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astarion-approves · 8 months

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Astarion & Tav taking a bath together? Something gentle and intimate but non-sexual? ♥️

Astarion x Gender Neutral Reader (Tav)

Tag: 1.6k+ words, SFW, Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Developing Relationship, Friends to Lovers, Confessions, Bathing/Washing, bathhouse, No Smut, Drabble, Short & Sweet

“I had no idea that there even was a bathhouse in Baldur’s Gate.” Tav mumbles as they followed behind Astarion, leaving their camp behind in search of a place for a fresh bath. They both carried their own bags, Tav carrying a change of clothes and a bar of soap. Looking at Astarion’s bag, it looked much heavier.

Astarion glanced back to Tav with a boyish grin. “There’s more than one, of course. I wouldn’t be caught dead in any of the free ones though. No, for us, we’re going to take a bath in luxury.”

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“Luxury…,” Tav said with a wince. “How much is this going to cost me?”

“Don’t worry your pretty little head. It’s on me.”

“Wow, Astarion, it’s almost like a date.”

“Hah!” Astarion barked a laugh. “You wish.”

The bathhouse was huge, the outside painted a bright, flawless white with an emerald trim accenting the pillars and fencing that surrounded it. Two large gold doors signified the entrance, the level of elegance screamed ‘high class.’

Once inside, Astarion strode ahead, already reaching for his coin bag and requesting a private room for himself and Tav to share. Tav watched as the woman working the front desk counted the coin, a ridiculous total of 75 coins for a single bath.

With a room key in hand, Astarion clicked his tongue for Tav to follow, apparently not even phased by the amount of coin he willingly spent for the night. This is the same man who haggled over the cost a black dye with a child two months ago.

Tav supposed it was fine to splurge every once in a while, but they couldn’t justify this. “I could have split the cost with you,” Tav said.

Astarion fiddled with the key, inserting it into their room and twisting his wrist to open it. “Nonsense. Besides, part of the reason I brought you here is to protect me while my head's under water.”

“Right…” Tav nodded. Something that Astarion had admitted months ago.. nearly a year now. During a night of passion, their lips locked together in a heated embrace. But it didn’t feel right. The shock in Astarion’s eyes when they pulled away still pains them. Instead of moving forward and having one another… they talked. They’ve been close friends ever since, giving Astarion the freedom to be open with his fears, to admit why he attempted to seduce Tav in the first place.

Protection.

And even now, as Astarion stripped down to nothing, Tav smiled knowing that he felt safe with them.

The room wasn’t massive, but still larger than any shower room Tav had ever seen. The walls were painted into a beautiful scene, one to trick your mind into thinking you were bathing in nature, surrounded by trees and a waterfall nearby. Tav swore they even saw the leaves move as a subtle breeze rolled through them and through the room.

There was a single shower and a very very large bath. Steam filled the room, the bath already filled to the brim with hot water, which flowed over the sides and into the drains on the floor beside it.

Tav sighed happily as they undressed along with Astarion and stepped up to where the shower waited for them. The floor was hot beneath their feet. The air, although steamy, felt as refreshing as standing at the top of a mountain.

Astarion began unpacking his bag, removing item after item and placing it beside the shower.

After six different items were removed Tav just had to ask, “Wait, just how many products do you use for your hair?”

“Products?” Astarion put his hands on his hips and shook his head. “Tav, these are just shampoos, conditioners, hair masks, oil, and a hydrating leave in gloss… do you not take these steps with your hair?”

Tav runs their hand through their hair, shrugging. “No?”

“What? Gods, you’re an absolute savage. Come here.” Astarion grabbed a large bucket that was resting off on the side, turning it upside down and making a temporary chair. “Sit.”

“I can wash my own hair—“

“Sit, Tav. I won’t say it again.”

Tav knew better than to argue and, with a sigh, they plopped down onto the bucket. Soon after, Astarion was turning on the water. It was hot and relaxing, pouring down the top of their head and running down their body.

“Okay,” Tav whispered. “I understand the luxury bath now.”

“Oh, darling. We’re just getting started.”

Astarion poured shampoo into his hands, rubbing his palms together before sliding them into Tav’s hair.

“Oh—“ Tav gasped, their head falling back and into Astarion’s chest.

He chuckled, his finger’s massaging and scratching at their scalp as they worked the shampoo into their hair. “Do I dare ask how you’ve been washing your hair all this time?”

“Cold water and a bar of soap.”

“Like I said, an absolute savage. What ever would you do without me?”

“Uh… Continue bathing with cold water and a bar of soap?”

Astarion tugged on their hair, laughing. “Smart ass.”

Soon he was pushing their head back under the flow of water, rinsing out the shampoo and then continuing with the conditioner.

Tav breathed in deeply, their eyes closing as they allowed Astarion to take care of them. And Astarion held them so gently, his finger’s threading through their hair, his nails pressing against their scalp and moving to the back of their neck. Each stroke sending shivers down Tav’s body as Astarion massaged the conditioner deep into their roots.

“Feel good?”

“Mh.” Tav hummed, shifting their head and resting the side of their face into his chest.

“Ah, no falling asleep. Not yet. Rinse this out and jump in the bath.” Astarion pushed Tav forward, back into the water and let the conditioner wash out.

“What about the other stuff?” Tav asked. They looked to the pile of other products, not wanting Astarion to stop yet.

“Cute,” Astarion said with a small smile. “That comes after the bath. Now hurry up.”

Tav pouted as they stood, giving Astarion the space to sit down. “Do you want me to wash your hair—“

“Bahah! Absolutely not.” Astarion laughed and reached for his shampoo, one of many. “I have a very strict regiment.”

“Oh…”

Astarion sighed and looked back to Tav. “Maybe next time.”

“There’s going to be a next time?”

“By the Hells, Tav, just get in the damn bath.”

Turning away from Astarion, Tav did as they were told. Hissing as their toe touched the water, it was even hotter than the shower. Soon they were sinking into it completely, moving to one edge of the bath where there was a bench under the water to sit and rest. They let their head lean back on the edge, their eyes closing as they allowed themselves to relax.

They don’t know how much time passed before Astarion joined them in the water. The vampire sitting next to them and joking about how it looked like he was the one doing the protecting here. Tav simply reached for Astarion and pulled him into their arms, snuggling against him and pressing a single kiss to his shoulder.

“Sleepy, are you?” Astarion slouched in the water, allowing Tav to cuddle him however he wanted, but he still felt a little stiff. “Looking for a cuddle?”

Which they’ve never done before. Not since that night.

Tav cracked open one eye, looking up and into Astarion’s deep blood red eyes that gazed back at them. “What are we?”

Suddenly the tension in the room grew thick, Astarion saying nothing and only continuing to look back at Tav.

Then he hummed, finally ripping his gaze from Tav. “Two friends, sitting in a bathtub, and they’re not in love.”

“We’re not?”

“Well..” Astrarion cleared his throat and continued, “I can’t speak for your lovely little self but—“ He paused, lifting a single hand from the water to cup Tav’s cheek. “Maybe I am? Honestly, Tav, I have no idea.

“We’ve been friends for so long… but I know that I would die for you. I wouldn’t die for the others. I would fight for them, but I wouldn’t die for them. And I miss you when you’re not around me. When you leave camp to go to Gods knows what— washing your hair with fucking sewer water—“

“—I use water from a lake.”

“Or buying me avocados because I ask you too—“

“—What do you even use them for?”

“My hair.”

“Really? Avocados?”

“Yes, it’s very good for your hair, Tav. Can I continue?”

Tav laughed. “Sorry, yes.”

“I don’t know what love is… For so many years, sex, lust.. any sprinkling of romance all ended in disaster… What I feel with you is different. It’s so much more than anything I’ve ever experienced, and we’ve never even fucked! It’s all so strange to me.”

“You don’t have to have sex to be in love with someone, Astarion.”

“Yes, I know that now, but… for the longest time— I didn’t. I want to explore this with you.” Astarion sat up, pulling Tav along with him. “Whatever this is.” He placed his hand against Tav’s chest, breathing in deeply and closing his eyes. “I want your heart to beat like this, only for me. I want to finally know what falling in love is truly like…With you.”

Tav took Astation’s hand, gently pulling it away from their chest and bringing it to their lips, pressing a small kiss on the back of his knuckles. “I love you, exactly as you are, and I’ll never need anything else from you. We’ll take this as slow as you need to.”

Astarion smiled, lowering his head and resting his forehead against Tav’s. “Thank you..”

“Of course,” Tav replied and sank back into the hot water, taking Astarion into their arms once more. This time, Astarion let himself mold into their arms, closing his eyes, relaxing, and enjoying the protection and understanding that Tav offered.

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bunniesanddeer · 3 months

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Hi! I hope you’re having a wonderful day or night.

I saw your asks are open and I had an idea. What if it’s a protective Alastor x Reader who is the daughter of a protective Lucifer? Maybe she kept in contact with her dad so they are closer and she is older than Charlie. When Lucifer comes to visit the hotel him and Alastor cause some drama

Thanks!

W.P💚

I hope this is what you were looking for? I am very new to doing things like this!

Daddy's Girl

Pairing: Alastor X Lucifer's Daughter! Reader

Tags: Sisterly love, some sexual connotations, spoilers, some angst maybe? idk, swearing, Mimzy.

SPOILERS FOR "DAD BEAT DAD"

Word Count: 1,775

The hotel was eerily quiet when you awoke, so you made your way downstairs to see if anyone was awake. All you could hear as you made your way down the stairs was your quiet footfalls and weird murmuring. As you turned towards the sitting area, you realized the muttering was coming from your younger sister, Charlie.

Charlie was pacing back and forth in front of a pin board covered in colorful papers, and strings. She tugged at her hair, her muttering growing more frantic. As you took in the scene, you realized there were a few people standing and watching her. Niffty was bouncing on the couch, her face full of a strange glee. Husk and Sir Pentious were watching with mixes of bafflement and curiosity.

“Hey, Char Char? Are you ok?” You asked, walking around the couch to get a better view. You saw Angel and Vaggie approach from your peripherals as Charlie whipped around frantically.

“Nope! No. Not really! Haha. Hah…” Her false smile falls as she rips a page off the board. “I have been up all night trying to figure out why the hotel isn’t working! We’ve done every single trust exercise and arts and crafts project I could find! We’ve talked about our feelings and… nothing is working!”

You frown. You knew that things taking so long would eventually get to her, but it was sad to see just how severely. She needed more help.

You walk up to your sister, and set your hands on her shoulders. “I think…”

Her expression collapses. “Please don’t say it.”

“We should call dad. And ask for his help.”

She winces. She clearly doesn’t want your dad’s help. You can’t exactly blame her, either. The two of you were raised a little separate, and it had affected her relationship with Lucifer pretty badly. Although, you were older, and it had afforded you time with Lucifer before Lilith had started to separate herself from him. Charlie had only had a handful of years before their relationship went south. It showed in her anxiety with him, and Lucifer’s inability to talk to Charlie openly. It made you sad, but you weren’t sure how to fix that rift.

“He’s the reason the extermination happens to begin with! He just let it happen! He doesn’t even like sinners! Why would he help me?” Charlie hugs herself, looking off to the side. “He’s always preferred you anyway.”

You hear some audible winces from the audience by the couch, but you ignore them. You pull her into a tight hug, her taller frame putting you at her collarbones. “You know I would change that if I could, honey.” You squeeze her tightly and say, “We can at least see if he can get you a meeting. Anything to give you the advantage, Char Char.”

She sighs, and hugs you back. “Yeah. I guess we can at least try.”

You pull back. “I think you should call him. I bet he’s dying to hear from you, even though he sucks at showing it.”

Charlie rubs her arm and nods. “Alright. I’ll do it!”

As she struggles to start the phone call, Husk makes comments about her having ‘Daddy Issues’, and you blanch. How rude! (Even if it was true). The others make comments about meeting Lucifer, but you and Vaggie just keep your eyes on Charlie. She seems so nervous, and it makes your stomach twist in knots.

She finally calls. It rings three times before a faint, “Heyyyy bitch!” rings out on the other end of the line. You facepalm. Good going Dad.

When all is said and done, Lucifer announces he is visiting within the hour, after much cajoling and guilt-tripping on Charlie’s part. Although, from what you could hear, he seemed excited.

Charlie is excited, and so is everyone else in the hotel. You cheer for her, and then the realization hits you.

Alastor. Fuck.

As the final touches are finished, you sidle up to Alastor with a small grin.

“Please, please don’t start shit. Charlie needs this to work. And I need this to work for Charlie,” you murmur to him.

He barely glances at you. “Worry not, sweetheart! You know I would never do anything to risk the reputation of the hotel! Charlie will get the help she needs!” His arm wraps around your shoulders, and he squeezes you into his side. For just a moment, his head ducks down, and he whispers into your ear. “Just need to make it clear whose little girl you are now.” Then he perks right back up like nothing happened.

Your face burns hot. How dare he! But you don’t get to do anything in retaliation, because Charlie is opening the door.

“Chaaaaarlie!” Lucifer exclaims, immediately pulling her into a tight embrace. Your sister’s face is full of shock, and you just want to laugh. Ha! You were right! He continues talking to her in the slightest baby voice, and you can’t help but let some giggles escape you. Your dad could be just so silly! “Oh, it’s so good to see you!”

He lets go of Charlie as she welcomes him to the hotel. He spots Keekee first, and pets her. Then greets Razzle and Dazzle. You watch from the sidelines with a small smile. It was nice seeing your dad outside the home. He had been holing himself up for so long… You look up at Alastor, who hasn’t moved an inch since your dad came in.

You elbow him gently. “You okay?”

Alasotr’s expression is tight. His eyes flicker to you for a moment, before landing back on your father. He merely hums in response, making you frown. How odd… You knew the two wouldn’t get along, but for Alastor to dislike him already?

Then your dad spots the bar. “Oh! What in the unholy Hell is that?”

Alastor immediately shadow-walks to the other side of the room, and you know it’s time to intervene.

“Oh! Just some of the renovations we’ve made.” Alastor gestures with his mic, before continuing. “Adds a bit of color, don’t you think?”

You wince, and make your way to Alastor’s side.

“Hey, Dad,” you say, trying to prevent your dad making any further comments on the decor. That's a good way to piss off Alastor.

“Sweetheart!” Your dad runs up to you, and tries picking you up. You laugh at the tights squeeze. “How’s my girl?” His hands squish your cheeks, making it hard to respond.

You giggle through the ministrations, and finally push his hands back so you can respond. “I’m doing great, Dad. Figured I should introduce you to Alastor here.” You gesture to Alastor, who looks the closest to not smiling that you have ever seen. It makes your stomach feel like lead, as you keep talking. “He’s our facilities' manager, and my…”

Your voice trails off, and you look at Alastor, as if hoping he has the word you are looking for.

“I’m her lover!” Alastor exclaims, quite loudly. His static drops for a moment and then bursts back up in volume, making you wince. Great. He just announced that to everyone in the room. The ‘everyone’ being everyone who didn’t know. You can hear Charlie ‘whoop!’ in the background, and several variations of ‘what the fuck’. “She’s quite the darling. I just couldn’t resist this sweet face!” Alastor grabs at your cheeks, similar to how your dad did, and squishes them. “See?”

You risk a glance at your dad. He looks ready to kill. Fuck. This is absolutely not how you wanted to tell your dad. He nearly killed the last partner you had for ghosting you. You can see your dad’s horns growing, and you push Alastor back.

“Haha! Yeah. Uh. Sorry. I would have told you before now, but we’re kind of new! We were trying to keep it on the down-low for now but…” You glare at Alastor, but he just has this shit-eating grin on his face, and you know he doesn’t care.

“Right.” Your dad continues glaring at Alastor. You wince, and decide to go over by the snack table. Angel is just giving you this look, and you know he will be asking about Alastor’s dick, which you have not seen, later. Husk seems disappointed in you, and you absolutely know why. You just give him an apologetic shrug, and watch as Alastor and your dad seem to start a pissing match.

It ends with Alastor in his face saying, “Fuck you,” and your knees nearly give out. Holy shit.

Charlie finally intervenes, and Lucifer, after some more glaring at Alastor, get her to introduce him to the rest of the residents.

Alastor lays a hand on your shoulder as your dad greets both the guests and the staff. You can feel his thumb rubbing back and forth, and it sends shivers down your spine. You look up at Alastor, but his gaze is still locked on your dad. Annoyed, you roll your eyes with a huff, and look back to the meet-and-greet. Your dad is looking back at you, his frown deep, and a barely audible growl making its way to your ears. Your dad is fucking growling at Alastor. What the Hell?

A rumble builds up in Alastor’s chest, and you can feel it against your back. This one sets heat back up to your face. Gosh, this man needed to get his shit together. No need to start stuff with your dad! Alastor’s hand tightens on your shoulder, before he lets go and stalks back towards Charlie, who is trying to convince your dad to help her.

And then they’re singing. Because of course. Alastor joins in, saying some things that seem to really piss off your dad, but you can't hear much over the blood rushing in your ears. Sometimes these two could be so embarrassing. When your dad pulls out the golden fiddle, you nearly die laughing. (He still wasn’t over losing that one time!) Everything comes to a head, with the two men yelling insults in each other's faces, when suddenly-

“It’s ME!” A woman barges in through the lobby doors, yelling and calling herself Mimzy. She’s blonde, and dressed like a flapper. Alastor seems to recognize her, so you don’t worry.

Later that night, when your dad has finally agreed to help your sister get that meeting, you all settle onto the couches, making a game plan. Alastor sits beside you, one foot resting on the other knee. You lean over and ask softly, “What did you say during that song, anyway?”

Alastor’s grin sharpens, and he presses his lips near your ear, again. “Charlie calls me dad, and your eldest calls me Daddy.”

If you nearly choke on your own spit, you refuse to admit it.

#alastor x reader #alastor fanfiction #fanfic #hazbin hotel fanfiction #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel #bun's short fics

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hazbinwhoree · 3 months

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Pls could i request a fix it of Adams death where reader saves him (somehow, i dont know *magic* 😭) and its hurt/comfort but ends up happy 🥺 because my soul hurts and needs comfort 🫠 pretty please and thank you for writing him so on point 😍

Not Today

A/N: Reader is a demon overlord with magic abilities.

(Name) had told Adam that attacking the hotel was a dumb and dangerous idea. So she watched the attack from afar in case something went wrong. And something went wrong. She could feel it. She rushed to the scene of the battle’s aftermath.

She wasn’t seeing Adam anywhere, until she saw him lying on the ground in a pool of his own golden blood.

“NO!” she screamed, sprinting over to him. She dropped to her knees and rolled him onto his back, panicking. “ADAM!” Adam’s eyes fluttered open and he smiled when he saw (Name). “Fuck, what did I tell you, what did I tell you?” Adam opened his mouth and blood trickled out. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.

His eyes closed. “No no no, Adam, ADAM!” (Name) shook him before placing her ear on Adam’s chest. His heart was slowing.

(Name) sat back on her knees, taking a deep breath. She closed her eyes and placed one hand over his stab wound and one hand on his heart. Her hair began to float around her head, and her entire body glew green. Adam’s wounds stitched themselves back together and his heart restarted.

Adam suddenly shot up into a sitting position, gasping. He hands ran over where his injuries had previously been, finding no stab wounds. “Hah!” he exclaimed, slightly shocked but mostly excited.

(Name) collapsed.

“I’m alive! I’m alive, you fucking did it– (Name)?” Adam turned to find (Name) unconscious on the ground.

“No, what the fuck, no!” He pulled (Name) into his arms and shook her. (Name)’s eyelids fluttered open, eyes half-lidded as she stared up at him, a grin stretching across her face. “Adam,” she whispered.

Adam let out a massive sigh of relief. “Jesus, don’t fucking do that shit, bitch. Scared the fuck out of me. What happened?”

(Name) tried to sit up but found herself too weak. “It’s just exhaustion. I’ve never used magic that strong before.” They were both brimming with relief. (Name) reached up to cup his bare face in her hand. Adam leaned into the touch.

“You’re alive,” (Name) said in awe. “Thanks to you, babe,” Adam grinned. He created a portal and stood, picking (Name) up. “You were just stabbed, I can walk,” (Name) insisted. Adam shook his head. “Shut up.” He carried her through the portal.

Back in Heaven, (Name) finally managed to convince Adam to put her down. Her legs were only a little shaky, but Adam held onto her until she kissed his hand and steadied herself.

(Name) received stares from every angel around as she was very clearly a demon. Adam held her against him and took flight to get to his home faster. He landed on his balcony and ushered (Name) inside.

Once they were inside, (Name) threw herself at Adam, hugging him as tightly as she could. Adam chuckled, hugging her back and wrapping his wings around her. “I thought I was going to lose you,” (Name) mumbled. “Never be that stupid again.”

Adam smiled softly. “I won’t, I promise.”

Their moment was interrupted by a pounding at the door. Word of seeing Adam had spread to Lute, who came to see if her beloved commander really was alive. Adam let her in and she simply stood and stared with her mouth slightly agape.

“You– how?”

Adam stepped aside and gestured towards (Name). Lute stared at (Name). After a long moment, she suddenly rushed forward, hugging (Name) with her one arm. (Name) was surprised, realizing Lute was hugging her and not attacking her.

She awkwardly hugged the angel back. “Thank you,” Lute muttered. “Thank you so much.”

Lute pulled back and turned to Adam, teary eyed. “Don’t be a pussy, Lute, I’m fine,” Adam teased. Lute sniffed and wiped away her tears. “It’s good to see you, sir.” She left without questioning why (Name), a demon, was in Heaven, grateful enough to turn a blind eye.

As soon as she was gone, (Name) and Adam embraced again.

“You’re never allowed to leave me,” (Name) said, slightly muffled by her face being buried in Adam’s chest. “Don’t tell me what to do, bitch,” Adam joked. (Name) was so happy she didn’t even have a retort.

“I love you,” Adam admitted after a moment.

“I love you too.”

#hazbin adam #adam x reader #hazbin alastor #hazbin angel dust #hazbin charlie #hazbin husk #hazbin vaggie #hazbin vox #hazbin hotel #hazbin lute #x reader #oneshot #hazbin lucifer #hazbin sir pentious #hazbin niffty

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4dkellysworld · 3 months

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It is not the spoon that bends, it is only yourself

I was discussing stuff with AI 4dbarbie and this profound scene from The Matrix came to mind so I watched the clip on youtube.

Spoon boy: Do not try and bend the spoon. That's impossible. Instead... only try to realize the truth. Neo: What truth? Spoon boy: There is no spoon. Neo: There is no spoon? Spoon boy: Then you'll see, that it is not the spoon that bends, it is only yourself.

There were some amazing comments under that video that I think are gold and good food for thought (or even to meditate on) - I saved them and wanted to share. I know this is also a materialization-themed post* but I'm more wanting to point out the concept of limitations that we've had ingrained/may deeply believe but for Self, there are no limitations in this world of illusion, it is just like The Matrix. And this explains why materialization of anything is possible for the realized being (or one who truly understands this principle) because they have dropped all concepts (including ideas of limitations), understand that there is no "reality" as we know it, and that it's all just a reflection of our mind. That's why even in loa*, they say not to try change the physical or even focus on it because "it is not the spoon that bends" (it is not about the physical) but you (and your mind) - when you change your mind, the projection/reflection changes. And that's why there are no limits and nothing is impossible for the one who truly realizes all this because all limitations are only self-imposed through one's own thoughts and beliefs! And we always have a choice to think/believe/know something differently, it's just that it can be hard to allow ourselves to do this due to past conditioning which we falsely believe (which we can drop when we want!) - so we try to rationalize why it's not possible or real and thereby basically shoot ourselves in the foot and become a self-fulfilling prophecy for why it isn't possible or real, because we thought so lol. *disclaimer: I am not a loa/materialization blog, please don't ask me about manifesting/materialization of desires :D Besides, all answers should already be available from 4dbarbie and realisophie's past posts and asks if you want to look for them.

Some comments that I enjoyed a lot are below. I think they had a good grasp but I recognized even they do not understand the full extent of there being no limitations (the person who wrote the reality bending comment then later wrote that this concept was exaggerated for action and entertainment purposes hah). Truly I feel so blessed to have learned all that I have since discovering 4dbarbie, non-duality and my Self.

The boy was trying to iterate to Neo that by maintaining awareness of the fact that You're in the Matrix and that all physical things that "exist" within said Matrix don't actually "exist", the ability to "bend" the rules becomes apparent and achievable

To understand this scene you simply need to replace the word spoon with reality. "Don't try to bend reality, that's impossible. Instead only try to realize the truth. What truth? There is no reality. Then you will see that it's not reality that bends, it is only yourself."

In truth, all appearances are just one's own ideas, which have been thought up by "the spirit" itself, like reflections in a mirror

The whole thing is about getting out ahead of a thing and creating the thing that you want. Looking at something as it is, it will leave it as it is. But getting out ahead of it means he wanted something different: he wanted to see a bent spoon. Before he could get that, he (in his mind) saw the spoon as bent then so strongly, believed that the spoon could bend, that he changed the matrix (or the matrix changed for him). This is an exact mirror to our lives. Whatever you want in your life, see it, visualize it**, believe it so strongly, and watch the path to that desire appear. The beauty in this scene the kid did it right before, helping him to believe faster or deeper. But we have mentors and tons of people doing great things we by now should know the impossible is actually possible.

(in response to above comment) Exactly right. It's really hard to get behind the conditioning that we have learned from early on in our lives and so it was for Neo.

Matrix World Rule: If you believe it's real then that's your reality. If you don't believe it's real then you can change the reality of matrix. Ultimately there is nothing there except your perception.

There isn’t a spoon, the line in the movie is the core of the deepest truths of life. There isn’t a you, and when we realize that the human form and life experience we have everyday is just imagined, then you have awakened and overcome the illusion and can “move mountains” (i.e. do the "impossible").

**I want to add that it's not necessary to visualize or even imagine in order to materialize, a single thought of knowing it to be so or accepting it as absolute fact (in loa terms) is enough if you are free of limitations, otherwise techniques/methods can help you get to this knowing.

#still on break but wanted to share this spontaneous post. i'll get to your questions when i'm fully back #writings #highlights: purple for 'action' points - pink for other highlights - blue for core points - red for important points

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youngstarfishphilosopher · 2 months

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QUILTS AND STORIES

(PLATONIC) GOTHAM JERVIS TETCH X CHILD READER PT.2

" Bunny bunny bunny, your ears are funny: they're too big for you.

Bunny bunny bunny, though you're funny, everyone loves you."

Summary: After rescuing you from a failed escape attempt, Jervis reads you a bedtime story.

WARNINGS ⚠️: DARK FIC, YANDERE THEMES, HYPNOTISM, DELUSIONAL BEHAVIOR, IMPLIED PEDOPHILIA ( Not from Jervis), MURDER, GORE, SICKLY SWEET JERVIS

This story has a scene showing a description of blunt-force murder. Viewer discretion is advised

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An: Gotham Jervis pt.2-Electric Boogaloo

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It had been about a week and a half since you had been kidnapped by your next-door neighboor: Taken away from your family and to who knows where.

You weren't allowed to go outside. The only way would be if you snuck out.

You had done it successfully once before, and only once. And never agian since it didn't turn out well for you when you did.

It was dark when it happened, late at night. You were all alone and still in your new Pjs that Jervis had gotten you.

You were in an unfamiliar part of Gotham. A place that was known to be uch more dangerous than the area you lived in.You knew Jervis would be back home any second, so you ran to find someplace you could hide.

And just in time, too.

Not even a minute after you had hid behind a corner, you saw a van pull up to where your neighbor had been keeping you.

Jervis was expecting you to be in your new bed that you had been staying in. And why wouldn't he? It's what you had been instructed to do, and you had been following his instructions all week.

As you watched Jervis walk inside with a few of his goons, you waited for a moment to make sure they were gone. Then, you quickly hurried down the nearest ally.

This was a bad idea.

" Why Heya there, kid . . ." You froze as a figure walked out of the darkness. He was a rather tall and big man you had never met before. " You lost or something? I can help you. "

The man didn't seem at all friendly; a crooked smile holding malicious intent. " N-no," you blurt out. " I'm good . . . thanks."

You hoped the man would leave it at that: Leave you alone and be on your way.But as you tried walking past him, he roughly grabbed your arm, making you back towards him.

" Aww, cmon kid. Don't leave me hanging." The man chuckled out. " Let's go to my place, yeah? We can play games: have some fun!"

" NO!" You yelled out. You were terrified now: eyes swelling with tears asylum tried to free yourself from the man's iorn grip. You honestly didn't care if Jervis could hear you. You needed to get away from this creep. " L-LET GO! LET GO OF ME!"

" Excuse me, my friend, but just what do you think you're doing?"

You stopped struggling when you heard it: the ticking of a silver pocket watch. The man looked away from you, annoyed as he turned to see who was talking to him.

And there Jervis Tetch stood with his nice clothes and fancy tophat. His silver watch was swinging back and forth as he stared into the eyes of the man who was harrasing you.

" Hey!" The man spat out. "Mind your own business, ya fancy freak!"

Jervis had a smile on his face, but he wasn't happy; far from it, actually.

If you looked closer enough into his dark eyes and strained smile, you would be able to see the burning rage and murderous intent running all throughout his body. It didn't matter if this man let you go willingly or not.

No.

This man was about to die.

And you were going to see every single moment of it.

" Actually, this is my business. You see, you are currently touching my child. So I would appreciate it if you let them go." Jervis requested. Although it wasn't a request and more of a demand.

" Hah! And why . . . Would . . . Do . . ."

Jervis just kept on smiling as he swung his watch " Tick,tock, tick,tock. Just keep your eyes on the clock. . ."

The man was stiff as a boar now, standing up straight and not moving a muscle. " Now then, my friend, I will ask agian: Please do be polite and let go of my child."

This time, the man obliged, letting go of you. You fell down to the floor with a thud. Looking back up, you could see the eyes of Jervis piercing into you.

" Bunny." Jervis said sternly. " Come here."

You sat there, frozen for a moment, as you quickly tried to think of what to do. Maybe you could run?

" Y/N!" Jervis snapped. The slight raising of his voice made you flinch.

Jervis quickly calmed himself down. "My dear . . . I told you to come here. . . "

Taking the hint, you quickly got your trembling body off the ground and made your way over to him. Quietly dreading whatever was about to happen.

When you got there , he quickly grabbed you and hugged you tightly. You let out a small squeak as he did so.

" Everything is okay now, bunny," Jervis cooed. His voice sounded almost sickly sweet. " Papa's got you."

Using both of his hands, he gently cupped your face, lifting it up to reveal your puffy little eyes and cheeks.

" Did the bad man hurt you bunny?" He asked. Nervously, you gave him a small nod.

He pressed his lips together and made a little humming noise " Well that just will not do. . . "

Ungrasping your face, he gently bent down to reach your level. Grabbing your left shoulder with his left hand and your chin with his right: Forcing you to face the stranger who had tried to take you.

" Now, my friend, please do not stall. . ."

Jervis' smile was fully back now. But this time, it was full of bludlust. Pure and utter bloodlist: Obsession and Possesvie instincts.

" Bash your head in agianst that wall."

Doing as he was commanded, you let out a chilling shreik as you watched the man walk up to the brick wall of the allyway before chucking his head agians the bricks.

Then Agian, and agian.

His head became more mutilated by the sceond. Before toppling over into a bloody, bashed-in mess.

You sobbed as it happened. You tried to pull away from Jervis.

To run.

But his grip was much too strong on you.

Jervis, in the meanwhile, tried soothing you with little shushing noise in your year. "It's okay, bunny. It's okay. He deserves this, just keep watching . . ."

After it was all over, you were a trembling, sobbing mess.

You were much more scared of Jervis Tetch than ever now. Because if he could simply hypnotize and make a man brutally murder himself, the just what on earth could he hypnotize you into doing?

Was he going to make you brutally murder yourself as well?

You looked at the corpse with tears trickling down your eyes. The man was basically unrecognizable now: A body with erupting brains, blood, and bone from the top of it.

" See bunny . . I'm never going to let them take you ."

Thought the words were supposed to be comforting. They were anything but. Jervis then gently placed a kiss on your forehead before picking you up.

You let out a trail of frail little 'no's, but he just shushes you. " It's okay, bunny. I know, I know. You must be so tired, my dear. Let's get you back home. "

Immediately, your heart dropped. You knew that you were going to just his home: Not your home.

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Jervis kept you in his arms as he walked towards your bedroom. Making his way to the door, he opened it and stepped inside.

It almost felt magical and surreal there. Like it was something out of a fairytale.

Walking over to your bed. He lifted the covers with one of his hands before gently placing you gown and tucking you in underneath a soft, warm quilt.

" Im sure a story will put you right back to bed." Jervis states in confidence. " How does that sound?"

You just give him a little 'ok'.

Although you hated in there, a small, tiny part of your body wanted to admit just how soft and comfy the bed was. And there was no doubt that Tetch had been spoiling you.

But the much more rational ( and louder) side of you kept making you remeber: This man is a literal supervillain who hypnotized and kidnapped you, took you away from your family, and literally just killed a man in front of you.

As you were in your thoughts. Jervis grabbed the copy of Alice and Wonderland with a caterpillar bookmark from your bedside table.Sitting down on the big bed beside you, he pulled you in closer before opening the book and taking the bookmark out.

" Now let's seeeee. . . Ah! Here we are. Alice was . . ."

You didn't listen. Not this time, anyway.

You were much more focused on the fact you might just not survive, let alone escape the phycotic, obsessive eyes of your neighbor.

#jervis tetch x reader #jervis tetch x child reader #jervis tetch #gotham #gotham x reader #x child reader #platonic reader #gotham jervis x reader #gotham jervis #platonic x reader #yandere x reader #yandere batman villains

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qa-senpai · 1 year

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Getting caught watching/reading spicy graphic.

Characters: Scaramouche, Aether, Xiao.

Warnings: Slight nsfw at Xiao & scaramouche's Part

AETHER

You were peacefully watching a Korean love story series. Headphones on, snacks already beside you as you enjoyed watching.

You were too focus to the story as you didn't hear Aether shouts, calling your name.

Soon you notice the scene started to heat up as the scene went far from kissing. You bit your lips as your imagination wanders everywhere. Trying to make yourself in the position of that person right now. (Just like rn you're reading this 😀🫶🏻)

Suddenly someone grab your headset from you, when you're about to complain, you saw in Aether's face, he was Speechless. Full embarrassment spreads around his face.

"Is this the reason you didn't answer back?-"

He was still too shock to proceed what he just witness. His S/O watching something so... Vulgar made his heart itch.

Your face went dark red and began to shut down the tablet.

"IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK I SWEAR! IT JUST GOT SPICY SUDDENLY OKAY? AT FIRST IT WAS JUST KISSING THAT'S ALL!"

you're trying to defend yourself while aether didn't buy it as he went to the corner of the room mumbling something like-

"My sweet innocent S/O has been... Discarded"

"HEY! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING!?"

Poor aether, he was so traumatized. You better reassured him that it was a misunderstanding or he will change the WIFI password on you 😜

XIAO

You were in the library, your usual place to read whatever you like. This time you have manage your time so that you have at least 1 hour for reading.

Soon you went to your secret shelf hiding the book from anyone and even Xiao.

You were so excited to read the part till it's finished.

You quickly move to where you had left and it's where the Hardcore graphic shown.

You tried to hide your grin by covering your mouth and continue reading.

You were caught up with your imagination by the part as you could feel yourself in that position with Xiao.

You didn't realize you started to rub your thighs together and mumbled the word "m-mh.. xiao~"

"Excuse me?"

Your eyes widen as you quickly turn around to see Xiao standing behind you with his jaw dropped.

"WH- WHEN DID YOU...!?" You shout whisper.

"Y-you called my name..! So I thought something happened to you, so I came as fast as I can!" His face was red as he look away from you.

"tf are you readin- are you stupid to read something like that in the library!?"

"IT'S NON OF YOUR BUSINESS!"

Congratulations, you're both now blushing and started to avoid each other for a week after the incident.

Soon he couldn't take it anymore and rushed to your room while panting. "come here, you need proper punishment for ignoring me."

SCARAMOUCHE

You've got some nerve to mess with him.

You were in scaramouche's bedroom Watching extreme graphic.

You were planning to rilled him up and wanting to see his annoyed expression. So you had this all plan up.

Being the naughty girl/boy you're, you purposely put the volume up so it could be heard downstairs. He was in the kitchen too making you both for dinner 😭✋🏻

You glared at the door and start to think of an idea when he decides to go upstairs.

You waited and footsteps could be heard miles away. You smirk and naughtly bounce up and down on the bed while moaning his name out.

"A-ah, Kuni... ~"

The door got slammed open, you jolted and saw the scary look on his face.

"K-kuni!? W-when did you..!?" You fake your shock look.

God, Scara just standing there giving you a menacing look , like he's about to eat his prey.

"Heh, the audacity..." You could hear the annoyance in his tone.

"Hah? What audacity?~" you play dumb and keep teasing him by rocking your hips against the pillow while the scene was still on.

"Stupid, slut. here I am cooking for dinner while you have your time occupied by useless things. Useless as expected. "

God, you love it when he degrades you. (if you're a masochist 🫠)

"but Kuni, I know you've done this multiple times when you're at work right-"

Before you could finish your sentence he rush towards you, Slamming the tablet aside as it shuts down automatically by the fall.

"H-HEY! MY TABLET!-"

quickly grab your hands above your head and hold your chin harshly as threat spreads around his aura right now.

"Let's see how long that pretty mouth of yours can be turn off, just like I did to that fucking tablet of yours. "

He moves his hand from your chin towards your shirt.

"if you could cum more then 3 times before 45 minutes then consider yourself lucky because I left the oven on." (He's just bluffing to pay you back-)

Your eyes widen "YOU WHA-!?"

"I won't stop till I get what I want, if you can't do that then let the house burn down along with your pitiful state, so everyone can see how much of a whore you're for my cock."

Good luck 🤞🏻

#genshin scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x female reader #scaramouche headcanons #scaramouche smut #scaramouche headcanon #xiao x reader #xiao smut #xiao genshin smut #xiao genshin x reader #xiao genshin impact #aether genshin impact #aether headcanons #xiao headcanons #xiao genshin headcanons #genshin headcanons #genshin smut

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spirit-girl-nijisanji · 8 months

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I'm sorry, I've been distant... & Don't talk about her like that!

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➼ Pairing - Ike Eveland & Luca Kaneshiro x Fem!Reader (seperately)

➼ Content - Angst/hurt to comfort, mentions of insecurities, established relationships, Ike being a soft boy and Luca being well... Luca <3

➼ ⚠️ Please remember I only write for the personas you see on your screen. I do not and will not write for the people behind the models. Please also remember that behind the models there are very real people with very real emotions. Please be respectful towards our beloved Nijisanji EN livers and do your best to separate the real people from the persona reflected on your screen. Thank you so much and enjoy the story ⚠️

➼ Summery; Overworking and snapping on you causes some issues... ꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷♡꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷♡꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷♡꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦

Ike Eveland

➼ You are one of the only solo vtubers within Nijisanji EN. You debuted as Kitsune vtuber brought from another world to watch over young children and grant luck to those who deserve it. You had been a big hit within Niji, the other talents and you got along very well and you ended up bonding deeply with a certain novelist.

The collabs you did with Ike were always full of fun and laughter, it wasn't long before the shipping began within the quilldren and your fd/n (fandom name). You and Ike always just claimed to be friends but behind the scenes, there was something much more going on. You and Ike had began dating after two months of you being Nijisanji.

Everything was going amazing in your eyes, you trusted Ike with your life and he trusted you with his. There was no trust issues and he had been helping you through so many struggles. You had always been insecure about yourself but he made you feel beautiful and loved.

You and Ike had been dating a year when you moved to live with him permanently and you loved it. A very fond memory of yours was how your friends found out about you and Ike; he had been in a discord call with the rest of Luxiem, you two hadn't told anything about your relationship yet. Not realizing he was unmuted in the call, you had come into his room to bring him a plate of caviar toast.

" Babe, here's your snack! I figured you would be hungry. " you beamed walking over to his desk and setting down the plate before giving him a kiss on the cheek.

The moment the word Babe left your lips, Ike froze. Realizing he hadn't been muted and the chatter from his genmates had completely stopped.

" IS THAT Y/N?! " the voice of the bri'ish detective rang out in your ears and you two froze seeing Ike hadn't muted himself and you just outted your relationship to his friends.

You and Ike planned to tell them, just not yet but it was a little too late..

" Hah.. Hi guys. " you spoke sheepishly. Multiple voices erupting into questions about when you got together, why didn't you tell them sooner.

After that day, the rest of Niji EN knew about your relationship and it was also revealed to the fans too, by you and Ike of course, which was met by a lot of positivity which warmed your heart.

But.. as of late, Ike seemed to always be shut in his streaming room. You hardly saw him anymore and he hardly ever slept in your shared bedroom. You had started to get concerned about him but anytime you tried to talk to him, he would wave you off and say that was busy and didn't need the distraction.

The confrontation that led to the current situation was when you had finally had enough of him avoiding you and being locked in his office all day, was the day he snapped at you;

You opened his door to see him hunched over his desk working on collab and stream ideas as well as a new novel, the dark circles under his eyes evident. You were worried sick so you walked over and you spun his chair around to face you, only to be met by Ike's irritated green eyes,

" Y/N I told you that I was busy and not to come into my office didn't I? " he said in a tired but frustrated tone

" I know but Ike you've been locked in this office for days, I hardly see you anymore. It wouldn't kill you take a break. " You retorted, worry etched on your face

Ike let out an irritated sigh, he looked up at you and brushed your hands off his chair turning back to his desk to continue his work,

" Y/N I am busy please leave my room. "

You glared at him and grabbed the back of Ike's chair and started dragging it to his door before he shot up out of his chair and grabbed onto your wrist, his green eyes now glaring down at you angrily before yelling,

" Y/N I SAID I'M BUSY! " he snapped gripping your wrist

" I CAME IN BECAUSE I'M WORRIED IKE! " You snapped back

" NO! YOUR GETTING IN MY WAY! " He snapped, not registering that what came out of his mouth

Your eyes went wide, feeling your eyes watering, the tone of his voice caused you to flinch before you ripped your wrist out of Ike's grip and you rushed out of his room, slamming the door behind you, leaving Ike standing in his room. You sprinted into the shared bedroom you shared with Ike, slamming the door and locking the door before your back hit the door and you slid down to the floor and curdled up, hugging your knees and burying your face in your knees. The tears that had come up in your eyes now began to slip down your cheeks.

Those intrusive thoughts started to creep up, 'is he getting tired of me?', 'Am I really getting in his way?', 'Why is he still with me?', 'I'm not worth his time..' you sat in the dark in the dark room trying to calm down. But now you felt you weren't good enough for to be with Ike. Maybe you were really getting in the way.

You spent 2 weeks after he finally finished with his work ignoring him. He noticed immediately. He tried to talk to you and apologize for his actions.

" Älskling.. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean anything I said.. Please talk to me. " Ike followed you around the house trying to get you to talk to him. But you ignored him.

He figured it was time to give you space so he did. He constantly noticed your spiral. All the confidence you once had, was gone. He knew it was his fault for saying what he said. But it all came to a boil when he found you sitting on the kitchen floor at 1 am in tears,

" Y/N?! Are you okay? " he asked, concern lacing his voice as he dropped down to your side and pulling you into a tight hug.

" Why are you even with me.. I know I'm always in your way! " you said starting to fight against his hug however he refused to let go, he hugged you tight. Keeping you tight in his arms. Now whispering to you, telling you that he loved you and he never meant anything he said.

You cried into his shoulder as you listened to him tell you over and over again that he loved you and he thought you were perfect to him. ꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷♡꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷♡꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷♡꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦꒷꒦

Luca Kaneshiro

➼ You were a new nijisanji liver that came into nijisanji with a new wave, xsoleil along with Doppio Dropsythe, Hex Haywire, Ver Vermillion, Kotoka Torahime and Meloco Kyoran. The first person you had met when you joined Nijisanji was the one and only Luca Kaneshiro.

When you finally started doing livestreams regularly, most of your collabs ended up being with the mob boss. You adored his Lucubs and you knew he adored your fans. Your livestream collabs with Luca were always filled with chaos and laughter along with Lucubs and your fans saying they wish you and Luca would just get together already. You and Luca playfully flirted back and fourth all the time, well you flirted with Luca and he wouldn't pick up on it.

It was the one year anniversary from your debut and you were doing a collab playing Valorant, Xsoleil VS Luxiem. The teams had switched up after the first 4 rounds, now you, Luca, Doppio, Shu and Hex were on a team against, Vox, Ike, Mysta, Kotoka, Meloco and Ver. The round started and it was all going smoothly until you made a flirty remark towards Luca and it completely went over his head. After being taken down by Ver, you turned to read some of the superchats that came in, thanking them one by one before one completely stopping, silently reading one and you felt your heart completely shatter;

Superchat; Luca'sCape221: Seriously stop making advances towards him. He doesn't like you! Like damn. Why haven't you graduated yet, why are you still here?

You were silent for a good few minutes before the voice of Doppio snapped you out of your trance,

" Hey, VT/N (Vtuber name), You okay? " He asked making you jump before speaking,

" What? Oh um yeah I'm fine Dopi! " you replied quickly, " I have to take a quick bathroom break! " you quickly added before muting and running off to the bathroom.

~ NO ONE'S POV ~

Doppio thought it was odd that you just ran off, so when both he and Luca were killed, he started talking to Luca,

" Hey Luca, do you mind checking on VT/N's stream, she went silent while reading superchats. I think something happened. " he told the blond haired mafia boss who took action almost immediately. Turning on your stream and reading through before finding the superchats that followed with many nasty comments.

Seeing the nasty remarks from multiple people about you made his blood boil. He had only recently found out about your actual feelings and he felt the same he just didn't know how to tell you. When the match was over, he asked everyone to wait for a moment until you got back so he could say something.

~ Your POV ~

You spent a good long time in the bathroom in tears, the words from the superchat bouncing around in your mind. You tried to compose yourself so you could rejoin the collab, before you pulled up your stream and looked at the chat, seeing the flood of nasty remarks coming in, you broke down again.

After a moment, you decided to return to stream. Putting your headphones on and unmuting yourself as you spoke saying you were ready for the next game, internally groaning hearing the shaking in your voice when you spoke. Before anyone could say anything else Luca spoke up,

" Actually I wanna say something before we continue, it's important. " he spoke and everyone went silent so Luca could speak.

" Okay so, while VT/N was gone on her bathroom break, I looked at her chat. I wanna say that I am absolutely disgusted by how many nasty comments there were about her. For your information, I do happen to like her so let's shut that down right now. " He spoke in a very stern tone,

The group went completely silent, you didn't even notice that tears started to fall once again listening to Luca rant and scold those who left nasty comments in your chat.

" I do not want to see any other nasty comments like that in her chat again and I will be checking. If I see so much as one, you'll be banned by ME personally. " the normally bubbly blond said, remembering you had made him a mod in your chat. The comments filled with comforting words from both your own fanbase and Lucubs. You sniffled, catching the attention of your teammate, Shu.

" Hey, don't cry VT/N.. We got your back. " He told you in a soothing voice followed by the comforting words from your other friends and genmates. Through the chaos, you heard your phone beep, looking down, you looked at the notification and saw Luca's name;

Discord chat: Lucar Kaneshiroe: Hey, I meant what I said. I do really like you. VT/N: I... really..? Lucar Kaneshiroe: Yeah! Hey, I'm gonna have you fly up to see me so we can go on a proper date! :3

You felt your cheeks heat up while reading the messages,

Discord chat: VT/N: Y...you really don't have to do that Luca, I could pay my own way to see you! Lucar Kaneshiroe: Nope! I'm gonna pay for you to come and spend a couple weeks! " VT/N: There's no talking you out of this is there? Lucar Kaneshiroe: Nope! VT/N: Well okay but um.. we're not done with the collab Luca Lucar Kaneshiroe: ... SHIT!

You turned back to the collab, both you and Luca apologized for going silent and the collab continued, every time you noticed a nasty comment come up, it disappeared just as fast as it popped up. And each time a chat from a certain someone popped up;

Luca Kaneshiro [NIJISANJI EN]: Not today satan! VT/N IS POG! Don't tall about her like that!

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I hope you like it~! I dunno if it's as good as it could be but I did my best~!

#nijisanji en #luxiem #nijisanji en x reader #ike eveland #ike eveland x reader #luca kaneshiro #luca kaneshiro x reader

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ircn-dad · 2 years

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One thing I love about Irondad is that Tony -despite his past with Howard- is not cold with Peter, and is not ashamed to admit how much he cares for the kid (in his way, ofc).

People always judge Tony's character is Homecoming because "Hah!! Stark doesn't care about him! He ignored for two months!! He's the worst!"

Can I Start saying that that man right here wasn't in the right mood to mentor a kid right after civil war? He saw his parents die, he saw his friend almost killing him in rage and then had to deal with the breakup of the Avengers and the whole Rhodey's situation. He probably thought it would be better for both to not be in contact, because while Tony wants to heal, he also want Peter to not be like him.

Think about it: After civil war, Tony was a disaster and all of this because he was an Avenger. Of course the man wouldn't want Peter to be like him, not when Tony's life went down hill since the first day as Iron Man. He doesn't want that life for a fifteen years old kid, so he leaves Peter with Happy and everyone is safe.

Not because he doesn't want the kid around, but because he thinks it's the best for the kid to not be around a billionaire with severe anxiety and a little bit narcissistic.

Tony never showed any discomfort around Peter, since their first scene together. He has always been interested in the kid, and was the one one who understood Peter, as Peter said him self in the infinity War novelization.

(I won't start saying how everyone blames Tony for "manipulating" Peter and bringing him into a war. Just know that is incorrect, and Tony would never bring a kid in a war, because that wasn't meant to be a fight. Tony brought Peter so that -his words, not mine- he could web them up if they tried to escape. He never thought about ending up with a broken arm and with Rhodey who can't walk anymore)

Anyway, returning to the subject, I think we can all agree on one thing: Peter is not aware of how Tony actually cares about him. But not because Tony is an asshole and hates him, but because of one reason:

1. Peter in homecoming only wanted to prove himself. He desperately wanted Tony to see the potential in him, so during all the movie he he acted so that Tony could be proud of him, but at the same time when Tony complimented him he didn't even showed gratitude. He was blinded by wanting to show the man what he was worth for that he didn't notice Tony was always proud until the very end.

I don't think the main problem is in fact Tony because as we see, and Peter can't, he actually already invested in Peter's life.

He listens to the voicemails, remembers them and always kept an eye on him, even during his journey to India (TO RECOVER HIM SELF FROM CIVIL WAR Y'ALL).

And can I say something more? Tony isn't afraid to think Peter as his son. Often, in the Fanfics, we always see Tony panics because him and Peter became closer and he's scared how he could be like Howard to the kid. The second part is right, but he would never panic about thinking Peter as his son. Actually, he doesn't mind and already thinks the kid as his responsibility.

It's actually funny and cute how he says "My father never really gave me a lot of support and I'm just trying to break the cycle of shame" because all I see is a man who was neglected and abused by his father, and hated the idea of having a child because of this (remember that scene in IM3 where he flinches at the only thought of having one) until he met Peter. He decided to be better because of him, he wanted to change because of him.

When he says "I sound like my father" my heart broke because no, YOU DON'T YOU SILLY.

These two phrases demonstrate how he's not afraid to tell the kid he sees himself like a father for him. Ofc he's scared because he doesn't want to end up as his own father, but he is ready to be a good role for Peter when he will finally be healed from civil war.

He's not cold, he's not distant towards Peter and even though he's afraid of ruining the kid and his childhood, he already loves him.

Homecoming was a new start for both of them and I believe that in the two years between Infinity war and Homecoming they were not afraid to tell each other how much they cared (again, on their way because even I think it's pretty weird imagining tony saying "I love you you're my son" to Peter or Peter saying "Yes you're my dad adopt me" because that's so out of character).

Every interaction they had in infinity war screamed that. You can clearly see how much the kid is now comfortable with the man, is not shy around him, and is not scared to talk to him; you can also see how Tony has become more protective of Peter. Literally everything he says or does screams "don't touch this kid or I will kill everyone in this room and then my self" (I mean, that's what he did in endgame, no?)

at last, I want to appreciate this scene because it's not appreciated enough:

Strange is literally assuming Tony is Peter's guardian, and the way Tony crosses his arm, assuming this defensive pose to protect him self when he said "I'm confused as to the relationship here" because he wants to know what Strange has to say about them, ready to answer and to kick his ass out of the flying donut if he says something bad about Peter or about their relationship. Or the fact he always has something to answer to Strange, but this time he stays silent and doesn't even try to explain who is Peter when he asks he is his ward because that's his kid and so many other things he doesn't know how to explain.

Also, Peter saying an awkward and quick no while staring at Tony will never not be cute for me. It's like this already happened before and someone already pointed out how they look father and son together, and Peter is not even that embarrassed. He's just confused why everyone keeps thinking they are father and son (but not unhappy)

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Hi! For your hillbilly AU, I think I remember you saying you might give the turtles jobs around town? If so, I would like to humbly submit some suggestions:

Lefty: Vet tech at the the only veternarian for 100 miles. They handle everything from housepets to livestock to random injured wildlife. (Lefty usually has a stomach of steel, but he threw up the first time someone brought in a turtle that had been hit by a car. He demanded to help treat it though, and the vet figured it would be good for him to have the experience if [god forbid] he or his family ever needed it). This also means Leo knows everybody who owns an animal in this community, and hears all the gossip.

Dolly: Mechanic. This one seems obvious, but what if Dolly specialized in like big farm equipment, especially John Deere stuff, because up until last year that company was really bad about only letting people get that stuff repaired at "authorized" repair places, so Dolly is really good at getting around that kind of bullshit.

Merle: line cook at the best restaurant in town. Maybe he works at a diner or a barbecue place. Whatever food passes through his hands tastes like mana from heaven. He guards his recipes like they're state secrets. Bonus points if he gets to use fun, hard-to-parse diner language.

Robin: ... I'm really not sure. Maybe as the oldest, he spends most of his time helping his dad with their farm. I could also see him being a bouncer for the local bar, or working at a local daycare, but I don't have anything specific for him in mind.

Just some ideas! An intrinsic part of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles has always been the fact that they are New Yorkers, Big City Folk, so its really interesting to see that thrown out the window in your AU!

I LOVE ALL THESE

for lefty i think ill go with part-time receptionist at a vet but he's passionate about animals. i think that would be a really sweet trait for him. OH GOD if he saw an injured turtle he'd need therapy i think

dolly: i had no idea john deere was like that but thats typical of big companies so im not surprised. :,D i think it'd be cool if he runs a repair shop on their farm and helps their neighbors when their equipment breaks down. dolly has to drive merle and lefty to work too

merle: would work as a line cook! i think ill go with a diner thats only kind of good but all the locals think its the best thing in the world. april could be his co worker and wait tables :0

robbin would probably be better suited to work on the farm, maybe with cassandra! someone's gotta keep it up and it's not gonna be their pa.

HAh that's true! i've said before but i was just inspired to draw more nature and country scenes and also rottmnt. this was my excuse to do a lot of that and make jokes about where i grew up. thank you again for all these suggestions, im more than likely gonna use some of these!

#pal talks #rise hillbilly au #rottmnt hillbilly au

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OMG I JUST READ THE MAGICIAN POST AND SAW THE LITTLE THEY DON'T KNOW Y/NS WEARING MY CLOTHES THING AND THOUGHT WHAT IF AMIR WEARS Y)NS CLOTHES INSTEAD!?!!????!

Like Maybe he could sleep over or something and borrow their clothes or the classic "it's raining let me lend you my coat" type scenario or he borrows their clothes because his are soaked by rain ASGFECJJZXFDEKL

Also to expand on y/n giving their coat to him maybe they see he likes it so much they kinda just let him keep it and say something cute like "you just look so cute in my coat". Also the coats a bit bigger on him since y/ns a bit taller AFFSRHBSSDLSKAS. Sorry if this was too long or didn't make since feel free to ignore this I just really wanted to ramble about amir with his darling. <3

OOOH that´s such a big-brained idea I love it!!!

gn reader

tw yandere, obsession

Amir wearing your clothes

Amir wearing your clothes has become such a regular thing by now that it´s sort of hard to remember how it all started. It was on an evening after you two had spent the day together, maybe watching a movie at the local cinema. It´s something they had never done before so in their anticipation and excitement, Amir hadn´t remembered to bring a coat with them in case it got chilly later on

And so, as you two stepped out of the warm cinema and into the cold night air, he couldn´t help but feel a little cold. Not wanting to worry or bother you, he doesn´t tell you of this fact. You were still excitedly rambling about the movie the two of you had just seen, recounting some of your favorite scenes, that he couldn´t bring himself to interrupt you

So he did the only thing he could to try and stop the cold from spreading across his body ( in hindsight wearing a crop-top was probably not the best idea) and wrapped his arms around his midriff to stay warm. It was still cold but a bit more manageable

You of course were quick to notice this and almost immediately realized what was going on

“Are you cold, Amir?”

He in turn timidly shook his head, trying to deny it so as to not worry you, when his body betrayed him by shivering right as he was about to say something

You merely shook your head and shrugged off the coat you were wearing.

“ There´s no reason to lie when you´re not feeling good. Here, you can have my coat. I´m not feeling too cold myself.”

They hesitate a bit, glancing up at your face to make sure it truly was okay with you but when he saw the reassuring smile on your face, urging them to take the coat, he relented and took it from you

His hands were trembling, not from the cold this time but rather the ecstasy he felt from holding something that you had worn before. You had so graciously offered him something precious like this, he almost couldn´t believe it! Was he really worthy of wearing something that belonged to you?

Well, they also belonged to you so maybe Amir could take this as a sign that you were trying to claim them as your own? If that was the case then they would not be able to refuse you! They want nothing more than to be yours so they enthusiastically put on your coat

Immediately they feel warmer but it´s questionable if it´s only from the coat itself or the fuzzy feeling that is slowly spreading inside their body. Immediately they feel comforted

Hah, they can even smell your scent on this! He tries not to be too obvious when he inhales deeply to be fully surrounded by your scent

There´s definitely a pink flush to his cheeks as he meekly thanks you for your help

“Don´t worry, it´s no big deal. Actually, you can keep it. You look very cute wearing my coat like that”

If their cheeks were red before then you can´t compare it to how they look right now. You called them cute! Their heart feels so full and they can´t stop smiling the entire way home. They´re so happy!

#yandere x reader #amir x reader #yandere amir x reader #yandere oc #oc #oc x reader #oc: amir #yandere cupid #yandere #cw yandere #cw obsession #yandere oc x reader #gn reader

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creative-kny-fics · 3 months

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hihihiuhiiui!!!!! i really want some sanegiyuu tickles, maybe with lee!giyuu and ler!sanemi? and you can choose the scenario

feel free to decline!!

I like SaneGiyuu, so yes 😻 (The premiere of the new season is approaching, so in honor of that... Remember that there is a scene where Giyuu and Sanemi fight with wooden swords? Well...)

Ler: Sanemi Shinazugawa

Lee: Giyuu Tomioka

'Well... It could have been worse... Giyuu-San will probably give me a talk of respect for what I did... I deserve it, I guess...', he gave a sigh and raised his head, he didn't lack a lot to get to.

He was nervous, with previous training he already had an idea of how tough and difficult it was to become a hashira, even if Giyuu had some appreciation for him, he couldn't confuse those feelings.

This was the battlefield, not one of those talks they often had on weekends or during the days off they had.

'What is that sound?', he ran over and hid behind some bushes, he tried not to make noise, he didn't want to be discovered.

The voices were clear, they were Sanemi and Giyuu, they were training with... Wooden swords?

It was incredible, he didn't remember if he had seen anything like it before. 'Alright... It's time to use our fists until-!'

'WAIT WAIT WAIT!!', Tanjiro came out of his hiding place and stood in front of Giyuu, making Sanemi retreat. 'Damn, I'm not supposed to be around you... What are you doing here Kamado?'

'I came to train with Giyuu-San, but it seems you two haven't finished training yet. But I won't allow you two to fight using fists! Aren't there supposed to be fights between hunters and hashiras...?', Sanemi and Giyuu looked at each other and sighed, nodding.

'What do you plan for us to do?! Let's play rock, paper, scissors to decide who won!? Oh I know! Let's have a tickle fight and the first one to shout "uncle" is the winner!'

'It's not a bad idea...'

'I'm being sarcastic, I'd rather die than let this idiot touch me...'

Sanemi didn't plan on staying there any longer, mainly because he remembered that neither he nor Tanjiro could be in the room. same place together.

Giyuu and Tanjiro watched Sanemi walk away, after seeing each other for a while, Giyuu patted Tanjiro's head. 'Don't worry, Tanjiro, don't worry about Shinazugawa, apparently he's too much of a coward to agree to that...'

Sanemi stopped, turning around and almost running towards Giyuu to grab him by his uniform tightly. 'What the fuck did you just say...?'

'What you heard. I'm not going to repeat it twice, now if you'll excuse me, I have to train with Tanjiro. We will see the winner in the next training session...'

'Ooooh of course not! Do you want a fucking tickle fight?! WELL YOU'LL HAVE A FUCKING TICKLE FIGHT!!'

Giyuu opened his eyes a little, surprised, but agreed, asking Tanjiro to step aside and let him be the judge, so he must have been paying close attention.

'Alright, the first one to make the other scream for mercy or shout "uncle" is the winner. You better pay attention Kamado!' 'Y-yes! Well... Eeeeh... Start! I guess...?'

Tanjiro had to cover his eyes, sand was getting in, he couldn't see anything, he only heard the footsteps of both hashiras around him, running in circles and then walking away.

He rubbed his eyes and the sight was better, Giyuu was running backwards, crouching or jumping when Sanemi got close enough to him and tried to grab or push him. 'HAH! DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU WILL WIN TOMIOKA?! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!'

'You shouldn't be too trusting...', Giyuu held Sanemi by the shoulders, using one of his legs to "sweep" him, managing to knock Sanemi down and straddle his hips.

Tanjiro dropped his jaw, everything was so fast, a few seconds ago he saw both of them trying to throw each other to the ground and now, it seemed that there was a clear winner.

Sanemi was also surprised, but there was a huge difference, well, maybe it wasn't that much, but unlike Giyuu, Sanemi has been an older brother and it is not the first time that he has had to "teach a lesson" to the one who tried to tickle him. . 'Alright, go ahead, this is a fight, right? Let's see if you can tickle me properly... IF I DO THIS!!'

In one quick movement, Sanemi brought his hands to Giyuu's armpits, laughing when his arms were next to his torso, trying to prevent him from tickling him.

Even Tanjiro noticed how Giyuu was fighting his smile, hugging himself, shaking his head. 'There is! What's happening?! You already had me! Come on Tomioka! Fight against me!'

'T-thihis is che-eheating...!! I-it wahas supposed to... GRK!! We were su-pposed to use breahaths...!!', big mistake...

A malicious smile formed on Sanemi's face, when Giyuu's gaze made contact with his, he knew that Sanemi had understood his message, but of course wrong way.

Before he could say anything, the position changed, from being above him, immobilizing him, to being below him. 'WAITWAITWAIT-!!'

'Oooooh now you're screaming?! PERFECT!! PBBBBBT!!', a long raspberry was left on Giyuu's neck.

He had a chance, Sanemi wasn't holding him that tightly, so he could counterattack! Both hands began to tickle Sanemi's ribs, trying to get him to loosen his grip, but he couldn't. 'T-this is incredible... Shinazugawa-San doesn't even seem to flinch!'

'Aaaaw, are you trying to fight back~? I'm afraid you won't be able to~', he sang before grabbing Giyuu by the wrists and pressing them to the ground.

Another raspberry, but this time in his tummy, Giyuu was glad that at least the uniform lessened the sensations a little... 'Mmmm, you're laughing a lot, but you're not begging!', well, at least the uniform helped in the first round of raspberries.

Giyuu's eyes widened, this time there was no way, as if that were not enough, Sanemi had freed his wrists just to be able to accompany the tortuous sensation of the raspberries with some squeezes on his sides that went down to his hips and up to his lower ribs.

'SHINAHAZUGAHAWAAA!! STOHOHOHOP!!!'

'You said we should fight using breaths, that's what we're doing, right?! Besides, you agreed to the conditions, if you want me to stop, ask for mercy or shout "uncle", otherwise I won't stop~', Sanemi turned his gaze towards Tanjiro who nodded, they were the rules and they couldn't change them.

But Giyuu didn't plan to let Sanemi defeat him like that, he tried to stop his hands, prevent the raspberry from being deposited on his exposed belly, try to kick him somewhere and thus get some advantage, nothing helped.

'Well, I guess I should be more cruel then... I've been being very gentle with you...', 'gentle'?! If that was being gentle, he didn't imagine what it was to be cruel.

Before he could even get some air, Sanemi turned Giyuu over, sitting on his calves, laughing in anticipation as Giyuu began to struggle to pick him up or turn around. 'What's happening? Don't you want me to tickle you here~? Well, as I repeat, I want to win, so if you don't want me to tickle you here, give up!'

Giyuu's response was a growl. 'NEVER!!!', that was his sentence.

'Poor Giyuu-San...', Tanjiro whispered as he watched Giyuu desperately hit the floor, sometimes covering his mouth to stop the laughter from coming out. 'THIHIHIS IS SO UNFAHAHIHIHIR!! I CAHAHAHAN'T MOHOVEHEHE!!!'

'Is it that bad~? And what do you think will happen if I take your socks away? I guess there's only one way to find out...~'

In one quick movement, both socks were almost half off, leaving his heels exposed, was Sanemi making fun? Yes, he was... He was enjoying watching Giyuu squeeze his toes, making the futile effort to keep his socks in place, but it all went down the drain when he felt a pinch beneath them.

'I think...' 'Hey Kamado, I want you to time how long it took to make this bastard scream for mercy!', Tanjiro nodded, starting to count.

Giyuu howled with laughter, the force of his punches increasing, covering his face as he stifled his laughter, making Sanemi angrier.

'So... I win~?', he received no response... 'Alright then...'

'AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! PLEHAHASEHEHE!!! Y-YOHOHOU WIHIHIN!! N-NO MORE!! UNCLE!! UHUNCLEHEHEHE!!!' 'Hah! So you can't tolerate tickling under your toes, huh?!'

Tanjiro stood up and took a breath, declaring Sanemi the winner of this peculiar tickle fight. Sanemi bowed and walked away, smiling proudly, leaving Giyuu lying on the floor as he tried to catch his breath.

'Giyuu-San... Is everything okay...?', he nodded, turning around and looking at the sky. Apparently, the training he and Tanjiro would have had to wait a few minutes...

#demon slayer tickling #demon slayer tickle #ler!sanemi #lee!giyuu

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blackstarchanx3new · 10 months

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Creations AU, But I obnoxiously over explain it PT 4

Pages 91-120

NO I WON'T SLEEP TONIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT

OH OH

I WANT SOME MOOOOOOOOOOOOOORE-

Lmfao Michael I know you love your dad but does he abuse you or not? He does.

He flip flops on that it seems...

Ennard is obviously upset Michael would rather hang out with a FIIIIILLLTHY HUUUUUUUMAN.

People REALLY did not get Ennard's character on webtoon so let me go into another rant if you will:

People saw this scene, of emotional manipulation and putting someone down and went

"Ooooooo Ennard's JEEEEAALLOUUUUSSSS!~"

Bro.

What are you five? Like actually? The lack of emotional maturity and awareness about just how fucked their dynamic is genuinely ASTONISHED me.

This isn't cute or silly. Ennard is being abusive and he KNOWS he is.

Ennard DOUBLES DOWN on the verbal abuse claiming literally no one other than him will understand Michael.

This isn't from a place of understanding either. This comes from a "I want to trap you with me" place.

This isn't a "Even if nobody else does, I will always have your back."

This is "Nobody other than me likes your stupid ass don't leave me or you'll have no one"

Ya know. Abuse.

Also no I'm not addressing the obvious.

I had to sit through SO MANY PEOPLE not noticing the obvious...Yall gotta sit through me being cheeky about the obvious thing going on here. :)

Alright fine.

I'll mention it fuck.

Michael has beautiful very normal eyes- UwU

Coming from THAT scene, we jump into one where Bonnie and Michael are hanging out. Because we've established they are friends too.

Haha Bonnie why are you blushing?

BONNIE.

BONNIE WHY ARE YOU BLUSHING.

They're a little zesty that's all-

Is it one sided? Are they fucking boyfriends? Who knows...

Look the straight people have comics where the entire cast is straight.

Every single one of my comics the entire casts are queer that's just how it is-

Gayness aside: Michael seems comfortable around Bonnie:

We can deduce this from MANY THINGS:

He shared his interest of plushies, something he immediately hid from Mike out of shame, WITH BONNIE.

He runs up to hug Bonnie, William had to force a hug out of Michael so maybe Michael doesn't hug everyone?

He's shared his past with Bonnie

He ONLY met with Mike because of Bonnie's nudging so he trusts Bonnie's judgment.

Micheal jests here but it's obvious this shit comes from a place of genuine concern considering how Ennard is lmfao.

Bonnie continues to be an absolute chad because if you haven't noticed he IS my favorite character in the FNAF 1 arc. He is a devine entity with no flaws.

No we're not talking about his smoking, he is perfect. He's being enabled leave him be- Also he's a robot who gets no ill affects from it lmao

Also yes the screens are showing LOZ and animal crossing stuff hah. I liked LOZ even back when I made these pages. We had no idea what that'd evolve into....

Bonnie also references the other Freddy from Circus Rentals again, who we saw a glimpse of earlier.

Also him and Freddy ARE good friends. Okay.

From this interaction we can gauge a lot about why Bonnie and Michael are close:

Bonnie isn't controlling or possessive, he cares about Michael's interests and helps him indulge in them.

He's the opposite of Ennard.

Bonnie, is a pretty good friend.

Michael's wording here is very interesting.

Bonnie's the absolute best friend. He can tell when the vibes are off. He's upfront about shit. He knows Mike HAS some kind of alter motive and doesn't really hide that from Michael. But also acknowledges Mike's kinda just fucked up right now and probably needs some support.

Also people were confused as fuck why the claw machine/Bonnie is sparking

He's skipping using tokens or smth on the machine by messing with it's power. I thought that was obvious as hell but what do I know.

Because Bonnie's a bad boy.

It is also amusing Ennard is Michael's designated daddy therapist and Bonnie is Michael's Ennard therapist. Though who's to say if Bonnie doesn't know about William's shit considering there's a LOT we don't know about Michael and Bonnie's relationship at the moment.

If you're FNAF savvy you'll recognize a lot of characters in the claw hah.

anyways Bonnie again tells SOME stuff about other people without telling their stories for them. What Bonnie left out of Michael's story will be very apparent as we go on.

Something cool I just like about Bonnie: Bro just wants both of them to be happy. He considers both of them his friends and thinks them being friends could help each other out.

Bonnie's just a bro. True to his word he's nice to just about everyone. Even someone he started off on rocky footing with.

Despite Mike's weird behavior Michael is determined to actually be a real friend to him.

So Mike's rambling but the shit on the walls is 100xs more interesting than anything he has to say rn.

Specifically the FNAF rap lyrics being on the wall. X'D

Also a bunch of Freddy doodles are seemingly mocking him.

My favorite just might be "MEOW! YOU'RE A LITTLE MEOW MEOW!"

Anyways what Mike is talking about:

William with blood on his hands is humorous because his own faults led to his kids dying.

The Bonnie panel is pretty self explanatory.

Bonnie's possessed by someone, presumably the "Jeremy" he specifically asked about earlier on.

Something to note: he asked if Bonnie knew anything about Jeremy's death. As if Jeremy's death isn't CONFORMED.

This leads to the conclusion: Jeremy's body was never found.

So Mike's mission here is becoming more clear: Find out who's putting people in robots and why, find Jeremy.

This is smth Webtoon struggled to comprehend: This series does NOT spell stuff out for you. You gotta build an understanding by paying attention. You can figure a LOT out just by reading what the characters say closely.

Hehehe...That might not be true...You are the guy who carries around a giant kitchen knife at all times aren't ya? ;)

Or maybe he just means innocent people...

This isn't the first time Mike's been an unreliable narrator/protagonist and he only continues to be as the series goes on. Something people also STRUGGLE to comprehend:

Protagonists aren't always "Good people"

Mike is a morally grey person. As are MOST of my protagonists.

Mike bribes Bonnie with his vices and manipulates people. But he's not exactly a BAD person per say. He isn't TRYING to hurt Bonnie or Michael. He doesn't have ill will towards most people.

Something HAS made itself very clear though: Mike has nothing to lose.

Mike is acting the way he does because he presumably: Has nothing and no one.

And he's in a very dark place mentally. The man has seemingly no support system when it comes to keeping him from NOT trying to off himself at a place he has AWFUL history with. So there's that.

Even further: Freddy's is established to be DANGEROUS. Mike acting the way he does makes a lot of sense considering he is basically a lamb being thrown into a lion's den of "you can't trust anyone". The way he acts keeping people at arms distance and not being too genuine with anyone makes a lot of sense considering ya know: The owner is most likely murdering people for his sick robot fantasies and he for sure could be next.

Having said all that he does bring up a good point: What WOULD be the goal of putting people in robots be?

If you've been paying close attention you probably already know the answer to this or are coming to your own conclusions. I will avoid saying for now tho. ;)

Considering Mike's words...It's WAAAY more than just this "Jeremy" person who's gone missing though.

The "You" he's talking about here is clearly Jeremy.

PARANOIA PARANOIA PARANOIA EVERYBODY'S COMING TO GET MEEEEEE-

WELCOME TO THE MIND FUCK-

Alright enough joking. Shit's going down for the second time and we know the one behind it. Mr. Funny yellow bear in the cyan jacket aka "Fredbear"?

Shit never seems to go right with him around.

The goofy doodles continue to mock Mike as he comes to this realization, the drawings becoming more sinister and oozing blood.

This is a reference to one of the scenes in the Silver eyes book/graphic novel by the way because I love referencing FNAF shit in my doofy FNAF comic.

Ya see this shit is what I meant by "I like horror in my comics"

The writings continue to mock him because they're awful.

The lyrics from the FNAF fan song "Run run" are amusing to me. XD

"Lmao you tripped" and "watch your step" - GF

are also funny.

These show that despite this being a tense scene for MIKE, the one behind this is laughing their ass off at his terror.

Also a poster of the Golden Bear trips him. Because reality is a joke.

Weirdly this bear is not wearing the same get up as the one we saw stalking Mike earlier in the comic...

Weird.

Guys gals and pals.

This is buildup. :D

The fucking boarders of the comic are oozing, SOMETHING IS COMING. Mike's so scared he just sits there and cowers for a moment, he's terrified to turn around.

I woulda shat my pants so ya know. Kudos to Mike for not doing that.

The giant bloody head is just disturbing but there's some oddities with this that we'll get into later~

I really wanted this horrific mouth to show how fresh and sticky that blood be.

Like ew.

Mike's trauma really just on full display here.

The repeating "Remember to smile" will be familiar to those who have heard the FNAF 2 phone calls (I think it's from FNAF 2 it's hard to remember. X'D)

"Remember to smile, you are the new face of Freddy Fazbear's pizza"

Easter eggs: The poster of Freddy tearing his own head off is the poster you can see while trying to spawn Golden Freddy in FNAF 1.

This bear walking is warping he floor to look like Fredbear's family dinner.

Also uh, he's a headless figure...

But is the floating head...HIS HEAD?

Also the poster mocking Mike while he cries is so hilarious to me I'm sorry I'm mean to my characters.

Mike was apparently coping with his trauma well before coming here, assumably so much so he decided he COULD come here.

Seems Mike had to mentally prepare himself to come back to this place after seeing the bite, but also Jeremy's disappearance here.

Huh, normal hallway.

Must be all good now! :D

You know you're screwed when a poster is laughing at you.

The giant head is just lurking...

Mike just resigns to asking for this nightmare to stop.

This situation is like, straight terrifying though:

You're trapped, can't leave just walking aimlessly down a looping hallway with the symbol of one of your worst memories just behind you at all times. It's not outright attacking you, just lingering making sure you're aware of it's presence.

It's like an actual nightmare.

Yeah singing a little song will help buddy.

Oh hey, Cyan jacket Yellow bear is there amongst all the others...Funny.

Oh he's pissed now.

Nothing is working. Coping mechanisms ain't working here.

Ngl the "WHAT" panel makes me laugh.

It's so absurd.

Mike is still under the impression this thing is haunting him because of his in-action.

Hehe wait-

Those teeth aren't like the one from befoooooooore...

Mike's so fed up with this.

Also the titular "It's me" line from FNAF 1 and, everywhere in the series. I had to include it.

Mike's just exhausted.

Bro is beyond exhausted at this point.

Also notice how he mentions "The dark"

you afraid of the dark Mike?

Bro's having mood swings like crazy. Not that I'd blame him I'd be pissed off if this ghost was just taunting me like this too.

Seriously tho- Mike you cracked that door with that punch is your hand okay????

Also we can note something about Mike: he's apparently right handed, or at least leans on using his right hand.

Yes that's relevant. X'D

Oh hey, Cyan jacket bear is back.

How long has Mike been putting up with seeing this bear ghost?

Huh. So even Mike notices the difference...

Mike I wouldn't touch that thing-

Mike. You stopped going to therapy!?

Apparently in the past he couldn't feel this bear. So he HAS seen it before in an alerted mental state.

And oh no it's got him-

Big ol bear hug! :D

OH. LORE.

Stuff we know but conformed for sure.

Bear is listening.

Oh. HELLO THERE. HE CAN LAUGH.

Mike's confession is real funny apparently.

Considering ALL the notes/drawings on the wall, this character is kind of a sadistic ass so this reaction makes sense.

So: They share a birthday how cute.

Oh.

That terrible day was on Mike's birthday lmfao. Ouch.

Mr. Cody bear does this to people A LOT. Often enough he knows how they usually REACT anyway.

Also there's a typo ignore that i'm not gonna fix it lmao

Aaaand the "Mike is a freak" gag comes back once again. XD

Meaning he's been watching Bonnie and Mike talk to each other...

Stalker.

He's been stalking Mike in general since he entered the damn building.

Creepy.

Oh my. Oh dear.

Lore.

Why does everyone pat Mike's pretty head????

So Cody wasn't tormenting Mike because of a vendetta: He's just an ass.

He also doesn't want an apology showing he's got SOME emotional maturity to know it wasn't Mike's fault. This kind of maturity shows off even though he might have DIED as a child, he is not STILL a child. This is in stark contrast to a character like Ennard who keeps a childish mentality towards others.

Josh Afton was the one wearing the "Foxy mask" and inadvertently killed his own brother.

WOOPS. IT WAS JUST A PRANK BRO.

Seems Cody isn't over that...Getting pissed Mike even brings up his brother. Possibly angry Mike even KNOWS that much about him?

Cody just leaves.

Mike is terrified to be left alone, he'd rather hug the bear who's been tormenting him than be alone.

They take a peek back into the room and it's darkness is OMINOUS.

Cody's eyes also flash red when he's angry or annoyed, hold onto that detail.

And with that, THE IMAGE LIMIT FOR ONE POST HAS BEEN HIT.

Hope ya enjoyed the show so far we'll pick up again when I finish my blabbing.

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theflowerofthecommonwealth · 2 years

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Sole (nb or gender neutral if possible, but any will do!) being a really good artist, who draws and paints things and scenes from before the war to show their companions?

What a great idea! 💖💖💖💖 Ive always admired people who can draw and paint things really well, I can spend hours just scrolling through other peoples art on Tumblr. Sole was truly a dedicated artist, never seen without a sketchbook in hand and a new idea on their lips. Their house in Sanctuary is completely filled to the brim with drawings and paintings of prewar places and things, kept predestined thanks to Codsworth efforts. It almost looks like a gallery of some kind, with Sole allowing their companion wander through in awe. They walk over and pick up the art piece that calls out to them most, examining it carefully.

Nick Valentine: “Heh, can almost smell it through the paper.” He commented wistfully, before him a drawing of a prewar Slocum's Joe filled with smiling people eating pastries and sipping coffee, just enjoying the moment. Call it stereotypical, but the old Nick was quite fond of a good old steaming cup of coffee and a freshly baked donut right before his shift started. Cant replicate the exact feeling anymore, but this sure brings back some good memories. “You have some real talent Kid, maybe I could use your help in witnesses sketches.”

Piper Wright: “Diamond City used to look like THAT before it became inhabited by bigoted people and corrupt politicians?” She asked with a half smirk, tapping on the side of a painting of a baseball game in the place she now calls home over 200 years later. Sole had some skill, somehow she can almost hear the crowds cheering excitedly through the canvas. “Hah, still looks loud and overly cramped, guess that hasn't changed. Think my office would be right about… there.”

Codsworth: “Oh Sir/Mum, your spouse would be so proud that you managed to capture them so perfectly.” He droned sadly over the biggest painting that happened to be of Soles spouse in their wedding suit/dress, all smiling and happy. Codsworth had seen his Master spend hours creating their many works of art and even helped with some, but this one spoke the most to him and touched his metal heart. Maybe because Sole had done it purely from memory as a way to honor their fallen lover. “They'd also be proud of how far you've come and all that you have accomplished, and that you are continuing to share your gift with others.”

Preston Garvey: “So thats what Concord looked like before the bombs hit? Damn, seems unreal.” He runs his fingers along the sketch of the un-touched city drawn from a birds eye view. How the General managed to capture the city in such a way that makes it seem like a moving photo is unknown, but he is not complaining. “Someday, we will restore the town to its former glory, you'll see. Until then, this will serve a fine reminder of what can be accomplished. Thank you General... Truly.”

Curie: “Oh! A horsie!” She exclaimed happily, gazing at a large painting of a grassy field with a magnificent black horse darting through the wind that flared it's silky mane. Curie has read many books and documents that include horses in their stories or notes, but she never actually seen one in person. Soles painting made it seem so lifelike that she feels like she can reach out and stroke its shiny hair. “It would be wonderful if we could ride such an amazing creature, you did an incredible job capturing its likeness and motion.” (Somebody get this women the finest horse in the world)

Cait: “So this is what passed as a typical family in your time?” She questioned with an unimpressed look, almost glaring at the colored drawing of a family sitting in their dining room eating breakfeast with one another. For some reason, the drawing sent a little lump in her throat when she saw the way the two parents looked at their children with such realistic and loving caring eyes. Sole did a damn good job with getting the emotion across, enough to pierce her heart. “Eh… pretty nice when you squint at it. Better than what I ever got. Well done and all that.”

Deacon: “Thats all it took to woo a girl back then? Dress up like a penguin, grab a quick bite at some fancy pants looking place, then spin her around like a top?” He asked with a wide grin, tilting his sunglasses a bit to get a better view of the colored drawing of a prewar couple dancing the evening away. Seemed very romantic, he'd almost wished to go back in time and set up something like this with Barbra. At least something close to it, she would have liked that… “You mind making one of me next? Get this gorgeous figure captured for all to see? Face would be covered of course, but still would be a fine addition to your collection.”

Danse: “This is what people would do on their free time off work? Interesting…” He commented, eyeing the painting of a prewar beach house with families swimming in the water or playing volleyball on the beach. Some of them were even just laying in the sand, asleep or watching the waves wash onto shore. They all seemed to be enjoying themselves without a care in the world, something that sadly couldn't be done anymore. But Sole did a fine enough job that he could get a good feeling on what that was once like. “It takes great skill and practice to capture something like this in great detail. Im honored you chose to show me your work, Solider.”

Hancock: “Damn. Nuka World seemed like a fine place to take the Darling and the kids, before it was infested with raiders and whatnot” He muttered in awe, practically going inside the painting of the prewar amusement park with how close he was to it. It was almost absorbing him whole, the shining of the rides and the adoring eyes of the folks. Shame the place had to go down so quickly. “Sole, you have some mighty fine talent for this sort of thing. Think maybe one day we can get a ride or two working there? That would be a trip I would gladly take.”

MacCready: “You're saying thats how the streets looked all the time? How did you even get around without running into something or someone?” He inquired, staring at a drawing of downtown Boston choked with traffic and pedestrians crowding the roads and sidewalks. It was weird to imagine the city not covered in rubble and piles of discarded trash and people just roaming around without looking over their shoulders every few minutes. “If you ask me, those people are just begging to get sniped. But thats not something they really had to be worried about back then, right?”

X6: “Must have taken great strength in the ankles to achieve such a graceful performance.” He remarked, staring straight at a painting of ballet performer dancing on stage before an audience of well dressed individuals. While he himself didn't see a good reason to spend money and time just to see someone glide across a stage in a supple manner, he could see how such an exercise could benefit ones strength and agility. Maybe he will try it one day, as part of training, of course. “Excellent work on the painting, Sir/Ma'am. A true masterpiece.” (Just imagine him doing ballet)

Strong: “Why puny human show Strong bunch of blobs and scribbles?” He points angrily at a realistic painting of an ideal Thanksgiving meal, complete with a thick and large turkey in the center. It seemed to be so real, like he could reach out and take a big chomp out of it. Yet there was no smell of fresh meat in the air. “Strong doesn't care about fake food blobs! Cant even eat them!” (He tried anyways and now there is forever a bite mark on the painting)

Dogmeat: Barks at the sight of another dog across the room, sprinting over to greet the new potential playmate or rival. He stops a few feet before them, confused on why they haven't reacted to him yet or even moved. Dogmeat had been with Sole while they were painting this very portrait of a prewar dog sitting obediently with their head tilted, but he fell asleep for most of it. The pup whines, cautiously stepping closer and taking a whiff, looking back at Sole in doggy astonishment when he realizes the other dog is a fake. “Bork?”

Moral Of the Story: If Bethesda doesn't give you enough character background or story to work with, do their job for them and make up your own to give everyone more delicious flavor. (Keep those headcanons coming y'all)

Boom! Another one down! Thank You for the request Darling!!! 💝💝💝💝

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tallyanimatez · 2 years

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ehehehehe I’m back which means I can now pester you about your feathers au >:D . All jokes aside though, it’s a really cool idea. I was wondering if you had any headcanons or general info for Heartslabyul in your feathers au. If you’d rather talk about just one character, then I’d love to hear about my boy Ace (I am not a simp I swear).

Ah hah! S I M P

I feel my brain slowly deteriorating from writing this, I'm recovering mentally o(-(

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Riddle Roseheart

Your first victim during your rookie days, you really thought you were going to hell.

He's strict with everything, from rules to security, it was surprising that you managed to bypass the "perfect" protection against outsiders ( god it was painful to hold your breath often ), and here you were, tinkering with their equipments.

You didn't have a good impression with Riddle in the first place, he called you an idiot and insulted Grim, which really determined the reason you accepted the mission from Crowley. You despise him

The mission was a failed successfully... Riddle caught on that somethings were wrong about the equipment, but he caught on too late so the outcome didn't change, however, you know he'll be on your tail.

You tried avoiding him as much as possible since you'll likely be the no.1 suspect on his list, whether you like it or not.

That was until one day, you saw him very lonely by himself during lunch, it reminded of how society always was when you chose to stay here, a huge distance.

You swallowed up your pride to go over to him and sat at the opposite chair, Riddle immediately looked up and asked why you did that. You told him it just reminded how you felt when you're younger, nobody was there for you so you sympathize with him.

Riddle was in a red mess. After denying that he was lonely and calming down after 3 hours, both of you decided to take a stroll around while you hope that you can distract Riddle long enough so you can ditch him to go back with Grim, but no matter how hard you try to shake him off, he is one clingy strawberry.

What felt like forever, the sun finally sets, both of you bid your goodbyes, Riddle hoped he could see you again.

That "see you again" never happened, he waited for you to show up, yet you never did. He tried looking for any clues of your disappearances but there was nothing! As if you were a part of his imagination...that can't be true right?

Didn't you say you were lonely? He promised he wouldn't let you go, no matter the consequences!

Trey Clover

hey @honey-milk-depresso come get your man

He became a victim of yours on accident, no questions asked.

You did feel bad since Trey was one of the few people who treat you like a normal human being even if he didn't knew who you were. Tho that was none of your concerns.

Everything started when Tweedle dumb broke a rule, since he was practically whining till your ears bled and with the lack of any targets to aim for, you followed him to met the Vice leader, Trey Clover himself.

He...was a nice person, like a big brother you never had. The warm welcome was at least nice, you felt attracted to him like a moth to a lamp.

Yet, there was something you didn't like about him, if a moth gets too close to the lamp, they might not realize that it's actually a roaring fire and turn to ashes, or more was it your paranoia because you were different.

He's annoying sometimes, you shut down many of your attempts at sabotaging certain racers, to trying to indulge in what you want to distract you for a little bit.

As much as you try to run away from the warm flames, you can't completely escape

Ace Trappola

The number one person you almost absolutely despise, no cap.

Tweedle dumb, you call him that since he often gets into trouble with other people during the racer's gathering due to how straight forward he is sometimes, but he is able resolve them with no problem and sneakily flee the scene.

Despite all the trouble he often caused along with Tweedle dumber, you consider him as one of your few friends you ever have. The first two to get to you when you're alone in a crowd and lost.

Your first ever target you hesitated to shoot, you couldn't shoot him no matter if it was needed for Grim's win, as if a part of you was saying it was immorally wrong.

At first, it really clashed with your perception since you hated this world and everything in it, you also didn't want to be noticed by outsiders for too long before your name has a standing on these grounds. You tried making many distractions and excuses to brush off Ace.

However, Ace was very quick witted so eventually he caught up with your schemes and told it straight to your face , so you couldn't run away any longer and chose to stay with him.

You're worried that he might catch on about your true identity sooner or later, or he might already know who you are. You know Ace is smart, no matter how much of a dumbass he looks, looks are deceiving.

He might have more alternative motives to keep you with him than letting you go~

Deuce Spade

Tweedle dumber, the end.

Deuce is...not that bright compared to Ace. Hell, you even think he knows nothing when you just decide to disappear in the crowd just to throw him off.

Your first few friends, the one who is willing to beat anyone up if they dare say an insult to you. For the sake of your sanity, you had to stop him multiple times from almost making many many racers get their bones crushed or wings injured.

But for the lack of brains, he definitely makes it all up in the brawns. Deuce physical stamina is no joke, he is still able to catch up once he spots you, no matter how fast you run so you have to give up on physical escape as it's a death wish.

From what you've heard about his stories, he was a delinquent before due to how his scores didn't match his hard work of studying, until he overheard his mom talking to his grandma in tears if she failed to be a good mother. From that day on, he swore to never make his mother cry and pursue to become a great mage. You wanted to laugh at the last few words, but an effort is an effort and you'll respect that.

In recent days, Deuce started to insist on helping with heavy gears or equipment whenever he sees you carrying them or tinkering with them, even though he's actually helping you with sabotaging without realizing it, you declined his offer as you don't really need it.

If the door is shut, it stays shut. He cannot budge it without the wits to do it.

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Authors note: My brain is running on auto pilot when I write everyone in this dorm.I already have Cater on a separate post so you guys can check here, I won't be including him here cause too much brain power.

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