And it only made your want for him grow.

Damn hormones.

“There’s no angle. I just wanna play,” you all but whispered, barely meeting his eyes.

That wasn’t exactly not true.

He pursed his lips as he took you in. His eyebrow arched, probably recognizing the sexual innuendo in your words but choosing not to comment on it.

“Probation. You get a probation period. You can sit in and watch, but you don’t get to play. And you’re not a member. Yet.”

You smiled as he spoke, ready to throw yourself at his feet. Both for his generosity and your intense need to blow him.

“Th-that works! Great!” You cringed at your enthusiasm. He seemed tickled by it.

“You start today. You can help me set up.” He turned from you and went back to his chair, gathering various figurines from the tabletop.

“Today?”

He sensed the hesitation in your voice. “Today. Unless you don’t really wanna—,”

“No, I do. I just wasn’t expecting it to happen so fast. I wasn’t prepared.”

He laughed. Low and slow. It made you shiver. He straightened and began placing candles all over the room, choosing not to light them just yet.

“Now is as good a time as any. If you’re serious, that is.”

His eyes narrowed in your direction as you silently nodded.

“Great! Let’s get started then, shall we?”

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The night had been a disaster.

It became painfully aware to everyone that you knew nothing about D&D. You’d tried so hard to make it seem as if you had a general knowledge of the game. That you’d actually done some research. Which you had. But having so many eyes on you, waiting, expecting you to fail, it fucked with you.

Plus, having the object of your feelings sitting next to you was enough to make you anxious.

It was hot in the room. It was stuffy. And you were trying so hard to follow. Eddie would occasionally lean over and ask you a question, and you’d mostly guess on what to do. Sometimes he would explain a concept better. And sometimes he’d check in. Make sure you were okay.

You were not.

You were ready to hightail it out of there and never look back. Surely your crush wasn’t worth all this?

“Sweetheart,”

You paused as you gathered your bag, turning towards Eddie as he broke off from his conversation with a few of the senior members. They eyed you as they walked out, smirks aimed in your direction.

You tried hard to ignore them and made your way over to Eddie. He was leaning against the table’s edge, arms crossed. He looked good. Hair highlighted by the still burning candlelight. His forearms on display for once while his leather jacket sat abandoned behind him. And suddenly, everything you’d been putting yourself through was worth it. Seeing him like that…well it was enough to make all your hesitation dissipate. If just for the moment.

“Look, I’m sorry for wasting your time. I’m an idiot. I should’ve never come here,” you hastily rambled once you’d made it to him. You played with the hem of your shirt, eyes looking everywhere but at him.

“You haven’t got a fucking clue what you’re doing, do you?”

You stilled at his words, catching the glint in his eye as he looked at you.

Hot humiliation filled your insides as you shook your head.

“So, I’ll ask again…what’s your angle?”

You sighed, realizing your little charade had come to an end. He made you too nervous. Too worked up. There was no way you could keep your cool with him mere feet from you, whispering in your ear while he asked about spellcasting or whatever the fuck he’d probed you about earlier.

“I don’t know shit about D&D,” you finally confessed, biting your lip.

“That’s obvious.”

“I just—,” you stopped short, not sure what you were about to say or admit. Once the truth was out there, there was no getting it back. And Eddie may not be so kind about you wasting his time over a highschool girl’s irrelevant crush. For all you knew, he had a girlfriend. Or girls he entertained.

“You just what?” He made you meet his gaze as he pressed you for an answer.

“I like you. And I don’t know...I convinced myself that we had nothing in common so I should try to join Hellfire. But I don’t know anything about D&D. And I wasted everyone’s time. And I feel terrible about that. I really do.”

You weren’t exactly sure when you’d basically started pleading, but you had. Your hands were folded under your chin as you practically poured your heart out to the one person who had the power to hurt you.

A long silence stretched out as he soaked up your rushed confession. You couldn’t read his expression. He didn’t look pissed, but he didn’t exactly look pleased either.

You should’ve kept your mouth shut.

“I’m gonna go,” you finally said after a solid minute had passed. You were humiliated, but you schooled your features into indifference. You turned to go and leave Eddie in his intense moment of contemplation when a hand reached out to stop you.

“Wait,” he finally said, his touch directing you back to the spot in front of him. He was no longer leaning against the table. No longer relaxed with his movements.

You crossed your arms and waited, missing the warmth of his hand once he finally drew it back.

“So let me get this straight…” He licked his lips, eyes staring far off as he recapped what happened moments before. “You like me. You don’t know anything about D&D. And the only reason you came here was because you wanted to have something in common with me. Because you like me. Did I get that right?”

You nodded, feeling incredibly foolish and juvenile hearing your “plan” recited back to you.

Eddie’s unreadable expression shifted. His eyes lit up. His lips pulled back into a genuine smile. His shoulders relaxed. He licked his lips again, only this time he did it with real purpose.

“You’re cute.”

Your nose wrinkled at the compliment. While there was no hint of condescension in his voice, it felt like he was pandering.

“Cute?” You scoffed at the use of such an adjective.

“Pretty? Adorable? Attractive?”

Your attitude tempered as he listed off more adjectives. Adjectives that made you weak in the knees.

“This isn’t funny,” you pouted, nerves once again filling your stomach as you fiddled with the ring on your right hand.  

“It’s not?” he asked in bemusement, obviously taking great joy in torturing you. “Because I think it is.”

“I’m glad my embarrassment entertains you.”

“Hey, hey, whoa…,” he’d stopped you from leaving again, this time settling his ringed hands on your shoulders. He held your gaze, giving you nowhere to escape to. “It’s funny because you could’ve just told me from the beginning. Instead of trying to…I don’t know, impress me,” he laughed, making you smile.

“I would’ve told you, and then what? You laugh?” you threw back, ignoring the way he inched closer to you.

“No. I would never.”

You ignored the need to remind him that he’d been laughing at you all evening.

“I just—,” he paused, face growing serious as he removed his hands from your shoulders and shrugged. “I’ve never had anyone openly admit they have a crush on me. Especially someone like you.”

“Someone like me?”

“Beautiful. Smart. A bit of a manipulator.”

You gasped at his words, but the crack of a smile made you hold your tongue.

“So let’s do this the right way then, hm?”

You furrowed your brows in confusion. Eddie reached for your hands and held them in his, his face soft and vulnerable as he gazed at you.

“Will you accompany me to a dinner of cheap burgers and fries?”

You laughed at his proposal, wanting to pull your hands away in a sudden bout of bashfulness. But he wouldn’t let you. He wouldn’t let you shy away from him.

“Yeah, I suppose so,” you answered with a teasing smile.

He grinned and squeezed your hands before releasing you. He grabbed his jacket and pulled his car keys from his pocket.

“Let’s go, sweetheart.”

He started to head for the door and you scrambled for your things, realizing he was leaving some of his D&D props behind.

“Now?”

He held the door open as you passed, a charming smirk aimed right at you as he winked. “Now’s as good a time as any.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things

[thesmutalorian]

Yeah  they made the feral predator way too hot. The credits came on and I immediately went to Ao3 like “let’s see what the girlies have to say about thissssss” 🤭 I saw the original predator almost a decade ago and as much as I liked it, never would of guessed I’d be here now 🙂

 the ooman shit kills me, like why do they have these scary ass aliens saying such silly shit I’m gonna die. 

Turns ouuuuut, I actually have more to sayyyyy, but you don’t have to respond: I feel bad bc I don’t have an Ao3 account so I can never comment, but Gorl if I did, id have a whole essay for every chapter, including reaction images 😤. Ik you aren’t currently writing from Ta'Kesh’s POV (which is perfectly fine lol), but I really appreciated how you did so. The predator POV is so fun to read, they’re just so damn cold and pragmatic and just ALIEN yk? (Ta’kesh makes me laugh bc he’s such a lil psycho lol). At least when done right I think. The dynamic you have set up is really interesting, like I love a good slow burn enemies to friends to lovers, but the cultural differences and species hierarchy sets it up for some really fascinating (JUICY) interactions/character development. I was unfortunate enough to come upon your story very early, there aren’t many other fics that hold up to the standard you set! (Have you read The Devil You Know? One of the only other quality fics I’ve found that seems to accurately portray that sort of dynamic- 10/10 recommend). 

But anyway, the arrogance, the entitlement, just the cold bluntness makes predator fic so engaging to me. When you take a person with that deeply ingrained of a mindset (that’s another aspect I love, the question of whether or not yautjas are innately “predatory” or if it’s largely due to cultural upbringing) and force them to interact with with someone they deem inferior in a way they never have had to before (and there was only ONE BED heheh) I’m eating that shit up with 2 hands like GOOD SOUP!!😤😤😤

 I appreciate it even more with a quality OC and I like Charlie a lot. I really struggle with reader/you fics bc beyond me just being like “lol I would not do that”, I like having an established character to root for :). She has an interesting past that you’ve managed to portray in an appealing and unostentatious way. Reminds me of Rust cohle from True Detective.  I like that she’s very brave, but not to the point of ridiculousness lol. She has her moments where she’s able to act courageously in order to try to survive, but still gets intimidated/scared (extremely valid) sometimes with the big ass scary aliens. Do you have anyone in mind for how she looks?

Some highlights so far:

Greatly enjoyed ta’kesh’s cringe fail lake venture where Charlie showed his ass up while he fucking stands in the background looking like a drowned ass rat ahahah but watching her Commit Violence like 👀

Idk why but aliens using bidets is so fucking funny to me

Kinda living for ta’kesh being a dork and talking to his cat all the time hehe

let me see what the girlies have to sayyyyy 👏🏼 absolutely the correct response. my friend and I stand by that alien v predator could've been entirely more romantic if they were brave enough but 🤪 no cause literallyyyyy when I read ooman I hear it in a baby voice and I canNOT take it seriously, like bless those authors truly but whoever started the ooman precedent.... I just wanna talk 🧍🏻‍♀️ and girly pop ofc I'm gonna respond you took the time to let me know how you feel and I /love/ interaction okay (I think there's a way to comment anon on ao3 with like a guest account or name or something but maybe I'm wrong idk) but either way you take the time I want to show my appreciation

I stopped his POV just cause I felt like I was backtracking and I'm already so slow (rip sorry) but I really do want to come back to it in the future just to have fun revealing his inner workings (cause sometimes I be writing things and giggling like pookie is such a brat and then I remember y'all can't hear the goofy ass voices in my head and you only know the story I show you) but yes yes their differences are gonna play out in so many ways that I just can't wait for 😇 AND YES IVE READ FRIGGY one of the few I made it all the way through and then had to literally have a whole moment to process that there wasn't a second part 😗😗 sick I tell you, sick,, but I completely understand the not being able to read FPOV or self insert because of the "ummm I would never" --- because that's EXACTLY how I started writing 💀😭 I was chatting w my friend and we were like ok but isn't it kinda weird how fast some of these fmc just like... accept the whole ass murder crab men? also--- how do they survive well in space and from there Charlie was born ahahahHA I was like ok but what if I made it realistic for bits (as realistic as scifi can be) and then asked people to suspend their disbelief for the fun bits like the space pond and the tail n shit 🤭🤭

I have a whole board of art for ta'kesh but I've never really stopped to think about Charlie 🧐🧐

YES DROWNED RAT IS SOOOOO RIGHT mans really does have an ego, which, like rightfully earned? but also... must be checked whenever author feels he needs it (all the time 😇)

the bidet was me being like what is something that isn't necessarily commonplace, but feels bougie enough that an advanced society would have it regularly around.... ah yes.... Bidet.

ta'kesh is a cat girl, confirmed

I promise to bring you more good soup in the future 🍲

#ao3 #yautja #answered #close quarters #fanfic

[chidoroki]

Ron Kamonohashi EP3

aka: your typical hot spring shenanigans

I really wanna know what’s the deal with those markings on Ron’s body. Aside from the 96 looking one on the side of his neck, there’s smaller ones around it that we don’t see nowadays so did the majority of them fade?

“And to ensure that justice is never overshadowed by evil, we train detective. We cannot have a detective who kills people.” I know both organizations have their differences, but BLUE reminds me of the Sibyl System just a little bit.. also Bifrost but only because of how everyone is sitting around a large table acting all superior.

The lady in charge at BLUE talking about Ron’s punishment only to have the upbeat OP play seconds right after is kinda hilarious. Talk about a mood shift.

Aww Ron being such a good cat dad buying it all kinds of food and stuff. Also, his shirt with the little face is adorable.

He’s gonna win the lottery on the first try, isn’t he.. yuuuupp, a trip to the hot springs for you!

“We’ve handed out both the grand and second-place prizes.” I bet ya anything the purple haired man from BLUE won second.

Oh, speak of the devil.. now that we got a better look at him.. yeah, he’s fine. & he does indeed share a voice actor with Friede so that’s gonna give me whiplash hearing my adorable professor suddenly sound all sinister.

Nevermind this man also winning the lottery, he’s somehow working at said spring instead. Glasses fit him well too.

Oh! Yeah now that we can get a better look at Ron, he really doesn’t have any of those other markings on his body anymore besides the one on his neck.

“I once suffered injuries all over my body, yet this was the only one that scarred.” I’ve received answers yet now have more questions!

Even Ron believes part of it looks like a 6, but still, how did ya get a scar like that?

This man is obsessed with his black sugar syrup that he even drowns his rice with it.

Uh huh, I had a feeling Ron was gonna take the ping-pong game seriously so I was excited to see a full match, but the fool lost the ball after the first serve.. shame.

Oh my god, it was Amamiya who won the second place prize! Poor girl walked right in on the boys in the bath.. she’s never gonna live that down.

Ron is so hellbent on playing Life with everyone and he’s gonna get his wish darn it!

Ohhh that wife from earlier found lifeless in the spring, seems as if that legend is coming true.

With everyone playing Life from midnight to 2am, that really lowers the suspects down a bit I think.

Ron, for fucks sake, always getting up close and personal to the dead huh?

Damn, purple-Friede putting all the heat on Amamiya instantly since she was the only one who returned to her room last night without playing the game.

Oh he definitely planned for this so he could catch Ron sleuthing.

I swear I’m gonna swoon each and every time we get a glimpse of Ron’s eyes.

#kamonohashi ron no kindan suiri #episode reaction

[mr-laveau]

Sadhil•Sweetheart Headcanons

(we're back at it again apparently, also I don't wanna shut up about Sadhil cuz he's my bbg)

Sadhil Kapoor(he/they) is pan + poly.

As a kid, Sadhil used to watch a lot of detective media so they pretty much picked up how to speak like that and have never stopped since then. Their favourite was Columbo.

Sadhil smokes actually, Milo jokes that it's all a part of the brooding detective act but Sam can attest that the stealth used to be quite the smoker in DAMN.

Speaking of Sam and DAMN, as people who've read Ghost of the Past know, Sadhil and Sam were very close roommates way back when.

The discord can attest that Sweetheart is in fact a heartbreaker, a whore if you will, they've been around the block, especially during their time at DAMN

Sadhil, Cam and Morgan spend a lot of time together during their lunch breaks talking shit about everyone else at the department. They've got all the tea in everyone and spill it with each other.

Guy was their boyfriend in highschool before they realized they were better as friends. They still have each other's numbers and text a lot.

Sadhil's eyes are naturally lilac, I have a hc that stealths have naturally lighter eyes colours since they reflect light like cats in the dark.

Guess who's in the "I hate my mom" club? It's Sadhil. He doesn't have the best relationship with his mom and he doesn't have a relationship with his dad cuz 👻.

They are unofficially Vincent's parole officer. Vince used to get in trouble a lot, especially when Sadhil was a rookie and now it's just automatic for DUMP to direct Vince to Sadhil whenever he shows up on their radar.

Sadhil, my AuDHD child. I love him so.

Has every pack member's criminal records memorized and will use it as blackmail for their schemes if prompted.

Sadhil has two younger brothers who drop by his and Milo's place to hang out when they have the time.

In my head, they do eventually quit working with DUMP and join the pack in Shaw Security much like their imperium self.

Sadhil didn't learn how to cook much of their mom's recipes but they do know how to make a good ass guava cheese.

They have nicknames for their partners; they call Milo "boo", David is "Boss", Sam gets called "toots", Darren's nickname is "Sweetie", Vincent is "wise guy", they call Lasko "handsome" and Angel gets called "Doll".

Sadhil's voice, for anyone who's curious, is a soft, raspy Brooklyn accent. Yes, people ask if they're really from Dahlia, and yes, they're tired of being asked that.

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted fandom #redacted asmr headcanons #redacted audio headcanons #redacted headcanons #redacted audio sweetheart #redacted asmr sweetheart #redacted sweetheart #desi sweetheart

[munson-blurbs]

TUI7

OKAY MARION, THATS IT.

Our boy is so sad, Ms. Sweetheart, make him feel better fast!!😩

Okay so now I wanna square up with Marion AND H’s mom…. Line em up!

“But where the fuck was I? On the road, thinking I could be a rockstar and take care of a family. If I had stayed back, I could’ve stopped her. I would’ve seen that she wasn’t just doing it at parties or shows; she was an addict. I could’ve gotten her help; I could’ve saved my son from being born a goddamn coke addict!” 😭😭

“Harris’s mom is an atrocious excuse for a human being, and so is Ms. Marion?” <- PREACH

“Look, I’m not saying the Cat-and-Mouse is the nicest thing to do,” he interrupts, cheeks aflame at the mere mention of it, “but I guess it really fucked with me for someone I…someone I just met…to call me stupid.” <- But boy, you were acting stupid. 😒

“Eddie flinches, but not for the reason you think. No, it’s because he hates that you’re fearful of his reaction. He hates that he’s made you afraid of him.”

At this, you giggle. “Eddie, you’re not paying me to work with my,” you lower your voice mid-protest, even though the door is closed and no one else is around, “favorite student.” <- 🥰 Like everyone doesn’t know 😏

He walked her to her car😍

He knows it’s not correct, and you watch as his shoulders begin to slump dejectedly. “I…I don’t know.” His lower lip juts out, quivering as he admits it. SWEET BABY HARRIS, EVERYTHING IS FINE!!!!😩

“It’s a princess.” His eyes flit between you and the pink poofy dress-clad cartoon. “Me an’ Daddy think you’re pretty like a princess.” Harris Munson you work that wingman magic. ✨

“No worries,” Eddie waves off your concern, scooping Harris up and resting him against his hip. “Harris can sit on my lap.” “Or I can sit on Ms. Sweetheart’s lap!” Harris squeals, wriggling out of his dad’s grasp. “Or Ms. Sweetheart can sit on your lap!”

you know damn well Mac Daddy Wayne is helping this kid try to get his dad a date. 🤣😂

Eddie helping rescue Grandma and listening to her give him the same compliment over and over. 💚

He smacks the sponge against a plate and harshly brushes it up and down, still staring at you. “Oops,” he deadpans, rinsing it and haphazardly placing it in the dishrack before picking up another one. “Oops again.” This menace of a man 😍

“I don’t usually have anyone to talk to at night, either. And with Harris–I mean, I love him to fuckin’ death, but a guy can only hear so much about the latest episode of Mighty Morphin Power Rangers.” (As a nanny, I can confirm.😂) He clears his throat, but the words come out even softer somehow. “I like talking to you.” 😍🥰 I ALMOST CAN’T STAND THE CUTENESS, YOUR HONOR.

Using Harris to hand off notes!?! 😚🤌🏼

BUG!!!! These chapters some how get better and better and I have no idea how it’s possible. 😩 So much love fluff stuffed into this chapter and I love it. Absolutely adore how Eddie was about to break down and went to the one person he knew would make him feel safe. 🥺 I love this series so much!!! I obviously can’t wait for the next part but you know I will wait for however long it takes. 😂 LOVE YOU AND THIS STORY, BUG!!!💚🥰😘

B, the way I look forward to your post-chapter messages...your feedback means everything to me!

Feeling safe and vulnerability are a huge theme in this series. Both Eddie and Ms. Sweetheart have walls up, afraid to let people see their vulnerable sides, and it is super satisfying to watch them gradually bring their walls down until I ruin it again.

And, yes, Harris and Wayne are the true MVPs of this series, and I will not stand for any opposing opinions.

Love you moreeeeee!

#answered

[dream-meister-translations]

NOAH - VOICE COLLECTION

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"Oh, you're here today. Then you should make me dinner, I'm hungry."

"Korokuro has grown to really like you. Guess it's 'cause we've been around you for so long."

"I hope the country we are going to this time has beautiful forests."

"If you don't hurry up, I'm gonna leave you behind."

"Korokuro says he's hungry."

"You don't gotta go to a shop for something like this. I'm sure we can find it in the forest."

"Damn… I can't keep losing like this. Emma, let's try again. I'm not giving up and you better not give up either."

"Your food is so delicious. Other than Gran, you make the best food I've ever tasted."

"When I get tired I cuddle up with Korokuro. He's so fluffy and warm, it relaxes me right away."

"I will protect the weak and get stronger, so that I can be a great king."

"I'm fighting for the things I believe in, I don't care if I don't have friends."

"I will be stronger."

"You say you're my friend…? Hmm… Just don't get in my way, okay?"

"Since you came to Moon Wanderers, the food is always so delicious."

"Korokuro knows a bad guy when he sees one, that's why he likes you so much. I don't think you're a bad guy either."

"Here. I got these for you. They're grapes. I picked the sweetest ones I could find. I guess I wanted to see your happy face. I don't know why."

"I'm starting to understand how to make you happy. 'Cause you are simple and honest."

"…Are you not coming? If you dawdle, I'll leave you behind."

"C'mon, let's get out of here. We've had enough fun already, haven't we?"

"Yeah, what? …….. If you don't have anything to say, don't talk to me."

"……Did you just call for me? Why are you smiling like that? Weirdo."

"If you have something to say, say it. I can't tell if you're just playing with me."

"If I didn't wanna come, I would have said no. Besides, Korokuro looked like he wanted to go for a walk."

"The number of poachers are on the rise these days. I'm gonna hunt down every last one of them."

"Hey…Don't stare at me like that. It makes me uncomfortable."

"Do my eyes bother you? It's not that unusual. Even cats can be born with two different colored eyes."

"Don't stare at me like that. I'm not in a good mood."

"It's not that I don't like you. It just makes me feel weird."

"What? You don't have to get so close."

"You just surprised me approaching me so suddenly. I'm not angry or anything."

"It's nice to take a walk every once in a while. Look, Korokuro is having fun too."

"Korokuro, it's time to head home. Oh, it seems he still wants to play some more. He really likes being around you, Emma."

"I'm hungry. Let's go back. You can cook me dinner."

"Hmm, what's wrong? If I'm walking too fast for you just tell me, I'll slow down."

"You're wondering about my cloak? It was given to me by Gran and the others when I joined the Moon Wanderers."

"If you have something to say, use your words."

"I don't know why you're laughing."

"You're doing a lot of weird stuff. I don't get it."

"You think my hands are small? Well, they're gonna get bigger, just you watch."

"What's wrong? Are you cold? Then I guess you can hold my hand."

"Your hands are strange…I feel so warm and relaxed when they are touching me."

"Korokuro also looks happy when you pet him. Maybe your warmth makes him feel safe. It makes me feel safe too."

"Crow and Itsuki look nothing alike, but sometimes I mistake them as brothers with how they act."

"Gran's food is always delicious. But sometimes I eat so much my stomach hurts."

"Rouge. I don't know anyone by that name. Do you, Korokuro?"

"When you first showed up I thought you were a weirdo. I wasn't too happy about it. But, I've gotten used to you being around. Especially 'cause the food you make is so delicious. I think Korokuro likes you too."

"You don't have to make such a fuss about it. I don't celebrate my human birthday."

"I don't need that many gifts!"

(gift like) "This is my favorite thing, how did you know?"

(gift normal) "Hmm…I guess it could be used for something. I'll take it."

(gift dislike) "I don't need this. Why don't you give it to someone else?"

"Stop it! I'm going to be the king! You can't just touch me like that!"

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LYKOS : Hey, Noah, I made you this by hand. Do you like it? NOAH : A wood carving of Korokuro? Wow… It looks very cute. Hey, why are you smiling like that?

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ITSUKI : Noah, I've been wondering… How do you know I'm happy, even when I haven't said anything to you? NOAH : It's pretty obvious. The corners of your mouth are reaching a little higher than usual…

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NOAH : Itsuki, if you're just gonna be lazy, I'm leaving you behind. ITSUKI : You're such a hardass, Noah…

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#Otome #Yumekuro #Yumekuro Translations #YMKR translations #YMKR #Dream Meister Translations #Otome Translations #Dream Meister And The Recollected Black Fairy #Dream Meister And The Recollected Black Fairy translations #noahvoice

[blinky-skyd]

ty ilu mwah

nylon started out as my splatsona in splatoon 2, based on the bangs cut that i usually used & my favorite outfit in game, sneaky beanie, takoroka nylon vintage, mint drakoniks. still slaps, waiting for all the gear to come back to s3😭 they were kinda a blank slate for a while since i didnt know what to do w them. but since theyre a sona i get to unload whatever personal bullshit on them! when i first started playing splatoon i got obsessed quickly w salmon run (still am) but also grizzco as a whole, i LOVED the mystery and shadyness and grungy atmosphere of it all. i tried to do something w that for a really long time (bout a year) but now its just an alternate universe thing. i tried to make alternations but. clare from fleabag voice ITS UNSALVAGABLE. um so au it is.

anyw the more ive developed them the more theyve kinda become their own character. they have the usual rough childhood, gets into messy bs and toxic friend groups as a teenager, gets kicked out at 18, goes from shitty job to shitty job, theyre just a depressed mfer! they love getting high and getting some. theyd rather die than get close to people or form meaningful bonds. they simultaneously think theyre hot shit and the worst. eyebags galore. oh yeah they could commit war crimes given any good reason (not morally) but otherwise theyre lazy. they have good music taste but also have a selection of sad songs they listen to when the homies arent around. she loves judd the cat. when they were a kid they begged their parents for ages to get a pet spider (are tarantulas canon in splatoon idk). they got it btw (named blaze) their parents were Not happy. theyve drunkenly passed out in public an embarrasing amount of times. she rates her hookups in her notes app, divided into categories even. she hasnt had a healthy meal in months. she doesnt know what a mental health is. she has one of those “damn bitch you live like this” rooms full of empty cans. she can play the piano and knows minecraft songs. they have double the daddy issues. theyre eerily similar to jessie pinkman from breakind bad but /j. they act tough & pretend they dont like physical affection cus they dont wanna admit they need a hug. idk how to talk abt ocs normally online i didnt even say basic info. theyre 22, nb purple or blue ink. ive coped w this bitch too much i owe them one. half of my sketchbook is filled w doodles of them

edit; now comes with a playlist and pinboard

#blinky speaks #wrow nylon lore heyo #slaps their back. this guy can fit so much trauma in them! #if u waaaaant u can ask questions or send me asks abt my failgirl babygirl oc? 👉👈 #i think i drank the wrong tea it was supposed to be sleepytime tea but ive never felt MORE AWAKE #drugs ment tw #alcohol ment #splatoon #nylon

[moon-ursidae]

ALRIGHT YA’LL KNOW THE DRILL HERE

there will be spoilers for all of the last of us part 1 and all of the last of us part 2 under the cut!!

i’ll be sharing my notes and thoughts as i play each session!!

again SPOILERS ARE UNDER THE CUT SO IF YOU DO NOT WANT SPOILERS DO NOT SELECT READ MORE

PLAY SESSION 1 (i am horrified)

i just want to start by saying that i already know a decent amount about this game. i never thought that i, myself, would be playing these games, so i watched playthroughs when they first came out. since then, spoilers have been plastered all over the internet. so. yknow. i’m aware of what i’m getting myself into. ANYWAY to the session log!

total play time: 6 and a half hours

HERE WE GO YA’LL

i haven’t opened the game yet AHH

i know the music is gonna ruin me

my heart is beating so fast

i’m configuring settings and i hear water oh god

FUCK IT’S THE BOAT

AHHHH

OKAY THIS IS REALLY HAPPENING

I HIT START AHHHHH

C H I L L S down my body just seeing the neck of the fucking guitar

i’m already tearing up from joel telling the story to tommy

THAT’S PEDRO PASCAL

THAT IS PEDRO PASCAL BITCH

IN THE CAR WHEN HE LOOKS TO THE SIDE BC ELLIE STARTED STIRRING AWAKE??

THAT IS JUST AN OLDER PEDRO BRO

ANYWAY sorry i just understand very much why they offered him this role

STOP THE CUT TO THE LAST CUTSCENE WHEN THE FIRST GAME ENDS I’M CRYING

AND THE MUSIC

FUCK YOU

this looks fucking amazing.

the fucking music. GUSTAVO. GENIUS BRO.

this is fucking gorgeous. i am taking my fuckin T I M E

STARRING ASHLEY JOHNSON TROY BAKER AND LAURA BAILEY I KNOW THAT’S RIGHT

WOOOO

THAT SHOT?? HIM WALKIN INTO TOWN?? JESUS F U C K

ARE WE ALREADY AT THE FUTURE DAYS CUTSCENE????

omg omg she’s listening to the song she sings in the trailer i think A H H

and the bandages on her arm where her scar is 🥺

the way that joel tucks his shirt in now omg such a dad

THE SAVAGE STARLIGHT POSTER🥹

THE STANCE™️

THE WAY THAT MY DAD DOES THIS SAME FUCKING THING WHERE HE’LL GO TO TELL ME A JOKE HE HEARD AND FORGOT IT

I’M GONNA C R Y LATER

HIS AWKWARD LIL STEPS TO THE DOOR TO GET THE GUITAR STOP

“you wanna hear sumn” JOEL PLEASE I’M GONNA SOB

troy has such a nice voice! and also to voice act while singing simultaneously?? crazy

THEY ARE SO-

UUGGGHHHHHH🥺🥺🥺

it’s always in the prologue that they showcase Joel being a dad and i’m like damn this is how me and my dad are and they’re like “would be a shame if something bad happened” and i SOB

“you kissed dina?” TEA

THE WAY SHE’S LIKE 😶

okay i already very much like jesse he seems like such a nice guy!

again i know what happens just let me have this goddamnit

ELLIE HAS A PS3 THAT’S WHAT’S UP BRO WHAT GAMES YOU GOT??

JAK AND DAXTER SLAY

UNCHARTED 1 & 2 SLAY

this taylor guitar is gorgeous bro AH

the pictures on her corkboard above the bed🥺

i wish we got to see and know more about cat she looks like a cool ass character

is that the toy she stole for sam?? i thought she left that at his grave? so it may be a new one to remember him by? i dunno

DINNER BREAK BEFORE I CONTINUE

okayyyy to the outside… where it’s snowing…. and ellie is wearing this outfit…

and joel and tommy are out scouting…

FUCK

i love how slowly through the environment it tells you how jackson survives. through community. it’s gorgeous worldbuilding.

FIRST CARD HELL YEA

IS THAT BUCKLEY??? AHHHH

AND GUSTAVO!!!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!!!

HE’S PLAYING A VERSION OF THE LAST OF US THEME AHHHHHHH

I HEAR MARISHA RAY AND MATT MERCER?? AHHHHHHH CRITICAL ROLE CAST COME THROOUUUGGGHHHH

it’s also really wonderful to see kids being kids during this. especially for their age. they’re too young to deal with the bullshit that comes along with an apocalypse world

PEOPLE ARE SHIT TALKING ELLIE BRO THEY LITERALLY STARTING HUSHING EACH OTHER AS I APPROACHED LMAOOOOO

there are so many people at the bar at fucking 6:30am ya’ll

“i don’t wanna hear what that bigot has to say” as you fucking should ellie

also maria is so pretty!!!!

and dina is patroling w ellie?

sooooo many great signs here 🥲

“bigot sandwiches” SHE’S SO FUNNY

CARD #2 BRO YEEEAAAA

“we’re fine” BC THEY HAD THE TALK ON THE PORCH AND 😭😭😭😭😭😭

DIIIINNNNAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!

“i’m not even playing!” THERE SHE IS FERAL ELLIE

“i hate this kid so much” okay and i love ellie

“you wanna fuck em up?” THEY’RE SO MADE FOR EACH OTHER YOU’RE JOKING

THE SNOWBALL FIGHT WAS SO FUCKING CUTE AHHHHH

DINA IS SO GOOD W KIDS 🥹

THE SPARKLES IN THE SNOW?? GODDAMN

DO I HEAR KHARY PAYTON AT THESE STABLES??

they even included the detail of farriers dude there is someone cleaning this horse’s hoof

AND YURI LOWENTHAL WOOOOOO

shimmer acquired ✅

I DON’T WANNA LEAVE JACKSON DUDE

and the music seems so ominous like HSKAHSKAHSOS

FUCK IT’S THE CABIN

I SAW MEL

I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT IS HAPPENING

THIS EARLY?????

PLAYING AS HER?? THIS EARLY???

THE FABRIC ANIMATION ON HER SLEEPING BAG??? INSANE

listen i have nothing but raging and wholesome love for laura bailey but this one is gonna be difficult

her performance is phenomenal don’t get me wrong. this is just gonna be hard

THIS EARLY??

also they all start exiting a garage

joel rode the horse out of the garage

ellie lives in a remodeled garage/shed

and abby walks out of the garage w owen

idk if that’s a connection at all but just something i noticed i guess

owen also gives me weird vibes idk

this feels wrong being on the stick as abby

yooooooo that’s a really cool camera trick to convey her perception of heights and her fear

the snow and scenery look fucking gorgeous oh my god

FUCK of course he wanted to show her JACKSON

FUCKIN HELL

AND OF COURSE HE SAW JOEL AND TOMMY GO ON PATROL

MOTHERFUCKERRRRRRR

“assuming he’s in there, how do we get to him?”

I KNOW WHO THE FUCK THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT AND I’M SICK TO MY FUCKING STOMACH

AND NOW I HAVE TO LEAD HER TO JOEL???

F U C K DUDE I’M KAVSKABSKSH

i genuinely am so fucking anxious dude

like my hands are sweating and my stomach is turning over and i’m gonna vom bro

this is ALOT of dead folks oh my god

DODGE?? fuck yea

OH MY GOD THE WAY SHE STOMPED ITS HEAD AHHHH

this game is definitely more brutal damn

GOD THE INFECTED ARE SO MUCH SCARIER

“where’s the patrol?” NO WHERE. LONG GONE. SOOOOOOOOO GONE.

ellie and dina are so cute together

THE BONG💀

honestly eugene sounded pretty fuckin awesome i would wanna go out like him too

GOD I LOVE SNOWY ENVIRONMENTS

“i was thinking of inviting joel over for a movie” i- wh- 😭😭😭😭😭

cheesy 80s action movies??? MY KIND OF GUY BRO!

ALSO PLEASE NAUGHTY DOG STOP GIVING HIM MORE HUMANITYYYY AND GRAVITAS IT HUURTS

“you wanna meet up after?” “uhh.. okay. i’ll play guitar for you.” ELLIEEEEEEEEEE I SEE YOU

ANUTHA CARD BABYYYYY

i was wondering when we would see infected

dina worried about ellie dying bc of infection and ellie’s like “deal.” 😶

oh shit this storm is picking up HELLA

EUGENE WAS A FIREFLY

i wish so badly for them to go more into joel and tommy’s time after outbreak day jfc

ANUTHA CARD

ANUTHA PS3

damn i wish we had a ps3 in the library

i love the new weapons upgrade system

like you physically see the gun change and add shit onto it

so dope

DAMN! eugene had WEED bro

but this also means….

it’s super close now..

“smash bradi’s cooch” BRO NOT THE PLAY ON NAUGHTY DOG GAME TITLES

omg plz the way she breaks the joint jar

THERE WAS SOMETHING ELSE I MEANT TO LOOK AT BEFORE THIS CUTSCENE GODDAMNIT

their chemistry is CRAZZYYYYY dude i feel like i’m intruding on their time

THE WAY ELLIE LOOKS AT HEEERRRRRRR

THE WAY THEY LOOK AT EACH OTHERRRRRRRR

THE WAY SHE FLICKS THE JOINT AND GRABS HER FACE WAS SMOOOOOOTH AS FUCK

oh no. ohhhhh no. i am now abby. oh fuck.

fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck

A HORDE???? THIS IS HORRIFYING OH MY GOD

THE FENCE IS GONNA CRUSH MEEEEEEEEE

i have to pause. it’s joel. i-

FUUUUUCK

FUCK. HER REACTION WHEN TOMMY TELLS HER ITS JOEL. FUCK.

LAURA BAILEY IS SO GOOD

AND THE WAY HER VOICE GETS SHAKY?

LAUUURRRRAAAAAAAAAA

TELLING THEM WHERE HER FRIENDS ARE AND THAT’S GONNA LEAD THEM TO THE CABIN AND FUUUUUUUUUUUCK MAN.

GOOODDD LAURA’S ACTING. JESUS.

AND THEN CUT TO ELLIE AND DINA AHHH

WAIT I THOUGHT SHE TOLD DINA SHE WAS IMMUNE LATER???? IS SHE GOING TO RN??

SHE IS. OH MY GOD.

i’m lowkey glad she doesn’t believe it

“tommy and joel didn’t show up”

NOT PREPARED

FUCK FUCK FUCK THEY’RE INSIDE THE HOUSE NOW

i literally feel sick to my stomach i’m so worried for him and tommy and ellie bro

tommy’s being so nice to them offering them supplies and everything too GOOOOODDDDDD

FUUUUUCK THE WAY THEY ALL LOOK UP AT HIM WHEN HE INTRODUCES HIMSELF AS JOEL

FUUUUUCK THE SHOTGUN

when i tell you that i am so close to losing my dinner i am not joking

THE EMOTION IN HIS EYES WHEN HE LOOKED AT ELLIE

HE LOOKED SO TIRED BUT SO SCARED FOR ELLIE

i am pausing. jesus fucking christ. (stopped for a good while here bc obvious reasons)

it hurts me knowing that ellie didn’t even have the strength to even stand up when dina found her and joel and tommy.

tommy coming to check on her😭

she looks about as bad as i do rn

my poor sweet ellie🥺

tommy’s so awkward bc he’s probably like “does joel want me to treat her like a daughter? do i carry on what he started? do i try to forge this relationship with her?” and struggling to tell ellie that they may not be able to afford going to seattle if it means that ALL of jackson would be vulnerable. bc he doesn’t like it either. he wants to go for abby too.

FUCK man.

THE HUG.

F U C K

THE HEADSTONE STOP

the lil chair and wind chimes outside🥹

all the flowers out front??????

he really had an impact on jackson🥺

her hand shaking at the door FUCK

HE HAD A COWBOY HAAATTTT😭😭😭😭

HIS OWL MUG 😭

IS THIS PAGE OF HER JOURNAL WET WITH TEARS?? AND/ OR TEAR STAINED???

THE MUSEUM PAMPHLET A H H

her drawing of him oh my god i’m C R Y I N G

you can tell he loved her so much. there’s pieces of her all over the house.

HE NEVER FINISHED HIS CARPENTRY PROJECT

THE MIRROR IN THE UPSTAIRS BATHROOM IS OFF THE WALL AND COVERED. JOEEELLLL.😭😭😭😭😭

it looks broken as well. maybe i’m reading too much into it. maybe not

THE PICTURE OF HIM AND SARAH IN A WHITE FUCKING FRAME I’M GONNA LOSE MY MIND

AND A PICTURE OF HIM AND ELLIE NEXT TO IT

no one look at me. no one talk to me. no one perceive me. oh my fucking god.

his jacket and how ellie just stays there. oh my god.

THE WATCH.

THE MUSIC.

I’M FUCKING DONE DUDE.

is that his fucking shirt from the night he lost sarah. i fuckin-

NAUGHTY DOOOOGGGGGGGG

the idiots guide to space book and readers on the bedside table😭😭 SO HE COULD TALK TO ELLIE ABOUT SPAAAACE

bless maria’s heart dude. i love her

SEATTLE DAY 1

omg she’s telling dina the story about the hunter that tried to drown joel in the hotel

alright i’m stopping here before going forward bc i’m fucking exhausted emotionally and physically haha

jesus fucking christ is how i would summarize that first session. jesus fucking christ.

#the last of us #the last of us spoilers #the last of us part 2 #the last of us part 2 spoilers #the last of us part ii #the last of us part ii spoilers #tlou #tlou spoilers #tlou part 2 #tlou part 2 spoilers #tlou part ii #tlou part ii spoilers #mads plays the last of us!🌿 #mads plays the last of us part ii!🍃

[jacksazrael09]

Vent

Well,

I had a really fun weekend but there are some points I can’t really talk about but they bother me.

I had very much fun and reconnected with some people and made new friends. It was also my first time after a while where I was drunk again in a positive way. Even tho I got a bad bad ending Caus of my rheumatism. But they also managed to trigger some points that hurted deeply…

Yes. I know I got acne. No you can’t get it from me. No i can’t stop picking it. I tried so many fucking ways and nothing works. I’m ashamed of it I had myself for it but I can’t do anything.

Pleas don’t stop me from it Caus I got my reasons for picking. Stop talking about it. Yes I know it’s there. Yea I know it’s bad. But pleas Ignor it and don’t talk about it. It makes me hate myself again. It’s a insecurities of mine. And I fought realy hard for it to not be that bad again but somehow softener people manage to get me to the point where I don’t wanna show my arms again…

I really love him. But I hate his appartmant. Every fucking time. I’m there I break something or make something dirty or trigger him in so many ways. I make it messy as well as C does. I’m to loud for his appartmant. He can’t do anything for it but I hate the way it’s build.

I was so close to say: “ fuck it. I’m taking my shit and sleep outside in the park Caus I don’t wanna be here. “

Even he is not to blame for it, but the last time I fucked up yesterday he got a little mad and frustrated and I wasn’t able to look him in the eyes without tearing up Caus I felt like the 10 year old boy, who got told so many times to be fucking careful and still can’t manage simple things like not putting drinks on the fucking floor.

But hey, one friend made me feel valid again in a long time since he said my voice got deeper and acted shocked caus of it and jumped with me happy for it. So thanks for that old pall.

I like the city and I wanna be there more and Visite him more but I hate this apartment so fucking much. I can’t let the cats alone for that long as well.

I know bpd is acting up again. But I, again feel so burnt out of everything. I’m tired. Everything hurts I’m hungry but can’t really eat anything. I feel sad and disappointed some how. I also feel jealous for nothing out of the blue.

I wanna to go home. And hide in my hoodis and blankets. I wanna watch trash tv and eat junk food. I don’t want to socially interact with anyone anymore. But I feel bad if nobody text me.

And here I am. Sitting in this good damn train. Driving for fucking four hours straight. I want a break. I need a break.

I want a break from this responsibility.

I also got a tattoo. Now I love it but when we where done I hated it so much that I wantet to scratch it of my skin Caus I though it looked like shit but after like two hours and bpd I loved it. Like others that saw it. And I know when I look at it right now I will hate it again.

I started crying Caus of it. I nearly felt into a panic attac Caus of it. And still it’s not done. And I love it again.

I want to go home. The home I feel safe the home I got my people my city my comfort my confidence, my old friends my new friends…

Yes I know I’m a junki. Don’t need to tell me that but pleas stop trying to safe me from it. I don’t wanna be clean. I will never be clean. And even if I wanted I know I will never be clean. I will ask for help if I need it.

But PLEAS PLEAS PLEAS! Fucking STOP trying to safe me, you make it worse. You don’t know the reasons I started it I don’t want to talk about it I just don’t want so see the reality that we got right now.

The world is burning. Open your eyes god damnit.

We all beim there is nothing to safe left. Humans destroyed everything.

Pleas don’t go, I love you so~, my darling. pleas don’t go,pleas don’t go I love you so, I love you so~