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mists-reading-nook · 1 year
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A Creator!reader who curled around Tevyat from above,sleeping and resting while also protecting thier most beloved creation. They were known as "The watcher",and all the texts around them focused on thier watchful and protective gaze. No one knows what they look like,because they have no true form.
Creator,no,watcher reader who saw the twins enter the world. Who decided to decend to keep a closer eye on the traveller.
Creator reader who has eyes everywhere. From the gatekeeper (the one who stopped the traveller from leaving),to the fairy they sent to keep eyes on the traveller. They can see you.
No matter where you are.
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teruri-ruri · 2 months
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he's just a little nervous ok
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Captain Price, drinking tea :
Laswell, also drinking tea :
The rest of the 141 creating chaos :
Laswell, turns to Price : How many kids do you have?
Captain Price, does a dad sigh :
Captain Price : Biologically? Emotionally? Or legally?
Captain Price, continues drinking tea :
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Laswell, sees the fondness in his weary eyes :
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dismas-n-dismay · 3 days
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Suki - Chimera Falin amv
I present before you: The Chimera Falin Edit.
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rusmii · 4 months
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꒰ Here With Me ꒱ - d.osamu
🐈‍⬛💬 : 15!d. osamu x fem!reader
💬 : whew I'm pumping out these dazai posts a lot. anyways expect a chuuya post soon! NOT PROOFREAD, just posted it.
🐈‍⬛ : not following the main story but has some elements of the original, dazai is a lonely mean dick, reader has this super ultra crush on dazai, one-sided crush, timeline jumps A LOT, up to reader to interpret who says the last line, open ending
💬 : getting rejected by your crush every day was a norm for you. so you turn into a cat to be his friend!
🐈‍⬛💬 taglist (free to join!) : @luvan1 @dollchuya @asqmi @squigglewigglewoo @liviash
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"No."
People around you giggle amongst themselves as they pass by. A smile was still plastered on your face as you nodded your head and waved him goodbye. "See you tomorrow then, Dazai-kun!" That was a lie; truth be told you'll see him tonight.
From the corner of your eye, you saw how Dazai interacted with other people — happily chatting to people within his social circle, so unlike him — sure, he was introverted, but you knew that he could be just as social as he hated people.
As he hated you.
Walking home was always a boring adventure. Nothing exciting seemed to catch your attention, like how it does to a normal teenager.
When the sun had set, and people had their windows closed, you finally decided that it's time. Throwing a leg over the short concrete wall, you climb up the fence and onto the rooftop; a random persons rooftop but they didn't have to know.
Digging through your school bag, you pulled out a unique kitsune mask that a jumbo cat had given you one evening. You remember that day like it was the seven stars.
Rubbing your stomach, he whispers, "I wish life was just as beautiful as you are." What should have sent you into cardiac arrest made you purr instead.
You cling onto his vices — his already solitude atmosphere making you calm. "You know.." He says as he lifts you up to examine your face. "..You kind of remind me of someone I know," he continues his little inspection as he plays with your little paws as gently as he could.
You tilt your head, 'What does that mean?' And for some reason, Dazai feels like he could understand you. "I honestly don't know." Oh, who was he kidding? Understanding a cat? Yeah understanding their social cues, not their thoughts.
Dazai bit his inner cheek, your coat keeping him in a trance as he rubs your back. He looks at your eyes; so glistening bright, opposite of his. Full of life like a little midget he knows and.. well, someone who just won't get off his ass.
"[Name]..." He whispers before he could shut himself up. When he sees your spine perk up, he panics a little. "What's wrong?" He asks you, the chills still never leaving your body. Was he seriously thinking about you? What happened to him constantly saying he hated you?
And wanted nothing to do with you? "[Name]," Dazai repeats again but this time you don't give him much of a reaction, trying to act calmer; pawing at his shirt as soon as he says the name. "Meoow!" A long drawn sound escaped from your little mouth, and when another repeat of your name came up, you rub your head against him.
"[Name] huh?" Dazai ponders, "You seem to like that name a lot kitty," he pets your head. "Do you like [name]?"
Dazai smiles when your meow sounded positive. "Yeah.. I like that name too," He admits — which catches your interest real fast. Noticing your new profound interest, Dazai fake coughs. "Sharing secrets aren't my thing but...." He looks around his room, despite it just being you two, he eyes his window before bring his head down to you.
"I guess I can share this one with you," he smiles at you, placing you on your back as he gets up to close his window.
Each piece of foreign information made you happy to say the least.
Sure, it may seem a little creepy to have gain any new knowledge on someone's personal life this way, but that's what made you love him even more.
All the little oopsie daisies and the big successful achievements he makes are all worth sacrificing your human self for just a bit.
Putting the mask on your face, you jump from your two human legs and land on your four paws.
"Do you wish to meet your boy?" A voice from behind you asks. You yelp and jump up from the bench, a big cat eerily smiling your way. It was standing next to the vending machine and had a whole selection of kitsune masks right next to it.
You hopped from roof to roof, in the direction of his house. The outline of his neighborhood finally coming into view.
'What the hell did you do to me?!' You wanted to scream as soon as you saw the world get bigger and your hands more warmer, but what came out was gurgled angry screeches. As if it was mocking your current predicament, it points into a random direction.
"Go see your boy, and thank me later when you're satisfied."
Once you reached the premise of Dazai's house, you scoured around to where his bedroom was and started scratching at the window.
It didn't take long for your beloved to open his window with a platter of food already ready for you. "You must be hungry, huh?" He laughs when you jump inside and run straight towards the leftovers from his dinner.
"[Name], if you eat too fast, you'll choke and die!" The name. Your name sounds so endearing when he says it like that. "Actually, imagine a cat and a human dying together," he continues — rubbing your back.
"Would you be buried next to me?" He questions as you finish your meal, licking the plate clean. Once you turned to him, he picked you up and placed you on his lap as he sat on his bed.
He looks down at you with an expression you couldn't read. "Would you want to be buried with me?" He asks again, albeit a bit sadder this time.
"I do."
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otrtbs · 3 months
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what’s that trope called where it’s like person A is in love with person B but person B loves person C and then when person A moves on and tries to live a life w/o person B, person B realizes that person A was the one for them all along but by then it’s too late. and everyone’s unhappy ?????
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murasaki-cha · 8 months
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I saw the opportunity and I took it
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rfwallysposts · 8 months
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I literaly love this photo <3 All my favorites in one photo <3
(Art is not mine!)
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pinkthick · 6 months
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AYYY WE GOT DOCTOR STRANGE SUPREME COMING BACK ON 22 DECEMBER
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My man is back🤞
(Finally got back some motivation to write something with Stephen because of this)
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misstycloud · 1 year
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Not-so-serious ask but more offff how would stalker! Yan react to seeing reader singing very vulgar/sexual songs? They do the dance moves and say every.single.word. Absolutely no shame in them.
(Songs like: “slut me out”- NLE choppa) thank you for your time!💖
Oh, god. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god!
The stalker covered their mouth with their hand to stop them from gasping out loud. They couldn’t have you hear them.
If you did, you’d notice them sitting in that tree you never liked right outside your window. It destroyed the view, you thought. Not that there was much to see anyway.
They had planned out their evening perfectly, go to your house, climb the tree as they’ve done so many times and snap a couple photos. Nothing more, nothing less.
Just a normal night for them, really. What they hadn’t expected was to see you through your living room window, singing a not-so censored song.
Inside your home, you repeated the lyrics of the song perfectly. You knew it like the back of your hand. “Ayy, rip off my shirt if you love me.” while singing, your body seems to have a mind of its own, throwing your arms out and stepping to the beat.
With shaky hands, your stalker lifted the camera up and pressed the button, a click emenating from it. The way you swayed your hips, and the way you told them to rip your shirt off. Oh, they could just die at the spot!
“(Y/n)~” they groaned your name and placed their palm over their heart; feeling how it vigoursly slammed against his ribs.
“Spit in my face when you fuck me.”
“I could never do that to you, my dear!” the stalker cried, “you’re too good for me, but if you want you can spit on me.” they said even though you had no way of hearing them.
“Play with my gooch, while you suck me~”
“Yes, I’d love to!”
“Eat the dick like you was ugly”
“Ah, I’m so terribly ugly compared to you!” a shamefully red blush dusted they’d cheeks because of your vulgar words, though there were not directed at them.
“Why you being so weird to me?”
The watcher froze up in the tree, together with all the green leaves as company. “I-I’m sorry, it’s just that…I like you so, so much…!”
You continued the song, unknowing of the dark shadow looming right outside your window, who had perfect sight of you and every single thing you did. You kept going, but they themselves appeared to be stuck on that line.
“I can’t help it! I like-no- love you! I love you. So, so, so, so much, you have no idea!”
It was the truth, they really couldn’t love anything or anyone as much as you. You were their entire world. Nothing mattered compared to you. You were their sun, the thing that brought colour and light to their otherwise bleak world.
That’s why they acted in a way most would consider…odd.
The things they acted upon wasn’t exactly what the majority of couples did. Normal couples don’t jot down their partner’s whole schedule. Normal couples don’t follow each other around constantly, without any concern for the hour. Normal couples don’t collect every single piece that had touched their partner’s body in any sort of way.
And normal couples definitely don’t print out photos of the other to cover their entire wall.
But it was all in the sake of love! Nothing harmful about that, surely it is all alright. Who could deny a young citizen with their entire life ahead of them a chance of loving something else other than their phone.
The stalker’s heart continued to thump loudly in their chest, making their ears drum at the feeling. They had taken all the pictures they needed for tonight and settled to listen. You had now gotten to the end of the song.
“Slut me out!”
Thump
“Slut me out!”
Thump
“Slut!-“
They leaned forward to get a better view of you since you’d began moving back in your home, making it somewhat harder to see you clearly.
“Slut!-“
They didn’t hear the crack sounding under them.
“Slut!-“
It was too late, disaster was inevitable.
“Me!-“
After another cracking noise, they glanced down to discover the branch breaking under their weight.
“-out!”
‘Crack!’
You jumped at the sound and quickly ran to turn off the music. You approached the windows and looked outside, but there was not a single would out there.
Only a tree with a broken branch.
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mists-reading-nook · 1 year
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The Watcher.
Tw: exteme religion,religious delusion,dissociation(??)/Derealization
(Please tell me if any other tws are needed)
Cw: Aether as traveller
Someone was watching him.
Aether could feel the eyes on him,always watching,no matter where he was,no matter what he did. No matter if he was awake or asleep,someone was always watching.
He didn't know who it was,and he didn't think he wanted to know. If he didn't know,if he didn't stop to think about it,he could feel at least a little at peace with the eyes.
He knew the walls had ears,people had told him that. People had whispered it under baited breath. What they hadn't told him however,was that the walls had eyes. Everything did. The sky,the sun,people he spoke too. They all seemed to keep their eyes trained on him. Watching.
Everything seemed fake. Even his dear Paimon was hiding something. Or more like,some one. Someone who knew of his presence,who knew of his past,and was bent on watching him all the time. Making sure that his every movement was seen and recorded under a watchful gaze.
The more he realized this,the more paranoid he became. What could he do to stop the watching? To get even a minute of privacy.
Privacy. It seemed like a distant dream now,the idea,the facade of having time and space to yourself. Privacy wasn't real. It was a fake,made up idea meant to give hope.
After awhile,he began to think of the one watching him as a God of sorts. After all,how else would they be watching him day in and day out,never letting up? How could they,unless they were a divine being of sorts?
He now worships the being,who he calls "The Watcher",fervently. The watcher protects. The watcher loves. The watcher is compassion and kindness itself. The watcher keeps you safe.
That was the mantra he had begun to repeat daily,whispering and talking to himself as he looked around paranoidly. To others he looked crazy. A sad man wandering the world in search for a sister no one had seen,worshipping a God no one had heard of.
But that was ok with Aether. After all,The Watcher didn't think he was crazy. And that was all that mattered.
The watcher protects. The watcher loves. The watcher is compassion and kindness itself. The watcher keeps you safe. The watcher protects. The watcher loves. The watcher is compassion and kindness itself. The watcher keeps you safe.The watcher protects. The watcher loves. The watcher is compassion and kindness itself. The watcher keeps you safe.The watcher protects. The watcher loves. The watcher is compassion and kindness itself. The watcher keeps you safe.The watcher protects. The watcher loves. The watcher is compassion and kindness itself. The watcher keeps you safe.The watcher protects. The watcher loves. The watcher is compassion and kindness itself. The watcher keeps you safe…The watcher protects. The watcher loves. The watcher is compassion and kindness itself. The watcher keeps you safe……..
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artistdove · 17 days
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Watcher Grian, a chaotic being that tries to protect those he cares for but ends up creating trouble regardless.
Once admin of the Evo server, he watched the server until it ended and now governs the Life Series server.
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yuri-is-online · 3 months
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tragedy anon back again w u guess it!!! More tragedy!!! Im thinking rn of a Yuu who was always going to die in the end. Like being sent back to their world is the equivalent to a death sentence, and they can't stay in TWST because time always loops and they feel like shit for trapping everyone in a moment when they could all be living their lives if not for them.
Yuu who has always been doomed from the start.... Like maybe yuu has been framed for a crime back in their prev world and when they do come back their execution will commence or maybe it's the apocalypse and when they do come back it's truly only a matter of time when they die. Thinking of the TWST boys who goes to visit them only to find nobody..... But traces of them.... Though I feel like the first scenario is more brutal, imagine you go visit your friend and not only are they dead but they were sentenced to death for a crime you know damn well they did not commit and everyone else is rejoicing.
Rejoicing that they're gone. Rejoicing at the fact that they all had KILLED them. Did Yuu know this was going to happen? If they did why had they not told them?! (they will never know, no one ever will because no one ever asked when they were alive if they were alright and they sure as hell will never get an answer because Yuu is dead and they are gone. Forever. )
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Ah tragedy annon, my Billy Shakes if you will, this made me THINK think. Doomed (hehe dyuumed) by the narrative is such a sexy trope. "If you were dead at the end of the story you were dead since the beginning" my beloved.
The main thing that made me think is that in country's that have the death penalty there's typically a lengthy appeals process + a ban on sentencing minors to it, even if they were charged as an adult, that makes it hard for me to see that being Yuu’s situation. That being said I agree that would be an awful, awful thing to come see. I could see someone like Malleus, who hates seeing other people happy when he isn't and is prone to causing storm with his magic, going full Netflix Castlevania and starting an apocalypse in Yuu's world while bringing their body home to be laid in state in Briar Valley. It's his right as King of the Abyss after all. Someone like Riddle might try proving your innocence, thinking about how restoring your good name is all he can do while the Octatrio extract their own kind of justice.
The apocalypse Yuu scenarios are ones I like but haven't played around with much just because post apocalyptic settings aren't my jam but! I could see there being a lot of anger at this Yuu for not telling them their situation. Of course now that the boys are older, they can reflect on their behavior and know why Yuu said nothing. But it's easier to blame Yuu at first than accept that they're grieving. It would take them a long time to work through that I think.
My personal preference for scenarios like these involve Yuu being mortally injured before coming to Twisted Wonderland, either in an accident or an attack, that results in their death when they return. I've also played around with terminal illness that's temporarily cured by going to Twisted Wonderland (my own health issues have made me like that less :/) that Yuu isn't recovered from when they return. Either way Yuu is dead when their friends finally figure out a way to get to their world and they have no way of being there for them. And they have no one to blame but themselves... unless.
Unless...
Maybe they could re-set time again?
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Y/N, lets out a groan whilst crossing arms : Oh, come on! Stop worrying so much, you’re my co-worker not my mother.
Laswell, crossing arms & smirks in amusement : I buy you food and clothes. I also drop by your house at least once a week to make sure you’re still alive. Hate to break it to you but, in all ways that count, I’m basically your mother.
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brittle-doughie · 1 year
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Y/N Cookie Blurbs (Various Cookies)
Essentially little random stuff set from various fics
A Handycookie’s Expertise
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You were ready to head out for the day, work in the lower levels wasn’t easy, but it came with the territory. You put away your equipment at your station before heading to the elevator as you pressed the button.
“Hold the elevator for me, Y/N Cookie~”
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Crumbs. (Sonic drowning theme plays)
You subtly, but rapidly, kept pressing the elevator button. Fortuna please, this was the last thing you wanted today, you were right there-
Dark Fondue made it inside before the elevator door closed a mere second afterwards.
“Thank you, you’re such a gentleman/lady~”
Cue one awkward elevator ride as Dark Fondue tried to get as close as possible to you, asking if you happened to be free tonight~
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Bake It till You Make It
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“What a beautiful cake! Do you have any plans to visit the Republic? Would you be interested in opening a branch there?”
Your baking career has led you to opening up shop in the Creme Republic, after a long negotiation with Clotted Cream Cookie. This place definitely had a different vibe then back home, but hey, the republicans seem to really love your cakes, so you learned to stick to it.
“This cake tasted so amazing! If it’s not much a problem…can I order another?”
“It was perfect! Not even the republic’s bakers can match your level, they can learn from you!”
“Looked and tasted as great as I thought it would! I’m definitely coming back here..”
What happy customers…a little too happy…
Oh well, next!
“O-oh, I was just happening to be walking by when I saw this cake shop, I thought it would be a good opportunity to visit.”
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You thanked the woman, with the reputation of the republic, still hearing that they’d be interested in visiting your little cake shop over the more fancy restaurants made you feel honored.
“If it’s not too much to ask, may I request a cake?”
You readied your notepad.
Whenever you’re ready, madam.
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A Fish in a Barrel
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Part two will be happening, don’t y’all worry!
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“Where they could be? We’re searched a large portion of these snowy plains and…oh no..this is…part of Y/N Cookie’s uniform in the snow. You don’t think they’re…”
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“Hold your tongue! The Eighth Watcher would never let themselves freeze, they’re stronger then that. We should take this as a sign that they’re out there instead!”
Bittersweet just looked to the ever expansive tundra of snow, with you on Bittersweet’s mind.
The Second Watcher refused to believe you were frozen crumbs, you HAD to be out there somewhere.
The Bittersweet Watcher also wanted to hope you were out there as well, everyone has been a little down on morale, including Bittersweet.
Caramel Arrow did help with matters…but…
The Watchers just felt empty without you…
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No Dice
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Clotted Cream Cookie had to walk around with a shield you casted on him for the rest of the council meetings, your ancient cookie pals would be incredibly hostile towards him, especially if you were nearby.
The squad would never leave your side ever since Clotted’s proposal, they were too worried that this cookie may try to pull a fast one and rob your Soul Jam!
It’s only normal that the best of friends look out for one another! Pure Vanilla thinks that time spent together can really bring you all closer together.
That would be a good idea if it weren’t for the fact that they were trying to kil-WHITE LILY PUT THOSE POISONOUS LILES DOWN!
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She swears that she’s only handling a problem before it gets worse. No cookie will take advantage of you when she’s around! So she…plans on taking Clotted out of the picture so he won’t bother you anymore!
You would sigh as you gave White Lily a gentle bonk on the head. No, White Lily, that was not the way of the ancient heroes.
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Molded, Battered, Whole
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The six dragons were flying about in the islands, it was time they all got a pile of fresh air, especially dragons that remain cooped up in their palace all day…Lotus…
It was also a time the five wanted to spend time with you not having to worry about anything. Longan’s plan could wait just a little longer if it meant getting to see you more often.
And so, the five dragons soared through the sky, flapping their wings at different rates-five?
The dragons looked around for their missing sixth, only to see you lagging behind as you flapped your wings slower then theirs.
Lychee giggled as they watch you try to keep up with the others, who now have stopped their flying to allow you to catch up.
“Hehehe, come on Y/N Dragon Cookie! Don’t be a slowpoke now!”
Yep. This old dragon cookie was slowing down..
The other dragons’ eyes widen at your statement, now being reminded of your old and possibly declining self.
Lychee…
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They cried as they clung to you, swearing that it was a joke, they didn’t mean it…
Please don’t leave them behind…
The dragons took extra good care of you that week
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elvisjahic · 2 months
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