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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 1 year

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Being Karasuno’s Manager

🧁🍩Miss Manager loves to Bake 🍪 🍰

Karasuno featuring Seijoh x female! manager (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: pure fluff

AN: This is probably the cutest anon request ever 🥹

Let me just say this

Kageyama might be “king of the court” but YN is “Queen of Karasuno” 👸

Honestly these boys absolutely worship you

Literally, they act as if they don’t have three managers

They literally will lay down in a puddle of mud while you step on them

Will do the above 👆 for any of their three managers

But you, you my love are super special to our boys

Why you ask?

Well it’s because you provide them with nutrients to survive 😌

That’s right, your love of baking and the fine art of culinary creations only helps you out with our beloved crows

You’ve learned to cater to all their needs

Filling recipes with top tier ingredients for success

Things like fruits, nuts, and even sneaking some veggies in there

Like zucchini bread or carrot cake

Listen, even if it’s in a desert, it still counts as a fruit or veggie

I don’t want to hear “tHe SuGaR cAnCeLs It OuT”

Because like these boys need the sugar to run and jump all over the place ok 🤚🏻

You bake almost daily as a form of stress release and therapy

Please you need it with the team you manage 🙄

And you always bring in the treats for the boys!

And they ALWAYS eat them up

“These are fantastic Yn what are they called?” Hinata asks

“They are Fudgy Pumpkin Brownie bites! It’s a new recipe!” You exclaim as Kageyama and Noya go in for thirds

“You fit a whole pumpkin in here Yn?!?” Hinata : D

You 👉🏻😐

“I think she means that there is pumpkin in the recipe not one per bite,” Ennoshita explains

I never claimed they were smart Yn

Anyways, you are always there to help our precious boys fill their bellies

You are in charge of snacks for games and practice, often finding joy in everything you do

So when the prelims for the road to spring nationals start, you are busy whipping up some goodies

You bake the entire weekend before, preparing for every possible scenario

Protein muffins for in between matches

Chocolate chip cookies for after they win matches

You even prepare some of your famous Strawberry shortcake cookies just incase the boys happen to lose

Not that we think they will, don’t get me wrong but it’s always nice to be prepared

Anyways, the prelims start and Karasuno dominates

Like, did we really thinking they wouldn’t 💅

Anyways, tensions run high as the boys go into their match with Seijoh

You remember the first time they fought against Seijoh and how the loss crushed them

But fueled up on your high-protein muffins, these boys are ready to kick butt!

And kick butt they do!

They beat Seijoh and prepare to meet Shiratorizawa in the finals

After the game, you notice how upset Seijoh is after their loss

You knew this was the third years last tournament and seeing them cry hurt

You thought about if it was your boys

And with that, there was only one thing left to do

So you pulled out a piece of paper and wrote a little note and stuck it in the box of cookies

As your team was preparing to leave, you grabbed your box of Strawberry Shortcake cookies and ran over to Seijoh

Karasuno rn 👉🏻👀

“Excuse me?” You said as the entire Seijoh team turned around and looked at you

“You guys played an excellent game and you deserve these,” you said handing Seijoh your expertly wrapped cookies

Oikawa accepted, saying nothing

Please you left him speechless

Too bad Kunimi’s too sad to even record this moment 😭

You smile and wave as you run back to your team

Meanwhile, back the gym the Seijoh boys are extremely sad

“Hey what did that manager from Karasuno give you Oikawa?” Kindaichi asked as Oikawa reached for the box

He reached for it, opening it as the note slipped out

Iwa picked the note up and began reading it

It read “Thank you for playing your hardest! You deserve these. Xoxo YN, Karasuno’s Manager”

“It’s cookies,” Oikawa said as he began to pass them around and Iwa showed Oiks the note

Oikawa rn 👉🏻😐🥺😭

Please the entire Seijoh team is eating your cookies and crying Yn 😩

The next few days go by

You are in the gym taking notes when a teacher comes to get you

“Excuse me?”

“Yes,” Takeda asks

“Umm there is a team of boys at the front gate here to see Yn,” the teacher says

Karasuno 👉🏻 a team…. OF BOYS 😐😑

Tanaka and Noya 👉🏻 FOR YN?!?? 😡🤬

“Oh my ok!” You say, getting up and walking towards the gates of Karasuno

Tanaka, Noya, Kags and Hinata are ready to go

It takes the entire rest of the team to hold them back 🙄

“WHAT IF THEY KIDNAP YN??” Noya shouts

“They literally showed up at the front of school in broad daylight, like that’s gonna happen,” Suga say, rolling his eyes

“Someone has never watched dateline before,” Tanaka adds

Of course, you ignore them and head for the gates

As you approach, you see the white track suits

You 👉🏻😐😳

“Umm hi,” you say as the boys of Seijoh all look at you

“Team!” Oikawa shouts and they all scream

“THANK YOU FOR THE COOKIES YN!” while bowing

You rn 👉🏻😐😳🥹

“You are so welcome! Thank you for coming!” You say smiling and going to hug them

You hug Iwa first and boy is he stiff 😅

It’s safe to say the entire Seijoh team is now in love with you Yn 🥰

Bonus

“Omg is Oikawa crying?” Kageyama says, shoving Hinata out of the way as they watch around the corner.

“Hey watch it butthole!” Hinata shouts as he pushed Kageyama out of the way.

“I’d cry too if YN hugged me,” Noya added as Tanaka nodded.

“You guys are about to have something to cry about if you don’t get your butts back to the gym RIGHT NOW!” Daichi shouted, looming over them as the boys all turned and ran back to the gym.

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reluctanttrabbit · 4 months

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its secret santa time!! woo!! @hearts4ggy BOO CAROUSEL JUMPSCARE 💥💥💥💥

originally i planned to make a fic AND draw a scene from the fic. but my dreams slowly crumbled as i realized i would have so much homework this month AND i also really just wanted to get this fic out before christmas bc i know many people are with family at this time

so heres the fic instead!! maybe i can finish up the art part of the gift this week.. :3

the full fic is also below the cut incase u wanna read it this way ^_^

Carol of the Bells

3,347 words

3:56. 3:57. 3:58.

Every time Michael glanced at the clock, it stared right back. Almost like it's taunting me, he thought.

Out of all of the days in the year, why did William Afton have to work on Christmas Eve and leave Michael to look after his siblings?

To be fair, it was a lose-lose situation either way. He could either spend the day stuck with his stupid siblings, or ditto but with his stupid father.

So here he was, baking cookies with Elizabeth and Evan in the afternoon.

"I.. I think we used too much sugar," a small voice piped up. It was Evan, who had just grabbed the egg carton out of the fridge and peered into the bowl the siblings were using. Sure enough, sugar was littered all over the kitchen counter. Evan guessed that was Elizabeth's handiwork.

"Good! Maybe you'll get some cavities from it, and you'll talk even less, then," Elizabeth jeered at her brother.

"Liz, these cookies are for all of us. if anything, you're getting cavities too." Michael sighed as he pushed her aside to swipe the eggs out of Evan's hands. she let out a small yelp of annoyance, which Michael had ignored. He turned to his phone propped up on the counter with the recipe on his screen.

"Ok, eggs and vanilla extract." he said aloud to himself. Michael looked to the counter, but the vanilla extract was nowhere in sight. What? That couldn't be right.

"We got vanilla extract, right? who has it?" Michael instantly turned to Evan, who jumped a little and showed Michael his hands. Empty.

Next, he turned to Liz, getting more agitated at the second. Once he looked in her direction, he noticed three red cups set on the counter, as Elizabeth wore a suspicious smile and eyed the cups. Michael simply wasn't having it, and knocked all 3 cups off the counter as if he were a cat. He deadpanned towards Elizabeth as she watched the vanilla extract fall out of the middle cup and onto the floor.

"Hey! What's your problem today?!" she cried, as Michael went to pick up the extract.

"My problem," he growled, "is that I'm stuck with you two today, because our father can't even manage to take the day off of work for CHRISTMAS EVE."

"Well, maybe he's getting some last minute gifts.. or something!" she said, trying to excuse her father.

"Bullshit, theres nothing open today! It's a holiday, he shouldn't even be at work in the first place!"

"Don't swear at me!"

"I'll do whatever I want! Dad isn't here, I'm in charge."

"Y'know, i bet you the reason you don't wanna spend Christmas Eve with us is because you'd rathe-"

The house phone started ringing, and the two stopped fighting. Michael sent a cold glare to Elizabeth, as if he was telling her this wasn't over, and he walked over to pick up.

"Hey, is mike here?" a voice rang through the speaker. it was Charlie!

"Uh- yeah, what happened?"

"What do you mean what happened, its Christmas Eve! we're coming over for a bit, so we can keep you guys company.. since your dad isn't here, y'know." there was a slight laugh in her voice, but it settled once she mentioned that William wasn't home. Right, how could Michael ever forget.

"Oh, well.. sweet. See you guys in a bit, I guess. bye." Michael put the phone down. He hoped Charlie couldn't tell that there was still hints of anger in his voice, despite their call being so short. He let out a sigh, which somewhat turned into a growl, and turned around to look back at his siblings. Evan had started to pick the extract up and clean it with some paper towels. Good. At least he was managing to be helpful.

hearing the news that Charlie and Henry (and hopefully Sammy) were coming over eased Michael's thoughts. maybe Henry could be the one to deal with his siblings, and Michael could get a break from these brats. Evan offered the extract to Mike, and he picked it up, turning his phone back on and reading over the recipe once again. Liz had left to go sit on the couch and cool off from her and Mike's previous squabbling. Hey, I'm not complaining, Mike thought to himself.

"Cass, you wanna grab the mixer for me?" he asked. Evan nodded, and went to search the cupboards until he pulled the machine out, with the cord dangling and nearly tripping him.

Evan hauled the machine up onto the counter. He brushed his hands off on his pants, and stood idly waiting for Michael to do the next step. He fidgeted with his sweater sleeves, and peeked around the corner of the fridge to look at Elizabeth. she had a pillow in her hand as she hit it repeatedly against the floor.

Evan had a hunch that pillow was supposed to be michael.

He turned back to face Michael. the boy jumped as the mixer started and the ingredients splashed onto his face. He grumbled, but held the bowl steady and let the mixer do its job.

Evan took advantage of the loud whirring from the mixer, and snuck off into the living room to stay with Elizabeth. Her eyes narrowed as he walked into the room, and put the pillow down.

The mixer slowed down and Michael went to wash his hands. He looked around for evan, only to find that the boy wasn't there.

"Hey, I still need help here!" he shouted.

"…"

"Fine."

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Michael cringed with each bite he took of the cookie. Something had definitely went wrong once he was left alone to bake. Was it too sweet? Or too bitter? Were the ingredients expired?

"Ok, these… these cookies taste like shit." Michael put the cookie (could it even be called that?) back down on his plate and took a sip of water. he heard Elizabeth and Evan laugh, as they had already rejected their cookies.

"When will Charlie and Henry get here?" Evan asked, blankly staring out into the window. There were slight flurries outside- the thought of a white Christmas made Michael subconsciously smile. It had reminded him of better days - days where all he would do in school was make crafts and bring them home to his mom and dad. He remember the way his mother's nose would crinkle as she smiled and put the poor excuse for an ornament up on their Christmas tree.

"…"

"I'm gonna go get my sketchbook. Just… do whatever." Mike nearly bolted up as he dodged the question and tossed the tv remote to Elizabeth, heading for the stairs. She turned on the tv and started to flip through channels. There was nothing that interested the two. News channels, baby channels, reruns of old movies, the shopping channel; and a few kids channels, but none of them were playing anything good. Elizabeth decided on one that was about these weird CGI Christmas dogs.. it wasn't like she would actually pay attention to it.

"All of these shows suck!" she huffed in frustration. "Why aren't they playing, like, My Little Pony or something?" she went to lay back on the floor and stare up at the ceiling.

Evan had wanted to answer, because its Christmas and the only thing that's on right now are Christmas movies. But he was too lost in his own thoughts to interject. He remembered the look in Michael's eyes as he went up to grab his sketchbook. The teen looked like he was on the verge of tears. Evan felt as if he had seen a cryptid.

"Liz, um.. do you ever think about why Mike gets angry at us?" he turned to his sister.

"..Well, I don't think about it on a daily basis, but I know the answer. You should too." she sighed, crossing her arms.

"I mean, obviously I know why, but… why does he get angry? We only fight with him because he fights with us. Why does he get to be the angry one? Why does he see us as brats and then get to act like that?"

Elizabeth stayed silent. They both did for a minute.

"Maybe he never moved on. I don't know." she sighed, now giving more thought to the conversation. "I don't remember much of her. Maybe the problem is that he remembers too much."

Maybe the problem is that he remembers too much. The words repeated in Evan's mind. what did that even mean? It got louder and louder, and-

"Charlie!" Elizabeth cried as she shot up to run towards the window. She was careful to not scratch herself on the Christmas tree right beside the window, and peered through the snow, which had begun to fall faster than a few minutes ago. The headlights of Henry's car disoriented Liz, but she tried her best to get a good look.

Evan stared at the ground for a few more seconds, before getting up and opening the door for them. Henry and Charlie stepped out of the car, gift bags in each of their hands. Elizabeth nearly pushed Evan out of the way as they came in the door.

"Merry Christmas, you two!" Henry said, imitating the voice of Santa Claus. He definitely has the beard for the role, Evan thought.

Elizabeth jumped into Charlie arms, giving her a hug.

"Hey Liz!" the teen said, ruffling her hair. "Guess who these are for?" she said as she held up the bags in her arms. Elizabeth gasped and reached for them, but Charlie swiped them away.

"Hey, not until tomorrow." she laughed. Her and Henry walked towards the tree to put their gifts down and take off their coats. Henry paused as Charlie set down her bags.

"You kids only got 5 presents?" Henry asked, concerned. "Now I don't want to shame your dad, but I know he has more than enough money for you guys. There's no way he's putting all that into the mall..." the man trailed off as he answered his own question.

"Well, good thing we delivered, huh?" Charlie said, trying to keep the mood up. "C'mon Liz, let's go find a Christmas movie to watch." the 2 girls walked to the couch as Charlie flipped through their DVD collection.

Henry and Evan sat in silence as Henry looked around and rubbed his hands.

"So, where's your brother?" Henry asked, looking around the house.

"He ran upstairs." Evan answered, looking up at them as if Michael would appear there in seconds. But Evan knew better. He was probably locking himself in his room for the rest of the night. He turned back to look at Henry, but couldn't quite read his expression as the man grumbled something to himself.

"..Well, I see you made cookies! Mind if I take a bite?" Henry grinned as he walked over to the plate on the kitchen counter. He had moved too fast, as Evan was just about to respond until Henry took a bite out of the poorly iced mess. His face went sour, and Evan couldn't help but snicker.

"We- we didn't do the best, I'm sure you can tell." Evan said as he watched Henry put the cookie back down on its plate.

"No worries, kid. I guess it's Santa's problem, not ours." Henry sighed and walked off into the living room. But Evan stayed put as his gaze wandered to the stairs.

He wasn't actually going to stay upstairs, was he?

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Evan walked down the hall, peering in each room. Every step he took made the floorboards creak, making Evan walk lighter than usually. He passed by his room, and the door was closed. He looked at all the drawings scattered on his door, some drawn by Michael and some drawn by himself.

Elizabeth's door was decorated with stickers and one of those "no boys allowed" signs -- a gift that she put up as a joke. Evan continued walking. The bathroom doors were both open, and Michael's door was locked shut. his door held no drawings, or no stickers. Just a door handle and peeling paint. Evan held his ear close to the door, but couldn't hear any signs of Michael. He was most likely in there, but Evan had to be sure.

..That left only 2 rooms to check.

If Evan wasn't stepping lightly before, he was definitely floating by now. Even just standing by the door of William's office was enough to make him remind himself to breathe. The door stood tall and foreboding, somewhat like his dad. The light was off, so Michael couldn't be in there. Evan turned to the room at the end of the hall.

William's room.

Of course, it had never been just William's room. It used to belong to their mother too, once upon a time. Or more like a few years ago. but it seemed like Evan's instincts were right, as the lamp on the bedside drawer was on. Michael was right beside that drawer leaning against the bed and burying his head in his arms. There was a book by his feet, sitting upside down with pictures falling out of it.

Something told Evan that the book wasn't Michael's sketchbook.

Evan walked closer to Michael, and the boy lifted his head up.

"Screw off Cass, get out." his throat was raspy; Michael sounded like he was tired. His voice was the quietest it had been in years.

Evan stayed silent. He moved closer.

"..Are you deaf, I said--"

"I heard you, and I'm not going to let you yell at me anymore!" Evan's voice wavered as he spoke.

"Oh, what, did you--"

"All day you've been rude to me AND Elizabeth, and you're always just rude in general! Why do you get to just- why do you not realize that when mom died, it.. it hurt us too. But you don't get that, because you're mad at our father, and.."

Evan felt tears welling up already. Why was he such a crybaby?

Evan and Michael both fell silent as the two thought of what to say.

"..You really suck at yelling." Michael grumbled as he picked the book up. Evan wiped his tears and tried to compose himself so he could continue his rant, but he finally noticed what the book was.

It was a photo album.

Evan took a breath as he moved closer to sit beside Michael.

"In a way, you aren't wrong. I am mad at our father. Because he doesn't give a shit about us or about mom's death-"

"Liar! Dad talks about her all the time! You wouldn't know that because you barely try to talk to him."

Michael ignored him as he flipped through the pages. Their parents didn't take many pictures of themselves, but there were lots of family photos. A picture of Michael on a high chair as he eats baby food. His hair sticks out in every direction. Carol is cleaning his face, smiling for the camera as she tries her best not to laugh. A beach day photo where she's putting sunscreen on a younger Elizabeth as Michael and Evan splash around in the water. Michael and Carol at a school dance.

Slowly but surely, Michael and Evan's mom started to appear less and less, until the last picture was of William and Henry at the opening of the Pizzaplex.

"It's like she's.. slowly disappearing. From the book, from us-- And somewhere deep down, I WANT her to. So I don't have to think about her everyday. So the pain is easier." Michael sobbed. Evan's eyes widened as Michael was crying real, live tears. Was this a prank?

"I can't remember anything else from our childhood except her."

As awkward as it was, Evan shifted closer to rest his head on Michael's shoulder. Michael didn't push him off. He didn't yell at him. It just happened. And that was enough.

They sat in silence for a good while.

"..It feels weird to see you cry. It's like our personalities were swapped or something. Like 'Freaky Friday'." Evan muttered in a soft voice. Michael sniffed and wiped his eyes as he let out a genuine snicker. It wasn't in a mocking or sarcastic tone, for the first time in a while. Evan still wasn't used to this.

"Maybe it should happen more. For the both of us. I can... cry more, and you can stand up to me more." Michael admitted. He sighed and rested his head on Evan's, like they were 2 brothers who actually liked each other.

Someday, maybe that could happen.

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The rest of the night flew by. Evan and Michael finally went back downstairs to join everyone else and have a movie marathon, along with some TV dinner. They talked, and danced, but eventually Henry and Charlie had to drive back home. Henry allowed them to open at least one Christmas present before they left, and Elizabeth made sure to pick a big enough gift. Because of course, Henry wouldn't allow her to pick the box that DEFINITELY wasn't a new toy playset.

Michael got a set of watercolors, Evan got a set of pajamas, and Elizabeth got a 16" Glamrock Chica plushie. The Emilys went back to their house, and the Aftons got ready for bed.

William Afton was still nowhere in sight.

Falling in and out of sleep, Michael lay in his bed, snuggled up in a pile of 3 blankets with the fan running. It was peaceful.

That was, until Elizabeth creaked the door open and poked at Michael. And when he didn't respond to pokes, she rocked him back and forth.

"... What, Liz? It's.. I don't even know what time it is, why are you still awake?" he mumbled.

"Me and Ev can't sleep," she whispered, Glamrock Chica plushie in her hands.

"Well, that's not my problem, is it? If you're awake, Santa won't give you any presents. He knows when you're sleeping," Michael told her.

"Exactly! We need you so we can fall asleep, and then Santa can come! Get up already!" she dragged the boy out of his blanket nest as he protested. Evan had been waiting by the stairs, with a nightlight in one hand and a Fredbear plushie in the other. The 3 siblings walked down the stairs as the Christmas tree shined as bright as a fire.

"Why are we going in the living room?" Michael nearly tripped on his feet as Elizabeth led him around the house. He looked down at Evan, who was just as confused.

"Aw, wait... Michael, I'm gonna go take your blankets. Help Evan move the chair closer to the tree, okay?" she said in a hurry as the girl ran back up the stairs. Evan set his nightlight down, and Michael finally understood what Elizabeth was planning.

"I'll get some chairs," Michael muttered to himself.

Soon enough, Elizabeth had hurried back down with blankets in hand. Evan had knocked over a few things while he pushed the chair, but they'd fix it in the morning. Michael spaced out the chairs, and Elizabeth draped them all on top of each other.

It wasn't the best, but it was a feasible blanket fort. Michael took the pillows off of the couch and threw them into the fort, as the 3 settled in and got comfy. Michael propped up one more pillow for his head, and closed his eyes.

"Now go to sleep," he told his siblings. In twin movements, Elizabeth and Evan rested their heads on Michael's shoulders. He could have pushed them off, but he was getting more tired at the second. He listened to their breathing get slower, and Michael laughed at the thought that 'visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads.'

Michael started to feel himself drifting away, and just before he fell asleep, he swore he heard the jingling of bells and something on the roof.

Maybe he made that part up in a sleepless haze. Maybe it was really his father's car engine.

#vanny shenanigans #my writing #< oughhh my first time using that tag...#afton kids #michael afton #elizabeth afton #crying child #evan afton #henry emily #charlie emily #christmas fic #christmas #fnaf #fnaf fic #radioroxx gift exchange

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honkbird · 3 months

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fellas im so sorry for all the art

LAST one for a while, sorry for all the flooding,,, i was challenged to make a new ref sheet (someone brought it up in conversation and that was it) so I spent the last bits of night doin this,,

my last sheet was in 2023, and the one before that was 2022, so I figure i should just do another one yearly to keep the trend

i had fun with that icecream cone version of my hues tbh, really silly and fun way to do that. I mean I assume other artists just eyeball it like me sometimes but incase people actually use the color picker . p.s., this is NOT the same olive green jacket i've had for 2 years, this just looks identical but has a white fuzzy interior and is really nice i love it so much.,,

#honkbirdart

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volturissideslut · 1 year

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How would the guards be with a very ditsy human mate, kinda like Luna Lovegood.

𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎 𝖌𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖉

So I wrote for more of a ditzy/wonder-y (???) reader then Luna-esque (but not really??), which Luna kind of is so I hope that's okay??? I'm not entirely sure in this is what you asked or not but here you go

Alec

WOULD YOU PLEASE STOP WANDERING OFF?!?! ITS STRESSING HIM THE FUCK OUTTT

would be the type to wrap you in bubble wrap, place you in a padded room and coddle you day and night

look, he loves you so much

but you keep going to the woods

at night

and he has around a thousand years worth of enimies trying to get to him and those he loves because of his role in the volturi

and whilst you're bright... you're not the most sharp

and he can't have you being taken

please! feel free to wander the castle and it's garden, study ancient books and history, endeavour into art, converse with the guards, but please for the love of God stop wandering into the forest at the dead of night

Jane

Look, you'll probably both try your best but I genuinely don't think this would work with her

yes, she has an eternity

but she just doesn't have the patience

it'll cute at first, the strong, knowledgeable and mature vampire with the ditzy, slow-paced, heartwarming human

but with the type of person she is I don't see this lasting without one of you changing your entire personality- and that's not fair

BUT

for plots sake, let's say it happened and its lasting:

she is SO protective of you it's not even funny

you're her adorable little human and she'll try her best to seem interested in what you have to say

And if anyone, and I mean anyone (aside from the kings) insults you or gives you a funny look or something?????

they're gonna face a world full of pain

Demetri

absolutely

adores

you

1) is sat with heart eyes whenever you ramble about something you're interested in

2) random dances in the middle of the hallway disturbing everyone and causing traffic

3) indulges in the wanderings: you want to stand on the roof at exactly 5:32 am in the middle of winter to look at the stars at that precise moment because you read in a book 14 years ago about something that might have to do with it? sure!

Felix

Is SO supportive and absolutely interested in anything and everything you have to say

"oh? you saw something strange in the woods? do tell, my darling, I'd love to hear all about it" loves listening to you ramble and finds it adorable when you get this concentrating and confused look on your face when literally nothing is happening

please please please please please play chess with him!! he wants to teach you soooo bad beacsue firstly it's cool, secondly it'll make you a little sharper and thirdly he wants to spend time with youuuuuuuuuu

incase you haven't noticed I'm not that good at writing for felix but I'm trying

#twilight #twilight renascence #twilight saga #volturissideslut #volturi Guard #alec volturi #jane volturi #demetri volturi #felix volturi #x reader #headcannons #hc

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amory444 · 10 months

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Random ass pruaus headcanons cause I'm ungrounded in two days, except their super long for no reason

Roderich and Gilbert go to the mall to simply look at stuff but never buy them. If Gilbert wants to buy something he'll have to either have to convince Roderich to buy it for him or steal it, this is all because Gilbert bought something they didn't need once when they were out and now is not allowed to bring his wallet anywhere without intense supervision from Roderich.

Every Halloween they will dress up as fictional couples, be it gay or straight they don't care, Sometimes they even let others decide. It's become a yearly tradition for them, and every year they somehow get weirder than the last. The first year they did this they went out as starfire and Robin and now they're outrageous enough to go as miss piggy and kermit.

Only Roderich knows how to flirt, Gilbert cannot flirt to save his life, Roderich will tease him about it and Gilbert always says he's too good for flirting.

They both avoid the beach at ALL COSTS. Roderich has a crippling fear of the sea and marine animals and Gilbert is just albino. If they want to go swimming it's either a pool or their bathtub, it's unfortunately always the bathtub cause Gilbert turns into a hotdog if he stays for over 3 minutes in the sun and is appalled by the fact that some people bring food and piss in public pools. Roderich is just a hermit who doesn't like being around people, especially when he's half naked.

They both are insecure and will often have cuddling sessions where they just talk about the others features. Roderic lets Gilbert melt into his chest whilst he whispers random compliments, Gilbert goes for a more physical approach but it's still appreciated by Roderich none the less.

Roderich bakes and Gilbert cleans. Whenever Roderich is baking Gilbert prepares himself mentally for the mess he'll have to clean up afterwards. It's worth it though, he only eats Roderich's baking cause it reminds him of home. Roderich also cooks but it doesn't leave too much of a mess since his meals are usually small and simple.

Despite his wallet getting taken away, Gilbert still commissions artists online to draw him and Roderich. Roderich deeply despises this since he thinks it's useless, but he still enjoys the art. Sometimes they get baroque like art that they can spend hours looking at and observing.

They both watch Eurovision together and laugh at the performances, They mostly do it for entertainment but it can also bring them to heated arguments over the result.

Roderich wakes up randomly at night to either smoke or eat and sometimes even both. He'll crawl out of their shared bed and go downstairs to get some food or smoke, Gilbert is a heavy sleeper so he doesn't often wake up when this happens. Gilbert knows about this though but only worries and confronts him about it when he thinks Roderich has been smoking too much. Roderich is trying to stop, but his nickname "the ashtray of Europe" unfortunately still stays with him even though he tries.

They both can waltz and are great at it. They play waltz music in the background while they're relaxing on the patio Incase they wanna suddenly dance, most of the time it's Gilbert who initiates it but Roderich is the one who will convince him to continue. They enjoy how close and intimate they feel and how soothing and relaxing it can even be sometimes, though they also take it too seriously and end up accidentally breaking something.

(that's all unfortunately, my hands hurt and I think my mom knows I took my phone even though I'm not supposed to have it rn)

#hetalia #aph austria #hws austria #axis powers hetalia #roderich edelstein #pruaus #hws prussia #aph prussia

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wackyrumble · 11 months

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FINAL

Roommate v.s. Isaac and Miria

Roommate - Diary of a Tourney Kid

A clone of Adam Ruins Everything that came out wrong. He debunks things in the same way as his original, but completely incorrectly. Bill Cipher turned him into a hand puppet and fused him with a clone of another character. Fought Walter White and his evil shadow self, Walter Black. Read more about Roommate below.

Isaac and Miria - Baccano!

"They're incredibly flamboyant bank robbers, perpetually dressed and acting a decade or two out of date and never notice this is weird, they made themselves and two dozen other people immortal by accident, they didn't *notice* that they were immortal and unaging for seventy years, and when they did notice they immediately concluded it meant they were vampires. (Vampires don't exist.)" Apparently this last part might be inaccurate but I don't know this series and I love misinformation. Read more about Isaac and Miria below.

Full description of Roommate:

"OK OK OK SO LIKE. HE'S FROM THIS MASHUP TOURNAMENT HOSTED ON SOUNDCLOUD & DISCORD CALLED "DIARY OF A TOURNEY KID, RIGHT? YES, IT IS BASED OFF OF DIARY OF A WIMPY KID IN NAME, THEMING, AND A BUNCH OF THE CHARACTERS IN IT. AND YES, THE ENTIRE PREMISE WAS STARTED BY GREG HEFFLEY TRAPPING A BUNCH OF PEOPLE IN THE DIARY. LOOK. OKAY. THAT ISN'T THE POINT HERE. (including a few real people but. roommate isn't one of those real people, LOL)

so Roommate is, like, a WEIRD case. he's a clone of a TV personality version of a real guy(adam conover specifically the whole thing he does in, like, adam ruins everything), but is SPECIFICALLY STATED TO BE A SEPERATE CHARACTER IN LORE. LIKE. HES A WHOLE OTHER GUY. HE DOESNT EVEN ACT LIKE HIM. HES LIKE. THE SCOOBY DOO VILLAIN EQUIVALENT OF A MAN. all he does is run around and "Debunk" shit but hes getting it all totally WRONG. It's like, if someone who never watched adam ruins everything before took one look at its name, the blonde, glasses wearing combover having guy on the cover, and went. "oh, this guy is gonna be HORRIBLE, isnt he". and in the shows case thatd be wrong but in roommate's case, he's...he's so pathetic. he's not even the same guy at this point. (and also literally isn't. but)

He never even manages to intimidate anyone even once. not even mr beast and ninja fortnite, (part of a team called Dubious Duo) who he just. VERY much annoyed via "ruining" twitch. He also got turned into a meaty handpuppet and fused to another clone of a different character by BILL CIPHER, of all characters but then immediately fell into a hole. He got his shit beaten out of him by a 19 year old punk catboy JUST before this, too. the punk catboys name is Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart BUT HE IS IN NO WAY RELATED TO THE REAL GUY. HES LITERALLY JUST. SOME RANDOM TEENAGER.

Also, extra fun facts about him include: during an event that happened on the discord, he canonically went ":3". He made his own ytp and posted it on the soundcloud account, too. he put a bunch of goofy wacky cartoon sounds in it. (his mashups use these sounds a lot outside of the ytp, too.) (incase you REALLY wanted to hear the ytp, though. here it is:

P.S: extra information from a friend because they like to infodump this sort of thing & this isn't nescessary at all. but: He gets the fandom nickname of "Roommate" from his connection to Collegehumor & the Insane Clown Posse song In My Room, which he used in the tournament & is strongly associated with. He's so. He's so normal.

(P.S, P.S: THE IMAGE I SENT WITH THIS IS TECHNICALLY ART OF HIM FROM A CROSSOVER WITH ANOTHER SOUNDCLOUD TOURNAMENT THAT HAPPENED. BUT. its the best render i have that isnt done in like. ms paint LOL. IN SAID CROSSOVER (WITH A TOURNAMENT CALLED "THE PERFECT TOURNAMENT") HE ALSO FOUGHT WALTER WHITE AND HIS. EVIL SHADOW SELF, CALLED WALTER BLACK. WHO WAS LITERALLY HIS SHADOW.)

also: nobody in the fandom knows what his deal is, either. they literally just couldnt catch the real adam conover at first so they (In canon) just went "well! time to make a clone, i guess!" and then he came out WRONG."

Another description of Isaac and Miria:

"Ok. they are two people but do not seperate them. they are the stupidest immortal people in existence.

They became immortal in 1931 and would have died a bunch of times. they didnt realized they stopped aging and were immortal until 2001. They dont know how train robberies work so they just rob people then get onto a train. They tried to become good people after robbing a bunch of places by instead robbing the mafia, this worked because they dressed in such stupid costumes that bystanders assumed they were street performers

This video has a good job having their cadence of how they act" "so you take this boxing game. you give it a title defense mode. and then once you beat THAT youre in mac's last stand. you lose 3 times and you retire. the game is over. this is mostly familiar faces. the same human boxers you've already fought to make it this far. but theres also a CHANCE. that you will fight Donkey Fucking Kong. straight up him from the donkey kong games and shit. just an actual cartoon monkey. and you might not! if you get unlucky you could be forced to retire, never having fought Donkey Fucking Kong in a boxing game. and i think thats just like. what makes it all so insane that hes just there. also hes in the audience the whole time throughout the game as a sillhouette. hes hard to notice. but hes always watching. studying you for when he eventually faces you in the ring."

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#The Wacky End #roommate #diary of a tourney kid #isaac dian #miria harvent #baccano!#SoundCloud #Youtube

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lilryetoast · 1 year

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My first art post!!! Zombie apocalypse AU. I’m still figuring it out, but I think this would take place after the canon story. Jesse and lake come home, and like a year or two later, things go to shit. Jesse’s parents have died and now Jesse, lake, and Nate are all traveling together to find a safe community. I wanna change the weapons for sure. Lake would be the tank and could honestly use their hands if they really wanted. Obviously, they’re immune to being bit, so something close up and brute force like a bat or a hammer. I personally just hate guns, and they’re loud, so cross bow might be better for Jesse. It’s also a distance weapon, which is smarter for them as a group. Nate’s a lil guy, so he probably wouldn’t fight too much and would be given the knife just incase. Uhhh don’t look at that last slide😳

#infinity train book 2 #infinity train lake #lake infinity train #infinity train #infinity train jesse #infinity train au #jesslake #jesse cosay #lake olsen #zombie au

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weirdo-fun · 13 days

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Hello everyone! Here is my masterlist for all my writings that are here or will come. I am creating this now so that once I finish school I can start posting all my works/ideas that I have had for the past year. See y'all soon :)

*Warning* Minors DNI! Please don't interact. The fics here will be for adult eyes only (18+) for the swearing and topics being discussed. Please be smart of how you guys use the internet and social media.

Created: 4/17/2024

Last Updated: 4/28/2024

ACOTAR

Coming Soon:

A Court of Lost and Found

Sun and Dusk

They Don't Care About Us

Call of Duty

Coming Soon:

Call of the Survivor

Reposts

All of these reposts are for me share these writers amazing stories and posts. To also give credit to them because they work so hard and so it makes it easier for y'all to find them :)

Disclaimer: some reposts are from multi-chapter stories and will be reposts of later chapters and not the first one.

Side note: there are some fics with smut so please read the authors warnings/tags beforehand incase you don't want to read it.

Mass Effect

theartofthecover Saren Stone art prints

Call of Duty Fics

Author's Masterlists/Multi COD Characters

halcylone-of-the-sea Call of Duty AU Masterlist

starsexplodeatnight COD guys

Soap Fics

Could You Prentend To Love Me? Part 1

Ghost Fics

Among The Bullets Ch.1 Pt. 1 Ch.1 Pt. 2

Ch. 2 Pt. 1 Ch. 2 Pt. 2

ACOTAR Fics

Fun Quiz

the-lonelybarricade Which ACOTAR Character Are You Quiz

Fic Recs

Cosmic-Whispers Fic Recs Part 2

Author's Fic Ideas

honeybeefae fic idea

Azriel Fics

Hope Ch.2

Lease of Life Part 1 Part 2

Soothing Darkness Ch.1 Ch.5

I Hate That I Love You

Cupid's Chokehold

Nightlight

Ceilings Part 2

Fall For Me: Chapter 3

Bluebird Part II Part VIII

His Shadow Part 2

And Then There Were None Part 1

Broken Fence

Lucien Fics

Kinktober Day Eight: Hate F-

Cassian Fics

My Hero

Jewel of the Authumn

Eris Fics

Gust & Flame Masterlist

#masterlist #writing #acotar #call of duty #weirdofunmasterlist #fantasy #science fiction #shower thoughts

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altered60 · 3 months

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What a month - I've never done a comment bingo before and I got a blackout! Thanks to @topguncommentbingo for an amazingly cruisey event! So here's my very messy card:

I've put a link to all the fics I read below the cut incase anyone wanted to shower some more love on these amazing authors!

B1 - Heart steadfast - lake (beyond belief) - fic rated explicit - Roosmav

B2 - You were my lie in a sinless ocean - Zippit - fic with 3-5k - Roosmav

B3 - Out of the shadows - caystar - fic tagged secret relationship/fake dating - Mavnix

B4 - With you in the field of dreams, Art - Fuddlewuddle - art rated gen/teen - Roosmav

B5 - Danger the drug that takes you higher - violation_of_faith_and_devotion - fic written in Dec 2022 - Roosmav

I1 - Something silly like I love you - Beccawrites - fic tagged '____ to lovers' - Roosmav

I2 - Switch - Saturn - fic tagged with Dom/sub - Roosmav

I3 - How to patch up your friend on new years eve and kiss them on the stroke of midnight - secondhandgloves - fic tagged anal sex - Roosmav

I4 - Infect me with your love - violation_of_faith_and_devotion - fic tagged with bondage - Roosmav

I5 - With you in the field of dreams - Fuddlewuddle - fic posted November 2023 or later - Roosmav

N1- I'll get mine - ParseLey - fic rated M - Roosmav

N2 - What he tells himself - mrsroosterbradshaw - a fic where the last comment was 5+ months ago - Hangman/Phoenix

N3 - Theres no place like home - Emily North - free choice - Roosmav

N4 - Hopelessly devoted - sparrow30 - fic from a fandom event - Roosmav

N5 - A slippage in the system - notyourwinter - crossover/fusion - Roosmav

G1- You can steal all of my words away - Glitterfay - fic tagged first time/getting together - Hangmav

G2 - Under the mistletoe - Brenda - fic set post TGM canon - Hangmav

G3 - When the moon hits the sky - Fuddlewuddle - WIP - Roosmav

G4 - Kindness must watch for me (this side of the ground) - itsthebooks - fic set in TGM canon - Jake/Natasha/Bob

G5 - Where I feel warm and I feel safe - Lacerta - fic with a ship you haven't read - Slicemav

O1 - Romantic sponges, they say, do it - articmonks - fic with <300 ao3 fanworks - Mavnix

O2 - Everyone does it - falleraatje - fic tagged porn with plot - Roosmav

O3 - Can I linger (just for a moment) - aprilfoolish - fic focused on a POC - Javy/Natasha

O4 - Aching - Iwalylid - fic from an author you've never read - Roosmav

O5 - We said no gifts - emseebeans - fic tagged with lingerie/cross-dressing - Roosmav

#top gun comment bingo #mainly roosmav as an amazing event was just held!#love my mavnix though - need more fics!#so many amazing fics in the fandom ❤️

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potensh · 10 months

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fanks u @fall-dog for the tag! eeeee

are you named after anybody? yes! one of my parents fav singers, maddy prior! even tho i dont go by my birth name anymore its kinda fun. she sings my fav christmas album of all time

when was the last time you cried? when i was at my old place packing up my stuff and the moving truck arrived and i wasn't done packing and i was all embarassed and overwhelmed. got a big hug from me mum tho and it was okay in the end.

do you have kids? noooo but i rly want them. babbie. pls

do you use sarcasm a lot? yes? but i always explain it straight after i say it incase anyone is confused so um. it possibly doesnt land.

what sports do you/have you played? tried a whole bunch in pe and did dance and swimming after school as a kid? i feel like i could have been rly good at soccer if i wasnt passionately against team sport lol

what’s the first thing you notice about other people? maybe their voice? when meeting new people i like. dont look at them at all for like the first bit

what's your eye colour? hazel? i think?

scary movies or happy endings? both both both! love a scary movie and a sweet happy nice time ending

any special talents? i can learn how to do pretty much anything from a youtube video

where were you born? melbourne!

what are your hobbies? art and crafts! zine making and knitting and sewing and painting and drawing! a bit of writing and podficcing! organising and putting stuff in places

do you have any pets? nooo my baby meeshi died last year and the place im moving cant have cats so i havent gotten a new one :(

how tall are you? 175cm methinks!

favourite subject at school? art! it was super challenging in yr 11 and 12 but in the best best way. very fulfilling

dream job? eeeeh i dont rly have one lol. i loved being an early childhood educator, which is what i trained for after school, but i cant do that anymore bc of disability reasons which. is sad. but i like not having a job, and would probably be fine if i never had one again.

tagging @foreverlibrary @colgatebluemintygel @somerubberband if u want to do it!!! <3

#ramblings

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darwinquark · 1 year

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not you reigniting my jeronica shipper soul with a few graphics bc i legit opened ao3 and checked if you updated tkof in the middle of a shift break

but seriously after a third read of chap 11 (christ you weren’t kidding when you said you’d place an exorbitant amount of emOTIONS and fcking angst in that chapter) i just need to know:

will the sequel be heavy angst with a happy ending or angst for like the first few chapters then we actually get to see them happy? like am i gonna see established relationship scenes in new york??? bc gOOOD god the emotional turmoil tkof is i need some happy jeronica

also, is the sequel planned to be release soon after the last chap or? no pressure bc obviously you have a life outside this fic (unfortunately, not the same can be said about me) but i lowkey might combust if they don’t get a happy ending

anyways, tkof is a work of art just incase you didn’t know

lolololol girl I'm so sorry I'm honestly not even sure what happened with chapter eleven, I just like blacked out and threw in every angsty trope I could think of (but also, the fact that you've read it three times??? my heart???)

re: the sequel, definitely a different vibe! my reasoning for even doing a sequel instead of just tying up tkof as a standalone was that I felt like I couldn't organically give them the kind of ending I wanted for them amidst all that drama/turmoil, you know? like I could pull some Bonnie and Clyde run away to NYC-type ending, which is fun in that toxic/ride or die kind of way, but I feel like they deserve the chance to develop something healthier/less co-dependent than that. Veronica's in a really bad place in tkof, like she has pretty much no one and is weathering all this stress and trauma, and as much as Jughead wants to spare her from all of that I think she needs to rebuild/heal/find herself again on her own terms before she can genuinely be in something real. I like to think of tkof as a right person, wrong time kind of deal, and wbbs as their unlikely second chance at it.

re: the mood, definitely not the same angst-fest as tkof! the first few chapters are going to be heavy on the tension because things are left wildly unresolved, particularly to Jughead, and there's a lot of festering emotion/resentment that's been sublimated over five years that's now roiling right back up to the surface. that said, the setting/stakes/plot of wbbs is really different, like this is set in the NYC publishing world and there's no gang wars or serial killers or general riverdale bs heightening everything around them, so you get to see way more normal/everyday interactions for them, which is what I really wanted. this is their Dair era of bickering over manuscript edits and schmoozy cocktail hours and bookstore meet-and-greets and apartment life, and you also get to see just how unapologetically ambitious they both are (something that sets them apart from Betty and Archie and their white-picket-fence-small-town aspirations, I think), which is really fun. They have different ideas of success but they're both starving to prove themselves, and that initially presents as friction but eventually bonds them.

TLDR, the sequel is my way of giving them a chance to reconnect in a setting where they can finally breathe, and even though it starts off dicey, it definitely progresses into what I think you're looking for. I'm looking forward to playing into the idea that they'll both have convinced themselves what they had in tkof was this fluke of teenage hormones and life/death adrenaline, but then here they are, five years later, drawn to each other all over again. Just makes it feel a lot realer, you know?

ANYWAY, sorry for the wikipedia article I just wrote you oh my LORD. I'm not taking any kind of break between the last chapter and the sequel so should be along the same updating speed (which is admittedly abysmal I'm sorry 🙃). thanks so much for the message!

#reply #tkof #wbbs #I can't believe I just word vomitted all of this at you my baaaddddd #those kind of friends #what's brooklyn between strangers #jeronica fic

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