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battydora · 10 months

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synopsis: they lose a bet and they have to take a shot from your breasts (inspired by: this tiktok)

cw: suggestive, drabbles, modern au, human hantengu (i refer to them as demons anyways lol), gn. reader (afab), written with a chubby reader in mind, reader has big breasts, pet names, consensual, mentions of alcohol, drinking games, teasing, + sekido's confession

note: i saw that tiktok and can't stop thinking about it, so i decided to do it with hantengu clones, self indulgent because i want to stop feeling insecure about my chest and i need them to drink a shot from my tiddies, yeah that'll do it. i wanted to do this only with sekido but the others can join too bye im so gross about these four (btw sekido is my favourite so his part is longer, i'm not sorry) btw karaku is shamelessly dirty lmao i love him

UROGI

"haha! you lost, urogi!" karaku's voice yelled as he jumped from his seat on the ground, throwing his cards to the table out of excitement.

"ah, screw you, karaku" the joy demon complained, also throwing his cards to the table aswell looking rather annoyed, side eyeing you. he hid the fact of actually being excited about losing a bet, i mean, with a bet like that who would like to win? whatever's the case, he remained calm and collected despite everything.

"oh that's a shame" your voice spoke, sarcasm asserting presence in your tone, you were obviously not against the idea, you agreed this from the very beggining because, come on, how could you not take the chance of any of these four to bury his face into your chest?

you grab the little glass and the bottle of vodka from the table and start serving a shot. the four demons dagged their glares at you as you unbottoned a... suggestive amount of bottons of your shirt, a little smile growing on your face as you -tried to- hide your excitement for the upcoming events. you grabbed the glass and stuck it between your breasts, your hands pushing both of them together so the glass didn't pour. urogi, sekido, aizetsu and karaku looked at you a bit astonished, sekido glares away quickly, aizetsu stares for a few seconds before also looking away and karaku looks at urogi with a devilish grin, almost encouraging him. urogi didn't hesitate and, with a wide smile, walked towards you and knelt infront of you.

"okay babe, are you ready?" he asks, clearly full of confidence, he seemed excited, like a small child who just got gifted a candy.

"i was born ready" you teased pushing your chest closer to him, he flinched slightly, his eyes widen just as his smile in response, however, he was no chicken. his hands were about to hold your waist but karaku stopped him instantly, a grin on his face.

"ah, ah. no hands!" you both look at him, then at eachother. you smirked once again and winked at urogi, challenging, he only chuckled as a response and, with his hands well hid behind his back, he buried his face in your chest. he missed a few times before actually getting to the glass, his tough lips made contact lightly with your chest, making him laugh just a little bit, you bit your lower lip with a grin as you saw him struggle. you giggled as he took the glass out and threw his head back drinking the liquid within the glass, now grabbing it with his hand.

he sighed out a laugh after, shaking his head due to the alcohol burning his throat. he looked directly into your eyes with a wide smirk.

"now that was fun!"

KARAKU

"oh man, come on!" karaku throws his head back as his hands slam the table, grunting at loosing to aizetsu "you cheated!"

"you can't accuse me of that, you cheated in the first place" aizetsu protested, putting his cards down calmly "stick to the consequences"

"yeah, you're no one to speak, karaku" your teasing voice said, as you crossed your arms with a grin, karaku's annoyance dissapeared in less than a second when he shrugged and smiled back at you.

"ah, as if the consequences were so terrible anyways. let me see 'em babe!" he was shameless while asking, you laugh at him before unbottoning your upper buttons, exposing your bare chest only covered by your bra, his eyes and smile widen in excitement, he looked like a puppy.

"you will excuse me" he added taking the bottle and glass to fill it himself and stuck it between your boobs, you laughed at his lewd and fun look on his face when he stared at your chest "cheers!"

those were the last words you heard from him before he buried his face in your breasts, purposefully staying in place for a few seconds wrapping the glass with his mouth to have you close for a little longer.

"get it over with, karaku!" sekido was the one to scold the green eyed for staying there for more time that he should have, not that you minded tho.

so, just to tease both sekido and karaku, your hands pushed your boobs up just so karaku would sink in them even more, his laughter was muffled by his mouth being busy with a glass to then finally pull it away and drink the alcohol within. he took the little glass and chuckled with his precious laugh and looked at sekido.

"in your face, sekido!"he mocked and the red eyed just grunted, looking away. karaku then looked at you "sorry babe, i'm tempted, can i give any of your buddies a hickey?" he shamelessly asked, your eyes widened as you saw from the corner of your eye how sekido and aizetsu grossed out at him, which only made you laugh out loud.

"yes baby boy, go ahead" you heard an annoyed 'oh come on! you're disgusting!' coming from sekido aswell as you heard urogi laughing at the whole situation, granting you some sort of satisfaction, this was fun.

"man, cheating was so so worthy!" karaku cheered to himself before putting his mouth to use again.

SEKIDO

"this is ridiculous, i'm not doing it." sekido is the first one to make an objection against the bet HE accepted.

"oh no! you're not backing away like a coward!" urogi laughs at him, shaking his head.

"yeah, man, you can't bet and then not confront the consequences" karaku backs up urogi, laughing at sekido's face right now, man's infuriated.

"shut up both of you!" he states loudly, crossing his arms, avoiding any sort of eye contact with you, he is denial... and embarassment.

"you accepted the challenge, sekido. don't be a pussy" you say now, your elbow resting on the living room table, your face is one of amusement and your eyes locked on the anger demon. he does not answer to you so karaku speaks again.

"if you're not gonna do it, i will" his grin is devilish, he tries to touch a nerve in sekido. the red eyed demon turns to him absolutely furious, more than he normally is.

"fine, shut up, let's get this over with" he grunts and sighs, karaku laughs at him.

"that's the attitude, i knew you weren't so stubborn to let this chance pass by" urogi teases now, you laugh at all the teasing to the poor sekido and serve the drink in the small glass. the red eyed simply groans and decides to ignore them, now putting his attention solely on you.

he kneels infront of you, his knees glued to eachother and fists sitting on them almost shyly, he frowns at you but then looks down, avoiding looking at you, only for a second until he notices you begin to unbotton your shirt, then is when he becomes nervous, he tries so hard to not look at your chest, he is already so embarassed for doing this and can barely look at you. he can't avoid it any longer and eventually lifts his gaze and takes a look at the glass sitting between your big breasts, a beautiful black bra cupping them so prettily. the view is arousing and makes sekido actually thirsty. you stare at his astonished look and make him snap back by pressing your chest lightly.

"what's the matter? gonna try to chicken out again?" you tease in a playful and sweet voice, making the blush on sekido's face grow wider. he gulps and responds.

"of course not, i'm no coward"

he builds up courage from his own words and leans to your chest, his face flushes in dark red when his skin touches yours as he tries to catch the glass with his mouth and pull it out as soon as possible to end this embarassment. his hand lands on your thigh for support (yeah, support...) squeezing softly before finally pulling out the little thing out of your chest, throwing his head back drinking the alcohol in it. the hand touching you takes the glass and slams it to the table.

"done." yep, you definitely enjoy when he's upset like he is in this very moment, his fanged grimace remaining on place as he returns to his seat, avoiding eye contact with you for the rest of the night, because he knows you're looking at him with that look, that exact look you make when you want to tease someone. not that he feels disgusted, he just doesn't want to lose himself infront of his friends.

later that night, you stay over at the hantengu's place, karaku, urogi and aizetsu went to bed a little bit tipsy from a fun night and you're about to do the same until you come across sekido in the hallway, he is dressing the loose t-shirt and shorts he uses as pijamas, his angered expression looking strangely soft right now, or maybe you are imagining it, the hallway is dark and the alcohol in your system is not entirely gone.

"hey, i just wanted to say, i wouldn't mind taking another shot from that chest of yours anytime" he states confidently but in a low voice, the statement surprises you but you play along, whispering some words in response.

"oh yeah? what changed your mind? you seemed vexed carrying out the bet earlier" you look directly into his deep red eyes, he frowns before answering.

"i don't like being watched, those bastards were putting a lot of pressure, i didn't enjoy it as i wanted to"

"aw you're adorable" you say, smiling playfully. you walk to him, standing only a few centimeters away from him, your hand landing on his muscular chest and going down, teasingly "how about we go to your room and try again? bet you'll enjoy it accordingly this time" his angered expression changes for an instant when a teeth showing grin appears on his face, nodding in agreement.

"i would love to rip off that pretty black bra after"

AIZETSU

"do i really have to do this...?" the sorrow demon asks, as if he could back away now that he is kneeling in front of you, chest on full display, a glass of vodka already waiting for him.

"i mean, can you really chicken out now?" karaku says, chuckling to himself.

"yeah, you have to do it" urogi follows, giggling knowing aizetsu has the fattest crush on you and that this was definitely not in his plans.

"i guess i don't have other choice..."

his lips are twisted in an awkward grimace, his face is red as sekido's eyes, he is so ashamed and embarassed right now, he just wants to end this.

'why do i get myself in these situations...' he thinks to himself, trying not to panic as he leans forward, his hands are shyly sitting on his lap.

he is a sweetheart, he loves you (and desires you) deeply but he will do anything in his power to have the littlest touch with your breasts as possible, even if you consented to this. he is very respectful of you no matter the circumstances. however, he kinda fails his commitment because the glass is unfairly buried in your chest (you did that on purpose to tease him, poor thing) so he had a hard time getting it. after some hard work, he finally manages to pull the glass out and drink the alcohol within, his face is red as ever and his eyes avoid yours at all costs.

"d-done, i'm going to my room now, excuse me"

"oh, aizetsu, man come on! it's okay!" urogi tries to cheer him up but the blue eyed already headed to his room, you start to feel lowkey bad for him, what if he didn't like it?

"i feel bad now... was that really okay? he seemed upset" you say with a guilty tone, furrowing your brows, thinking you might've ruined the night for aizetsu.

"no babe don't feel bad! ... i'm not sure if we should tell you this but-" karaku begins to talk but is soon shut by sekido interrupting him.

"the dumbass has a crush on you, it's so dang obvious" he grunts crossing his arms, his revelation actually surprised you, i mean aizetsu kinda hit on you in past situations but you may not have noticed it because his signals were a bit subtle, so it wasn't so obvious for you, maybe to them it was because they're his closest friends.

"oh... is that so?" you ask, still a bit shocked.

"yeah" karaku speaks again "so, if i were you, i would check on him" he smiles rising a brow at you with a smug smile, clearly suggesting you should have some alone time with the blue eyed.

"yeah! we won't bother you" urogi chuckles, winking at you.

"just don't make too much noise or i'm kicking you out" sekido adds, frowning.

you try to hide your blushing face laughing amusingly at them, you loved these dorks so much, supporting you in this whole thing, maybe the night isn't exactly ruined, more seems like it just begins.

thanks for reading!

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soobnny · 1 year

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24 hour stream — lhs.

trope. established relationship. streamer!au

synopsis. you think it’s adorable how heeseung seems to be fighting his exhaustion in favor of being with you as you finish your twenty-four hour stream (1.1k words)

warnings. none

note. hello this is totally self indulgent but enjoy streamer!heeseung making an appearance again cos i miss writing streamer content >:( btw thank u to user notrenes i got inspired by that clip u sent of quarterjade and masayoshi i love them truly

[4:27 AM]

The monitor of your computer is bright, reflecting rather harshly on your face as you fight to keep awake while entertaining chat. The room is much lonelier than it was hours ago – Winter and Ningning had dropped by earlier to join you for your stream, playing in real life games and taste testing hot wings on different scales of spicy.

They left with Winter’s upset stomach grumbling and Ningning laughing as she escorted the pair of them back to their shared home. After they left, you decided to queue up some Valorant to shave some time off of your 24-hour goal.

Currently, your clock is mockingly situated by your set-up, screaming the time and reminding you that you only have a few hours left until you’ve accomplished your 24-hour stream. You had long finished Valorant and were just talking to chat, searching for another game that you could play by yourself that’s still entertaining to the people viewing your stream.

To battle the exhaustion and tiredness in your system (with the hint of a headache you had briefly mentioned to chat), you decide that playing a horror game would be an appropriate choice. Chat’s been requesting you do a horror stream for a while, and you realize now might be a good time to do it.

You first hear it midgame, when you’ve paused to recover from the horrifying monster design that was chasing your character. Your head snaps towards the direction of your door, staring at it to see if you’ve heard right. Thinking that it was just part of the background soundtrack of the game, you turn back to your monitor.

The second time, it’s unmistakable.

“I think someone’s knocking on my door, chat.”

As if to confirm your suspicions, the knocks come back and in goes Lee Heeseung, your bleary and half-asleep boyfriend who makes his way towards where you’re sat.

“Hi!” You greet him, surprised he was still awake at this hour. He had just done a long stream and finished only a few hours ago – you assumed he wouldn’t be awake until afternoon. Maybe something had woken him up?

It doesn’t take long before Heeseung’s plaguing your monitor with his presence, breezing his lips across your forehead to press a soft kiss on your cold skin. Then, placing a careful hand on your shoulder, he hands you a newly refilled bottle of water and a pill.

“Here, take some medicine.” Heeseung pays no mind to chat, pushing his hand in your direction and offering you a strict gaze before a warm smile follows. You take it from him confused, staring down at it before you look back at your boyfriend. “You came here just to give me medicine?”

“You mentioned on-stream that your head was aching.”

“You were watching my stream?” Even after years of being in a relationship with Heeseung, he never failed to trigger your heart into a million cartwheels.

Heeseung hums, eyelids starting to drop again and your heart warms at the sight of him trying to fight it. “Now drink up and get better, okay?” You nod your head, placing the medicine on your tongue before swallowing it down.

“Oh, it’s so cold.” You say in amusement when your hands make contact with the bottled water, immediately placing it down by your side after taking a few gulps. Then, your lips drop into a pout, holding onto his hand which he happily offers. “Babe, I’m so tired.”

“Do you want coffee?” Heeseung offers thoughtfully, looking down at you and giving you every bit of his attention despite exhaustion chasing after him.

“No, I don’t think so.”

“I can make you one. No?”

You hum. “It’s okay.”

“Alright. Are you cold?”

“Only a little.”

It seems your response triggers Heeseung to leave your room briefly (not without a kiss on the crown of your head) before coming back with one of his hoodies, wrapping you in its incredibly soft cloth.

Your boyfriend’s sweet gestures don’t go unnoticed, causing an instant frenzy in your chat.

heeyn4ever: the way i cried

imgaylol: MUST BE NICE

breadlover: where’d my toaster go

gardenclub: my therapist cant help me but heeseung could

Trying not to disturb you and your stream any further, he gently pulls another chair from your room, dragging it towards where you’re seated before plopping down – just enough so he isn’t really seen on your stream.

“Hi chat.” Heeseung greets your chat respectfully, waving and blinking a few times to try and let their comments and responses sink in. “Sorry for stealing my girlfriend for a bit.”

“You’re staying?”

“Figured you could use some company.”

You smile gratefully at him, feeling him lean his head against your shoulder, tired eyes fixed on the screen of your monitor and urging you to continue the game you had been playing earlier so he didn’t disturb chat. Your fingers rest on the controllers, pressing the necessary buttons to navigate through the map. One of Heeseung’s hands is cradling the back of your head, and every once in a while, he would brush the stubborn pieces of hair in front of your face and place a sweet kiss on the side of your head.

His eyes open again after closing them briefly, leaning comfortably against your shoulder and following along your character in the game. You adore him, and you think he’s so adorable, and you can tell he’s extremely tired. You can tell because he keeps yawning, eyes disengaged from time to time as he goes over chat.

Sensing your gaze, Heeseung slowly looks back at you. His lips twitch into a smile. He murmurs, voice heavy with fatigue. “Why’d you stop playing?”

“I can’t seem to get past this part.”

“Here, let me help you.”

You pause to widen your smile. “Hee, you don’t have to. I know you’re tired. You should get to bed.” He stares at you, eyes droopy and warm as you speak. His pink lips form into a gentle pout at your words.

“How many hours left til your stream ends?”

“Just 6 hours more.”

“I can handle 6 hours. I’ll just be quietly sitting here if you need anything.” Heeseung waves goodbye to chat before leaning down to press a soft kiss to your forehead as he moves away again.

[10:00 AM]

Your 24-hour stream ends, and as promised, Heeseung is seated by you. He endured the long hours to make sure he was there if you needed anything — food, water, or just his company as someone you can talk to so you wouldn’t fall asleep.

His ears perk up when you bid farewell to chat, and then he’s standing.

“Bye, chat.” His hand comes into your monitor’s view, waving politely. When you shut off your stream, Heeseung is quick to pick you up in his arms. “I finally have you to myself.”

“Mhm, all yours again.”

“Never wanna share you with chat for 24 hours again. No more 24 hour streams.”

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javarium · 8 months

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cherry on top.

fushiguro toji x reader

in which your boyfriend of the last three years treats you to a birthday that he thinks you more than deserve :D

w — no curses AU, implied! Rich! Toji, a grain of angst, hair length isn’t specified but it’s enough to make a small bun, mentions of chubby! MC, and the hope that the fluff rots your teeth 🤭 not the best thing ever written by my hands but I love it anyway

a/n: happy birthday to me! this would’ve been out sooner today but I got a lil bit sick 😷 i’m unfortunately another year older but maybe another year closer to finding the man that’ll treat me like toji does mc in this fic haha. enjoy y’all’s reverse-birthday present lmao. this is a lil bit of self-indulgence btw so if it flops that’s why (but hopefully you guys like it too). I also tried to do accurate research on irl locations of the places that are mentioned, so I’m sorry if something isn’t correct 🙈

You don’t like the shake on your shoulder that wakes you up, nor the soft whisper of your name dropping from your boyfriend’s lip. You like it even less when you open your (very notably) tired eyes and look at the clock and see what time it is.

“What the fuck, Toji?”

He grins at your mumbled swears. “Happy birthday, cupcake.”

You know for a fact you have junk in your eyes, your hair’s a mess, your breath is borderline rancid and needs brushing, and that you overall look (and feel) like you just crawled out of a sewer completely deprived of sleep. So how this wonderful man squats beside the bed and combs his large fingers through your hair and gets his face so close to yours to attempt to kiss you is beyond your comprehension.

You cover your lips with the blanket, making him chuckle.

“Let’s celebrate, yeah?” Toji says, then stands to his full height. That’s when you notice that he’s dressed in regular clothes. “Gotta show my woman how much she means to me, don’t I?”

You quickly pull the blanket over your head to try and diminish his efforts. “If you wanna show me how much you love me, then let me sleep all day.”

Toji laughs as you snuggle into the pillow under your head. But the more you dig your cheek into the pillow, the farther away your ability to fall back asleep seems to be. You dig your nose into the soft material and let out a heavy sigh, hoping he doesn’t hear.

He’s won. “Come on. I’ll help you get out of bed and get ready, if that’s what it takes.” And when he chuckles after, you know he knows he’s won.

Toji lifts you by your outstretched hand to get you sitting on the edge of the bed, then proceeds to do the little things to get you ready that make your desperately-tired-but-desperately-in-love heart turn to mush.

Toji turns the sink on to get it warm so you can clean your teeth and face. Once you’re done, you realize he’s already got clothes already waiting for you to change into (one of his shirts that’s super baggy on you and a pair of red-pink floral leggings) on the bed. And once you change, he’s got your hairbrush in his big hands. He slowly combs his thick fingers through your hair, gently untangling the knots and brushing them out with minimal effort and pain.

You admit you nearly fall asleep again to his touch without shame.

“Don’t fall back into sleep,” Toji’s deep voice rumbles, which only soothes you further. “The day hasn’t even started yet.”

“You’re right,” you reply, yawning loudly. “It’s not even dawn yet.”

“Daybreak will be here when we get to the car,” he comments.

“Nice way of saying I’m slow,” you mumble.

Toji chuckles as he ties your hair into a bun, the stray baby locks being too short and left to dangle by your cheeks. He takes your smaller hand into his, and you still can’t help but feel flustered knowing how much bigger and warmer his hand is in comparison to yours is (read: you can’t help but feel flustered knowing you have someone holding your hand so sweetly with a hand as big as Toji’s).

There’s a small breeze when you step outside. And sure enough, Toji’s assumption is correct: the sun is starting to break over the horizon by the time you walk out to the car.

“Told you so,” Toji jokes.

You roll your eyes, but you can’t help but grin, too. “Shut up.”

He opens the car door for you like a gentleman, to which you feel your cheeks warm up in embarrassment.

When he starts the car and grips the wheel, it’s then he asks, “Where do you want to go for breakfast?”

You immediately know where you want to go. And you feel you know Toji knows, too. It’s been a place you’ve only been to twice because of how expensive it was, but it has the best waffles you’ve ever tasted. The thing about it though was, if you went, there wasn’t going to be a way for you to control your appetite.

You look to Toji, lips in a straight line as you internally debate with yourself.

“You have to promise me something.”

“Anything.”

“Don’t laugh at how much I order.”

Toji chuckles at that, to which you send him a playful glare. He holds his hands up in mock surrender, the scarred corner of his lip quirking up.

“I promise.”

“Or how I eat.”

“I’ve seen how you eat, don’t worry.”

“That doesn’t make me feel any better.”

Toji takes you to the fancy breakfast-only restaurant you murmur in embarrassment under your breath. And you were right: he already knows. Because the place was where you originally met—Toji’s umpteenth time with Megumi, while it was your second and last time.

Until today.

“You want me to take you here more often?” Toji asks.

You have a mouthful of syrupy waffles shoved into your mouth when he asks. You can’t help but feel embarrassed over the sudden focus on you while your cheeks are stuffed and puffed up like a chipmunk. But you nod anyway, slowly chewing the waffles and swallowing them.

“Don’t slow down on my accord,” Toji adds.

“You’re gonna make me fat,” you accuse jokingly.

Toji shrugs. And when that damned smirk appears on his face, you know he’s fixing to say something you aren’t gonna like.

“So what? You look good with rolls. More for me to love and grab during-”

“SHUSH!” you whisper-scream, eyes bulging out in hopes no one around you heard what he was implying.

The buff man only chuckles and smiles wider, happy with making you as flustered as he has.

You both end up stuffing a gut (on Toji’s even more overstuffed wallet) on the breakfast food before you two move on. Whatever he has planned next has you two driving for a good while after breakfast, which eventually leads you to ask, “Where to now?”

“To Narita.”

“Why?”

“To do one of the things you do the least,” he replies with a smirk.

You go blank. You admit to yourself you have no idea what he’s talking about. You try and think on it, and when he pulls into the Aeon Mall, a small lightbulb appears over your head. You look at him incredulously, while Toji looks extremely proud of himself.

“You’re taking me shopping?”

“Surprise.”

You belt out a small laugh. Of course. Of course this man would take you shopping. Of course he would do something that you felt so uncomfortable doing.

Shopping for yourself hadn’t been something you did for yourself often. Or really at all; only when you really needed to.

After being financially strapped for most of your life, from childhood until recently, you hadn’t spent much on yourself. You didn’t treat yourself to the finer things in life, even when you could’ve. And it left you empty, without a desire to be kind or do things for yourself. It left your birthday without luster, hollow, and without purpose, which led to you being so… uncaring about the day.

The day Toji, unknowingly to you, loved the most. Because it brought you into this world, into his and Megumi’s life. He’d be damned if he was going to let you act like it was just another day of the year.

Fuck that. His bank account was more than big enough to treat his woman to a proper birthday that she more than deserved.

Those thoughts were only reaffirmed by the bug-eyed, awestruck look on your face, your pretty eyes lighting up with a childlike wonder he’d only seen less than the amount of fingers on his right hand. He loved seeing it.

Oh yeah, he was going to spoil the fuck out of you.

You turn to him, mouth ajar with a twinkle in your eyes. But something crossed over your face for a split second—an emotion he knew too well: guilt.

“Toji…”

Fuck. He didn’t like it. He didn’t like it one little bit. Not the look that crossed your face, even for a second, not the sound of your voice as you called out to him. He wasn’t going to let your goody-two-shoes, guilty-feeling heart spoil his goal of reigniting your appreciation for your own birthday. Nope.

Toji wraps an arm around your waist and presses a sweet peck against the top of your head. “Don’t even try and do that shit—feeling guilty and all that. You ain’t taking advantage, woman. Now go shop. I ain’t got these big arms for nothing.”

“You aren’t my sugar daddy, you know,” you reply, brows raised with lips quirked up in amusement.

“No, I’m not. I’m a rich man that loves his woman and wants her to have the best birthday she’s had in years and take a massive chunk outta my bank account,” he boldly retorts. He grins that familiar, shit-eating grin, dips his head and neck and presses his lips against your cheek, and drags you forward, deeper into the mall. You can only help but throw your head back and laugh.

You spend several good, long-ass hours in the mall; a few hours pass what is considered lunchtime before you two do enough shopping that you both have to go back outside to the car to pack it with what has been bought before you can even think about getting anything to eat.

“What do you want for lunch?” Toji asks, stretching his burly arms before leaning against the car.

Your reply is instant, “KFC.”

Toji snorts, chuckling. He interlaces his thick fingers between yours and leads you both back inside.

Another few hours are spent buying clothes, a fluffy blanket you eyeballed and Toji was going to buy no matter how much you told him to put it back, and a few plushies of some of your favorite Pokémon. On the way home, Toji surprises you again by going to Mister Donut and practically taking half of what the store had. You died laughing in the car afterward because some of the other customers got offended as they watched him take so much.

“Toji, you shouldn’t have taken so much,” you giggle behind your hand as lean back against the door. “You seemed like an asshole.”

He smirks, holding the wheel with one hand and using the other to pinch your cheek.

“Don’t give a shit,” he laughs. You playfully swat at his hand. “You said you wanted donuts earlier, so you’ll get some donuts.”

“I didn’t mean the entire store.”

“Shoulda been more specific then.” Toji winks and the smirk on his face grows even wider.

The sky is painted beautiful oranges, pinks, and blues by the time you arrive home. The sun is setting beneath the horizon, under the green land and leaving behind the lights of the city and glitter of the stars dancing in the darkening sky to light the world. For some reason, it’s more… breathtaking than you remembered. You’d often spend time outside as the sun set, thinking nothing of it.

Maybe it was because of today.

Your eyes flicker to your boyfriend and the massive muscles of his arms bulging against the black shirt as he takes everything you’ve bought inside, and you can’t help the flutter in your stomach and the quickening pace of your heart.

Maybe it was because of Toji, and him making your birthday the most special it’s felt in years.

The smile that makes your lips go from ear to ear doesn’t go unnoticed by the black-haired man when he comes back outside. Nor does the sniffle and the backs of your hands wiping away at tears sliding down your cheeks. It makes Toji’s lips pull into a slight frown. This isn’t what he was expecting. Nor what he wanted to see.

He slides an arm around your shoulders, tugging you to his muscled chest.

“You ain’t supposed to be crying, baby,” he mumbles, big hands rubbing circles on your back to soothe you. “Come on. I’m going to start dinner. Shouldn’t be cryin’, sweetheart.”

“I know,” you mumur back, burrowing yourself deeper into his comfort, “but I’m not sad. Thank you Toji. Today has been the best birthday ever.” You stand on your tiptoes and press a sweet kiss to his cheek. “I love you.”

He stills, eyes widened slightly in surprise. You don’t make anything of it until the moment comes where you try and break free of his hold moments later and he doesn’t budge. Your brows furrow, and just as you’re about to ask him if he was okay, he cusses under his breath.

“Fuck it. Megumi can be the ring bearer.”

What he says doesn’t click until he gets down on one knee and pops open a small emerald green box, with a heart-shaped diamond ring nestled inside of it. Your mouth drops open and you feel eyes burn with more tears.

“[Name]—”

“What the actual fuck?”

You both laugh. Toji’s head drops as he sniggers at your foul language upon him getting on one knee; you laugh at yourself, at the reaction that came out of your lips faster than your brain could process.

“I don’t deserve you,” you whisper out, holding back a flood of tears.

“Nah, I’m the one that don’t deserve you. You’re fucking perfect. Who wouldn’t want you?”

You don’t deserve him, but he wants you anyway. Holy shit. This was really happening, wasn’t it? Were you about to say ‘yes’ and have a fiancé? Eventually become a married woman and help your to-be husband raise the sweetest, most adorable boy you’ve ever met? (It’s not like you aren’t already. You’ve heard him call you ‘Mama’ once through a phone call. Toji tried covering it up with a cough; you haven’t brought it up since.)

Toji clears his throat, regaining your attention. When you look down at him again though, he seems more nervous—all his moxie down the drain.

“So… Marry me?”

Your hands cup his cheeks and press your lips to his. He wraps his free arm around your waist, tilts his head to the side slightly and deepens the kiss.

You love him. You absolutely love him. There’s no doubt in your mind that you love him and your heart belongs to him. There’s no one but him by your side in the future you see. Every inch of you belongs to him, and he wants to belong to you just as much.

So, you pull from the kiss and whisper against his lips, “Let’s get married, baby.”

“Fuck yeah.”

You yell out in surprise as he picks you up with one big, strong arm and takes you inside. You wrap your legs around his waist in reaction, desperate to not fall.

But you know Toji wouldn’t ever let you fall. Not in a million years.

“Wanna go to the bedroom first?”

“You horny motherfucker.”

“Only for you.”

“Just put that ring on my finger and cook.”

He sets you on the counter like you’re porcelain. He takes the glimmering ring from the little box and slides it onto your ring finger. A perfect fit. You hadn’t even told him your ring size. His eyes are trained on it for several seconds before he mumbles, “Belongs right there.”

Whatever dessert he makes tonight, nothing will top this moment. This is the cherry on top to the sweetest birthday you’ve ever had. If whatever you went through was to get you here, to meet the man who’s the love of your life, you’d do it all over again.

@heresan here’s the birthday fic 🤭 i’ll get back to you vv soon, the last two days have been wild 👀

#toji x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #fushiguro toji x reader #toji fluff #jjk fluff #jjk toji #jujutsu kaisen toji

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luvxiem · 2 years

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the stars aligned for us

word count ! 【idk】idk【idk】 pairing ! luxiem x gn!reader (separately) genre ! fluff, mild angst on luca's part summary ! different soulmate au tropes w our faves bc i'm weak and love self indulgence 🤭 soulmate aus my beloved cw ! non-explicit violence/injuries on luca's part notes ! this was written on my phone so sorry for the uggy formatting and any typos 😭💔 btw tysm for 100 followers 🥺🫶 i appreciate y'all lots for enjoying my shit LMFAOOO it's just me projecting on here but i'm glad u guys enjoy it anyways when u wanna read a fanfic so bad but it doesn't exist yet so u gotta write it urself also kindred plz don't kill me for calling vox an asshole i meant it endearingly (insert "'i hate him' while putting up his picture" meme here)

.｡.:*☆ IKE EVELAND !

TROPE: SEEING COLORS

ike's world has been black and white for as long as he could remember

his friends have always told him how beautiful everything be came after they made eye contact with their soulmate for the first time

despite them trying their best to describe colors (what does a "warm" color even look like anyway?) it was hard for ike to really care

after all, how can you miss something you never experienced?

but more than seeing colors, the novelist just wanted to meet his soulmate

it wasn't that he was lonely; ike had his fair share of relationships in the past with others like him (those who haven't had the chance to meet their soulmate just yet, but wanted to date anyways)

however being a writer comes with a certain sense of romanticism and a lust for life, and ike was no exception

he's always loved the thought of meeting someone who was perfect for him in every way; a person who he could be his honest self around and love with all his heart

this is why when he suddenly started seeing colors he never could've imagined on a busy sidewalk, he immediately started scanning the crowd for you

he spotted you under the canopy of a nearby cafe. you were looking around with clear awe on your face, mouth slightly agape as you took in the new world around you, not even noticing the grumbles of passerby who narrowly avoided you.

you looked almost ethereal in your (now known as blue) button up, the sunshine leaving your skin in a warm glow. the gentle breeze ruffled your hair just right, and the novelist couldn't tear his gaze away.

as much as ike wanted to admire his new view too, he was more focused on making sure he didn't lose you. he's thought about it countless of times—dreamt of it, even—of somehow meeting his soulmate and losing them right away, never to be seen again. ike's lost enough sleep over it and he was determined to not make his nightmares a reality.

pushing past shoulders with rushed "sorry's" and "excuse me's," ike rushed to get to you as quick as possible; and soon enough, he was now standing face to face with you—the person who would become the love of his life.

your gaze fell onto him and an unspoken realization was met. you could feel it to; the ecstasy blooming in your very core at finally meeting your other half.

"hi," he breathed, a broad smile adorning his face. "i think i'm your soulmate."

.｡.:*☆ LUCA KANESHIRO !

TROPE: MUTUAL PAIN

woe is the soulmate of a certain blonde haired mafia boss

injuries came with the job, unfortunately, but the soft-hearted man couldn't help but feel sorry for his soulmate

luca knew some most of his injuries weren't normal. civilians don't get bullet wounds in their arm or knife slashes to the chest

did his soulmate worry for him? or were they wishing they weren't fated at all? as much as it hurt, luca couldn't find it in himself to blame them if they did

the small pricks he felt on his fingertips from presumably paper cuts can't compare to literally getting stabbed in the back

eventually it came to a point where luca tried to stop going outside altogether

he can't obtain any further injuries if he's always at the base, right?

but that fantasy couldn't last forever.

the one day he had to be escorted to a different location, him and his guards got ambushed

luca was the only one who got away, but not without sustaining a bullet wound to his shoulder

it wasn't as bad as it could've been but it still hurt like a bitch

stumbling into an alleyway, the blonde collapsed next to a dumpster, creating a loud thud that echoed into the night

luca was ready to rip off a piece of his shirt to wrap his shoulder when suddenly a bright light momentarily blinded him

standing a little bit away was you, pointing your phone flashlight on him while gripping your shoulder in your other hand

"so you're a med student?" luca asks, gritting his teeth when you dab at his bullet wound with rubbing alcohol. tossing the cotton ball, you reach into your first aid kit for gauze.

"yeah," you say quietly, starting to wrap his shoulder. the blonde frowns noticing how you refuse to meet his eyes. he opened his mouth to say something but you beat him to it.

"i chose this path because of you." at your words luca's eyebrow raises in question. you finished wrapping him up and now rest your hands in your lap, fiddling with your fingers. "you got so many injuries growing up and i didn't know what to do. i was worried you didn't have anyone to help you so i wanted to learn how," you explain quietly. at this the mafia boss's gaze softens.

"how'd you know? that i'm your soulmate, i mean," he asks. reaching up, you gently grazed the large scar on his abdomen with your fingers.

"i recognized your injuries," you said. luca shivered at your touch, raising his non-injured arm to cover your hand with his.

"i'm glad i ran into you then, soulmate."

.｡.:*☆ MYSTA RIAS !

TROPE: COUNTDOWN TIMER

mysta's known since he was five that he had a soulmate, just like every other five-year-old in his class

but there was one teeny little problem

ok actually it was a major problem

his timer seemed to be broken

instead of the few years or days or months like his friends had, his timer was set to decades

because of how long his timer was set for, mysta was teased mercilessly for "having a soulmate who doesn't even want to meet him"

this followed him for most of his youth until eventually he covered up his wrist and tried to forget about it alltogether

if he wasn't going to meet his soulmate until he was old and gray, why should he even care

that was until he fell through that damned portal and landed in 2022

he noticed it after he got out of the shower, spotting his wrist in the mirror while brushing back his hair

mysta's mouth dropped open in shock, dropping his arm to gently run his fingers over the numbers

the timer that was the bane of his younger self's existence was down to the hours

the detective was antsy, understandably.

a lifetime of thinking he wouldn't ever meet his soulmate suddenly turned into meeting his soulmate in twenty minutes. mysta wasn't sure what to do, how he should act. should he go outside? he should, right? how else would he meet you?

filled with a newfound sense of determination, mysta grabbed his keys and darted into the london night.

there was hardly anyone out this late; maybe his timer really was broken? what were you doing out at one in the morning, don't you know that's dangerous? who knows what kind of dangerous people were prowling outside right now.

mysta started walking briskly toward a more crowded area of the city. if he had to meet you, it would be somewhere safe.

settling on standing in front of a pub he's been to a few times with friends, the detective started counting down the minutes till he would meet you. he kept glancing at his wrist, watching the numbers go down one by one until there was only a minute left on the clock.

mysta tapped his foot impatiently as he glanced left and right down the street until suddenly, he felt the lightest tap on his shoulder. he spun on his heel and low and behold, there you were.

grinning, you spoke.

"nice to finally meet you, soulmate."

and mysta couldn't be happier.

.｡.:*☆ SHU YAMINO !

TROPE: SWITCHING BODIES

in all honesty, shu couldn't care less about having a soulmate

the idea of the universe choosing who he would fall in love with didn't sit right with him

not to mention how frustrating it would be sometimes when the two of you switched bodies at inconvenient times

like in the middle of one of his experiments

or when he's talking to one of his fellow sorcerers

or how about that time he was meditating in a lovely, perfectly quiet room for the first time in ages as a way to destress only to suddenly wake up in your body in the middle of a bustling city

yeah, shu wasn't all too happy about it, but what can he do?

so while all his friends were out actively searching for ways to meet their soulmate in person, shu was directing his energy toward mastering his powers instead

but the thing about having a soulmate is that you can't exactly reject them altogether

they're your soulmate for a reason, after all

so despite his resistance, the purple sorcerer found himself falling for you all the same

he grew antsy at particularly long periods without switching and eventually started leaving notes behind for you for when you would eventually switch

including a bright purple post-it with an address and a time and date

shu sat inside the cafe anxiously, bouncing his leg under the table while sipping his drink. he hoped that his note was obvious enough that you saw it the last time you guys swapped bodies, but how could he know for sure? you didn't leave a reply on his note, and the swap period was rather short that time too.

minutes passed the written time and the pounding in shu's chest grew louder and louder in his ears. he looked up at every tinkle of the bell above the door, hoping that it was you only to be disappointed when it wasn't. he kept glancing out the window rather obsessively, and soon enough his cup was empty too.

after 40 minutes had gone by, the sorcerer had just about given up. letting out a disappointed sigh, he rose from his chair to leave his tray and finished drink on the counter only to pause when the bell jingled one last time. shu looked up on instinct and his breath got caught in his throat.

in the doorway was you, slightly sweaty and definitely out of breath, looking frantically around the cafe before your eyes landed on him. shu was still holding the tray in his hands when you ran up to him, still in shock at seeing you in the flesh for the first time and not just through a mirror.

"h...hi..." you stutter, gripping the strap of your tote bag tightly in your fists. "i'm sorry i'm late. but i'm so glad i found you." shu broke out of his trance and smiled, setting the tray back down on the table.

"i'm glad you found me too."

.｡.:*☆ VOX AKUMA !

TROPE: FIRST WORDS

fitting for a voice demon that the first words his soulmate says to him is permanently printed onto his skin

"you're gonna have to try harder than that if you wanna impress me, pretty boy" decorated his ribs under his right pectoral

now vox knows he's hot

he's well aware of the power he holds fucking asshole and uses his charm and good looks to his advantage

the demon spent most of his early years dropping one liners and introducing himself with various pickup lines in an attempt to find his elusive soulmate

and many have tried to pretend they were his fated one but they never succeeded

after the death of his clan and being transported to the future, it took vox a long time to feel ready to find his soulmate again

slowly he started visiting pubs and parties in an attempt to socialize

it was at one of these parties that he met you

beer in hand, vox pushed past a group laughing with each other in the hallway to slip out onto the balcony. he was hoping to get a chance to breathe and get away from all the sweaty partygoers, but there was already another person out here with him. figuring it wouldn't hurt to say something, the demon let a familiar smirk slip onto his face as he approached you.

sensing his presence, you turned your head to look at him in curiosity, fiddling with the many rings on your fingers.

"why hello there; what's a gorgeous person like you doing out here all alone?" he drawls, sliding up next to you. a breathy laugh escaped your lips, dropping your head to your chest for a moment before you looked back up and meeting his gaze dead on.

"you're gonna have to try harder than that if you wanna impress me, pretty boy."

at your words vox faltered, the smirk falling from his face as his lips parted in surprise. the skin where his soulmate mark was seemed to tingle.

it seems like you figured it out too; your eyes widened and suddenly you were tugging your shirt up to show a matching tattoo on your ribs. you let the fabric fall back down and looked back up at him, a softer smile now gracing your features as vox reached over to intertwine his fingers with yours.

"would you look at that," you laughed happily. "guess you really did impress me, pretty boy."

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skyistheground · 2 months

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Found here through the one Inscryption animatic!

Could you tell more about that AU?

sure thing! i don't develop it much right now but i am really glad you took interest in an old project!

the au is essentially P03 took his charicatures. ocs. uberbot personality matricies and built them bodies to help out around the factory. it was very self indulgent. i also made an au of an au relating to the old data with them (which was slightly implied in that animatic but not a lot)

(the art is a bit old forgive me)

this is the only image i have of them together that isn't whiteboard doodles. i will go from left to right

curator/the archivist

as the title implies. manages the archives. has a lot of busywork and responsibility. the archives is a big room where everything is represented by a file. it's a computer library in physical form

all the responsibility makes them seem like the most calm/patient and.. kinda? it's more that they are good at hiding when they are frustrated. already has a pretty big managerial role with the librarians so will check in on everyone else's work

nexus/g0lly

collects things from the internet, works closely with curator. the glowy bits are projections, including the arm (where the crank would be... opposies w/ p03. it doesn't work btw). the wheel is optional and she can extend it back to float but doesn't because that's less fun. i forgot exactly where the scratch came from?

she has the vibe of p03's younger teenage sister (it did this to himself) and is very whimsical. she doesn't really bother him that much, more afraid of upsetting him than anything. more often bothers the other bots with random things she finds

kodak/the photographer

manages the factory's security system. all of the cameras are his eyes he can tab between. he is also part furnace and can run on biofuel. likes to leave the factory from time to time to go on walks. he cannot float like the first two but walks around on tripod legs

prefers to keep to himself most of the time. he does his job and then takes his breaks walking around in the projector woods. wants to go to the real woods some day but that requires either crossing an ocean or everyone seeing you and how you're clearly not supposed to be there

sketch/unfinished

robot project that p03 started but never finished. it did have an intended job but i honestly forgot. mute/blind unless given a face by someone else. i remembered wanting to redesign it but as it exists now, the cables attach to the ceiling and there's only designated spots it can run around. body is pretty frail (compared to the other bots. it's still metal) so the others are careful

acts animalistic and strange until given a face. then mirrors the personality of whoever it can follow around. it slowly learns over time and one day will have its own personality

the au with the old data i mentioned has to do with my oc k. who is the old data that got pissed p03 backed out of uploading it to the internet so took him over to do it themselves. took over during the unfinished boss fight (in this au not like the actual uberbots themselves did the game thing. since p03 wanted to do that himself) but the takeover was known and alerted for. the exact details of this version of the au are lost on me but here is k as p03

and k as k once they lost (because they were still stopped) and became a permanent addition to inscryption world because they couldn't lose the consciousness she gave himself after possessing a sentient character (yay newer art)

#asks #do i even tag.... anything #kverse #i haven't used that in forever #inscryption #why not for sorting purposes #it felt good to talk about them again even if i don't remember everything

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herosplatling-replica · 3 months

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Birdes of a Feather

General - RD Possession AU, 2553 Words

[ Author's Note: this is what that poll was about lmao. i had a lot of fun writing this but it felt too self indulgent to put anywhere but tumblr hfjgdjfghdfhg so i'm just putting it here for the sake of archiving my writing. jay uses she/they/he pronouns btw. enjoyyyyy ]

It was a bit too quiet today. Jay was still half asleep as he scooped up his pager, rubbing her eyes before squinting at her assignments for the day. There wasn’t anything new, just check-ups with the current patients. They had done it all before, and mumbled to themself as they put their golden button into their coat pocket.

She just needed to see how the other interns were doing, then figure out how best to divide up the work from there. Jay had been making a habit of picking up excess work for the other interns just so that way they could keep themselves afloat. Half of them were still in high school, the others seemed just stressed, and she wanted to help if she could.

Jay didn’t seem to have much left in terms of assigned patients. She huffed as she holstered the pager on her pants, taking a moment to stretch. They had just come off of their lunch break, and spent most of it fucking around playing games on their phone. If they were quick, maybe they could get the last few ones on her list done before the handover took place. That way, there would be even less work for the others.

Just a few more to go, and she could clock out. No problem.

Jay tried not to sigh as she pushed her body to move, just wanting to get it over with. They popped an earbud into their right ear, and started walking with their clipboard in hand. They had to check in on the bird quartet in the plant room, then the Stevensons in their ward, and then from there-

THUMP.

Okay, she heard that over her music. Jay stopped in her tracks, taking her earbuds out to listen in. The hospital lights seemed to drone on in a sort of sinister way, but the noise didn’t make itself known again.

The intern supervisor just swallowed nervously, pulling their earbuds into a loose ball and stuffing them in their coat pocket. For a brief moment, they considered unhooking their pepper spray from their lanyard – before quickly remembering she should be helping people get out of the hospital, not in. Jay bit the inside of his lip, trying to settle her nerves before continuing on the path to the plant room.

Right as she was reaching to open the plant room, there it was again. Another loud thunk as something made impact with glass. This time, closer-

Suddenly, the window that peeked into the plant room was obscured entirely by feathers. Jay yelped and jumped back, before realizing what it was.

It was the Cockatiel. Well, Mrs. Stevensons’ Cockatiel, to be specific. It seemed to have been startled by something, and was flapping around the plant room. Or – was it trapped there? The door was shut soundly, and while the birds were more than smart enough to figure out ways to get around, they didn’t have enough strength to turn a doorknob aside from the Owl.

“Okay shh, settle down. Calmate, pajarito,you’re gonna hurt yourself,” Jay murmured to the glass, hoping the bird would hear her. It did, and seemed to back away from the door to make room for her to get inside. It made a shrill call when she didn’t immediately walk in, to which she responded with a tired “ya voy, ya voy.”

The other interns had handed Jay any examinations with the birds, since they were more comfortable handling them. Even now, she was a bit anxious handling the Owl, but it had a rather intelligent demeanor that quickly made her feel at ease while checking on the bird quartet. However, by now the four birds had learned to identify her shuffling footsteps when she came down the hall. Was that why the Cockatiel was hitting the glass? Because it heard her coming?

She shrugged and creaked the door open, shutting it behind her. Whatever was so urgent apparently didn’t require her immediate attention, as the Cockatiel flew out of sight.

“Okay, very funny. I’m telling your mama to let you have less treats if you keep doing this to scare the doctors,” Jay mumbled aloud. “If you’re just lonely, say so.”

Her words were met with an uncharacteristic silence. Jay frowned at that, taking a few more steps into the room. There wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, as far as she could tell. The plants looked a little worse for wear – what with the kids regularly coming in here to dance and the birds pushing their way around the shelves. The supervisor tilted her head.

“Cotorrito, what’s wrong? You wanna go to sleep, maybe? I can close the blinds if that’s the case, but…” This was starting to freak her out. The other birds didn’t seem to be here, either. The Parrot, Oriole, and Owl were nowhere in sight. Usually wherever one was, the others were, too.

Jay bit the inside of her lip, and went to close the plant room’s blinds. Sometimes her own birds made a fuss when they wanted to sleep already but couldn’t because of light or noise, so maybe this would help?

It was right when she pulled the first one closed that she felt a sudden gust of wind, and a bird hiss. Jay instinctively ducked, feeling the rush of talons above her.

“WHAT THE HELL,” she screeched, looking up to spot the Owl flying back up to the hanging ceiling lights.

Okay, so they’re bored. Jay sighed, reaching into her pocket to pull out her lanyard’s house keys and jingled them for a second. Sure enough, the Parrot swooped out and with another hiss, dove at the keychain.

“What’s with you today, little weirdos?” Jay mumbled affectionately, reaching to provide a perch for the Parrot. However, the instant she got close enough to poke its stomach with a finger, it made a loud shriek that scared her again before flying off.

Dios mio, they’re all going nuts.

Right as she thought that, she heard the flapping of wings again as the Oriole dove at her head. This time Jay was on guard, and gently put her clipboard in between the two. The Oriole landed on the top edge, its beak clacking as it tried to pull something out of her hair. When it didn’t get anything more than a strand, it backed off to join the others.

“Oye, calmate! Qué demonios, qué clase de comportamiento- Oh fuck.”

It was then that she noticed the odd hue in the bird quartet’s eyes. Jay had already memorized every detail of their plumage, their coloration, everything, so she knew what was normal – whatever the hell she was looking at was not. The birds seemed to stare at her with glowing purple eyes, clearly all affected by whatever was going on.

“Okay, that’s not funny. You four need to calm down,” Jay muttered, huffing as she narrowed her eyes.

In response, the quartet let out an angry call. Then, before she could figure out what to do next-

The Owl’s talons swiped at her clipboard, scooping it away. The Parrot and Oriole then grabbed her lanyard, house keys and pepper spray and all, managing to take it while Jay was already bewildered by losing the clipboard.

Then-

Right in the center of her forehead, there was a sudden impact with a hiss from the Cockatiel. Jay cried out as she fell unceremoniously, only barely aware of the sound of the birds backing off once more. Somewhere, her glasses clattered to the ground.

What the hell..? Oww.

She pressed a hand to the point of impact, wincing as she felt what had to be blood. There was no mistaking it. Jay groaned aloud, squinting in the dark as she tried to spot where the birds went.

Something was definitely wrong. What it was, Jay wasn’t sure of, but she knew it wasn’t good. She rested her head back down on the tiled floor, trying to regain her bearings as she felt around with a hand for her glasses.

“None of my birds ever did that,” Jay muttered, wiping the blood off her head. It didn’t show any signs of stopping, but it was a good thing she was in the hospital. She’d have to have someone take a look at it, though it would be embarrassing to admit a bunch of birds got the better of her.

She sighed, squinting again as she tried to spot where they went. Jay could barely spot the figure of the Owl and its gleaming purple eyes, as if it was watching and waiting for whatever happened next.

There was an odd sort of itching sensation in her scalp. She was starting to get a terrible headache – though she figured that must be a sign of a concussion.

Ah fuck. Paperwork on this one’s gonna suck.

Jay grimaced, but tried to wipe at her head with her coat sleeve.

It was when she pulled her arm away that she caught a glimpse of it.

That same purple hue, almost glowing in the dark, was painted all over her sleeve where her blood should be.

What the fuck is-?

Before she could think any further along that train of thought, the pain spiked in Jay’s head. She cried out, hands scrambling to find purchase on anything that was in reach. Her fingertips started to feel numb as she crammed them between the floor tiles, trying to find anything to hold onto.

There was a sickening noise – like bones breaking – and suddenly the pressure in her head lessened. The pain dulled a bit and Jay had a moment to catch her breath. It took a moment to realize that she had screamed.

She blinked and suddenly the room felt a lot brighter. Her vision was still blurry, but it was as if she could see in the dark. The bird quartet seemed to be watching her still.

…What’s… what’s happening?

Jay tried to pull herself up into a seated position, and quickly thought better of it. “N-nope. Staying on the floor a bit longer,” she mumbled aloud. She could feel the blood running down her face and cautiously pulled her phone out, trying to get her camera open.

That was when she noticed the purple spreading across her fingers as well. Jay briefly felt panic, before something else told her to stay calm.

This is normal, just breathe. It’s not over yet, the voice murmured to her.

How is any part of this normal, she wanted to ask, before managing to get the camera up and facing herself. There was movement above her eye line-

The new things on her head twitched, fanning themselves out. It looked like – wings? Wings, on her head? Bird wings.

That must’ve been what the pressure was-

“What the fuck did you four do,” Jay ground out, pushing herself up despite how much her head protested. She squinted at her phone, trying to open messages up. If she could just call Ian, or Ada, or anybody-

As if on cue, the birds made a screech before taking flight again, swooping in her direction. Jay groaned, curling over the device in her hands as she tried to keep it close.

JB: llgjjjdkgdlfg JB: ianIANIANIANIANIAN JB: PLANTROROOM IAN: what?? JB: BIRDSGONENIUST IAN: Jay, I’m really busy with everything going on so if this is an inside joke or something I’m not able to piece it together right now, I’m sorry. IAN: Actually, wait, you’re in the plant room?!

She huffed in annoyance, trying to open her camera again to take a picture of her current state – and it was right then that the Owl gained a good grasp on the phone. It swooped off towards the sink.

“Don’t you fucking dare-”

Plop. Her phone fell into the sink, the device making a final gurgled notification chime as it ceased to work.

Her feathers – no, her hair – stood on end as she seethed, pulling herself up to a standing position. “Do you know how hard it is to get a good replacement phone that isn’t a cheap piece of shit nowadays? They keep trying to sell you the new crap that takes a few months for that planned obsolescence to kick in!”

The Owl, of course, doesn’t respond, for it is an owl. It simply clacks its beak sleepily, then spreads its wings to fly towards one of the shelves again.

Okay, it’s not safe here. It’s not safe… in here, or in the rest of the hospital, if the other patients are like this too. I should get the hell out of here…

And what about the interns you’re supposed to keep an eye on?

Jay froze as she thought on it. The interns, they…

They could probably be dead by now, the voice murmured. There’s those two sword wielding men, and that baseball player… and who knows what else is out there.

They’re our fucking patients, they’re not gonna attack kids-

Then why did those four attack you?

Jay’s head felt too full again, and she shook it to try to clear her mind. They’re birds, that’s just what they do. Maybe I just… intruded on a nest? Birds are really territorial…

Hmm, the voice hummed in response.

Oh, wait. I have to warn them.

Jay started to move, but found something still stopping her. No, not quite. There was something else she had to do. Something more important.

Maybe I should… make a nest too. That way, the interns… Nobody can hurt them.

Atta girl, was all she heard before her head spiked in pain again.

Jay cried out as she pressed her hands to her temples, trying to relieve the pressure. Something cold was washing over her, something foreign- but just as it was getting to be too much, it passed. The supervisor took a moment to regain her bearings. Her back felt odd, and her head still hurt, but she seemed to be fine for the most part. Her vision was a little blurry still – though now she wasn’t even sure if it was because of the concussion or not. Jay briefly considered stopping to find her glasses, but changed her mind.

She had to warn the interns about what was happening- no, she had to make a safe refuge for them. They were already in for the long haul, Jay just needed to make sure nothing worse happened to them. A sort of anxious energy filled her as she reached to open the plant room door again, this time noticing the purple claws that sprouted from her fingertips.

…Just my luck to turn into some bird-thing, huh..?

Well, she’d use it to her advantage.

Whatever it takes, I’ll…

Jay couldn’t help but cackle as she held the door open for the other birds, letting them back into the rest of the hospital. She’d get them back for what they did later – for now, she had some supply closets to raid for nest material. Jay could faintly recall the janitor pointing out one that had spare lab coats.

I’ll keep them safe.

She made her way down the hall, ignoring the dull ache in her back. She had work to do.

I’ll keep all of the hospital’s fledglings safe…

#owl rhythm doctor #parrot rhythm doctor #cockatiel rhythm doctor #oriole rhythm doctor #rdpossessionau #intern sona #my writing #jay birde #rhythm doctor #i feel like we as a fanbase dont talk about how fucking scary owls are. they can crush your hand so easy #guardian of the ebony backwoods

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Your white mask au looks so interesting!! Could you perhaps tell us more about it 👀👀

thank you!!!! they are my most self indulgent au but also definitely the one i tend to keep most to myself. i want to tell their story so bad but i’m not skilled enough of a writer even though i really want to write it anyway 😭😭 i will try my best to explain some of my thoughts though!!

as you can see from the tags that this is a ng+ role swap au! the basic premise is that akira gets sent back three years into the past and prevents goro from entering the metaverse, accidentally assuming goro’s original role instead in the unjust game.

for most of the story, you are just following goro akechi after he got sent to tokyo on probation (for ACTUALLY assaulting shido on that day btw) and things seem to go like any other role swap au!

goro arrives at leblanc and meets sojiro, wakaba and futaba (wait a minute…) before he starts attending shujin academy.

his criminal record still gets leaked but at least his homeroom teacher seems to be trying to help him (hold on a minute…) despite being so late on his first day.

he even runs into the detective guy from the shibuya station earlier at his new school with two sisters! one of them seems to also be a transfer student just like him (something doesnt seem right huh).

so maybe things are a little different after all!! akira made a lot of changes in those three years. 🤭

i’m still working out a lot of the details especially later in the story, as well as decision on whether or not i want to completely rework some parts. i definitely need to figure out exactly what akira would change and how they will affect everything else though. i also need to design new metaverse outfits for goro and sumire (kasumi’s is being refined atm and akira’s white mask fit is already done).

re: kasumi, she is joker’s sort of accomplice in this au!! she knows that he is behind the mental shutdown and kind of blackmails him into letting her join him. she doesn’t do any of the actual mental shutdowns (akira refuses to let her no matter what) and instead just keeps akira out of life threatening danger as his back up.

oh and before i forget, this is an au with the “joker has a palace” tag attached. 🥰the phantom thieves visit his cathedral instead of maruki’s lab after the new year.

#white mask au #p5 #persona 5 #role swap au #ng+ au #joker palace au #star speaks

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zee-eee · 1 month

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lay your hands on me - bodyguard! Lae'zel ୨ৎ

♫ - if you think im pretty - artemas a/n: this is like my first ever fic !! i havent written since 9th grade but the brainrot commands me to do this :3 purely self indulgent btw hehehe sorry for the horrible writing :> modern au (and probably very ooc) 18+ obvs so mdni! c/w: shameless smut, fem! reader, intended lowercase, slight dom/sub dynamic, sub!reader, top! lae'zel, alcohol and drinking mentions, reader does get slightly harassed at the begining but lae'zel puts an end to it fairly quickly, reader is tipsy but sober enough to give consent, cunnalingus, lae is a munch there i said it!!, reader cries, slight degradation and petnames such as slut, my joy, slight fluffy aftercare at the end bc lae didnt cuddle me after in game :3

free palestine

"ch'k." lae'zel scowls as she watches your tipsy state, wobbling over to the dance floor with your friends.

she leans against the bar, keeping an eye on you, all the while giving you your space, as the clubs' music blares impossibly louder. in all honestly she shouldve been monitoring how much you were drinking, because soon enough she noticed some man take the place of one of your friend, while you continued to dance without a care in the world.

she seethes as she begins to approch the dance floor, the mans sweaty hands gripping your hips. you swiftly turn your head at the contact, grimacing as you try to get away. the man opens his mouth to speak but is met with a sharp slap to his face, and a menacing glare by lae'zel.

lae'zel stares the man down as he slinks away, before turning to you, reptilian eyes scanning your body for any signs of injury.

"are you alright?" she says, voice slightly louder than normal, as she holds onto your shoulders.

"y-yeah 'm fine just.." you trail off, looking up her, body swaying slightly.

she holds you still, her tone softening. "lets get you sobered up a little hm? come with me."

she wraps an arm around you, hand resting on your lower back as she navigates the both of your through the crowd. the action sends shivers down your spine, not quite used to her being so gentle. the stoic, headstrong lae'zel you witness with everyone else seems like a complete stranger in this moment. you both end up back at the bar, and she asks the bartender for a bottle of water.

she nods at the chair "sit."

you do as she says, hopping up onto the stool shakily as she hands you the water, you drink it promptly, not keen on a scolding from lae'zel.

after a while of you sobering up, lae'zel speaks to you. "we should get home. your parents are not going to be happy with how late you've stayed out."

she glares at you pointedly before you can protest, and in the back of her mind she's quite ready to throw you over her shoulders if she has to.

you do consider protesting and starting a fight, but ultimatly follow her out of the club after bidding your goodbyes. the car ride was fairly quiet, except for the mindless blare of some random radio station.

when the car stops at a red light, you look over at lae'zel. her jaw is clenched slightly, and you can see the slight twitch of the muscles on her face.

looking back down at your lap, you mumble. "thank you for um.. for back there. i appreciate it alot.."

"ch'k. its my job, no need to thank me. just be more aware, and careful next time." she glances at you, shooting you a slight smile that you almost miss, before going back to her usual indifferent self. you nod, and the rest of the drive is silent.

arriving at your apartment, lae'zel helps you out of the car, your clumsy self almost falling out the second the door opened. she helped you into the apartment as she did before, her hand on your lower back gently guiding you, the feeling leaving you feeling hot and your cunt aching.

the gith leads you to your room, opening the door for you and bidding you a goodnight. just as she's about to leave, she feels your soft hand reach out for her own, gripping tightly.

"dont go- i mean could you stay and um.. keep an eye on me just in case i like fall or something? 'm dizzy" you say, trailing off by the end and leaving your face a flushed mess.

lae'zel squints her eyes slightly, examining you before ultimately giving in. she nods and follows you into your room, standing respectfully by the door. her eyes widen as you begin to strip out of your clothes infront of her, and she quickly looks at the floor trying to reign in her very detailed thoughts. ranging from worshiping your curves and vivid images of how you'd look beneath her - lae'zel could feel her face growing hot, the blush on her face enough to probably light up the room.

she's snapped out of her thoughts when she hears you call out to her.

"lae'zel.. could you help me with this.." you say, looking over your shoulder.

youre dressed in nothing but your underwear, and the gith feels her mouth drying up at the sight. she steps closer to you, keeping her gaze lowered.

"help with what?" she whispers softly, the tips of her ears growing hot at this point.

you look back at her, eyes widening slightly at her blush. "i- um my bra strap, please"

she nods silently, gently unhooking it. the slight brush of her fingers against your skin resulting in goosebumps littering your back, making lae'zel smile softly.

"thank you." you mumble softly to lae'zel, shivering slightly at the goosebumps. promptly pulling on an oversised tee, you turn to look at the gith.

"is there anything else i can do for you, miss?" lae'zel mutters softly, her tone making your cunt throb painfully.

"i- um.. n-no that should be alright" you squeak out, looking at the floor.

"are..you sure?" she says, tilting your head up slightly to look at her. she raises a brow slightly, looking down at you. its torturous to break her hypnotic gaze, but you do, eyes flickering to her full lips.

lae'zel notices how your gaze shifts, the tension between you two so thick it could be cut through by a knife. lae'zel smirks slightly, proud at the reaction she gained out of you.

after a few moments, lae'zel realises you're clearly not going to make the first move, and leans down slightly just waiting for you to meet her lips halfway.

at lae'zels shift in movement, you snap out of your daze. you watch as her pupils dialate, your own most likely doing the same as you cup her softly cheeks and pull her down, kissing her with passion. all the desire created by months of her so called innocent touches is poured into that kiss.

you feel lae'zels soft smile against your lips as you two kiss, eventually having to pull away for air. this doesnt sit well with lae'zel, as soon as you both part, her lips are back on yours, teeth nipping at your bottom lip. the action makes your lips part slightly, letting out a soft moan as she slips her tongue into the warmth of your mouth.

there isnt much of a fight, lae'zel easily dominating the kiss. soft moans escape the both of you, and eventually lae'zel has to pull away, panting.

her eyes are wide and blown with lust as she mumbles. "you want this to continue, right?"

you nod eagerly, shifting closer to her.

she looks down at you, eyebrows raising slightly "use your words, my joy"

her words instantly have the space between your legs throbbing with want, and you look up at her with doe eyes. "yes.. need it so bad lae-"

she smiles softly, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead before picking you up effortlessly. the action made your legs feel like jelly, and she sits down on the edge of the bed, you on her strong lap.

she begins to press kisses down your neck, gently nipping at the skin on some occasions, making you whimper softly. you gently run your hands through her hair, pulling when you would feel lae'zels long tongue over particularly harsh bites, soothing them.

the feeling becomes too much, and you find yourself slowly grinding down on lae'zels thigh. your panties are long soaked by this point, clinging to your cunt and making the friction against the gith's jeans all the more addicting.

lae'zel smiles against your neck, before pulling away to admire the sight before her: you, head thrown back and small bruises beginning to form on your neck, as you use her thigh to get off.

"such a needy slut, arent you?" she cooes softly, hands resting on your hips as she begins to move you faster. this results in a symphony of whines and soft moans to escape your mouth, and she simply watches.

you nod, letting out a pathetic whimper. " 'm your needy slut just- please touch me"

something snaps inside of her, as she roughly picks you up and places you onto the bed, your legs spreading slightly as she leans down between them, hands on either side of your head.

she begins kissing down your neck, hands sliding up your shirt to grope your chest. you feel her pull your shirt up to lay just above your chest, and she instantly latches onto a nipple, biting and sucking as you arch your back slightly. your moans increase in volume, and lae'zel reaches up, pushing two of her slender fingers into your mouth in order to shut you up.

she looks up at you, tongue swirling around your nipple. "keep that mouth shut. the neighbors will file a complaint because of how slutty you sound"

you moan softly around her fingers, trying to squeeze your thighs together in hopes for some kind of relief.

lae'zel seems to pity you, as she begins to kiss down your torso, stopping at the edge of your pelvic bone. she looks up, mumbling softly, "may i?"

you nod, pushing her head lower. "please" you whine out, hips bucking up slightly.

she gently licks over the wet patch on your panties, smirking against it, before using her teeth to pull them off, looking up at you through her lashes while she did. this had your cunt throbbing with need, your juices dripping from your hole at that point as you whined

"please.." you begged, watching as lae'zel pressed open mouthed kisses up your thighs and to your dripping cunt.

the gith stands up, pulling you to the edge of the bed effortlessly, and pressing your legs to your chest. you let out a whimper, and lae'zel almost instantly was latched onto your wet heat. she moaned into it, the vibrations drived you crazy.

she pulled away slightly, spitting on your already soaked clit before diving back in, switching between sucking harshly at your clit and lapping at your hole. you were sure you were in heaven at the point, the giths' long tongue making you see stars.

tears began to prick at the corner of your eyes from the pleasure, as you began to buck your hips into lae'zel's mouth. she simply hummed against your cunt, hand splayed on your tummy as she pinned you to the bed.

she mumbled, drunk on the taste of you. "you close, my joy?" you nodded, fat tears beginning to roll down your cheeks.

"mhm! 'm so close lae please don't stop" you continued to ramble incoherantly, back arching off the bed.

"please please please-" you begged softly, as the gith continued to lap at your cunt, helping you ride out your high. she gently rubbed your tummy and waist, trying to soothe you, before pulling away.

she crawled next to you, sighing softly as you curled up against her. she wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close, kissing your forehead gently.

"did so good for me, my joy" she mumbles quietly.

you hum tiredly, eyes fluttering shut.

"wait we gotta get cleaned up-" she says, begining to stand up and smiling softly at your whines of protest.

she simply picks your limp form up, holding you tightly as she takes you both to your bathroom.

um tell me why that was 90% foreplay and 10% smut um anyways- bye this is so ass if you enjoyed that hot garbage hit that like button and subscribe😇😇

#lae'zel smut #this will haunt me but fk it we ball #i need her so bad helsp #lae'zel x reader #bg3 #bg3 lae'zel #lae'zel

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flamedraco · 16 days

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So I don't really post a lot on this site. I reblog shit but the amount of times I've actually "posted" in the sense of using my words is a lot smaller than my reblogs. I write a lot of fanfiction though. So in celebration of the fact that my tumblr is now apparently a year old??? I think? Like hell do I know how this site works but I got a notification this morning about it? But in celebration of that I'm going to talk about "You Were Never Meant to be a Hero", my most popular, completed, TNT Duo superhero fanfiction. You'd expect me to talk about my fics more often so if you want to see more of this let me know I guess? And feel free to ask me questions. I enjoy getting them.

So YWNMTBAH started as an urge, as most fics do. I was reading through a lot of TNT Duo fics while working on my first project, Arsonist's Waltz, and I encountered one or two TNT Duo Superhero AUs. Now, I had just come to DSMP directly after two years worth of being in the BNHA fandom. Which if you didn't know is a superhero based Shonen anime. I love superheroes. I always have and probably always will, despite not being able to grow up with too much traditional "superhero" media. So of course I was excited seeing superhero AUs in my favorite ship. I had seen it a lot in SBI stories but not TNT Duo yet. However: I couldn't find the kind of story I wanted to read. The stories I read honestly just...didn't hit the right buttons for me. I'm not saying any of them were bad, gods no. They just didn't have my favorite trope involved or the type of pairing I was looking for. I saw hero/hero, I saw hero/vigilante. I saw a lot of "good" pairings. But I also saw a lot of characters being dumb idiots and while I do love some fun identity shenanigans it gets dull after a while. I have a thing with dense protagonists and 'will they won't they'. I hate miscommunication and a lot of tropes that were being used at the time. There's more to "superhero" than just secret identities. There's a lot of creativity to be had. Creativity and ideas that I just...wasn't seeing. I wanted hero/villain. And I wanted fallen hero, my favorite trope. The antithesis of the redeemed villain. YWNMTBAH started as a oneshot idea. Because I knew how I was. I knew that if I didn't cap it as a oneshot I would spiral when I already had a massive project I was working on. But after giving it more thought...I realized that I really wanted to do more with this idea. I wanted to write a multichaptered superhero fic for my favorite pairing. Self indulgent? Yeah. I didn't expect many people to read it at the time. Little did I know. Which brings me to what I really wanted to talk about: The first chapter.

Anyone who's read YWNMTBAH knows that the first chapter is very unique. I showed you the future before showing you the events that lead up to it. (This is the part where you should abandon ship if you don't want spoilers for the fic btw, link will be down below). From day one I knew what I wanted for the fic. I knew what its themes were going to be. I know precisely what the endgame of the fic was going to be. And for any other authors out there? Here's the best advice I can give you: Know what you want out of the story. Know your ending before you even think of the rest. The job of a first chapter is to ALWAYS- 1: Establish your main characters. 2: Establish your plot. 3: Establish your story concepts. The first chapter is always going to be the hardest in my opinion because it's your first chapter that you, as the author, use to introduce your world to your readers. Think of it like your hook sentence in a professional essay. You need to draw your readers attention and get them to want to keep reading. I was impatient and wanted to write Wilbur's fall immediately. I wanted to write his break down as opposed to the build up. So...I wrote it first. And then realized: I could make it the first chapter. I could make it the first chapter...and then the next few chapters could be flashbacks. Showing the events that lead up to it. Not only was it a clever way to establish the world, the characters, and my plot and concepts, it was a good way to hook the readers' interest! The first chapter's objectives were to make it obvious what the fic was. It should've been a clear sign as to what the fic is. In the first chapter it's present from the start that Quackity is a manipulative bastard and that Wilbur, despite that, and despite knowing what Q is trying to do, he's still a hopeless fool in love. There is manipulation, but there is real love too. (And anyone who got mad over Quackity, the villain, who is tagged as a villain, manipulating Wilbur clearly didn't read the tags. Just because I gave him a sympathetic backstory and the fact that he does LOVE Wilbur doesn't change the fact that he manipulated him and would do it again. Quackity is written as a villain. Thinking he was anything other than a villain was a fool's decision. I could go on an entire separate rant over this aspect of my story). YWNMTBAH is a dark fic. It's been a dark fic from the very beginning. They are a villain and a hero. They are on opposite sides of the war. They are enemies, each other's nemesis. It was the perfect way to introduce people to my world. I knew from the beginning what I wanted for YWNMTBAH. I knew what I wanted it to be. "Fallen Hero" is the trope that refers to a hero who falls into villainy. It's the opposite of the redeemed villain, a trope that I feel is so overdone and overused. It was self indulgent, and I never expected it to blow up like it did. I didn't expect people to latch onto it despite everything. I knew it was different from other things I had seen, it was like that by design. I didn't want to emulate fics like Clinic (that I didn't know existed by the time I was writing it, otherwise I probably would've picked a different villain name for Wilbur other than Siren XD), I didn't want it to be the same hero/hero, hero/civilian, hero/vigilante pairs I had seen, and because of how common Wilbur was written as a villain in the fandom I wanted to write Quackity as the villain. In the same lane: In future superhero fics you'll be seeing Karl as a villain more often too. But by design I made YWNMTBAH to be different from what I was reading. I wanted it to be unique because I wanted it to be EXACTLY what I wanted to read. And apparently? A lot of people got behind that self indulgent idea of mine.

"You Were Never Meant to be a Hero" is my baby. It's my magnum opus. It has an entire multiverse surrounding it now with alternate timelines and AUs for this AU. It's helped me build an amazing community and I feel absolutely FLOORED with the beautiful artwork I've received for the fic over the years of it being uploaded.

So from one author to others: Write the things you want to see in the world. Be the change you want to see. I've seen a lot more hero/villain pairings since I posted YWNMTBAH and I couldn't be happier to see them. Write things inspired by other author's works. Just make sure to credit them and tell them about it. We love it when you guys do things like that. Enjoy creating what you want to create and don't worry about what other people might think of it. Because you should write for yourself, first and foremost. So what if someone would've enjoyed YWNMTBAH if Quackity got redeemed? That was never the intention of the story. That was never the point. So what if someone didn't like that Wilbur ended up with Q in the end because of how Q manipulated him at first? It's a dark fic, read the tags. Write for yourself. Write what you want to see. Inspire others to create. And if you see my fic and think you want to write a version of it in your vision? Fucking do it. I dare you >:) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/37319827/chapters/93120913

#fanfic #fandom #writing #mcyt #You Were Never Meant to be a Hero #YWNMTBAH

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tipsy-scales · 1 month

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I lack the ability to be fully self indulgent with fictional characters, so just now I was thinking of how many cute 2B9S AU possibilities there are, but I realized they all need to include 9S getting the sh beaten out of him to maintain the tone of their original story. Here are some of my AUs below:

Arcade AU:

2B works at the prize counter and 9S keeps visiting and winning every game so he can come see her to cash in prizes. One summer he never comes to the counter and she thinks he might be gone for good, but he was actually saving up tickets to get the top prize (a giant stuffed animal) so he can use it to ask her out ❤️

DRAMATIC TWIST: the arcade was actually a front which 9S uncovers by coming so often and observing the ratio of customers to the size of the establishment. There’s no way they can stay in business! 9S is then beaten up in the back room for it. (But they still go on a date 🎵)

Mafia AU

9S likes 2B but as he gets to know her it comes to light that she is from a mafia family. They had started dating but she breaks up with him because he’s a good guy and she doesn’t want him to dirty his hands with the family business. Defiant, 9S joins the mafia as a grunt. “I’m gonna get you away from all this” he says to 2B who is wearing a very pretty 1940’s outfit. But he slips up & for it GETS BEATEN UP IN THE BACK ROOM. 2B wishes they would stop but there is nothing she can do. They only leave him alive because she likes him. Also he’s not muscular at all so beating him up feels bad 😔

He stops coming around but secretly continues communicating with 2B. 9S eventually orchestrates a showdown with an opposing family in which 2B fakes her own death and they escape together on a train into the moonlight. 😌

Moulin Rouge AU:

This one is just Moulin Rouge.

High school AU:

2B’s Mom is the principal and 2B herself is vice president of the student council. One day she finds herself sitting in for the teacher who watches over students in detention. She meets 9S who has been hacking people’s Nintendo DS’s under the bleachers for cash. (He is in detention for running a business on school grounds but the hacking also makes him distasteful to the stuck up student council types). 2B who is shackled by the duties she did not choose is against her best interests smitten by him for how free he is. She doesn’t act on it but they start to grow close because he is bad at not getting caught and ends up in detention a lot.

They eventually start dating IN SECRET. They also both like games. 9S likes JRPGs and puzzles and 2B likes fighting games but is shy about it so 9S doesn’t know right away. As a gift he gives her a pink DS with a copy of Animal Crossing that he hacked a perfect town onto. 2B doesn’t realize it though because she doesn’t play games like that. She just thinks that’s how the game is and enjoys the pretty game he gave her. She only fishes.

He also gave her a copy of Pokemon Pearl where he hacked her whole team to be shiny. She doesn’t realize this is out of the ordinary either.

2B starts hanging out with 9S under the bleachers. They just enjoy each other’s company but one day another student council member sees them there AND ASSUMES THE WORST. The member also thinks 9S is bad news and is appalled to see 2B with him. The member doesn’t say anything to the others, but tells 2B she better stay away from that guy because she has a reputation to protect!!

9S has a distrust of authority which manifests into his hacking into the school administrative system. He’s not doing anything bad. He just wants to TEST HIS ABILITIES. But eventually he discovers teachers changing the grades of students whose parents are super rich. This is a fancy private academy btw. 9S is actually from an average family but he got in on a scholarship. 9S attempts to take the info to the principal but the student council member told the principal (2B’s Mom!) that they were under the bleachers and she assumes the worst!! The principal will not listen and may not even care, so 9S is expelled for hacking the school system. They consider sending him to juvenile detention but show mercy as to not ruin his future or the schools reputation. He is also not officially expelled but it is clear he must leave. He’s also told to stay away from 2B and starts going to school on the other side of town.

They continue talking though and 2B brings him to senior prom as an act of rebellion. At this point, 9S is cool for having been expelled, so it’s an amazing move on 2B’s part.

After graduation, 2B goes to a fancy expensive university far away. Her Mom is glad her daughter is finally away from silly boys and in the right place. BUT GUESS WHO GOT A SCHOLARSHIP TO EXPENSIVE UNIVERSITY.

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That’s all I’ve got for now 😘 But there are plenty of other ways 9S can get beat u—I mean they can go on dates 🥰

#the high school one was sort of thrown on because I thought of it months ago but I’ll never post about it so it can go here!!!#thank you if you read this I had fun writing it now I’ll be tired tomorrow but it is ok #tipsy scales posts #2b9s

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ghostofhyuck · 29 days

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kinda want to write a self-indulgent socmed au featuring alley oop unit (because my bias line is there + yangyang and jaemin) so yeah,,, and it’s jeno x reader.

ugh fine brainrot rn! but alley oop unit is a basketball team here and you’re a sophomore student who’s also the younger sister of nakamoto yuta — the basketball team’s captain.

So before the school year starts, your parents decided to officially move you and Yuta back in one apartment because: 1. your rent in the girls dorm became expensive, that it’s a price of an apartment flat 2. They just think that you and your older brother should be staying in together to watch over each other.

2. So Yuta announced that he’s moving out of the athlete’s dorm which confuses the team because: 1. WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HAVE A YOUNGER SISTER. 2. Can we meet her?

3. Turns out only Sicheng and Hendery are aware of your existence. (In this au, Sicheng and Yuta are together because Yuwin is my og nct ship, while Hendery is your classmate because you two have the same college program.) Yuta rarely talks about you with his team and he’s not a very active social media person so his existence is a mystery for the guys. Like wdym they all live together in the athlete’s dorm for years and they don’t know that he has a younger sister ????

4. AND !!!! Yuta is very VERY protective of you so it’s like “yeah the reason why i didn’t told you guys is because YOU GUYS MIGHT HIT ON HER and i’m talking about the trouble duo aka jaemin and yangyang.”

5. So yeah chaos ensues when you and Yuta lived in together and the boys slowly became part of your life

6. Everyone except Jeno who you think is very very intimidating. Like the typical school jock who thinks that ball is life and his passion for sports is unreachable that he becomes unreachable too.

dumping my brainrot here, lmk if u guys are interested with this one. It’s self-indulgent btw. i still don’t know how reader and jeno’s love story will take place but it sounds interesting already.

#ghostofhyuck brainrot #nct dream #I LOVE ALLEY OOP SO MUCH

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stunfiskz · 5 months

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Rouxls and T?

T. An obscure AU.

ok so i was struggling to think of what to draw so the ones aside from the one with seam (which i drew today because i saw the original and knew i had to) are old but they’re silly so. explanation under the cut cuz it’s that one self indulgent au i’ve talked about before >_>

pfft i just realized that these really show my habit of changing brushes every two days. but yeagh so the basic premise for this au is that it’s pre canon and younger rouxls who just started working as a servant at card castle is like. ok so i really like the idea that rouxls has some sort of weird powers due to being the rules card but i also don’t think he can control them well nor really knows what he wants to do with them so instead he just uses it to be flashy and extra and sparkle and float and all that. but so basically the idea for this is that he accidentally fucking explodes a room or some shit because he’s not very good at controlling his magic and so he’s kinda forced to become seams apprentice 😭 dumb idiot doesn’t know how to use his powers etc. and yeah it’s just very silly and more based on them all interacting without much of a storyline or anything- i think jevil would be hangin out with them too and would chase rouxls around with comedically large squeaky hammers and genuinely convince him that someone wrote gullible on the ceiling etc. i worry that it’s ooc and only really appealing to me so i’ve never really posted about it but yeah. it’s just silly wizard nonsense basically. also btw rouxls is a guy in these idk if anyone was wondering that but yeah i hc him as trans and at this point in his life i just think he was solidly an egg 😭 but yeah. waves hands magic ✨

#my art #not putting this in any tags i think cuz it’s a little embarrassing…#rk #<- i HAVE meant to make my own tag for tagging stuff for him without putting it in the main tags though so. first post in there i guess hah

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orionicchaos · 1 year

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Boys will be dandelions

a genshin impact smau | Kaveh × transmasc!reader

MASTERLIST

navi.

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SUMMARY : [Name] doesn't know what's more disturbing about the stranger he saw at Starbucks a month ago : the undeniable attraction he felt or the baffling gender envy that still lies somewhere in his stomach. But he tries to just forget about him, because there's no way they'll see each other again, right ? Well, everything was fine until he suddenly started to notice stranger-without-a-name around the campus.

That, and the fact that one of the unknown's friends probably found the twitter account where he's been talking about him endlessly.

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× modern!au ; smau (social media!au) ; twitter!au ; college!au ; strangers to lovers ; friends to lovers ; pinning ; fluff ; romance ; little bit of angst ; crack-ish

× transmasc!reader (he/him used)

× fanfiction ; a soft story about self-love, understanding, being lost, reaching others and wandering alone or hand in hand

× almost self-indulgent as i'm writting this mainly for myself and it is based on my experience, but trans people are very welcome to read as there will be other trans characters that are not the reader in the fic ! In fact, anyone can read as long as you don't misgender reader/the characters.

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STATUS | on going - no post schedule

START | 04.13.23

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TAGLIST - comment, dm or send ask if you want to be added in the taglist

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TW : strong language, use of dark humor (prob), kys/kms jokes, sexual jokes, (possible) smut, TRANSPHOBIA and HOMOPHOBIA as well as DYSPHORIA (take care please, i don't quite know how it'll turn out, but please be aware and kind to yourself), there will be a specific tw list before each chapter

× bad representation of college/life in a big city (i'm literally coming from a 200- people village)

DNI : transphobic/enbyphobic, homophobic, anti-lgbtqia+ people (heavy on this one please), other basic dni (racists, misogynists, people who support p€d@philia/inc3st), be respectful wtf

a.n. : the TWs, status, title of the fic/chapters, summary etc can change

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CHARACTERS

respectable people and scaramouche | your friends

cyno, don't. | Kaveh's friends

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PLAYLIST | not made yet

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CHAPTERS' LIST

1ST ARC | Heart of Glass

♪¸¸ 001. blondie

♪¸¸ 002. collab ??

♪¸¸ 003. who tao is on live !

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A.N. : like I said about, this is a self indulgent fic. Because i got tired of never finding 1) male reader smaus 2) TRANSMASC READER SMAUS (don't try to search you'll find none). i literraly have to rely on the gn reader smaus i can find. btw im thanking every fem aligned people out there and basically anyone who makes their smaus gender neutral bc idk where i'd be without you. so this is mainly for me, and all the trans people who can't find trans rep on the x reader side of internet- even if you're not transmasc : out of 14 characters (not including reader), four to six are cisgender (two of them are questionning) with various gender identities according to my headcanons. I hope you'll find something nice by reading this fic either way :)

cred : @orionicchaos

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin x reader #genshin x m!reader #genshin x transmasc!reader #trans!reader #trans m!reader #kaveh genshin #kaveh #kaveh genshin impact #kaveh x reader #kaveh x m!reader #masterlist #smau #genshin smau #kaveh x transmasc!reader #trans characters #trans headcanon

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down-in-the-rainbow-square · 7 months

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Hi! I don't really know how to do this, but I really like your Housemates AU and my silly little brain won't stop making little head cannons about things I do being done by the reader so I want to share them with you since you're the Author of this AU.

I like to think about when the reader is showering they listen to music really loud. Even with the puppets they still like to listen to music in the shower and it is so loud if you're just strolling past the bathroom you can hear the lyrics of any song they're listening too and I have a list of songs that I play in the shower and I have particular songs for particular puppets to hear. Here is that list:

Sally: GOOD LOYAL THOTS - Odetari, Sexy - Mean Girls, The Main Character - Will Wood

Wally: Blue Haired Boy - Marilyn Mei, NARCISSISTIC PERSONALITY DISORDER - Odetari

Poppy: What If Things Get Worse - Kaden MacKay,

Howdy: I Don't Get Sleep - Naethan Apollo, ENTER: A BEGINNERS GUIDE TO FAKING YOUR DEATH - Jhariah,

Barnaby: Night Watch - Naethan Apollo, Hell Of A Ride - Bo Burnham,

Julie: Fighting With The Melody - Jimmy Urine,

Frank: Hell Of A Ride (Studio) - Bo Burnham,

Eddie: Rule #21 Momento Mori - Fish in a Birdcage,

Everyone: 8 Now - Food House + Gupi + Fraxiom, XOXO (kisses hugs) - 6earlyhuman, Never Wanted To Dance - Mindless Self Indulgence [I dont support them btw], Witness - MSI

It's all fun and games when they first hear the music, maybe they're a little worried, but it's relatively harmless to both the puppets and You. Until you start humming Fighting the melody by Jimmy Urine and for some reason Julie's singing the lyrics along with you.

Thank you for your time!

Hello! I like the idea of R listening to music loudly in the shower. They're used to nobody being around and feel more comfortable when something's going on in the background! I don't know any of these songs except for ENTER: A BEGINNERS GUIDE TO FAKING YOUR DEATH, so these are all very new to me. I have my own playlists on what I think some of the characters would listen to, but this is very interesting!

#rainbow square post #wh housemates au #<- new tag!#ill add it to the two writings #its so cool that people (or someone) are/is making headcanons for my little au!#im flattered really #in my official canon R shows them a bunch of '60s/'70s songs so they feel more “at home”#Home “sings” along sometimes

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 2 months

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i know merman!suguru is like the hot topic for now (as he should because omg . i think we’ve all seen that fanart and thought ‘ah yes. i’d drop myself into the waters like gojo too if i met this beauty’) but like…. what about pirate!suguru……

i have a feeling that he would look SO SO good as a pirate. but then again it’s pretty unfair??? how suguru works with all the different types and styles of aus???….. i actually think that whatever role you’d give him (merman, knight, pirate, idk even a cat etc) would eventually end up working just as nicely. and the way he nails such roles too? absolutely insane. and incredible. istg doesn’t matter in what universe you put him in, it would ALWAYS work up!!! atp i’m convinced he would look good even if he had a normal job as a cashier or a salaryman…………

PIRATE!SUGUUU OHHHHH MY FUCKING GOD ANON YOU GUYS CAN’T KEEP DOING THIS TO ME 😭😭😭

no because you’re so RIGHT, sugu is so versatile that he really fits so well no matter where you put him?? “idk even a cat” PHDNDB YEAH HE’S JUST…. he’s our talented wife!!! he has it all!!!!!

pirate!sugu…… i wish i had more to say anon but now that i think about it i don’t know anything about pirates 😭😭😭 my knowledge comes exclusively from tloz BUT i do know for a fact that he would be the captain and he’d be sexy as fuck. assertive and respectful and clever. a lil mischievous too…… i need him i fear. (what if… pirate!sugu/merman!reader 👀👀….)

okay but salaryman sugu and cashier sugu are BOTH so great …… one of my favorite flavours of sugu happens to be barista sugu <33 our working man !!!! he’s going through the horrors of retail but he’s thriving. getting tips bc he flirts with his customers (but he does it very subtly)… idk i just feel like he would notice you studying there and get a lil worried over how much caffeine you consume 😭😭 just kinda watches you work when he’s bored and sometimes it’s just the two of you in the café and he thinks it’s cozy :33 maybe starts doodling a little on your coffee cups and no one else’s, hoping it’ll cheer you up… 🥺🥺 smth like a little kitty cat saying work hard !! or do your best !! and he gets so giddy when he sees you smile from where he’s standing behind the counter…… T_T and as you start exchanging greetings and making small talk more often he eventually suggests that you buy a nice herbal tea or hot choco instead of the copious amounts of black coffee you drink PHDJDHD (toooootally not self-indulgent btw … wdym ……) just !! sugu being a worried sweetie :(( you’re his favorite customer !!!

i’m also imagining reader getting approached by a creep or maybe walking into the café because they’re being followed by one and they’re just so scared :(( and sugu notices instantly. does the barista thing where he hands them their coffee directly and makes sure to ask them in a whisper if the guy over at the other table is bothering them……. and then he intimidates the fuck out of said creep and demands that he leaves. gives you a sweet drink on the house to ease your nerves and even tells you to stay until his shift ends so he can walk you to the bus stop :((( he’s the ideal man idc!!!!! just so respectful and caring and protective.

so as u can tell i got carried away (added barista!sugu to the wip list 😞😞 save me from this agony) BUT ANON PIRATE!SUGU IS ALSO SO BIGBRAINED don’t hesitate to send in any thoughts u have on the topic …. now i’m gonna go daydream abt barista sugu while making my chai latte <33

#im also thinking abt #barista sugu and reader dating #and he alwayssss brings them their drink of choice #to the point where he starts smelling like it #and when u eventually move in together he makes u coffee every morning w cute latte art T_T #i need him so bad.#these sugu anons are feeding me hand to mouth im so grateful #love u all <33 mwah mwah #ask tag ✩

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