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chaosduckies · 9 months
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Spirits: Chapter 2
At this point my sleep schedule was all over the place. I either go to bed early, and still wake up exhausted, or I stay up till about three in the morning and wake up the same way. There is no in between.
I yawned and stretched my arms out, throwing the covers off of my body. Groaning, I grabbed whatever finished homework I had on my desk and shoved it in my backpack. Opening my closet, I caught a glimpse of black on the chair in the corner of my room. Slowly closing my door and looking at the chair to make sure it was just my imagination. It in fact was not.
There was a person dressed in a black hoodie, black sweatpants, light brown hair, hazel eyes, and had these spiked cuffs around both of his wrists. I rubbed my eyes to make sure it wasn’t just my imagination again, but the boy just sat there reading one of my Percy Jackson books.
I yelped a little when I realized that he was real, and backed up into the opposite wall. If I were being honest, this guy looked like he could easily beat up someone.
“Did he step on a lego or something?” I heard him mumble and look directly at me. I stared at him kind of terrified. Be honest, would you be scared if a random guy that looks like he’s from a funeral home was just in your room?
“Wait, why are you looking over here,” He questioned then his eyes widened, “Can you see me?” Immediately he jumped out of my chair and dropped my book. I nodded my head as an answer and stood up. What in the heck was going on? Shouldn’t I be able to see a person in my room?
A smirk appeared on this strangers face as he stuffed his hands in his pockets, “Took you long enough. I was getting bored just talking with the ghosts at your school.” Ghosts? What?
“Excuse me, what?” I whispered, fearing I would wake my parents up if they weren’t already.
This stranger just chuckles a little, “Right, you don’t know. Um, so I’m a kind of ghost. Don’t believe me, oh well. You basically can see ghosts now, but only me for the moment. Think of me kind of like your guardian angel, just less… alive.”
My head was swirling with questions, but I shook them away and just sighed. So basically this stranger is a ghost who is acting like a guardian angel. This is amazing, and probably a lie.
”Please tell me you’re lying.” I mumbled.
“Sorry cupcake, we don’t always get what we want.”
I sighed again, and just walked up to my closet to grab my clothes for school.
“No questions? Wow, I owe death a lot of money.” The guy laughed.
“Look, I have no idea what’s going on, but I have to get to school, and I refuse to believe that after 17 years, I’m barely seeing ghosts.” I snapped at the guy. He just shrugged his shoulders, “Suit yourself. I’ll just let the other spirits take over your mind then.”
I rolled my eyes at his statement. There was no way this was real, right? He was just some cousin I’ve never met. Right? I did find it weird that he somehow came into my room without waking me up though. If he wasn’t lying and he was actually some type of ghost that wanted to do whatever to me, then I guess I’ve gone insane.
I went to the restroom to slip on my clothes, and walked back into my room to grab my backpack. The stranger just eyed me the entire time, seeing what I would do. I didn’t pay him no mind. If he gives off a bad first impression, then I’ll just ignore him. Not like he has anything nice to say anyways.
Heading down stairs, hoping he wasn’t following me, I smelled my moms pancakes being cooked over the oven. Looking behind me now, he did follow me. I glared at him for a second before sitting down on the island.
“Hey mom?” I asked, about to question who this person is.
“Yes?” She smiled at me before sliding on two pancakes.
“Who is this guy?” I pointed to the so called “Ghost” and watched as she put on a confused face.
“Who?” My eyes widened as the stranger smirked.
“U-u-um never mind.” I stuttered, suddenly losing my appetite. There has to be some type of explanation for this. I wouldn’t just see ghosts all of a sudden, right?
“Are you alright Nix?” My mom asked me. I put on a fake smile, “Y-yeah! I’m just not hungry this morning, I think I might just go to school already.” I explained, wanting to get out of this situation.
“You’re not good at this kind of stuff, are you.” The so called “ghost” sarcastically stated. I didn’t answer, just grabbed my bag and headed out the door.
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majunju · 4 months
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happy birthday!
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popponn · 5 months
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so what if itoshi rin happens to stop by a cafe during a downpour, expecting it to be just another dingy cafe in the basement with a drink he doesn't even enjoy. fully prepared to book it out the moment the rain stops, rin doesn't pay attention at first to the person who goes up to the stage and sits, carrying a guitar.
but then, he hears your voice at the first pluck of string and he may have fallen in love a bit at the first melody.
of course, it doesn't hit him immediately at first. it begins with him sitting in silence until you finish the last song. then it's him visiting every time he could for two weeks straight. then it's him remembering that you play every wednesday and weekend, noon and evening. then it's you recognizing him after one show and then it's him learning your name as you do his.
and if his team and big brother wonder why he grows calmer and plays many untitled recordings—given by you, made by you—he will probably punch them out of panic. but, at least he owes them for making him realize that it's a crush, actually.
(or, rin falls in love with you, your song, and more.)
#1
"...that's...you like someone...?" isagi speaks as if he is an incarnation of some demented fish. the moron even gapes like one.
rin tries his best not to reflexively throw the water bottle at hand. he would, if it isn't for a series of loud "the fuck"s and "no way"s that resound through the locker room. there is also a "bitch pay up! rinrin is in love, see?!" that suspiciously sounds like the blonde roach's voice, but honestly rin's biggest concern is his brother—who freezes like a statue and goes wide-eyed with a grace of a dying clam.
from the corner of his eyes, sae truly looks like he gets a heart attack and turns out rin still loves him enough to worry. but if the hunch that says that shitty brother is considering either giving pieces of advice or bees-and-birds talk there and then is right—rin is murdering him along with hiori yo who looks way too amused for his own good.
in the end, rin does end up throwing that bottle to isagi's face. rin revels in his pained squawk.
"i don't!" rin shouts, ignoring the creeping heat on his cheeks. for some reason he feels like he is lying but for now, he better socks sae in the face because that motherfucker looks like he is ready to speak.
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you sit on the rough surface of the cement stairs. as you take your guitar out of its case, a train of thought walks through your mind. a few months ago, the thought of having someone to sit here with you, enjoying the sunset while you play is a bit too farfetched.
but then rin—the guy who keeps appearing at the cafe every time you play, the guy who is cool, the good-looking guy, the guy who always listens every time you speak or play—just enters your life.
rin sits one step below your feet and looks at you so attentively that it makes you feel special. as you adjust the instrument in your hand, you wonder if it's wrong for you to fall simply because of that.
it probably is—a part of you say. but, you know that part too was the one who made you doubt yourself weeks ago, before rin shuts it up with a simple admittance of his preference to your songs.
so, like a fool, you smile—lovesick, too honest, too obviously, "hey, have i ever played a love song for you?"
rin hums, filling in the silence as he seems to try to remember something. shifting his weight to lean on his elbow, he offers you a confident answer, "few times, in the cafe."
"but never in our solo shows, right?" you place your fingers on the strings. the word 'our' comfortably resting in your sentence.
you notice how rin's eyes soften and never have you ever wished that you didn't read things wrongly this much. "yeah," rin says, the orange of the sunset decorating his face in a way that makes you realize how pretty aquamarine suits him.
"then," you hope you will have courage, one day. "that shall be our song today."
notes: this hellsite ate this so out of spite i remade everything. also out of love because rinnie is babey. but yeah—rin who falls in love with musician you. the thought of a grumpy guy who listens to acoustic ballad played by his favorite person and cooking down immediately is cute to me. so here you have it, kinda post canon, kinda no plot just coming of age vibe kinda slice of life vibe. plus the thought of chance meeting in a cafe stage is cute. yeah i just think this idea is cute and i got bored in the train. this thing is a few weeks old actually, but. yeah. anyway another blurbs for now ❤ maybe i really should make masterlist for these stuffs 🐒 after the trip myb. but yeah, honestly rin feels soft for me since long ago. esp on the inside. and the thoughts of him getting "special" "only for him" stuffs feels good after all the "sae replacement" stuffs he went thru in canon. i think he is the type who will make you feel special because he really is all in for you. okay yeah my head kinda dizzy maybe i will add something more later. shout out to ms. lau/fey and mbak yu/ra yuni/ta for the songs that play in my head, it makes it better.
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satans-knitwear · 2 months
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Super quick pics, before I return to my blanket cocoon ✨
Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me
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yurislilygarden · 3 months
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ʚїɞ Self Aware! Hazbin Hotel
ʚїɞ Their reaction after becoming self-aware and first thoughts about reader! part 1
ʚїɞ Angel Dust and Husk / Part 2!
ʚїɞ Keep in mind English is not my first language, so you may find mistakes!
ʚїɞ Word count: just about 1.1k
ʚїɞ Part 1! (Lucifer and Alastor)
ʚїɞ This is WAY shorter than I would like, but I suppose that the first part was more filler-like for the au😭 May rewrite it one day ngl, am not satisfied with how this turned out but I've been at this for way too long
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Very few characters would notice something wrong on the first watch of the show, but wouldn't realize, nor become self-aware until the 2nd or further watch. 
While everyone's reaction would be different with different amounts of stages before total acceptance of the situation, they all would share the first emotion, simple disbelief. They would first need to even process the fact that they're not real, that they were created solely for the purpose of entertaining… something? Someone? In a completely different Universe. That everything that they thought had happened to them before they died didn't actually happen, they were never alive in the first place. Only after that did the emotions and reactions differ. The very first emotion or actual personal reaction would be:
Angel Dust
Irritation, a little bit of Anger, paranoid
Angel would be mainly irritated and somewhat angry due to realizing that all his pain was technically for nothing. The treatment from Val? His life back on earth that supposedly never happened? His life generally in hell? All that pain and suffering just to entertain someone? At first, he doesn't want to accept that it never happened, that he never existed, that he was never actually alive. That he’s just a 2D character. He just can’t.
He would become paranoid after the immense stress from noticing the little butterfly flying above them from time to time came in, after all, he had no way of knowing if he himself or others were watched only when they could see the little glowing motherfucker, or maybe they could be watched even without seeing them, without their knowledge. He would be a little disappointed in himself for not noticing anything earlier, especially since they don’t know just how long have you been watching them. He'd be up for drugs way more than ever, no, he didn't want to disappoint Charlie or anyone else by fucking up the progress he'd been doing, but surely they would understand looking at the whole picture right? He’d rather go back to being blissfully unaware than knowing he's not real if it means he's gonna feel like this. He hates it. He hates you.
At least at the start.
It was soon after he became self-aware that the others realized why he was acting more strangely than normal and filled him in on what they knew, which was barely anything, to tell the truth, but it was enough to get him thinking. Were you as bad as he first thought if you did nothing but watch them the whole time? He will blame Charlie for all the better thoughts of you, but he started thinking, what if you really can't do anything but watch? He knows others have mixed thoughts about what can you do, an example being whether you can only watch, or do you choose to just watch. He's on the ‘can only watch‘ team.
His feelings were mixed for a pretty long time. On one side, he thought he should be against the small glowing thingy, but there's also the other side seeing that you do nothing to them, just watch.
(I would say that he would have a little soft spot if you reminded him of Molly, his sister, but we don’t know anything about her. I’m guessing she was nice/good since she landed in heaven, so yeah, remind him of his sister in some way and there’s a soft spot he tries to hide.)
He was really negative at first, starting out as really irritated, but with time and help from the others (mainly Charlie since she didn't want anyone in the hotel to be against you), he did get to the neutral zone, and by the time any of them meet you, he would be in the more positive neutral zone.
Husk
Anger and worry
To say he's pissed would be the understatement of the century. The moment he processed his, everyone’s, situation and the disbelief passed, he could just feel anger, because how dare someone disregard their feelings, their whole damn existence like that? Do you think that they’re some sort of clowns that are supposed to entertain you?! Like most characters, he’s disappointed in himself as well for not noticing earlier. It’s even worse when there’s others who noticed before him and didn’t say shit.
But as much as he's pissed off, there's actually the feeling of worrying just under. What does it mean for them now that they realize they're just characters in a show, that they find out something they shouldn't? Can it fuck up their life on this side? Can it fuck up the whole city or more because of this? Should they try to continue living like they don't know shit or try to communicate with you or your world? Similar to Lucifer's, his mind is a mess.
Like everyone, he hates the idea, the knowledge, of the fact that they all are just some 2D characters created to be in some sort of a show to entertain people. Did that mean that his whole past of being an Overlord didn’t happen at all? That his supposed memories of that time were fake? Could he have been free from the deal if he had an actual choice in his actions?
He would keep reminding himself all the time about their situation even if he doesn’t want to, his mind just goes there without permission. He feels his skin crawl thinking about all the time that they’ve been watched, controlled, without knowing, for who knows how long. He would be in the middle when it comes to when all of the characters became self-aware, there were some before him, but there were also some people after him.
Reader can only see what they're meant to, and the characters realize it over time, but Husk knowing it leads to him sometimes trying to catch the small glowing butterfly in his paws when he is off screen/camera for you. Which he fails at every time as his hands just phase through your small form.
The others can just occasionally see him jumping up and down trying to catch the little shit or use his wings and try to catch your small form like that just to fail every single time.
Like with everyone else, you could have a small personal favor. You would have a sort of a plus point in his mind if you turned out to like gambling or card games, he would find the idea of playing with/against you somewhat enjoyable (he would think of gambling for answers, a deal where the one who wins a round will ask a question and the other has to answer to the best of their capability).
It would take longer than most, even with the others trying to help, to get him to the neutral zone, never mind the positive one. It was hard for him to see you in any other light than negative when they had so little information on you, for all they could know, what little they had could’ve been completely wrong. So his feelings start at practically despising you, then after a longer time going into simply not caring as much, shrugging off, if you will, and that wouldn’t change too much until he meets reader personally.
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pettyoddity · 6 months
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justalittleguest · 2 months
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The ending scene of Chapter 26 from “Spilled Ink” by Im_sorry_buddy on AO3 is the only thing my rotten brain let me think about every day since I read it. That kind of consistent obsession can be sorta comforting.
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mixxsweetheart · 4 months
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why does like every octopus in splatoon serve cunt ANWYAYS SIDE ORDER 8
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irlcats-bracket · 11 months
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BRACKET 2 FINALS 1
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SUMMER versus BUMPER
SUMMER
She’s a Siberian, and she’s submitter's emotional support animal she’s such a good baby and they would kill for her! She has a whole host of chronic health issues but she’s handling it like a trooper. Beloved by all friends family and vet staff she deserves the world!!
PROPAGANDA
She’s a Siberian, and she’s submitter's emotional support animal she’s such a good baby and they would kill for her! She has a whole host of chronic health issues but she’s handling it like a trooper. Beloved by all friends family and vet staff she deserves the world!!
PROPAGANDA
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BUMPER
he is owned by connoreatspants famous twitch streamer he once bit austin show who is gay so he is maybe a little homophobic but submitter thinks he got over it as an adult. was found on the side of the highway by will neff. he's gray. they don't know what else they can say about bumper. he used to be really tiny and there's plushies of him
PROPAGANDA
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also @conarcoin's bumper plushie
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here's grownup bumper
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here's bumper with a bowtie
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and here's bumper snuggling with jschlatt's cat jambo :)
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look how small. please ignore mr j schlatt
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thevirgodoll · 1 year
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one thing that stops me from overthinking is remembering that everything is never personal as it seems. everyone's behavior is an amalgamation of who they are and what they have experienced. it doesn't really have to do with you.
it FEELS unbelievably personal, especially when you are hurt. but remember we are only experiencing people. you have to stop thinking people will think and respond the way you would... everyone lives in their own understanding and reality.
and with you living in your own reality, you don't have to put up with this. let people's reality be their business.
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originalartblog · 1 year
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I just think Chuuya deserves to snap for this arc. Crumble under his unaddressed trauma. Be evil for a little while. Make Dazai face some consequences for a change. A little corruption arc, if you will.
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vernfernn · 1 year
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can someone please draw mannimarco in one of those sexy metal bikini armors that are drawn on women in fantasy art like
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it’s not a want it’s a need, ok thanks for listening bye bbgs
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skywalker42 · 8 months
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What people think ADHD is:
So I went to my room to grab sticky notes to leave my roommate a reminder on the dryer but then I saw my week old mug on my nightstand so I went to put it away and then when I was in the kitchen I realized there's no room for it in the cabinet and now I'm measuring the wall for shelving units.
Which, yeah, it is that. It's definitely that. But it's also this series of texts I sent to my friend this morning:
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i love the idea of ppl thinking atsushi and gin are dating purely becuz i love the idea of atsushi having to awkwardly explain he's fucking her brother
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chipper-smol · 6 months
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Capitalism shure will make you feel guilty about wanting to work on a later schedule than 8 to 5
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fredbydawn · 1 month
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I was wondering about the writing on the wall during Amanda’s test, and then I remembered that I fully just have Saw on DVD so I can actually look at that scene on a screen bigger than an ipad, and I’m like 95% sure that it says:
“If you try to keep your life for yourself, you will lose it
But if you give up your life to me, you will find true life”
Which seems to be a modification of Matthew 16:25, which is a line quoting Jesus addressing his disciples. So I’m wondering whether this was something specifically meant for Amanda in the hopes she would succeed and become an apprentice, or if it had something to do with the guy she cuts open, who maybe like failed his own test
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