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50s au tuesday... because why not... she was probably caught by kitty or smth when writing that. then she got teased the hell out of.

she is basically the same in this au (so like, super lovestruck and a silly). i love her very much <3

alsooo random tuesday headcanon, but i always imagined every time lou invites the spy girls to hang out with him, tuesday thinks that she is on date with lou, completely forgetting that lydia and kitty are there as well. she is in her own little fantasy world when she's with lou.

so she's like "aw lou, isn't this romantic?" whilst holding his arm like a couple would, and kitty yells from behind "we're going to fucking mcdonalds tuesday, wym?".

Yeah I’m surprised I’m posting a Romeo and Juliet comic too.

Context: This is Act 3 Scene 1; Romeo, who has just secretly married Juliet, does not wish to fight Tybalt because he sees him as a kinsman (Tybalt and Juliet are cousins). Mercutio, thinking Romeo is afraid to fight, draws his sword and challenges Tybalt in Romeo’s stead.

Some other things to mention: Benvolio (character on the left) is Romeo’s cousin; and doesn’t want a fight to break loose between the Montagues and Capulets. Mercutio is basically saying Tybalt is a cat by calling him a “rat-catcher”; and throws a lot more cat-related insults at Tybalt throughout this scene.

Hope you don't mind Dion or Jeremy reacting to their s/o getting kidnapped. I just want to see the world burns lol

DION AGRICHE, JEREMY AGRICHE (SEPARATE) ⍣ GENDER-NEUTRAL READER

synopsis. his reaction to you getting kidnapped.

DION is eerily calm - at least on the outside - when he hears the news of your kidnapping from your bodyguard, johann. roxana watches him closely, as if expecting her half-brother to kill him for failing to protect you, and raises an eyebrow when dion approaches him.

he surprises johann by kneeling down to his level, and the bodyguard trembles like a leaf, fearing his impending doom. it's no secret that dion favours you a lot, and if he finds even a tiny bruise on your delicate skin, he's already walking away with the tip of his sword dragging across the floor.

kidnapping you - in other words, stealing what's his - is enough to anger dion, although it doesn't show on his expression. but he's even angrier at johann for failing to do his simple job of keeping you safe.

grabbing his jaw roughly, dion asks him, "what did they look like?" his expression is unreadable, and that only scares johann further. he's struggling to answer because truthfully, he doesn't know. one moment you were there, and the next you were gone. his head would surely roll if he gives dion that answer.

dion grows impatient and as he stands up, raising his sword to behead johann, roxana quickly stops him and says that she knows the identities of the people who had kidnapped you and where you're kept thanks to her butterflies. he'd demand her to tell him everything, his desperation to have you back in his arms becoming evident.

he doesn't need a detailed plan to rescue you; he'll do what he usually does and make it rain blood. as he throws his black cloak over his head, he strides out of the agriche residence with his sword in hand, ready to make your kidnappers reap what they had sown. oh, he'll make them regret kidnapping his beloved butterfly.

JEREMY is beyond pissed. he's furiously turning his entire room upside down, smashing whatever his hands come across on the floor as he yells at your poor bodyguard for being useless and incompetent. he returned to the manor hoping to spend some quality time in your embrace, only to be told that some fools had kidnapped you. not an ideal welcome home greeting.

"well, don't just stand there! organise a search party and find (y/n) right now! if i find even a tiny scratch on their body, i'll turn you all into demon chow!" he shouts. his anger is clouding his judgement, and jeremy proceeds to punch the wall in frustration. just who decided to ruin his day by taking advantage of his absence to kidnap you?

after taking deep breaths, he manages to calm down slightly. he's not going to accept this. you had promised to stay by his side no matter what, and in return he had promised to protect you... he grits his teeth. you both can still keep your promises, and he's determined to fulfill his by saving you himself.

before johann could scramble out of his room, jeremy clamps a hand down on his shoulder. "you stay here. i'll handle this myself," he says before shoving the bodyguard aside to storm into the hallway. he'd ask a few of his half-siblings for help, and convincing them is easy; he only needs promise them that they can kill your kidnappers and take whatever they like from the corpses, whether it'd be jewels, trinkets, their nails or even their eyeballs...

jeremy is already grinning sinisterly at the thought of giving hell to your kidnappers. they'd be wishing they were dead by the time he's done mutilating their bodies beyond recognition, and his precious angel will be safe and sound again.

"no one takes (y/n) from me and gets away with it," he mutters.

I have done the KOC (Kinda Orphans Crew), time for the Children of Omnicron! (Whom I also love) We have:

Mean Rudolf the red-nosed reindeer (who is on fire

Fenrir thought that naming his human self after a wolf would be ironic. However, it only makes him sound like an edgelord.

Will send shit up in flames to make himself laugh. Deena tries to repair affected lifeforms whenever possible. Also used to set shit on fire to piss Metta off.

Unironcially enjoys fucking with Ross. Ross was pissed at first but now he just tries to get Fenrir back via tomfoolery. This has turned into a prank war, but with more fire.

Most of the time, he chooses to switch to Fona at reasonable times and locations. Reason gets thrown out the window is Fenrir gets even slightly cold.

Boasts to the other CoO that he looks the most like the MC. He shut up when Nadine mentioned that that means that he looks the most like Deena. (Zetta wonders how a wolf would have 2 deer, 2 dragons, a bird, a ball?, and a fish as his children)

Battles Celine and Petram to relieve destructive tendencies that build up over time. Celine enjoys these bouts immensely, and Fenrir refuses to admit if he does or not. (He does)

Was intially standoffish to the MC after resurrection, but quickly became attached to them. Has literally walked into the Parum Guild as Fona to ask where they were.

A nerfed, pissed-off bird

Literally just thought that Nadine was a pretty name. Didn't give it much thought.

Likes to cause random windstorms to fuck with the guild specifically. Will not do it if KOC is nearby.

Is currently trying to get Nora to be more assertive and aggressive. Nora has used her 'newfound' assertiveness to ridicule Nadine on her previous decisions.

Honestly spends more time as Ventra than as Nadine. Lands and sleeps on Deena's airship to annoy her.

Mainly avoids the other CoO. Only really engages with the others to either suggest stupid shit to them or do stupid shit to them. (Except Grunda)

Has developed a respect for Lydia's hunts and her control of the greater drakes. Had a similar respect for Metta's Nexolord conquests.

Tries to be a cryptic, cool aunt but just comes off as overdramatic. The MC doesn't mind though.

A dolphin with bad volleyball skills

Merida sounded like 'mermaid', so she went with that. Zetta said she didn't look like one and she tried to drown him.

Only really uses her powers if she gets mad. Which is often. i.e. Volleyball matches.

Finn has been insistent on battling her for practice, which has annoyed her to no end. She eventually decided that beating him into the ground repeatedly would make her feel better. The same worked for when Metta was being annoying.

Very reasonable with switching between Arqua and Merida. However, she will switch 100% of the time if given the chance to fuck with the Guild. Block the harbor? Constantly sit or stand in the corner of Lobo's eye to fuck with him? Sleep on Deena's personal airship, as recommended by Ventra? Nothing is out of the question.

Talks to the other about life advice, surprisingly. Gets good advice from Grunda and Deena, gets bad advice from Fenrir and Nadine. Doesn't even try to ask Zetta for advice.

Nolan is the only person in the entire continent who is willing to play volleyball with her. This is because his volleyball skills are on the exact same level as Merida's.

Actually really likes the MC. Has tries to convince them to have a volleyball match with her, but they were always suddenly busy. It can't be helped, Merida supposes.

Purple, juiced Rayquaza

Tried to think of the most random name he could to piss off the rest of his siblings. Thus, Zetta. He also chose it to shit on Metta.

Shocks people at random times to fuck with them. Also causes power outages for fun, except in Cadium. The Guild does not appreciate this.

He thinks that Coco is the coolest thing since sliced bread, despite Coco's protests. Zetta has multiple scratches to show for this, but he doesn't mind. In fact, he says in makes him look cool.

Honestly, he only switches now to show off in front of others. He is just slightly too big to not cause a nationwide panic when he switches to Luxa. (That doesn't stop him though.)

Ya know those younger siblings who ask about every single thing they see who have no brakes or filter whatsoever? Yeah, that's Zetta. Man hasn't been above ground for like, 800 years. Shit's changed and he's curious.

Bothers Logan constantly. Logan just wants to do unethical science without this thousands-of-years old child knocking on his window at 3 in the morning.

Overprotective of the MC, of all things. Respects their power but is also like, "That's the only(?) member of the family that is younger than me! I'm not losing this opportunity to embarrass them!" Also tries to be the cool uncle.

Old Godzilla that runs an orphanage

Had a human name once, but honestly forgot it a long time ago. The others think it's hilarious when he introduces himself as Grunda to humans.

Does not really use his powers anymore. Only really uses them to remove large rocks that the orphanage kids could injure themselves on. (lord, he has gotten soft)

All of KOC come to him when they do stupid things because they know he won't as upset with them due to Grunda witnessing their history of doing stupid things. The KOC and Metta, a long time ago, are correct.

Almost never switches anymore. When he does though, it's only because the KOC or, rarely, FRN asked him to. They like to sit on his head.

Has been using the other CoO's exploits as bedtime stories at the Orphanage for a long time now, but modifed to more kid friendly versions. The first time each of CoO came in individually the kids were all ecstatic because "Mr. Grunda's brother/sister was here and they had heard so much about them!" (The other CoO never know what to do with several tiny human children all trying to talk and play with them at once.)

Leo lives with at the Orphanage now. Nobody knows how this 13 year old child managed to move across the continent without anyone knowing, but Nora theroizes that Ross had something to do with it. Leo also doesn't know that Grunda is the Grunda, somehow.

Easily has the best relationship with the MC. It happens when you raise someone from practically birth. Grunda did have practice with literally all of the others, after all.

A deer-plant-thing that can kick your ass

Deena was just a name that felt right. Only chose it after being disowned, however. Metta was never able to figure out her human form because of this.

Mainly uses her powers to restore life to lifeless places. The others think that it is a fruitless endeavor, but Deena finds joy in the small things it produces.

Surprisingly, Riley has come to her for ass kicking lessons. Deena was initially surprised until she found out Riley was using those lessons to prevent Finn from doing stupid shit. Nolan eventually joins.

Switches the most out of all of the siblings. Mainly does it to help MC get used to their Tyrant form. Also will give rides if asked politely.

The other CoO come to her to break them out of jail. At this point, they have their own private 'Primordial Tryant Time Out' jail at the Parum Guild headquarters, courtesy of the other Guildmasters.

Fucks with Xanders constantly. Has convinced the other CoO to do so as well. Nadine was especially gun-ho about it.

Has been trying to not pressure the MC with the whole 'I'm you mom' thing. The MC is very hesitant as well, but they primarily ask her about guild things and Tyrant things, just to get used to her presence.

And a ball of ribbons out for revenge, which isn't new

Never really gave himself a human name. He never felt like it was appropriate.

Uses to power to extract revenge upon his siblings and his niece/nephew. Success... varies.

Doesn't really talk to anyone anymore. He kinda misses it after being forced to talk to people nonstop as the Nexolord.

Always Metta. The first time he switched back to 'The Nexolord' was to, predictably, fuck with his niece/nephew.

Refuses to interact with the other CoO due to their involvement with Omnisun's ascension. He refuses to admit that he misses them.

Also fucks with the N1 Protagonist when applicable. Primarily through Venefelis' existence.

Fucking hates his niece/nephew.

being passed around at a halloween party . . . . .

first one to fuck you is a vampire and he plays his role a little too well. bites down on your neck and manages to draw blood, smiles into your skin when you tighten your legs around his hips and push him deeper into you.

second one is a demon. his thrusts are ruthless and his smirk is mean — his degradation is nasty, his slaps fire you up, and when he spits into your mouth as he cums inside of you makes you see stars.

third is a duo, a pair of ghost faces. one fucks your mouth and pushes his cum into you with his thumb as the other relentlessly spreads you open from behind. they take turns taking pictures of your fucked out state.

next up is a priest. he wraps his rosary around your neck, then his hand. brings your back to his chest and buries his cock deep inside of you. tells you that this is the closest you’ll ever get to god and you’re already drowning in too much pleasure to tell him that he isn’t even the real thing.

and the night goes on

~ a little something about waking up next to Dazai, and he's unbearable as always ~

"I might just eat you alive..." He mumbles to himself, barely audible. His eyes are half-lidded, and he's barely blinked.

He's been watching you sleep next to him curled up like a kitten for the past hour, way past the time you usually wake up. He's the oversleeper, not you, and it makes him hyper aware of your bodily functions and if they're okay. He hasn't eaten properly in days, but you don't need to know that. He's rabid, and he knows he's being a total freak right now, but who will worry for you if not for him? He must rise up to be the voice of reason, the watchful eye that keeps you on track even if he can barely keep himself alive! He wishes you'd stay forever, where he could avoid his problems and take care of your every single need. He should be everything you need... He hopes. Then you'd never leave, and he would make sure to eat more, just for you. How perfect... selfish.

God, he just wants to crawl inside of you and make you his home, it's almost pathetic. You'd find him vile for the things he would do for you and your happiness, despite you already being so accepting of his dark past... You're simply heaven sent. He takes a deep breath, and lightly runs his knuckles down your jawline, as if carving them out of the precious material that you're made of. You begin to stir, and his pupils dilate instantly as he pulls back with anticipation.

"Mmm... Osamu..."

You murmur sleepily as your chest rises up and down ever so slowly. He's freaking out. It's bad for his health to hear the way you say his name as if it were a healing oath, a spell that only works on him.

"Wakey wakey~"

Dazai's propping himself up on one elbow, a calculating smile plastered on his lips as if he were in on something you weren't. You pop open one eye, and groan softly.

"You're up... early"

"Yes!"

"Why..." You yawn like the silly little thing you are. He gasps in mock offense, clutching his chest.

"Can't a fortunate guy like ME just be happy that we both live to see another beautiful day?!"

He winks, and boops the tip of your nose, this gets a muffled snort out of you that causes you to bury your face into the pillow. He's addicted to the rush of causing any joy in your life, it's disgusting. When you don't lift your face back up, he scrunches up his face, and reaches out to stroke a strand of your silky hair, but his intrusive thoughts win and he tugs on it as payback for possibly falling asleep again. He needs your attention, and you're sleeping? Insanity. You swat at him, blindly smacking his arm away.

Oh, how he loves that you're the only person who truly sees him past his myriad of theatrics.

"Oh my... a slap from you feels wonderful!"

He rubs his arm, and grabs the hand that swatted him, bringing it up to kiss the pulse point on your wrist. Feather like kisses, almost undetectable... until you lift your face up from the pillow, finally.

He gazes at you as he rubs his face onto your hand like a cat greeting its owner, purring as if he were starved for affection. For a moment, his gaze becomes more serious, detached, as if he were thrown back into a distant memory. He can't describe the feeling, but the way your hand feels against his cheek is a warmth he hasn't felt in ages. His eyes sting, and he blinks the wetness away before you can notice as he hears your angelic voice again. He's back to his usual self.

"Osamu... You're being annoying"

"You think I'm just annoying?~"

His voice comes out in a tender whisper, his mouth curled up into a mischievous grin. He's insufferable. He could be anything for you if you wanted it. Especially annoying! He almost drools when you roll your eyes affectionately at him, the coldness in his heart disappears as he leans in just a little, invading your personal space as always, eager to hear your reply.

"Amongst other things, yes..."

You flash him a sweet little smile, and it mends all that is wrong in the world. The pink in your cheeks is starting to turn red, and it sends him to the moon. He hums, slowly nuzzling himself into the crook of your neck, it's his turn to curl up. You run your fingers through his messy hair that tickles you, feeling the warmth of Dazai's breaths against the back of your ear.

"Hmm, do I look like a pillow to you?"

He can hear the smile in your murmur, and he pulls back from your neck briefly, peering at you through his messy bangs, those intense hazelnut eyes demanding your attention, and his voice drips with an aching devotion that oozes like honey. he moves his lips to your ear, and whispers.

".. You look like an angel to me."

He watches your self destruct at his painfully smooth delivery of a compliment, and secretly rewards himself for once again giving you another reason to never leave. He's got it all!

Romance, self deprecating humor, an inability to properly process his emotions and grief, but more importantly, an undying commitment to stay alive against all odds so that he may see another day of you in his arms... or you helping him change his bandages... or-

He's cut short by you grabbing the sides of his face and pulling him into the most sinfully delicious kiss known to man, and he could swear that despite all his efforts, this might be what ACTUALLY kills him.

I love platonic kakashi and yamato! Do you have any headcanons?

TOO MANY TO CONTAIN IN MY LITTLE HEAD

I love the idea that Kakashi introduced Yamato to so much! He really helped him grow as a person, and showed him that there was more to life - and to being a shinobi - than becoming a mindless tool for your superiors.

But having Yamato on his team really helped Kakashi, too.

[discussion of dark stuff under cut. TW: self harm, mentions of suicide]

Like, obviously, Kakashi met Tenzou in the midst of his bad PTSD/depression phase, and that didn't magically go away because he had a kohai to care for. He was in a pretty messed up place when they booted him from ANBU.

He might not have been willing to take his own life, after what happened to his father, but he is deeeefinitely willing to die unnecessarily on a mission. He takes the hardest, most suicidal solos; he dives in front of every blade that flies at any member of his team... He's big on self-sacrifice to the point where it becomes suicidal ideation and self harm.

And Yamato sees that. Up close and personal.

He's fucked up in the head, too. He still struggles to make his own choices. He's uncomfortable with selecting his own food at restaurants for years, and has to slooooowly build up his own opinions on simple things like clothing or favourite colours.

Sidenote: I like to think Kakashi randomly springs questions on him that he's never had cause to think about before, like 'what's your favourite animal?', just to help him gain more ownership over his own personality🥺 Maybe Yamato copies the copy ninja a lot at first?? But then he tries to read Icha Icha one time and goes 'LOLNOPE THIS IS A BAD IDEA' and starts defining himself instead sdlkfgjhsdfkg

Point is, he's no therapist. And Kakashi's the team leader - he looks after them. Yamato doesn’t know how to stage an intervation without breaking the chain of command.

But after months of dancing around the issue, pretending not to see how Kakashi flings himself into every fight like he doesn't care if he comes out the other side, how he's twisted his philosophy of protect your friends (a philosophy Yamato still struggles to understand) into this strange delusion that his life is worth inherently less...

Well. Fate conspires to ensure that Yamato can't ignore Kakashi’s self-destruction any longer.

He sits by Kakashi's hospital bed. Watching him breathe.

In, out. In, out. Each rise of his chest a tiny miracle.

Yamato slows his own breaths to match. They're considerably less obstructed, given the lack of a plastic tube shoved down his throat.

Bandages bulk sempai's chest, filling out his shape under the sheets like he's still strapped into his ANBU armour. He took a kunai to the lung for Yamato. A kunai that could've easily been deflected with Mokuton - at least, so Yamato thinks. Still, he had a solid chance, and sempai knows him well enough - has fought him enough - to know that.

Point is, there was no need for Kakashi to get hurt. But he got hurt anyway.

And here they are again, in a familiar room that Yamato suspects has Kakashi's name on the door, treated by a doctor who refers to sempai by his surname, not his ANBU code. In familiar positions too: Kakashi on the bed, nursed back from the brink and undoubtedly mad about it. Yamato on the chair, mad at him.

It takes him embarrassingly long to realise sempai isn't asleep - just feigning it, waiting for him to go away. Like he doesn't want to face him. Like he's ashamed.

Good, thinks Yamato. Sempai should be.

He sinks lower on his chair and glowers through the eyeholes of his porcelain mask.

The medics care little for ANBU eccentricities; they've removed both of Kakashi's own masks in order to intubate. The longer Yamato stares, the more Kakashi shifts, until he's not even pretending to sleep anymore. He makes a feeble attempt to pull the covers up over his nose.

Right. Sempai hates it when people stare at his face.

Yamato crosses his arms and refuses to blink.

"You," he says, "are very cruel, you know."

Kakashi's dark eye flicks to him. The other twitches behind its scarred lid, but stays shut. Pale lashes cast shadows on his cheeks. He makes a gurgly noise around the tube that might be a denial or an apology. Either way, Yamato doesn't want to hear it.

"How many people have died for you?" he demands.

Kakashi looks away. Too many.

Yamato squeezes his thumbs at the centre of his fists until they ache. It's the wrong way to throw a punch, but right now, they're only sparring with words - and it's a one-sided match.

That's for the best. Sempai can sweet-talk his way out of anything. Right now, Yamato needs him to shut up and listen.

"So, you know what it feels like. And you would inflict that on me? You'd make me watch you die for me?"

Kakashi's shoulders stiffen. Then, slowly, slump. He slackens against his bed like he's finally given up the ghost, staring dully at the ceiling. No more gurgles. It seems that, for once in his life, he has nothing clever to say.

Yamato leans over him. His expression is wooden as ever, under his mask, but all the churning emotions inside him - anger sempai would put himself in this position, relief that he made it, absolute terror that he'll do this again - manifest in the tremble in his hand, as he grips Kakashi's wrist.

"Don't," he says. Though it's not the subordinate's place to question a taichou, he pushes as much authority into the word as he can muster. "Don't you fucking dare, sempai. Don't leave me like that."

ANBU die. It's practically in the job description. Yamato has made his peace with it: his own death, and that of his comrades. What he cannot accept - what he cannot abide - is that Kakashi, who helped him to give his life meaning, might throw his own away. Like it means nothing. Like he means nothing.

"Don't," Yamato repeats.

Kakashi still doesn't look at him. But he nods once, order accepted.

Yamato trusts him implicitly in the field. They've trained together for years, and fought together too, taking down foes back-to-back and side-to-side. He knows Kakashi as well as the balance on his own knives.

He wishes he could trust him right now.

sketchbook knuckles moment

im suing tumblr for not letting me post my images

🧎🏾‍♀️

Im ready

my bts readers, yall have no idea how fed yall gon be 🥴

Second day of Valentines Day with some AkeSumi!

redraw of my fav swordsman volo

Vere Shows You How Skilled His Tongue Is

Pairing: Vere x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, fangs, cunnilingus, teasing, clit stimulation, being held down, pussydrunk!Vere

A/N: What does the fox say when his mouth is busy with pussy?

Pussydrunk!Vere can use his clever tongue for more then just making deals, annoying people and getting the things he wants. Except he's still doing all these things while between your legs. The deal is: he makes you come, you don't ask questions about his personal life. The annoyance if the fact that he keeps tapping his tongue on your clit in order to get what he wants, which is you chasing his mouth while moaning for him.

Pussydrunk!Vere keeps his tongue flat against your pussy to get as much of your slick in his mouth as he can. He's tasted many good things in his lifetime, none really compare to how good you taste right now. And how damn addicting your taste is.

Pussydrunk!Vere pulls your body closer to him so he doesn't have to do the chasing. There's been enough of that already. Enough back and forth for him to finally get you to spread your legs for him. Now that's he's finally got you where he wants you he will enjoy it to the fullest.

Pussydrunk!Vere bites your thighs quite often. This is not for the desire to mark you, that part is just the bonus. It's so you learn how to behave for him. You can move towards him but not away from him, unless something hurts.

Pussydrunk!Vere lets you touch his ears when he's really into it. If you tried this at any other time he would flinch away from your touch and tell you to keep your hands to yourself. But he's a lot more compliant when his tongue is shoved deep in your quivering pussy and you're moaning his name as loud as your voice will go.

Pussydrunk!Vere wants you to know how much he loves your taste and scent. He's talking into your pussy while he's licking you up and down, keeping you spread with his fingers. So he can have a clear view of your poor pussy clenching around nothing.

Pussydrunk!Vere teases your hard clit with his tongue, as he knows you want to keep bucking your hips but he holds them down. Right now he is the only one who gets to move, you get to endure. And at the end he will make sure you feel good, he will make sure you come because he wants to gulp down every last drop of you.