Entp, idgaf what pronouns you use for me
Multifandom
Will do oneshots, drabbles, hcs, and perhaps matchups if I wanna
I post whenever I can, at 11:45 am sharp if you want to read when it's freshly posted
I'm garlick, and this is my account where I do requests and rants about stuff I like. I'm gonna update my blog and my list of rules over time. English is not my first language, just so you guys know.
My Masterlist
What fandoms I'm in(and what requests I'll take):
Deltarune(this is the main one right now, I'm fond of chapter three and I'll answer any chapter five requests when it comes out)
Arcane (not League of Legends though)
Undertale
Hollow knight and silksong
Portal one and two
JJBA (NEED REQUESTS FOR THIS)
ENA (dream BBQ and the web series too)
Gravity falls
TADC(my second favorite!)
Half-life 1 and two
Disco Elysium
Dispatch
Will take:
Fluff
Angst(it's not gonna be the best)
Oneshots, drabbles, and headcanons are welcome!!
Matchups for male, females, and other genders are welcome! (for all fandoms now!!!)
Hurt/comfort
Wlw requests
Gender neutral, male and female reader x male character(can be masculine or feminine for gender neutral, please specify or I'll assume feminine)
Platonic and romantic reader
Smut for Headcanons and one shots for now, like lime or lemon level(nothing too freakalicous I'm not that guy)
WILL NOT TAKE:
Pedophillia, grooming, rape(or anything like necro) or incest. Stay away.
Weird kinks or fetishes (scat, diapers, piss, feet, inflation etc
Dni if you are planning to be a creep on here.
Abusive relationships or kidnapping
ENA x reader smut(she's too ace coded sorry)
I will not post any of this stuff on here, go somewhere else. If you request a fandom im not apart of, I won't answer it so I don't mischaracterize somebody.
SMUT REQUESTS: WHAT I WILL DO
if you want to drop some hornier requests, and you are curious if i will write it or not, just ask me or message me!!
I'll write smut hcs, and perhaps oneshots if it catches my eye.
I won't write: Watersports(piss kink), scat, ageplay/age regression, necrophilia(or any weird "Philias" at all), noncon/dubcon or any "-cest" smut. Also, I won't write Ena x reader smut(both of the characters named ENA, not the series) I see her as ace.
So honestly, don't drop in anything disgusting.I will write vanilla-ish stuff for sure, so remember to mention in your asks what kinks you want!!
Since Tenna won, I wrote it, despite the fact this took me a few days after to write. I only started writing it after I found out Tenna won, so I apologize for the wait. Here you go y'all. It is sort of an office AU, but in this fanfic, they're not fully going by the rules of the dark world.
Tags: Minor Swearing, Kissing, Tenna having favoritism, Fluff, No smut, Slight Office AU, Reader is a Screw Darkner, and Female Reader
Tenna x Fem!Reader- 2.5k Words.
A blare of noise shot you awake, and made you tumble out of bed. You slammed your limp, grey skinned hand onto your alarm clock. Then it started beeping again, despite you silencing it. You grabbed it swiftly, and started pressing the SNOOZE button repeatedly. It wouldn't stop beeping, and you had to resort to a half-thought-out idea.
You threw it at the wall at mach 7 speed, and the batteries fell out of it as it made a loud *tink* from the hard plastic hitting the wall. It didn't break, but the beeping finally stopped. Oh well, if it did break you would need future you to deal with that. You then congratulated past you, for putting the alarm across the room, and not giving you a single drop of sleep. Usually, you would be slamming the snooze button until 10 am, and that's what got you fired from your last job. Well, you quit 2 weeks in, because you gave your two weeks notice the first day there. It sucked, and a week into your new job, your job application to a TV show studio was accepted. The pay was high, and you were a good screw in any business. You would just be doing paperwork in the back, but you would still be working hard and getting great pay. And they provided dental. Can't forget about the dental.
Today was your first day, and you didn't want to mess up a single thing about your morning. You threw on your suit jacket and blouse, which you freshly ironed the day before. A single strand of hair accidentally ended up on your suit, but you plucked it off and kept going with your new routine. You threw your hair up into a spirally ponytail, which made your dark grey hair look like a screw. (Now that you think of it, you look a lot like a screw..) Your bangs actually turned out pretty well too. You didn't think this day could actually get any better. Guess what? No mascara smeared as you applied it, and your eyeliner was two even wings. And they weren't too big either. They were professional.
You went to your tiny kitchen, and grabbed your leftovers out of the minifridge. They were surviving off of thoughts and prayers, but they didn't mold yet, so they were edible. You gulped them down, and grabbed your keys and left your dingy apartment.
Outside your apartment, it felt like stepping into an abandoned rat cage. Literally. It smelled like rust, and some kind of dung. After going down 3 flights of stairs, and avoiding a mysteriously large hole in the ground, you made it to the bus stop, 3 minutes before the bus would arrive. The bus frequently would come 2 minutes late, so that gave you 5 minutes to sit down, and relax. You wondered what the studio would be like, would it be lavish or would it be a place that was worse than your old job?
You didn't care about what type of shows they produced there, but you hoped for a less challenging workload and enough time to have a decent lunch break. The description you saw on the job listing said it would be a 45 hour work week, for 1500$ a week, not including overtime pay. And they had "team morale" meetings monthly, which you assumed was stereotypical team-building exercises. The bus arrived, and you took a seat next to the window. You just needed to pay attention to where your stop was, and go there. 15 minutes of people getting on and off, you chose to just zone out, and you would snap back to reality when you saw your stop.
Obviously, you didn't. It was 3 blocks behind you when you realized. You got off as soon as possible, and ran as fast as you could in your heels. The vast, dusty landscape you saw made the run feel endless, and made you have the sense of unease. You made it down one block, then had to stop and take a breath. You needed to hit the gym more. You returned back to your running, making sure none of your heels would break in the process. You reached the building, and saw the front entrance. It wasn't super large or extravagant, but you assumed the inside would be bigger than the outside. You took a step inside the studio, and you were blasted with warmth from the heater. The building had heating? This will be great. You have had jobs that had no heating, and pretty much screwed you with how cold it was.
You went down the hall, and three doors down the left. Right where the job offer said it was. You did your whole interview in a different building, so you didn't know your way around that well. You saw a large green room, and three diamond-shaped men on an olive-green couch talking. You assumed they were talking about work, despite the fact they were genuinely chuckling and seeming unserious.
The next thing you needed to do was find your new boss, who you could not recall. Was it Mr Tella? Mr Tanna? Mr Toshiba? It was on the tip of your tongue. You asked a plug working the bar, "Excuse me sir, do you know where Mr Tanna is?" You hoped you got the name right. "Sorry luv, do you mean Mr Tenna? He's almost finished with his morning program. Take a seat anywhere, and I'll let you know when he's done." You nodded. "Thank you sir, and could I get your name?" "Anytime, and it's Ramb." His British accent was slightly grating, but you appreciated him regardless. You took a seat on a pale teal, slightly torn up couch and waited patiently.
After what you assumed was an hour, you saw Mr. Tenna enter the green room. He was rather tall, and looked like a television, and had a long, pale nose. Mr. Tenna, who you thought would be a old fart, was actually pretty attractive for his age, and what you would call a DILF. His red suit was perfectly tailored, and perfectly smooth, and his leathery black pants shone like obsidian in the sunlight. Though you assumed he had better posture on stage, his back was hunched from exhaustion. You sat up from your chair, and hoped to yourself that this was an okay time to introduce yourself.
Tenna noticed you, although he had no eyeballs, but he perked up like a television signal. Mr Tenna approached you, and had a huge grin on his face, like this was the highlight of his day. "Well what do we have here? Are you my new employee? Sorry to keep you waiting, you must be ________. I'm Mr Ant Tenna, but call me Tenna!" He vigorously shook your hand, and almost shattered your fingers in the process. "Now, no time to SCREW around, I think I should show you your office!" He exclaimed. Tenna was acting like this was his happiest day, but it was probably a facade. Whatever, the benefits were worth it. Tenna quickly slid down the hallway, not even trying to walk like a normal person. He went to a dark end of a hallway, and opened up a door.
Inside, was 3 cubicles and a large file cabinet in the corner of the room. You noticed the only empty cubicle, and noticed it was dusted off, and perfectly cleaned for you. "I did the courtesy of wiping down your new workspace, so you can make yourself at home! Enjoy your first day here, superstar." Tenna asserted, as he pushed you through the door, and left you. It was nice for him to do that for you, and it seemed like he liked you.
You walked over to your cubicle, which had a slightly outdated monitor, and a sticky note on the desk that said "PASSWORD: ITSTVTIME" in slanted, straight handwriting that was slightly smudged, probably from the former guy who worked in here. You took a seat in the chair, making sure that everything was in check. The file cabinet across from you had four drawers, despite there only being 3 cubicles. The bottom two were filled to the brim, and the top drawer had a few papers sticking out. The middle one, yours, had only two papers inside, and seemed practically ancient from the dust piling up on the bottom.
You grabbed the papers, and read them. One was a single page orientation letter, and the other was your first assignment, which you noticed was simpler than most assignments you've ever gotten in your life. It was reviewing financial forms, and making sure none of the numbers were messed up. You read through the five pages of fine print, and noticed nothing wrong. You logged into your computer and got everything set up, which meant a lot of emails, despite how traditional and manual everything else was.
That was a sleeping pill, so you decided to get some coffee on your lunch break, which was in 2 hours. You decided to read it again, and see if anything was wrong. After noticing only 2 financial errors, you decided to take a quick break, and go to the water cooler.
You sat up from your chair, and made your way to the break room, which you found pretty easily. The water cooler and you stood alone in an empty room, as you casually made your way to take a drink. You patted its head gently as you grabbed the cup, which made the water turn a hot pink. Whatever, you didn't mind if it was pink lemonade instead. You poured out the bright pink liquid, and took a sip. It tasted like plain water, but with a slight strawberry flavor, like a La Croix without the awful carbonation. The water started to turn more blue, so you slurped down the water before the flavor could escape. You went back to your desk, and decided to make a stupid idea to walk around instead of doing the rest of your work that just came in. You left the office room, and decided to walk around the green room, and just think for a while. You were also curious why your other coworkers weren't there.
After pacing the same room 10 times, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around slowly, to see your boss tower over you. Well shit, maybe you're the reason you keep getting fired. "Working hard or hardly working? Let's not slack of on the first day screwball, I'd like to not take matters into my own hands." He smirked. You were lucky to not be fired on the first day for this, but you just nodded. "So sorry Mr Tenna, I'll keep working. It won't happen again." You nervously chuckled, as you speedwalked back to the room. His arm landed on your shoulder. "I hope it doesn't. You seem like a good screw, and I like you. You'll be great for us, just don't let it happen again!" He shifted his energy in the last sentence, and changed back to his showman-esque demeanor. You went back to your office, and returned to your normal duties.
Your next few days were boring, and was basically you figuring things out, and staying out of trouble. Tenna would go out of his way to say good morning, or give some chit-chat, which you noticed he never did with the other employees. It might've been because you were a new addition, but you also found it flattering. Speaking of other employees, the other people you shared the office room with actually existed, and you became casual acquaintances with.
The fifth day at your job was, well, eventful. You overheard whispering in the break room about the "New Lady getting eyed by Tenna", which in other words, meant he was into you. If this job had an HR department, and wasn't a TV studio, you would get him written up. But he was the boss of everything, so who cared? It wasn't like he was ugly, he was kind of your type. The pay was good, the water was delicious, and your boss was favoring you? You couldn't complain.
The only thing was that you needed to make a mental note of it. If you made light small talk with Tenna, he would talk to you, and he wouldn't try shutting you down. If you got lucky, a workplace situationship. While in the green room, you noticed Tenna, and started to chat him up. He was attentive, sweet, prideful, and added things to the conversation instead of trying to get this over with. Tenna added some flirty comments here and there, but you ignored them for the sake of not wanting to read them wrong. You ended up talking for 30 minutes, and the conversation only ended because of the afternoon program starting soon. You went back to your paperwork, blissfully unaware that you would get sucked into a work relationship soon.
Three days later, after having several slightly romantic conversations, and building tension with your literal boss, it happened.
When it happened, you were sitting at your desk, crunching numbers, like the average day. You passed a file from the cabinet to one of your coworkers, when you heard the door open. "________, Mr Tenna is in the back room, and would like to see you." A Pippin monotonously said, and led you towards the room he was in. Tenna was sitting in a rotating chair, leaning back, facing away from you.
He was acting mysterious, and seemed to be holding something in his hand. "Do you know why I called you in, _______?" He questioned, his head still facing the wall. His overcoat was off, and it revealed a white button-up shirt, from what you could see. "I.. don't know, Mr Tenna. What's wrong?" You responded with confusion. "Well, pardon my French, but you're quite the lady, and I would like to take you out to dinner sometime! Don't say no!" He turned around, with a large bouquet of flowers that were pink and yellow.
You gasped a little, mainly because you weren't expecting this. "Yes, of course! I would love to." You grabbed the giant bouquet, which seemed tiny in his hands, and smelled them. "But may I ask, were you trying to flirt with me when we talked?" You pushed out of yourself, trying to assure yourself this wasn't a dream. "Of course superstar!!! How couldn't I? You're dazzling, and you're quite a charmer." Tenna shouted, trying to hide the blush on his face.
You decided to ask him one last, risque question. "May I steal something from you?" You ask flirtatiously. "Well what are you gonna steal?" Tenna tilts his head, as you approach him. You climb onto the chain he is sitting on, and whisper: "A kiss." You lock lips with the television, pulling on his tie, as he brings you closer. Your lipstick gets ruined, as you start making out with him. Halfway into the asking out/makeout session, a Shadowguy comes in, and all is revealed as they shout melodically.
hey!! Can I maybe request a nb/gn reader x Seth from deltarune one shot ? I haven’t see any!! They’re my favorite flower and would absolutely love to see what you make!! ^^
Sorry to keep you waiting! This was rotting in my drafts. Here you go! Its a bit short.
Seth x GN! Reader
Seth has been confused with their gender ever since they gained consciousness, as they were flip-flopping between boy and girl. They were confused, until they met you, along with the fun gang. You were something in-between, a clear marker of androgyny. Seth felt jealous, and wanted the genderlessness you had so badly. You were also taller, and more confident than them, and despite Seth being purple, they were green with envy. They chose to come up with a plan, and figure out how to be just like you, human, and a confident person.
After strategizing for a hot minute, Seth decided that they would tactically make you separate from the group, and then learn how to be like you.
You were peacefully enjoying the new dark world, ignoring the fact that you could be ambushed by an enemy. You sat towards the cliff, enjoying the almost-real sunset up ahead. Shades of yellow, and orange danced across your vision, just like the Festival sunset you saw today.
Then, you finally got your ambush. A cage fell above you, and you saw them. They walked up towards you, and started to speak. "I finally got you! I have some questions for you." They pushed their glasses up, where a flash of light hit the spectacles for a second, rendering their eyes invisible. "I- want to know how you're like this." The intimidating act fell, as they started geeking out. "How do you become so, genderless? How are you so cool? Are you a better tactician than I am????" The barrage of questions hit you like a kitten trying to punch a tiger.
"Th-thanks, buddy, and I'm flattered, but I was think the same about you. You're like, really androgynous, and it's cool. Can I ask how you're so cool? You're, well, one of the smartest I've met here. Also, i'm not a tactician at all, but now I'm curious. Could you show me some of your stuff that's in your book?" You chuckled, secretly hoping they'd let you out, but you meant most of what you said. Seth seemed pretty cool for a flower. They lost it. They started rambling on about their stories, their maps, and everything else in their book. You two became fast friends, and you had to be pulled out of your denial when you found out Seth couldn't go to Castle Town.
final result from my poll was x reader, I am halfway through with it and about to post some requests to keep y'all fed. Stay tuned and don't touch that dial.
If Tenna wins the Tumblr Sexyman contest this year, I will write a 2.5k+ one shot fanfic, but I won't post it if he loses. What type of fanfic should I write?
Hii! I saw that your requests are open for match-ups, I'd love to send you my info to look into :) Thank you for the opportunity, I love your writing! Have a wonderful day!
REQUEST: Romantic match-up (Male character x fem!reader please!)
FANDOM: JoJo's Bizzare Adventures (JJBA)
INFO:
Please let me know if the link below does not work. I will happily send you a pdf instead!
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1XJggPnX8LyKU2k3zmGb8zJl7YFjke7_PXm1XRWrnwQY/edit?usp=sharing
❥︎ My love language is words of affirmation. I love hyping people up, giving compliments, and reassurance.
❥︎ A love language I would love to receive from a partner is also words of affirmation or gift-giving! You can tell I have a lot on my mind based on my personality, so having a partner who genuinely lets me talk and listen would be amazing. For gift-giving, I think I'd be great for someone who has it because I have a whole box that keeps all letters, flowers (dried), bracelets, etc, given by friends and past loves.
❥︎ Ship tropes I enjoy is best-friends to lovers, second chance, slow burn, and fake dating.
❥︎ Some characters I consider my type are George Weasley (Harry Potter), Percy Jackson (Percy Jackson), and Dennis Whitaker (The Pitt).
⌂ I'm not a very clean person when I'm at home. I try my best to clean up after myself (and of course, I do) but it takes me a while. Especially if I'm very busy with life, my room will be a big mess.
⌂ I like having a bit of clutter around me. I don't like having big empty spaces unless intentional (for recording or whatnot). I don't know why, I just don't.
⌂ I'm an evening person (not to confuse with night owl). I stay up late and prefer to do work at night, but I love sunrises and the early calmness of the mornings. I try to wake up early for the quiet!
Thank you for all of this information! This is awesome. Sorry to keep you waiting, that's my bad.
Your matchup is...
Jean Pierre Polnareff!!
Super romantic dude, is a golden retriever who's extra silly. If he had sweaters, you'd be wearing them all of the time. Plans dates almost last minute, because he gets sidetracked by so many things if he plans early.
Listens to anything you say, and remembers it. Jean-Pierre is a sentimental guy, and secretly has a little collection of gifts he finds special. Gives gifts with thought, not with what's the most expensive.
His love language is physical touch, but his second favorite is quality time. He loves spending time with you because of how you treat him, and your little compliments and praise make him devoted to you. You'd have to put up with how much smoking he does, but he will just sit down with you and do nothing.
Jean-Pierre is also incredibly stupid in what he does, in his pickup lines and the fact he will make the dumbest jokes with you. If he was alive today, he would still make brainrot jokes.
A huge cinema fan, and loves watching movies with you. He will force you to watch random French movies, and you will like them. He also wants to talk about them with you, obviously.
Would be perfect for a best friends to lovers trope, especially because he would fall first. Jean-Pierre would have to stop himself from being too obvious, even though you know damn well he's flirting with you.
I've basically had this idea of how Hol Horse has survived part three 😅
As we know Dio is a vampire and holds basically no warmth of his own,so he'd naturally be attracted to what's warm. And what's warmer than a sunbaked cowboy who spends his day halfway through the desert getting his ass sunburnt?
So Dio, much to Hols terror,has taken to using him like a body pillow.
And oh wait i have this personal hc for Hol.
I think his last name is just Horse,first as in Hol.
People just say the entire thing to be dramatic, like half of JoJo's!
And also,hello!
I also write mainly Jojo stuff,so if I ever come back you can expect more JoJo's
Poor Hol Horse, he's pretty much one of the few henchmen that aren't into Dio. And he's getting chosen. I assumed that Hol Horse was just his first name, and he had a last name. Like, Hol Horse Smith or something.
(Also if you have artfight, follow me! I'm nuramell and I am team mystery)
Dio & Hol Horse as a Portable Heater
It didn't matter that Hol Horse wasn't slacking today. Let's say, somehow, Hol Horse was actually trying to get stuff done today, like try and find out where the Crusaders were. He didn't. Guess what? He was returning to DIO's Mansion with nothing but a sorry excuse he had milked to the bone a good while ago. "I couldn't do much, I was alone." Hol Horse was about to use it one more time. Usually, he would just be talking to girls all day, and smoking. Because of how much this man ran around searching for the the Crusaders, he was practically suffering from heat exhaustion.
By the time he reached the hall DIO was residing in, he was sweating from fear, and the heat still heavily lingered on him. Hol Horse, a large grown man, started to feel like a vulnerable child going to the principal's office. His nerves were wracked, his boots were shaking, and he cleared his throat in front of DIO.
"Did you find them?" He inquired in his normal cadence. "I did n-not, Master DIO." Hol never felt so scared, and he had no reason to show himself after failing again. "I know what you're about to say. I should've never hired a mercenary with such cowardice." DIO turned around, his face still covered by deep shadow.
"I will not kill you. But I have a new job for you. As a vampire, I enjoy bodily warmth, and I can sense your heat." Congratulations to Hol, for what he is about to receive. "I will take some of your heat for myself." DIO appeared behind Hol Horse, and wrapped his incredibly cold arms around the still-overheated man. The pang of coldness hit Hol like a truck, and made him firm up. DIO had to have been the weirdest person he's worked for, in his many years of being a mercenary. DIO's body was right against his back, and Hol Horse was feeling incredibly uncomfortable right now.
Hol Horse had to resist the urge to tear himself away and booking it, because he would've either died, or embarrassingly squirm in Lord DIO's arms. He had to swallow his ego, and just let this pass. His body was also in a slight state of shock from the temperature contrast. (Just be the coward you usually are, Hol Horse.)
Sooner or later, DIO took him into his bed, and he was laying on his back. Hol Horse had to just lay on top of him, and he executed it rather stiffly. Hol had cooled down by now from the conscious, non-rotting carcass of his boss, who still had his arms around him. It was quite a predicament, and had been going for 30 minutes straight. Until, DIO was finally satisfied enough. He let go of Hol Horse, and told him something after the awkward silence "You did enough, now get off of me." Hol Horse scrambled out of the bed, and almost out of the room, until DIO shot him a sharp stare. "Be prepared next time." He demanded, vaguely explaining what he wanted. Hol Horse assumed that it was probably about the Joestars, or the fact he was a heated piece of board.
Hol hoped that this wouldn't happen again, and that he would pick someone who was more open to the offer.
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I feel like DIO would intentionally choose Hol Horse, because he knows damn well that Hol doesn't want to do this at all, and the fact he's the most heated.
hello i have terrible flowery brain rot and would like to request some romantic flowery headcanons......if it is not too much trouble....
here you go!! I hope you enjoy these.
Flowery x Reader: General Dating Headcanons
The CORNIEST guy ever when it comes to affection. Will call you princess, sugarplum, buttercup, etc. Picks you up randomly if you're smaller than him, and teases you constantly.
If you're a person who plays hard to get, Flowery finds that really cute. He's gonna make you blush like crazy, and just treat you like a prince/princess no matter how hard you protest. You know that fuckass tsundere song? Just like that.
But if you're a person who falls for him easily, he's gonna tease you so much about it. "What's with all the staring princess? Do you like me or something?" And he'll just watch as you grow flustered with embarrassment.
One of his biggest pet peeves is disinterest. If you blow him off once? He'll remember that longer than he'll live. Try ignoring him for no reason? Will forcibly turn you around so you can see him. Flowery wants you to pay attention to him, and will get irked if he doesn't.
Gives you prince/princess treatment all the time. Will pull out chairs, open doors, and do things you could've done yourself for you. Refuses to let you do them. If you do attempt to do any menial task around him, he'll just say: "No no no, I got this."
Flowery's love language is acts of service, and it's very obvious. He'll do anything for you, and is a bit of a house husband. He cannot cook a meal for the life of him, so either you will be cooking, or Green brings food along.
Cannot be outcringed. This man is the walking stereotype of an embarrasing anime love interest. Smirks at you whenever you try flirting, and not in the hot way, in the Roblox Man face type of smirk. It's not intentionally funny, but you have to hold in your laugh. Will look you in the eyes and without a second thought, say "What's up, Buttercup?" With zero awkwardness.
Is a huge western fan, and watches them with you and Yellow. Has seen "The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly" 20 times and never gets bored of it. Yellow taught him to fast draw a revolver, but Flowery hasn't ever needed to use it.
could i have some NON romance fugo headcannons?? that would be super cool :DD /nf
Of course!! A bit short but I hope u like it!
Fugo Headcanons!!!
He was that kid who was always being forced to work and be pressured by his parents. Once he became a teenager, he became rebellious and how he is now.
Fugo helps Narancia study, and sometimes pretends to be him when doing homework to help him get better grades.
He wants to become a better person, so he doesn't end up just like his parents. He sometimes fixates on moments where some of his background shows.
Has anger issues. Fugo sometimes loses it, and tries to keep calm, and not throw a tantrum. He is someone who appreciates what others do for him, and he doesn't want to seem insolent because of his emotions.
He's a bit insecure, his parents made him doubt his own intelligence, and gave him a bit of perspective warping.
Fugo isn't the type of guy to start a fight, but gets into brawls with people over stupid reasons, that the other person brought up. If he gets attacked, he'll retaliate HARD.
If he was a teen today, he would like Dubai chocolate unironically. Change my mind. And Narancia would clown on him for doing so.
As far as physical appearance goes, i'm about 5’8” and have medium/long black hair (baby bangs, which is a slay imo) my style is somewhere between grungy and whimsy goth. lots of black, oversized layers, converse/birks, silver jewelry, vintage pieces, sweaters, and long skirts. i like looking a little intimidating, but in a fun way.
i'm kind of hard to describe because it seems i give people wildly different first impressions. i've been told i seem intimidating until people actually get to know me. i'm pretty quiet at first, but once i'm comfortable i get loud fast. i have a really dry sense of humor, am very very blunt (to my detriment, unfortunately), and can go from making stupid jokes to having a genuine conversation in like thirty seconds. I’m also known for being a d1 yapper haha.
i'm also very passionate about my work. i tend to get completely consumed by creative projects and accidentally lose track of time.
i just graduated with a degree in film where i wrote and directed a sci-fi western, and i work in photography and studio art. apparently one art degree wasn't enough because i'm going back this fall for studio art too. creating is pretty much how my brain works.
outside of that, i love painting, photography, gaming, antiquing, history, museums, bookstores, music, and big into brewery adventures on the weekend. Also very into media that's a little unsettling or bittersweet.
i think i'm pretty independent, but care a lot about the people close to me, even if i'm not always the best at saying it outright. i definitely overthink things, i'm stubborn, and i have a habit of disappearing into my own world when i'm focused on something haha
people have compared me to characters like Susie, Undyne, and Hange from Attack on Titan before, which... somehow all feel accurate in different ways 😭
thanks if you decide to do one!!
You seem awesome!! I hope you like your matchup.
Your matchup is.....
Seth!!!
They're more of a logical person, but have a soft side for the arts. They enjoy designing, and writing. Which, they're so eager to write screenplay ideas for you, and showing you their design ideas for anything.
A very serious person, and will sometimes get a little frustrated at your stupid jokes. They are a yapper too, and will go on rants about his blueprints, and whatever the topic will shift to. Will argue with you about your opinions, if they're in serious or serious.
Is a HUGE literature nerd. Knows the historical significance of certain events because of it. They will listen to your loud rants, and comment on them if they know anything about the subject. They're a huge fan of historical fiction, and classic lit.
Has a terrible taste in humor, and will fake laugh at any of your slightly funny jokes. Seth will look you dead in the eyes after you've said a knock knock joke, and ask you what makes it so funny. (Like that one guy from captain underpants)
They get consumed by any plan they're trying to execute, and the two of you will go a week without speaking if you're both working on something. After y'all are finished doing whatever, you just go back to normal, and forget that you haven't spoken to eachother in a while.
Heya !! !! 𓂃 ๋࣭ ⭑ GGHGHGH Anon from the last request here I loved it sm (人*´∀｀)｡*ﾟ+
I also saw your open to matchups :0 ?? ??
May I please have one of Those for Tadc :3 ?? ??
I don't have a preference for gender / it can really be any character you'd see me with !!!!
info below !
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So to start off I'm 20 and go by she/they pronouns primarily but I'm so fine with Neo pronouns aswell I consider myself a Demigirl and am currently unlabeled but definitely queer sexuality/romantic orientation wise
I'd describe myself as a relatively shy / reserved person when it comes to first interactions but once i get comfy around others I'm a total chatter box (( well I still get socially drained easily I need time to recharge aka need to be alone often but after I'm back to talking about anything and everything with those I care about--honestly I can totally see the others having a low key freak out moment and all having to come check on me because I've been in my room for so long cuz you know ✨abstraction✨ and I'm just like "what did something happen OwO ???"
I do deal with ALoTe of mental stuff already so just being realistic it b difficult with all that going on without my meds tbh That being an Anxiety disorder , I'm basically super Anxious really easily like all the time , I have a major depressive disorder , I'm easily depressed pretty much not good for someone who enjoys alone time ik 😭 , I'm Also Autistic just a few traits that come with that--I tend to stim when I'm happy the most notable for me being flappy or happy hands and hair twirling / pulling it out when I'm nervous and lastly vocal stims I get attached to certain phrases I'll hear from media or otherwise and repeat em , I'm also frighteningly good at eye contact to the point it's a little creepy basically the opposite of The stereotype that people with autism can't make eye contact , I do have PTSD and all I'll say is on that is ✨mommy issues✨ JBNHBJNJK , and lastly OCD which mostly affects me in two ways--sometimes I'll get really obsessed with something very minor like something sitting on a table looks wrong to me so my brain will fixate on it and I'll have to move at a certain way until it feels right or have to count in my mind till again it feels right it's really tedious and I hate it hgbhbj , the worst of it though is the intrusive thoughts which try to convince me I'm a bad person and show me scenes in which I am being a bad person without my consent or want 💀
I'm quite emotionally tuned in--basically I tend to clock what made people the way they are pretty quickly after becoming close Thank years of therapy and a fascination with phycology / Anatomy / and humans in general for that hgnubhhgnh
def used to be a 'i can fix them' type but Iv learned my lesson and understand I can only do so much now I do however fall back into old habits as I'm still way to forgiving at times 😔✌️
I love love love Any sort of media really Movies , Tv , books , comics , Anime , etc !!!!
I know random facts Abt literally everything and anything cause my interests are all over the place from my little pony to cannibalism to Pompeii you name it ddfcfvctbcf
To be honest after getting over the initial shock of you know being in a cartoon character's body and the normal amount of freak out that comes with that I'd still probably be a little uncomfortable all the time on another level because of my sensory issues--the circus just seems like it be so overwhelming with it being so bright and just an everything's happening all at once all the time type thing it'd be an overload times 100 not to mention not being able to feel things physically on the same level as normal (;ŏ﹏ŏ) )
I'd probably at least try to make the most of the situation at first that being-being trapped in a digital purgatory (( the friendships I could make there maybe ?? ?? )) as I deeply believe everything happens for a reason and while I'd wrestle with it in my mind-that being WHY this had to happen and if it really means anything but yeah I'd def try to lean on my beliefs for as long as I could
Lastly just some general miscellaneous info I think will aid in the matchmaking <3 <3
I am an extremely clumsy person and a very jumpy one , I love physical touch with those I am close with but I'm pretty uncomfy with those I'm not touching me in anyway , I love pink just pink pink pink pink pink , there's a high chance my room reflects such , after a while I'd probably try to enjoy the adventures no matter what they were because on one hand as I said I am a make the most of it person and on the other yay a distraction :D , I can honestly see myself being so fascinated with Caine as an entity cuz like on my gosh a conscious Ai ?? ?? That's so cool actually--i'd prbly be to shy to say anything tho lol , I'd also probably just be really interested in the digital avatars once I got used to actually being in one like how they work and everything , I'm pretty easily flustered even with platonic affection , I'd probably cope by sleeping tbh even if we don't need it it still be nice to get away from reality well none reality , Iv been told I do that thing where I sneak up on people by accident lmaOo , I totally head bonk and boop the noses of those I'm close with hgngbgnh
If you're curious and wish to include it I do also have an idea of what my digital avatar would look like ^_^
My Avatars a pink slime humanoid who's mostly solid but has some secretion and is slightly transparent, I have really long 'hair' that goes all the way to the floor it covers my face haifway and white 2d like eyes with 2d like lashes , there's a strawberry in the middle of my chest that beats like a heart , and I have antenna like a bugo lol there mostly artificial but would twitch if they touched something , I do not have a mouth or a nose
Thank you for all of the info!! I'm sorry I've left you waiting by the way. Btw I love your oc design!!!
Your matchup is.....
Ragatha!!
Enjoys whenever you talk about your interests, and does check on you regularly whenever you're in your room for long amounts of time. Ragatha does get afraid that something bad will happen to you, probably from her underlying anxiety.
Has mommy issues too, and understands the feeling of things being off. She was raised in a house where everything had to be perfect, and it shows. She has her own mental issues, and it's a bit of a struggle balancing eachother's out. Ragatha takes care of you whenever you have depressive episodes, and you help take care of her whenever her anxiety gets rough.
Most people see her as just "nice" but she appreciates that you see her as more, from your psychoanalyzing, or from the extra time you spend with her. She's also an overly forgiving person, but you can help her stand up for herself whenever it gets rough. (Cough cough JAX)
Ragatha is totally down to watch any series or movie you're into, mainly the ones that you can access in the circus. She was never into anime before the circus, but after you and Gangle convinced her, she's rather fond of it, specifically slice of life ones.
She is a huge physical touch person, and loves it when you boop her nose. It's a lot of cuddling, kisses, and sometimes handholding in your relationship, and she blushes very easily. She doesn't love pink as much as you do, but she sometimes gives you random pink things from her room.
Hi could I perchance request a ralsei + reader platonic oneshot where reader falls into the dark world by accident and they're terrified but ralsei finds them and comforts them? Thanks!
of course!! I finished chapter 5 now, and I've wanted to write something with Ralsei.
Ralsei and Reader: I Fell From The Light
You forgot your notebook at school, and needed to go get it before the festival tomorrow. You had a project due, and most of your notes were in there. Another F could mean that you wouldn't go to the next grade. You weren't a very smart kid, but you were smart enough to take notes. Unfortunately, you weren't smart enough to bring the notes home.
You speed walked down the hall, but you couldn't find it anywhere in the class room. You checked under the desks, in between the desks, and Ms Alphys' desk. You found a dusty anime figurine there, but not your notebook. This wasn't good. You decided to check the lost and found in the closet.
The gray doors stared you down, as you twisted the handle and pulled it open. It was dark, almost like it was painted black on the inside. A chill shuddered down your spine, as the cold air enveloped your face. You took a step inside the closet, in hopes of a light switch inside. What you got instead, was a long fall inside a storage closet. You started to transform, your clothes becoming something out of a fantasy novel.
You landed back-first onto the rocky ground, knocking all wind out of you. What the hell? After regaining the ability to stand up, you lifted your body off of the ground, and dusted off your new clothes. The shirt was dark red, and were similar to a medieval peasant's tunic. The pants were a brown tweed sort of deal. Geez, were you dreaming? Only your own mind would give you such ugly clothes. You saw lights ahead of you, like there was a village ahead of you.
You were scared like crazy now. Why were you here? You weren't dreaming, well, you got the wind knocked out of you, and this seemed like a secret town, or something. Oh God, is this a resident evil game made just for you? Was a zombie going to jump out and eat you? Maybe you should stop watching so many horror movies.
A humanoid goat in green popped up on your right. You audibly yelped, and launched yourself backwards. Until you actually saw him, and realized it was no big deal. It was no freak from a horror game, but just a fluffy looking goat. He looked a little like Kris's older brother, but with glasses. The goat gave you a wave, and had a kind smile on his face.
"Are you okay? You took a bit of a tumble there. Don't be afraid, my name is Ralsei. I'm the prince of this dark world." Ralsei exclaimed kindly. He seemed sweeter than grandma's cookies, but you were still a little shaken from everything that just happened. "Where am I? Am I actually dreaming?" You asked, with a shaky voice. Ralsei shook his head. "You're in the dark world, which is much more different than the light world up above. It's a long story, but I can explain it to you! You're not dreaming at all." He beckoned you to the glowing lights ahead.
Ralsei took you to a castle, which you presumed to be his home. He led you to a cauldron, where he spawned a cake out of it. It was vanilla, with creamy white frosting. He explained to you the whole concept of a Dark World, the Prophecy, and why you're here. "You fell here by accident, I believe it's because of the Dark World in this closet. Are you okay now?" You nodded to Ralsei. You had no part of this prophecy, and you had the assumption that you were safe.
"Thank you for everything. Sorry I freaked out back there, the cake was delicious." You calmly said, trying to cover the fact you were acting like a scaredy-cat back there. Ralsei chuckled. "It's no problem. If you want to leave, I can show you the exit." You agreed to leave. You didn't want to be much of a bother, he seemed like a nice guy. He led you out of the castle, and back where you came from. A shining beam of light descended down to the floor. You thanked him one last time, and waved goodbye as you made your final exit. While you made your way out of the Light World, you realized something important. You left your notebook in your backpack.
