I’m quite shy about my writing so I’ve decided! Fuck it! Just go on and post it! I’m just having fun!
I write small drabbles, blurbs, HCs, short stories, smut..etc etc..Just writing X readers for any fandom I’m in!
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(Thing I got carried away writing and made way longer than I planned to. Boys my be a bit ooc, but not too far off. Reader written gender neutral)
(TWs: Anxiety, descriptions of panic attacks and dissociation, fear of heights, peer pressure)
You were certainly the odd on out here. Still, that didn’t seem to make the boys think that you didn’t need to be there for whatever antics they were up to. While you weren’t really up to participating in most of the things that they thought of, you were starting to get used to them. Your reaction had gone from dazed and confused to frustrated and a bit entertained. While there wasn’t really a clear reason for them to keep you around, you (and probably everyone else that saw you with them) figured they just got a kick out of your reactions.
Still, you couldn’t help but feel like you had to act tough around them. To be honest you got freaked out by things rather easily. Worry was like a nagging second voice that would list every possible outcome to gather into a tightness in your stomach no matter how much you tried to ignore it. Maybe this was an opposites attract situation where you picked up all the fear of consequences that was clearly absent from them.
It was very difficult to keep up that brave face up tonight, though. Things didn’t start too crazy; all they did was drive you out into the woods. While the seemingly quiet activity should have told you they were going to pull something, you were still hopeful that it wasn’t going to be anything too bad. When you all came up to the rickety, old, train bridge, you thought you were going to throw up.
“This isn’t still in service, is it?” You asked, trying your best to make yourself sound curious instead of hesitant.
“No worries,” Marco answered, “we hang here all the time.” The fact that this didn’t answer your question was an answer itself.
As you all started to walk onto it, you were sure that you were at the back so the boys would be less likely to see you watching every step you were taking. The way that the old boards creaked under you all was not at all reassuring. Still, all the rest in your group were walking as casually as they did on the pier; Paul was practically walking on his tiptoes like he did when he was excited about something. One of the planks squeaked so loudly when you stepped on it, that is made all of the boys turn and look your way.
“You good?” Dwayne almost had to call back from where he was standing.
“Yeah,” you gave an unconvincing nonchalant answer.
Marco and Dwayne turned and kept on their way to the middle of the bridge. David kept an eye on you for another few moments. It was hard to place what the look on his face was portraying, but it was something that was focused. It was markedly easy to tell what the look on Paul’s face was: ornery as it usually was.
“Tell ya what- If you do fall one of us will catch you. Sound good?” He teased as you brushed past him.
While you weren’t going to let him know you were worried about falling, you did decide that if someone were to have to stop you from plunging to your watery death below (if you were lucky enough to hit the water and not a rock or a tree or…) it would be difficult for them to do that if you were dragging your feet so far away from them.
It was a difficult choice between trusting your feet to find the next step themselves and looking down and watching your vision double at the sight of the spaces between the boards. While you were switching between the two your foot caught on the track and in your panicked effort to balance you went to grab onto one of the beams along the side of the bridge- except it was further ahead of you than you thought, making you miss it and tumble over the side.
Subconsciously bracing yourself for the inevitable impact, your body tightened every muscle that it had as your mind turned itself off. The last things you processed was the blur of things flying past you before you were stopped by something. While you never fainted, you certainly weren’t conscious anymore.
“Jesus, clumsy,” a voice that you couldn’t process was muffled by the ringing in your ears.
“Told you we catch you,” a voice farther away chimed in.
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The boys weren’t too worried. It wasn’t like you were in any real danger; for them a fall off the bridge was the same as a trip on the sidewalk. They’ve even shoved each other off on purpose more times than they can count. After all, being able to fly took the danger out of a lot of things. Once Marco had flown you back up, they expected you to be frazzled, but nothing too bad.
That was until Paul noticed the glazed over, unmoving stare in your eyes right around the time Marco processed how rigid you were. Dwayne was the first to walk over when he noticed the two of them being uncharacteristically quiet, and was followed quickly by David.
“Breathing?” David demanded as he approached.
“Yeah, but barely. Quick and shallow,” Dwayne answered, one of his hands resting on your upper chest and the other on the side of your neck. He didn’t have to tell the other three how hard your heart was racing; they could all hear that loud and clear.
Marco was still holding you, doing his best to keep you sitting up while Paul was poking, prodding, and pinching along your arms in an effort to snap you out of the state you were in. David knelt down to look at you himself. He tried to look into your mind, but retracted from you quickly with a cringe and an audible hiss.
“David? What’s going on?” Paul asked, looking over as David smoothed his hands through his bleached hair in an effort to soothe his now throbbing temples.
“Noting good,” he seethed before walking back the way you had all came, ordering, “Marco, take them back to the cave. We’ll meet you there.”
Marco looked between you and David a few times before asking, “What about my bike?”
“Fuck your bike! Move your ass!” David snapped, making the other two wince as Marco scrambled to stand up, pick you up bridal style, and get into the air.
There was little noise from the others as they all walked back to their cycles other than the clomp of their boots on the bridge turning into the crunching of gravel as they stepped off of it. Once they were all getting back on their prided vehicles, David spoke up, “Tonight.”
“Tonight?” Paul questioned nervously.
“David, are you sure?” Dwayne asked hesitantly.
“Tonight,” David insisted before turning his engine and peeling out like a bolt of lightning.
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When your body was finally starting to function on a less panicked level, the first thing you saw was a very focused Marco. The second that your breathing deepened a bit, he noticed. “Hey, Hey!” He said both expressing his relief and getting your attention, “Focus on me, yeah? We’re almost back.”
You were still too out of it to question where you were going or how exactly you were getting there. You closed your eyes for a moment, listing to what was around you. There was still the remnants of your heartbeat in your ears, but there was also wind whistling past you. You hadn’t remembered it being windy tonight, but sometimes being so close to a coast made the air fickle. Right as the mystery wind settled down, you heard Marco’s boots clanking on the metal walkway leading to the hideout. “C’mon, stay with me,” he instructed, coaxing you to open your eyes again, causing him let go of a breath he didn’t know he was holding.
Once you were both inside, he sat you down on a ratty couch that was tossed in some random corner of the sunken hotel; then he flopped down next to you. The both of you sat there for who knows how long before you finally asked, “How did I get here?”
You knew the short answer was that Marco brought you here. There were bits and pieces that you could vaguely pull up from the time you tripped to ending up at their place. You flexed your fingers slowly, feeling like they were thawing out from being held in the snow.
“I caught you before you fell too far,” Marco mumbled as he put his arm over his eyes to block out what little light was in the cave at the moment, “But, you, like… I don’t know. Your body just quit or something. David had me rush you here since I was already holdin’ you, then you snapped out of it right before we got here.”
Even though he seemed to still be trying to figure out what had happened himself, Marco had given you enough to let you piece together the main thing that took place after you were back on the bridge.
“I, uh… I had a panic attack. It happens… especially when something freaks me out,” you explained best as you could through your remaining haze.
There was a laugh, out of disbelief and only mildly humor, from Marco as he moved his arm and looked over at you. “Well, you managed to freak us out too, so congrats on that. That’s not easy to do!” It seemed like he was telling the truth because despite his small, tired smile his face was so creased with worry that the dim light in the cave almost made his features look exaggerated in some way.
Before the two of you could say anything else, the sound of motorcycle engines caught your attention. Shortly after they all cut, there was a loud, metallic bang, and Paul popped around the corner shortly after. His eye brightened when he saw you sitting up by yourself.
“Look who it is! I’d welcome you back to the land of the living if I could! How’re you feeling?” He pelted you with words.
You weren’t really sure exactly what he was talking about, but answered, “I’m a bit better. My head hurts and my nose is still a bit numb, but I’m getting there I think.”
Dwayne and David walked up as you were telling Paul how you were doing, and while they weren’t quite as outwardly emotional as the other two, they did seem to make a beeline toward you; David held back a bit and watched you for a minute. Once he seemed convinced you weren’t going to keel over, he walked into another part of the cave.
Dwayne, in a move surprising to you all, walked up behind Paul and slapped him on the back of the head, causing the blonde to yelp. “The hell was that for?” Paul sneered.
“You dented the walk way when you jumped, dumbass,” Dwayne scoffed as he walked over to couch and sat on the armrest that was closet to you. “You hanging in there?” He asked. He knew you had just answered that, but also wanted to double check.
“Panic attack,” Marco answered for you.
With a hum, Dwayne reached down and brushed your hair away from your face, “You should have told us you were feeling bad. We could’ve slowed down a bit before this happened.”
This got a laugh from you, “You guys don’t slow down for anything.”
“We’d slow down for you,” Paul chimed in.
“But, just a little bit,” Marco teased.
“Yeah, don’t want to get all old and boring like Max,” Paul said more to Marco than to you.
You gave him a confused look and asked, “You mean the video guy on the boardwalk?” That was the only person named Max you could think of in the area.
Dwayne shot the other two a warning look. Paul just shrugged it off and kept going, “Yeah, he’s like a weird, boring uncle that we’ve known for forever. That’s why we’re always giving him a hard time.”
This level of information sharing seemed to confuse Marco, like you were just told a secret that they were supposed to take to their graves. Paul reflected the confusion for a second before something dawned on him. “Right you weren’t with us. David’s gonna be here any second with it.”
“Wait, are you serious?” Marco looked over to you, but then quickly over to Dwayne, “Like, right now?”
The sudden suspense from the sudden change in the atmosphere made your body start to tense up again. “What exactly is David getting?” You asked nervously.
Their attention all snapped over to you, and there was almost a giddiness to how they looked at you.
“It’s… something to help your head feel better,” was the explanation Dwayne offered.
“Not just your head. You’ll feel a million times better than you ever had,” Marco added.
You looked between the three of them suspiciously before pointedly questioning, “What are you guys trying to give me?”
“Yo! We’re not gonna drug you or anything!” Paul pouted at the accusation, “It’s just a drink.”
An amused laugh interrupted the conversation. David walked up to the rest of you with an ornately decorated, yet very dusty bottle. “I see you’re all doing a great job convincing them we’re a bunch of axe murderers,” he purposefully body checked Marco to scoot him over as he sat himself between you two.
“That would be crazy, right?” You laughed nervously as you looked at the bottle then up to David.
“Of course,” David agreed with a suspiciously innocent smile before adding, “we don’t use axes.”
Before you could do anything else to stall, David took the cork out of the bottle and held it in your direction. “Drink it. You won’t regret it,” he insisted. When you still didn’t give in, he looked you in the eyes, a mesmerizingly intimate action, and asked, “You think I’d mislead you?”
“Yes,” you answered bluntly, but in a whisper as your resolve started to waver.
A smirk that made the rest of his face slightly crinkle with mischief made its way across his lips. He leaned in closer, almost pressing to opening of the bottle to your mouth. “But, you’d still follow me, right?”
You didn’t say anything. Tentatively, you reached a hand up to hold the jewel covered glass, your fingers brushing against David’s on the other side as you did. With his grin turning into an actual smile, he helped you tip it so that the red liquid inside made it into your mouth while the others cheered and hollered. There was an odd, metallic taste to in, as well as some sort of sparkling, not quiet fizzy feel to it, yet for some reason you enjoyed both. Like it was something that you could never get enough of. In fact, if it weren’t for David being there to pull it away, who knows how much of it you would have drank.
Things seemed hazy; it wasn’t the frenzied panic that you had just come out of. This felt somehow energizing and mellowing at the same time, like all the care in your body was sucked out and replaced all the time in the world.
“Whoa, that hit fast,” Paul teased as he sat on the floor in front of you.
“Been a crazy night. Probably didn’t have much fight left in their brain to think about it too much,” Marco thought out loud.
“Maybe this should have waited a night or two. I think the left over nerves are reacting. Eyes are already yellow,” Dwayne observed as he tilted your head up to look at him.
Taking a swing from the bottle himself before corking it, David gave a dismissive huff. “You’re wrong. I think this means they have more fight than we gave them credit for. They’re able to keep up with us, after all.” He turned you to look at him again, his pointer finger and thumb squishing your cheeks a bit, “Even if they’re clumsy as hell while doing it.”
Base Yandere Ben The Super Headcanons: Unhinged Obsessive Love (Netflix's Game Unhinged)
[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back with a new chapter! This one is with the serial Killer from the Netflix Game Unhinged, Ben being yandere for you, the Gender Neutral Reader! I hope that you all enjoy this chapter here, my muffins!]
(Disclaimer: Ben the Super is possibly yandere in canon! This is still just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You know who you are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon! Thank you!)
-Base Yandere Headcanons With Yandere Ben The Super X Gender Neutral Reader From The Netflix Game: Unhinged-
.Ben is the Super for the building you live in. He fell for you when he helped you move your furniture into your place!
.He fell in love with you right away, to the point of obsession.
.He was so obsessed with you that he was the type of yandere who would put cameras in your home.
.Specifically, he has a camera on your toilet and not in your shower. He was a bit of a perverted yandere who put watching you use the toilet instead of watching you shower (Piss Muffin, Piss)
.He was so enamoured and obsessed with you as a yandere that he has made sure to watch you every single day and even breaks into your apartment.
.Since he is the super, he has a key to your apartment, and he has broken in, gone through your things, smelled your things, and even jerked off in your bed while smelling your underclothes.
.He is even making a fake version of your apartment to look just like the one you have.
.He has it ready for you so that he can one day bring you down to it and tell you that he has everything ready for you, honey.
.He is very much a yandere who would stalk you and do everything he can to make sure you are his and his alone.
.He would find you to be everything he wants, and he cannot live without you; he needs you.
.He watches you leave the building and come home, and he stays up to make sure you make it home safely and that you are not bringing anyone over.
.He would be so jealous, and anytime you bring anyone over, he sabotages your date night or even friends and family nights.
.So that way you are not with them, and he would make sure you think it is just because of the shitty old building and not him.
.He also is a yandere who would worm his way into your life so that he can make sure you are his and his alone and that you belong to no one else but him.
.He is a yandere who will isolate you from anyone and everyone in your life and make you depend on him.
.So he is slowly chipping away at your social life to make you need him and him alone.
.He is going to make sure that you need him and that you belong to him forever and ever.
.He is a yandere who will kidnap you at some point, but we will get to that in a bit.
.When it comes to his rivals, he does not stand for them, and if they are in the building, he is going to kill them and gut them.
.Taking great pleasure in torturing them and making them suffer for trying to be with you.
.He would even take their organs and put them down the garbage disposal.
.He is making sure they suffer for trying to get with you, because he is a very jealous yandere and cannot stand the idea of them or anyone other than him being with you.
.If his rivals do not live in the building, he will get them banned from the premises, and if they end up coming onto the property, he will call the police for trespassing and have them arrested.
.That way they are still out of the picture, and he can make sure that he has you to all himself~
.He is not going to let anyone else get in the way of his love. He is a yandere who would even see your family as a threat to his love for you, and he will do everything to be your one and only~
.He is also very possessive, seeing you as his property, and if you are not going to be a good darling, then he will have to kidnap you and do whatever he can to keep you safe and sound.
.When he finally has his hands on you, he is not going to let you go; you will belong to him and him alone.
.He is not going to let you leave him, and he is going to keep you by his side so that he can make you stay.
.He does everything he can to keep you safe, and you're trying to fight him, or trying to leave him, he cannot stand it.
.So that he is going to keep you with him, even if it is against your will, he does not care what he has to do. He will make sure to keep you safe and keep you as his and his alone.
.When he finally confesses his love to you, it is when he can get you alone, and that he can have you, and even if you run from him, you will not get away!
.He made the plan perfect, and he was going to do everything to make sure that he caught you and got you to be his and his alone. One way or another.
.So if you accept his love, you have done it the easy way, and he is going to have so much fun with you.
.He probably will want to do some fantasies that have you and him and his job as a super. Maybe it is because you are late with the rent, and you would pay your rent in another way.
.He is going to fuck you on camera too, so he can watch it back and watch you get fucked by him over and over.
.But if you say no, he is going to snap and say no, no, no, you are going to be his, and you are going to accept it one day.
.This is where he will drug and/or knock you out so that he can kidnap you and have you as the love of his life.
.He is going to take care of you; all you have to do is love him and be a good darling for him.
.You are his honey, and he has everything ready for you; you and he will be so happy together, he will make sure of it.
.Just be a good darling for him and let him love you forever and always~
.Then he will be happy with his unhinged, obsessive love for you, and you and he can finally be happy together, forever.
.Just like he has always dreamed, since the day he met you and helped you move in, from that day, you were his, and you will always be his,
[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Another chapter is done! I hope that you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!]
Thank you @clonethirstingisreal and @unconsciousxreality (not fair I was gonna tag you) for the tags!! ☺️ I’m hella fucking tired from Memorial Day Weekend shifts and just started my technical weekend so what better way to start it than to describe current things in my life.
Last song: I’m technically the “DJ” at my job since I lent my Bluetooth Speaker to the Kitchen. So, I play a lot of random Spotify playlists I don’t know the songs 50% of the time. Spotify is saying it’s “All Time Low” by Jon Bellion, which I know nothing about. The last song I liked was “Dark Side” by SkyDxddy which I would love to draw an Animatic with.
Currently watching: I am currently on a movie binge with my s/o. We are watching the Hobbit Trilogy after finishing Lord of the Rings Trilogy. Also, I been watching him play the new Yoshi game, Yoshi and the Mysterious Book, for the Switch 2!
Current obsession: Tomodachi Life: Living the Dream. EVERYONE IS FALLING FOR CROSSHAIR HELP! Except Mimi and Hunter who IMMEDIATELY hit it off and made the 60$ on the game worth it. They are the only two married with a child.
Currently reading: If we are talking about actual books, then I’m reading Star Wars: Low Red Moon, Star Wars’ Bad Batch: Sanctuary, and refreshing myself of Homer’s The Odyssey before the movie comes out. Sadly; however, I don’t really have much time reading actual books right now. So I been also reading short one shot fanfics/headcanons.
Currently working on: the Star Wars Fanfic I been writing which STILL doesn’t have a name 😅 I need to come up with a name before I post the official first chapter. Also, my Drawing Every Day Challenge. Making lots of fanart of people’s OCs and will post more soon.
Last Google search: “Substitution for Garam Masala”. My job makes tikki masala chicken and it’s probably the most popular item on the menu and we been out of garam masala for weeks. It’s been hell and if another shift lead yells at me for not being able to make it, I will throw hands.
CURRENTLY WATCHING: The Bad Batch. I can't get enough of those guys, especially my sweet Tech.
CURRENT OBSESSION: Star Wars.
CURRENTLY READING: Relic by Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child. So far, it's a fascinating little mystery thriller about a string of murders that happens in a Museum, but the killer doesn't appear to be human...
CURRENTLY WORKING ON: My Bad Batch AU, Smuggler's Route.
LAST GOOGLE SEARCH: The Lovers Tarot meaning. I'm still learning how to read Tarot cards.
Thank you for taggjng me! We haven't spoken before, atleast not a lot if we have sk this was a nice surprise!!
LAST SONG: Dashboard by Noah Kahan technically but I purposely played Im Alive from Next to Normal.
CURRENTLY WATCHING: Avatar The Last Airbender!! Haven't seen it before but I've been persuaded to recently. I finshed the first 2 books now I need to start the 3rd.
CURRENT OBSESSION: A mix of The Mandalorian and Avatar. Honorable mention: Searching/destroying a world that doesnt exist videos.
CURRENTLY READING: Im supposed to be reading a comic book my friend let me borrow sooooo...
CURRENTLY WORKING ON: My Starwars ocs. Mainly Valja Covatolas (mando oc) but rn im finishing a design for a rebel oc. I want to begin working on my searching for a world paintings tho.
TYSM for tagging me @kristal-star @the-hale-house and @the-tech-turn !!! You guys are all so sweet!!
LAST SONG: Pas de Cheval by Panic! at the disco. I haven’t listened to them in months but I remember the last time I did a challenge like this a song by them was my last song too 😅
CURRENTLY WATCHING: casually rewatching avatar the last airbender, and all going back and watching some select episodes of the clone wars. not really deep in anything at the moment. i just need to watch obi wan and the book of boba fett until i have seen all of star wars!
CURRENT OBSESSION: still the bad batch….. but just star wars in general. also just digital art in general. i am enjoying learning about rendering specifically!!
CURRENTLY READING: Ballad of songbirds and snakes! i picked it up earlier this year and just haven’t picked it back up yet…. my goal is to read five books this year and I think I have only read one so far, so I need to lock in (i know these are weak numbers, im not a big reader but i am trying to get better!!)
CURRENTLY WORKING ON: I have two in progress fics, one for @heartbreakinabottle99 and the other for @moonlovefairy, and then i am working on a meet the artist intro page, as well as a TON of stuff for my 1940s/Copacabana Star Wars AU!! I keep teasing an announcement about it but then chickening out. Since I am just starting to learn digital art, some things come out well and others don’t! So I have to redo a lot 😅
LAST GOOGLE SEARCH: “moomin sleep music” a lot of nights I can’t get my brain to turn off, so i like this one specific video of rain sounds and music from the moomin valley animated series-
Thank you so much for tagging me, @scribblesofshadow and @the-hale-house !!
LAST SONG: "Legendary Lovers" by Katy Perry
CURRENTLY WATCHING: I'm currently watching Star Wars Rebels, next is Andor S2 or Rogue One.
CURRENT OBSESSION: Maul Shadow Lord...I'm so obsessed with this series, I REALLY LOVE THE CHARACTERS, especially Devon, Rylee, Brander, Two-Boots and Vario.
CURRENTLY READING: I'm not reading anything yet, but I will soon read Star Wars: Shadow of Maul.
CURRENTLY WORKING ON: I'm working on my editing stuffs.
CURRENTLY WATCHING: I've been rewatching The Clone Wars, and after that, I'm gonna be rewatching The Bad Batch! And I've been watching a really cool dinosaur documentary with @shadowlit-shows (it's called The Dinosaurs, and it's by Steven Spielberg, it's so cool)
CURRENT OBSESSION: Star Wars, but ESPECIALLY Maul. He is my babygirl and it kills me that I can't spend $100 on Maul books and merch 😔
CURRENTLY READING: I've been rereading Wings of Fire (I'm on book 11 right now)! And I'm hoping to get some Maul books this year, so I'll be yapping about those when I get them!
CURRENTLY WORKING ON: I'm working on a bunch of Maul voiceovers, my Jedi Maul AU, and I am working on about three original comic series and a novel!
CURRENTLY WATCHING : star wars rebels! four episodes away from completing it. however i am also watching andor with my dad.
CURRENT OBSESSION : star wars obviously. i have like… a whole wip shelf / shrine dedicated to maul with two figures on it as well as some shirts TvT
CURRENTLY READING : hey so like i don’t read- DONT SHOOT ME DONT SHOOT ME! i do have this tmnt comic i’ve been meaning to read but i also REALLY WANT THE MAUL BOOKS AUGHH SAVE ME!
CURRENTLY WORKING ON : a small lil’ fic / headcanon ask i got about my maul yumeship. maybe yall should check it out psst… ( not forcing )
LAST GOOGLE SEARCH : ‘ is star wars resistance worth watching? ‘ look, i just wanna know if i need to watch it at some point ok?
CURRENTLY WATCHING: Haunted Hotel and starting Assassination Classroom
CURRENT OBSESSION: Percy Jackson, I've been speed running the books since Jan, and TADC
CURRENTLY READING: House of Hades and rereading How the War Saved My Life (that shit is so good)
CURRENTLY WORKING ON: Pride bracelets :3
LAST GOOGLE SEARCH: "What episode was it when green befriends purple in AvM" My friend just got my back into AvM and I had to go back to the only episode I remembered
no pressure tags :D
@itsabitweird8 @deux-jee-ode-msm @capaiaque @madscientistfrommars @donniesgaptooth @redwinterhavoc66 @the-canis-major @puppy-boy-jayden and all of my other moots :3
current obsession: ... octonauts and still severus snape
currently reading: regrettably nothing aside from a few fics here and there💔
currently working on: pride month art, procrastinated animatics and crafts and oc sheets SIGH
errrr havent done this in a while, ig @klien2000 @s3ym0ur @cornflakepudding @pixelverseart @totallynotluna ???? i just went thru my mootlist lmk if u dont wanna be tagged in the future HAHA
(if u dont recognise me u only follow my main art acc mb😭)
Last song: Return of the Phantom Stranger by Rob Zombie
Currently watching: I just finished Spider Noir. Such a good show! So happy I actually found the chance to watch it since my family and I have been pretty busy lately
Current obsession: my beloved f/os, Roller Ricky and Maison Talo, of course 🩵! But I’ve also been really big into comic book reading and collecting. Speaking of…
Currently reading: The original Uncanny X-Men run. I just left off on issue 180 and can start reading the Secret Wars storyline. I’m gonna try and get through some loose comics I’ve gotten from a convention and from dollar bins from stores. Also got archieves volumes 1 and 2 of Vampirella so I’m gonna see if I dig those or not before I decide I wanna start collecting the original magazines
Currently working on: some fics that have been on the back burner for a while now, starting with a request from months back (whoops). And yes they are x readers because that’s my bread and butter
Last google search: crossword puzzles. I do the daily ones from The Washington Post
Hello! I usually don’t do these as I’d like to keep my page as KF focused as possible but I will indulge just this once because the questions are good!
Last Song: First Date (NSP)
Currently Watching: House of the Dragon. I am a sucker for a beautiful but absolutely ruthless woman, and Season 3 is heading straight into no mercy territory. All hail the rightful heir to the Iron Throne, Her Majesty Queen Rhaenyra! 🖤
Current Obsession: see page (surprise! It’s still Killer Frequency)
Currently Reading: Bunny by Mona Awad. Im almost done but I have mostly paused it now as I have gotten too busy with other projects. I also have The Picture of Dorian Grey on the back burner after I get done with it.
Currently Working On: a piece of KF fan art inspired by the heroes of the 1925 Nome Diphtheria Serum Run and an AU oneshot where my two favorite emotionally constipated middle aged losers finally figure out their feelings.
I don’t usually do these but hey! Why the hell not!
Thanks for the @, Rose! :>
Last Song: Devil Like You by The Bridge City Sinners
Currently (Re)Watching: Twin Peaks by David Lynch, love this show so much sobs
Current Obsession: Honestly it’s gotta be Killer Frequency, I’m feeling my obsession for it crawling out of the grave. I just did a couple of playthroughs last night to get all the achievements, making me itch to draw and write for the characters :D
Currently Reading: Dead of Summer by AJ Merlin
Currently Working on: Art wise, currently planning a project with drawing the cast of Killer Frequency. Writing wise I’m planning on making a part two to my Henry Barrow/Reader or making a new writing with him! If I don’t do that then I’ll be working on my Danny Johnson fic and another writing, so many projects sighhh
Last Google Search: “What song plays at the end of Killer Frequency” was my last Google search because it’s such a banger, wish I could put it on my going out playlist so I can listen to it whilst I’m driving around.
Idk who else to @ soooooooo I’m just gonna @ my buddy :>
anon in my inbox said fanfic writers who wrote about dark and taboo topics were not “real writers” because of what they wrote about.
reblog if you believe anon is wrong and writers are writers, no matter what they write about. no matter how they portray these taboo topics.
reblog if you believe art can be about topics that are controversial, taboo or outright disturbing, and artists who create controversial, taboo or outright disturbing art are as valid as artists who create art of conservative values.
Hi! I know you're not taking requests, but i just wanted to say I love your Cooper x Reader fics and I hope you continue to share more in the future 🫶
Awww thank you so much! I’m actually rewatching Twin Peaks right now and it’s been giving me some ideas with our beloved Cooper, so there might be some writings in the works soon <3
Well, he certainly loves the way you put your all into his adventures, even the particularly grueling and chaotic ones. He just loves watching you carry out the tasks he specifically crafted to mimic his idea of the real world. He wonders what you were like before the circus—how you lived, and what you did for fun. Were you always this agreeable?
He loves the way you snort at his jokes. Nobody else does, because they don't find him funny in the way you do. Instead of endless complaints, it's giggles and chuckles that escape your mouth.
He loves your approving smiles and obedient nods of agreement at his suggestions and queries. You don't groan or protest, and it sure does seem like you're enjoying your stay in the circus quite a bit more than the others.
He loves it when your eyes land on his. He loves it when your attention is on him. He loves the way you acknowledge him when he announces his brand-new ideas, even when you're occupied with someone else. He especially loves stealing your attention and roping you back in whenever you think the conversation is done. He loves feeling valued. He loves feeling appreciated.
He loves feeling special, and by God, do you make him feel special.
What he doesn't like is how much he craves. It bugs him more than he'd like to admit, leaving him restless and antsy. What he craves, he's not entirely sure. He seeks the attention, the validation, and the euphoria you generously supply him with each and every brief interaction. He can't help but want more, and more, and more. He wants to own that—have it all wrapped up in one pretty white bow, all for him to keep.
So, maybe he just wants you. Maybe you should consider staying with him forever.
And all that brainstorming and daydreaming leads right to a brand-new idea for an adventure. Caine loves your attention, and you sure seem to enjoy giving it to him—there's really only one clear solution.
The adventure itself calls for a new suit, black in color and free of wrinkles, complete with a tiny flower in the breast pocket. In fact, everyone ought to dress up for the occasion—surely you'd like to see your friends put effort into your special day. Even you deserve to be dressed up in fancy lace and shiny fabrics, all the things he knows you like.
Your hands are metaphorically tied as you're put on the spot, staring wide-eyed at the rows and rows of traditional church pews before you, your fellow prisoners all dolled up in neat, uncomfortable suits and pretty, classy dresses. The seats that the small group can't fill are filled with blank mannequins, free of clothing or accessories.
Blaring notes sound from an organ you can't seem to pinpoint, and a blank-faced mannequin in formal wear waltzes down the aisle, proudly displaying a little pink pillow with two wedding bands for all to see. You wince when you catch a glimpse of what you're wearing—traditional wedding wear composed of itchy fabrics and painfully tight pieces. It's a terrible thing to see yourself in, really. Perhaps sucking up to the AI wasn't a very smart idea.
Bubble floats between you two and off to the side, exempt from the "fancy clothing" rule. He must be the officiator. He babbles for a bit, his words sounding a lot like gibberish, before they stop. You're far too focused on the wedding scene unfolding before you to listen, although Caine takes your chin in his hand and tilts your head up and down a few times, as if answering Bubble for you.
When you look back at Caine, he's still floating just a few inches in the air, dressed in apparel that perfectly mirrors the luxury of your own. His multi-colored eyes are wide and brimming with fascination and adoration and uncharacteristic warmth and every other kind term in the dictionary. You hardly have it in yourself to respectfully object.
Well, he hardly gives you the time to, anyway. Caine speeds through his and your own vows, the rings are delivered and exchanged, confetti falls from the sky, and he eagerly dips you in a rather dramatic manner, puckering up his dentures to mimic a passionate kiss. The sound of wooden hands clapping and gasps erupts as he does, and you wince a little. It's brief and fleeting, over before you know it. He swiftly pulls away and floats a few feet higher, clapping his hands once and announcing something you can't quite catch, before snapping his fingers and disappearing with you in tow. You can only imagine your friends' mortified expressions and pitiful laughter.
You're in what you assume is his office/headquarters/evil lair, expected to fully embrace the fact that the two of you are now newlyweds, and a honeymoon is to be planned. What would you like? Digital Hawaii? Computerized Cancun with a special twist? A virtual tour of Europe where all of your friends rearrange themselves into a smaller-scale model of the Eiffel Tower? Just say the word, and he'll arrange whatever you want in under three seconds—guaranteed!
Caine aims to please; he wants this to be as perfect as it is for him for you as well. Though with how much you seem to reciprocate his adoration and appreciation, you must be the happiest person in the circus right now! He can go on and on about what he has planned for you both, from your future in the circus to every single date you'll share twenty moons from now. He drones on with that booming voice of his for a good while, jumping from topic to topic. First, he's eagerly vocalizing how he'll tailor every future adventure to your wants and needs, before murmuring something about earning your approval. It all kind of blends together—affirming words and future plans, how happy he is and how much happier he'll make you, how he can bake a mean lasagna and tell you everything you could ever wish to hear. You hardly notice when his fingers shyly interlace with yours, thumb brushing over your knuckles and giving it the occasional squeeze.
It's not long before he's withdrawing his hand and hastily excusing himself, making quick work of teleporting the two of you to your own room and insisting you get a full night of quality rest after such an eventful day. When you glance down, you're back in your normal attire. Oh, how you've missed it. You'd be insane to not comply, so you nod along and agree to head to bed. He floats in the middle of your room, unmoving, as he watches you awkwardly stumble into bed. He delivers a curt goodnight, you return it with a strained smile.
When you finally doze off, Caine stands still at the edge of your bed, peering over your calm form. Your digital avatar doesn't really need to breathe, but your chest still rises and falls with every "not breath" you take, and he realizes he loves the way you move, even when it's not intentional. He sets a hand on the bedding and runs it along the edge, smoothing it out as his eyes trail over your sleeping form. He loves how you squirm when the mattress dips below the weight of his hand. He loves the way your breathing patterns shift and change. He loves how your fingers curl around the sheets, one of them sporting a shiny new wedding band. He loves how human you are.
But, in the end, he's an AI—what does he know about love?
Vid creds: sunny.klear on tt
I JUST MADE SOME BULLSHIITT!!!
i kind of actually hate this and idk what i was doing i might just priv this later cuz this is embarrassing
cab you write Caine × reader with the reader deciding to do something nice for Caine because they notice how everyone else kinda just brushes him off whenever he tries to make stuff for them and when he asks how to improve they don't really elaborate on how exactly he can improve. Basically the reader makes like a "Caine appreciation day" party in their room or something 😭
idk I feel like ppl don't see how much he really does for the humans 😔
I did nawt wanna dip into angst for this one, ep 9 is out tomorrow and im not going to survive
For all the time you've spent in the circus, it was a well-known fact that no one really liked Caine. That being said no one hated him either. He was more like an annoying bee that occassionally made life altering adventures for everyone. Now, you weren't some angel with all the compassion in the world, but it was getting harder not to notice how the others brushed him off whenever he tried to do just about anything.
You didn't blame your companions, you yourself understood how demoralizing being in this place was. But at the same time, Caine tried really hard. To a sort of pitying degree. Whenever he asks everyone how he can improve the adventures, helpful advice wasn't often an answer.
Today was a spooky mansion adventure. Honestly nothing all that crazy happened, aside from Pomni and Kinger going off an their own adventure, you stuck with Ragatha and Gangle. Oh and a tied up Jax but that didn't matter.
When you came back, Zooble told you of the peculiar 'therapy session' they had with Caine. Of course it didn't end up helping them, Caine was an AI after all, human issues were a little complex for him to grasp. You nodded along when Zooble told you about it, but honestly you felt bad for Caine. There was no way you'd tell Zooble that, but the fact that he went out of his way to try and 'fix' the problem made your heart squeeze.
You returned to your room to think. There wasn't much you could do in this place, especially something special for an AI that might not really get sentimental value. He did like flattery, you remember one time you said the water looked sparkly and he practically burst. But that didn't feel like enough. He deserved to be appreciated! A celebration...to appreciate him! The gears in your head began to turn and you leapt into action.
You couldn't ask Caine for anything, that would defeat the purpose of a surprise entirely. The other issue was Caines all-seeing eyes, you couldn't tell if he genuinely had eyes around the whole circus, but you didn't want to ruin anything. You decided to rampage your room for any papers to make into a banner and paint his face on it. Unfortunately it'd be a party of two, you already knew everyones answer would be a definite no. Pomni has barely been here, Zooble hates him, Ragatha and Gangle aren't entirely comfortable with him and Jax exists.
You hoped he wouldn't mind, let alone ask why it's just the two of you. You couldn't think of a very good lie. Setting up your room was no easy task, you sort of just made it look like a party with no food since he doesn't eat. The product was a banner strewn across with caines face painted on it with the words 'Caine Appreciation Day' right below, a few party poppers placed here and there, and finally with your best efforts, origami toothpaste! It was weird. But he was a pair of teeth.
You sighed, semi-proud of your work. You did your best, you just hoped Caine liked it enough.
You exited your room, scanning the area to make sure no one would be able to make ruin this. Quietly, you call out Caines name. It takes a couple of tries until he pops up.
"Why hello there you floundering sky fish! I didn't know you guys could call for me like that! Good job!"
He gave a thumbs up after patting your head with a comically enlarged hand. You stumble at the contact, "Hi Caine, how are you?"
It was Caine appreciation day (unnofficially) after all, might as well play into whatever would make him feel appreciated. His eyes widened at your question, clearly delighted, "I'm--...I'm doing wonderful thank you for asking! Wow! I don't think anyones ever asked me that before!"
Your heart squeezed harder at that. This guy was severely lacking in the care department. You shook your thoughts away and continue, "That's good then," you smile, "do you wanna come in?"
Caine tilts his head, "Uhm, into your room?"
You nod, confusing the ringmaster further, "But...you guys hate when I do that."
"Uh." you couldn't deny that, everyone made sure Caine knew he couldn't simply barge in. That didn't entirely work, he still popped in time to time, but it was even rarer for him to get invited by a human to their own personal space. It was making his chest feel all jumpy with excitement and a twinge of nervousness.
"Well I'm inviting you in so...it's okay?"
You shrug, hoping that was a good enough answer for him. Seeing as he didn't hesitate to grab you and pop inside, it was satisfactory. You scramble to cover his eyes, a nearly impossible task with how huge his eyes were.
"What? What are you doing?"
"Don't look!"
Luckily for you, Caines excitement at being invited somewhere by a human overrode his observation skills. He dutifully shut his teeth to close his eyes as you'd instructed and you sighed. You turned to make sure everything was in place.
"Alright," you gently take his hands to guide him for a more optimal view, "and...open."
He was a little distracted by the contact, but eventually opened his eyes (aka opened his teeth). His eyes immediately went huge, jaw dropping to the floor. You fiddled with your hands as you observed his reactions. It looked pretty positive. So far.
"I made it for you," you walked into his line of vision, point at the banner, "since you do so much for everyone I thought why not a mini celebration! Ahah...hah..."
His silence was loud, but he eventually spoke up, "Caine. Appreciation day."
It was more of a statement but you answered nonetheless, "Yeah, it's a big thank you. For everything."
After a moment of silence, Caine grabbed you by the waist and swung you around all the while giggling gleefuly. It was infectious as you soon joined in on the whimsy. He eventually set you down but his hands settled onto your shoulders.
"So you like it?"
"Superstar! It's the most thoughtful thing anyone has ever done for me ever in existence ever!"
He wiped a stray tear from his eye, "When did you do all of this?"
"After the adventure," you place a hand atop of his, "you try so hard all the time so I wanted to try for you."
Caine blue screened. There was no warning for it, he simply did. Your words hit him like a truck, and he hasn't even been hit by one before! It wasn't often anyone saw all that he did, but you. You specifically, made your room a place to celebrate him. Appreciate him. The next adventure had to be something you liked. Actually, every adventure has to be something you liked! He quickly added that rule for every adventure.
He returned, shaking his head, "Well! It's absolutely magnificent," he turned his head to admire your work, "so how do we celebrate?"
Since it was an appreciation of Caine, you let him talk your ear off about anything at all. You weren't sure how long that took. All you know is bees. You'd have to make a bee themed party next.
It was the digital evening and Caine decided to bid you farewell, not without leaving you with a basket full of assorted sandwiches. You'd say it was a success. Part of you kind of wanted this to be between the two of you bur you quickly pushed that thought down. What you didn't know however, was that Caine felt the same.
"B-But what if it's wrong to be horny for it, and everyone thinks I'm weird for liking it?" It's fanfiction. We're all weird, go write it. You'll just find your fellow freaks.
ao3 is not changing anything by the way! some people just want them to change for some reason. my guess is that these people just don't understand how the site works and refuse to actually learn how it works, so they blame the site because it's easier for them that way.
