#aughhh I love this fluffy boy
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Closer And Closer
Note || as requested by many, here is the sequel! This was a ton of fun to write 🤲
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<(Previous Part)> <(You are here)>
Sypnosis || With your new friend in hand, you begin earning some unexpected honesty—and new understandings.
Once, there was a dream. Sometimes it would recur, coming back to you in the encroaching depths of your mind no matter how much you wanted to stop dreaming this very same dream. It was always on and off, how it can always come back–like a nightmare–just how can one describe it?
People can forget their own dreams long after they wake up, lest they be lucky to want to write down the dream. So you were one and the same, the trepidation always sneaking upon you, like an approaching danger that will never fail to make your nerves stand on end.
“Mommy,” You tugged at the hem of the woman’s dress, a baby trapped within a limited consciousness; yearning for love, curiosity and just always wanting to be around your parents. It’s natural and in nature for a young child to always want their parents. “Why are you gonna be gone for so long?”
Oh, that sweet, sweet voice. How adorable could you be? The woman just looked down upon your small form with a smile, so very reminiscent of motherly love. Only a mother could bring a kind of peace like that to their child, the woman thought. She crouched down to your level, patting the crown of your head with a gentle hand, so very gentle as you remember her even gentler heartbeat. A voice came from her mouth, words carried with a saccharine tone. “My little sweet apple pie, it is only a work trip!” She giggled, then wrapped her arms around you and held you close. Causing you to giggle as well, laughter so joyous even the woman holding you now couldn’t help but feel such joy because of you alone. “I’ll be back before you can say Poppies!”
You look up at her, strangely the woman’s face was misty, enshrouded by black shadows. As if reality didn’t want you to see her, your own mother. Still, a smile remained upon your face as you nodded at the woman. “Hehe! Okay, mom.”
Slowly you blinked, the world suddenly began disappearing from sight, the environment twisting upon your peripherals.
“What?”
You groan audibly, cursing to yourself under your breath. “Of-fucking-course.”
Slowly, You remember where you are now. A hand comes into your view and holds you steady, a very familiar one.
“Don’t get up too quickly, you will get weary Angel.” His voice warns, it still seemed so strained and worn worse for wear. Just what kind of things had Catnap done to DogDay? Perhaps you shouldn’t worry about it, something like that is a very personal thing to ask about, no doubt.
You coughed, pounding on your chest as you slowly rose awake. Your companion had been waiting calmly for you to collect yourself, but that had made him a little worried as he winced when you coughed. Slowly enough, you ease yourself into standing with DogDay’s help, all that jumping and landing seriously hurt your body a great deal. No wonder you were exhausted as hell right now.
Right, no time to worry about that now. It was time to be more worried about what to do next, “DogDay, you think you can handle being carried around by me in that state?” You asked with an airy tone, you didn’t want to be too loud and accidentally attract any nearby toys who are under Catnap’s influence. DogDay slumped for a moment, most likely still very worn out from probably the way he had been hanged. He let out a heavy sigh, feeling everything coursing through him, he was very much here and alive.
He always had been continually reminded of this very thing.
Reminded of Catnap.
“No need to worry about me, Angel.” Your companion spoke, his fur ruffling about in his movements. You probably were gonna have to do something about that later, DogDay sorely needed some cleaning up. “I am tougher than you think.”
It seemed his words carried a half-hearted weight, carrying no affirmed meaning to them. You looked at DogDay incredulously, clear as night and day that you knew this well; worn out, tired and cramping for a plan to end the Prototype. You’ve never gotten a good look at the Prototype, only a few times you have gotten a good look at the Prototype’s hand–there must be a whole body from beyond the shadow’s.
Awaiting, no doubt terrifying too. But, you dealt with adrenaline rushes and terrifying monsters from the moment you stepped foot into the abandoned Playtime Co.
“Ah, well, just tell me if anything is bothering you.” You nodded at him, patting down your clothing, the dust falling in your wake. DogDay was quiet for a moment, taking a hand-step back as he looked around at the environment once more. He was considering something, considering how to go about the next phase of the way.
“No safe places here, nothing good.” For a moment, you swore that you had seen his mouth contorting into a frown–though in every Smiling Critter, they always are smiling–So this was completely new, different somehow. “My apologies Angel, safe places are rare to find.” DogDay sighed, he in a sense was habitually instinctive to keep his loved ones safe; going so far as to make sure they have a good sleep. Even if it meant at the cost of his own health.
He cared deeply for his friends, but they were gone now. Catnap was someone he could not recognize anymore, that wasn’t his friend.
DogDay’s only focus was making sure you are alive and safe.
Something of which is admittedly difficult to do, knowing all the horrors that had occurred in Playtime Co. but it wasn’t too troubling for someone like you. DogDay was glad for you about that, impressed even that you had managed to survive thus far before you had met him.
You patted his head, causing him to look back at you. “Nothing to apologize for! Everyone’s just… a little too crazy nowadays.” You mutter, walking over to a dusty pile and finding a tape. There seemed to be thousands of these tapes all around the Factory, some of which you could’ve sworn recording yourself.
Being a former employee for Playtime Co. is one thing to say, but being an engineer was a different process. You were only involved in the works of designing and constructing, not once had you ever really got hand in hand with actually building things. But you were highly proud of the work you had done and completed alongside your fellow co-workers, looking back on it now… all it had done simply saddened you.
How it seemed to be the way that the toys seemed to be so lifeless, once so full of joy, love and empathy for everyone in this place all together.
You wouldn’t mind turning back the clock and doing good for once more, the right way this time. When everything was said and done, the toys you came across were well justified in their anger for being abandoned–but you weren’t looking to be on the top list of being killed either. Considering how you had gotten lucky apparently by quitting the day before your co-workers had all disappeared.
Getting through this place was no trouble, you remember some good places of this Factory like the back of your hand. Huggy Wuggy, Kissy Missy of whom is his spouse, was rather different to the likes of the tall-blue furred beast. Rather inconceivable in behaviors, Kissy Missy was a perturbed ally, one you didn’t expect. All the toys you met so far, (save for Poppy, and Kissy Missy) had full intentions to kill you from going any further.
This Factory is a whole goddamn amalgamation of mysteries you weren’t sure you wanted to solve anymore. Let alone having any trust in every being you come across now too, how disturbing must this get? You sure as hell weren’t Elliot Ludwig.
“I simply wish I could be of more help.” DogDay recounted with a mournful tune, breaking you out of your thoughts and consolation. You frown at him, wanting to offer comfort: the words could not come through. He shuffled around to begin looking for things too, but now something had crossed your mind.
You still couldn’t piece together almost everything between DogDay and Catnap, some things he had said back at the heretic altar had stuck with you. Until now it was dismissable, out of sight and out of mind you supposed. Though you recounted some thoughts that had warmed you in ways you didn’t expect, at first meet he already was of great character–someone you truly wanted to be around.
The repugnant smell that had always seemed to be invading your senses was gone now, this particular area was an untouched one. “DogDay… do you mind if I ask you something?” You spoke, stepping over the rubbish and noting the sound footsteps that echo in your wake. Don’t walk too much, this area may be empty but it didn’t mean that Catnap wasn’t watching. That cat was terrifying to you. Permeating nightmares had run endlessly through your mind, and his gas before when calling back on previous close counters with the obsessed follower of the prototype were far too close.
Continually he had gone about looking for anything that may be of assistance to you both, still he had spoken in reply, “Angel, I will answer anything. You deserve as such.” DogDay recounted, noting what he had said to you before you fell to the slumbers of sweet, sweet sleep.
Cool, cool cool… that was dandy and nice of him. You just weren’t sure how to articulate the very question that lays burning in your mouth, for fear of the fact you might be gazed upon with ranicid and covert questioning, like an ornery old bitch. Pointedly you stepped around the rubble, in turn you came across an old set-up, as if there used to be children here. A blanket laying upon the ground and the ravaged pillows, still in condition that you could say that was okay to be recycled for use. Still quite in a-okay position to sit down on, waiting for DogDay to finish scrambling around.
“So,” You began, lacing your fingers together and intertwining them purely out of your nerves spiking in your body as of right now. “What’s… the deal between you and Catnap?” Abruptly, at those words, his very being felt as if he tensed up. You couldn’t read him right now, suddenly incomprehensible to understand.
“I suppose you should know about it, in order to really understand Catnap.” He motioned, steadily crawling over to where you sat. “Catnap was someone you could get along great with, quiet and not much of a talker, but actions speak louder than words Angel.”
Then, there was a lapse in his words; DogDay was doing his best to keep himself steady and calm. He certainly couldn’t allow himself to fall apart in front of you, that is not very leader-like of someone such as DogDay.
“Oh, his actions spoke so much more for him than one little word.” He nodded, laying his head upon his crossed arms. DogDay had made himself comfortable as he shifted to a proper position. “But, things happened. Very bad things.” You were albeit surprised he was willingly sharing such information with you, as personal as it would appear.
Still, you had remained muted, this was something that could conceivably help you in dealing with the nightmare cat later on. “Something had happened to him, something I wasn’t aware of. Angel, he.. wasn’t the same Catnap. He wasn’t my friend anymore.” Now, you could understand this well.
You yourself never had a good trade off within all your relationships, no matter what kind of relationship it was… be it; platonic, romantic, friends even! Humans are odd and sometimes indescribable in nature, but it simply has always been this way. But friends change, sometimes partially and even supernaturally.
In DogDay’s case, it was gruesome and religious. Catnap by no means was someone to act fool with, something you could pick out with merely just from first impressions. In passing, this was no offense whatsoever–personally that cat looked scary as hell.
“All my friends just,” Then, DogDay allowed himself to breathe again once more. “I wouldn’t wish it even on my own worst enemy.”
“The Prototype?” You snorted, shifting your weight from one end to the other as you gave him a benign quizzical look.
“Angel.”
“I'm messing with you!”
You waved him off, then put your hands in your lap. It was oddly endearing in how you behaved, the normalcy around here is rare, DogDay would admit. “So it seems, Prototype is his god. I don’t understand every detail, but The Prototype saved him.” He beckoned, recounting the mention of the Prototype from not even two minutes ago.
“So Catnap began viewing this, Prototype as such?” You finished for him, tilting your head. Your companion nodded, lifting his head to recover proper eye contact with you.
“Poppy, the rest who are on your side want nothing more to end the terror of the Prototype’s reign. Come to save me Angel, I thank you so much for that.” Honesty was a fickle thing for DogDay since recalling recent events, but had it come to you? The fearless dog didn’t mind.
“Oh it’s nothing to be thanked for,” You grin at him, ever so slightly. But he’ll take that, “You were in so much pain. That’s a position no innocent person, or toy deserves to be in.”
DogDay had to consider this for a moment, so much consideration had been done lately. Yet, it was all done to simply understand the chaos underlying this factory, no doubt it had caused a lot of trauma (to many in this place) alone. “You're right about that, Angel, I suppose I had gotten too comfortable in all my reckless decadence.” Willfully, he was well aware of his actions as a leader. Some of which he had questioned why he had made them.
Your hand on his ragged-torn furred head had snapped DogDay out of his conscious thoughts, “We all deserve peace, that means you too DogDay.”
You were right.
It seems there are still many things to be learned.
“You are far too kind to me.” He sighed, leaning into your hand. You never moved your hand away from him.
“Though we should probably get you cleaned up.” That sentence alone suddenly broke the comfortable atmosphere, still much rather comedic however.
“Right,” DogDay barked, as if he really was laughing. His whole body shook, it was rather a wave of happiness. Something he had not often felt, it had almost shocked him a little. “I believe they would have some bandages and towels nearby, water too.” Your companion then noted it would most likely be at a medical station somewhere.
You raised a brow at this, causing DogDay to nod with an air of laughter about him as he spoke once more whilst you had hoisted him over your shoulders. “I worked with children quite more often than not, you would be surprised at the amount of things that happen during playtime Angel.”
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#poppy playtime x reader#dogday poppy playtime#poppy playtime#x reader#I’m I using Angel too much? seems in-character for him to keep calling you that.#aughhh I love this fluffy boy
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I've sent this to another account but I have to say it here. Black Cat hybrid Wooyo x Witch/Wizard Reader
👀 Anon, you get a gold star for this.
⭐️
I'll make an exception for lil ramble thoughts because I love this.
Fluff first, smut below, no warnings, have fun. 💜
Black Cat!Wooyoung would be so cute. 😭 With his fluffy cute ears, his little tail, aughhh I love kitty hybrids.
You're doing your little witchy things in your cottage, looking over your spell books or sorting through your herbs when he comes along and nudges you for attention.
"What you doin?" He asks you as he nuzzles his head into yours, hugging you from behind.
"Working," you say, continuing your task.
But Wooyoung wanted your attention. He didn't want you to bother with the herbs, or the books, he just wanted you.
When you brought him in on that dark night he pawed at your door, he knew you were a witch, and he didn't care, he was just happy to have a home.
And slowly, a love grew between you two. He loved you, he adored you, and everything you did. You loved your sweet, chaotic kitty.
Except now, when he was deliberately trying to pull you away from your current task.
"But love, I need your help," he whines, hugging you tighter, trying to pull you away from the counter.
"Wooyoung-"
"Pleaseeee, you've been working all day, I want attention."
You turned around to tell him off, but when you saw the big eyes he was giving you, the pout, the way his ears were down, your frustration and resistance melted away.
"Okay, fine, we can cuddle, kitty," you sighed. Wooyoung happily mewed as he hugged you tight again, and you smiled as you hugged him back.
Smut under here 👀
But could you IMAGINE how Wooyoung would squeak and mew when you fuck him?? SO SUBBYYY!
Riding him or fucking him bent over, making him scream and squeal, mewing out desperately, crying out your name for more.
"Mistress/Master, please don't stop! I can take it, please, give me more! Don't stop!"
And so you do, and you watch him melt and cry and squirm, screaming your name, so blissed out and overwhelmed, just how he wants.
Because he's so obsessed with you, your touches, the love you give him.
And if he eats you out/sucks you off?? LORD I love the idea of Wooyoung going down on you-
Looking up at you with his pretty eyes, hoping you'll pull his hair and smack his face. Calling him a little desperate slut, a dirty whore.
He LIVES for it, he LOVES it.
His little black tail swishing behind him, curling up when you pull on his hair, oh my God-
He'd let out the prettiest cries when he's overestimated. His ears folded down, tears streaming down his cheeks, his tail curled up tight as he's mewing and sobbing your name.
"Mistress/Master, please, enough! I was good, please, no more!"
But we all know he loves it.
Such a pretty boy, screaming when he cums, arching his back, oh, so beautiful.
And of course, you'd cuddle him and pet him, clean him up, tell him how good of a kitty he was afterwards.
Because he's a good kitty. He deserves it. 💜
Imma go lay down now 😵💫 Kitty Wooyoung, fuuuuck yes 🤤
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My liveblog reaction post for JRWI Riptide 114! :3 SPOILERS AHEAD if that wasn’t obvious.
I completely forgot. About the bastion/stronghold. IF THEY LEAVE THE SHIP THEY LOSE THE TELEPORTER.
Haha! Ha. Wowie this is extremely stressful to start a session Jesus Christ. Pls get good perception AGGG. The laughter but it’s so stress LMAOOO AAAA
If anyone dies this episode! Haha.
How is this all 10 mins into the episode it’s just a terrible chase scene I am so. Aughhh
THANK GOD TBEY GOT TO THE DOCKS. BUT IS THE SHIP OKAY. if the ship fucking denigrates they lose their teleporter man they need that to get home if anything haha! Aggghghsh
The fucking. Fish shoes. Also PORTABLE HOLE LMAOOO
Gryffon :( my boy protect the ship my guy ily
Godddd because of the title I’m so fucking sure there’s stuff about Jay’s family here. I’m so sure there’s lots of things here but it’s so not safe.
Darkness lets gooo… oh.. that audio… ohhhhggg ahhdnjs oh goddddd
“Hello..?” *unimaginable horror response in a roar*
HOW HAS IT ONLY BEEN 25 MINS THERE ARE UNIMAGINABLE HORRORS THIS IS TERRIFYING
Portable holeeeee that’s a smart play, but that’s terrifying to think bout the helmet
“GUYS YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS” “what is it gill?” “Stairs!” “… that’s a ladder gill-“ I love them so much
More unimaginable horror sounds! Oh boy! This is. It’s been 30 fucking minutes.
Oh yucky.. skin… Jesus.. oh noooogghdjhdns
ITS GONE?!?!? WHERE THE FUCK DID IT GO.
THIS IS NOT THE FUCKING TIME TO BE ARGUINGGGG AAAAGGGG
I hate this so fucking much actually
The bit shoes.. Charlie please
We have made it 40 mins in let’s goooo haha. Ha!
A GLHYPHHJDHHSHS JAY NO WHAT HEY. FIREEE????? 37 POINTS HOLYYYY FUCKKKKK
HAHSJFHSJAIDJSUHWKS CREATURES THEYRE HERE AND THEYRE ANGRY
Haha it’s all fine now. Also the fucking bones aren’t real??? What. HAHAHAHAJGSIW UH OH BIZLY PLEASSEE
LMAOOO HAHAGGGSHDA THE PARANOIA IS SO FUCKING REAL
HAHSHSHSHA THE FUCKING MICROCHIPS IN THE WATER NOO STOP FUCKIN WITH GILL LMAO
Almost an hour in!! Woooooo! No ones dead thank fucking god
Thank god Chip please make sure no one dies thank u skelly man <3
Floor threeeee baybeee surely nothing happens here. :)
There’s someone waiting for themmmmm hahaha
“Jay can you do me a flavor right now?”
AHAHSHSHSHA WHATTTT WDYMMMM EVERYTHING GULLIOKFNXUSHSO GILLION NOOOOOO WHAT THE FUCKSHAIABA also the last quote being Gillion’s last words man. Yikes
Where is my boy where is my boy where is my boy. IS THAT HIS FUCKING SKIN
ITS HIS FUCKING SKINH IM SO MOT OKAY WHWRE IS MY BOY WHEFE IS HE. GIVE HIM BACK THEY JUST GOT HIM VACK
Haha. I’m fine :) I’m gonna ignore that for now haha cause why. Would that be an issue :)
I’m so worried about him actually. Bring him back
THEY WERE FUCKING EXPERIMENTING ON THE ICHOR. I KNEW IT BUT GOD THE CONFIRMATION IS. UGHHHGHDJSK yea this is such a navy thing to do. Yuck
Oh my god they didn’t see what skin the trition in the ground was. What if that was Edyn. Oh I’m so unwell.
GODDD THEYRE USING THE LEVIATHAN AND THE FUCKING ICHOR AS A SUPER WEAPON. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THE NAVY.
NOT EVEN HALFWAY THROUGH THE EPISODE YET WHAT THE FUCKKKKKK
Chip is so me I would totally. Grab bone pieces. EWWWW WHY MORE SKIN GROSS HOW MANY PEOPLE DID THEY FUCKING KILL
DEATHWARD SAVED THIS MAN PLEASE STAY MY GUY I LOVE YOU. this man is being crucified.. oh my god,,
Holy shit.. Kuba kenta :o is that u bitch
ITS HIMMMM HOLYYYY SHITTYTTT HAHSHSHSHAHA he’s such a bastard but also such a good villain… godddddd he’s just a fluffy guy :3
Mmmmmm machineeeeee
Giving me The Core from Amphibia vibes. This is fucking TERRIFYING. I MEAN I WAS RIGHT HERE CAUSE GILLION WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. PLEASE. GILLION WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT. WHY DID YOU SIT IN THE CHAIR
WHWIDUDISHWJDJEIEJAIWHDIRJE GILLION. WHAT THE FUCK. Oh
Oh my god. 0 initiative. Oh my god Gillion please
“I would like to touch myself… and say- there’s more wait” PLEASEEE CHARLIEEE LMAOOOO
AWAAA RUN GILLION RUNNNNNN
“Oh my god, Gillion’s not fast.” HES RUNNING FOR HIS LIFE RIGHT NOW SO MAYBE HE IS??
It’s totally him right. YEA it’s Gilly :) why hasn’t he told them about Kuba Kenta.
Aughhhhghhfjskb CONDI?!??? LMAOOOO
Why. Are you. I. I despise them so much.
FIREWALL AUGHHGH NOT AGAIN
“CHEEBO” the rest of chips skin is fucking burnt off Jesus Christ
.. oh fuck. There’s more people going in????? It better not be the rest of the crew. INVISIBLITY WENT DOWN IGHDHDHSJS
Bones… gill I’m so sorry man :(
CHIP STOP BEING LIKE THAT YOU LOVE THEM. You love them. They you’re besties.
NATURAL 1 BUT IGS A FUCKING 23 WHAT THE HELLLLLL
Aughhhhhhhh paijnnnm pleaseeee surely nothing goes wrong mannnn what the hell
… conch shell time haha uh oh surelyyyy this will be fine
Jay my beloved <3 you got this girl
AAAA Grandma Ferin… SHES FUCKING CRAZY HOLY SHIT. Vault… time.. oh no. Woahhhh wonder. If that’s the true prophecy in there
CONDI DEAFENED AUGSJHSJGA WHATTT NO BRING HIM BACK OH FUCK
Haha they’re trapping themselves in this room. Uh oh.
OH. GILLION. OH NO. OH NOOO WHAT. HELLO. HEY. Uh oh. Hey. WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKK WHAT IS GOING ON
WHERE IS MY FISH MAN WHERE IS HE WHERE IS HE
THE HORRORS ARE THERE THE HORRORS. THATS WBY HE DIDNT TELL ABLUT KUBA KENTA OH MY GOD
…
The sword. Thank god.
PELASEEEE DONT LET ANY OF TJEM DIE OM GONIFNIBSJA GILLIONS GOING GO SAVE HIS FRIEND HES FOINF AS FAST AS HE VAN
JAY PLEASE GO HELP PLEASE FUCKKKK ING HELL
Ichor creature. Godddddd
I don’t even have words this is just combat that’s terrible and I hate it
Aughhdhxhsishdjsn man. People have been so right about how this episode is Bad bad. Like. Wow.
2 and half hours in. Pain and suffering. Please don’t let Chip die again. Charlie did really fucking good playing his doppelgänger without breaking that’s insane.
Gillion’s yelling at each other would be so much funnier if it wasn’t. A life or death situation
CHARLIE SALUTING IM SO UPSET PLEASSESS LET THEM LIVE
YEAHAHAHAHDHDHS GET HIS ASS JAY
HAHA HEY.
HOW ARE THEY TYING IM GONNA CRYYYY
HE WCJDJDSHS HE DID IT HE FUCKING DID IT OM GONAN THROW UP OHHHHGG MU GOD
GILLIONS STUFF FUCKKKKING WAITAAGGG
HAHAHDHSGWGE KUBA KENTA MENTION.
Oh. He’s. Opening. Kubas cage. Gillion. Hey.
Haha they have to go back UP?!? Well. Riptide pirates, it was nice knowing you.
Chip. Can’t be healed I am so upset. Also I feel like the creatures are just going to escape. And Kuba Kenta is going to be Right There.
Dopplegilly you bitch ass mother fucker give my boy back his stuff
WHDIXHSIDHS THEY PUT HIM IN THE HOLE??? Well. I mean. Go off
I hope they don’t fucking fall into the lava. Like seriously after all that.
Well. Gillion. Please let this man get his stuff. WALL OF WATER THANK GODDDD
How is there a half hour left.
HE HAS MISTY STEP. CHARLIE WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU
I am so. AUEGUESHS THE LIFE DEBT OF DOPPELGILLY GOINF BACK INTK THE HOLE PLEASE LMAOOOO WHAT IS THIS
Please get out of here please just get the ship off the island oh my god
So much murderrr please go n get them and get out im so ahdichdiebz
oh . The fucking. Turrets. LMFAO COUNTER SPELL THE FUCKING ASS TURRETS JDDIDBKS
THE FUCKCONF DECK IM GONNA LOSE IT PLEASE. DONT LET HIM DO THAT PLEASE
WHY NOT JUST FUCKING THROW THE DECK OF CARDS UP. WHY. I’m gonna.
THE IDIOT CARD. OH MY GODDD HAHAHDJDHAUA 3 INTELLIGENCE IM SOGONGNDHSBA
THE VOID. LMAOOOO HES FUCKING GONE THANK GOD. Anyways the TURRETS.
THEY FUCKING DID IT LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOO
Well. That was. An episode. Well. I can see why everyone was freaking out about it LMAO THEYRE ALIVE THOUGH LETS GOOOO RIPTIDE PIRATES
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malevolent pt 31 liveblog ''the nightmare''
arthur is sleepy i'm so glad
WAIT WHAT
KELLIN??
WHERE'S JOHN
WHY THE FUCK IS KELLIN THERE
DOWN THE TOWER??
WHAT
IS
GOING
ON
oh wait i get it
is the whole episode a fever dream
THE HEAD!!!! RETURNS
samantha is its name
girl what is going on did i miss something
yes you are daft arthur
where is john
i miss him
i cant have him gone again after s3
the voice being distorted?
ayo kellin lowkey sounds like john what is going on
the butcher?? the apartment??
i think i get it. arthur is like dreaming and his memories are blending. kelling and john function as the same person
UNCLE? this is definitely a dream
OH GOD ARTHUR TRAUMA AHHHHHHH
LISTEN TO JOHN GODAMMIT
the train? oh this is getting good
PERCIVAL !!!
NO NOT HIS WIFE WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU KILLED HER
JOHN !! YES LISTEN !!
who is john?
wdym you DONT REMEMBER
I WAS RIGHT KELLING = JOHN RN
yes bbg you are dreaming
noooo you didnt drown your girl arthur
wait is kiy has the dreamlands does he have dreams as well
LISTEN !! TO !! JOHN !!
YES HE IS YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS
why is you trying grunting real hard dude wtf
oooh please be yellow or somehting
OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD
''i'm not a piece of you'' THE LITTLE BITCH IS BACK !!
''clever boy'' dude wtf
yellow repaying arthur for being called ''good boy'' by him that one time
PODCAST ACHIEVEMENT!! worms obtained
yeah arthur what ARE you doing
ohhhhhhhh what did happen
this is such good horror wtf
oh ok i was just talking about this with finch but the line ''you are me screaming at me'' @ kellin who is functionally john this ep makes me think about like, how arthur and john are the same person, fundamentally
yeah why not even john?
''because'' what
WHAT DO YOU MEAN ARTHUR YOU DON'T TRUST JOHN EITHER
YES YOU'RE GOING IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION PLEASE!!!!
PLEASE YES KAYNE !!
what
what is he slipping away
no
no no no he can't fracture more can he
aughhh i get why this wasnt good for april 1st
well deserved angst post fluffy eps like 29-30
yellow isnt the king sooooo
OH GOD ARTHUR THINKS HE RUINED YELLOW
THE SOUND MIXING THIS EP IS AMAZING AGHHHHH
OH NO BELLA LORE
WHERE WERE YOU ARTHUR
DANIEL???
arthur not wanting to go to the caves what happened dude
is this like omori with repressed memories oooooohhhhh
THE WRAITH !! AND THE BABY !!
GOD BLESS THIS BABY STANCZYCK
yes arthur you didnt kill this baby !! slay !
you saved it :)
this is like a mega malevolent recap
mmmmm yellow watcha doing there
YES ARTHUR YOU HAVE AGENCY
tentacles?
OH YEAH THE LAKE SORRY MY MIND WENT ..... ELSEWHERE
oh god this is so fucking well done i love this episode !!
HIS SCREAMS GAHHHHHH THE ACTING !!
OH GOD THIS SEQUENCE WAS SO GOOD
kelling as arthur subconscious is such a good literary choice
because he took the things he loved FROM HIMSELF
HE LEFT HIMSELF TO DIE METAPHORICALLY TOO
mmmmmmmmmm i fuckign love this godforsaken podcast
not a piece of media i enjoy more
hmmmm kelling being john and also a part of arthur subconscious? i was literally just thinking about this a few hours ago
the episode still has 30 more minutes i'm scared
AUGHHH THE METAPHOR OF ARTHUR BURYING HIMSLED/KELLIN/JOHN STAND-IN
go off girl about evil
you are so hot when you're smart /hj
ahhhhhh arthur trauma is so :(((((
OH GOD BABY NO HE'S SO FUCKING HUMAN
nooooo you were moving on you werent happy she died
arthur confronting his trauma is sooo
i feel so fucking bad for arthur and he isnt even real
so youre gonna sleep. in a dream. okay ig
oh wait you meant metaphorically oh ok
KELLIN (ARTHUR'S SUBCONSCIOUS) AND PAST BEING BURIED AND HIM WISHING HE FINDS HIS GIRL
DARK WORLD ARC WHEN ????
also yes i've been saying same deck of cards, two sides of the same coin
wait who
oh larson
AHHAHAHA NEW NICKNAME ''golden boy'' ''your undefeated''
oh god
yellow being yellow but john being golden
harlan guthrie you goddamns genius
john did take away everything from arthur but gold is malleable, changeable
THE POEM HE POSTED ON TWT A FEW DAYS AGO
GOLD IS NATURE'S FIRST GREEN !!
nothing gold can stay
oh god this is beautiful
fave malevolent episode EASY FOR SURE
YOU ARE CHOOSING TO STAY OR ARE LARSON AND YELLOW ACTUALLY THERE THROUGH SPOOKY MAGIC SHENANIGANS TO TORTURE HIM
arthur married and had faroe young .........
smh larson arthur is just built different and comprehends the horror
there's a beauty in horror
yeah you tell him it's not horror
flashback??
BECAUSE THEY GOT MARRIED BECAUSE THEY HAD A KID AND WEREN'T MARRIED
HE DOESNT LOVE HER
AROMANTIC FR !!!!
oh a pity fuck?? dude
hmmmmm you cant live for someone else
it's wrong? for you? oh girl you got a big storm coming
james. new character alert.
YOURE GONNA LEAVE YOU'RE WIFE AS SHE'S GIVING BIRHT?? ARTHUR NOOOO
hmmm yeah arthur kinda deserved that
OH DAMN JAMES
BELLA WASNT THE ONLY PERSON TO LOVE HIM
he has uh..... an evil eldritch monster
god arthur you idiot you deal with it and your wife dies before you get to the hospital
faroe was alone in the hospital for a goddamn hour
no larson he was feeling silly i still love him
the hour oh goddddd
he fr does not care about bella AT ALL
AJHDSFJHEFHSJDFHJDHFGKH WALLY
he really loves insulting himself
he's so me-coded
he's over this guys you heard it here first
the demon yes i forgot about it !!
YOU COMBAT IT WITH JOHN !!
LISTEN
oh faroe :(((
oh the fics that we'll get
oh god she was so little
he cared so much for faroe AGGHHHH
SHE LIKED STORIES :(((((
''are you there troll?'' I'M SOBBING FR
oh god the game
jadhkjhfhjdfj the monster
seen WHO?
JOHN?
KIY?
YELLOW?
TENDRILSSSS
oh god no don't tell me it was throat oh okay
stomach oh my fuckingggoddd what
WHAT IS HE PULLING OUT
THE INTESTINES OUCH
THEY'RESWEET
HE WANTS TO FUCKING EAT YOU
stabbing him might free himt though
he's delirius
JOHN YES FINALLY BBG YOU'RE HERE MY BABY
i fucking knew he was sleepwalking
200 years???
how old is this woman
this thing is wow
idk why i ent the whole ep thinking it was the kiy
he's going to fucking eat you
oh god oh fuck i'll cry this episode is amazing
wait what
did he fucking get a new pet
HE'S HIS FAVOURITE????
arthur's trauma was so tasty he fucking got a fan
uh oh
this isn't any good is it
YOU CALL IT MADNESS RETURN??
NO? OKAY...
okay this episode was phenonget ready for a whole new month of ranting
#malevolent#malevolent podcast#malevolent fanart#bella lester#john doe#arthur lester#bella lester malevolent#john doe malevolent#arthur lester malevolent#bella malevolent#john malevolent#arthur malevolent#malevolent bella#malevolent john#malevolent arthur#unhinged aromantics#kellin malevolent#yellow malevolent#malevolent spoilers#malevolent ep 31
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love letters over luxuries
timeskip!hanamaki x reader (2.2k words)
Summary: Hanamaki Takahiro thinks you deserve the world with how much you brighten his. But he gets insecure that he can’t provide that.
Content (warnings): some angst (insecurity, financial troubles), is mainly fluff / has a fluffy end
A/N: posting this on this sweet boy’s birthday. this was inspired by the song “all the pennies” by mindy gledhill. i used to listen to this song A LOT and thought this could fit our boy who's “in between jobs.” aughhh I LOVE MAKKI SM askdjf
Hanamaki couldn’t help but feel a twinge of shame when you handed him the beautifully wrapped present.
He hid it with a grin, “Oh come on, angel. I thought I told you, you didn’t have to get me anything.” His tone came off light-hearted.
“I know I didn’t have to but I wanted to,” you smile at him. “Plus it’s your birthday! Of course I’m getting you a present!” You placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. When you pulled back he can see the excitement building in your eyes, “Okay, open it!”
He cupped your cheek before unwrapping the gift. Inside was a watch, it was beautiful. He inspected it in awe. He gasped and turned to you. “You got it engraved?”
You nodded excitedly.
He smiled as his fingers brushed over those words ‘My love’ and the date of your anniversary. “Angel, I love it. But I told you, you don’t need to spend your money on me like this, really.”
Your smile was playful as you put the watch around his wrist.
“I know, love, but like I said, I wanted to.” You held his hand up to admire the watch on him. He couldn’t suppress his smile from the look on your face, happiness. You whispered the anniversary date in wonder. Only a week from today. “Think of it as an early anniversary present,” you told him, still admiring the watch on him. You giggled, “It looks good, no?”
“It does. It’s perfect,” he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you in, “Thank you.”
Hanamaki didn’t cave into that little pit in his stomach until you left for work the next morning. When you were gone he grabbed the watch from its box and looked at it again. And he let his mind wonder.
It’s not like he had a problem with you getting him a present, not at all. Or even that you must’ve spent quite a pretty penny on it. It was that he couldn’t do the same for you.
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He wished with his whole heart that he could spoil you rotten. You never asked for a thing but he wanted to give it all to you. The whole world. It’s what you deserved. It may have only been a year but he already decided that what you two had was forever. You brought a whole new level of life to Hanamaki and he knew you were an angel he was blessed with.
On your birthday he wanted to take you to that new amusement park. On Christmas he prayed he could get you those shoes he saw you eyeing. But he couldn’t. Not with the situation he was in right now.
You never thought any less of him or of the small presents he did get you though. It was another thing he loved about you. Your heart was always pure and in genuine appreciation and love when you opened the love letters he wrote you, the pictures he printed out, the plushies and snacks he got you. You were so content.
But he still wished he could give you more. To show you how much you meant to him.
With one more look at the watch he decided it. He had one week and he was going to give you an anniversary you deserved.
You were a little shocked at the news when you got home. Apparently an old alumni from his high school was a manager at one of the large supermarkets in town and one of his workers was on vacation for the week. Hanamaki was going to temporarily fill in.
You saw how excited he was to be working again so you smiled and congratulated him. You were honestly a little worried when he told you he’d be stocking some heavy supplies and would be leaving and arriving back home at irregular hours. But you knew he was struggling to land an interview for the job he actually wanted, he had been since he graduated college. You saw how eager he was to be earning a wage, so you were supportive.
But that week was hell for you.
You liked seeing Takahiro happy and more confident during the week but you also hardly saw him. Your worries stayed with you through the week, you could see how laborious the job was on him. And you missed him. Plain and simple. But were you being selfish? Was it selfish to want your boyfriend’s arms around you and for him to whisper jokes in your ear? You pushed yourself to be supportive nonetheless. But you were itching for the week to end.
And both of you were looking forward to it. Because at the end of this long week was your anniversary.
The whole time at work you were restless to get to your boyfriend. Besides a sleepy kiss to him that you were leaving, you two hadn’t even seen each other this morning due to your differing hours. But you did get a little sticky note saying ‘Happy Anniversary’, he had stuck it to your front door for you to see. You fiddled with it the entire day and counted the minutes before you could bolt to him.
When you got home Hanamaki was nowhere to be found. You walked into your bedroom and gasped.
He had laid petals on the end of your bed with his favorite date-night outfit of yours laid out. Near it were a big box of chocolates, a small pretty box and a card waiting for you.
Your heart began to beat fast as you read the words on the small paper.
Hello, my angel. I hope your day was lovely. Meet me at the pond?
-Takahiro
PS I thought this all would look gorgeous on you. Can’t wait to see you!
You grinned at the surprise date, meeting at your special spot. The little pond in the city that not many people knew about. You two stumbled upon it on your first date together.
You nervously opened the box and once again gasped. You pulled out the most beautiful bracelet. Your heart only raced faster when you saw the engraving on the inside of the cuff. My angel. You were speechless. You quickly changed and left to meet with Hanamaki.
When his eyes landed on you he felt like he was floating. You indeed looked gorgeous. And suddenly the strain of his muscles from the relentless labor of the week and the loneliness from not seeing you as much both vanished and he was consumed with an overwhelming amount of love.
“Hey,” he grinned goofily at you.
“Hey yourself, handsome.”
He chuckled. “I’m not the one who looks breathtaking. And I guess I was right about this, it looks good, no?” He imitated what you said when you gave him his watch last week. He lifted your hand and placed a gentle kiss on the top of your palm.
When he let your hand go you pressed it to his cheek and looked at him, “It’s beautiful, thank you.”
“Happy Anniversary, angel.”
His smile and the love in his eyes were captivating. “Happy Anniversary, my love.”
“But it’s only beginning,” he took a few steps and picked something off the ground behind a tree.
“Oh my gosh,” you laughed when you saw it. A bouquet of the most striking flowers. “They’re beautiful, Takahiro.”
“The best for you, come on, let’s stroll.”
And so you two walked around the pond, finally catching up on the long week. You felt so good being by his side again, holding onto him. And you two reminisced on the past year.
“Okay, one last thing before we head to dinner,” he pulled something out of his pocket, an envelope.
He looked at you with excitement as you opened it. When you did your jaw dropped. They were tickets to your favorite show, one you only ever dreamed of going to. You whipped to face him. “What are these?”
“You know what they are,” he laughed, “We’re going!”
“No,” you whispered in disbelief. You looked at the tickets again. This was too much. The bracelet itself was more than you could ever ask for, he bought you these tickets too?
“We’re going,” he repeated, snaking an arm around your waist. “Are you surprised?”
The look on your face was enough to answer but you nodded your head slowly, “But love, are you sure? These are costly aren’t they?” These were unbelievably amazing gifts but you weren’t used to these kinds of presents from Hanamaki and you weren’t quite sure how to react.
“Don’t worry about that, now let’s get going, the restaurant is just around the corner.”
When you two were near the main street you expected him to guide you to his and your favorite little restaurant. A place you guys frequented a lot in the beginning of your relationship. But he turned a different way and you two stood in front of a place you’ve never been to.
And you gasp realizing it was the new restaurant they just built and you turn to your boyfriend, “We’re not eating here are we?”
“Of course we are!”
“But it’s so expensive!”
“I already told you don’t worry about that, angel, come on,” he gently pulled your hand.
But you didn’t move. “Takahiro.” You knew something was up. “Come here,” you instead softly tug him back behind the buildings back to the path that led to the pond. When you're away from passerbyers you look at your boyfriend. “What’s going on?”
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t know,” you shuffled your feet a little. What if you were wrong? And would it be wrong to say? “I just, I feel like you’re being different today.”
“It’s our anniversary, I want it to be special,” he gave you a smile but you still saw something in his eyes.
“And it is special but..” you knew there was something going on. You swallowed away the hesitation and looked at him directly. “But something’s bothering you and I want to know what it is. I know something’s up so tell me, love.”
At that moment Hanamaki realized something. That you really knew him, that you really knew his heart.
He sighed. There was no hiding it from you anymore. “I wanted to make our anniversary special. Y/N, I love you so much and I know you don’t ask for these things but I wanted to buy you all these fancy things because you deserve them. They’re all the things I’ve wanted to give you since the first time you smiled my way but I never could get them for you. And I got tired of always feeling guilty when you give me an amazing present and all I give you are letters and kisses.” He lifted your wrist and looked at the bracelet, “You should be showered with gifts like this bracelet, and nice bouquets, and fancy dinners way more than I can afford to give you.” He didn’t realize he was crying until you were gently wiping the tears off his cheek but he continued on. “I wanted you to have these so I got that job, and I would do all that work week after week if it meant seeing your beautiful face showered with love.”
You wiped at your own tears. You never realized how much Hanamaki thought about money like that and you certainly weren’t expecting such heartfelt words. “Oh my love, all these things are beautiful but they’re not you.”
His face scrunched in confusion.
“Takahiro, I know you love me. You treat me like royalty everyday of my life, I can’t believe someone can look at me the way you do. I can’t believe you would sacrifice so much of yourself for that job because you want to get me these things. And yes, the bracelet, the tickets, those are beyond amazing but all the luxuries in the world could not make me love you any better. The love you have given me this past year has been the best love I can ever be graced with. I don’t need money and material things to know you love me. You want to know the things I treasure the most? When you kiss my head in the morning, when you open your arms when I climb into bed, and when you smile and tell me you’re happy. And those love letters? Love, those are the most precious things you have ever given to me.”
His eyes widened at all your words. “Really?”
You nodded, “Can I be honest? When you pulled out that envelope earlier I was excited to read another love letter I could add to my collection.”
He took everything in. You were telling him you accepted him, all of him. And that his love this whole time has been more than enough to let you know how he feels about you. He takes a few moments to process it all before he lets out a sigh of relief, one that’s been weighing him down for a while. And he looked at your beautiful face and smiled, “So maybe we can skip the fancy dinner and grab some takeout? I’ve missed cuddling with you on the couch.” He gently pulled you in closer to him.
“That sounds like a perfect evening.”
#haikyuu#haikyuu fic#haikyuu angst#hanamaki x reader#hanamaki takahiro#hanamaki#makki x reader#makki#tw angst#tw insecurity#tw finances#☀tara writes☀
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