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natimiles · 17 hours

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Congrats on your milestone! For your event, may I request top of foot with Simeon, pre-relationship?

I'd like to also request GNC if possible.

Hiii, anon! Thanks! 🤍

Here’s our sweet angel and gn!reader. It turned out very different from what I first planned, IAUSEHASIUEHAS. I hope you like iiit! :3

Simeon + Top of the foot

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Tags: pre-relationship; gn!reader; Simeon calls you “little lamb”.

You let out a low, thoughtful hum, catching Simeon’s attention. Both of you are in his bedroom, enjoying the tranquility of an afternoon free from classes as you read together. He leans against the headboard of his bed while you’re sprawled beside him, your feet next to his body. Though he can’t see your face as you lie on your stomach, he can imagine your confused expression, and he can’t help but smile.

“Everything alright, little lamb?”

“Hm?” You look over your shoulder to meet his eyes. “Ah, yes. Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb your reading. I just... don’t understand the characters in this book.”

“What have they done?” He closes his own book, his attention now solely on you.

“It’s more like what they haven’t done,” you frown, turning around to sit up and meet his celadon-blue eyes as you begin to explain the whole plot of the book. The angel hums and occasionally makes comments, but he mostly listens intently to every word you have to say. “And even after all this, they still haven’t said anything about their feelings to each other.”

“Perhaps there’s more to the story than what you can see for now,” he smiles, tilting his head to the side. “You still have some chapters left to finish the book, right?”

“Yes, but this is a romance. I thought they’d be together sooner, but they seem to grow farther apart with every passing chapter.”

He hums thoughtfully, “It might seem that way to you, but I think they’re growing closer in other aspects. From what you’ve told me, they trust each other with their lives, they have a strong friendship, and they deeply care for each other. Their connection goes beyond romance; it’s as if their very souls are bound together.”

His voice was gentle as always, but there was an undertone to it that made you wonder if he was speaking from personal experience. Your heartbeat quickened at the thought, and you commanded it to calm down before Simeon could hear it from across the bed.

“Oh, I didn’t think of it that way. I just thought... they should express their feelings, I don’t know…” You look back down at the book in your hands, averting your gaze from his. It’s not like you can say much either, never having told Simeon about your own feelings for him.

“They can express their feelings in other ways than just saying ‘I love you’.” Simeon puts his book down on the mattress and takes hold of your foot beside him.

“Yeah, you’re right,” you smile, but it falters when he brings your foot to his lips. You had assumed he would just massage it like he does sometimes, and you let out a surprised noise.

“I’m always here to listen and help you,” he murmurs against your skin, flashing that tender smile you love so much, and then places a kiss on the top of your foot.

“Thank you,” your voice is low, and you fear your heart might beat out of your chest from how loud and fast it is.

“Just keep this conversation in mind. Sometimes you can demonstrate love in other ways.”

Your eyes widen as you feel your cheeks warm up, then he grabs your other foot and places a kiss on top of it too. Simeon just keeps smiling at you, wondering when you will notice his intentions. Perhaps he should find more obvious ways to show his feelings.

Beneath The Milky Twilight ♥ Event Masterlist

#beneath the milky twilight event #💌 anon #obey me #obey me writings #obey me scenarios #obey me fanfics #obey me simeon #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #obey me simeon x reader

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thatcheesyler · 3 months

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Literacy Lessons

Summary: After the huge success of his new chocolate factory, Wonka finds himself struggling to create accurate price tags since he still can't read or write numbers yet. Luckily, Noodle is willing to teach him everything he needs to know...but, our beloved chocolatier is having issues focusing, he just can't stop thinking of new sweets to make!

A/N: This is a sfw Wonka tickle fic, if you do not like it, please dni. Enjoy! <3

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The overwhelming smell of rainbow fizzy belts and salted caramel flooded Noodle's senses as she waltzed into the factory's main hall, pen and clipboard in-hand. Her temporary 'student' was currently perched on one of the giant marshmallows that bordered the chocolate river, sketching new designs for sweet wrappers that he could use to help advertise his confectionery.

"Willy! I'm here! Sorry I was late, my mum needed me to clean a few plates before I left." Noodle explained, approaching his hunched over figure and sitting herself down on an enlarged gumdrop while adding to her speech, "Are you ready for your lesson?"

To which the enthusiastic chocolatier looked up from his drawing with a signature smile and gave an approving nod, setting his sketches to the side for now.

"Of course! Y'know, I was actually thinking we could start with a funny number, like 123,456! Imagine if I managed to read that perfectly.." Wonka commented, the sparkle in his eyes never faltering, even as Noodle sighed and shook her head with a 'seriously?' look, the corners of her lips curling upwards despite herself. She then wrote down the number '1' on her clipboard, turning it around and showing him what she had written.

"Okay Willy, what is this number?" She questioned with a patient expression, watching as her friend studied the simple few lines of ink with a slightly tilted head and squinted eyes. "Hmm, is iiit...seven?" He answered with half confidence. Well, technically a '1' does kind of look like a '7', but unfortunately that wasn't correct. The little girl shook her head once more, jotting down a little '7' at the bottom of the page as a reminder of the differences between both of those numbers.

"Incorrect. Would you like to try again? Or move on to the next number?" She inquired with a tiny smile, as sad as it was that he couldn't read or write numbers, it was also quite the entertainment for his younger friend. But the man in question wasn't really listening to her, instead continuing to draw small details on the wrapper sketch next to him, adding little polka dots to it. To which Noodle frowned, now feeling slightly hurt because of his oblivious ignorance. "Willy?..Willy! You need to focus, please!" She exclaimed with a tinge of frustration laced into her tone, this lesson wasn't going to get anywhere with his constant doodling.

The abrupt raise in tone snapped Mr. Wonka out of his creative trance, and he allowed a sheepish grin to play at his lips.

"Sorry Noodle, you're right, I should pay attention." He answered, now providing his almost full attention to her literature session, with the occasional glance towards his sketches. Unfortunately this continued on for a while, Noodle would be struggling to keep her patience as she presented the differences and slightly different ways of writing each number, and Willy would just be doodling away every five minutes. Now, Noodle wasn't really known to be an even-tempered person, it was now the fourth time that he had completely disregarded her teaching, and she did not care for it.

Oh, and he also somehow gained the audacity to interrupt her, saying something like, "Hey Noodle, do you think polka dots or stripes would suit me more?" and boy would it make her blood boil. She didn't want to be mad at him, he was just energetic, but she couldn't contain her annoyance for any longer.

"Willy." The young girl announced firmly. "You have ten freaking seconds to run." R.I.P Willy Wonka, he didn't even have a clue what she was mad about. But the look on her face was hard to miss, the suddenness of it making him instinctively scramble up from his seat and bolt towards the nearest candy tree, clambering up onto a high sturdy branch. Noodle followed close behind, not quite as skilled at climbing, but managing to pull herself up onto a different branch near his, keeping one hand on the tree trunk for support.

The young man felt a bit fearful now, he couldn't tell why she was angry, but her determination made him question things, a few nervous chuckles bubbling from his throat.

"I have a feeling that I did something wrong...I don't want you to be mad, but could you please tell me why you are?.." Wonka inquired, losing his balance for a few seconds as a hand suddenly swiped at his torso. "Because you kept ignoring me when I tried to teach you numbers, and you blatantly interrupted me multiple times!..Look, I don't want to be frustrated like this, but you have dug your own grave by now." Noodle responded quite loudly, continuing her attempts at reaching out to grab his maroon coloured coat.

This got a little "oh." out of her older friend as he realised his mistakes, now feeling more guilty than scared. The fear was very much still there though, because he was actively backing away towards the end of his branch while she progressively inched closer at the same time.

And then...snap!

Willy had put so much of his weight onto the branch, that the narrow piece he was standing on broke off, and the poor chocolatier went plummeting down to the sugary grass below, landing on his back a little harshly. "Oh- ffffferrero rocher that hurt..oww." He croaked out, not moving for a few seconds as the pain slowly but surely subsided. A concerned gasp was audible from the girl, and she clumsily weaved back through the stripy maze of branches below her, racing over to him as soon as her shoes touched the ground.

"Willy! Willy are you okay?!" She exclaimed worriedly, kneeling down beside him with a now concerned expression as the chocolate-maker inhaled through gritted teeth, disoriented for a moment. But as he came to his wits and regained his senses (sum1 pls get the ref), he couldn't help the remorseful frown that spread as he remembered that she was probably still annoyed with him. "Yeah, I'll be fine..I'm sorry Noodle, I wasn't taking your feelings into consideration and I just ended up making you upset. I'm sorry, again."

With such a heartfelt apology, how could she stay angry? Well, she still wanted revenge for his accidental ignorance, plus he was sad now. "..I forgive you...but, I still want to make up for all that lost time trying to teach you."

A wry smirk built up as she cracked her knuckles, bending her fingers into makeshift claws and wiggling them simultaneously at him, presenting him with an obvious hint as to what she meant by that. In response to the 'threat', Wonka tensed up and a couple fearful chuckles slipped through his newfound wobbly grin, immediately attempting to roll away from the deviant young tickle monster beside him. Sadly, he didn't get very far before Noodle had yanked him back by the arm and plunged 4 fingers (and a thumb) into his briefly exposed abdomen.

To which, of course, a loud squeak that bordered on a screech elicited from her friend as he instantly curled in on himself, giggling like a madman. "ACK! Nohohoodlehe, stahahahapp-! Ihihit tihihicklehes hehehe!" The chocolatier cried throughout his bouts of high pitched laughter, gently swatting at her hand even though he had no intentions of fighting back.

"Well duh, of course it does, silly Willy! Say, why didn't you tell me you were capable of such adorable giggles? (Not a ship.) It's like you've transformed into a little boy!" Noodle teased, allowing a few content chuckles of her own to drift out while she continued to scribble her fingers all over Willy's clothed stomach. An unmistakable blush tinted his cheeks at her words, causing his arms to confuse themselves, half of him wanting to cover his face in shame and the other trying to protect his sensitive midsection.

"Nohohoooo! No tehehahasihing, yohohu're beheing mehehehan!!" He squeaked, his legs uselessly writhing and kicking simultaneously as his friend spidered her nails briefly over his ribs before gliding back town to his tummy. "Mean?! Why I never! I am simply distracting you from the way you hurt yourself earlier! Hmph, and here I thought you never jumped to conclusions." Noodle complained, feigning offense and taking the opportunity to lightly squeeze both his sides as a small 'punishment' for calling her mean. Which, of course, elicited a lovely squeal from our adorable little man, a constant battle in his limbs on whether he should defend his oh so ticklish body or just give up entirely (personally I'm rooting for the latter 🤭).

"Eek! I'm sahaharry fohor assuhuhumihing, buhuhut ihit's stihihill mehehean!" With that one final smidge of effort he had left, he forced himself onto his stomach, pushing Noodle's hands safely out of the way during the process so that she didn't get hurt. Practically gluing his arms to the sides of his torso, a cocky little smile tugged the corners of his mouth upwards as he looked to the girl at his side. "Hah! Try and tickle me now, Apple Stroodle!"

But with his arms clamped down, Noodle still had access to his entire back, and she fought back a shit-eating grin of her own as her nails proceeded to skitter gently along the thin fabric on his back. Sadly, only a few titters formed in result, and slight disappointment washed over the cheeky spark in her eyes.

"Sorry Nohoodle, buhut my back just ihisn't that sensitihive." Willy pointed out quite smugly, basically not even reacting to her efforts and shrugging. But that very same shrug gave her an idea, her skillful hands trailing up towards the back of his neck, but then stopping abrubtly at his shoulder blades. As if testing the waters, one finger scratched gently in the dip between one shoulder blade and the backside of his ribcage. Oops, looks like a certain someone was telling porkies, a short girly scream erupted from the chocolatier and now it was all over for him.

"Hah, liar." Noodle chuckled gleefully, experimenting just how far she could take this by tracing patterns with both index fingers along the inner edge of his shoulder blades and gauging his every reaction. "NONONONONO NOODLE PLEHEHEHAHASE! NAHAHAT THEHEHERREEE!! I PROHOMIHISE I'LL PAHAHAY ATTEHENTIOHON TOHOHO YOUR LEHESSON, PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAPP!!"

His back arched involuntarily and both hands flew out to cover the sensitive spot from Noodle's devious behaviour, helpless cackles pouring from his upturned mouth as he struggled fruitlessly. Luckily, while the young girl thrived on her disobedient attitude, she reluctantly complied to his desperate pleas, her tickle attack demoting down to a few feathery brushes along the skin on the back of his neck. "Say you're sorry and I'll stop completely."

Frantic laughter fizzling into a jumbled up giggle fit, Wonka mashed together an apology that sounded mostly like tickle-drunk gibberish. "Ihihihi..I'm reheheally ssohorryhyhy, it wohon't happehehehen agahahain..." Good enough, right? Well, thankfully Noodle thought so, fully letting up and giving a few reassuring pats on the back to her older friend. Just as expected, he devoted his undivided attention towards her next attempt at teaching him numbers, and well, he did pretty okay in the end.

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Wow, I have not managed to complete a fanfic in forEVER, I honestly feel good about this one, unlike some others. Anyway, hope everyone enjoyed this sappy story and have a wonderful day/night! <33

#tickles #sfw tickling community #wonka tickle #wonka tickle fic #lee!wonka #ler!noodle #IT'S FINALLY DONE YIPPEE

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melonteee · 8 months

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I just wanted to say that reading your responses to opla related asks has been so cathartic. I felt like I was going crazy with everyone praising it to the high heavens. I've agreed with everything you've said so far and if I'm I'm allowed to complain a bit? I was so so disappointed with Bellemere's character. I'm adopted, so the scene where she refuses to deny that she has daughters despite her not being their biological mother has always been something that hits extra hard. So I was so disappointed when instead of proudly announcing that she's their mother it plays out like she was forced, because he saw that their were three plates on the table. Then her saying she wanted the money to cover for the girls instead of her felt more like an afterthought. Idk maybe it's a minor hang up compared to the overall story but one piece has such a focus on found family that opla just kind of misses and it makes it feel empty. It makes me worry for potential future seasons.

Anyway sorry for rambling and hope what I said made somewhat sense. I'm not good at putting my thoughts into words.

Anon this made perfect sense and I hadn't heard of these changes and oh my god, why is this show runner unable to understand the impact of the biggest scenes lmao ??? every big event or big scene I have seen or have been told about is constantly hit with this extreme emotional shallowness that is trying to replicate the original but has no idea what MAKES those scenes so impactful fghjkd like I'm glad this has been cathartic for you cause I have been feeling just as crazy about iiit 😭😭😭

#ask

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lurkingteapot · 5 months

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Last Twilight ภาพนายไม่เคยลืม Ep 5

Another P'Aof ep 5/12, another domestic morning scene with teasing and breakfast.

did Mawk just skip one of the comments?

oh that's gonna be a thing with the hands in the picture innit

called iiit

the Phiinawnging is STRONG in this one

that teddybear, whaaaa

did we just skip an entire day

the way Mawk looks at Day, my goodness

adasdfasdfasdfasdfasdf GEE

Gee you really just quoted the song I CANNOT

hi August oops

oh dear, bad blood? even though they're supposed to be playing together?

is he a homophobe or what

or does he just think Day sucks, which in the current context I could kinda see

wow Day's hair is concrete solid

awww

oh man this is tough

so it WAS him who asked for that

food as a love language, godddd

oooh Mawk opening up

the rainbow flags in the background, are we supposed to not read into that, p'Aof??

oh, that's sweet but possibly also misguided

that seems like it was too easy, idk

awww

so that WAS the match Mawk watched

that WAS the invitation to a date and also Day used to have a crush on him, I guess

did Mawk just set them up on a date?! I love this, oh my god

so it's Saturdayyyy

I love Phawjai so much

Phawjai ilu but body spray and perfume aren't the same

is this the date place from Step by Step??

If *I* still can't tell how much of Mawk's flirting is serious and how much is him playing, how is Day supposed to be able to tell???

fgsdfgsdfg wow Mawk is laying it on thickkk

don't take away his food three bites in!!!! hey

oh Mawk is enjoying this so much

don't play with your fooood

oh no I want this to well for day but I'm also WORRIED

where are they finding all these cute food places, godddd

Mawk is so good, gdi

thanks for letting Jimmy act without speaking for once

oooh is he actually gonna quit/cut down??

is August gonna stand him up?? that sucks

he probably texted and Day didn't see, huh

but wow an HOUR?? he could've at least called.

poor Day :(

I love this a lot

DATE

this is the most unrealistic thing in the show so far, what 20something dude knows flower meanings??

oh Day, don't say thatttt

the close-ups here!!! the close angles!!!

I love that Day's honest, but also Mawk just got his heart broken a little, huh

he turned up!!! oh no? yay? which is it???

did he know???

oh fuck

Mawk really, really likes him, huh

not the bus stop music of change!!!!

oh next week looks DELIGHTFULLY messy, maybe even moreso than this week

#last twilight the series #last twilight #ภาพนายไม่เคยลืม #last twilight ep 5 #bl watch liveblog #my nonsense #q

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thenocturnenarrator · 9 months

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What's the "For The Forgotten Ones" about?

Oh boy! Let me tell you bestie xDDDD

It’s a fanfic, amazing fanfic may I say, about the undertale multiverse. I know, not everyone like the utmv because it’s mostly sans xDDDD And we ship them together xDDDD But! This one is simply amazing!

A beacon of despair draws Nightmare’s attention to an empty universe. Or Nightmare recruits Ink before he destroys his soul and angst and fluff happens

It’s on AO3, by I’m_Sorry_Buddy (the name makes sense later lmao)

Btw, it’s very much possible that if you see my ftfo art you get spoiled so if you’re gonna read it avoid iiit xDDDD

#ftfo #for the forgotten ones #asks #anon asks #i’m a bit obsessed #with ftfo #just a little bit #too much #xDDD #INK MY BELOVE

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twilightmalachite · 2 months

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Poltergeist - Garbage Heap Sketch 2

Author: Akira

Characters: Madara, Anzu, Natsume

Translator: Mika Enstars

Proofer: Revoltrad

"Our president sure is unreliable, huuuh… How can you make a wish come true if you aren’t a god, but a mortalll?"

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Season: Winter

Location: Mountain Forest

Madara: Hahaha! Clear as day! The atmosphere feels suffocating, and there’s suspicious-lookin’ scrap wood strewn about everywhere!

This wood looks like it burned at a high temperature… Perhaps this is why there’s somethin’ suspicious' in the air[1], hmm?

I have a feelin’ there’s definitely some strange flowers blooming here again[2]—Hm?

Yeah yeah, I gotchaaa. Let’s stop with the detours and head on then, Anzu-san.

To Maizuru House, the topic of our discussion.

While it’s true I’d hoped to be doing this MaM-like job solo… I’m a bit concerned about what I’m going to be asked to dooo…

Our president sure is unreliable, huuuh… How can you make a wish come true if you aren’t a god, but a mortalll?

Location: Maizuru House (Exterior)

Natsume: Mikejima-senpa~i. ♪

Welcome to the Maizuru House children’s orphanaGE…♪

Madara: Oooh? Natsume-san! What a coincidence to meet you here!

Natsume: Do you seriously think it’s a coincidenCE? Not even a little bIT, I’m a helper sent to assist you on your jOB, you knOW.

Madara: A helpeeer? Hahaha, that’s usually what my job is!

Natsume: That’s because things are fundamentally different than usual this time arouND. The leading role for this job is MaM—a.k.a. yOU, Mikejima-senpai, rigHT?

We’re just here to accompany yOU—a supporting roLE, so to speAK.

Madara: “We?” It’s not just you who was sent out, Natsume-saaan?

Natsume: Seeing is believiNG. As I guide you around the Maizuru House, I’ll introduce you to the other staff membeRS. And to the children tOO, of courSE.

Madara: Children?

Natsume: What did you think this place wAS? It’s an orphanaGE. So, naturalLY, there are about thirty or so very young children living heRE.

Be extra careful not to step on thEM, “Mr. Giant.”[3]

Madara: I’ll do my best…

Natsume: WonderfUL. Well thEN, I’ll show you around and inform you of the various things you need to know and about the work that you’ll be doiNG.

Madara: That’d be greaaat. To be honest, I don’t have a single clue what’s going on right nooow.

Natsume: I’m suRE. The president’s to blame for that tOO… Even if that’s just who he iS, that makes it even worSE. The cameras have already begun rolliNG, and the program has already startED.

So you can’t run away now like you usually do just because you don’t like the job descriptiON, okAY, Mikejima-senpai? ♪

Madara: ……?

Natsume: NoW, coME. Follow after mE.

And just to be cleAR, don’t do anything unnecessaRY, okAY?

You absolutely cannot wander around without permissiON. I will explain the details latER, but there are some rather dangerous areAS—Such as right heRE.

Madara: Yessir. I may not understand why, but I understaaand!

Madara: (Hm~… This is a strange situation I’m in, huuuh.)

(I had said I wanted to do work as MaM, but it was asked sooomewhat in jest. I wasn’t expecting something like this at all.)

(There’s no way I can live as a proper idol after all this tiiime…)

(I feel restless and uncomfortable through and through.)

(Speaking of discomfort, this building, too… This Maizuru House. Isn’t it too quiet for a place with about thirty children living in iiit?)

(Is this how it usually iiis? Or maybe it’s nap time now? Hmm, I’m not often around kids, so I’m not suuure?)

(Even if I try to remember when I was a child to use as reference…)

(Mmm, I think I was a pretty special caaase.)

(Maybe because I grew to be more mature than the other kids; I was always doing things like taking care of the neighborhood children and my sister, who was always in poor condition, as well as “god”.)

(Even though I was just a kid, too. Hahaha, what a difficult and painfully gray childhood!)

(Well, it’s not like I didn’t enjoy taking care of everyone else.)

(If anything, back then I think I was smiling more innocently and normally than I do now.)

(I wonder: Exactly when the hell did I become the twisted person I am nooow?)

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In Japanese, something suspicious/fishy is described as a “scorched smell”.

Likely referring to A Myriad of Colors and Flowers, where petals from a strange flower (ones distinct to the flower garden he planted by the Shinkai residence) are hidden as bait to lure him out.

“Mr. Giant” is the appellation that Sora uses for Madara!

#poltergeist #mam #event #translation #madara mikejima #anzu #natsume sakasaki

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tojikai · 10 months

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Girl I knew it is Toji I knew it 🙏

This is gonna be long but I have to share what you doing to me with such amazing writing!

The way that I thinking the whole reading “you deserve it” and had me saying hallelujah at the same time!

The whole chapter I have been smiling my cheeks hurt 🗣️. When he was thinking the WHOLE time of y/n and reassuring himself with his little gf, am sorryyy but I I can’t help but laugh 😂 like dude ur drinking from the same cup *singing* (in other words iiit’s), karmaaaaa

Y/n y/n y/n love love love, get that Toji 🐶*ruur …. idk*

Toji teaching manners, Toji treating respect, Toji raising smart children, Toji appreciating, Toji loving, Toji is hot, Toji is riiich, Toji is dilf *gasp*

WE LOOOVEEE TOJI ❤️❤️❤️❤️😍😍💋💋💋💋

Ps. The one he called was Naomi *hhmm nodding* and as they say, drunk words are sober thoughts 💅.

Kai thank you dear for this wonderful chapter ❤️ as always, looking forward to the next 💋🫂

LMAO this reaction gifs/memes are so funny😭 y'all really celebrating satoru's downfall 💀 the receiver of the call will be uncovered in part 4 omg. and that drunk words, sober thoughts thing, my friends and i once joked abt it bc we lie when we're drunk😭 y'all dont believe everything from a drunk person JDKSKSKSK drunk people cannot control everything they do or say and sometimes they regret it later :'))) anywyasss thanks so so much for this, i had fun with the memes 💕

#🍭—kaitalks #f: sundered

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ask-cursed-cat-alastor · 2 months

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"Mistakes made" is quite an ominous statement though unsurprisingly so considering it was Alastor talking. Always had to be an elusive fuck about everything important no matter how small a detail. They were just gonna go ahead and assume it was contract related because how else would it happen? "Yeesh, sorry to hear." They couldn't even begin to know what the hell lead to this or who is crazy enough to try. Either way, they're here now.

Jackie nods quietly as the cat demon reiterates its trust of and with Rosie. "I'll coem visit once a week then. Drop off as muuuch meat as I can find." The thought made them smile since the last time they'd had a pet was when they were alive. Hell, always cats too! Though they probably shouldn't be thinking of the arguably greatest demon lord in all of hell as an um, "pet" iiit's kinda hard not to given his state. Ah, what he doesn't know won't hurt him.

They nearly jump in surprise as a portal suddenly forms out of what looks like to be its fur. Guess being a cat demon comes with a few of it's own quirks. "Just surprised that you're already so comfortable is all. The Alastor they knew could take years to get comfortable enough with someone to allow open touch. Of course, it could just be a being a cat now thing too. Regardless, they're quick to settle back into a petting motion as soon as he allows.

"Cool cool..." They trail off momentarily, watching him munch on it's snacks. "Forgive me if this is weird at all I'm just-you're usually a couple of feet taller than me. This just feels so weird." They do chuckle at the end though shaking their head. "I'm glad to see your safe." They do sound sincere in their last statement, so used to being silently concerned for the demon that would rather die than ask for help.

Alastor's ears flicked a bit, it would've been a shoulder shrug otherwise to the others sympathetic words on his condition. It wasn't the more ideal situation but Alastor was always able to adapt. Besides---when this was all said and done with and he was able to find the one that caused this, their punishment would be just as sweet. Alastor's eyes narrowed at the other's decision about their guidelines of each visit, a low "Mnnn" rumbling from him as a tendril snaked out from his body with a piece of parchment that when unrolled read-- What's in return--for you?--Your end--in this? Alastor wasn't used to doing things open ended without something being requested in return for services. People always needed things so there must've been something Jackie wanted in return for taking the treats to Alastor. Alastor's head tilted, the sound similar to someone trying to tune an old radio into a station following. Another parchment followed after the prior retreated. Comfort causes mistakes--I adapt. He was never one to trust others no matter what the situation was or how far they had come in knowing one another. It was just how he was, being comfortable didn't get him to the status of Overlord. After having gone back to taking care of the rest of the treats it would raise it's head once finished upon hearing the other comment about their height difference. Alastor turned, the air around it thick with static as it's fur bushed out and it's body morphed to match Jackie's height--except on two legs. Man this looked weird. Garbled chuckling followed,body seemingly vibrating as his upper half slumped forward. Eyes held the smugness, his smile never wavering per the usual. Instead of any parchment/scratching words into he ground--Jackie would be able to hear long draws of breath rumble from Alastor as he'd speak. His voice would be raspy and it was clear it was a chore to do such a thing but..the pain made it more interesting to Alastor..he wanted to see just how far he could push this form whenever he could. "Is this..better?" He asked,more garbled chuckling following but cutting off quickly at Jackie's remark about being glad he was alright. Alastor's form reverted back into it's Cat form as narrowed eyes seemed to stare a hole through Jackie. Without breaking eye-contact he'd scratch into the ground. Y?

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