#HER FUCKING VOICE AAAAAAA
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Her hands… her hands.. HER FUCKING HANDS..
The more I look at this woman and get into her character, the more I love her
#mircon rambles#hazbin hotel spoilers#hazbin carmilla#carmilla carmine#i love carmilla sm#her fucking hands are huge.. I love it sm…#IM NOT GONNA STOP TALKING ABOUT HOW HOT SHE IS WITH HER HAIR DOWN EITHER#she’s perfect#HER FUCKING VOICE AAAAAAA
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LMAO
#fuck yeah concrete#vib ribbon#kits ai#ai voice#vibri#vibri my beloved#i love her#AAAAAAA#meme#video game#ps1#lol#audio
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suddenly i seem to have a thing for mizusawa kei
#my posts#animanga#liveblogging#vnblogging#you know hte person who voices kei and beatrice in dies#i was kind of iffy on her voice until beatrice showed up#because i hate the way she pronounces a particular sound#but holy fuck her voice is so nice#and she seems to be in a lot of vns that i want to read#and it seems that in a lot of them#she voices the character im most interested in#or just my outright favourite character#NAMELY YUZURIHA IN FLOWERS#she doesn't seem to have done similar roles#but hoyl fuck is she perfect for this aaaaaaa#godddddddd i wanna play the third volume so badlyyyyyy#but yea her voice is just great in all roles#she's especially good in h scenes like holy fuck#n i c e
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AAAAAAA the cow boy was so well made and adorable thank you very much!! I loved the little informations you dropped along the way regarding other farms, it made everything feel more alive!
If that’s alright can I make one more request? A yandere nerd with a fem reader, maybe reader saved the poor guy from some bullies and now he just keeps running after her like some lost puppy :( And at times he doesn’t have the courage for it he just spends all his time watching her from afar.
Maybe he’s a bit delusional as well and already imagined everything all the way to their wedding.
Also I feel like I’ll be active here quite a bit so can I be the 🌸 anon? So that it’ll be easier for me to find the stuff I requested
Thank you for requesting 🌸 anon, you’re my first named regular! Also, don’t be shy request more if you’d like. I like your ideas and it’s fun to bring them to life for you! I’m glad you like how I write them! I added the tag on your other request too!
description: yandere nerd, female reader, soft yandere, stalking, watching reader, he’s pretty tame, just a cute lil guy who wants to be your husband.
You heard voices down at the bottom of the stairs. You sighed assuming it was stupid couples getting handsy like always. There was never any announcements about it so couples got away with it, pretty often.
You were about to walk away until you heard clear voices that all sounded male. Way more than just two, that was weird. You got closer and heard a rather aggressive voice.
“Did you fucking purposely write the wrong answers so I’d copy?? You’re stupid as hell if you thought I wouldn’t find out afterwards!”
“I’m not letting you cheat off of me anymore! I’m gonna get in trouble and it’s wrong to cheat!” A soft male voice argued back with the agitated voice.
“Tch, we’ll see what you have to say after I beat the fucking life out of you. Grab his arms so he doesn’t move” The obvious attacker was about to beat him up, even telling his friends to hold him down.
“Hey! What the hell do you think you’re doing??” You ran down the stairs and confronted the group of three boys who were teaming up on one.
“Who the hell are you?” What you assumed was the leader turned around and gave you the meanest glare you’ve ever seen directed towards you before.
“Leave before I fucking tell the principal you’re causin’ trouble again” You knew he had run into trouble enough that the next big punishment was sure to get him expelled. You used that your advantage despite it still being risky to confront such a intimidating group.
“Fucking snitch, Cmon, let’s go. This chick obviously doesn’t have a life” He made an annoyed hiss, obviously pissed off that someone had ruined his revenge beating.
They cleared the area and now the guy sat against the wall was safe. You were glad you were there before he got hurt. You had no clue that bullying was actually going on in the school. You had never seen it before so you never thought it happened.
“Hey, are you okay?” You offered your hand towards the poor guy, hoping he didn’t get hurt before you stepped in.
“Y..yeah! Thank you..” He grabbed your hand and you helped him up. He looked a little familiar but you didn’t know who he was. Maybe he was in one of your classes.
“What was that all about anyways? Those guys were about to beat you up over some test answers? Geez, people are really fucked up now, huh?” You noticed he had red cheeks and you quickly worried.
Did they hit him before you interrupted? Was he okay?
“Are you okay? Your face is red! Did they hit you anywhere?” You cupped his face with both of your hands and moving his glasses on top of his head to scan all of his face. His face only seemed to reddened even more!
“I- I’m okay! They didn’t hit me!“ He rambled on about his perfect health, he was so flustered!! Your face was so close and he could hardly breathe. He had never been so close to a girl before! Especially not one as gorgeous and brave like you!
“Oh, good. If they ever bother you again, tell me! I’ll snitch on those fuckers. I don’t care if people bitch about it” You sighed in relief that he was okay and stepped back. He placed his glasses back on, his vision becoming clearer.
“Thank you.. You’re really brave! For standing up to them.. I mean I couldn’t do that” He laughed his cowardly trait off even thought he was a little embarrassed.
“It’s understandable though, three on one is not fair. It just shows how weak they are. What’s your name anyways, you look familiar” You smiled at him, happy that he was okay and laughing.
“My name is Kyosuke, I’m really happy that you stood up for me. I hope we can be friends!” He bowed and looked up with the cutest smile you’ve ever seen! He was adorable!
You shared your name and complimented his. You had to go though, the bell rung as soon as the words left your mouth. The both of you departed ways after exchanging your goodbyes and left to class.
You were happy you go to do something nice for someone. It was always a nice feeling to help a person in a dire situation. You were hoping you could see him again and become friends like he said!
You had no clue that he planned the same! Even going as far to follow you to all your clases; the next day, hidden in the crowds of students to see what your schedule was. He found out he had his last class with you, he knew you looked familiar!
You were across the room though, which made him a little sad. Maybe he’d could ask the teacher to move him next to you or ask for a new seating chart. He blushed at the thought of seeing you at the end of the day sitting next to him! It made him so giddy to even think about it!
The bell rang throughout the school and you picked up your bag to start heading home. You never had anything to do after-school. Clubs weren’t your thing but the ocasional stop to the gas station was fun.
Kyosuke wanted to approach you, so badly but he was too nervous to calm down his sudden feelings about you. Maybe tomorrow he would approach you and ask if you wanted to eat lunch together? He blushed imagining how eating lunch with you would be so intimate. Sitting next to each other, sharing food, like a couple!
You left the classroom hastily like everyone else, making it outside of school. You always walked home since your house wasn’t too far. You had no clue that your admirer tagged along as well.
You never assumed someone would be so infatuated with you, let alone follow you home. He managed to go undetected and closely watch you. He remembered every turn you did, every road you crossed, everything. He wanted to remember the path so he could follow you safely home everyday. It was good you didn’t live far away!
You threw your book-bag on your couch and went into the kitchen to go find a snack. You rummaged around, unaware of Kyosuke following you to your home. He was going to leave! He swore! But he really wanted to see what you did after-school.
He was just so interested about you now. He wanted to know everything just incase it would help him approach you easier. Maybe you liked a game and he could talk to you about it? Or a hobby!
He peeked through your kitchen window, covered in leaves from the bushes that surrounded your house. He moved some branches to clearly see you making yourself something to eat.
He pondered whether you liked to cook or not, maybe you’d like it if he made you something? You didn’t seem like a cooking person since he didn’t see any ingredients or spices around on your counters. Maybe you’d love a homemade lunch for him! As if he was your boyfriend!
The next day came by and you shut your locker, grabbing the lunch you brought for school today. You weren’t up for school lunch so you made yourself some food! It was rice with eggs and some fruit, pretty plain but still delicious.
You bumped into a familiar face, thinking it was one of your friends; you were quick to help the person up. It was Kyosuke though! The cute little nerd you helped yesterday.
“Hey Kyo! Sorry, I didn’t see you there” You smiled, still carefully holding your bag and lunch. You thought he was pretty adorable, you had never seen him before but you were glad you were able to help him.
“Hello! I was actually trying to see you today, I wanted to properly thank you for helping me. So.. I made you lunch!” He shyly brought out a container filled with delicious looking food, much more delicious then the food you had in your hands. He was too distracted with giving you the lunch to realize the nickname you gave him.
“Oh! I already made myself lunch though” You were caught by surprised that he still remembered who you were. You didn’t think you made a big impression other than someone who helped him out.
“Ah… never-mind then! I didn’t realize you made your own lunch” His smile hastily pulled into frown now seeing that you wouldn’t eat the homemade lunch he spent so long making for you. He got up super early to make sure it would be perfect.
“I was planning to sit outside since the weather is nice, why don’t we go share our lunches?” You were quick to comfort his sadness. His frown made you feel so guilty! It was almost like upsetting a poor puppy.
“Okay!” Kyosuke nodded happily. His plan was to give you the homemade lunch and hope you would ask for more so then he would be cooking for you everyday! But eating lunch with you was good too!
The two of you made your way to the courtyard of the school, the weather was nice, and the trees had perfect shade to sit under. Sure, you could sit on a bench but wouldn’t it be better to sit under a tree on the soft grass?
You opened up your container of food, the food seeming much more bland next to the well cooked food that he opened up.
“Try it! I was really excited to make this for you. I woke up early in the morning” He giggled pulling out silverware for you to use while you ate. You grabbed it and placed your container on your lap so it wouldn’t fall while you tried his food.
You grabbed a spoonful and the flavors melted into your mouth, your eyes lit up and letting out a excited noise of surprise at the taste. You mumbled your gratitude with a mouthful of the dish. He grinned while tilting his head; not understanding. He found it funny though. Once he got that you were saying thank you he insisted it was no problem.
“Can I have some of yours? It looks good too” He pointed to your untouched food. You nodded scooping more food into your mouth that he gave you. You grabbed the container with your free hand and handed it to him.
Kyosuke ate some of the rice and eggs and enjoyed it. You thought for sure he wouldn’t enjoy it as much as your cooking, from the taste of his food it seemed like he was a Michelin star chef. He could argue the opposite though.
Eating out of your lunch box, it felt like the two of you were close! He couldn’t help but gush over the fact that he was eating your cooking! Cooking that was intended for yourself but you graciously gave to him. You were so nice he couldn’t help but fall for you.
When the two of you get married, he could pack lunch everyday for you. He could be your husband who stays at home, keeping the house tidy and clean for his beautiful wife. The perfect balance in a relationship.
That would be his major plan after this! To have you as his wife, and keep you happy and full with his cooking. Maybe even have a kid or two if you wanted! He tried hiding his blush at his imagination running wild.
“Your cooking is good! If I knew you were such a good cook I would have you make me lunches everyday” You beamed, now able to talk without a mouthful of food.
“I could if you’d like to! I always have extra food that I just put in the fridge, so maybe… I could cook for you everyday” He shyly offered, he knew you weren’t being serious but maybe you’d accept his offer? He never cooked for anyone else other than himself but to make food for you everyday.. that would be amazing! It was exactly how he planned!
“I was joking! But if you’re offering I’d love to eat the extra food you have” You looked at him, excited hearing his words.
“Yay! What would you like me to cook next!” Kyosuke got giddy thinking of the ability to please you everyday with one of his best skills! He never knew cooking would bring him closer to a beautiful girl like you.
“Hmm.. how about sushi!” The thought of sushi for lunch would be amazing, your stomach practically craved it now that you thought about it.
“I can do that!” He was excited and would definitely go shopping after-school to get the ingredients for it.
The two of you ate under the beautiful tree that flowed when the wind guided it a certain direction. It was a nice afternoon, to be sharing lunches with a lover friend!
#yandere#yandere x you#yandere x y/n#male yandere#pls request#gn reader#yandere imagines#yandere scenarios#fem reader#female reader#make yan#nerd yandere#nerd yan#yan nerd#soft yandere#yandere soft#🌸 anon#kyosukemyoc
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AAAAAAA angst, angst, angst, make us cry, make us weep, make us break down,, but pls do make it up for fluff in the end:')
Torn Love | Bada Lee Imagine
pairings: bada lee x fem!reader
genre: angst, break up
TW: s3lfharm, please if you're triggered by this do not read it
-part 2-
Y/N slowly wiped away her tears as she covered the blade dripping with blood with several layers of paper towels. With her hands tremoring, she discarded the weapon into a trash can in the bathroom, trying to maintain her composure and ignore the guilt and sadness that she felt in her heart.
She had come to realize that she was not doing well emotionally. It was a glaringly obvious fact that she was regressing into terrible patterns of behavior that she had managed to overcome in the past. She felt a deep despair and emptiness in her heart, and the feeling of solitude was crushing her soul.
Carefully slipping in her cardigan she exits the bathroom. She checked her phone for a response from Bada, but found none. She felt disappointed and mad that Bada hadn't replied, which only doubled down on her feelings of sadness and loneliness.
This has been a common occurrence for months now. Bada would often come home late, long after YN had fallen asleep. At times, the pair would go days without seeing or talking to each other, making the situation even more difficult for Y/N to navigate.
Y/N was aware of Bada's tight schedule with her classes, but still felt like she deserved some of her attention. It was unfair that Y/N had to make compromises, while Bada seemingly had no problem devoting time to other things
Her messages had become increasingly brief as time went on, but Y/N wasn't sure why. It was frustrating to see Bada's responses getting shorter, but whenever she asked her to take a day off and spend time together, Bada always claimed that she was too busy. She couldn't help but feel like she was being brushed off, which led to her feeling neglected.
The arguments between the couple had become more frequent as of late, typically ending with Bada storming away while Y/N sat alone and cried. The toll that these conflicts were taking on her mental and emotional health was becoming overwhelming, and she was starting to feel like she couldn't handle it anymore."
She felt the pangs of insecurity start to weigh heavily upon her. She had very few friends left because she just moved in Seoul for Bada
"Fuck this" filled with a deep sense of frustration, Y/N stomped into their shared bedroom and reached for a suitcase big enough to hold her clothes. She placed the luggage on her bed and began packing her belongings, muttering to herself as she did so.
The feeling of being pushed away and ignored by Bada had become too overwhelming for the girl to tolerate. Despite her love and loyalty to Bada, she knew that this relationship was unsalvageable if she was the only one trying to make it work. Y/N knew deep down that she deserved better than to be ignored and avoided by Bada without getting any sort of explanation. She had been a loyal and supportive partner through it all, and it was unfair for her girlfriend to treat her this way without offering any sort of reasoning or justification.
She didn't realize how much she had been affected by the conflict until she heard a sob escape from her throat. Her tears continued to fall as her emotions got the best of her, and she slid down to the floor, unable to control the outpouring of sadness that was building within her.
She was startled by the sound of her girlfriend's voice, which broke her out of her sobbing and brought her back to reality. She checked the time and saw that Bada had returned much earlier than expected, which only made her feel more anxious and confused. She quickly tried to wipe away her tears and compose herself as she heard Bada enter the room.
"Sunshine I bought-" Bada was immediately taken aback by the sight of the girl on the floor, her eyes puffy and red from crying. Her bright smile quickly faded as she dropped the food she had bought and kneeled down next to Y/N, taking in the tear-stained face and wiping away the tears with her sleeves. She gently cupped Y/N's chin in her hands and looked at her with concern."
"What happened?' she stared deep into Bada's eyes as the latter asked the obvious question: She felt tears falling down her cheeks again, as she took in Bada's appearance.
Her bangs have gotten longer
Y/N missed Bada immensely, and for a brief moment, she yearned to forget the everything they had been facing and be comforted in the embrace of her girlfriend like she was used to. But she couldn't ignore the pain and heartache she had been carrying all this time
Y/N wiped away the tears with her cardigan and tried to act like everything was fine. But her voice betrayed her, coming out as a soft whisper, and her raspy tone revealed the effort she was making to hold back her emotions "Nothing"
"It's not nothing if you're crying baby" the older girl placed a gentle hand on Y/N's cheek, the younger girl leaned away, avoiding her touch and eye contact. Bada was confused by this, as it was unusual behavior for Y/N. Her confusion only grew as she noticed that Y/N's suitcase was sitting on the bed, which only raised more questions.
"Are we going somewhere?"
"You're not." Y/N countered with a cold tone standing up "But I am"
"Where are you going?" Bada followed after her, a bit worried. It wasn't like YN to leave without explaining where they were going, so she wasn't sure what to make of it.
"Mind your own business, Bada." Y/N snapped, grabbing her clothes from their closet and shoving them unceremoniously into a suitcase. She didn't even bother to fold them
Bada's mouth fell open in shock as she witnessed YN's uncharacteristic behavior. This was not the YN she was used to "Baby-"
"Baby-"
"Don't 'baby' me." Y/N yelled, turning her cold gaze towards Bada with burning resentment in her bloodshot eyes. "Now you wanna talk, Bada?"
"You're not yourself, calm down." Bada tried to comfort her lover, but her attempts were in vain. Y/N, blinded by her own anger, wasn't in the mood to be comforted. She didn't want to talk or to be told what to do.
"Don't try to tell me what to do," she snapped, her temper only escalating further.
"I sent you so many texts, starting from this morning, and not once did you reply to a single one." Y/N hissed, tossing the hangers on the floor with a frustrated flourish.
"You could have at least been bothered to talk to me. Don't you care?" She continued, her irritation only increasing with each word.
"Is this really what this is all about?" Bada asked in disbelief. "Just because I didn't reply to your texts? You know I'm busy, Y/N,"
Y/N couldn't control her laughter. "Oh my god," she muttered to herself. "You really think you ignoring my texts pushed me to the edge? News fucking flash, Bada, the texts were just the last straw," she continued, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
"You've been ignoring me for the past month. You were literally more involved with that stupid agency than at our apartment"
"What the hell?" Bada was genuinely confused. "You're leaving just because I wasn't home for some days-"
"Some days?"
"-I told you I'm gonna be busy, Y/N. I've been teaching classes since 7 am, I haven't been enjoying this either, you know?"
"And how do you think I fucking feel?" Y/N yelled, her anger overflowing in an explosive outburst.
"Y/N, calm down," Bada tried to intervene grabbing some of the dresses and putting them on the closet, but it was too late. Y/N had already grabbed the clothes back and was now tossing them back onto the suitcase with even more force.
"I'm not fucking okay, Bada!" Y/N choked up, looking at her with tears welling up in her eyes. "I haven't been okay at all, and you never asked. I went to bed every night crying, and I woke up crying, too." She paused, taking a quick breath to regain her composure.
"All you've done is make me feel like shit by fighting and blaming me," she continued, her tone full of the anger and hurt that had built up over time.
"Oh my fucking God!" Bada exclaimed, her own anger boiling over as she processed her girlfriend's words. "You think you're the only one who suffered?" She continued, her voice rising in pitch to convey her frustration and hurt.
She was hurt by Y/N's words and the fact that she hadn't considered her own feelings in this whole situation. She felt like Y/N was just throwing blame, and it was unfair to her.
She had been so busy this month, teaching so many students. It was rewarding work, and she was more than happy to be teaching them, but it had been tiring. She missed Y/N so much, more than anyone could imagine, and tonight, she had been accepted into a much larger agency. She bought food to celebrate and share her good news with her girk, but her plans had been derailed. This night was not going the way she had planned.
But why was Y/N blaming her? She didn't feel like this was her fault. In fact, she hadn't even touched her phone all day. She had been too busy with work, and she couldn't help but feel like she should have understood that.
"It seems like it," YN replied. "I'm the only one who's been trying to keep this relationship alive. Tell me once, just once? Did you even take a day off? When was the last time you hugged me and asked me how I was doing? When I asked you, you got upset and called me clingy."
"I was going through something back then, you know. I didn't mean to-" Bada tried to start, but YN cut her off mid-sentence.
"I was going through shit, too, Bada, but I didn't act like a bitch," she couldn't understand why Bada wasn't seeing her point of view. In her eyes, Bada was in the wrong here, and it felt like she was trying to act like the victim instead of taking responsibility of what she did
"Y/N, let's talk this out calmly." Bada said, raising her voice a bit and trying to hold on to YN as she attempted to pack up and leave.
"Bada, don't touch me," YN shouted, trying to wriggle free of Bada's grip.
Bada held on tighter, yanking on YN's wrist to get her to stay. "You're not yourself at this moment calm down and lets talk." She insisted.
"Let go of me-fuck" she yelped in pain when Bada grabbed her wrist. She immediately yanked her arm her tears threatening to come again
Bada immediately stepped away, her gaze fixed on the girl's wrist. Suddenly, a realization came over her. "No Y/N tell me you didn't"
She wrapped her fingers gently around YN's wrist, being careful not to cause her any pain. Y/Nallowed her to, and her body language seemed strangely still.
Bada looked down at her wrist, her heart racing. Instead of seeing the scars she expected, she found fresh cuts, and her eyes began to well up.
"Y/N, please tell me you're not hurting yourself again," she whispered, the severity of the situation finally sinking in. She couldn't bare the weight of another potential loss in her life,
Bada's emotions flooded over her like a wave. Incoherent sobs broke past her lips as she fought to cope with the tsunami of emotions she was feeling. Grief, guilt, shame, despair, and self-hatred rose up like a dark tide, ready to consume her whole.
"Y/N..." Her eyes were filled with tears as her chest heaved with a desperate sadness, her heart aching with a pain so deep, she feared it would break her entirely.
YN covered her eyes in shame as she sobbed quietly, feeling painfully vulnerable and fragile. She felt like she was about to break any second, and she couldn't bear to have Bada see her like this. She felt like all of her faults and insecurities were bared for the world to see, and she wanted nothing more than to curl into a ball and hide away from all the hurt. She felt so small, so alone, and she felt like Bada's gaze could pierce through her and see the very soul that was being torn apart.
"I need to go," Y/N whispered, her voice broken. She tried to move Bada out of the way, but she wouldn't budge.
"Bada, move," she repeated, her tone desperate, her emotions too raw for her to fully express herself.
"No" she rasped
"Bada, fucking move," the shorter hissed. She stared at Bada with a look of determination, her eyes glossy and her jaw clenched.
Bada stood her ground, her face set in a firm expression. "No you're not leaving," she repeated.
"Watch me," Y/N replied defiantly. She quickly grabbed her suitcase and started towards the door
"Y/N, you're not thinking straight!" Bada exclaimed, her voice rising in volume as she caught up with her girlfriend and tried to take her suitcase from her. She held it tightly though
"I'm done, Bada," she said forcefully. "I deserve better."
"Okay, fuck- you do, but please, baby, stay," Bada begged, breaking down. Her tears blurred her vision as she tried to grab Y/N's suitcase again, but Y/N refused to let go. She wasn't going to give into Bada's pleas, not anymore
The younger girl didn't reply. She just grabbed her handbag, opened the door.
"Y/N, please don't leave me," Bada begged through tears. "Please baby, let's sit down and talk. I can't... I can't live without you. Y/N, I love you so fucking much," she said with despair.
Bada was having an emotional meltdown. If Y/N left, then her life would have no purpose. She wouldn't have anything to keep her going. She needed her girlfriend to not abandon her, or her world would come crashing down.
For Y/N, every word that her lover spoke felt like a knife to her heart. It hurt so much to hear Bada's pleas and her tears, and she wanted nothing more than to give in and hug her. But she kept herself from doing so. She's putting herself first
"You seemed fine living without me this month," she looked at her girlfriend, now ex-girlfriend briefly as tears streamed down her face, then she turned away. "Goodnight," she whispered quietly. She felt a heaviness in her heart as she closed the door, knowing that she had made the right choice
As the door closed, Bada's heart broke into pieces. The sound of the lock clicking shut filled her with such a profound sense of loss and despair that she felt like the world was crashing down around her.
She wanted to run after Y/N, to grab hold of her and beg her not to leave. But her body felt like lead, and her heart was sinking deeper and deeper into darkness. She couldn't move, she couldn't breathe, and the only sounds she could hear were her own sobs and the deafening thuds of her breaking heart.
Her breathing grew shorter as she let out wrenching sobs. She felt like there was no air in her lungs, like she couldn't breathe. She hid her face in her hands and cried, sobbing loudly and giving vent to her pent-up emotions. It was an outlet for all the grief and loss, and she couldn't hold back the tears anymore.
She bolted through the door, stumbling as she tried to get her footing. She ran out of the building, throwing herself downstairs with desperate speed. Her shoes made loud thuds as she leapt down the stairs, her legs pumping and carrying her forward like a racehorse. It was like a blur as she shot down the flights, brushing past people who she barely noticed.
She rushed outside her apartment complex, frantically looking around for any sign of YN.
She scanned the streets, turning her head this way and that, searching in a panic as her heart raced. But she couldn't see her girlfriend anywhere
She already left, Bada was late, for everything.
#bada lee#bada lee imagine#bada lee edit#bada lee fanfic#bada lee x oc#bada lee x reader#bada lee x yn#bada lee x y/n#bada lee imagines#swf#swf 2#angst#wlw#gxg#sapphics
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hello! do u have any new music recommendations?
of course!!! going to throw some general pop/indie/rock/instrumental all over vibes at you? these are some of the ones that i've been having on repeat a lot lately because they bring something bright and fun into my days - hope you enjoy them !! 💛
if i'm honest (trousdale) – oh the absolute vibes of this one. the harmonies. the beat. the slow downs and build ups? that ending? it's like easy, slow, growing ease and joy. that point 3/4 of the ways through the song, that building of things? the payoff? those background horns? the drums? i cannot sit through it without some kind of air guitar / drums / chair dance type beat. it's too good that you cannot help it, it just goes so hard.
close one (fizz) – i have been writing so much love poetry to this song. it is soft and slow and serene like light, all golden hour, the soft golden hues of almost, of here, like this, with me? that little 'fuck it' before the chorus is so fun. this group is made of insanely popular individuals (dodie/orla gartland/greta isaac/martin luke brown???) and together .... they are so powerful. cannot wait to see what they create next !!
run (maisie peters) – there is such a fun vibe to this song. that line of the chorus, that 'i've been lied to / i've been cut and deleted / i've heard some things i will leave unrepeated' is sooooo good, that rhyme scheme that syllable count balance? it immediately went onto my writing playlist w/ that fun beat, that synth, that catchy repetition? the whole album this comes off of is so very good too, esp. 'the band and i'? i really enjoy her sound!!
like a brother (hey, nothing) – this song feels like a lullaby, in the way of being swung in a hammock? all late summer, early winter winds? but there is such a lyricism that gets stuck in my brain, the whole layout of the chorus and is just so soft. i feel so many things. another easy one for the poetry playlist.
margo (sally boy) – oh the orchestral, string opening? the easy flow of it, instrumental and light, before hitting that small bit of silence before the guitar and lyrics come in? and then the absolute hit that is the beat of the chorus hitting? obsessed. phenomenal. i love the balance of gentle, light instruments and the slow instruction of the drumbeat, it feels like a whole story that you can experience, the flow of it!
eightball girl (maddie zahm) – i can leave this song for a few days and then out of nowhere it'll just be in my head again, the vibes of it, that beat of the chorus? the layered voice effects? sometimes songs have this balance to them that my brain just sucks up like a sponge and this is one of them. soooo good. i'll be in the supermarket and my brain will just go eightball girllll, tell me how you feel about meeee and it's perfect.
snow angel (reneé rapp) – this was one of the first ones i found on my daylist that was just like, how did i go so long without you. how did i not know about you. and since then it's been a daily listen. the slow, gentle breeze of that beginning? there is such a rising and falling to this song, like seasons, like the breeze? all tide, all here and there and back again, all resilience and ferocity, softness and violence? that electric guitar and the piano and the feedback just makes me want to just. aaaaaaa. this whole album is just banger after banger too!!
grace (henrik) – it's so fun!!! it brings me so much joy and energy, the easy breezy pop vibes, it's so hopeful and gentle and loving. i have it set as my alarm rn because i really do think it'll last through the sisyphean task of getting me out of bed in the mornings, it just feels like sunlight.
#q&a.#birdsong.#music recs.#i have not been immune to the impact of the daylist introduction. spotify will tell u i am obsessed !#some of these artists have only like? 20k listeners? and i'm just amazed. flabbergasted. like they're SOOOOO GOOD????#anyway music continues to be something i love and live to enjoy. artists u have my whole heart!!!!!#went through my liked songs to look for The Recent Hits™ for this and i think i've saved like 200+ in the last week and a half. love it !!!#hope u enjoy them babes !!! lemme kno if ur lookin for more / or anything more specific <33
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HEY I HOPE YOURE DOING GREAT !!! I have an idea so … this scenario is like a week before they became a couple (audio 9) and they had a day off since listener finished a case and they decided to take a day off. As listener got ready for sleep they got a little sad and basically went to sleep crying, Isaac still saw light coming from the room and since it was late he decided to check up on them. He walks in and as he was about to turn of the light he sees the tears and puffy cheeks from sleeping listener THEN ISAAC GETS SOFT AND WORRIED SLOWLY TOUCHING THEIR FACW AAAAAAA
𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 ꨄ Isaac
˜”* ❝𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚.❞
⎯⎯ ୨ ୧ ⎯⎯
ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: ʜᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴏᴋᴀʏ.
⎯୨⎯ " " ⎯୧⎯
It’s been so hard to get used to this type of life. Yeah, it’s been some time but damn, this shit is hard. You felt like you didn’t belong here no matter how much closer you and Isaac got, it just felt like you were out of place. And what about when you left? It didn’t feel like he wanted you to stay even if you wished he would. It was getting difficult for you to hide your feelings for him.
There was nothing left to do anymore. You finished any piece of work that came your way and now, you were left by yourself in your own company. It was peaceful but it felt overly lonely. That’s what you’ve been feeling lately, lonely. It was hard for you not to get all in your head when you were alone like this, especially at this time. Isaac was busy and there was nothing to distract you.
Why did this have to happen? You didn’t need a savior if things just went differently. It just felt like you were a burden on Isaac and you did not want to feel like that. Your eyes tear up at that. The thought that you were a burden on the only person you had, someone you really fucking like too.
Now, you’re sitting here bawling. It seemed so silly, like something you’d do if you were still a kid. Just crying about nonsense. But, it was your head getting to you. You were just glad Isaac didn’t see you like this. It would’ve been mildly embarrassing and you didn’t want to deal with that at all. You weren’t even sure if he was up at this time. You decided to go to bed as it was late and crying wasn’t going to fix anything, no matter how much you needed to.
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“Y/N?”
Your door cracks and eventually glides open revealing a sleepy Isaac. He came in to check on you since you left your lamp on. He already knew you were asleep but something inclined him to just get closer and check.
“You awake?”
A hand glided across your face with gentle intent. It was a sweet, soft touch almost like a caress. His hand met and caught a tear from your closed eyes. “You’ve been crying… why…”
He focuses on your puffy red face. He wasn’t used to seeing this, not from you at least. All of a sudden, you feel the bed move a bit. When you lifted your head, there he was, draped on the bed next to you.
“Isaac, why are you in here?”
“The light was on and um, I was worried.”
“Aw, thank you for worrying but there’s nothing to worry about.”
You roll over, looking away from him. You knew he saw your face but you didn’t want to draw any more attention to it. You’d rather hide under a thousand heavy covers than let him see your face like this. It was embarrassing and you’ve already embarrassed yourself enough in front of him.
“Please look at me.” He says in a desperate tone. It was on the verge of an eager request with a slight whimper.
With that voice, damn, you wanted to. You wanted to do anything he asked if he asked in that tone.
“Why?”
“I want to look at you when I talk to you.”
You sigh and turn around seeing his face. His expression is full of concern and sympathy. It wasn’t a pitiful expression, no, it was so much kinder than that. Somehow, it was comforting.
“Y/N, why were you crying?”
“There’s just a lot going on in my head right now, don’t worry, Isaac.”
“Are– are you sure? I mean, I can sit here and listen to you talk about it if you want.”
That was sweet of him but you didn’t want him losing sleep. Not for something like this anyway.
“It’s okay. Go to sleep, Isaac.”
“Fine,” He stood up, “Goodnight, Y/N.”
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i miss isaac so bad now i know how the andrew fans felt UGHSAHG
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Dude you got me hooked on the dynamic now, Sladicktalia grabbed me by the throat until I wrote something!!! Slightly nsfw snippet ahead:
“So, you’re the man that raised my son.”
Dick swallows uneasily as Deathstroke pushes him to his knees in front of the armchair Talia Al Ghul is lounging in. The slit of her dress leaves little to the imagination, especially the golden dagger tucked into the lace garter around her tan, muscular thigh.
“Bruce raised him, I just- I just was there for him as well.”
She takes a sip of whiskey before reaching for a sleek looking lighter. “Don’t be so humble, Richard. It doesn’t suit you.”
Dick wipes at his bloody nose with his bound hands before plastering on his signature smirk. “Yeah, well he turned out to be a good kid, obviously got that from me.”
Her painted lips barely quirk as she holds up the lighter in his direction. Nightwing’s been so focused on Talia he nearly forgets about the threat at his back.
The mercenary presses up against him fully, leaning forward so Talia can light his cigar. Slade isn’t someone you should ignore, but Dick’s known him long enough to receive special privileges.
Deathstroke puffs on his cigar and runs a familiar hand through the kid’s hair that makes him freeze. Sure, they’ve fucked a couple of times, but it’s always been covertly, their little secret.
Dick clears his throat, trying to focus. “Why am I here, you don’t seem the type to hire Deathstroke to do your dirty work, Talia.”
She leans forward, her breasts nearly falling out of her dress, and her pointed slipper easing between Dick’s spread thighs. Talia nods at the man behind him.
Slade’s breath is hot on his nape as he leans down. “I caught you for free, little bird.” He whispers in Dick’s ear while freeing his hands with a knife.
Talia’s foot brushes his crotch, the mercenary still a solid wall behind him. “You see, Slade and I were just discussing our conquests, you happened to come up.”
Dick tries not to react to the beautiful woman caressing him. His mouth feels dry, desperately trying to wet his lips, trapped between the two gorgeous, living weapons.
“All good things, I hope.” He says, his voice weaker than he’d prefer.
“Only the best.” Talia assures, gently but firmly grabbing his chin between her thumb and index finger.
Slade’s hand still buried in his hair and her’s directing his gaze upwards, Dick feels entranced between them. The mercenary bends down to catch Talia’s lips passionately above him.
Dick can’t help but harden under Talia’s foot, watching the two of them make out above him, their tongues flashing as quick as swords.
They break apart breathlessly, both of them looking down at Dick with lust blown pupils. Slade chuckles lowly and kisses up her jawline to speak quietly in her ear. “I told you he’d be into this.”
Talia hums amusedly in response as she straightens, “So, Richard. Slade told me that you are quite the giver…”
She unzips her dress and stands to let it fall to the ground, leaving her in nothing but her shoes, garter, and dagger. Talia sits back down as regally as ever, spreading her legs invitingly.
“Why don’t you crawl over here and show me.”
SCREAM. AAAAAAA. thank u, i owe u a blood debt, this is so cool. incredibly proud to have somewhat caused this, mwah mwah
#asks#gimmemore14#sladicktalia#fic asks#fic! in my askbox! im being spoiled#i wish i could be more eloquent but its all just static up in the ol noggin
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Petplay with Arashi hajaiauhaaaaa a a. A a a a a aAAAAAA. I am so puppy, I am NOT safe from the transman puppyboy stereotype
Happily do anything she says 🫡 I am DEDICATED
Arashi...
She does seem like the type to enjoy pet play, having someone she can adore and toy with at the same time. She'd probably make you sit all obediently while she dolled you up just to fuck you and absolutely ruin you after
She wouldn't want you to use your voice at all, instead only panting or whining since pets can't speak. She would also enjoy the fact you'd have to submit to her, doing anything she wants, such as letting her use you how she likes
This really is a more fluffy thought but I think she's the type to want to cuddle you after, spooning you when everything's done. Petting your hair and telling you how good and obedient you were for her
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my girlfriend is sooooooooooooooooooooo fucking amazing, she just makes me feel so so so so special and amazing and AAAAAAA
it feels like she was made specifically to turn me on and make me feel cute and flustered, she just cuts straight past my mind and my body automatically reacts to every single cute and hot and sweet and kind and sexy thing she says--which is everything she says btw, and even if it's not her voice is so hot and soothing it does that to me ANYWAY
i feel like she's my matching remote and she just knows exactly which buttons to press to turn me into a blushy subby needy mess O_O
#i am currently in a vc with her while typing this and i am. so excited to hear her response in real time#vivi's girlfriend
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incoherent f/o gush ahead (me screaming and crying bc of my wife)
first of all WHAT A FUCKING BANGER WAITING SO LONG WAS WORTH IT. THE EMOTION IN HER VOICE WHEN SHE SINGS AAAAAAA
okay now compilation of screenshots I took cuz it's my wife
faceless ko.toko after being too silly (committing homicide)
SHE. SHE'S FUCKING CRYING I CAN'T
I didn't get to see her cleavage but she's still hot as fuck
the way she probably pushed the girl she just saved aside. the look of disgust and distress in her eyes. ko.toko??? (not to mention the way she looks at the girl later on as if saying "don't fucking touch me")
she looks like a fucking villain I LOVE HER
seeing all of her work destroyed like that kinda breaks me ngl. she's not even sitting on the chair anymore she's just on thr ground looking down like a depressed dog
angry ko.toko compilation <3 she's going feral (quite literally)
THE LOOK ON HER FACE HOLY SHIT
I SWEAR TO GOD I CAN'T I WANNA CRY
#TIME TO VOTE MY WIFE INNO#I LOVE HER SO MUCH <3<3<3#I wanna comfort her so badly#she's having a crisis and it shows
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YOO I wanted to request a sendo (hni) fanfic(?) about s/o giving him a massage after a match?STAY HEALTHY😋
ANOOOOON THANK YOUUUU IM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH AAAAAAA DJNDKDNFJLDOQO
side note for other people who requested hni content - i've seen y'alls requests! i'll get to them slowly c:
Sendo Takeshi x fem! reader - massage
You peeled off your clothes and watched Sendo's naked form sink into the bathtub. You made your way to the bathtub getting behind him. Being a built man, he takes up most of the space so your chest was pressed against his back.
Gently moving back your hands started working their magic on his shoulders and back. You started to massage every sore spot on Sendo's back as he closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. His hands gently rested on your thighs.
As the tension from his muscles were waning, his head tilted back and he groaned. A few minutes of hearing his groans made your mind wander..
Your hands moved from his back to wrap around his torso, moving downwards feeling his pecs and abs. Sendo inhaled sharply one of your hands descended further, and gripped his large hard cock.
"Darlin' you don't have t'.." his gaze carefully followed your hand pumping his cock at a leisurely pace. "Fuck babe," he moaned pushing his hips upwards. The grip on your thighs tightening as you increased the pace.
His breath quickened, "Fuck 'm close babe." As you teased the head, Sendo shut his eyes tights and let out a guttural groan. Cum shot out of his cock and into your hand and the bathtub.
Slowly his breath steadied, "That felt good." Grinning you embraced his midsection and put your head on his shoulder, "I'm glad. You looked real tired today. The least I could do for my hardworking man."
Sendo sighed happily putting one hand on yours. The other hand was lifted up to his mouth giving it a kiss. "Yea? Imma make y'feel real good too. So don't bother wearin' yer clothes."
You shivered in anticipation.
.
After the bath you both dried up with towels and went into the bedroom.
"Lie down," Sendo commanded you before crawling on top of your soft body all splayed out perfectly for him. He took a moment to take in the sight before kissing you and grabbing your ass. You both engaged in passionate kisses as your hands rested on his chest.
Kissing down your neck, he makes work of your breasts. Sendo massages and plays with your nipples, the way you do with yourself. He tweaks your nipples earning your sweet moans and squirms.
"Tha' feel good baby? My sweet girl likes her nipples played with hm?" he asked despite very well knowing the effect he was having on you. Arching your back to make him continue, "Y-yes Sendo. Please I need more."
Sendo kisses down your body as you shudder at the feeling. His arms hook underneath your legs as he hoists them up with his body. Your legs now parted, are over his shoulders.
"Gotta taste ya," he whispers while gripping your hips and pulling your wet pussy closer. He parts your lips and kisses your clit. Your legs quivered around his head with every stroke of his tongue caress your sensitive clit.
Letting out every moan, you began rocking your hips, "Yes right there!" Sendo groaned in response, the vibrations of his voice shooting up your spine, making you shiver.
Your thighs clench around his head as a familiar pressure built up. "I'm- I'm!" Before you could finish, you were cumming, legs shaking and quivering around his head.
Sendo made work of your clit gently prolonging your orgasm. As he felt your body relax he gently placed your legs back down.
Looking at your red face he commented, "We gotta do this massage shi' more often."
your masseuse,
admin sar
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Sometimes I come home and I hear my mom’s voice and it’s just, wow that’s so comforting and amiable, why tf would I want to move away and ghost her, am I the problem? I suck. And then I actually start listening to the words she’s saying and it’s like, oh yeah. I need to gtfo as soon as possible.
aaAAaaa can't relate ! I will on occasion flinch and take out my earbuds because I think i hear my mom or dad shouting for me despite being respectively half a country away and across the world in Nigeria.
regardless i would support you running away from your mom even IF she was Really Nice. the thing about my mom is that by societal measures of what makes someone a good mother she hits most of them. "cares" about us, wants us to do good in school. buys us stuff. feeds us. jokes around with us.
but the way she's cruelest is, unfortunately, the hardest way to explain. i think about my mom and how much she sacrificed for us but then i realize that's the PRO-MOM PROPAGANDA SPEAKING!!! she didnt HAVE TO HAVE US and she's doing the BARE MINIMUM of keeping us alive!! she never listened to us about ANYTHING and the fact that me and my oldest sister would rather be HOMELESS than stay with her for free says a LOT.
even if i can't articulate why she sucks without writing a billion word essay explaining the nuances of emotional abuse and emotional/physical neglect- it's very clear from how I instinctively FEEL that she fucked up BIG TIME.
anyway sorry you mentioned moms and i kinda spiraled for a moment. i guess i can relate actually. I felt this way a lot when i still lived with her. "why do i wanna get away from her? she's not even that bad. she doesn't hit me or anything, tons of kids would probably kill to have a mom who ignores them instead of attacks them." BUT THATS THE PRO-MOM PROPAGANDA SPEAKING. THATS WHAT SHE WANTS YOU TO THINK!!! THAT'S HOW THEY GET YOU!!
and if nothing else, once I finally got out of there I realized how awful it was to BE there in the first place. SO! stay strong comrade.
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S1 E48
Story for Steven
He looks like Bowser from the 1993 Super Mario Bros. Movie.
That or he looks like Drew Gooden after going through a villain arc.
Anyways Pearl was being one salty ass lesbian this episode. I love her.
Also idk why they laughed Pearl literally CAN sing, has sung before in this show, & she has a voice that is fucking beyond God tier. My girl can SING & I think that everyone should be supportive of her damnit. Don't mock my precious gay blob of anxiety. She deserves nothing but love & praise. She has talent & her voice is fire. I will be writing a very stern letter to CN Studios about this. I know this episode aired like a decade ago-
(And typing that out made me fully realize 2013 was 10 fucking years ago & now my 22 year old ass feels like an aging fossil & I hate that. I don't like the fact that I am growing old & I cannot stop the inevitable continuing force of time. I wanna go back please I hate being an adult it sucks this sucks I want to get off this ride GET ME OUTTA HERE AAAAAAA-)
-& CN as a company probably won't give a shit about my letter. However my counterargument to that is this:
You're gay & your butt smells.
Anyways Pearl is a talented singer & tbh if Rose rlly chose Greg over Pearl then it's her loss because like-
Bro are you serious you had the most amazing woman right there. She was in love with you.
Don't get me wrong I love a daddy type too. I see the appeal in Greg. I don't think she was crazy for choosing him. But choosing him when you could have chosen PEARL? That I do think is insane.
Like Pearl is Pearl. Greg is not Pearl-Tier partner material in the slightest from what I have seen so far. SMH Rose you really missed the best thing of all time. But this was what led to Steven so probably was a good call. But like if I was in that position I wouldn't hesitate to hold Pearl's hand that's all I'm saying.
Look, I just want to see Pearl happy & flourishing. Please let my girl smile. I just want to see her do well. Let my girl win.
Anyways good episode. Also Greg's song at the beginning was a banger ngl. I do love a good 80s type beat. Tubular.
#toasty steven universe watchthrough#steven universe#su#watchalong#cartoon network#currently watching#crystal gems#su pearl#amethyst#pearl steven universe#first time watch#first watch#no spoilers#mod toasty
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UNC NINA I AM RABID AND I AM DEMANDING TO KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT PEP KENNY AND MMENTO MORI
AAAAAAA THIS MADE ME SMILE SO WIDE!!!! i’m so glad you’re excited and that you like him! he is my lil rat man!!!
i had…a lot to say about him i am so sorry, but here are a bunch of pep/mm kenny headcannons and plot stuff about mm all mixed together. it’s like 3am sorry this looks crazy i got really excited he’s my favorite side character it’s why i wanted to give him a spin-off. NO NEED TO YELL THO MY FRIEND INSIDE VOICE PLEASE! *marjorine vc* My Word!
-the dirtiest white boy in america
-literally…like he cannot afford cologne so he just douses himself with the hawaiian tropical aloha febreeze and calls it a day
-actually really sweet ( esp w/ karen )
-broke ass ceo of the 3/5 of the cfpom that have blonde hair and blue eyes currently ( sigh, stan counts…ig ) but!!!! BUT!!!! their eyes are all DIFFERENT SHADES OF BLUE!!! THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT TO ME
ok stans eyes are this shade of blue, very BLUE, like the clearest sunniest day u have ever seen, alarmingly classically stan marsh blue *kyle vc* blue as FUCK like stan is the main character and u can tell by his eyes
marjorines eye(s) are light blue like a pastel baby blue color, or at least the working one is, the out of commission eye is an even lighter blue color, almost white basically, cloudy, looks like a piece of sea glass, like innocent but also endured so much, suffered softly thru life
now kennys eyes…are stormy, they are like steel blue but they look gray from how much silver is flecked in them. they have a natural kind of mystery and ominous energy to them.
fun fact: when he is being anti!hero kenny and is doing morally dubious questionable/bad shit his eyes are noticably grayer, sometimes black. but when he’s happy and making good choices, his eyes are a nice shiny navy color :’)
yes i do think their eye color says a lot abt them each individually as characters In This Essay I Will
( also drastically different blonde colors stans hair is fucking yellow from bleach, marjorines is like a soft buttercup/pastel yellow color and kennys hair is a golden, dirty blonde )
speaking of hair tho
-karen is currently having her cosmetologist diy brad mondo girl moment and cuts kennys hair which is currently in a mullet ( is it cut well? no? but she measured w her heart ) she also practices acrylic nails on him and he lets her give him makeovers whenever she wants
-low, raspy voice…everyone is weak in the knees his mcwhoremick rizz is off the charts
-i do think he has a rough sort of folk hero, open fire, rustic singing voice that sounds like whiskey tastes ( which for my friends who cannot drink means good, but not for you )
-sometimes drops backup vocals on crimson dawn songs ( marj also does backup vocals shes an alto stan i feel like sings kind of in a tenorish range and kenny can probably go all the way down to bass tbh…
y’all don’t want to hear this but kyle is tone deaf im sorry he was an orchestra kid it’s cute when he tries tho it’s stans favorite thing!!! kyle is like shut up don’t make fun of me!! and stan is like smiling trying not to die like no b-baby *wheezing* that was s-so *wheeze* good im not laughingshdjskss NOT ALL OF US CAN HAVE THE VOICE OF AN ANGEL STAN)
but back to kenny! ( do u see what i mean abt mm just being a kenjorine/style dual fic bc i literally cannot physically stop talking abt stan and kyle )
-all his clothes are gigantic on him bc they’re hand-me-downs from kevin or from good will. the orange parka was massive on him as a child and now just fits regularly on him
( my hc is that he fucking hates that thing but it reappears every death cycle so he’s stuck w it and calls it an Old Friend )
-shoelace belt…yeah….yeah
i also think he expresses himself pretty androgynously ( like crops shirts and wears long skirts no problem ) and is probably like somewhere on the nonbinary spectrum or gender fluid (mysterion/princess kenny helped him navigate his identity a lot) responds to all pronouns does not care how u perceive him as long as u do ( it’s hard not to he’s annoying )
i defaulted to ‘he’ in pep but after i finish writing it i will probably go back and edit other pronouns in ( he is most used to masc leaning verbiage bc that’s what most people perceive )
ALSO PANSEXUAL KING THE CEO OF BEING PANSEXUAL PRINCE OF THE TRAILER PARK AND PANSEXUALITY
ily nonbinary pansexual kenny gay ass kyle, bi-bi-bi stan and transfem marjorine u can pry my babies out of my cold dead hands bitch!
i don’t care enough abt cartman to tell u what he identifies as…he thinks it’s straight…he can keep thinking that
( kennys friendship w cartman is confusing for him bc cartman was his very first friend )
idk how tall he is like he should be short bc he’s malnourished and marj is tall but idk im torn just know he’s lean and lanky but strong and scrappy
chaotic neutral
doesn’t steal from small businesses but will rob u blind if ur a big corporation :)
-works 100000 different odd jobs in pep bc he keeps getting fired for not showing up or starting fights or being high on the job or hitting on customers shsksk smh
THE GANG VISITS HIM ALL THE TIME WHEN HE WORKS FAST FOOD AND SHIT THEY PRANK CALL HIM THEYRE SO ANNOYING LIKE SHUT UP UR NAME IS NOT HUGH JASS BUT THAT TRAILER IS DOUBLE WIDE KYLE BROFLOVSKI SHEESHHHH
in pep/mm tho he works afternoons as a mechanic but his permanent and 24/7 job is….
DRUG DEALER KENNY!!!!
SOUTH PARK DEADPOOL DRUG DEALER VIGILANTE KENNY!
if u need an illegal substance or a lead on something illegal kenny is ur guy
but a large part of mm is that tolkiens family wanted to bring a little opulence to South Park and there’s a country club for south parks finest and marjorines parents frequent it and kenny works weekends there valeying cars, busing tables, caddying and shit and marjs parents are rude as fuck to him on purpose
also i think the guy who is supplying him with the drugs had him get the job as a front to sell coke to wealthy colorado people so the whole thing is really just a lowkey drug operation…mm is very Traintrack Effect coded like kenny walking out of rich people heaven into bullet hole wall below the poverty line white trash hell
IMMORAL IMMORTAL KING!!! and he is sick of this shit let me tell u…like it was fun the first…20 times and now he’s in triple digits almost quadruple of times he has died ( he’s keeping a tally )
no one remembers but kenny remembers every single one ( the trauma of seeing ur friends faces as u die over 1000 times he has their trauma responses memorized it’s awful )
suicide tw but uh…he has definetely tried to pursue the forever sleep multiple times but…he’s tried everything he just wakes up the next morning in that stupid orange jacket mad as FUCK
HES LIKE AGAIN REALLY FUCK OFF I THOUGHT THAT WAS REALLY GOING TO WORK THAT TIME
( hes like not even scared or in pain it’s just so boring to him that he started just like acting up and being really dramatic when he’s dying giving speeches dramatic coughing like NOOOOO WOE IS ME IT HURTS GONE TOO SOON WHAT A WOOOORLD WHAT A WOOORLD I SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN ONE MORE MOTORBOAT FROM THAT WAITRESS AT APPLEBEES DONT FORGET ME MY FRIENDS I THINK I SEE THE LIGHT ITS SO WARM GRANDMA IS THAT U *bleeding out* he’s tryna keep it interesting!!! HDJSKS EXTRA AF
sometimes he’s like ok damn cthulu i gotta give u that one i looked before i crossed the street this time but i didn’t know a Wild Tiger got loose in South Park HEKSSK points for creativity! 15/10! very brutal! )
(karen also i think might be immunocompromised or sick or something so there’s a layer of kenny is forced to live and karen is probably going to die young…fml)
he also loses his immortality if he falls in love ( i think he bleeds weird like it’s ichor or not quite blood or something bc he’s not mortal ) But That’s Fine Because He Is Incapable Of Love *winks @ marj*
heals a lot faster than other people and feels less pain
has at least five things on him that he can kill you with at all times ( two of them are his fists )
i do think he carries around a switch blade he calls ‘kindness’…so he can…y’know…kill ‘em with kindness ;)
drives a beat up old lil red pick up truck that he restored himself one summer also he drives really good but also like he’s in gta5
his music taste is awful by the way don’t let him aux it’s all fuckboy stuff and cupcakke and ayesha erotica help
is…the smartest person in South Park argue w ur ma
like he was just born into worse circumstances than kyle or wendy so he never got to blossom but KENNY IS A GENIUS he’s that brilliant but lazy troupe to a T
pep canon he can speak fluent spanish bc when his parents were throwing bottles and fighting and shit they sent kenny and his siblings next door where this lil old lady named gloria alvarez lived and she like raj and stan basically raised kenny she’s sassy as hell and no nonsense very religious also kenny keeps speaking disrespectful ass not formal spanish to her and she’s constantly trying to beat his ass he’s like glo!!! the Bible said thou shault not kill ur neighbor and she’s like get out of my sight cochino!!!! he watches her telenovelas w her it’s nice
also yeah kenny does not try in school but if he did…wow…valedictorian
he thinks he’s going to amount to nothing but like kyle HES A REALLY GOOD ARTIST LIKE REALLY REALLY GOOD HE DOES A LOT OF CARTOONY STUFF ( IS HE DRAWING PEPPERMINT INTO A WEBTOON IS PEPPERMINT JUST KENNYS WEBTOON OF STAN AND KYLE FAN THEORY )
ily aspiring tattoo artist kenny my beloved
( also his nose is pierced in several places also he has a spicy lip ring and like his whole ear, both )
he also probably has the vinnie hacker angel wing tattoo on his back i said what i said also probably like YOUR LOSS across his knuckles ( and a lot of random stuff he uses his thigh as practice a lot )
but also stan is kennys test guinea pig for all his tattoos and piercings like give stan three shots and he will be down for anything
him and stan are like Really Close in the rough and tumble way that brothers are ( stan is like perfect golden boy pretty and kenny is like rugged sexy dangerous ) they do enable eachother tho it’s a little toxic
kenny and kyle are close but in a softer more sensitive way i feel like ( also sorry slight nsfw kyle and kenny have def been to like the begining of third base bc uhhhh kyle…had a gay boy question after the him/stan accidental makeout session and kenny definetely had an answer…if stan finds out…happy hunger games )
more slight nsfw and also sa tw kennys first time was middle school it was not consensual/dubious and it was some popular high school girl so it was really really fucked up the rumors went around her boyfriend and his friends beat the shit out of kenny but he put up a good fight, everyone else…unfortunately…said he was a hero and the coolest guy ever for banging a high school chick ://// LIKE UGH!!! NO!!! HES A VICTIM U GUYS OH MY GOD….and he got SLAPPED the mcwhoremick label
he like was not that sexual but everyone was already calling him a slut so he was like u know what! if they wanna call me a slut i will be The Biggest Slut They’ve Ever Seen Baby! and just fully Easy A’d that bitch ( but uses sex as an sh unfortunately )
does not know…how not to be a sexual object and defaults to being sexualized :/
he also uses drugs as an sh does not know how to function when not violently high also will do pretty much anything but is specifically addicted to coke ( also smokes a lot of cigarettes and weed )
ok last thing he raised karen ( he has a difficult relationship w his parents specifically his mom bc he loves her but Addiction ) so he parented karen bc his mom and dad were drunk or high
he loves karen HE HATES IKE THO HE IS AN IKE HATER him and karen have a lil slow burn thing happening in mm and he’s like kyle broflovski get ur shitheel menace little brother away from my sweet karen HISS ( she’s having her angsty middle school girl moment ok it’s ruining kennys life )
crosses the street without looking sometimes on bad days he doesn’t want to finish just to end shit quickly shsjsks
TADA! HDJSKSKSKA I HOPE THIS SUFFICES SHOULD I WRITE THE KENNY FANFIC HAHA
-uncle nina
#im so normal about mm and kenny u guys haha#i seriously don’t think im going to write it bc it really should not go out until after pep BUT WE HEAR ABT IT AS A TREAT#this is the best ask ily#U ARE SO RABID THO FRIEND OHBMY GOD THAT WAS SO FUNNY#deadpool kenny my hero#my beloved#sorry i didn’t talk abt marj that’s gonna have to be another ask if u want it i needed#this whole ask to talk abt kenny it was that serious for me#KENNY BEING SO UNSERIOUS ABT THE DEATH RESETS IS SO FUNNY#he’s like damn ok house party is tomorrow and i have a test next period *drives his truck off a cliff*#then wakes up and is like fuck my head hurts but ITS SATURDAY BABY#LIKE KENNY CHILL OUT
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During the IRL arc, after Kohga restores Byte's Admin status, he waltzes into Adminspace, using his new powers to warp it to his liking in a twisted parallel to when Emulator went there during his introduction arc. He turns it into a bizarre cross between a dark fantasy castle and a circus tent, with bits and pieces of the original office aesthetic(some scattered papers here, a splintered desk there, a torture device in the dungeon that looks suspiciously similar to a giant photocopier) dotted around as if to mock the other Admins.
And thanks to Kohga's meddling, they're all powerless against him and he takes every opportunity to rub it in their faces, especially CPU and Antivirus (he definitely remembers their visits to his cell. Payback's a bitch, ain't it). But, now that he's had his fun for a few hours, it's time to get down to business and get his Guardian Program back on track. So he just inputs the secret code he'd snuck in that'll let him take direct control of every SMG and-
>ERROR: Slimy Little Bitch Boy Detected
Wait, what? That's not supposed to happen. He tries to open up the System's code only to be met with
>Hey! That's my no-no square.
He snarls, "You are my creation. Obey me!"
>You ain't my real dad!
It wasn't even supposed to have a voice input option! The command box creaks as he grips it tighter in his frustration.
"Having a little trouble there Buggy Boi?"
Whirling around, he locks eyes with Lag. "You." he lunges forward, grabbing the other admin by the neck and lifting him as close to eye level as his chains will allow, "What the fuck did you do to my program, you pathetic waste of RAM!?"
Lag proves to be unimpressed, "I fixed it. Y'know, 'cause that's my job." He smirks, "If you want, we can call it payback for what happened to my boys."
Byte growls and slams him back into the wall, "Fine! I don't need your SMGs. I'll just wipe the slate clean and start from scratch!" A notification rings from the command box and he composes himself before opening a video chat with Welony, "Yes?"
"Well, hello to you too. I just wanted to check how things are going on your end." There's the sounds of destruction and screaming in the background.
"It's fine. I ran into a bit of trouble with regaining control of my SMG Program but it's nothing to worry about."
"Oh? What kind of trouble."
He rolls his eyes, "The morons here changed it even more than I thought. I can't make heads or tails of Lag's so-called 'improvements' and the System's turned against me. Better to just wipe them out and make new ones."
"I see," She sighs, "Well, that's a shame. And just when I was starting to enjoy having you around."
"What do you mea-AAAAAAA" PAIN HORRIBLE WHITE HOT SEARING BONE CRACKING PAIN!!!! "WHAT IS HAPPENING!?"
He can't see it from where he's convulsing on the ground, but she smirks, "Oh, I suppose I forgot to mention; your mask doesn't just hold Gohma's power, it also holds her soul."
"Y-you tr1Cked m3..."
"On the contrary, I gave you everything I promised you. You got your power, your authority, and your revenge. It's just...I also offered a good friend of mine a powerful new vessel. And what's more powerful than the last fully functional Admin?"
"I-!'ll k1lL y0u! I'll kILL yuuuuu and tURn y0^ inT0 a SmOOth13!"
As he continues to rant and rave against his former "partner," his body begins to swell, legs and pincers jutting out at random, the air filled with horrible squelching and snapping, the words gradually giving way to demonic screeching. All the while Adminspace changes as well, morphing into a dank cavern, the chains holding the de-powered Admins replaced by thick sticky webs.
Eventually the noises stop, and in Byte's place is a massive, spiky, monstrous cross between a spider, a scorpion, and a crawdad, its single massive eye roving hungrily over its captives. The only indications of who its body once belonged to are its color scheme and a battered, torn top hat hanging from its mandibles.
The Parasitic Ringmaster
Admin Gohma
"Have fun, girlfriend!" With that all-too-chipper sendoff, Welony hangs up and leaves the Admins to their fate.
#smg4#smg4 ocs#internet goddess au#the irl arc#byte#welony#lag#the guardian system#gohma#master kohga#the end of the toxic ringmaster#antivirus#cpu#emulator#this was inevitable#lag was chronologically the first admin byte screwed over so he gets to be the last admin who screws byte over#body horror#there is a zelda boss loose in the adminspace#yeah welony's in the middle of laying waste to the mushroom kingdom
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