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cleflink · 8 months

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Do you ever get a comment on your fanwork that you just want to roll around in like a sun-drenched field because it makes you so happy to know your stuff makes people happy?

Much love to those amazing people who leave comments on fic/art. It means a lot.

#just writer things #feed your content creators #It really makes our day #clef babbles

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bandtrees · 1 year

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i feel obligated to say since i feel like a lotta people who followed me these past year or so have been here for my scp stuff — i am not… comfortable with scp tumblr anymore really? between losing my hyperfixation and observing infighting n stuff from afar it’s just not really a community i feel like engaging in or making stuff for

so i don’t think i’ll be making scp content anymore, save for find us alive stuff, my ocs, and maybe finishing up or posting old wips. maybe i’ll return to it from time to time but i don’t really like it being my Brand™️ on here or being associated with it too much really

i really do love n admire the talent in this community and especially the friends and memories i have, and i still like these characters n stories, but it’s just not for me anymore as a… fandom. i just figured i’d say, in case there are any stragglers who follow me just because they wanna see me draw iceberg again or something :’] i don’t see it happening, at least not for a while, so uh. feel free to unfollow i won’t take it personally at all, or stick around if you wanna see me post about robots or something nowadays

lov u guys thanks for appreciating me💖

#babbles #scp #for like. organization #also if you guys see ocs that look like a little too suspiciously like my scp designs: You Know #(specifically turning my ocs fowler n thomas into non-scp regular horror ocs n taking some of their family with em)#(it’s for ocs i already hads’ backstory i promise i am not just stealing like.#clef or something. but that WOULD be funny)#i always tend to jump into fandoms with both feet and always end up regretting it but well. tis better to have loved and lost. or something

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stayconnecteed · 14 days

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han jisung drabble — 993 words !

17 : 29⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀it had been hard not to fall in love with han jisung. you'd been trying for months, your lips curving into smiles that were never quite fake enough, your fingers sliding between his when they should have stayed in your pocket, his eyes meeting yours in a thousand and one places where you should have been looking at something else. it had been hard, and maybe you hadn't tried at all because deep down what you wanted most was that free fall, your heart beating with the chaotic, accelerated rhythm of someone in love, your cheeks turning red for no reason, and that bright aura that showered over you every time he pronounced your name.

but it was monday, the day he had rehearsal with his band, and you had left the gym early so you could go see him, your damp hair wetting the cushioned back of the chair, the ends curling up because they were already drying. he hadn't seen you, but you had seen him, and you could only admire the relaxed way his fingers caressed the strings of his guitar, the rumbling sound on the amplifier accompanying his voice as an eager puppy follows its owner, and the way he pronounced each word of the song's lyrics painting emotions in your chest. when you saw him enjoying the music it was like watching him dreaming with birds in his throat, the curve of a fa clef illuminating his lips with satisfaction.

and then the pianist had stopped the vision that was jisung on stage, announcing in a thick accent that it had gone perfectly, that he didn't think they needed to rehearse much more, though they would still see each other again the following monday. and your boy had looked to where he knew you would be waiting for him, his eyes like crescent moons, his smile drawing a heart between his cheeks, a crooked and irregular one, but one that belonged only to you. he had hurried to pack up, putting the electric guitar away with the rest of the instruments but hanging the strap of his acoustic guitar around his chest, meeting you at the door, with the same devotion with which his hand had met yours as soon as he had you near him.

because since you'd met him, all your mondays had been just as warm. because once you'd walked outside, your hands hanging intertwined in the sweet almond shape that formed the void between your bodies as you told him how your day had gone, his words crowding into his mouth as he tried to explain what he'd done in the morning, everything was blue and home, like dancing barefoot on the beach and the burst of strawberry flavor on a vacation afternoon. it was april, and you could feel summer at your fingertips, close enough to breathe a sigh of relief, but desperately far enough away to feel nostalgic for the one before.

in those moments of enamored reassurance that you had tried so hard to avoid then, you were lost now, his laughter sliding across your shoulders, your lips on his, silences of whispers and sighs that belonged to the both of you as you wandered to the nearest convenience store. and the contrast between the palm of his hand, warm against your skin, and the refreshing coolness you felt once he rested it again after taking the glass of cold ice tea from the freezer at the back of the store, the condensed drops of melting ice trapped between his fingers and your hip, were a reminder of what happened when no one was looking.

and then you stood in line to pay, as he rested his chin on your shoulder, his mouth forming monologues of incoherent worship against your neck, you found yourself unable to untangle his arms from your waist, the elderly store owner gazing lovingly at you. and then, as he drank and coated his upper lip without knowing it, the way his skin took on an instant crimson when you took his face in your hands, cheeks rough against your palms from not having shaved in a few days, you kissed the tea away. and then, as he babbled an excuse for the blushing mess he had become, he offered to share his earbuds until you reached the spot in the park where you always cuddled.

later he would offer his oversized hoodie as a blanket, your dress slipping up your thighs as you sat down, his legs folded under yours, and he would rest a hand on your bare skin while you picked up his guitar, ready to show him how much you had practiced the four chords he had taught you the week before. and you didn't see the way he looked at you, big brown eyes containing the universe in his pupils, lovesick smile, his heart on the verge of insanity, utterly devoted to you, but it was the same way your gaze fell on him when you asked him to play for you a song and he started ripping notes from the strings with an almost painful softness, concentrating on the rhythm, drowning in words that didn't exist to show you how much he loved you.

it had been hard not to fall in love with han jisung, but you hadn't even tried. as long as the birds sang wind songs about you two, as long as you were willing to peel oranges for him even if he didn't ask you to, as long as your memories were poetry and guitars and brief glances, then you'd never forget each other. because then you could smile freely, hold his hand without fear and look at him as much as you wanted to. it was a monday after five in the afternoon and you were awash in music, enjoying the kind of love that only happens once in a lifetime and obsessed with each other.

#﹙ ★ ﹚ mars — writes.#han jisung #stray kids imagines #stray kids fluff #stray kids x reader #han jisung x reader #han jisung fluff #han jisung imagines

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talesfromsiteredacted · 1 year

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Random Things SCP 076-2 Has Said in His Sleep: Lovingly Compiled by Iris and Rabbit

As Abel's sisters, it is our sacred duty to embarass our dear brother. It's not well known, as few people really want to hang out with him long term, that he talks in his sleep. That being said, as his sisters we have access to secrets no one else knows. We present the following gems, if you can figure out what the hell he was talking about please let us know. There is no context, only babbling. And maybe a bit of drooling. Enjoy.

"Everyone asks 'Why, Abel?', no one asks 'How Abel?' Abel needs a hug. And vodka."

"Mr. Deeds, my largest sword."

"Dimitri... are you sure? But... with fairy floss?"

"Grape. Why is it grape?"

"No, I do not want your butter, Dr. Bright."

"Ow. Why did you hit me, Mr. Fluffington?"

"Who. Moved. My. Plushie?" (very angry voice)

"Where is my butt?"

"Terrible. Simply terrible." A pause. "Another."

"Why are my sheep blue?"

"Iris... your hair. When did it turn so green?" (Iris has, for the record, never dyed her hair, period)

"Tis but a flesh wound... Come back here, Bright! I'm going to bite your knees off!"

"So pretty. But cold."

"Agent Strelnikof, your trousers are open."

"Yes, I would like an ice cream."

"What? In there? No, I do not think I will."

"My sisters can kick your sisters' asses."

"More cow." A pause. "Too much cow."

"Why are you eating my leg? I need that."

"I think I will pass on that hug, 049. No offense."

"Why are there 6 levers yet only 4 directions on this thing?"

"Call off the floor cleaning machine, it's no match for me!"

"Where the hells did the zamboni come from?"

"But... the fish!"

"Rubber baby buggy bumpers."

"Rabbit... why is the snowman chasing us?"

"Oh no... not you again!"

"So... 682... want to go scare the pants off Bright?" Chuckling. "He'll never see us in our clown suits. Heh."

"The cake is true. The ice cream is a lie. But... the cake is not good."

"Just find a nice pile of blankets and come cuddle with me. Trust me, better to sleep than face... that."

"Why is the plant biting me?"

"Who stole my sweetroll?"

And last but not least...

"Dr. Clef... please put your clothes back on. I'm not your type."

#scp foundation #tales from site redacted #scp 076 #abel sleeptalks #iris thinks its hilarious #agent rabbit

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angel-noaxod · 2 years

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Alright Im sorry this came out late but for some reason tumblr wouldnt upload this post so here we go!

Angel and Davey tattoo headcanons!

Its mostly for my Angel oc but there are a couple Davey's so-

First, matching tattoos

Angel has a tattoo of a wolf howling on their back while Davey has angel wings and a halo on his chest

Welcome to me struggling to draw abs hahehad first time drawing a chest tho, not too bad

(Not me forgetting to draw a halo on the wings-)

Davey wanted to honor his dad with a tattoo, something to carry with him everywhere. Davey's dad, Gabriel, drew a little honeysuckle flower on this notepad (Gabriel artist headcanon 👀)

Davey found the little drawing when he was cleaning out his office after his death. He held on to it for the day it would get a tattoo, but he's never been strong enough to go by himself and at the time, he was so distant from the pack. After meeting Angel, he began to accept his death but of corse would still miss him, and Angel went with him to get said tattoo.

This is what it looks like (ignore my signaturd on the drawings lmao), and I didnt put it there bc I didnt think of it at the time but Davey also got Gabriel's death time and date :,)

Angel also wanted to honor Gabe's death(as well as Davey's mom). And I loved how someone on Youtube said that we knew Davey's dad through himself. With all the stories that were shared between listener and Davey. Since Angel felt like they knew Gabe, thy got a tattoo of a honeysuckle flower on the right calf

My Angel oc loves lucky things, like angel numbers (heheh) and manifesting shit. Their lucky numbers are 8 and 18 (because they're mine too 💀)

They woukd see these this numbers everywhere so they got them tattooed on their wrist

My Angel oc was in choir, loves music and singing. They know how to play SEVERAL instruments and taught themself to read sheet music. Their favorite music note is the bass clef

My Angel oc also had two older sisters that unfortunately passed away (that will be explained in my HP and redactedverse fic series)

I nicknamed them Astro(star, oldest) and Luna(moon, middle). In honor of Angel's sisters, they got two little tattooes of a star and a moon on their wrist

Angel has never had real family since their sisters passings. They had a few friends but after school, they never saw them again. Their adoptive dad was so bland and their mother was far away and they honestly loved sork but hated coworkers so they are so alone for half of their life.

Angel finally found family after meeting Davey, and they absolutely adore the Shaw pack, so they doodled around andcreated a symbol using s, h, a, w, and got a tattoo

Tis canon that Angel loves their nickname, and calls themself it as well as others in the pack. Now they would have to get a tattoo symbol of their beloved pet name from Davey

They drew one up and got it tattooed

Angel has one more tattoo on their forearm but thats kind of a spoiler so I wont get into that one. Feel free to question whatever you think it may be :))

Angel plans to get more tattoos but they're not sure of what. And like Davey, they dont get tattoos unless there is a meaning to them.

Davey loves to trace Angel's tattoos, and will listen to Angel babble about their tattoos and where they're from, what they mean, when and how they got them.

That's all the tattoo stuff I got for Angel and Davey :DD

#redacted asmr #redacted davey #redacted david #redacted shaw pack #redactedasmr #redacted angel #redacted milo #redacted sweetheart #redacted asher #redacted babe

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lordarsonizzzzt · 1 year

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Honestly I kinda headcanon Gears as being a polyglot, finding languages and etymology absolutely fascinating. Nobody knows which languages he does or doesn’t know, though Iceberg has sort of found a good way to tell. If he says something absolutely filthy or sappy in a language and Gears flushes, that means he knows the language, because underneath all of that Gears is a hopeless romantic. A hopeless romantic who will sometimes switch languages when drunk; he ends up being carried bridal style by Julian and babbling at him in what Julian thinks is German, but he can’t really tell since he’s too busy trying to keep Charles from wriggling out of his arms

-Brainworms anon

GOD YES I love when this 'emotionless looking dudes' are hopeless romatics, Iceberg is one too and he loves dancing with his partner, or doing all that shit you see in movies.

I also think Bright and Clef are hopeless romatics but Clef and Iceberg don't show it until they are dating someone, Bright on the other hand...

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shredsandpatches · 4 years

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I've reread your wip wednesday snippet of the badly timed pregnancy au and I definitely stand by everything I've ever previously said about the Lords Appellant even if Thomas (Glouscester?) seems to be a bit more human/humane. And Anne's last sentence at the end was BRILLIANT!

Thank you! I was rather pleased with it. She means it, too; I write her as friends with the de Bohun sisters and they actually have a major role in the fic (they are both very sick of their husbands’ shit and concerned that they will get themselves killed). I tend to write Gloucester as having a bit of a chivalrous streak, at least where cute young women are concerned -- not in a pervy way (he’s pretty devoted to his wife!) but certainly in a somewhat condescending way. Like, here he’s certainly concerned that Anne doesn’t suffer more than necessary but, like Arundel, he definitely thinks of her as not really knowing what she’s talking about. (This is also how I wrote him interacting with her in this fic, for example.)

I also thought, when writing this scene, I should keep it reasonably close to the way I’d write it in the prime timeline, that’s why I didn’t spend too much time on Anne being Pregnant and Emotional even though she is clearly both things, and I kept her arguments focused on the politics and the motivations involved. And yeah, the Lords Appellant were total douches. I always get a bit bristly when historians frame Richard’s eventual retribution against them as the result of an irrational grudge or something; as I’ve said before, I’m not going to argue that everything he did in 1397-98 was cool or okay, and I know it’s difficult to prove psychological stuff like whether someone was traumatized, but you can also suggest those things -- if you can diagnose someone who died 600 years ago with a clinical personality disorder, you can argue that they were traumatized by something really bad that happened to them -- and that seems much more plausible than the implication that 1397!Richard was what he was really like all along and so there’s a reason he needed to be smacked down repeatedly. Like, of course he was obsessed with royal prerogative, his reign was defined by the struggle to have it acknowledged at all!

#richard ii #fic babble #the bad pregnancy timing au #plus i feel like a lot of non-historian people just sort of go 'oh he was a boy king joffrey baratheon was obviously based on him'#which #eh #i enjoy got/asoiaf but it's not a roman à clef of medieval england #the sociopathic boy king is a trope #not a historical analysis #prettiewittie

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ballorawan740 · 3 years

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SCP Scenarios: When their kids says their name for the first time (Part 2)

(I'm so sorry that I haven't posted in soooooooooooo long. I'll try and write up the requests in a couple weeks)

(C/N) = Child's Name

SCP 035 (Possessive Mask) 035 was playing with your child as they were giggling and mumbling something they've heard in the foundation. You were trying to rest your eyes from the long day you had until you hear 035's scream. You ran over to see him hugging (C/N) and asked what had happened. 035 explained what had happened and attempted to encourage (C/N) to say their name again. It happened to work because it's 035 and you were shocked. Later on, you tried to do the same thing and failed.

SCP 105 (Iris)

Iris was rather busy, so she welcomed you both and allowed the bed to absorb her when she came back. You left your child by the TV and went in to check on Iris who fell asleep to which she woke up to your footsteps. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you" your gentle voice spoke out when you saw her tired eyes. She quickly said it was fine and went out with you to which you both stood by the corner to watch (C/N) who was now looking at the nursery book the foundation staff made with their name attached on it. "(C/N)" your child suddenly spoke up which stunned you both. (C/N) then came crawling to you both when they saw you and greeted you both with a hug.

SCP 106 (Old Man)

This grandad was sleeping more than (C/N) and that was saying something. You said with your child, playing with some legos until you had to stop them from inhaling the small parts, resulting in them crying. This of course woke up 106 as he rushed over to see what was wrong. (C/N) ran to hug his leg as any child would when they were being scolded by their parents. 106 was the softer one in this relationship so he hushed the child who then giggled at his terrible job at comforting. 106 had allowed you to cool off for a bit to which (C/N) suddenly spoke out their name which surprised you all. (C/N) just giggled as 106 put him down and he began to play with the stuffed bear (No, not that stuffed bear).

SCP 096 (Shy Guy)

Since 096 can't exactly speak, you were the one who taught your child how to speak. Luckily for you though, not only were you one of the psychologists (who also happens to be trained personally by Dr Glass), you were also a linguistics professor and had a communications experience back when you were younger. 096 was just watching you both having fun and learning until (C/N) crawled to 096 to ask for a hug which he gladly gave. (C/N) pointed to you and said "Mama" then towards him and shouted "Papa". You both smiled until (C/N) pointed to themselves and said: "(C/N)" which made you smile even wider as you both were proud of the progress you've made.

Dr. Alto Clef

You and Clef were just watching (C/N) playing around with some Legos and fake foods and talking about what you both did to Bright's chainsaw until you both heard (C/N) babbling non-coherent words/sentences. You both went over and asked if they were alright until Clef arrived and picked up (C/N). Clef just played with (C/N) until they decided to vomit all over him, making you laugh. You helped them both get cleaned up until you both looked over and your child just spoke out "I'm (C/N)" before giggling away which shocked you both. Bright came in and was surprised as both you and Clef looked like you both had seen a ghost.

Dr. Benjamin Kondraki

Kondraki was just babysitting (C/N) as you rested your head against his shoulder. He hummed down as he watched (C/N) play quietly as he wrapped his arm around you and rested his head on top of yours. Not long later, you woke up from your little nap and noticed that Kondraki had (C/N) on the counter as he made food. You went in and noticed (C/N) giggling and talking to Kondraki to which he smiled and noticed you. You went over and went to make your drinks as (C/N) pointed at various objects and said what it was. (C/N) then pointed to themselves and said "(C/N)" which made you and Kondraki smile widely in awe as proud parents.

(Sources - Pics: SCP 035 | SCP 096 | SCP 105 | SCP 106 | Dr Clef | Dr Kondraki)

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anonauthorsworkshop · 2 years

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I WOULD BE SCREAMING AT CLEF OR BRIGHT ALL THEY CAN HEAR IS BABY BABBLES

ALL THEY CAN SEE IS A TODDLER THROWING A TANTRUM

let their ears burn

#agremlinchildthatneedscontent #answered #ask #author #eldritch anons #scp #scp foundation #dr clef #dr bright #jack bright #scp jack bright #scp dr clef #scp dr bright

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pinstripesandparliaments · 3 years

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kaede akamatsu general relationship hc’s !

authors note ! ; of course you can ! as much as i love writing for miss akamatsu, i admittedly get a bit carried away ! me and her share an extreme love for music and certain things just,,, and up becoming infodump territory ; so i apologize if this is too wordy !

Kaede had been first to confess, and she’d made it special! You’d acknowledged the possibility of her liking her before that, due to her less than subtle flirting ; but ultimately ruled it out because she did the same with most other people.

She’d confessed to you in the courtyard, visibly nervous ; at first you were scared she was going to tell you something horrible, as she was shaking throughout the whole thing. You’d taken her hands into yours, which probably didn’t soothe her nerves.

Regardless, she had a smile on her face the whole time ; and with a few stutters and strings of meaningless babbling (likely to stall) she got it out!

“I really like you! Like, when i first saw you, I really liked you- and,” She took a deep breath ; “I want to be your girlfriend!”

With a few startled stammers, you’d happily accepted and taken her into your arms.

From then on, you two were inseparable.

Upon waking up to the morning announcement, she’d be outside your dorm and ready to walk you to cafeteria.

She writes music for you! She admittedly doesn’t sing too much, but for you she’d try! If you’re not too flustered at the gesture she’ll ask you to sing with her ; maybe she’ll even put some cd’s on for you to slow dance with her to, even if she’s not the most graceful!

She most definitely initiated the first kiss, she also definitely planned it out!

It was in the comfort of her own lab, that way you felt there was some sort of privacy. She’d wanted to teach you the basics of reading music, and how to associate notes with keys.

You were both seated on the duet bench, and you listened intently to her giddy explanation.

“See, this here is middle C, and the clefs in sheet music indicate which side of it you play on !”

Were you following? Kind of, Sort of.

...

Sort of...

“The notes only go to G, so when you reach the eighth key from a, you start over! Just in a different octave, like right here-“

She guided your hand to a white key with her left hand, her right staying on another on the opposite side of the piano.

“See? still E, just lower!” you nodded, honestly kind of overwhelmed at her enthusiasm.

You were even more overwhelmed when she didn’t move her hand from yours as she started to look at you lovingly and leaned into you.

Luckily, she caught herself before she gave you an out of body experience ; “Ah, I’m gonna kiss you- is that okay?”

As flustered as you were, you found it in yourself to laugh and close the gap yourself ; leaving the two of you to giggle into eachothers lips!

As in most couples, jealousy is inevitable! Though, with Kaede it’s not always clear that she’s jealous. These are usually the main occurrences that make her initiate PDA.

If someone were to get a little too friendly around you, Kaede opts to subtly assert dominance.

Quick kisses to your forehead or cheek while you’re conversing with a particularly flirty friend are pretty common, and if you’re in a group conversation she’ll lock ankles with you if you’re in a sitting position ; if you’re not though, she’ll opt to putting her arms around your waist or guide your arm to snake around her own!

there you go ! Kaede loves you SO much, and you’re so worthy of love ! (amongst other things, ofc ! ) stay hydrated, eat well, and i hope you enjoyed !

mod maple !

#danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #kaede akamatsu #kaede akamatsu x reader #x reader #relationship headcanons

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cleflink · 4 months

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*skids into your space, riding a cool pastel turbo sled*

Heloo hii!! this is your gift giver for dcmk-exchange! *bangs pots and pans*

I'm looking forward to work on your utterly cool, badass gift for this year! hope you also have fun with this event too~~ speaking of gifts, I read that you wanted something with Kaito being badass! YOU'VE PIQUED MY INTEREST!! It'd be great if you can tell me more about it and share your ideas!

Wow, nice sled! We've had nothing but rain here all week - I should look into getting one of those for myself. :P

Very nice to meet you gift-giver! Thank you for joining in this challenge; I'm very excited to get to chat with you over the next few weeks.

One of the things I love about DCMK is that everyone's so damn competent with the possible exception of Yamamura-keibu from Gunma. I have such a fondness for capable and competent characters, and that's DetCo's whole shtick, basically, so my competency kink is usually very well fed.

Kaito/KID is my favourite character, and he has a whole raft of ridiculously OP skills that I love to see played with. Magician, acrobat, infiltration expert, actor, marksman, master of disguise, the list goes on. IMO, his more recent heists in canon have not given him as much opportunity to show off as they used to - as the stakes up and the challenges that Jirokichi sets get increasingly ridiculous, it inevitably limits KID's ability to show off what a badass he is - so I am finding that I miss the thrill of earlier heists like the Miraculous Midair Walk or KID's Teleportation Magic (I do have great hopes for next year's movie though - fingers crossed!). Hence my request for some badass Kaito.

I also find that badass characters are the most thrilling when they are met with equal opposition: Kaito needs to be a badass because Shinichi/Conan is ALSO a badass, so Kaito wouldn't stand a chance if he couldn't keep up. Mostly, I just like that all of these characters are forces to be reckoned with, so I'm always happy when they get a chance to prove it. :)

Aaand I could keep talking about this for ages if I let myself, so I think I'll stop here. ^_^; Nice to babble at talk to you, gift-giver! Best wishes for a Happy New Year if I don't hear from you before then. :D

#it's loving kaito hours #kaitou kid my beloved #dcmk #clef babbles #gift exchange #anon ask

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bandtrees · 2 years

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i love 4/2//3/1 but man it’s not perfect and i think it really did change the way people talk about clef for the worse

#babbles #do people still do those slashes in names to not show up in tags thing #but yeah #it feels like people learned he’s a traumatized abuse victim and then took to making that his entire personality and presence #like no that can still coexist with him being an abrasive slimy asshole and not just a sad little uwu flowerchild #also i wish more 4231 stuff got into Lily and her ‘rituals’ and not just making her a generic abuser #LIKE. THE PEOPLE SHE KILLED HER DEVOTION TO THE SCARLET KING ETC ETC THATS LIKE A COOL PLOT POINT #she’s a horrible person of course but she can be more interesting than just ‘clef angst button’

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ask-cleferrian · 2 years

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💭 + a silly or fond memory [Epon]

Visible only to @ask-epon-166. Don't ask why Clef kept kitchenware in his living room cabinet, ok? His apartment was small as fuck, he had to improvise

Yet another mundane evening in your tiny one-bedroom apartment. You were making dinner while keeping one eye on your daughter playing on the living room floor. At least there were some pros to having a small open plan house, no way for your baby to hurt herself if it’s physically impossible for you to not see her, right?

Going on autopilot by now, you barely register the small “hi” said to you as you head for the kitchenware you kept in the living room cabinet, almost saying “hi” in response before it dawns on you and you spin around to look at your toddler.

“What did you just say?”

“Hii!” The little deer-child babbles happily as she shoved one of the big plastic cubes in her mouth, or at least attempts to, and you can’t contain your smile. Her first word!

You walk over to her and scoop her up in your arms, and she once again babbles out, this time grabbing your nose.

“Hhhi!”

“Hi, my little pumpkin!” You laugh and nuzzle her chubby little cheek, making her giggle happily. There were no words in the world that could describe how happy you were right now.

#asks #clef.txt #short but cute

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ask-dr-cimmerian · 3 years

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Congratulations! m!a, its another child of urs. both of u. have fun

The two stopped in their tracks, just starting at the little bundle on Cimmerian's desk, completely frozen in place. They nearly jumped when the small wrapping moved, making babbling sounds.

"Is...that...?"

Clef looked damn near terrified. "They can do that?!"

Jeremy swallowed the lump in his throat and approached the kid, hesitating for a moment as he reached for them. Sure enough, looking closer, the child had both of their traits. Tan skin, light brown hair with a lighter streak through it, though their eyes were still that baby blue colour.

"They...can't be older than a month." He nervously glanced back at Clef. "And they do look like they're ours."

"...I'll go get the containment team."

The brunette nodded. "I'll keep an eye on the kid."

"Try not to get eaten by that thing, alright?"

"They're just a baby, Clef."

"It's an anomalous object, Jerry, it could be dangerous."

Cimmerian looked at her in silence for a while before sighing heavily, choosing not to press the subject. "Whatever. Just go."

#asks #cimm.txt #clef.txt #ooc: YES. ANOTHER ONE FOR THE COLLECTION #normal people: okay so they adopt/get a surrogate/get pregnant. me: just m!a the little shit into existence

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gods-and-pawns · 3 years

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nooo bright don't, cmon we're just curious, it can't be THAT bad

Bright:

Oh fuck off, we both know that the only reason you're doing this is that you know exactly what I was going to say. You just want me to say it straight up, don't you? So you can tease me about it? Babble to Clef? Well, guess what, motherfuckers, I'm not telling you shit.

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rockinthebeastmode · 5 years

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What up lady, hope all is well and work is not driving you crazy. I getting giddy just thinking of the new fics that you have been mentioning lately. I hope you have a great week and take care.😚😙

Hiya! All is fucked and work is actually going well (while still driving me crazy of course) but things’ll improve eventually. I mean they have to right? right???

This is a bit late and I’d promised previews on another ask but Ima post em here and tag it later instead 😝 I’m gonna try to get back into writing, I promise. Hope you enjoy!

Over the Moon

“Oh no…” Finn muttered, rolling his eyes. Rae’s head whipped towards him, her hair swiping him across the ear.

“What?” she accused, Finn rubbing his ear with a scowl.

“They locked us in.”

“Shit.” Finn glanced at Rae as her breathing shortened, her eyes widening.

“For fuck’s sake, I’m not gonna attack ya,” he snapped. Rae’s panic shifted.

“Don’t have a go at me,” she shot back loudly, her arms crossed defensively.

“Chill out—”

“Don’t tell me to chill out, this is all your fault!”

“Fucking wha—No, it’s yours!”

“Alright, lovebirds, we’re off.” Chop interrupted. Through the slats of the closet door, they watched him tip an imaginary hat before wrapping an arm around Izzy’s neck. “Try and get along by the time we get back, yeah?”

Finn rattled the door, the two of them cursing at their retreating figures but their protests were completely ignored.

“Anything good at the cinema?” Archie’s voice followed them out of his room and the two slumped back, Rae’s shooting him a dirty look.

“This is bullshit.”

***

Half an hour passed in angry silence. His nan had always told him if he didn’t have anything nice to say, say nothing at all. And he had nothing nice to say to Rae Earl.

She didn’t seem to feel that same sentiment.

“Unbelievable,” she sighed roughly, leaning against the wall.

Finn shuffled his feet and looked at the floor. They stood uncomfortably close, surrounded on all sides. He felt sweat drop down his temple and he shucked his jacket off with a huff, trying to sit in the cramped space. Rae immediately hugged the wall, looking him over.

“The hell are you doing?” He adjusted himself on the floor, raising his brows at her.

“What’s it look like?”

“Such a prick…” She bit her lip, her head shaking slowly.

“Just sit the fuck down, Rae.”

“Excuse me?” she scoffed, her eyes narrowing.

“Sit. The fuck. Down.” She stared defiantly and he shrugged, folding his jacket into a pillow and resting against it, his eyes closing, “Whatever.”

He couldn’t hold back a smirk as he heard her let out a disgruntled grunt, her flannel coming off a moment later and she sat beside him, moving as far away as possible.

“What, d’ya think I have cooties or something?”

“You might,” she retorted, “I dunno where you’ve been.”

“Ha ha.”

Rae moved her flannel over her lap, resting her arms on top.

“It stinks in here.”

“Yeah, I add that boy smell so you know you’re in a bloke’s closet.”

“Somehow I’m not surprised you bring girls in here.”

“I don’t—” She smirked and he rolled his eyes, “You’re such a…” He trailed off and she nudged him.

“Such a what?” she prodded, poking his shoulder hard, “C’mon, Nelson.” Seeing his annoyance grow, she went on, “Spit it out!”

“Dickhead!”

His voice rang out loud and rough in the small space and Rae’s eyes widened before she broke out laughing. He couldn’t help but join, his lips reluctantly curling.

“Jesus,” she giggled, “You’re the dickhead.”

Silence fell as they caught their breath, slight smiles on their faces. Finn half shrugged.

“Wanna play a game?

- - - - -

You're a Wolf

Finn pulled the tent flap aside, squinting through a haze of incense and cigarette smoke. An older woman emerged from the cloud, her deep red lips twisted into a sly smirk. It faded as she took him in.

“Ah, you’re nought but a wolf pup—don’t see a lot of kids wanting readings,” she said gravelly, raising her brows.

“How’d you—”

“I know a great many things…” She tapped her temple with a wink, “Y’want your mark read, yeah?”

Finn nodded and bit the corner of his lip, slightly intimidated despite his skepticism. She held out her hand.

“Ten quid.” He sighed and handed it over before dropping to the chair opposite her.

“Let’s see it.” Finn lifted his sleeve and held his arm out, exposing his inner wrist. An inky black bass clef was revealed, a stark contrast against his skin.

She took his hand in one hand, her other moving over the mark. Her fingers circled it, feather-light as they traced the thick lines. He watched as her eyes closed and she took a deep breath.

- - - - -

Wrong Date III

“Chlo mentioned you were a year ahead of us,” Rae started, sipping her snakebite as Finn nodded.

“Yeah I was,” he replied with a shrug, “Ended up moving to Leeds for a bit.”

“What’s in Leeds?” she asked, her glass hiding her mouth as she looked him over.

“Something different…” he sighed, his head tilting as he glanced over the bar, “Stamford isn’t exactly the land of opportunity.” Rae nodded.

“I went to Bristol for uni—couldn’t wait to get out of here.”

“And now we’re back,” he drawled, raising his Fosters to cheers. She laughed and raised hers.

“Right…”

In the silence following, he reached into his pocket, slapping a few 20p on the table.

“For the jukebox—this music’s doing my head in,” he explained, starting to stand. She snatched them away, shaking her head.

“I’ll do it.” At his raised brow, she continued, “You can’t be trusted.”

“So that’s how it’s gonna be, is it?”

“That’s how it’s gonna be.” She stuck her tongue out at him, starting to back away as she scoffed, “You and your crap reggae.”

- - - - -

Fade Out

“Dad said you stopped by the other day,” Finn started, pausing when Rae bit her lip and looked down, “What did you want?”

Rae looked up, meeting Finn’s eyes and she smiled tearfully, her eyes shining.

“I wanted you,” she sighed, her voice low and shaky. Finn’s eyes widened and he bit his cheek as a tear fell down Rae’s cheek.

“I’m so sorry for that night you came over, I should’ve said something,” she said, her hands clasping in front of her, “I never wanted you to leave, I never wanted any of this.”

Finn shook himself out of his dumbstruck state, Rae continuing to babble in front of him. He stepped up to her, his hands rising to wipe the tears from her face.

“--so stupid to break up, I should’ve just talked to you,” she continued and Finn moved closer, his thumb swiping at a final tear, his other hand cupping her neck. Her lips parted to speak again and Finn leaned forward, cutting her off.

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