#but i wanna write out alot of my ideas for this au
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i’m adoring your modern!AU choices, it’s very inspiring!!! so i would love to see more of that. also any new AU ideas you might have, ‘cause i love AUs hehe
Working on the modern!AU has been so much fun and i really wanna keep working on it
its consuming my every thought and i love it :3
also it gives me reason to research weird things i wouldnt otherswise
but over all, working on it is fun and im so happy you like it!
im not very good when it comes to thinking up au's and headcannons so this'll probably be the only au i do but all that matters is im having fun
if you have any ideas for some of the characters i'd love to hear them! :D
#this au has made me so happy over the last#i think 3 or 4 days#like this started monday#we're mercredi thats 3 days holy shit#but yeee#i might try to take a break from posting so that i can like work on the au alot#that way i can just dump a bunch of drawings all at once#also so i can like come up with alot of headcannons for what they do and the like#but im not a writer so thats like#kinda a tall order#but i wanna write out alot of my ideas for this au#i might also work on little comics but thats not going to be soon at all#i should stop thinking of things i can do and just focus on art before i overwhelm myself#oh wow i really started rambling in the tags#you can ignore all this#ikepri modern au
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Little Bunny
NSFW 🍋
Pairing: William Afton x AFAB! reader
Warning: age gap (reader is a grown adult), infidelity from William, pet names, minor breeding kink, Daddy kink, William is a shitty person, manipulation(?), rough sex, boss x employee, reader is unaware William has wife and kids (they're new to town and Will makes no effort to show he's married), reader is pretty oblivious, eating out, protected penetration, desk sex, minor pervert! William, scent kink, pussy slapping, Condom breaking, Praise kink, creampie, light degradation, he starts off 'nice' and then gets mean, alot of dirty talk, minor choking, overstimulation
Hey y'all... how's it been... I haven't posted a story since uh- April 17th, 2023 ....... yeah....hello again! I genuinely had the worst writers block & honestly horny block. Even when I started getting ideas and my thirsting back on, it was just never enough to write. I always hope when I start writing again it'll mean good news for my flow but, idk. (Also P.S I'm doing art commissions so if y'all wanna check that out you can right here , if you wanna, Just reblogging even if you're not interested would be really helpful, thank you!)
This is based off my own au so timeline may make no sense compared to the games and it is a rough idea - we're here for smut not lore. So please excuse the rough wages timeline wise. Just wanna say, I do not condone cheating or really, anything William does - but if you're crushing on a fictional character that kills kids you gotta accept he's gonna be scum. And sometimes you gotta embrace it a little.
You were one of the newer hires since the business has been getting slower, one too many crimes attached to the Pizzeria's reputation. Missing kid cases connected to the business but no proof to say it had any real causality to them. Bodies never found, no camera footage, solid alibis. Nothing. But that didn’t deter people. In fact, it seemed to bring a morbid curiosity. Some wanted to feel a sense of scandal by just being in the building. It was a small town, everyone knew everyone. Hearing their family diner was the talk of the town for so many headlines was horrid luck in attracting outside locals.
Unbeknownst to you, you were Williams best employee and to him, his little bunny, he was obsessed with you. But he knew had an image as your boss and a family man to uphold; but that didn’t stop him from trying to get a slice of your attention and getting what he wanted. He was a selfish man; he tried of the perfect suburb he’s crafted for himself. Who was he to deny his interest in the new hire? Sure you were younger but that just seemed to go in his favour.
Abit thankful the town, even in their grief, were still held by the morbid curiosity and tendencies to still come. The small boom in business makes it feel like how it has to be. Even gave him a reason to finally bring their newest attraction; a new band to play now he and Henry had to practically remodel themselves to centre stage. Freddy’s little band was minor show they pulled when they couldn’t perform or either of the springlock animatronics were out of commission. But if William can still keep this damn business afloat; he can give the spotlight to his newer creations.
The kids were finally done demanding your attention; it was a slow day since it was still early morning and most kids were at school. A band of kids flagged you down and insisted on giving you a makeover. Reluctantly, you agreed and you had two little girls who put chunky plastic jewelry they won or had on you. The boys immediately tried to put face paint on you, putting messy yellow face paint around your eyes and a bit of your cheek. You were so thankful when their parents finally coaxed their children to let you get back to work.
Huffing as you headed towards the back of the diner to get to the staff bathrooms, the back was still semi in construction. Loose wires here and there, some unpainted walls. Your coworkers said before the press and the police investigation the diner was expanding it’s building but with everything that happened; it’s all been delayed. Meanwhile, William saw everything through the security cameras, watching the chunky computer flicker through footage. Spotting you head towards the back, where the cameras were still buggy, quickly heading towards his office door and opening it; just so conveniently opening the door when you walk past and spotting you. Wearing that signature grin under his scruffy beard, his smile stretching uncomfortably wide. Stretching to his eyes but his stare never matched.
“Ah- little bunny, hopping away from the job, huh?” He teased softly, knowing full well what you were doing.
At the sound of his voice, you jump as a noise of surprise slips out from you.
“No! Oh no-! I just wanted to get this face paint off!” You quickly say, not wanting my boss to think you were trying to slack off. Sheepishly gesturing to the thick yellow face paint around your eyes as your cheeks, feeling them heat up with embarrassment. You looked so stupid. He couldn't help but laugh, that was the reaction he liked – seeing you becoming sheepish around him. He can feel his smile grow wider.
“We can’t have you not look the part.” He tuts, using the still semi wet face paint on your cheek and smearing it on the tip of your nose, making a heart shape with it , his thumb now smudged with yellow as he liked the bunny-like nose he painted on you. It surprised you, eyes widening as you grew an awkward smile as you adjusted your uniform. Your trainers are scratching the back of your other leg, feeling the purple knee high socks roll down due to it. “I guess we can’t.”
“Let’s fix that then.” William patted the doorframe of his office before gesturing you to get inside, he wasn’t going to have you scurry off to the bathroom. “Come sit, little bunny, let’s sort this face paint, hm? I don’t want anyone else seeing you like this in public” He chuckled, moving out of your way so you could enter. “It’d be pretty embarrassing-“ William saw the way you squirmed at the idea of being considered an embarrassment to your own employer, deciding to give you some mercy as he finished his sentence. “-for you, wouldn’t it?”
You reluctantly agree, sighing as you walk into his office. Seeing the golden bunny plush on his shelf of memorabilia of his work. Trying to calm yourself down from your own prickling nerves, Fiddling with the wire bunny paper holder on his desk as you couldn’t help but chuckle at the obvious attatched he had to to the long eared creature. His eyes followed your every move; the bunny plushie was something important to him, something sentimental; it was a plush of the golden rabbit he once dressed up as. A victory statement to himself for what he got away with; he liked having trinkets of his achievements. He closed his office door, contemplating locking it but didn’t want to get too eager. Making sure the window was covered with the mini curtain; the more privacy the better.
He guided you to sit In the plush yellow chair beyond you, grabbing some wet wipes from the drawer of his desk. “Such a soft little bunny, can I touch?” He asked playfully, crouching in front of you as he turned his attention to your face, using a wet wipe to remove the paint smear from your nose first. Your nose scrunched at the sudden feel of something wet. The smell was always too clean – some just smelt acidic. When you sat down, you didn’t expect to get somewhat pampered, you knew William could be pretty hands on as a person but you didn’t expect this. He cleaned up the rest of your face without much issue, his movements were precise and a bit rough when it comes to rubbing off the face paint on your cheeks. The thicker spots and cheap paint make it cling to your skin abit more. When satisfied with the wipe and picking up the next wipe to start on getting the yellow around your eyes off, careful to avoid poking your eyes.
Peering down as he saw you fiddling with the fabric of your shorts; one of the reasons he loved the summer time. He got to see your pretty legs on show. He had the desire to run his finger down the length of your shorts, he couldn’t get the thought out of his head, like an itch he couldn’t scratch. But he held himself back, just as he did with the urge to pull you away from the seat right now and on top of him.
Once he pulled away you gently tried to dab away some of the dampness with your hand. Your cheeks stinging a bit from his roughness. Smoothing out your clothes to look more presentable as you hummed. “Thank you, Mr Afton.” You say, just reaching down to sort out your fallen down sock.
“It's not a problem at all, I have to make sure everyone follows uniform code.” William shrugged, throwing the crumbled wet wipes into the bucket looking pin by his desk. You were so oblivious to how obsessed he was with you. Letting him wipe your face clean and didn’t even protest. He often wondered what excuses you made up in your cute little head to not dwell on his behaviour.
His focus shifted as he watched you reach down, beating you to it as he grabbed your ankle and propped your foot on his thigh, wiggling your sock back up until it reached up just under your knee, giving you a pat with his signature grin. You knew this wasn’t very professional but he always seemed so doting; you just took it as perhaps it was just his instincts to take care of others. Unaware of the horrific things he’s done. His persona to others as this caring, sweet businessman – blaming him snapping at workings as stress and then gifts his employees with free snacks or drinks to make up for it.
“Thank you again.” You say. Nodding to your now lifted sock as you look down at him, still crouched before you.
“I already said it's no problem, being too polite can be annoying.” William stated, his words sickly sweet. As if just giving some friendly advice. Rubbing your knee as his thumb caressed it. He knew this might be inappropriate but he needed this and you were such a good little employee; you wouldn’t speak up, you were a good little bunny that does what he asks. Always trying to please the people around you and fit in as the new hire of the place.
He could still see the faint remnants of yellow face paint around your eyes that he decided to leave alone, it made your eyes pop, it made you look even more pretty. He gently grabbed back of your hand, holding the palm upright and used his index finger to draw his initials in the centre; marking you as his in a way you’d never know, his other palm was hovering over yours gently. He leaned in and made sure the blinds of the window were still shut; gently kissing your hand.
Which you, in turn, jumped at the kiss – the giggle you let out at the ticklish feel of his finger drawing on your palm cut off by the surprise you felt. Feeling the scruff of his beard on your skin as your lips part. “oh-!” Your brows scrunch, unsure how you felt about him doing that as you chewed on my bottom lip. One half enjoying the attention; enjoying to be doted on and his nice words but you knew that wasn’t what a boss should do. Glancing back over to the door; perhaps it was time you went back to work now you were all cleaned up-
His smile grew a little wider as your giggle was cut off. Seeing you glance at the door, he immediately grasped your hand with both of his, adjusting to rest on one knee as his aching legs screamed at him. "sorry, I just wanted to show my thanks, you’re such a sweet bun.” He lied so easily, quickly trying to dismiss your concerns. “That was abit forward, wasn’t it? I can be like that, how I was raised and all.” When he said how he was raised, a part of you felt a little guilty for being so quick to rush off. Assuming so poorly of his actions; not like an older man hasn’t kissed your knuckles goodbye before without ill intent.
“oh..okay.” you reluctantly accept. But you were still worried you may be enjoying his attention a little bit too much. Your stomach twisting, remembering you shouldn’t be accepting this but..it felt nice. My brows scrunched and twitched as your brain spun. It wasn’t like he wasn’t an attractive man, abit scruffy but he always seemed so cheerful and wanted to make others happy. Leaning into the plump back of the yellow office chair as my hands continued to fiddle with my work shorts. My brain screaming two different things at me it kinda just made me freeze. Go still until my brain could decide what it wanted.
William loved seeing the innocent expression in your face as he looked up at you. You seemed so helpless. You were his. The fact you were allowing this, excusing it told him all he needed to know. His mind was always the eager opportunist. How far could he really push this? His eyes falling to your ankle, the fact your foot still rests on his bent knee, you made no move to remove him or yourself. His smile turned sly as he bent closer to your foot, beginning to untie the knot of your trainer.
“It's alright, it’s okay.” He shushed softly, doing his best to come off soothing when his mind was running wild. One hand went to your thigh, pushing your hand from its continuous fidget as he smoothed his palm along until the fabric was bunched up as high as it could, exposing half of your thigh to him. His other hand taking advantage he had big hands to massage, squeeze and caress along your calf down to your ankle. “Those shoes still look new, bet they pinch.” His brow raised, giving the tip of your shoes a pinch.
“They do… sometimes.” You answer quietly, becoming a deer in the headlights at the feel of his palm against your thigh. Your heart rate immediately spiking as it thumped like a drum in your chest. Your cheeks growing warmer as you leaned completely against the chair. Hands going to the sides of the cushion, gripping into them. Unable to stop the soft sigh that escaped you at the feel of your aching calf being messaged.
He slipped your shoe off as it landed on the floor with a thud. “Poor little bun.” He tutted with mock sympathy, rubbing your ankle and the heel of your foot. Repeating the same for your other leg as he put your trainers to rest by the plush seat. Swapping hands to soothe your legs.
The scruffy man looked at your work shorts, an idea coming to mind. “Bet uniform can be such a pain at times, The summer heat must be doing you no good- they could cause chaffing, we should get you changed into a size that looks more comfortable.” He cooed a little more, trying to convince you by disguising it as concern. He knew you weren’t stupid; oblivious but not stupid. You couldn’t make decisions for yourself, He needed to do it for you.
Your breathing immediately stuttered. Your hands raised to your chest to fiddle with your own fingers. “I don’t know- I don’t think you-“ The words got caught in your throat as your eyes kept glancing at the door. Your mind was screaming to get away and not indulge but my body felt like putty when you felt your muscles relax from his caressing and firm hands. He had such lovely strong hands…you couldn’t deny you’ve thought about them before. He made machines, sure with Henry, but he obviously knew how to use them for intricate wiring and metal work. Your body was absolutely relishing this man's hands being on you.
“That’s right, you don’t think and that’s okay, let me do it for you.” He chuckled, his voice soothing but his words had some bite. A part of you made you whimper at his words; you didn’t mind the sound of that. Letting him think for you. His signature smile stretched high on his cheeks, moving your legs over his shoulders as he was still bent on one knee. Grabbing your work shorts, unbuttoning them and shuffling them down, abit awkward with how you were sitting but nothing that would deter him. You gasped as you didn’t know if you should lift your hips or just stay still. Sliding off your shorts as he hummed happily at the sight of your skin now properly exposed to his wandering eye, his tongue clicking when he saw you press your thighs together.
“Now, now, no hiding from me, I need to check if you have any chaffing.” He scolded, lying through his teeth with glee. Easily prying your thighs away from each other and forced your legs apart to ‘inspect’ your smooth skin. Grinning wider when he saw the little wet patch on your underwear, a shiver running through him. Oh you really like him.
You immediately tried to hide your face behind your hand. One hand covering your crotch to hide the shameful evidence of your arousal. Whimpering a little as your feet dug into his shoulder blades a little, your breathing getting heavier embarrassment. Trembling as you couldn’t bring myself to peek at what he was doing. Feeling as if you were in a dream; there was no way this was happening. But everything felt too real, too much it was making your nerves feel like they were being electrocuted.
“How many times will I repeat myself with you? No hiding.” His voice suddenly grew huskier, snapping at you. Firmly grasping your wrist as he shoved it away from your crotch. He wasn’t going to tolerate having to say the same thing no matter how cute you were. “Look at you, getting wet just for me…have I been a bad boss? Neglecting my sweet bunny? Does that spot need attention?”
He licked his teeth, his brows knitted from his previous annoyance but his voice dripping like honey as he looked down at you. Not wanting to wait for your response. Grinning wildly and staring directly at your hidden face. The fact he could get you this riled up and helpless in his presence excited him beyond belief. He could hear the sound of your little whimpers, sliding your underwear gently to the side to attend to that slick cunt of yours.
“there, there.” Giving your vulva a wet kiss as he shakily inhaled your scent, shuddering at finally getting to sniff it beyond finding left over clothes in your locker. Finding your panties in there was a jackpot, how angry and red his cock was after stroking it so mercilessly to your sweet scent.
Immediately, you let out a scandalised gasp. Your hands shot up and grasped the back of the plush yellow chair. Eyes wide as you shuddered, “Mr Afton-!” You squeal out as my feet kick and dig into his back as my toes curl beneath your socks.
He loved that response, that high-pitched little squeal you let out as your body became the epitome of vulnerability in his arms. He had to hold in a moan of his own, his heart feeling like it was going to explode in his chest and his cock straining in his pants.
“Shhh my little bunny, it’s okay, let me clean you up.” He shushed in a sing-song tone, using those hands to firmly press your legs still. Making sure you couldn’t squirm away. He huffed in your scent a little, giving more kisses along your wet folds, Each kiss leaving a wet smack. Letting his tongue trace along with the smallest licks, just teasing you.
You whine, back arching as your hands grasp and clutch at the back of the chair as your eyes squeezed shut tight. Your legs twitching and digging into his shoulder blades as you let out cracked whimper. “Mr Afton.. please..” you weren’t even sure what you were begging for – for him to stop and be professional? Act like it never happened. Or for him to keep going. You liked what he was doing – it’s been so long since someone’s given you attention like this, most guys only wanted their turns. Feeling the scratch of his beard on the inside of your thighs, prickling your sensitive skin.
William kept kissing and sucking gently, burying his nose into your heat as he peered up at you as he gripped your thigh and hip to keep you still. Only parting to coo more encouraging words at you. Wanting you to let go and be a good bunny. To be his. “You’re doing so, so good my little bunny.” Feeling no guilt to using his control over you as he licked a long strip up your pussy. “Let your boss take care of you, it’s what I’m here for.” He mocked sweetly.
It made your stomach flutter and twist; your eyes unable to peek, keeping them eyes shut tightly, as you sighed. Relaxing and sinking against the chair as you trembled. Your body is unable to deny how good his mouth felt. He let out a pleased hum that vibrated against your folds, his hand smoothed up your hip and pushed your button-up shirt up your stomach to keep it out of his way.
“There, that feels better, I think. Doesn’t it?” His tongue left a trail of wetness where he licked and sucked. Nuzzling his face into your pussy as he moved his head side to side, groaning as he inhaled deeply your sweet scent. He loved the sound of your whimpers, your soft little whimpers. How sensitive and responsive you are to his mouth. Groaning against your hot flesh as his other hand smoothed from your thigh, pulling your underwear more out of the way to make sure he could pamper your cunt with his kisses. His tongue prodded at your entrance as he kneeled fully, letting his nose nestle and bump against your clit.
“..yes..” you breathed out, one hand dropping from the gripping the back of the seat, your hand instinctively grasping his well kept hair. Brown and grey strands in your fist as your eyes fluttered open. Your hips bucked and squirmed with his continuous kisses and licks. Your lips falling open and unable to close them. His breath hitched at the sudden grasp of his hair, a low groan leaving his lips. “My little bunny wants more.” He hummed, his face moving to the side as he sat back a little to watch your face.
The way you bucked and squirmed, he couldn’t help but feel that satisfaction of knowing he was the one to make you do so. Seeing you grasping his hair as a sign to keep going. He knew he could hold you down and continue to pleasure you to his heart’s content. But he wanted to see how vulnerable you could become as he leaned back, his warm breath blowing over your sensitive spot. He wanted to see how far he could push you, to break you out of your shell as his eyes gazed up at you. Hastily burying his face back into your weeping cunt as he kissed up and began hungrily sucking on your clit. Feeling it throb against his tongue as it traced the letters of his name against it. Shaking his head as he did as he slurped noisily.
William pulled back for a small gulp of air, not wanting to part from your perfect cunt for too long. “How does that make you feel, sweetheart?” He teased, eyes squinting as his thumb caressed your tummy. “your boss making you feel so good, sucking on your clit like that?”
You mewl, tugging on his hair as your back arches from the constant attention to your sensitive bud. Just his breath fanning against it was making you shiver. “Yes- yes sir-“ but once those words left your mouth he tutted, shaking his head as he pulled back more. Frowning as he licked his now glossy lips. “No, no, bunny that’s not how you address the man eating out your pussy, now is it?"
“…n-no?” You stammer with confusion, already whining at the loss of his mouth. Tilting my head as I gave his hair another tug, wanting him to continue but all that did was make him slap your clit. The sting and suddenness made you jump with a yelp. A moan fluttering out your throat. Your legs squeezing at the side of his head, your knees bumping into his ear.
“No is correct.” William hummed, proud of your answer, caressing where he slapped as he raised a brow. “You should call me daddy, that sounds nicer, right? You can call me that, can’t you?” He coos, tilting his head as his nose crinkled as his smirk grew. Expectant eyes watching your every move, seeing the embarrassment grow on your face. Your lips opening and closing as you just let out a shaky breath. Slowly nodding but that earns you another slap. You let out a high pitched whine at your poor bud getting smacked.
“Use your words.” He ordered, his voice only growing firmer, this time not giving any soothing caress to the small sting. “yes…daddy” the word falls off your tongue, making your stomach twist and flutter. It felt strange but it didn’t feel wrong. Despite your hesitance he rewards it by bending back down, lavishing your sex with kisses as muffled praises left his lips.
Williams tongue was long And thick but grew a bit more slender to the tip of it. It dragged and lapped at your wetness as he groaned. His hand on your thigh, adjusting your leg on his shoulder as he kept his face pinned to your heat. The hand holding up your shirt tugging it up after unbuttoning a few of the bottom ones. Pulling the edge of the shirt towards your mouth and you bit down. Holding the shirt with your teeth as you slightly drooled against the fabric. With his hands free, his thumbs now on either side of your fluttering hole to keep you open. Grunting as he prods his tongue into you, fucking you with it as he sucks and slurps hungrily at your arousal. You gasp, shaking as your hands tug on his hair and try to pry his ravenous tongue from your sloppy cunt. It was too much- groaning deep into the fabric between your teeth as your eyes fluttered.
William plunged a finger inside you alongside his tongue. Only pulling back to speak. “don’t fucking try to stop me. You can handle it.” He immediately went back to work as your head flew back. Your legs are tightening and kicking against his shoulder blades. “I’m gonna-“ you whine, breathing as shaky as the rest of you as you squirmed. Feeling yourself dangle right at that edge as his finger hastily pumped in and out of you. Getting closer and closer – feeling so good- just as you reached right on that edge he suddenly pulled away, liicking his lips. Making you cry out in protest, eyes wide.
“Daddy- no- I was almost there!” You pleaded. Too needy to be embarrassed by the title for him as you gave another kick to his shoulder blade with the heel of your foot. He just tutted and shook his head. "No, you're only gonna cum around my cock and only then.”
Your eyes widen. Breath hitching as words caught in your throat making the shirt drop from your mouth. Unable to even try to speak as he suddenly pulled himself from in between your legs and grasped your hips, yanking you up. Bouncing you in his arms with a strained grunt as he carried you over to his desk. Grabbing what files he could and shoved it to the side – letting anything else be swiped off without care. Placing you down on the edge of the desk with a small thud. You hissed slightly at the small smack of your rear against the old hardwood. He unbuttoned your shirt at your chest, opening it up as he grinned at the sight of your chest.
“Daddy’s waited so long to play with these.” He breathed out, moving your shirt more out of the way to keep your chest exposed. Squeezing and groping at it, pressing against the perk of your nipple. Caressing it with the pad of his thumb as he hummed.
Your breathing hitches, puffing your chest more into his big hand, feeling dizzy from the way it felt like he was engulfing you. His fingers long but still thick, palm rough with work and age. You grasped his wrist as he kneaded at your chest as you glanced down and saw a prominent tent in the front of his pants. A small wet spot already formed from his own excitement.
Noticing where you were looking he used his other hand to unbuckle his pants, tugging them down to his ankles along with his boxers. Letting his cock spring free as it smacked against his yellow shirt, the sticky tip just smearing pre on it as it drooled. Twitching as your eyes were glued to it. He’s longer than any of the guys you’ve tried before, thicker too but not too much. “O-oh shit…..” You breath out with wide eyes, reaching out your hand to grasp it but he stops you. “Ah ah- no Bunny, you’ll make me cum if you do that, let me feel you cum around me first.”
You nod, and yelp at another smack to your poor throbbing clit. Covering your mouth to muffle your surprise as you panted. Removing your hand to respond as he raised an expecting brow. “Yes daddy-“ with a satisfied hum he strokes your tummy as he pushes your back more against the desk. Ready to align himself with your hole, his eyes watching the way it clenches at nothing in anticipation. Sticky with your arousal and his spit. Eager to feel exactly how good you’ll make him feel-
“Wait-! Do you have a condom?” You ask with a flurry of sense, so caught up in the whirlpool that was William and your need you almost forgot. Sure you’re already on birth control but you always preferred to be safe.
At the question, William huffed quietly. Forcing his uncomfortably wide smile back as his hand twitched. A flair of annoyance rising at your request but he wasn’t looking for any risk to this. As tempting as knocking you up sounded, he couldn’t handle another snot faced kid. Three was more than enough. Besides, he can’t let anyone find out about this. So with a nod, he walks around the desk and goes through the top draw where he spots a purple condom. You immediately felt relief upon seeing the packet; confused why your boss has it but thankful nonetheless.
Once rolled on he resumed his position between your legs as he stared down at you. Licking his teeth as his brow twitches, his smile still perked on his lips. “Now you’re gonna take daddy’s cock, aren’t you?”
“Yes daddy, fuck me!”
“Dirty bunny.” He chuckles with surprise. William lines his cock with your entrance, rubbing the tip against your clit. Tapping the head of his cock against it before dragging it down your folds. He grinned as he suddenly grabbed your wrist, pulling your hand to his dick and curled your fingers around it. “You want it? Then guide it in, bunny, be good for me.” You did just that, aligning it perfectly, your hips flexing as your legs adjusted at his hips and slid down on the head of his cock.
Immediately, Your eyes rolling to the back of your head at the stretch. “Oh-! You’re so fucking tight.” He thrusts a couple of times, fighting the resistance. He desperately held back the urge to cum, groaning as he slid in and out. Sawing himself into you as he worked you open with his cock. You already felt so much better than his wife. You didn’t bitch at him or refuse to let him eat you out. You didn't say no to him. And you’re so tight- squeezing his dick like you owned it. And William wasn’t a man to be owned but he could definitely get use to your pussy hugging him whenever he needed you.
His cock buried deep Inside of you as he eased in, nestling right against that certain spot. Making you let out a strained moan, eyes rolling back. “Easy, Bun, easy-“ he hushes, his stubble tickling your ear as he hunches over you. His teeth tugging on the shell of your ear as he let out a husky chuckle.
William paused in his thrusts, giving you a moment to fully adjust. Wanting you to become more needy as you squirmed. Rolling your hips as you tried to grind against him. Seeing your pathetic state, he gave you a second before he thrusts into you once again, His grip on your hips were tight. The first squeal of your wetness from his movements made him let out a rumbling groan from his throat. Pumping into you as he nodded his head. The resistance of your tightening walls growing less and less as his fingers dragged and kneaded into your hips. “Take it-take it! Fucking take it!” Skin slapping against skin, his grip on your hips as your body dug into the desk underneath you, you kept your hand to your mouth to muffle you.
Williams thrusts were getting faster now, his thighs smacking into yours as yours, your legs squeezing his hips which only pushed him closer, his heavy balls slapping against your ass, the desk creaking. Everything building together with his rugged breaths, your muffled whines. His eyes pinned you down as one hand snaked up your body to your throat, squeezing ever so slightly as his cock kissed your g-spot as he arched his back.
It all made your stomach clench, that tightening knot in your gut approaching quicker, clamping down on his cock with every stroke. “Gonna cum on my cock, bunny? Making you feel good?” he taunted, tilting his head as you desperately nodded your head. Trying to respond back to him as your voice cracked and your moans overcame any words you attempted to speak. “Cum on it, squeeze it tight, come on.”
“I’m gonna- ohh- fuck-!” you squeal, your eyes rolling as your back arched, panting as your hand tightened over your quivering lips. You could see his hair messy and no longer neatly slicked back, the part you tugged on and the sweat on his forehead ruining his hair gel made the tuffs sweep over his forehead. His brows tightly knit in concentration. “cum on my cock, little bun, go on.” He grunted, keeping up pace as his hand tightened around your neck. Just beginning to steal the air from you as your fluttering eyes remained rolled. Bucking your hips furiously as your orgasm crashed over you. Whimpering as came, and you came hard. Practically choking his dick as you did. Stars littering your voice as you whine, tugging on his wrist to let go of your neck.
With a groan he let go of your neck but his fingers twitched. Itching to do it again. He slammed his hand right by the side of your head as he kept a tight grip on your hip. His thrusts getting shaky and erratic.“Fuck, bunny I’m about to cum-“ he could feel the warm of your heat. Feeling the friction from the condom against his sensitive tip. Feeling it roll and shift, chewing on his bottom lip as you whimpered and whined.
“That’s it, Bunny, You gonna let Daddy breed you? Fuck you full of my cum, I bet you want that-“ he was cut off by you clenching around him. Groaning as he shuddered. “Ooh…Well your body definitely likes the idea.” He gleefully chuckled. Shaking his head as he kept fucking you. Chasing that high of his impending release.
You moaned louder, your hand slightly uncovered from your mouth to try and let you breathe and William sneered. Thrusting into your tight cunt brutally. “Shut up! Are that much of a slut you want the whole building to hear?” he speaks through gritted teeth, you immediately let out a whine, shaking your head. Your words are shaky as you quickly deny being a slut but he just licked his teeth. Tilting his head.
“Oh really? You're not? Why do you think you’re in this position then, huh?” He just grunts as he continues thrusting. “you’re a slutty bunny, just letting your boss undress you- letting him eat your pussy-” William groans, his sentences getting chopped as he panted. Bullying his cock into you over and over. “Letting him fuck you, this what you wanted, you let this happen – you’re a slut.” His words made you whimper, the truth stung but your mind was so foggy, lost in the haze of your pleasure, you could barely think. Just trapped being a squirming mess as he fucks you.
“Don’t whine, don’t act like it’s not true.” William scolded, sliding his hand just on your lower stomach, pressing down where his cock is inside you. “That’s my cock deep inside you, gonna deny that too?”
You shake your head. “No daddy-“ your response is immediately reward with him patting your hot cheek abit roughly as he nodded. “That’s right, can’t deny it – the sound of your wet pussy squelching and wetting my cock is more than enough evidence, isn’t it?"
“Yes daddy.” Your words came out slurred, nodding as your lips kept parting as you drooled. Eyes fluttering as you squirm and arch as your second orgasm is forced out of you as you squeal. Your feet digging right into his ass as overstimulation shocked you. Hiccupping as your poor pussy fluttered around him, each stroke of his cock against your walls made your veins spark.
That was all he needed, cursing under his sharp breath as he squirted thick ropes. Just registering how he painted your inner walls. His glues just catching the sight of his cum sticking to him and smearing on the lips of your pussy. A spark of satisfaction grew in him but also annoyance. Making sure to fuck his cum more into you as he tore his eyes away, you were too blissed out to even realize. Overstimulation already making your brain a mess. Shaking as you felt warmth flood up to your stomach.
He slowly eased out, looking down once again. “Oops-“ he says almost lazily, too riddled with euphoric high to pretend he cared. Looking at the torn condom, ripped and stretched at the thick head of his dick. His cum stitching to your cunt with a thick string. Your juices absolutely soaked him, making the rubber shine under the lights of his office. Panting as he pushes back his messy hair. “Well, this is one of those things you risk when you’re a slut, isn’t it? Accidents happen.” He tuts, having enough sense to fight off the smirk wanting to raise on his lips.
You see the broken condom and your stomach twists. For a moment you believe your heart stops as you watch him, tug off the broken condom as he throws it into the bin. Letting out a pleased hum as he grasps his dick, smearing his cum and your juices on your thigh to clean himself up. Raising his hand to suck on his finger and groans; enjoying the taste of you once again. Tugging his pants back up, he pulls out his wallet from his back pocket and pulls out some crumbled cash. “Here, bunny, I should take responsibility.”
With a chuckle William puts the cash in your trembling hand, leaning down to your cheek to give it a few doting kisses. Stroking your hip as he did. You whined when he pulled away, you were completely and utterly fucked. Your hand clenching around the dollar notes as you stare up at him. Your brain was utterly turned into putty. He grabbed your underwear from the floor, wiping his cum from your sloppy cunt but he didn’t return them. Putting your underwear inside his desk drawer, with a smile.
“Let’s get you presentable, I’ll send you home early, ain’t that a win?” He teased, giving your cheek another kiss before he grabs your clothes from the floor. Helping you redress and steadied you back on your feet.
“I’m hoping this won’t be our last time, bunny, you were perfect.” He reassures, squeezing your hands as he nuzzles his nose against yours. You blinked as you nodded, heart racing as you leaned against him. On your tiptoes to reach his height with a small smile. “Really?” You ask, voice shaky and quite. William nodding as he strokes your knuckles, giving your forehead a kiss.
“Go on, Bun, hop along!” He smacks your ass as he guides you out of his office. You stumbled out and tried to make yourself more presentable as you smoothed out your uniform and fixed a few buttons. You could hear your blood rushing through your ears as you went out of the pizzeria in a daze. Your brain is unable to stop the spinning wheel of his heavy breaths. His thrusts that left you still aching. Clutching the dollars tighter as you knew where you’d be going before heading home.
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Hey! Hey! Hey! I just really wanted to say that your trigun writing is soooo good! Especially that of Knives. So could I get Nai and Vash with a plant reader (platonic). The reader is the first independent (they even came before Tesla) and are around 580 years old. So they've seen alot of stuff. They absolutely love humanity but aren't against it if they have to be killed (but only with a good reason). They love their siblings (Knives and Vash) and cares for them. They are just an extremely loving older sibling. I just want these two boys to get the love they deserve. So how about an AU where the ship still cashed but instead of Nai being the cause, it was something normal, like the thrusters failing or something. So Nai and Vash are still on good terms and Nai isn't on his killing stuff. So the boys wander around the desert and meet the reader. They take them in and raise them. I just want a oneshot of little Nai and Vash raised normally and among humans. Bonus points if the reader works at a brothel as a dancer (but if you're not comfortable that's ok too), so Nai and Vash get raised by their older sibling and the female workers there. Just fluffly stuff with the little boys. I hope this is ok. Have a nice day/night!
Ps: If this ask landed in your ask box please give a sign that it did bc sometimes tumblr doesn't send my ask. I hope I'm not too annoying I just wanna make sure. Thank you!
I really like the concept of this, I also really like the idea that Knives might react differently to being raised by a plant instead of a human. Writing this almost made me cry, I'm not even joking I'm on the verge of tears rn.
Wanderers Of the Sands --- Vash & Knives
SUMMARY: After the crash you find Vash and Knives wandering the desert alone and take them in as your own.
The desert sand is relentless against the twins skin as they wander throughout the barren landscape, ever since the crash they haven't stopped walking. Alone by themselves out here, they stumble upon a lone figure out in the sands. At the first sign of life, Vash grabs his brother's hand and begins to chase after it, knives fights against him. "We don't know who we can trust!" He cries.
His brother ignores him and rushes forward, there in the distance, shielded from the winds by a cloak, is you. Hearing the shouts of a child you turn around, Vash can see the layer of clothing that each him and his brother wear, the designs of a plant wrapping all around.
"Hey!" He shouts. His hand slips from his brothers and he keeps running, scared of his brother being hurt Knives runs after him again. As Vash reaches your side, he collides with you in a hug, his head pressed against your stomach. "Thank goodness we finally found somebody."
You were surprised by how eager he was to latch onto you, yet you welcomed him happily. Behind him, his brother cautiously stepped up to you. "You're a plant too?" He glared at you wearily. With a hand on the top of Vash's head you smiled at his brother.
"I am. It looks like you are too. What are your names?"
Vash steps back to his brother's side. "I'm Vash, this is my brother Naï." His brother suddenly elbows him. "Knives, it's Knives." He stares at you intensely, Vash rubs his side in pain.
You offer a hand to them. "Come with me. I know a place where we can stay."
Vash was eager to follow you while Knives stayed at his brother's back, his eyes never leaving your figure. He didn't trust you in the slightest and even debated hurting you a few times just to keep Vash safe. Between the two, you were overjoyed to have another independent by your side, even more so to raise them as your own. Taking them home was no easy task, people have always been weary of you but most of them trusted you, it would be hard to make these two trustworthy as well.
Being the only face they knew, both of them clung to your side for the first few days. Vash was the first to venture off and meet others, Knives only followed to keep him out of trouble, he never left Vash's side. It only took a few weeks before everyone was absolutely in love with the twins. You honestly thought that at the end of the day they might stay with someone else, but every night the two of them would come crawling into bed on either side of you.
It would be pitch black and then the bedroom door would open. A smile would curl at your lips as you feel the bed dip on either side of you. Very quickly the twins would reach your sides and you would open your arms to both of them.
"You boys came home late tonight, huh?" You would jab. They would quickly settle in, tossing their arms over your stomach and resting their heads on your chest.
"Did we wake you?" Naï would ask. You would chuckle and shake your head. "No, of course not. I was waiting for you. I honestly thought you wouldn't come home."
You feel Vash lift his head from your chest. "Why wouldn't we?" In the dark you rest your hand on the back of his head. "Because, there's more to life than clinging to me at the end of the day." You softly pull Vash's head back to your chest. "One day, you won't have to come home anymore." The idea of them being able to go out and do their own thing one day makes your heart swell with hope, at the same time your chest squeezes and tears begin to fill your eyes.
"We'll always come back." Naï pipes up from your other side, his hand clinging to your shirt. You sniffle sharply and lift your other hand to his head as well. "You'll change your mind someday."
The two fought back with you about it, they swore they would never leave and that they would stay with you forever. Deep inside you knew the day would come eventually so you strapped yourself down and cried all the tears you had to cry while they slept in your embrace. Even as much as you wanted to stay here forever, time moved on, and in just a couple of months the boys were almost as tall as you.
They had chores that they would run for people around town and babysit the children for others while they were busy. Even still, at the end of the day they would curl up at your side and a quiet discussion would follow. Naï was more independent than his brother yet he still slept by your side without any complaints. This was surprising to hear, especially with how he was with Rem. Since they had grown, the rest of them had too.
Naï had unlocked his gate, he could create blades from his skin while Vash had yet to unlock his, you nurtured them both in their differences. It didn't matter to you if one could do something but the other couldn't it was all the same to you.
In only a few months, the boys were parting ways with you. They stood at the entrance to town looking at you with fondness in their eyes. Tears began to sting your own eyes as you opened your arms and pulled them both into a hug.
"I'm going to miss you both so much." You cried. When you pulled away they both smiled sadly at you. "You should come with us." Naï offered. You smiled but shook your head.
"Not yet. This town needs me for a little longer. I'll be sure to join you then." Naï nodded. Leaning forward he presses a small kiss to your cheek and looks back at his brother. They exchanged glances before Naï moves to walk towards his Thomas.
Looking up at Vash, you grabbed his hand. "I have a present for you." You reached back into your small bag and pulled out a hefty pistol. It was the one you were given before you descended upon this planet, the very one you taught Vash how to shoot with. Placing it in his hand, you smile. "This is so you may protect yourself and your brother. I'm counting on you to use it wisely."
"Thank you." He envelopes you in another hug, tears slipping down his face. "We'll see you again right?" He pulls away, a hand firm on your shoulder.
"Once I'm done. Yes." Grabbing his hand, you squeeze. "I'll come find you and Naï, together we can go wherever the sands might lead us. It'll just be us, together as it's always been."
You sobbed for hours after they left, everyone across the town could feel your pain and empathize. They each banded together to get you back on your feet before you finished your business in the town. The time came for you to find your family. There, surrounded by all the people who brought you in and helped you out when you needed it most, you stood satisfied with yourself. You finally returned the favor.
Enveloped by a beautiful white light, two wing-like structures spread from your back. One was like a blade, sharp and shiny in the sun. Intertwined like the roots of a tree, the other was dark with blue spots all about. You said your final goodbye to the people before you ascended into the sky. For seven days and seven nights you traversed the desert searching for two you longed to see. It was finally on the eighth night you spotted them below.
Tears blot your vision as you descend to the ground at their side, both were asleep when they heard you land. "Vash! Naï!" They awoke with a start, tackled into a hug by you. Immediately recognizing you, Vash called out your name engulfing you in a hug. "You came!"
Upon seeing you, Naï froze. "Y... you're here." He stared in disbelief before he burst into tears, hiding his face away in your shoulder. You held them both tight, crying silently between them before you pulled back. You rest a hand on either of their cheeks, a smile tugging at your lips.
"I told you I'd find you."
#vash imagines#vash imagine#vash x you#vash x reader#vash the stampede x reader#millions knives x you#millions knives x reader#knives x reader#trigun x reader#trigun stampede x reader
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(sits on the floor and smiles joyously) hiii literally all ive been thinking about is this au hehe <333 been thinkin about the three hogs as rommates,,what do u think their dynamic would be n stuff? (as pairs or as a full trio, etc?) suuuper duper in love with everything youve been doing here btw GRAAHHH <sorry the demon escaped
THIS TURNED OUT WAY LONGER THAN EXPECTED ABDSJDF i rambled alot B]. ALSO RAGHH THANK YOU!! kicking my feet and twirling my hair it genuinely makes me so happy knowing people love my silly, little, super self indulgent au <3
okay so i’ll start by saying Eggman pretty much just threw them into their apartment and told em “BOND”. Initially, they were a little awkward with one another and Sonic could NOT stand it, he was doing everything in his power to make this getting to know each other process QUICK. Silver was definitely the easier one to talk to out of the two, Shadow would often just give either of them a look (trust he wanted to say something but he’s socially awkward and REALLY isn’t used to talking to new people).
They start warming up to each other during their first song writing session, that’s when they find out they all listen to really similar music and start having a super clear idea of what they want the band to be. They end up finding out they all have A LOT more in common than they thought (none grew up with their birth parents, queer, then there's the obvious ones like all hedgehogs, names start with S, musicians ETC ETC ABSKDHD) they start wondering whether Eggman did this on purpose for some super intricate branding scheme (it was just coincidence).
ACTUAL DYNAMIC STUFF NOW ABSDJDF!! overall they LOVE to tease each other and argue over petty things (enrichment for them, also just a little homage to them being rivals in canon). Chaos is to be expected considering they have such distinct personalities and being 3 guys in their early to mid 20s living together. They do care for each other though, they admire one another's talents and tend fill in for each other's short comings when they need to (not without pointing it out first of course).
TL;DR they argue and act like siblings over the dumbest shit but they care for each other despite that!!!!
i might go into a little more depth with their pair dynamics some other time since there's some fun little things i wanna draw to accompany it BUT FOR NOW </33 THIS'LL DO
#this is definitely not a found family situation though ABDSDJ#i really wanna home in on their friendship with this au. and i like to think their differences is what brings em closer#triple s is secretly my little pony friendship is magic#Triple☆S#T☆S TXT#asks
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hey, i just wanna make sure this will be okay with you! i wanna send in a request where the reader has HEAVY symptoms of/like borderline personality disorder and farmhouse!ellie helps and understands, etc!! because ive shown ALOT of symptoms of it, but i haven’t been able to go to doctors about it :( i am totally down with helping you with this request (only if you are comfortable doing this!)
(anyone who’s sees this, pls DONT take offense to this and please don’t have a go at me (cause it won’t end well, & obviously, it will just send me in to a deeper and darker hole, that im already in!!) and to this kind human who’s writing this!! just be kind, im currently experiencing this for such a long ass time now and it’s such a tough battle, and it’s a heavy and deep journey).
here’s some topics i can help with:
(this is what i experience personally)
- splitting // seeing someone or something (like a situation) either good or bad, it can NEVER be seen in between). this makes asking for advice or reading someone or the situation to be dealt with A LOT more harder… cause i only want one answer, it can be in the middle. it MUST be a yes or no, i hope that makes sense?
- dissociation // feeling disconnected with your senses, can’t tell which is which and it’s incredibly hard to snap out of it.
- heavy feelings of emptiness // having a lack of purpose in general, it’s irritating when you can’t properly and very physically feel your intense emotions :(
- fear of abandonment // scared of ending up alone, just like what ellie said (that’s what ellie and reader can bond over w? or understand about the reader).
- emotional instability - disturbed patterns of thinking or perception – "cognitive distortions" or "perceptual distortions" impulsive behaviour. intense but unstable relationships with others.
- paranoid ideation // when im constantly scared or suspicious being secretly followed, plotted against, always in a constant state of deep anxiety.
- unstable/intense relationship // with me experiencing such intense emotions, etc. this can creat so much short, unstable and intense relationships with anyone i come across in life. // the readers first actual long healthy loving relationship with ellie is her first :(
- sh behaviors… (pls dont do this, if this triggers you)
could you possibly add in about ellies drawings/journal about the reader and bpd… to help her understand and help around the farmhouse for the reader. ellie and tlou helps me so much in so many ways. (abt me and my mind) bc i feel like her drawing about reader and the symptoms/memories of ellie being here can help me so much :)
𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
a/n: I tried to touch on topics that you mentioned and with information I'm aware of since I have a friend with bpd, if anyone has a problem with this, do let me know, I am in no means writing this to be disrespectful or stereotypical, I just hope someone is able to find comfort in this :)
cw: arguments, mentions of sh (i will mark when it shows up), joel is dead in this (sorry joel)
apocalyptic!au
At first, having to hide your disorder from Ellie was a struggle. There was an intense fear that came with the idea that Ellie would back off as soon as she found out it. It was hard enough to mask the feeling, and even harder when you felt the symptoms that ruined previous relationships ooze into your current one with Ellie. Eventually, you just couldn't hide it anymore. You had to be honest even if rejection was a likely path.
"Ellie, I really need to talk to you." It'd come out in a burst of impulsiveness, no longer being able to keep it from her. From where you were laying on her lap, you'd straighten, looked down, besides her, anywhere where you didn't have to face her.
"What's up?" She'd be looking at you intently, with the shine in her eyes that showed she was curious as to what was to come and her voice gentle, as she naturally was with you.
"I really can't hold it together anymore, I struggle." You paused, didn't everyone? The words felt thick in your throat. You continued after cleaning your throat. "Mentally, 'm pretty sure it's borderline personality disorder, and theres no way to help it." Ellie stared at you, expressionless, waiting for you to continue. "It's always been there, before you, these past few weeks, and when I'm alone. I feel so trapped, Ellie." Everything you said came out rushed, in raspiness, in choked sobs that this was the end of a relationship that could've been something better in your life. "I'm not okay and I'm probably not something you want to deal with." You didn't think she wanted more baggage in this already ruined world.
Ellie didn't speak. Were you too honest? Were you too blunt? Too clingy in such a short time? What was wrong with you? A second passed by with you left in thought. "Oh, baby." Ellie pulled you in, letting you breathe in the slight dirt scent that lingered on her shirt.
She held you for awhile, allowing your tears to ease into falters before speaking again. She pulled away, her hands on your cheek, wiping the last of your tears. "You've never felt like someone I've had to deal with. Disorder or not, I'm going to stay with you, okay?"
Incredible doubt still filled your mind, her words seeming to just sink into you and not touch where it mattered. "What if you realize I'm not worth it? What if you leave? I can't handle that Ellie." You said in almost a whisper, her love was too good to be true, everyone always left when they found out the reality of your behaviors and emotions.
"You're worth more than you realize, baby. I promise you, as long as you need me, I'll always need you. We're going to do this and learn together." She'd caress your cheek, calming you with the sensation of her touch. "And besides, I'm just as scared of losing you." She'd give you a slight smile followed by a kiss on the cheek to lighten the mood. Ellie wouldn't dare make you feel like something she'd have to "deal" with. After your first mention, she picked up books from Jackson to further look into it.
Even if you knew the farm was strayed away from any communities, and it was very unlikely that any infected would stray towards the farm, the anxiety swelled up in you. It was so easy to lose Ellie and everything you've grown together, just by a simple mistake of overestimating your safety. It happened often when you'd hear a noise at night and couldn't sleep, saw something move quickly in the corner of your eye, or even when Ellie was gone for too long. Your fear would turn into forms of skin picking and eventually lead into panics that induced loss of breath and worry. Ellie, of course, did her best to help you through these panics.
You hated bothering Ellie with how you felt, but you promised her you'd be more open and try to be communicative instead of shutting off when something was happening. You kept hearing it, the clicking noise that was going to cause your death any second now.
"Ellie," you whispered, rocking her arm a bit to wake her. Her eyebrows slightly furrowed in sudden wake. Her green eyes looked pretty hazy, but she quickly rose when she saw the shakiness your body was in.
" 's the noise again, baby?" She leaned to her side to pick up her glass of water, offering it to you. Supposedly, fresh water was supposed to cool the body, along with the scent of herbs. Ellie had you trying natural supplements while she found a trader who had medication. All you could form was a simple nod after you drank from her water, your throat burning from anxiousness.
That was all Ellie needed to understand what to do. It'd happened before, and she was glad you woke her up this time. Ellie scootched closer to you, allowing your head to fall on her lap. There was no way to block the noise but to fill the silence.
Ellie took it upon herself to play with your hair, leaving tingles all across your head, and singing for you, songs she created, songs she found, songs Joel had sang for her. She filled the room with her voice to block the outside noises that burdened their mark in your mind. " 's gonna be okay, baby." Her sensation eventually soothed you. Even on rough nights, she didn't give up on helping you.
With BPD, there were empty days, days where you couldn't reciprocate anything, days where everything seemed challenging, it wasn't something you felt you could do. Completing any farm task became a haze. You mentally weren't present in the day. The things you could do seemed to be done messily, which made your helplessness feel even worse.
You knew it was time to get up, time to water the plants, fetch the clothing from the line, and prepare lunch, but you couldn't. If you tried in a state like this, everything would go bad and end up sending you into spiral. Ellie's words passed through your mind. " 'ts alright babe, only do what you can, when you can." She made sure to tell you it was okay, but you still felt useless tucked into bed while she was out hunting and fetching things from Jackson.
You decided to go downstairs and start on some laundry. It's the least you could do to stay organized at such a time. Ellie had been gone for a while now, the hallow feeling inside you carved deeper each moment you felt the absence of her. She couldn't fix you, but the knowledge that she was around made it the tiniest bit better.
A load of laundry was done when you decided to just get back in bed. There was no use fighting what was inevitable. Time passed as if you were watching a train, you weren't moving, but time surely was. You spent the rest of the day wating for Ellie, growing impatient in the increasing grayness.
While looking at the window, the sound of a door rattling burst your train of thought. Ellie's voice of letting you know she was home was faint. Would she notice that today was an off day? Would she be as caring as the other days? You heard her making her way upstairs momentarily.
The moment she walked in, she glanced at you and spoke with a gentle tone, pushing you into a cloud. "Hey baby, how're 'y holding up?" She continued around the room to change, leaving herself in a tank top and pj shorts. Your silence spoke volumes, you just couldn't respond. Your voice didn't want to be heard, it felt trapped in your throat. You nodded at her, making eye contact as reassurance you weren't mad, just drained.
Ellie grew understanding of these times, whether they lasted for days to weeks, she was there. She got into bed with you, seeking your warmth for a little while before she had to make dinner. She knew you didn't take care of yourself properly these days, so it was most obvious that she'd be right at your service, asked or not.
Arguments were not a likely thing to happen, but that didn't remove the possibility of it. Sometimes, you just couldn't help the feelings that bubbled up and were unstoppable. It came from stress, irritation, or just something Ellie said that sounded off putting. This part was the hardest for Ellie to communicate through, as she has her own communication issues; However both of you shared a fear factor of being abandoned. This alone gave the courage to work through the outbursts. Hard to handle, but ultimately manageable. (Tw for sh starts here, head to next section to skip)
Ellie had traded some time ago for pills, they were supposed to stabilize your mood, they really just made you unable to think as much and light headed. It wasn't the best medication, but it's as far as a post-apocalyptic world could provide. At first you took them daily as suggested, but when you learned Ellie had given one of her knives joel had crafted before he died, immense guilt filled you everytime you took one or even looked at them. The thought Ellie gave up something so special for you, made you nauseous.
In guilt of her action, you "forgot" to take them for several days, possible weeks. You thought if you were less dependent on them, Ellie wouldn't have to trade something like that again. What didn't cross your mind was Ellie noticing the difference of you on and off the meds. She noticed the way your irritation and mood swings became intense, noticed the way you pushed her away more often. The truth would come crashing down once the both of you made a wrong tone.
You were putting away dishes when Ellie approached you. "Tommys' invited me over tomorrow, said he's gonna talk to me about something." You usually wouldn't be annoyed at Ellie's absence but she'd hardly been home all week and you felt discarded. "Okay." Was all you could form in a rude tone. The actions of you putting away the glasses became unconsciously harsher. "Okay?" Ellie eyed you. You gave her a look and continued with the dishes.
The silence rung in your ear, you felt hot, the warmth crawling up your neck. Before you realized, a glass shatterd on the floor and made you wince. You cursed under your breathe while Ellie spoke out. "What the fuck is up with you?" Her eyebrows were furrowed and her tone was slightly impatient. "Nothins' up." You made your way to the kitchen doorway to grab a broom. "Look, I can't be doing this." You heard Ellie sigh. "You're gonna have to speak up." You hated the way your heart felt so heavy, you didn't want to "speak up", you wanted everything to end already.
You turned to look at her. "I know about the pills, Ellie." Ellie looked like she had an arrow of shock hit her. You continued to speak after a moment. "I don't want to take them if it means you'll be sacrificing things like that."
Ellie was biting the inside of her cheek, her face looking frustrated above anything. "I don't want to exhaust you any longer, I can't do it to you, Ellie." You stared at her for any signs of reading how she felt. No effort could ever tell you what she was thinking. "What's done is done, just take the fucking pills." Her tone seemed increasingly harsh. "No, Ellie, I don't want to burden you any longer."
"You've already become a fucking burden, 's too late to worry about that now." Your heart dropped. Out of everything she could've said, you never thought it'd come to that. You could tell she regretted it by the way she gasped and immediately started attempting to apologize, but you couldn't anymore. You had already began to run up the stairs into the bathroom, your mind ringing with her words. If you were a burden, it'd be better to stay in there and rot away.
You were left alone in the bathroom with your thoughts, alone with your hidden "safety" kit, if you could call a box that held such a harmful purpose, safe. But it's okay because this never left you, this was always there for you. It would just be this time you told yourself; you needed the comfort.
You knew how to clean up well, the only way Ellie would notice is if she really looked. She would probably check, considering she knew your destructive behavior. You wish you could feel pity over yourself for relapsing, but it just felt so numbing, It took no effect.
A sudden knock frightened you as you scrambled to put away all your materials. "Baby, will you please come out." You didn't know how to respond. Now that she was here, you knew how disappointed she'd be about what you did. Not telling her wasn't an option, you'd feel like a liar. "You're not a burden babe, I promise you you're not." She sounded stuffy as if she'd been crying. You couldn't ignore her for long, simply unlocking the door as an invitation.
Ellie quickly opened the door and brought you into a hug. You didn't hug back, but she understood. You stood there wondering if she'd hate you. Would she finally let you go? No, you couldn't keep doing this to yourself. You let yourself sink in her arms, crying. Her words are the last thing you remembered for the next days that passed like a fever dream. "I love you, my angel."
You never understood how quickly Ellie was able to adapt to your mania and depressive episodes. It was quite a lot to deal with and retain. You never understood until you found her journal she'd left out. You were cleaning up the table as your eyes found their way to her open words and drawings. She had thoughts, lists, notes about what was okay, not okay, what helped you, what hadn't. It was awfully sweet, she really cared and it showed. You didn't know how you manged to make her your girlfriend, her beauty and love always made your heart flutter.
Ellie once asked you to be the star of her nude drawing, as hesitant as you were, you trusted her with all your insecurities. She never showed you the drawing though, not until you came across it yourself. She portrayed your body lovingly, the curves of your skin rolled naturally, your stretch marks defining the growth you've gone through, your scars drawn fluidly. Did she really picture you like this? Did she really think you were this worth drawing for? Your heart felt warm, knowing this was how she thought of you.
The other drawings were full of you doing activities, playing with a stray cat that lingered your farm for a few months, watering the plants, petting the sheep, dancing with music, and laying on the grass. Every moment you could picture with her was sketched right in front of you.
Along the pages, there were separate sections that divided different things about your bpd.
What makes it worse
Being too touchy when she's irritated
The smell of cinnamon (oddly specific)
The pink pills
When a straight answer isn't given
What helps
Occasional weed usage (don't overuse !!)
Baths (most of the time)
The texture of her favorite sweater ( W symbol)
Treating her gentle (not too gentle)
Things to mention (that might help)
The new pill
Herbs for sleeping tea
New hobbies
Music record I found
Chore separation (on a normal day)
E- Herding sheep, hunting, fetching supplies, organizing imports
R- washing clothes, watering plants, hunting, feeding sheep
Both- Making food, cleaning, looking out for infected
surprise plans
Candlelit picnic dinner while watching meteor shower (Wednesday)
sensual massage ;)
bath with the relaxant oils I found
dancing to the record she liked but we broke (found another)
giving her the ring
#ellie williams#lesbian#ellie williams x reader#tlou 2#ellie x reader#elliesstar#tlou ellie#ellie tlou
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I've been thinking about this AU for a while and like any Multishipper I'm having trouble choosing a ship. This is an Usagi focused au in the rise-verse and I need help choosing the object of his affections so please help me out bros/gender neutral
I like Leoichi alot but I have other AUS/ideas for them and I kinda wanna explore Donsagi, cuz I think they're neat too.
I don't want to spoil the plot until I make some ref sheets but the title is "I, Rabbit" which I feel should give some of you a clue.
I won't post this for a while, like a month maybe, but I want to get the main ship out of the way for now, so I can get started on writing the outline.
(But maybe I'll draw the ship of whichever one wins? 👀) (it'll be a spoiler cuz of Usagi's design in this au but it'll be cool I think 👀👀👀)
#tmnt#rottmnt#rotmmnt au#rise leoichi#donsagi#rise usatello#i really like this au guys but I need help with this part#i can't wait to start posting about it tbh#I'm lowkey afraid it'll be cheeks tho 💀 I'm gonna post it anyway because I need to get it out of my head#so i hope you'll guys will like it#rise donnie#rise leo
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This is not from a request or anything! It's just an appreciation from me:D
I wanna say thank you for 66 followers! This account actually grew quick but sadly my xss couldn't update that much:(
But as a thank you for all of you, I'm gonna write a special 66 followers!
Lmk au idea!
Highschool au
Ohohohoho I'm gonna LOVE this so much! I think MK would be a junior alongside Mei. As they both are the youngest in the original lmk.
Both Pigsy, Tang, and Sandy would be a senior. I like to think they're the nerd group, as Tang being the smartest yet dumbest, Pigsy being the short feral gremlin, while Sandy is the group mom.
Now Wukong would definitely be the popular type. Being he's a legend and all(just think of this highschool accept any kind of people or demon k?:]).
Macaque would be the quite kid, yet popular because of how he looks. Let's be real here, he's the fakest of them all.
Nezha would be that one kid who's smart yet strict and probably a teachers pet-
Red son is the quite kid who's focus on his work only. He despised long conversation and can't stand being near people so being the red head he is. He's the kid who's always alone.
The Spider Queen and her minions (*cough* family *cough*) would be a bully. I ain't takin' my words back, i can imagine them definitely putting a kid on the ceiling in the hallways or next to the classroom wall for shet and giggles.
LBD is that one pretty girl who's manipulative in any kind of way. While mayor is that one simp nerd who would definitely carry a red carpet for LBD if he can.
Now comes you. A (not so) innocent baby being moved into their highschool in any reason:)
You being a newbie and doesn't know around the school of course will given the opportunity to explore but with someone guiding you, wether it's a teacher or student no one cares.
On high chances it's probably Mei or MK since both are i don't know. Teachers favorite for being the class clown.
It doesn't matter which one you got both will definitely be there to guide and show you around.
And here comes the fun part!
You, Mei, and MK ended up making a trio group! Bringing the school into chaos with you tree pranks.
Then come along Red son after some unexpected events of making all his school notes burned to ashes.
Which you tree have to fix. But it all end with red joining you guys group. How? Ask Mei and MK-
You don't interact alot with Macaque knowing he hates conversation so you left him alone. That is until your bumb into each other, you apolagizing and saying bye to each other before going on your part was the only interaction so far.
Now with Wukong it's hard to tell, he's the first to approach you with his flirty remarks and such. If you're oblivious then congrats, he's gonna laugh at you before being dragged away by MK.
You and Nezha didn't interact alot, being him always avoiding people and rather be himself or just close friends.
But you both do talk with each other, it's usually about homework and stuff that needed to be completed or just you asking for his help for an upcoming test.
Now with the comfort group aka Pigsy, Tang, and Sandy you actually interact with them frequently being Mei and MK is (somehow) also part of their group.
Pigsy is those type of friends who would get overprotective, Tang is definitely your study buddies when it comes to history or just mathematics really.
While Sandy is your comfort friend, being he's the gentle one out of all! So you trusted him easily.
As for now i only got this au ideas. Send me your thoughts on this au since i wanna know if it's interesting enough!
#lego monkie kid#lmk#lmk x reader#lmk y/n#y/n#mei#mei x reader#mk#mk x reader#monkie kid au#sun wukong#lmk lbd#lmk mayor#au idea#lemon writes#x reader
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Ough so my friends in a discord server and I had a silly little idea and that's modern day scott pilgrim :DDD I made a few character designs most of yall seen by now but I sorta wanna share the story that I tried my best to write out qwq wjjxjwkxkakdk so ugh yeah- anyways so far I just drew the boys/ my faves (joseph, mobile and neil as well as hollie-)
I did have a design for wallace and stephen (the discord elder/j pine designed Kim's modern day fit and yeyeyyey)
So far here are my designs:DDD (ignore the fact neil is drawn with a blue pencil crayon. My reds all died out on me :( )
Here's Kim's (by @aggravatedartist)
And ramonas designs and doodles (by @shaken-up-sofa )
Anyways (modern day story below-)
Basically sex bob-omb is a pretty successful band. Since neil is a twitch streamer and is roommates with stephen (who makes some appearances in Neil's streams here and there) sex bob-omb got a large audience to the point where they signed a contract with gman studios
Everything was great until they found out Scott's been dating a highschooler and dosnt even know it. They confront scott about this and scott was like "LOOK I DIDNT EVEN KNOW SHE WAS 17- I JUST ASSUMED SHE LOOKED YOUNGER THEN SHE ACTUALLY WAS-" while Kim scold scott stephen realizes neil was streaming the whole thing by accident so now word got out that one of the band members was dating a highschooler
If you want a better explanation here's a scene written by (again: pine/ aka the same person who drew Kim's design. Fucking love thier work :D go check them out pls
Gman studios dropped sex bob-omb as a whole and stephen is considering to kick scott out of the band. Meanwhile scott had to break up with knives. She told her the harsh truth that she was just a rebound and that she's too young to date him. Like before he left her hanging at a record store and went back home
In this au, instead of just having 1 gay roommate, he has 2. >:DDD That other gay roommate is other scott. Since housing sucks, they moved in with other scott (and Jimmy, but Jimmy just doesn't live there he's just... there ...most of the time-
Like in the main story Ramona meets scott via his dreams and stuff and she works as a tattoo artist (idea by the same person who designed modern day ramona)
I don't have the full story down but i do have some bullet points which is
Stephen is stressed tf out and is debating on whether or not to kick scott out of the band
Gideon and Julie are still dating
Gideon is a discord mod AND a reddit mod JEJXJKWKZKAKZJWK
Again since stephen shows up on neils strems every now and then alot of Neil's fans simp over him-
Kim works at a sorta record store while hollie also works in a record store just in a dif location
Joe is still in college. He's 24 sure but his parents are strict af and made him go to school again (university of waterloo since that's in toronto right?????)
Envy is way more popular then before. Being big on social media platforms like tiktok and insta
Mobile is a huge Germaphobe especially after the whole covid virus
Neil is a pretty big twitch streamer :DD
Mobile is still a pyshic but is basically like saiki (saiki k)/ mob (mob pycho) and just want a normal life
Wallace works as a bartender (and that's where he meets mobile)
Hollie, Lisa, and envy are pretty big on tiktok (hollie for dances ig? Idk. Lisa for actin and envy for...yk being envy. She hot either way)
Other then that the au is just a mix of the anime and comics together with gman studios signing in sex bob-omb as one of thier clients. Scott needing to fix his personal life amd fight ramonas 7 evil exs and stuff
I also wanna try and focus on the other 4 characters (Kim, stephen, neil and knives) and thier own POV. I am trying to write a fanfic. Sad thing is I suck ass at writing qwq
#modern day au scott pilgrim#joseph scott pilgrim#mobile scott pilgrim#scott pilgrim series#scott pilgrim#hollie hawkes#kim pine#young neil#scott pilgrim young neil#fanart#scott pilgrim takes off#joseph scottpilgrim#I CANT WRITE FANFICTION FOR SHIT WJXJWJDK CRYING WHINING I SWEAR AJJXJWKZKAKDKW#I WANNA WRITE IT SO BADLY BUT ALL I CAN THINK UP IS SCENES AND COMIGS. I DONT HAVE ENOHGB TIME TO DRAW COMICS :(((#joseph spvtw#scott pilgrim joseph#scott pilgrim mobile#gay#neil listens to femtanyl ejkdkwkdkw#i have more modern day au headcannons i think the au is pretty neat :>
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T̵̬̰̦͖̀͂̍̋̚h̴̫̿̈́̾̍̍i̷̡͚̯͠s̵̡̩̹͔̥͓͙̋̀̎͒̽͗̕ ̸̢̙͛̽̾̈́̆̄t̵͎̬̱̀͆h̷̭̤̞̖̹͠į̴̢̨͉̩̝̾̒n̸̨̪͆̈͑͗͠g̸͙͇̼̬̘͈̃́̿̔̂̓͐ ̸̡͙̺̝͍̾͛͛̽̈́͘ǫ̷̏n̸͉̲̖̖̺̄͂̀̑?̶̩̫͖̰͍̮͂̀̉̚ ̶͖͍̦̻͛̉́͛͐͒̃Ḣ̶̛̯͝é̴̘͓͓͐͐̿͗̚͜l̸̬̳͔̽̕l̴͔̥̯͉̼̭̕͝͝ǒ̸͎?̷̛̖͚̼̭̿̚ ̴̯̤͙͙̏̈̇̂̾͘͘ͅĤ̶̡̦̥̝̑͊͂̕e̸̟̙̗̮͚̫̋͗̕l̴͉̘̺̯̻̝͚̏̇̈́͐͆͠l̸̮̦̹͌̈̈́̈́̐o̷̥̲̭̗̯̟̣̕ ̸̢̜̟̪͕̏̓̉̊͂̎̾͜Ĥ̶̨̢̩̝͆̽̓e̸̛͕̫̽̈́͊͛̑l̸̡͖̗͚̭͎̣̅̄̀͘͝͝l̷̨̪̯̣͚͍̆̀͛o̴̢̗̩͖̮̰̯̓̿̊̋?̸̧͗̐̃̓̒?̷̭̹̓͊
O̵̖̝͔͗͑h̴̝̰͒̈́̽ ̵̨͈̠̌́̚ű̵̝̙͍̅̃h̶̹̗͛̇ ̶̟́ȯ̸̝̇k̷̖̩͗̋ͅả̷̢̞̗y̷̡̓̚͝.̴̙̮̃͠.̵̬͈̪̊̂.̸͔̬͌I̸̝̥̾͜ ̷̝̉̇̽t̴̞̲̏h̷͈̘̃̚í̶̪̓n̶̙̬͕̍ḱ̴͍̩̼ ̸̛͇̥̖͂Í̷̛̜ ̴̼͈̃ģ̴̤̦̐ö̶̡̙̤́ṫ̵̛͕̕ ̷͇̋̋i̷̮͂̃t̴̫͓̂͛
W̵o̵r̷k̵ ̴p̸l̸e̴a̵s̶e̴.̵.̴.̸
Hey uh....okay...I think I got it working-
Hello??? Okay...sweet...
Stephen stills
Age:25
Position: leader(Ex-talent???)
"Goddamnit GODDAMNIT"
Thank God the power is still going...probably because there isn't alot of people using this damn website anymore...
Fuck...uh...they told me writing out my feelings would be...a...okay idea so...here I am! Plus, maybe there's some survivor's out there who can talk to us...
It's been...God how many months? 3 months when Todd...you know...rolled over Neil's head, 4 months when neil got bitten and died...8 months when we first started hiding so...around 10 months since this all started, Jesus...
Anyways I'll be running this blog...sharing my feelings and stuff...not like anyone would be alive to see it so yeah-...bye?
ALL OOC
Ships asks are allowed, depending on the character ofc and if it's legal
My other blogs:
@making-noodles-png (main blog)🍜
@themp3player (joseph rp blog)🎧💽
@hardcore-alcoholic (other scott rp blog)🍾
@dr-teddyholmes (oc rp blog acc)🩺💉
@cyb3r-calix (lmao, fropsona rp acc)🔬🧪
@notyoung-neil (young neil blog) 🎮📹
@noodle-sketchez-mp3 (doodles and sketch acc)🍜🖋
@robes-and-margaritas (old wallace blog)
Asks are much appreciated!!! I love getting sent questions and answering to them in character sooo yeah!!
NO NSFW ASKS- please qwq you can flirt, you can fuckin Rizz up the depressed ass dad but there's a few questions I'm okay with but it depends on the context
If your one of the SP asks blogs or anyone in general, interact if you wanna lol. Shoot a ask or a dm and I'll do my best to respond.
As for asks in general I'll respond to the best of my ability and to keep in character. Honestly everyone is busy with thier own lives and I hope you all can understand, thank youu
THIS AU IS BASED OFF OF @pepperpom 's scott pilgrim apocalypse AU and it takes place AFTER Neil's death so uh...angst? Ig?
Speaking of which IDK HOW TO PLAY STEOHEN WELL SO QWQ IM SORRY I dunno much abt the lore (even though I've read the notes and all-) and I dunno how specifically stephen is supposed to act so I'll just...try andmake him sound depressed as possibllleeeeeeee SORRY IF ITS NOT PLAYED WELL AJDJKWKXJWKXM
I'm also designing some of the minor character design for example Joseph, hollie, other scott, Joel and Mobile so yeah :DDD
ALSO ALSO CREDIT TO @anxiousfrogdj2566 FOR THE PFP STEPHEN. I EDITED IT SO IT CAN LOOK MORE ✨️yassified✨️ so :)))(
🪓🔫🧟♂️🎸🎙
#Stephen rambles
#Stephen goin crazy
#Stephen lore
#Stephen asks
#Stephen interacts
Anonsssss YIPOIE
🐢 turtle anon
🫧 bubble anon
Concerned goober anon⚡️
#scott pilgrim au#scott pilgrim#scott pilgrim takes off#scott pilgrim the anime#scott pilgrim vs the world#scott pilgrim apocalypse au#stephen stills
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Ok I was originally gonna write how I wanna go back to Eddsworld and do stuff for it again but felt out of the loop with the modern fandom and shit but ended up being a rant about how I hate Beyond so like gonna write this again but keeping part of the rant cause i need to share how much i cant stand Beyond again
So like I wanna come back to Eddsworld cause as much as it was a dumpster fire for me it was my first real fandom I was apart of online so it holds a place in my heart. I mean probably technically whatever I did on Framecast was my first ever online fandom space but shhhh that dont count i was but a wondering traveler looking for my place in the world. It actually got me into Eddsworld someone made a animation to Youth by Daughter and had me hooked. But still was very important to me and my art development.
Its so crazy to me cause i was into Eddsworld HARD in the 2016-2020 era where alot of the ig modern fandom was born i watched cities fall and crumble I was deep in the amino trenches, Pork Sodaing and seeing so much historical fandom events happen before your eyes. I was watching everyone consume every piece of Prince of Mints and Moho art I was a sucker for them which probably wasn’t okay for like a 5th grader but i definitely turned out all right /j.
I left for a little bit on and off cause Hetalia was choking me and like keeping me prisoner but like it still had a place in my heart for it but like ya know i still was there but idk now I just dont find the same spark anymore from the first go around. Something changed and maybe cause i just had my tastes change and maybe cause my ex-best friend was making fun of my oc all the time but i made him when i was like 11 and figuring out identities and ways to express yourself without sticking to the gender norms and dealing with alot of stuff at the time i finally caved and just didn’t feel the same any anymore about the show.
Cause I loved that fandom more than anything but, I don’t know I just don’t know how to get back that spark and go frolic in the fields with my TomTordOc love triangle of my 5th grader dreams and just be cringe and free and feel joy again but I just cant enjoy the material anymore like THEY ARE MASSACRING MY BOYS WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO THEMM
It doesn’t hit the same and i know i dont need to consume Beyond i doubt anyone actually does at this point but i cant stand beside while they murder everything i loved about the Classic and Legacy eras.
Also just, I think I hit a road block with it too like, I got stuck on where to do and what to do with Eddsworld like. I make aus i made ocs i made a ask blog i made animatics, now what? And like idk i felt weird and like stuck in the mud with them. Also just had the friend falling out who was also the co-creator of the ask blog so now i dont know how to pick it back up all by myself again but them again i really was just doing it by myself all the time anyway so i just have to figure out how to get back into the swing of things
I have some ideas for aus and maybe just finally be free and bring my oc back from the grave for realsies and make you all consume it but, I don’t know. Im scared to come back cause also weirdly alot of the new fans are younger than me or the older fans are older than me so its kinda awkward, also im just awkward im scared to talk to people online, there is and were some people i desperately wanted to be friends with both in and out of Eddsworld but im too scared and either just watch from afar or abuse the Anonymous function in ask boxes. 
If i cave enough i might come back to Eddsworld to at least finish my lore for the ask blog cause IM SORRY I LEFT YALL HANGING I HAD SCHOOL AND THEN JUST FORGOT ABOUT IT but forever haunted by the people who like every single post and then i get excited cause i see like 99+ notes waiting for me and i think one of my new posts blew up but no its just the ew boys who screw around likes and reblog and the occasional comment
One day ill return to my rightful birthplace and one day I shall be free and one with nature and draw as much as I want for it and as many ocs i want without someone telling me its cringe or make more for the ask blog or hell start doing animation and animatics again
Ok here is the Beyond rant now if you wanna read it
I feel the difference between Beyond and Legacy is that, Beyond is trying to horriblycopy their older brothers Classic and Legacy and almost dumb it down a bit with more childish humor, and Legacy takes inspiration from Classic: It’s different but a natural difference/evolution. Or the fact a whole new guy was writing it all with a slightly different style so he wrote what he knew idk maybe a bit of a factor idk
Also i cant stand the Tord bait sorry I cant, especially when they used to like get annoyed by the fandom by asking and then just realized he was a cash cow so like now we get Tord merch and the hints and Tori and the skit with the cavemen like OMG TORD- and he got crushed by a rock thanks gang, cause like dude I think as much as we love Tord like maybe this go around respect Larson’s choice to like not use him in the series anymore and take him out but like ig that doesn’t apply to merch so yeah lets do one more go around bring out the red one. Or idk maybe they contacted him and was like “yo dude can we like use him for merch” but i dont think that happened. I think it was just better to leave him absent from the show and be like “yeah no Tord guys, no Tord” and we could have all had our thumbs up and be like “Ok Eddsworld Beyond we are okay with that”. Like I know Red October was for charity but idk it still felt weird to use Tord, like could this really not have just been the main 3 or like bring in some deep cut old characters or side characters did we really need Tord here.
#localgardenweed#the weed is rambling#eddsworld#big rant#sorry for the influx of text posts guys i have no art rn to share to the public#i mean ive been drawing but its a bunch of like irl friend group au stuff and idk if we wanna share it to tumblr dot com yet
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Do you folks think I should write a morro fanfic
Reasoning: I love morro
Here's the main idea if it helps
Starts at where Wu tries to save Morro from the preeminent and he's about to do the whole "You can only save those who want to be saved, sensei"
Except Wu's hand slips for just a second and his legs go into the water and it hurts like fucking hell and he screams and realises how afraid he is to die and he's like 'sensei...help me' and its just the child part of him crying out
Parallels yk
Anyways Morro lowkey wanted to die mainly because he had no reason to live and also didn't wanna face the consequences of his actions
He's petty like that, we all know Morro
So he's like really sick, strangely, because ghosts can't get sick, but all his legs and some of his torso were destroyed by the water
Ofc they'll reappear but it takes all his ghostly energy and he's in like a feverish state
Wu is the only one who wants to forgive him / has already forgiven him
Kai is more aggressive than usual (hard to achieve ik) and he's like 'FUCK THE RULES MASTER HES WEAK KILL HIM NOW' meanwhile lloyd ":("
And Wu is like kai chill, nya chill, you guys,,,,
Then, after a bit, morro strengthens and all ninja negotiate ground rules with him (1. Don't possess lloyd 2. Dont annoy us or we will shower you 3. Listen to us)
Which, he immediately breaks, as you'll see
Morro tries to do something with one of the ninjas stuff and lloyd tries to stop him except he's kinda done with this ghosts bs so now he's regained confidence to be passive aggressive
This infuriates morro (angsty teenager)
Morro possesses him so lloyd will know he is still in charge and better than him because morro was feeling very jealous
Buuuttt because he's still weak lloyd forces him out and morro is like
"Fuck
I broke their only rule"
And as Lloyd begins to break down from the flashbacks morro fucking leaps off the bounty and begins to run because HE ALR KNOWS THE NINJA ARE COMING AFTER HIM
Cue morro panicking running blaming himself and overall wanted arc begins
The ninja begin to look for him after a few hours (pov switch)
And everyone especially kai are like OK SO WE GAVE THE BASTARD A CHANCE NOW HE DIES
And originally, they were going to help hide morro from the public bcos yk he was a villain but now they release the public statement that he is still alive and to be careful, report him, police need to kill him etc. War criminal etc etc.
Morro makes it to ninjago city after a few days and once realises he's like a public enemy and also pretty easy to see as a ghost
He's too weak to fight the ninja, his separation from the preeminent also weakened him
He's like tf do I do man
It's gonna rain soon so he needs to like rent a hotel get a job or find somewhere dry and safe to hide
But he needs a ✨️disguise ✨️
So he focuses all his energy on becoming tangible so he can wear clothes other than the ones he died in (my au my ghost rules ok)
After a while it takes all his energy and its painful af all the while the ninja are getting closer he's contemplating suicide atp
He collapses in some alleyway, flickering in and out of solidity
Until some kid, probably like 12 or 14 finds him
And I won't explain the whole thing but basically the kid, ofc, acts like a teen. Doesn't care if morro is wanted, lives in poverty, cares for morro which confuses him, and then the morro protects the kid from others
And they learn to rely on each other slowly because morro sees alot of himself in that kid yk
Anyways haven't figured out further than that
There probably only gonna be like 12 people reading this so heya
Also I have written the first chapter and posted it ;)))
#morro#ninjago morro#morro au#ninjago au#lloyd ninjago#thisisreallyjustinplaceformeremembertheplot#morro master of wind#morromyfave#angstylittlegreenman
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Ok I need to write this down somewhere else or I'll go insane but I finally have a direction I want for my Fallout/Saints Row crossover qwq
I have so many wips for this crossover so maybe somebody wants read this to understand the weird stuff I'll post soon? idk? maybe? 😅 uhh
Also I like writing things down so why not...
Since I can't draw a full comic or anything close I might actually write down everything more detailed at some point or even write a FF but the vague idea is like this:
I'm gonna connect the story directly to SRIV.
Yeah ...SRIV. Not my fave part of the series but definitely the easiest way to connect both universes 👉👈
The Saints wanna use the time machine to make the destruction of earth never happen but some programming of the machine got really wrong and they end up in the Commonwealth 2287.
(I actually have an idea how it happened but too much to write for now)
Boss will wake up in Vault 111 and find Nate as the only Survivor but all of the other Saints seem to have disappeared.
Since Nate wants search for his son, Boss will 'join' him occasionally to search for his friends.
The story will practically be an altered FO4s story, with Boss travelling with Nate and during their journey Boss will find his friends that ended up in the different factions.
For example Gat got picked up by the Brotherhood of Steel. They liked his skills and gave him an opportunity to join. So Gat joined them to have better access to weapons and armour to also search for the other Saints.
Which fractions I'll gave to which Saint is something I'm still figuring out but I want to bring back some 'forgotten' Saints from earlier games since the travelling with the time-machine actually managed to bring some Saints back.
And I'm kinda happy about this idea, bcs that way I am able to give every Saint a own small story for this AU 👉👈
I honestly have also already an idea for an ending of the story as well and that will happen after FO4 story and return them all to the SR verse... ugh I can't wait to talk about it at some point.
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Also random side infos but since Boss and Nate are the mains of my AU I think alot about their relationship and they will definitely have some struggles getting along xD
Nate is canonly described with the patience of a Saint while Boss is definitely the other way around ...
...they end up arguing ... alot ... and some bad decisions will happen.
But then again I can see them getting along after all ... they probably happen to have deep talk when they can't sleep. Both have been through alot of shit and I just can see them talking about that and their past.
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Also can't get rid of the idea of Boss calling Nate 'Mr. Dad' as some kind of mocking.
(I always used british Boss and in SRTT/IV he uses nicknames all the time... so yeah... felt right adding some fun stuff here and there too.)
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.... If you read through all of this. I LOVE YOU FOR THAT. THANK YOU ( ꒦ິ ³꒦ີ)
#I have too many ideas and oooof....#but it brings me joy so why not sharing?#maybe somebody likes it too so why not#who knows qwq#SR FO Crossover#Saints Row#Fallout#my stuff
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For the fanfic ideas, what characters do you like to write for and do you have any icks (things you won't write for)?
mmm, charcters i like to write for so far are the sourpatches (lloyd, sora n arin), especially sora bc i relate to her alot, and jay would be another (peak obsessioness frfr)
still figuring out how to write other charcters, especially zane, so dr charcters are what im used to for now bc i havent really rewatched most of ninjago yet n i wanna explore more of the other charcterss' personalities that arent dr charcters
things i wont write for? definitely smut or anything related, i literally write just one word and i chicken out, i always feel so funny and shy like how the heck do i imagine those idiots doing some spicy stuff ;"D
and im not capable of writing actual actual aus yet, even tho i have my own au its just an oc insert au, not role-swap aus n all that stuff
not sure what else but these are just the two main points! i think my intro post may also make it clear bc i stated some stuff there (not about writing but the rules of my blog n all that)
#look at me ramble sjkss#shouldve made my tag levi rambles like an idiot instead of levi's ted talks#excuse my adhd i sometimes become an unskippable cutscene#levi's asks#ty for the ask!#levi's ted talks#levi's writing#finn tag#ninjago
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As a person who reads 24/7, I have a rambling mind that goes on, and on, and on about ideas.
Something that always intrigues me when people write one-shots or fics about fandoms, it's that they really make a point on a certain characters suffering and they really point out the characters growth.
So when I stumbled upon TOH..Oh Boy, did I short circuit.
This fandom blows my mind out of the water. This is the Owl House fandom, and when I first watched the show I was like, "huh, okay. There's potential." But what I didn't expect was YOU. t-The extraordinary way you have made millions, and millions of people to be obsessed!
The way the fandom shows the characters in writing and art, really help it point out the characters struggles, like 'hey, if this was me, I think I would be traumatized too!' So when people give us this, we are even more intrigued by the characters!
Now, let's look at our boy Hunter.
This boy has a crap load of trauma on his shoulders. Not only was he lied to his whole life from the only person that (he thought) genuinely cared about him, he was also a CLONE of his uncle's brother. So yeah, we can all see from that moment in Hollow Mind, he was taking in the fact that his whole life is a lie.
And the fandom loves him! I mean, who wouldn't? He's a cute, traumatized boy, that has his whole life ahead of him, and he's still trying to recover from all the emotional and mental pain he was in. So it gives the fandom alot of ideas and headcanons for him!
And the fandom really shows this. They show how much he suffered, how much mental and emotional pain he's in!
They show this though art, writing, theory's, and rants like I'm doing right now!
This is what I enjoy from you all, the way you express your ideas! Your creative minds, you find a way to express it! And that's what I love about it all, the way you care so much about the characters, that you make sure you opinion is know to us.
So please, keep doing what your doing if you enjoy it so. Don't let people break you down because heck, your amazing! And you shouldn't stop doing what you love!
That's why I have so many TOH Au's in mind, that's why I'm so eager to join this fandom. I want to be part of the Lumity and Huntlow Ship! I wanna ride the waves and help host the flag for this fandom, because I care, and I truly want to share that with all of you.
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Tbh I was planning on this post to be me ranting about my Au's, but heck I think this fandom needs more support for what's it's worth.
Love you all, Noodles 🍜
#oh lord my first rant#huntlow#hunter toh#the owl house#lumity#like wozza. I did not expect me to express myself this early but what the heck.#I belive in Willow Supremacy!!!!#if I wrote something wrong please let me know!! 😅
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Had an idea for a monster omori AU. I've seen alot of people making them, why not try my hand.
It may also keep me from burning out from Pokémon in: Omori.
Maybe it's a bad idea, since I still can't draw and will have to rely on art requests, but hey, I'll still write fics for it!
Let me know if you wanna see the Mythical Creatures Omori AU (MCOAU)
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Cant wait for Marinette to have a constant stress migraine once Su Han shows up. Poor gal.
I'm now just going to throw ideas at you because they in my brain and I must share.
I'd imagine it takes a while for Mylene to actually accept the mouse miraculous. The first few weeks is just a combination of Mullo scaring Mylene while also boosting her confidence against her other fears. Like a little motivator for her. Once Mylene reaslises that she has become alot braver due to Mullo's help she actually accept the miraculous from him.
I'd imagine that Marc and Nath take to the superhero thing really fast, but like in a bad way. They fight villains, sure, but they also see it as a fun adventure or game, not really taking it seriously. After all, it's just like their comic books and they're the protagonists, how could they lose? Until one day one of them gets beat into the ground and they realise 'shit, this is real' and it freaks them the fuck out. One of them might try to quit and maybe even give up the miraculous and it becomes a whole thing. Idk tho.
Alix uses the rabbit to go back and time and get attendance on school days she skipped. This ends up being a terrible idea when she mentions something to Marinette that hasn't happened yet and it fucks the timeline. Woops.
At one point Kim thinks it would be funny to throw an uproar at Viperion, which then sends Luka back to last week. Woops. He uses this accidental regression to avoid a speeding ticket Roger gave him.
The kwamis having a tea party in an empty classroom, sharing stories of their holder's exploits. Roaar sounds like a proud dad as he explains that Juleka ordered lunch without mumbling. Daizzi and Ziggy are just happy to hang with their friends.
Honestly I am so invested in NSS. You've build such a fun, interesting, and beautifully complex au here. It's going to be so hype when you start writing. I'm so interested to see what you make of this AU.
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
I'm so glad you're enjoying!
I'd like to think Mylene doesn't become a hero for a while, even after Mullo and her get along, she's just not really wanting to and that's valid. Mullo gets tucked in every night into a lil doll bed
Marc and Nath: OH BOY OUR OCS-
I WOULDN'T BE SURPRISED IF THEY KNOW EACH OTHER- WAIT- OH MY GOD THIS SOLVES IT, THEY JUST KEEP SWITCHING MIRACULOUSES BOOM, FIXED
Alix is currently running around trying to solve her adult's self's puzzles which eventually leads her to Bunnyx in the obelisk-
God
there's just so much I wanna write I love this au so much
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