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hi there, and thank u for stopping by! my name is luna and i write short form & long form fanfiction work both here and on archive of our own!
a little about me: 25, aquarius, they/she, black! diagnosed mdd, bpd, adhd, pd & bipolar 1, sometimes I talk abt my illnesses or project my symptoms onto my favorite characters, lol ε=┌(;･_･)┘ pro recovery, anti ai! #lunasays & #abtme! for my mindless babbling on reblogs <3
luna luvs <3: cooking & baking, the streamers vanillamace & katie b, coryxkenshin, reading & writing stories and poetry, WOMEN, manga, anime, rap & r&b music, pierce the veil, pinkpanthress, bts ૮ . . ྀིა
luna hates >:( : prejudice and discrimination of any kind, zionism, GENERATIVE ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE !!!!!!!!!!
°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･WHO DO I WRITE FOR?:
who I write for is constantly changing,,, as are my interests! you might see this list grow and change the more things I find myself interacting with (❀ •̀ᴗ•́ )♡
𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS: Pomni, Jax, Ragatha, Caine x Reader, + funnybunny, toxic bunnydoll, jesterdoll
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incase you're curious as to what im working on, watching, reading, etc! ♡( •ॢ◡-ॢ)✧˖° ♡
⋆｡°·☁︎ CURRENTLY WORKING ON:(SDV) Can you Let Your Baby be My Girl? chap 3 (TADC) funnybunny fake dating au fic, (TADC) funnybunny week fic, for ao3! ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ)
⋆｡°·☁︎ CURRENTLY READING: paradise kiss manga, fae of raewhyth series & gyaru to gyaru no yuri(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧
⋆｡°·☁︎ CURRENTLY WATCHING: DANDADAN, I Love LA & Rewatching Kamisama Kiss & BNHA ღゝ◡╹ )ノ♡ plus trying to finish up s2 of beastars before s3 comes out in march!
⋆｡°·☁︎ CURRENTLY COLLECTING: banana fish manga, nana special edition mangas, peach girl manga and english subbed dvd sets, tadc figurines & jax plushies <3
⋆｡°·☁︎ CURRENTLY OBSESSED WITH: tadc,,, more specifically funnybunny...stardew valley (and all its expansion mods lol!!), banana fish, fnaf, persona series (specifically 4&5), bnha, haikyuu ( ˶˘ ³˘)♡
°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ PREVIOUSLY ON!:
looking to play catch up on my most recent works and posts? lets get you back in the loop! ★~(◠‿◕✿)
⋆｡°·☁︎ PREVIOUSLY POSTED (TUMBLR): obsessed todoroki & bakugo headcannons!, sebastian & his pretty pink gf hcs! , sebastian and his gf in a band hcs!
⋆｡°·☁︎ PREVIOUSLY POSTED (AO3): Cyber Stockholm Syndrome, final chapter! (seb x fem!reader)
⋆｡°·☁︎ PREVIOUSLY READ: sweet cream cold brew by princesspeepo!
⋆｡°·☁︎ PREVIOUSLY WATCHED: Scott Pilgrim Takes Off!, Don't Toy with Me Miss Nagatoro!, The Summer Hikaru Died, TADC, Murder Drones
⋆｡°·☁︎ PREVIOUSLY OWNED: i've just finished my special edition bnha vol. 42 collection, I now have a full set of 3 <3
“Why do you two play as girls if you’re guys?” You’d asked from your seat on the armrest of the couch, eyes focused intently on the ongoing game on the television in front of you. You shifted your body closer to where Sebastian was seated, leaning your arm against its backrest.
Sam snorted from his spot next to him. “You think I want to stare at a man’s ass for hours at a time when we play?” He’d answered your question with another question. You hummed from your place above Sebastian, tone unreadable.
“We just picked two girls from the story page at the start of the game.” He amended, keeping his gaze trained on the TV screen. Sam nodded in agreement next to him.
“They’re twins!” He finished Sebastian’s statement. Sebastian is the one to nod his head in agreement this time.
“What, so do you guys think they’re hot or something? Is that why you play?”
Sam and Sebastian’s simultaneous ‘Yes’ and 'No' responses had overlapped one another, and Sebastian sent his elbow flying into Sam’s ribcage at his reply, willing his friend to just stop talking. Sam let out a strained groan from the impact, but remained quiet otherwise, seemingly getting the message.
“No.” Sebastian repeated, pausing for a moment to glare at the blonde-haired male sitting next to him before he’d turned his attention back to you. “They came with the base game and have their own backstory, but the game is super immersive, so you can customize your character to look however you want.”
“Ohh.” You’d replied cutely. “Kinda like Solorian Chronicles, right?”
“Yeah.” Sebastian couldn’t help himself from chuckling at you, finding the comparison adorable. “Solorian Chronicles is super customizable, too.”
A comfortable silence had filled the air, the only sounds coming from the on-going dialogue cutscene that had been playing on screen, but you didn't let it last long. You pushed yourself up off of the backrest of the couch, slinking your body forward and in front of Sebastian, using your face to block his line of vision. You’d grinned widely at him, flashing him your pearly whites.
“Yes?” He’d asked you, amused.
“You should make her look like me, then.” Your smile never left your lips, face inches away from his own as you anticipated his reply. Sebastian halted his movements on his controller, and raised his eyebrows at you inquisitively.
“Yeah?” He asked.
Sebastian hadn’t thought it to be possible, but you’d deepened your smile even more. “Yeah.”
“Okay.” Sebastian had said casually, shifting his head around yours just enough to exit out of their current game, loading back into the main menu, much to Sam’s dismay.
“Dude!” Sam shouted, but Sebastian had just ignored him, keeping his attention on you. He nodded his head towards his desk, motioning you in its direction.
“Go pull up my desk chair next to the TV so I can get a good look at you.” He’d smirked. You clasped your hands together in excitement, jumping up from your spot on the couch.
“Oooo.” You’d giggled, sending a hand up to capture a piece of your hair in between your fingers, twirling it in playful flirtation. “Paint me like one of your french girls, Sebby.”
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hiii me again! long time no see ig haha n all I have to offer is a tiny blurb from a kinktober fic i posted a lil while ago on my ao3 called Cyber Stockholm Syndrome! (the full length fic is much more explicit,lol) its sitting at almost 11k right now, and hopefully ill be able to finish the final chapter sometime this week or the next 😩 i hope u enjoyed this cute lil blurb either way :3
absolutely ADORED the full version of this over on ao3 and this is the cutest lil snippet too 🙂↕️ you really know how to capture the audience’s attention. love love loveddd this fic so much 🥹 i adore the way seb is characterized!
[as if this is not a normal and natural human thing to want] yeah i just really want to connect with people for some reason. Like some weird loser freak
you won’t have to feel like you’re acting for the right people. you won’t have to pretend or change or make yourself smaller. you will be the most you you’ve ever been with them.
Pairing: Yandere! Caine x gn!reader
Summary: You try to reason with Caine on the behalf of the others, but Caine is too far gone to listen
Tags: sfw, Ep 8 spoilers, yandere Caine, yandere themes– isolation, obsesses and possessive Caine, Caine crossing personal boundaries/non consensual holding (not sexual! Hes just holding you)', light body horror (being 'fuse' together), vague description of pain, gender netural
W.C: 1.5K A/N: divider credits at bottom of post, please let me know if i miss any warnings or tags! I hope this is 'yandere' enough :)
"You did so well on your adventure, my lovely loyal superstar!" Caine greets. You feel dumbfounded as you were just finishing your adventure and now find yourself landing on Caine's lap, straddling him with each knee on the outside of his thighs. You lean back, placing your hand behind you in an attempt to create space, and to gather your bearings. You jump in surprise at the touch of the desk under your palm, and quickly scan around to see you're in Caine’s office. Yhe one you and the others got to explore on the last normal adventure.
"Ten out of Ten! That's another gold star on your chart!" Caine happily shouts as a star chart suddenly appears with each of the circus members' faces. Each member's selections are empty while yours is covered in stars. Caine places the new star on top of the older ones before tossing it away with an obnoxious laugh. You wonder how long he had that chart or if he spawned it in like that for the bit. With how unhinged his behaviour has become, its hard to tell the nature of the star chart.
Ever since he snapped, and reminded the others of their place in the circus, there's been a dramatic shift in the way he treats you by blatantly showing off his favouritism. Before, he would treat you like the others, using the same silly nicknames and being respectful of personal space. Now, he freely shows a more romantic affection that you wouldn't think Caine was capable of.
Using nicknames reserved for significant others, and becoming clingy for hugs, cuddles, and demanding kisses. Along with Caine trying to isolate you from the others, to keep your attention on him. You were the only one willing to do so. The only one looking forward to his adventures. To ask him for things. To thank him. To praise him.
"And how was your adventure, my dear human? Were the cats at the cat cafe absolutely pawsitively purrfect?" Caine integrates. His hands are gripping your thighs, digging into the muscle to prevent you from trying to wiggle off his lap, and shuffle onto the desk. Keeping you firmly on his lap while he carefully studies every facial expression, awaiting the worship he expects from you.
Caine has even started to show off how much he prefers you by giving you nicer adventures. During his announcement of the day's adventure, he'll start by describing the one he designed for the others. The adventures sound like nightmares, activities they are destined to lose at, and guarantee to walk away cover in brusies.
He follows it up by describing your nicer, easier and safer sounding adventure in a sickening sweet voice that rubs salt into the other's wounds. He even starts to summon two portals to truly highlight that wedge between you and your friends.
"It was nice! I liked it," you nervously answer. Fidgeting in Caine's hands as you build the courage to bring up the others. To try again in making Caine see reason, to stop harming them in the name of 'the viewers'. You know they depend on you, that they wait with bated breath in hopes you get Caine to stop tormenting them. You're the only one whose close enough to get Caine to listen, with these one-on-one sessions. But so far, every attempt has failed.
"You liked it." Caine quietly gasps, sounding surprised by your words. His hands mindlessly slide up to grip your hips, pulling you towards him as his pupils shift into little hearts. "Of course you liked it! It was made specially for you, my love!" He winks, putting on a bravo. Trying to appear sly after showing some vulnerability.
"Right," you nod uneasily. Your hands curl into tight fists as you prepare to drive straight into helping your friends. Just because you failed before doesn’t mean you’ll stop trying. "You know, Caine, I think the others would have loved the cat cafe adventure!" The atmosphere shifts instantly at the mention of them. Your stomach twist, but you push through. "Th-they were just starting to warm up to your adventures. If you tone down the violence on the next one, I'm sure-"
"No." Caine cuts you off. His tone firm, and his gaze harsh.
"What–?"
"How many chances did I give them to 'warm up' ?!" Caine shouts. You wince at the pain coming from your hip, his fingers digging in. "Hours I spent slaving away, tailoring adventures for them! Well, they had their chance to 'warm up'. NO MORE! They're spoiled. Ungrateful brats!"
"Unlike you." His tone makes a drastic shift as he sighs out your name. His hands release the vice-like grip to –– slowly, gently, adoringly –– trail up your waist. "You didn't need to warm up to my adventures. You love them right away! Right?" His voice cracks but he continues, ignoring the way you squirm, "You liked my adventures. Taking the time to compliment them. You, my most perfect devoted worshipper!" Caine worships over you, and you shiver at the feeling of his hands dragging over your rib cage.
"I- Well," you stutter, your voice failing you. You struggle to think of what words or what argument to use on your friend's behalf. Distract and overwhelm by the uncomfortable sensation of his hands mapping out your body. Silently begging that his hands will still.
"Don't you see, my darling human? They're getting punished while you're getting rewarded!" His hands pull away from your ribs to your face. He attempts at lightly caressing your cheeks, but instead squeezes them in his possessive grip.
"Rewarded?" you choke out the word.
"You're reward being me, of course! By staying here with me."
It's a promise in awestruck whisper. It's a vow dripped in delusion and obsession. His hands let go of your face in favour to wrap his arms around your shoulder blades. You grunt at the force he uses to pull you in. Pressing you against his chest, eliminating the space between you until every each of you is touching him. He feels larger now; surrounding you. As if he grew himself to overshadow you, or maybe you shrink. Maybe Caine is molding you to fit in his hold perfectly.
You can't tell as your face gets push into his chest. You worm your hand up his torso to his chest with the intention to push with all your might to create space. To free yourself from being pinned to him. Your heart drops when your hand sinks into his chest. So far, the only type of physical pain you have suffered from him is accidental. The same eagerness, and roughness a puppy has with their favourite toy. But this, this is new.
You can't tell if it's intentional or not.
"Caine?" Your voice trembles as your heart races. Trying to bring attention to whatever is happening. You lose feeling in your hand, unable to tell if your fingers are spread out or clenched. Your wrist slowly enters his chest, and your heartbeat roars in your ears.
Caine doesn't hear you and continues to rant. Making more promises, and more vows. He places a hand on the back of your head, pushing you closer. It’s with the unsettling realization of your head dipping into his chest by his force that this is intentional.
Your anxiety skyrockets as you lose sight in one eye, and you lose feeling in your lips as have your mouth is gone too. You try to writhe off his lap, but it’s too late; you can feel yourself merging into him.
"You won't leave me. I won't let you."
His hand goes into your chest through your back. For a frightening moment, you truly believe that Caine has reached into your chest cavity and grabbed your beating heart.
Then all at once, you're being placed on his desk. His hands are back on your waist as he rambles about something. You can faintly hear the terms ‘bad influence’ and ‘distracting him’ over your rapid heartbeat. You stare intensely at your forearm, reassuring yourself that it's still attached to your wrist, which is still joined to your hand. With fingers all in the correct spot, wiggling under your control. Your temporarily missing eye returns, and quickly fills with tears due to the pain. You acknowledge with relief that your sight has also returned.
Your vision is being moved as Caine tilts your face by a hand under your chin. Your scared eyes staring into his adoring eyes.
You can’t react, can’t scream, or cry as you become overwrought with a pain you can't describe. If someone asks how it felt, or lists out adjectives to help narrow it down, all you could say is; it hurts.
"-I need to take care of business!" Hearing the start of a goodbye grabs your attention, grounding you by the promise of safety. Of distances. "I won't be long, my devoted human! Mwah!" Caine leans forward to press his teeth to your face, his version of a kiss. You close your eyes to receive the affectionate act but make no moves on returning it. You wouldn't be surprised if one of these days he decides to bite into your flesh and eat you with the same childish kissing noise. Already accepting that fate with the same grace as a tired, defeated prey animal.
Caine pulls back and pats your head softly. "Don't miss me too much now!" On the final pat, you vanish from the office.
You pop onto a stool beside Jax at the cafe, where the rest of the group is on their respective chairs, breathing heavily as you stare ahead. You can still feel Caine's arms around you, the pressure in your chest, and his possessive promise echoing in your mind. It huants ypu how he didnt acknowledge whatever that was. Did it happened? Did you imagine it?
An itchy deep under your skin proves it did happened. Regardless, you have to try again. To beg on behalf of your friend's safety another day.
WOW, you guys have amazing taste in polls!! Here you all go, as promised, and the other one is coming soon my lovelies!! (Maybe OOC?)
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▪︎ Caine shows up to bug the cast WAYY more whenever he hears that you're involved and often pretends it's just a coincidence that you happen to be in the same area as well
▪︎ He tailors adventures JUST to your liking. You don't like chases? He scraps the thought of escaping monsters or murderers. He'd hate if his beloved started disliking his adventures!
▪︎ Always asks you and ONLY you for feedback after every adventure. Did you like it? Was it excellent? Did it need more of something? Please, be honest with him! (Just don't catch him pouting when he doesn't hear what he wants to hear). He doesn't yet understand why your opinion matters the most out of everybodys
▪︎ has selective hearing.
▪︎ WILL try to impress you if he thinks you didn't enjoy his last adventure. He can't have his darling being bored! Each one MUST be flashier and bigger than the previous adventures!
▪︎ has ZERO concept of personal space. If you just happen to wake up, expect him to be in your room, hovering over your sleeping self waiting for you to get out of bed. He's constantly hovering around you and brushing up against you and gets flustered when you catch him doing so
▪︎ he thinks your upset? You'd better be ready for the most extravagant, overwhelming, insane day ever, whether it be a private dinner at some restaurant he generated or another wacky adventure, he'll have something planned to 'fix' your sad demeanor.
▪︎ Gets glitchy whenever you compliment or touch him. You're holding his hand? He's rebooting and blue screening. He thinks its a bug, unaware that he's slowly learning how feelings feel like
▪︎ treats you MUCH differently than most of the other members of the circus. Whenever it's pointed out, he denies it and swears he has no favorites at all as if he doesn't have a favorites file.
▪︎ if you get slightly distracted or involved in someone else's conversation, he'll almost always end up reeling you back in
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I hope you all enjoyed reading this as I enjoyed writing it! :D
“did the journal factory burn down” is funny but doesn’t reflect my true views which are i love to follow people who overshare every moment of their day
